Your heart's desire

Lin Ying always thought afterwards that the outcome of all this might have been predestined in the midst of the severe drought in Jiangbei.

If there had been no severe drought, he would not have gone to the south of the Yangtze River, his delayed parents would not have died, he would not have met Luo Yan, he would not have to die if he saw anything, let alone Zhai Fengyao, everything would have been different, no matter what, it would have happened It's a better look than it is today.

But this age will never go back. What has passed is like being buried under the yellow earth, and it can no longer be changed.

Sometimes he really doubts whether it is really like what others said, because his life is too hard, so the people around him don't have any good results.

Zhai Fengyao only saw himself, and he couldn't even escape the clutches of this curse.

He had never seen Chi Pin like that before, standing in front of a corpse all day long, grabbing his hands and telling him almost half of his life, and then kept repeating: I am the one who is sorry for you!

Lin Ying knew that he had guilt in his heart, he was right about what he saw before, and now he is right about Zhai Fengyao.

He was so dazed for a few days, and one day he suddenly washed and dressed, and loaded Di Fengyao's body into the carriage.

Lin Ying didn't ask him where he was going, he walked out of the house slowly and got into the car without saying anything.

Under the eaves where they used to live together, the two of them stared blankly at each other for a long time, as if they would never see each other again for the rest of their lives, and tacitly wanted to imprint each other's appearance into their minds.

After a while, Chi Pin suddenly flicked the whip in his hand and lashed it on the horse. When the wheels of the cart rubbed against the ground to make a gurgling sound, he said: I'm sorry.

Although I don't know, but Lin Ying's ear is superb, I still heard it, only three words, but it seems to have spent half my life, it sounds very sad.

It carried him, for this little half of his life, about himself.He felt that he owed Lin Ying too.

After Chipin left, Lin Ying tossed about in Lin's mansion for a long time, finally found a piece of clothes that he had worn during his lifetime, carried a hoe and dug a big hole in the backyard to fill it up, knelt on the yard and mourned. cried all night.

The person who used to be unwilling to let himself suffer even a single bit of suffering, now threw himself into this boundless sea of ​​suffering, leaving no room for it.

He suddenly remembered that when he came back from Eleventh Brother's house that day, he hugged himself tightly in his arms, did not speak, and sobbed between his breaths, as if he was holding on to the last straw to save his life generally.

He knew at that time that he could only be owned by Luo Yan in his life.

In the early morning, he was a little tired from crying, and lay down on the bed to take a nap for a while, but suddenly felt a warm breath crawling up his neck behind him.

"One moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold, so small!"

He tilted his head vaguely and saw Luo Yan's face behind him, he was not surprised, his voice was a little hoarse from crying, he could only look at Luo Yan with his eyes.

"I thought you were really going to abandon me."

"How come, you are so stupid, you will be bullied without me."

"Then dare to ask the emperor, is the richness and splendor in brocade clothes not as good as that of a rustic reckless man like me?"

"Well, the days of wealth and honor have been too long, in the days to come, please give me some advice, Master Lin!"

They snuggled together and laughed, and the laughter gradually became louder, and the stars outside the window were shining brightly, as if the moon was slowly becoming curved.