Chapter 44

It was another year of heavy snow. Looking around, all the plants were covered in silver.

"Cough..." Sitting at the end of the bed, Yan Shaokun coughed softly.

He was afraid to wake up the quiet people lying on the bed. He raised his thin hand and covered his mouth tightly, trying to stop the harsh sound.

"Happy birthday, Yao Yao." Yan Shaokun's voice is as hoarse as a traveler who hasn't drunk water for a long time in the desert.

In just a few months, he had been bony and haggard.

He took out a brocade box from his pocket and put it to Tang Yao's pillow with some difficulty. He said vaguely, "guess what gift Si Lang prepared for your birthday this year?"

The only response to him is boundless silence and endless cold.

Tang Yao on the bed was cold and motionless.

She couldn't hear Yan Shaokun's call or see the snow outside the window.

"This is a handkerchief sewn by Si Lang himself. It's in jujube red There are our names on it. Do you like it? It's the first time for Si Lang to do this kind of sewing work. The sewing is crooked. Don't laugh at Si Lang.... "

Yan Shaokun's empty eyes in speaking of these with a little bit of fragmentary light, pale and thin cheek also with a trace of shallow blush.

"When the Japanese came in, the world was in a mess I can't go to war, I have to accompany you But Yao Yao, don't be disappointed with me. I'll leave the commander-in-chief and the army to the revolutionary organization of the Communist Party of China to fight against Japan. "

"Yao Yao, I don't want anything. I'll accompany you and hold you like this. I'll never be separated from you, OK?"

Yan Shaokun sits by the bed, locks his hands and feet with Tang Yao's, and then lies down.

For this day's coming, he has been fasting for a week, and the grains of rice are not enough.

"If I could go back in time, I would never forget every promise I made to you This life, next life, next life, as long as you are alone, it will be enough. "

Yan Shaokun looked at the veil on the top of the bed, his eyes were broken and empty, almost lax.

"I'm really a fool. I've failed you in my life. How dare I yearn for myself and the next life I'm afraid I can't be reincarnated forever Yao Yao, on the way to huangquan, don't forget Si Lang, OK? Let me love you forever, don't want me... "

Yan Shaokun's face was already in a trance. He used up his last bit of vitality to look at Tang Yao beside him, with a slight smile on his lips.

"Yao Yao, I love you..."

Yan Shaokun closed his eyes and never opened them again.

The stove in the house suddenly fell to the ground, and the scarlet charcoal fire fell on the wood floor, rolling thick black smoke.

Mei Yuan, burned to ashes overnight.

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"Yao Yao!" Yan Shaokun jumped out of bed and sat up, sweating.

He seems to have had a long, long dream, in which the person he cared about most left him forever.

But everything in the dream was so real that he even forgot to beat his heart.

Yan Shaokun looks down at the document in his hand, and his eyes are full of waves.

In the 23rd year of the Republic of China, the winter solstice

Today is Tang Yao's birthday.

Yan Shaokun strode to Meiyuan, but he seemed to have walked for a century where he could reach within a few dozen steps.

The plum garden in my dream was burned out by a big fire, but the plum garden in front of me still appeared intact in front of my eyes.

Yan Shaokun took a deep breath and raised his hand to push the door.

"Cough..." A weak cough came from the room, and the sound was like a blade in Yan Shaokun's heart, which brought a lot of pain.

Is it a dream, or does God pity him and give him a chance to repent?

Yan Shaokun collected the thoughts in his mind and gently pushed the door open.

"Ah Kun, you are back." The woman on the warm Kang looked at herself with a red handkerchief in her hand.

Her eyes are full of bright stars, clear eyes are all their own reflection.

"Well, I'm back." Yan Shaokun choked and held her tightly in his arms.

Tang Yao was obviously stunned, and his little hand in the air was a little embarrassed.

"Ah Kun, you haven't held me for a long time..." She whispered.

Yan Shaokun held her arms tightly, almost to melt her whole body into her own blood.

"Sorry, I'm back, Si Lang is back..." Yan Shaokun's voice trembled uncontrollably.

Tang Yao held his face and saw the mist in his eyes.

"What's the matter with you, ah Kun? What happened? " Her eyes were full of worry and uneasiness.

Yan Shaokun shakes his head and buries his head in her neck socket, trying to absorb the familiar breath from her body.

"I had a dream that you didn't want me anymore..." He acts like a child.

Tang Yao chuckled: "I'm ah Kun's wife. Life and death can only be yours Today is my birthday. Why are you so sad? "Yan Shaokun was wet at the bottom of his heart. He said softly, "this year's birthday gift is me. Do you want it?"

Tang Yao flushed her cheek. She was about to open her mouth, and suddenly a faint red came out of her nose.

She turned pale and quickly picked up a red handkerchief to block it.

"It's on fire every day..." Her eyes were a little dodgy.

Yan Shaokun took the handkerchief in her hand and gently wiped the nosebleed.

"Take good medicine. I'll ask someone to go abroad tomorrow and invite some foreign doctors to come back. I'll take good care of you..." He whispered, holding her in his arms again.

I will never lose you again for the rest of my life.

I will never let go in my life.

I will always, always accompany you.

Until the last moment of life

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