Song of Everlasting Sorrow

The days passed day by day, even though Ji Fuxiang never gave Qinlan a good face, and even said that he would not marry her and let her find someone else to marry, but Qinlan became more and more frustrated, and moved here from Beijing. Not far from Ji's house, a mansion of the royal family was built.

Seeing it in Yunli's eyes, she felt mixed joy and sorrow in her heart. The joy was that someone had a deep affection for Ji Fuxiang, and the worry was that Ji Fuxiang was very disgusted with her overbearing and had no feelings at all, but they were destined to become husband and wife up.

Master Ji would directly address Qinlan as his daughter-in-law on certain occasions, and his attitude was very cordial.

At the same time, there is still envy and jealousy hidden in Yunli's heart, holding her son's hand, and growing old together with her son, what a happiness it will be.

"Yunli."

Yunli's reverie was interrupted by Ji Fuxiang's call, he raised his head and saw Ji Fuxiang and Qinlan Gege standing at the door of the wing room, the two men and women were so perfect in appearance, Yunli was sincerely happy, but also faintly heartbroken .

Ever since Qinlan appeared by Ji Fuxiang's side all the time, these self-contradictory and self-apologetic feelings have always tormented him, more difficult than illness.

"What's the matter, young master?" Yunli was smiling, but her heart was bleeding.

"Qinlan said that her ama knows a Tibetan lama who is highly respected and is willing to come to Ji's house to pray for you and keep the illness away from you." Ji Fuxiang said happily.

"Hehe, thank you Gege for your trouble." Yunli stood up and thanked.

"Brother Yun, the sooner you get better, Fuxiang will be happy." Qin Lan called Ji Fuxiang by his first name and insisted on calling Yunli her brother, gradually getting closer to them.

"It's getting late, you go back first, I'll talk to Yunli for a while." Ji Fuxiang said, he only likes to be alone with Yunli.

"Yes, then I'll come back tomorrow." Qinlan is always obedient and docile, she knows that Yunli is Ji Fuxiang's servant, but she doesn't seem to mind.

After Qinlan left, Ji Fuxiang sat down beside the bed and looked at Yunli affectionately.

"Do you want to rest for a while?" Yunli asked with a smile.

"Okay." Ji Fuxiang took off his silk coat, and Yunli stepped aside to let the young master lie in, "Hehe, it's so warm."

"It's because you're too cold, isn't it windy outside?" It's already the winter solstice.

"Yeah, the grass in the yard is all withered, and it looks like it's going to snow soon." Ji Fuxiang said in a low voice, stretching out his arms and pulling Yunli over, hugging him in his arms.

"The snow scene in Ji's mansion will be beautiful." Yunli murmured while listening to Ji Fuxiang's heartbeat.

"Do you still remember when we were young, we had snowball fights together?" Ji Fuxiang laughed softly, "You threw snowballs into my neck and made me jump around in place."

"Hehe." Yunli couldn't help laughing, "I thought you would avoid it."

"I'm afraid that if I dodge, you will be unhappy." Ji Fuxiang told the truth, "And I like being thrown by you, seeing you giggling."

"Young master..." Yunli was about to say something, when his chest ached again, as if his lungs were about to burst, he restrained the urge to cough, and tightly held the young master's hand.

"I won't go anywhere, Yunli." Ji Fuxiang whispered in his ear, "I will always hold you tightly like this, so...don't leave me."

"Yes, young master..." Yunli said breathlessly, because he tried his best to endure the pain, he bit his lip.The young master will definitely keep his promise and hold on to him tightly, just like the young master has been holding on to that... white paper harrier back then.

Unknown when she fell asleep, Yunli heard the wind whistling outside the window, and when she woke up, the outside was already covered with dark clouds, the young master was in a deep sleep, still hugging his waist.

Yunli smiled slightly, moved away, picked up her coat and put it on, stood up lightly, intending to close the window.

But when he grabbed the window frame, something icy and cold fell on his cheek, and Yunli couldn't help being taken aback.

Then, a second piece floated down.

"Snow?"

Yunli raised her head in surprise, the snowflakes flying all over the sky, under the illumination of Ji Mansion's lanterns, were like flying peach blossoms.

