Chapter 653

The whole mulberry garden changed into a new green overnight, which must be said to be a miracle.

Lifelong flower made a decisive decision and revised the final scheme to avoid the construction party damaging these newly grown saplings in the garden at the end of the project.

Hu Xing, as the main investor of the mulberry garden, got the news at the first time. When she saw the new green in the garden, she was surprised and couldn't close her mouth. She even asked how her lifelong flower did it.

The flower didn't know what was going on all her life. She only vaguely felt that these trees had something to do with the man. But she didn't want to mention the man's name or turn over the stone that had sunk into the bottom of her heart. She stood by the lake. The lake was clear but could not see the bottom. Only the reflected blue sky and white clouds were deep and distant.

Hu Xing saw her mind and probably guessed that the change here had something to do with some magical person. She could not bear to mention his name, so as not to destroy the surface calm.

Over the years, she has seen more and more life flowers, saw her changes day by day, and learned more and more about this woman.

Since the bar was closed, the ferocious man and woman disappeared. Although she was still dressed in a neutral dress, she no longer exuded that fierce strength, just like the proud plum blossoming in the cold wind when thorns softened thorns.

Every morning, she went to clean the man's room; Every evening, she would look up under the willow; Every night, she looked up at the stars on the roof... Day after day, the light in her eyes converged little by little; Her back was bent little by little; Her short hair showed white silk bit by bit; Little by little, the wind and frost condensed on her face... Her heart finally returned to peace, as calm as the frozen lake.

The ice is not cold and unseen. Only people feel calm, calm to death, as if there is no possibility of melting.

Hu Xing knows that there is still warmth under the ice, but it needs a person and an opportunity to hook up. Once hooked up, it may be a raging fire. It's a pity that the man hasn't come back, and the warmth is hidden deeper and deeper, becoming imperceptible.

Hu Xing was a little distressed at the appearance of lifelong flowers.

It's only more than five years, but it seems that fifty years have passed!

A person's old age is really not just determined by years. The human heart is like paper. It has burned into ashes with the body, and the dead ash can be burned again?!

She remembered that she had been infatuated with the man and worried about his disappearance, but this was not all of her. With the passage of time, her life continued... Inherited the family business, operated the industry and gradually corrupted in the circle of wealth aggregation... She polished her edges and corners in the millstone of society, And the man's appearance gradually blurred in her heart.

Compared with the woman in front of her, a sense of shame rose from the bottom of her heart.

"Sister Hua..." Hu Xing hesitated and took out an invitation from her handbag. "I'm getting married."

The lifelong flower took the invitation and trembled invisibly between her fingers. She smiled and said, "Congratulations!"

……

During the National Day holiday, the wedding of Hu Xing and Shi Dazhuang was held in the most luxurious resort in Wuzhong. At that time, the woods in the mulberry garden had grown quite large.

When I was a sapling, I was not sure what kind of tree it was. After inviting forestry experts to see it, they all said it was a mulberry, and it was an ancient tree species, which was different from the improved mulberry varieties often planted in Jiangnan. The Forestry Bureau asked to pull out a plant for seedling research, but found that the roots under the dozens of Mu mulberry forest were all connected together, as if they all came from the same tree.

I remembered the roots of the old willow tree all my life. As early as before the demolition of Liuying lane, people from the garden and Culture Bureau came to test it and said that the underground here was full of old tree roots.

She knew that it used to be a mulberry tree here. After burning it, she transplanted the willow by the lake to become what it is now. It seemed that the mulberry tree was not dead, and the roots underground were still alive. For some reason, they all came out at this time.

It's just that the old willow doesn't look very good.

Since many trees grew around, it seemed that the nutrients in the land had been absorbed by them, the bark began to crack, the leaves began to turn yellow and wither, and the branches began to fall off.

She spent her whole life thinking of many ways to water, fertilize and eliminate insects, but with little success. She knew it was old and finally gave up. No one can resist the day, the wind and frost.

The old willow is old, but the new willow by the lake grows up quickly, much faster than those mulberry seedlings. In just a few months, it grew to a bowl with a thick mouth and more than three meters high. It stood gracefully, with soft but not weak thin wickers hanging down, swaying in the wind and taking a slim look in the water.

In winter, the situation of the old willow becomes more and more unsatisfactory. Large pieces of bark fall off, and the willow branches almost fall off and become bare. Only some thick branches spread in all directions and cast a black silhouette in the sky.

For the first time in hundreds of years, it has lost its verdant appearance and the green symbol of life.

The lifelong flower stood in front of the tree, as if it had aged several years at once.

……

At the end of the year, she attended another wedding.

Yao Jingjing and Hou Biao are married.

Hou Biao still can't remember the past, but the brain damage has been repaired. After the doctor's confirmation, in addition to amnesia, he is already a normal person.

Compared with the luxury of Hu Xing's wedding banquet, their wedding can be described as simple, but the couple's happiness can be transmitted to the guests more closely.

Hou Biao was wearing a suit and his shiny head shone like a light bulb on himself and Yao Jingjing around him. His face showed childlike shyness, but the bride looked generous. When she took his hand through the arch, she smiled more brightly than the flowers decorating the arch.

All her life, Hua calmly attended the wedding. After listening to the host's nagging opening, she watched a couple exchange rings, move their lips, say a blessing that only she could hear, and then silently quit the banquet hall.

She did not attend the subsequent dinner and returned to the mulberry garden. The setting sun at dusk renders a misty golden yellow in the mulberry forest in winter.

She found that the skin of the old willow had all been stripped off, but the trunk inside did not seem dead, but condensed a layer of transparent liquid like resin. Some new leaf buds sprouted from the trunk and twigs, and burst out the color of life against the cold winter wind.

She's sure it's not an illusion.

In the twelfth lunar month, the layer of transparent liquid condensed on the tree was completely dried up and turned into yellow and black bark. More leaf buds grow, more pieces of paper stretch, and more leaves turn green in the wind.

Lifelong flower is sure that it is not the skin of the willow, nor the leaves of the willow. After repeated observation, she confirmed that the old willow had turned into a mulberry tree after the old skin and branches had fallen off. It turns out that it has always been a mulberry heart wrapped under the skin of the willow.

The new willow by the lake is growing taller. Perhaps Lao Liu's mission was completed, and his soul returned to the lake to grow again.

On New Year's Eve, it snowed heavily.

Worried that the old mulberry and the new bark could not stand the cold all her life, she picked up two straw mats and came to the mulberry tree with an umbrella. She put her umbrella aside, put up a straw mat, circled the thick tree, and tied it with a straw rope. She did not dare to tie the ground too tightly, for fear that the new bark could not withstand rubbing, and did not dare to tie it too loose, even if the northwest wind blew away the mat one day.

The wind and snow filled her eyes. Large snowflakes fell on her already white head, on her slightly bent back, and piled up a thin layer of white snow clothes.

Suddenly, she felt as if the snow had stopped.

She brushed the snow on her arm, wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, looked up and saw a black umbrella on her head.

She suddenly turned around and saw the man standing opposite her - dressed in an old gray windbreaker, his left hand in his trouser pocket, his right hand holding an umbrella, the pull board on his feet deep in the snow, and a black bird parked on the head of the messy chicken nest.

It was surrounded by quiet snow.

The body of lifelong flower solidified instantly, like a frozen iceman, and some things buried deep in the bottom of my heart were ready to move with the heat flow of blood. Finally, I couldn't help surging, gushing out two lines of clear tears and melting the frost on my face

"Are you back?"

"I'm back."

……

Firecrackers sounded in the distance, and the new year was about to begin.