Tang Xintian's memories were pulled back by Huo Snian.
When she was a child, her parents hired a Chinese teacher for her to learn Chinese. The teacher liked to teach her ancient poetry. The teacher said that the most beautiful language in China is ancient poetry, and ancient poetry is also the most romantic way of expression.
Tang Xintian doesn't like Three Hundred Tang Poems, nor does she like Three-Character Classic of Hundreds of Surnames and Thousand-Character Classic. She likes the Book of Songs, Chu Ci, Song Ci, and all the beautiful poetry about love in ancient times.
She likes "If you don't miss lovesickness in your life, you will miss lovesickness, and it will be harmful to lovesickness."
She likes to be "two people for the rest of her life, half drunk, half awake and half floating."
She likes to "look at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk. I miss you when I walk and miss you when I sit."
She likes Li Qingzhao, Cai Wenji, Zhuo Wenjun, and every talented woman in history.
One-third of the books in her study are ancient poems and biographies of ancient talented women.
When she first brought Huo Snian back to the Tang family, his Chinese level was only at the level where he could communicate. He didn't understand ancient poetry or ancient culture at all.
But because she liked it, Huo Snian also started to learn it. Not only could he memorize many ancient poems, he could also write a few sentences, and even practiced calligraphy with Tang Xintian.
"In our twilight years, we sit leisurely in the courtyard. The clouds are rolling and relaxing, listening to the sound of rain, the stars are dense and sparse, admiring the shadow of the moon, and the flowers blooming and falling, recalling the south of the Yangtze River. When you paint the past, I paint the past. I hope that in the years we can look back, and grow old together with deep love.
.”
This was not written by her, but by him.
But now, he has forgotten everything.
"Does it matter who wrote it?" Tang Xintian asked back.
"It's not important," he said.
"It's not important, so why ask." Tang Xintian's voice was unconsciously tinged with sadness, like fallen leaves in autumn.
"But I want to know why I remember you." Huo Snian said.
Tang Xintian said: "I just answered that you were once my bodyguard."
"Then I must be very sincere, so sincere that I can still remember my employer even if I lose my memory." Huo Snian said in an unclear tone.
"Yes, you used to be very sincere." Tang Xintian lowered her eyes, unable to see the bitterness in her eyes.
Huo Snian used to be very sincere to Tang Xintian, so sincere that he promised to protect her forever.
"Miss Tang, you are lying." Huo Snian exposed her.
Tang Xintian: "No."
"We have loved each other." Huo Snian said, "My heart will not lie to me."
Tang Xintian suddenly felt very boring. She finally raised her head and looked him in the eyes.
His eyes were no longer as single as they were ten years ago, they could only see her, and only her.
Now, it was like there was a layer of fog in his eyes, making it difficult to see through.
Huo Snian also looked at her. When he looked at her, his heart was beating abnormally again.
"Mr. Johnson." Tang Xintian said, "Let me give you a message."
"Please say."
"The spring breeze and I are both passers-by, and you carry the clear water to embrace the stars."
"What do you mean?" Huo Snian didn't understand.
"literal meaning."
The music came to an end and the dance finally ended. Tang Xintian took a step back and turned around, leaving Huo Snian with his back.
The spring breeze and I are both passers-by, and you carry the clear water to embrace the stars.
This sentence doesn’t have any profound meaning, it’s just a sentence of ‘I don’t love you anymore’.
Huo Snian, I don’t love you anymore.
Tang Xintian said it again silently in her heart, as if if she said it too much, it would become a fact.
Before Tang Xintian could walk back to the rest area, Tang Muchen came to pick her up.
"Did he bully you?"
He sounded like he would settle the score with Huo Snian as long as Tang Xin gave him a sweet nod.
"No." Tang Xintian stopped him and said, "Let's go back."
"Sister Yun Jin still has things to do." Tang Muchen put his arms around her in a protective posture.
Tang Xin had a dessert and went to the rest area with Tang Muchen.
Huo Snian looked at Tang Muchen holding Tang Xintian's waist, and felt an inexplicable sourness in his heart. Even though he knew that he was her brother, he still couldn't control this emotion.
He was a little irritable, irritable with this inexplicable emotion.
And what does Tang Xintian mean by that sentence?
When Jacko saw him walking out of the banquet hall, he quickly followed him and asked, "Major General, shall we go back to the army now?"
"I won't come back. You can go back." Huo Snian said and left.
He left the noisy banquet hall and returned to his room. His room was large and connected to a study room. There were many books in the study room, mostly military books, and there were only a few Chinese books in the corner.
This corner was the place he visited the longest after losing his memory. He often looked through these Chinese books, almost all of which were collections of poems. Each book contained a bookmark, and the poems on the bookmarks were all handwritten.
The sentence he asked Tang Xintian in the banquet hall was on a certain bookmark. It was his own handwriting. The reason why he knew it was his own handwriting was because he imitated it when he saw the bookmark and realized it was his own.
written.
Who taught him calligraphy?
Is it Tang Xintian?
What kind of feelings did they have between them, and what kind of memories did they have?
Huo Snian couldn't remember it, so he simply turned on the computer, opened the search box, and entered what Tang Xintian said.
The spring breeze and I are both passers-by, and you carry the clear water to embrace the stars.
Translated into modern language it means 'I don't love you anymore'.
I do not love you anymore.
When these five words jumped into Huo Snian's eyes, his heart skipped a beat.
Tang Xintian no longer loves Huo Si Nian.
Why was he so distressed by the news Tang Xintian conveyed.
As far as he knows, he has been back to the Johnson family for ten years. He and Tang Xintian have not had any interaction in the past ten years. It seems that he has let go of her and that relationship, but why has he lost his memory and he doesn't love her anymore?
So caring.
Huo Snian really couldn't explain this phenomenon. He felt that he needed a psychiatrist. Maybe a psychiatrist could tell him the answer.
So after not staying in the study for long, Huo Snian changed out of his clothes and went out again.
Tang Muchen and the others left with him. Tang Xintian's mood was obviously not as good as when he came. No matter how decisive she said, only she knew what she was thinking in her heart.
"Sister Tiantian, are you ready to go to the bar?" Jiang Yunjin's voice sounded in the car.
Tang Xintian came back to her senses and smiled: "Wearing this to go to a bar?"
"Isn't it okay? In New York, you still don't have to wear a dress to go to the bar?" Jiang Yunjin asked.
Tang Xintian was speechless: "Stop making trouble, I want to drink at home. I have a wine cellar at home."
"OK, let's go home and drink." Jiang Yunjin was just afraid that she would be in a bad mood, and getting drunk would relieve her worries.
After the six people returned to the Tang family, they each changed their clothes, and then plunged into the Tang family's wine cellar. Tang Yue felt a pain in his body after hearing the news. His wine collection tonight would definitely be at risk.