Ai Min of Fomalhaut's Self-written Book

?Today's sky is as clear as a pool of still water, and the sun is as bright as gold. Light and white catkins are flying all over the sky, falling with the wind.Occasionally, flocks of geese flying south pass by, piercing the blue sky like water.

Swan geese fly high, it is said that this is a good omen, what good is there?I sighed, no matter how beautiful the time is, without the person who admired it together, how can we talk about fun?

My aunt knew that I was going to leave, she tried every means to keep me, and she held my hand, she was about to shed tears.

I just patted my aunt's hand and said: "I will come back to see you in the future, you can help me take care of this garden first, and I will come back in a few years."

The spring is fine, and the courtyard is full of brilliance, but things are different, and if I stay here again, it will only cause heartache.

When I was about to leave, I turned my head and took a deep look at my garden. The two pear trees had been silent for three years and finally bloomed. Jade.I still remember the days when I watered and fertilized the pear tree with Cong Zhan, and under the tree, I counted when the pear tree will bloom and bear fruit, and the days of drooling happily are over.

"Where are you going?" A loud male voice came from behind.

I almost suspected that I had heard it wrong, and a feeling came to my heart, how I wish it was him!

I turned my head to look.

No.

I'm so lost, I don't know what I'm expecting, if it's really him, can I change my mind?Can I still stay here and watch their newlyweds and their happy marriage for a hundred years?

I can't get over it!

The little brother's eyes are bright, and I know he can't bear to part with me.

I couldn't bear to lie to him, and told him truthfully: "I want to go back. I only need to go back for ten days or so, and everything here will be changed. Everything is over."

A look of panic flashed across the face of the little brother Qingjun, and he cried out: "But...but you are gone, I...what to do with these orchids?"

I said lightly: "I don't even know what to do with myself, why do I care about orchids?"

It was never orchids that prompted me to stay in the Northern Song Dynasty!

The little brother was silent, the pear blossoms were floating all over the sky, his eyes gradually became deep in the rain of flowers, and after a long time, he whispered: "You go, after 30 years, we have all forgotten, you still Only one month has passed. Zhao Congzhan already has his own son and grandson, but you still can’t forget what happened 30 years ago. At that time, you are the only one in the world who will never forget it. You always have to get through this period and run away After that, what can I do?"

After escaping, how can...

I was stunned and stared blankly at my little brother. He was the first to say such a thing to me, and it was not unreasonable. After 30 years, Cong Zhan may have grandchildren, and maybe his hair is all white. , and I, still in the same place, still grieve for that period of love 30 years ago.

I always have to get through it, why should I disappear again.

After being dazed for a long time, I put the bag down.

"Aren't you going back?" The little brother asked in a low voice while looking at me.

I rubbed his hair, "My sister can't bear you."

The little brother's cheeks were flushed, "You scared me just now."

I said, "You are talented, but you know so much."

"19 years old." The little brother whispered.

Cong Zhan has never been here again, but my thoughts are increasing day by day. I will think of him when I wash my face in the morning, I will think of him when I brush my teeth, and I will think of his words when I water the flowers. It can't keep up with the red scape."

The red scape has always been placed by my bed, the most conspicuous and the most suitable place for flowers and plants to grow. When it rains at night, I will carefully put it into the house. Often after the rain, I open the window, and the ground is full of residual flowers. , only his favorite red scape, which has been growing quietly and intact, and its deep red color is his favorite.

My little brother will come over to help me take care of the garden whenever he is free. He is an emperor who stretches out his clothes, stretches out his hands, eats, and opens his mouth. He is also methodical in weeding and fertilizing. I teach him, and he learns with all his heart. He helps me in summer Put up reed curtains for shade, move it indoors in winter, and light a small fire in the tunnel under the house to reduce the amount of water.

My aunt doesn't like my little brother very much, and always tells me, "This man has no background, and he doesn't seem to have a serious business. He always comes here dressed so brightly. He is probably a prodigal son who came to deceive the little girl."

As soon as she said it, I laughed, and I didn't know how to explain it to her. I just said that he is not the young master. ?