Yunli walked out of the long corridor unconsciously, the wind was blowing, the snow was flying, and soon, a thin white mist accumulated in the courtyard of Qilin Hall.

It was really beautiful, the snowy Ji family courtyard was as intoxicating as an ink painting, Yunli suddenly remembered that Ji Fuxiang once told him that he hated the Ji family because the rules of serving the bed were too cruel and ruthless!

But Yunli didn't dislike the Ji family. On the contrary, he was very grateful for the strict family rules of the Ji family. If it weren't for the tradition of serving the bed, he would never have met Young Master Ji in his life, let alone stayed with him for 20 years.

In Ji's house, especially in every corner of Qilin Hall, there is a fond memory of him playing with Ji Fuxiang.

Snowball fights... that's where it is?Next to the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Yunli thought to herself, and walked over quickly. It had been a long time since he could walk a certain distance smoothly, without stopping to catch his breath.

In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, six vermilion pillars stand firmly. Looking back at the winding corridor, Yunli seems to see two children, one tall and one short, running happily, laughing and throwing snowballs at each other.

The tall child shouted happily: "Li, hurry up, catch me! If you catch me, I'll give you sweet-scented osmanthus candies."

"Wait for me, Brother Ji."

They brushed past Yunli, quickly ran to the other side, and continued chasing and playing.

"Master..." Two lines of hot tears rolled down Yunli's pale chin, and the bleeding lips moved slightly, "I can't spend my whole life with you, but... I will spend my whole life loving you."

Yes, he has loved the young master all his life, and will never change until his death.

"Loving you for the rest of my life... Liliu."

This confession was secretly engraved by Yunli on the column of the Huxin Pavilion, holding a piece of glass with peach blossoms on it, and carefully engraved it stroke by stroke...

When Ji Fuxiang found Yunli, Yunli had already vomited a lot of blood and was lying on the snow, unconscious.

"Yunli, don't go! You promised me! Wake up!"

"And the lama! He hasn't prayed for you yet! Yunli!"

"Where's the doctor? Quick! Call the doctor!"

Ji Fuxiang hugged Yunli like he was completely crazy, and stayed by the sickbed for two days and one night, calling him hoarsely, but Yunli never woke up, in Ji Fuxiang's arms, in the sweet He stopped breathing in his sleep.

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In the twelfth lunar month of winter, Yunli's funeral was simple and low-key, only the housekeeper and Qinlan attended, and Ji Fuxiang dug the grave with his own hands, carved a stele, and erected it under the withered peach tree.

But it was not only Yun Li who was buried, Ji Fuxiang's soul was also buried. He became out of his mind, like a lonely ghost.

Master Ji gave him a year, but Ji Fuxiang still didn't change at all, he missed Yunli all day long, Qinlan didn't mind, and still married Ji Fuxiang under the arrangement of his parents, although even the worship was a Master Ji hired someone to replace Ji Fuxiang, so as not to embarrass him at the wedding.

Qinlan has always been very active, she married Ji Fuxiang with the idea of ​​being happy, and actively served Ji Fuxiang every night.Ji Fuxiang was still a wooden man, and only when he was visiting Yunli's grave would he show a sad expression, muttering: "Yunli, it's spring, I'll take you to fly a kite...".

Everyone thought that the Ji family was over. Although Mr. Ji was domineering and powerful, but the heir could not support him, what else could the Ji family have to look forward to?

All of a sudden, rumors spread, and the Ji family was about to collapse!

At this moment, Qinlan became pregnant unexpectedly, Ji Fuxiang finally had some reaction, he was going to be a father, Yunli once said that he hoped he could have a child.

Ji Fuxiang's attitude towards Qinlan has improved, he thinks that he has always owed Qinlan, and even the wedding night in the bridal chamber, he spent alone in front of Yunli's grave.

Fortunately, Qinlan's pregnancy went smoothly, but there were some small troubles during the delivery. After half a day, a pair of twins were born. Ji Fuxiang named them Xiaosen and Xiaohe.

I hope they can be filial to their mother and live in harmony with each other. Ji Fuxiang has high hopes for his eldest son, Xiaosen. He is the heir of the Ji family. As long as he can protect the Ji family, he can protect Yunli's tomb.

