I shake hands with the west wind and shed tears, and we have been separated for many years. I know that I am listening to the rain in front of the lamp, and I recall seeing the mountains behind the snow together.
With a message, I urge you to have extra meals. The sweet-scented osmanthus is saved and restored. It is clearly like agarwood wisps, and it is so sad that it is difficult to paint.
——"Yu Zhonghao·Handshake the Western Wind and Tears" Nalan Xingde (Qing Dynasty)
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On this day, Yang Yichan finally returned to the Yuelai Inn. She wore a half-updo with a double-knife bun, a Danxia red bandana on her shoulders, and a golden-gray pet dog in her arms. She slowly walked down from the carriage.
She wears a semi-revealing narrow-sleeved shirt with double-breasted breasts on her upper body. The golden embroidered folded flower pattern is evenly distributed on the purple surface. The flowers are lined with flowers and leaves, and the flower heart blooms inside. She wears a high-waisted cross-flower striped brocade on the lower body.
skirt,
As the poem says: "When I sit, my belt is lingering in the grass, and when I walk, my skirt sweeps away plum blossoms. My eyes are dotted with paint and my temples are twinkling, and my chest is illuminated by the auspicious snow lamp." Yang Yichan's graceful and luxurious body is exactly that of a noble woman from Chang'an.
She was dressed in the most fashionable dress. The two guys sweeping the floor at the entrance of the inn were stunned when they saw her and could hardly recognize her.
Yang Yichan asked the coachman to give a large wicker box to the clerk to move into the inn. After sending away the coachman and the maid, she walked into the inn and looked at this once familiar place again. Yang Yichan couldn't help but sigh in her heart, this place
The inn is so old, why didn't I notice it before?
After receiving the report from the waiter, Bai Fu rushed down the stairs, two steps at a time, and rushed in front of Yang Yichan. He ignored the people around him and wanted to hug Yichan tightly.
Yang Yichan took two steps away without leaving a trace, smiled politely, and saluted: "Brother Fu, long time no see, are you okay?"
Bai Fu was stunned and had no choice but to return the gift. He said eagerly: "Mei Yang, you..."
Yang Yichan gently shook her head, suggesting that we would talk in a quiet place.
Bai Fu had no choice but to give up the urge to hold Yichan in his arms, and followed her into the tea room in a corner of the inn.
Yang Yichan lowered her waist, gently put the pet dog in her arms on the ground, and said with a gentle smile: "Walnut, you can play by yourself, mom wants to chat with uncle."
Bai Fu had nothing to say and said, "Sister Yang, is this your new pet? This puppy is quite cute!"
Yang Yichan smiled broadly and said, "This is not a pet. This is my son. I love him so much. I can't even think about him if I can't see him for a day."
Bai Fu didn't know how to talk, so he could only laugh.
Yang Yichan turned her head, pointed to the big wicker box on the ground and said: "Brother Fu, these are the clothes you left with me. It is inconvenient to store these things in the women's camp. I packed them and gave them all to you this time.
You brought it over."
When Bai Fu heard this, the heat in his heart instantly cooled down. He said sincerely: "Sister Yang, I was too impulsive at the beginning. I shouldn't have lost my temper or break up casually.
As you know, I didn’t actually mean it this way. I just got emotional at the time, spoke without thinking, and spoke out of anger. I regretted it very much afterwards.
During the time we left Chang'an, every bit of our time together was like a picture, often appearing in front of my eyes. It made me cherish the happiness and beauty of our time together, and it also made me appreciate the time when we get along with each other.
, your tolerance for me is not easy.
I have sincerely reflected on my mistake. The whole thing was my fault, it’s my fault! I’ve made you sad, I can’t help you, so let me make it up to you!”
After Bai Fu finished speaking, he arched his hands and bowed to the end. He stood up after a long while.
Yang Yichan gently avoided it and said softly: "Brother Fu, let the past be bygones. I'm not angry with you."
Bai Fu was overjoyed, grabbed Yang Yichan's hand and said, "Sister Yang, have you forgiven me?"
Yang Yichan did not withdraw the hand held by Bai Fu. She looked at Bai Fu tenderly and said, "Senior Brother Fu, you have tanned and lost weight during your trip. It must be very hard, right?"
Bai Fu pointed to his heart and said with a smile: "It's not hard, but I haven't seen you for a long time. I feel anxious and miss you very much."
Yang Yichan smiled and said nothing, and did not answer any questions. The air was somewhat solid.
Seeing this, Bai Fu quickly started thinking. In order to liven up the atmosphere, he told many anecdotes about his trip to Luoyang.
After listening to less than a stick of incense, Yang Yichan yawned. She covered her mouth and apologized: "Brother Fu, I'm a little tired. I'm going back first, and you should rest early. Later, I'll wait.
I won’t be busy anymore and will come see you again.”
Bai Fu was a little disappointed, but he didn't want to ruin the harmonious atmosphere. He forced out a smile, trying not to look so disappointed, and said: "Okay, you should go back and rest early. Sister Yang, what about you?"
When will you come again?”
Yang Yichan smiled and said: "I'm not sure either, let's wait and see."
Bai Fu's face changed slightly and he said, "Sister Yang, have you not forgiven me yet?"
Yang Yichan sighed softly, gently pulled away the hand held by Bai Fu, bit her lip and said: "Even love has its limits. There are some knots in my heart that I haven't untied yet. If you continue
Give me some time to think about it."
When Bai Fu heard this, he felt that there was still a chance of improvement. He couldn't help but be overjoyed and said incoherently: "No problem, I understand. It's all my fault. I hope Sister Yang won't blame me and give me a chance. I will definitely change.
I won’t let you down again, let alone make you sad like before.”
Yang Yichan gently stroked Bai Fu's hair with infinite tenderness. After a while, Yang Yichan got up, called the puppy back from the house, held it in his arms, and walked out of the inn.
Bai Fu followed Yang Yichan closely. He was polite and considerate. He was completely free of the previous unrestrained and arrogant. He was polite and courteous, and his attitude was humble and humble. He did not look like a young knight who had returned from a meritorious service, but more like Yang.
A little follower who follows every step of the cicada.
Yang Yichan boarded the carriage, grabbed the pet dog's little paw, waved to Bai Fu, and said with a smile: "Walnut, say goodbye to uncle!"
The coachman raised his horse and whipped his horse, and the vehicle started.
Yang Yichan smiled lightly, as gentle as water, and slowly lowered the car curtain.
Watching Yang Yichan's carriage slowly drive out of the alley, Bai Fu felt mixed emotions in his heart. He didn't know whether he and Yichan had reconciled or completely separated...
Under the street lamp, there was a thin figure standing alone, refusing to leave.
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(Writing this, there should be a song silently playing for Bai Fu:)
Until the street lights and I were left alone, and your tears on my shirt had turned cold.
I don't understand I can't
Believe love is over
Sitting in a daze
Think of those happiness
The breakup just now doesn’t seem real.
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What would you do without me? Who else understands your thoughts?