Chapter 312

Every day after school, she would come to see the sapling for the first time, and carefully watered it to catch insects. She was afraid to die if it was watered too much, or withered if it was not watered down.

Under her careful care, the tree survived, and grew better and better day by day, and later grew to the size of the wrist.

On the 18th birthday, she and Gu Jinchen carved their names on the tree, and Gu Jinchen added the words "always together" at the back.

At that time, she really thought they would be together forever, get married, have children, work together, wash and cook.

In his 60s, he will still love her and spoil her.

She thought that in the past few years after she left, there was no one to take care of it. She was very likely to die. She didn't expect to be alive. Her vitality was really exuberant.

She walked forward a few steps, the bold tree body, engraved that line of characters is still, did not expect that after so many years, these words still exist.

A man's voice came from his ear: "you still remember here."

Here, is their two people's common memories.

She closed her eyes, lowered her eyes, and covered her eyelids with long, dark eyelashes: "I'm just walking around."

I didn't come here specially, I didn't come to see this pomegranate tree, and I didn't miss the past.

Gu Jinchen walked forward two steps, stood side by side with her, and looked at the fruit bearing tree in front of her: "in the three years since you left, no one has eaten these pomegranates, so I let Mama Zhang pick them and send them away."

She is the only one in the Shen family who likes to eat pomegranate, and the taste was raised in Wuzhen.

Shen Youran is silent.

Gu Jinchen picked two pomegranates from the bent branches and handed them to her. She looked at the big red pomegranate in his hand and pressed her lips tightly, which turned white because of too much force.

She has not reached out to pick up, Gu Jinchen into her hand: "taste it, maybe there is the taste of Wuzhen."

Mention Wuzhen, her eyes a little sour, clenched the things in her hands, silent turned away.

Looking at the back of her leaving in the setting sun, Gu Jinchen's eyes darkened. He turned to look at the pomegranate tree, which was rendered orange by the setting sun, and gave a sad smile.

He raised his hand and stroked the names inscribed on the tree. The words on the tree were not blurred with the passage of time, but became more and more clear.

That's because in the past three years, on the day of her birthday, he would come here to carve the handwriting again.

Every moment a knife, he will silently read in his heart: Youyou, waiting for me to pick you up.

……

Shen Youran walks back along the blue stone path to the living room. Shen shuna and their video chat have ended.

Tang Huiru saw two red pomegranates in her hand, and said with a smile, "I still like to eat this as before. You and Jinchen planted them before..." Realizing that she had said something wrong, she paused. "After eating, I'll ask Mama Zhang to pick some more for you and take them back to eat slowly."

"It used to be like eating." She hasn't eaten this food for a long time, and even the taste of it can't remember.

Mother Zhang came out of the kitchen: "madam, you can have dinner."

"I'll call them." Shen Youran put the pomegranate into the fruit plate, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and then went to the chess and card room.

Ji Jinchuan and Shen Yaoting are still playing chess, and the battle on the chessboard is fierce. Judging from the situation, Ji Jinchuan has the upper hand. Shen Yaoting has to think about it for a while every step.

Ji Jinchuan held her cold hand: "where did you go?"

"To pick pomegranates." She said with an open smile and a shallow arc around her mouth, "it's time to eat."

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