The red sun is high, the autumn breeze is refreshing, and the streets are bustling with people coming and going; there are many shops on both sides of the street, and various small stalls are selling in rows. After crossing this small street and turning the corner, I approached a very spacious street, and suddenly it became brighter. .
Mu Ziyan wore an elegant purple dress, which highlighted her graceful figure. Her long black hair, as soft as clouds, was pulled into a high bun, which is a hairstyle worn by married women.
Aoyang is in a cold and gloomy environment. It is late autumn at this time, the wind is strong and cold, so she wears a pure white mink fur coat, and the veil cannot conceal her natural nobility and elegance. .
Mu Ziyan only had Xiaoluo by her side, just to relive the fun of walking on the street and watching people pass by, but who knew what these two people wanted to do!
It turns out that Mu Ziyan is going to meet someone this time, a person who once was heaven and earth to her - Shen Mengxi.
I don’t know how Shen Mengxi found Xiaoluo, and asked Xiaoluo to help him deliver a letter to Mu Ziyan, who was in Mu Mansion at this time; the contents of the letter were only Shen Mengxi and Mu Ziyan The two of them knew.
But no matter what was written in the letter, Mu Ziyan hurriedly came to meet her former lover and even her ex-husband!
Finally, they came to a large restaurant with several pavilions connected by pavilions and cornices. This restaurant was the first restaurant in Aoyang City. Finally, under the guidance of the waiter, they arrived at a private room. Standing in front of the closed door, she suddenly lowered her raised hand.
On a table downstairs, there is a singer playing the elegant and pleasant guqin. The sandalwood is fluttering lightly, and the sound of the piano echoes in the restaurant. There are many guests here, and a few people are hiding among the drinkers, as if they are drinking. But he looked around from time to time, with an expression that was clearly that of a drunkard who was not interested in drinking!
"Miss, why don't you knock on the door?" Xiaoluo couldn't help but ask when he saw his young lady raised her hand and paused in mid-air for a long time, then slowly put it down. Maybe Xiaoluo's voice was a little loud, which surprised Ya. The man who had been waiting in the room heard the sound of a cup rolling but not breaking.
Mu Ziyan heard the sound and hurriedly pulled Xiaoluo, turned around and wanted to leave. At this moment, the closed door suddenly opened, and the gentle voice that she was most familiar with and the most nostalgic to her came from behind. , “Since you’re all here, why are you leaving?”
As long as she turned around, she would be face to face with him, eye to eye, but...
"We agreed not to meet again." She sighed inwardly, because of his persistence, but how did he know 'that thing'?
Shen Mengxi's slightly haggard handsome face raised the corners of her mouth slightly, but it outlined the deepest bitter smile. She finally spoke sadly: "I'm just worried about you, Xiaoyan, can we not stand like that?" Are you talking outside the door?"
Mu Ziyan felt that since she was here, she should face it openly, and being coy and coy would only look pretentious. As Shen Mengxi said, that is not her style of doing things.
She turned around and looked at him; he nodded and smiled, and let her walk sideways into the private room; twice the tea and a set chessboard, just like what the two of them did most when they met before, playing chess and chatting. .
It's still the same person, the same mode, but it's no longer the same mood, and what I want to talk about is not similar to the original content.
Sitting down, she first picked up a chess piece, and she decided to take the initiative; he picked it up calmly, but said: "Xiaoyan, do you still remember the Lotus Pouch you picked up in the palace? "
Hearing this, Mu Ziyan's hand that raised the chess pieces trembled, and the chess pieces fell to the ground with a dull sound. No one was in a hurry to pick them up because they were not in that mood.
"That... the eunuch turned out to be you." No wonder she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity at first, but she didn't think of it even after recovering her memory. Was it because he hid it too well or she no longer paid that much attention to him? ?
Her expression remained calm, and she waited for his answer indifferently; but Shen Mengxi chuckled mockingly and continued: "I thought you would always think of this."
"Mengxi, how did you know I was sick?" She abandoned those topics that she didn't want to touch and went straight to the point. As he said in his letter, there is a miracle cure for the disease.
Shen Mengxi stared deeply at her beautiful face, filled with bitterness in her heart, but as she wanted, she did not mention the things she didn't want to hear again, "I have always known that you are sick, but now Before this, I didn't know clearly that it was this kind of disease - inner demons; I just remember that a doctor said that if you smell the light fragrance of flowers, your illness will be relieved. Maybe, inner demons themselves are a kind of disease related to people's mood. disease, and you have always loved lotus flowers."
This is also Shen Mengxi’s intention!
Once Shen Mengxi mentioned it, Mu Ziyan was shocked to realize that this seemed to be the case. Every time she carried the lotus scented purse on her body, she was so happy that she could not feel the faint heartache; however, it was just a small trick. , similar to diverting people's attention and reducing physical pain.
The condition is getting worse and worse, and those things are of no use. What she wants to know most is not this, "Mengxi, what is the magic medicine you are talking about?"
"I once heard someone say that there was a divine pool in the Demon Palace. No matter what the disease is, it can be cured by soaking in the divine pool for seven or forty-nine days." Shen Mengxi said, but her brows also wrinkled, "But, the world's people It’s unknown where the Demonic Palace is, let alone the Divine Pond!”
Shen Mengxi's words were like giving Mu Ziyan a candy first and then giving her a hard blow. It was amazing!
The two people stayed in the private room for a long time. Apart from this matter, they also talked about other things. Perhaps, Shen Mengxi finally looked away, and saw that the two people chatted more and more happily. When they parted, the two people were still close to each other. hugged each other.
Of course, this is how it seems to outsiders!
As soon as Mu Ziyan stepped out of the private door, Shen Mengxi chased him out, using what seemed to be the greatest courage in his life, his narrow red phoenix eyes held a plea that Mu Ziyan could not refuse, and said: "In the future... maybe... We really don’t see each other anymore, Xiaoyan. I’m very happy that you have found your happiness. Before you leave, can you give me a final hug, even if...just treat it as a hug for an ordinary friend."
The corners of Mu Ziyan's eyes were a little moist. As Shen Mengxi said, maybe they really won't meet again. It would be good if he was relieved. There will be a better woman than her to love him for her in the future.
"Okay!" She smiled tenderly towards him for the last time, and threw herself into his open arms, bringing an end to their love that lasted for more than three years.