But in the increasingly chaotic situation, the only one who can support the Ji family is his father, Ji Hongye.

After Ji Fuxiang became a father, Ji Hongye announced that he would live in seclusion, and Ji Fuxiang was in charge of the Ji family. He wanted to let the world know that the Ji family would be passed down through the ages.

But in important family meetings, Ji Hongye is the one who has the final decision-making power. Everyone in the Ji family bows to him, and Ji Fuxiang is always just a puppet, who has to act according to his winks.

But Ji Fuxiang never minded these things, for him the Ji family was a cage, imprisoning his love for Yunli.

Soon, the [-]th birthdays of Ji Xiaosen and Ji Xiaohe arrived. According to the usual practice, the Ji family would go to the ancestral hall to pray for blessings, write down the baby’s name, wrap it in red paper, and stick it on the wall of the shrine, asking for the protection of the ancestors.

Only the priests and adult males of the Ji family can perform this blessing ceremony, and Qinlan can only wait in the side hall of the ancestral hall, chatting with the butler when she has nothing to do.

"Boss Kang, are you really old?" Qin Lan asked, today is the [-]-day celebration of a pair of Lin'er, she is wearing red silk clothes, from head to toe is covered with gold, silver and jadeite from the elders, look Look beaming like a bride.

"This old slave is thirty-five this year." The housekeeper apologized with a flattering smile, "Thanks to Mrs. Hong Fu, my body is still in good health, and I have no illness or disaster."

"It's a blessing not to be sick, but..." Qin Lan said with a smile, suddenly thought of something, and said with disgust, "Some people, it's better to die."

"You mean...?" the butler asked with a look of fear on his face.

"Yunli." Qin Lan pointed out her name without hesitation, "Isn't everyone relieved that he died?"

"This……"

"Don't pretend, I know that the master and madam hope that he will die soon, and I naturally do too. Only when he is gone, will Fu Xiang fall in love with me."

"Yes, ma'am." The housekeeper could not say anything more, but nodded submissively.

The outsiders didn't know about it, they thought it was because the master refused to abdicate, that's why Ji Fuxiang didn't get married, but everyone in the family knew that Ji Fuxiang couldn't do without Yunli, so they didn't want to get married.

They were worrying about how to solve this matter, and Yunli fell ill. His illness affected everyone's heart, but the only one who really cared about Yunli was probably Young Master Ji.

Think about it, Yunli is really a poor child.

The old housekeeper sighed inwardly, picked up the copper teapot and planned to add tea to Qinlan, but was extremely shocked to see Ji Fuxiang standing at the door blankly, looking at them.

"Old, old..." The housekeeper turned pale and couldn't speak.

"Fuxiang... I, I..." Qin Lan also put away her pampered, aggressive and domineering face, and looked at him in horror.

But Ji Fuxiang didn't lose his temper, when the housekeeper wanted to say something, Ji Fuxiang had already turned around and left.

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"Yunli..."

Standing in front of Yunli's grave, Ji Fuxiang tightly held the rhombus-shaped glass inlaid with peach blossoms, blood spilled out of his fist, and the tombstone engraved with "Love of this life——Yunli" was stained red.

"I will never forgive the Ji family, never!" Ji Fuxiang swore in front of Yunli, that kind of cold-blooded family should be destroyed!

Ji Fuxiang left Ji's house overnight, someone saw him appearing in Huajie Liuxiang, drunk, and the young master of this family appearing in a brothel is absolutely not allowed.

Some people also said that it wasn't Ji Fuxiang, because he went to Shanghai a long time ago and opened a textile factory to compete with the Ji family for business.

Regarding this, Master Ji said that it was all nonsense, Ji Fuxiang was very good and did not need everyone to worry about it, but he refused to let his son come forward to answer these doubts.

True or false, sometimes false or true, everyone was forced by the power and prestige of the Ji family, and gradually accepted Master Ji's words, thinking that Ji Fuxiang would take good care of him in the family.

However, the fact is that after Ji Fuxiang left the Ji family, he went to Yunli's hometown. After Yunli's death, the Yun family received a large sum of condolence money from the Ji family, and used the money to expand the ancestral house. .

