"If you have nothing to do, just accompany me to walk in the garden."
"… to which garden?"
"The garden with lilies"
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There is a bunch of lilies in the vase.
I sat here in the morning and stared at them unblinkingly. Even Laura brought her breakfast and didn’t look away.
"Miss" Luo Yi bent down to look at flowers like me. "Do you see anything?"
"Well …" I nodded and then shook my head. "No"
Luo Yi straightened up and looked at me strangely. "You’ve been looking at this bottle of flowers for three days, and you can see from the bud that it’s almost withered. Haven’t you seen enough?"
I sighed and stood up slowly.
"Lori, do you think flowers grow feet?"
Laura meaning ash ash mumbling replied "never heard of …"
"Yes-"
I went to the table and took a sip of bird’s nest porridge.
"I haven’t heard of it either" \
But mother, I was sick and died when I was twelve years old. At that time, Qingyu and Qingyang were sad and crying, but I didn’t.
Li Jiaoyang admired me very much. She said, "It’s really rare to have such a hard heart as you!"
I am not.
Ms. Qi Ruxin has loved me for 12 years, and I love her, but loving someone doesn’t have to be measured by the amount of tears shed. There is a portrait of her hanging on the south wall of my room. There is a incense burner and a futon incense burner, of course, but the futon is a cushion when I come to talk to her.
Every month, I always sit on a futon and talk to my mother in the painting for several times. Sometimes I just sit in the middle of the night without saying anything, and I can sit in the middle of the night. In the first three months after my mother died, I stayed like this almost every day, and I quickly told my father that I was going crazy.
Dad dragged me out of the house, and I looked at him without saying a word. He hugged me and called her desperately, but he didn’t let me go for a long time, just like holding a mother who was about to die.
I don’t think it’s necessary to say, "Dad, I guess that’s how you strangled Mom."
Dad made me cry when I heard it suddenly. I sighed and poured a cup of tea. I sat down and said to the three men in the house, "I’m just sitting inside and reading."
The three men suddenly looked at each other.
After that, no one cares how long I stay in the room and what I do.
Just like tonight
After dusk, I asked Liu Yan to order the chef to cook dinner early, and then I came into the room alone ―― I had something to do.
Lock the window and pull out a box from the closet and twist it carefully … There is a thick book in it. I knocked it over to a middle page and wrote a few lines on the polished ink and pen surface.
While writing, I remembered the news I heard these days.
"Luo Guifei’s younger brother killed Wang Guifei’s maiden servant …"
"Four Empresses hung …"
"Princess Wu Sun, who is far away from home, is going back to China …"