Ji Fuxiang lived in the house that Yunli lived in when he was a child for a while, and then disappeared again.

When the servants of the Ji family found Ji Fuxiang's whereabouts again, they found that he was drinking, smoking, and lost his soul, living a life like a homeless man. However, when he passed out by the ditch one day, he was rescued by a Japanese geisha. .

I heard that the geisha's name was Tong Xing, and she had a pretty face very similar to Yunli's. When Ji Fuxiang lost consciousness, he kept saying to her: "I'm sorry, I love you."

The geisha said to him tenderly: "Live well."

Ji Fuxiang’s fate took a turning point on that day. He quit drinking, regained his strength, and started to run a business. He made dried flower jewelry and sold them all over the country, because the dried flower jewelry he made was of reasonable price and high quality, and the business was very popular. raw water.

Master Ji originally wanted to hide this matter, but Ji Fuxiang's business grew bigger and bigger, and even foreigners praised his son's unique mind, and made a dried flower crystal necklace, which won the love of Her Highness the Queen.

Master Ji had no choice but to tell the outside world that Ji Fuxiang was sent by him to help manage the Ji family's business in other places.

It didn't take long for this matter to reach Ji Fuxiang's ears. He felt very angry, and ended his business. He planned to live in Japan, and Tong Xing, who had been with him all the time, would also follow.

Tong Yin, his and Tong Xing's son, has just turned five years old, and has been taken care of by the maid in the mansion. For him, Ji Fuxiang has a painful feeling.

He was so much like Yunli, looking at him, it was like seeing Yunli in front of his eyes, but reminded him time and time again that Yunli was dead.

Tong Xing saw Ji Fuxiang's estrangement from her own son, and felt pain in her heart. She knew about Ji Fuxiang's past, and although she felt sad, she also sympathized with Ji Fuxiang and suggested that Tongyin be handed over to Ji's family to be raised.

Ji Fuxiang didn't agree at first, but they went to Japan, the journey was far away, there might be accidents, and even if they arrived in Kyoto, their future was uncertain, Tong Yin was too young to withstand the tiring journey.

Because of this, Ji Fuxiang nodded and agreed. After all, Tong Yin is also a child of the Ji family. The Ji family has always attached great importance to their offspring and raised them with care.

Tong Yin is innocent, he shouldn't suffer with him, Ji Fuxiang tried to convince himself, and wrote a letter explaining Tong Yin's life experience.

Ji Fuxiang knew that the Ji family would definitely prevent him from going abroad, so after he left hastily, he asked the housekeeper to go to the mansion to pick up Tong Yin.

The butler didn't have time to tell the master that when he arrived at the mansion, the whole place had changed. The servants had all left, newspapers and hemp ropes were scattered on the ground, and the tables, chairs and sofas were all gone. Only a timid child was holding a package and a letter. Standing in an empty room, calling him "Grandpa"...

Ji Fuxiang stood on the ferry, looking at the pier gradually being transported away, thinking of Tongyin, at this time, Director Kang should receive Tongyin smoothly

Yes, he is so well-behaved and sensible, everyone will like him.

And Ji Xiaosen, Ji Xiaohe, I don't know if they will take care of this half-brother, for these two sons, Ji Fuxiang feels very sorry, he has never cared about them.

Because he disliked Ji's family and Qinlan, he didn't give them a word of care.

In the future, these three brothers will depend on each other for life, right?

"Alas..." Ji Fuxiang knew that he owed his sons too much, even if he was resented and hated by them, it was only natural.

"Toot—!"

The ship's whistle sounded earth-shattering, as if he was crying for something, Ji Fuxiang stroked his necklace, the peach blossom had dried up beyond shape, and the glass was also damaged, now it was placed in a small silver photo frame, you can open it See.

Ji Fuxiang took it off, kissed it, and stood there for a long time.

"Beep!"

Amidst the wailing whistle, Ji Fuxiang stretched his hand out of the railing, and slowly let go of his hand, and the necklace and the peach blossom flew towards the sea.

The peach blossoms fluttered in the wind, full of vitality, as if Yunli had been reborn.

"Yunli, I love you." Ji Fuxiang shed tears, "In the next life, I will definitely continue our relationship with you."

Finish