For the last time, Song Yuan took Rong Ting for a physical examination. Rong Ting was in good health, and the available vaccines had almost been replenished in the past six months. Song Yuan wrote down Rong Ting's height and weight, including head circumference. Doctors praised Rong Ting for his good health, and all the data were standard. It would be the best if he could not be picky eaters.
There was a height chart at home, and Song Yuan wrote down on the wall with red eyes, Gu Gu's six-year-old height.
Rong Ting silently watched her do all this, he sighed softly, went back to his bedroom, and secretly put the diary including the keys she bought for him in her desk drawer, he thought After he leaves, the queen mother should see it.
Song Yuan gave Rong Heng her Buddha statue jade pendant. She still remembered what Rong Ting said to her when she crossed over. Thinking about it now, probably the jade pendant played a protective role, so Rong Ting was unscathed. Rong Heng was seriously injured and almost died.
Song Yuan can accept Rong Ting's return to ancient times and his original position, but she can't accept watching him disappear in front of her eyes. On this day, as usual, she put on makeup and clothes, and hugged Rong Ting Ting, said in a soft tone: "The queen mother has gone out, you have to listen to your father's words at home, and be obedient."
She acted as if she was going out to work, as if... she could see him when she came back.
Rong Ting changed into an ancient costume, he clenched his fists, with a look of reluctance on his face, but he still nodded vigorously, "Well, I will listen to my father, I will eat well and grow up well, even if I don't like vegetables, I will Eat more or less, try not to read at night, and protect your eyes."
During this period of time, it's not that Rong Ting didn't think about staying here, but the books that can be seen everywhere in the house are all pulling his heart.
He wants to be a good emperor, an emperor who makes the people less miserable.
Empress, I'm sorry, but as a son of man, I can't be filial by my mother's side.
Song Yuan held back all her tears, she smiled, "Will you remember the way back?"
Rong Ting nodded, "I remember."
"That's good." Song Yuan pursed her lips, "I will live a happy life, and when you come back, let's be together again."
She lied to the court.
She felt that she would never fall in love with others again in this life, nor would she marry and have children again.
The father and son sent her to the elevator, and Rong Heng suddenly took two keys from his pocket and handed them to her, and said in a deep voice: "This one is the key to my current residence, and this one is the key to the study, I left it for you. If you have time, you can go and have a look."
Song Yuan took the two keys and gave a low acknowledgment.
She walked into the elevator, and as the elevator door closed slowly, she could no longer control herself, sobbing with her hands over her mouth, she was afraid that Rong Ting would hear her crying.
Some people say that all the love in the world is for getting together, but the love of parents only points to separation.
She didn't understand what it meant when she read it back then, but now she vaguely understands it.
After all, she was just a passer-by in Rong Ting's magnificent life.
If she can't be with him, don't hold him back.
What Song Yuan didn't know was that after the elevator door closed, Rong Ting stared blankly at the door, weeping silently, Rong Heng squatted down, hugged him in his arms, and patted him clumsily and gently back, her voice was a little choked up, "Okay, we have our things to do, and she has her own life, Rong Ting, don't cry."
The person who coaxed his son not to cry also burst into tears.
"Father, I hate you."
"OK."
***
Song Yuan was wandering aimlessly on the street, and finally accidentally touched the keys in his pocket. After thinking about it, he stopped a car and went to Rong Heng's residence.
When she took the key and opened the door, it seemed that what came to her was his unique aura.
Sniffing carefully, in fact, there is no smell at all. The furnishings and decoration in this room are very deserted, just like him. There was almost no trace of dust in the living room. She changed her shoes and walked all the way to the door of his study. The door of the study was tightly closed. She took out the key and opened the door. The desk was piled up in front of her eyes. The calligraphy and paintings that have been mounted and rolled up are almost piled up into a hill.
When she came to the desk, she vaguely knew that this was what he said he would leave for her.
She hesitated to pick up one of the scrolls of calligraphy and painting, slowly unrolled, and slowly saw the woman in the painting.
There are a total of twenty-three paintings here, all of which are of her.
There is her wearing a cloak standing under the plum blossoms, there is her sulking on a stone bench, and there is also her kicking a shuttlecock...
The painter seems to have kept all her expressions and expressions firmly in mind. For some reason, tears came out of her eyes and dripped on the painting.
This is what he left to her, she seems to understand and understand those five years of missing. At this moment, she suddenly felt that those things that separated them back then seemed very small. All the resentment and blame are insignificant.
She seems to have returned to the past. At the beginning, she liked him so purely and simply. She liked him so much that she wanted to stay with him forever, and she liked him so much that she was willing to endure hardships. Didn't she love her later? If she didn't love her, how could Rong Ting exist? If she didn't love her, how could Rong Ting be born? If you don't love, what is the heartache at this moment
She stayed in this study for a long time, and when she rolled up all these paintings and was about to put them away, she found a piece of paper under the photo frame beside her.
At first she thought it was for her, so she picked it up and saw the familiar handwriting. After reading the beginning, she realized that the letter was not for her, but for that Mrs. Xie of.
The content of the letter is very simple, just say that if Mrs. Xie can read this letter, please read it.
Rong Heng introduced his background with a few pens. At the end of the letter, he wrote: You once asked me if I had any wish or request. Now that Xie Heng is dead, I only hope to keep my wife safe for the rest of my life. .
Song Yuan lowered his head and burst into tears.
***
Later, after returning home, Song Yuan also found the diary that Rong Ting had left for her. This kid doesn't like writing diaries very much, and the level of perfunctory content in it makes people laugh—
On Monday, it rained lightly.
My mother asked me to start a diary to write down happy or unhappy things every day. My mood is like this every day, neither good nor bad. In fact, it's not that I don't like singing. I secretly sang a few lines in the bathroom, and it was really unpleasant. And I can't sing the songs here either. The chicken wings made by my mother today are still delicious.
On Friday, the weather was fine.
I doubt that the father has lost his memory, but I have no evidence, but I will definitely find evidence.
On Sunday, the weather turned cloudy.
La la la la la la la la la, still not happy, or not happy, so be it! The lipstick my mother put on today is really ugly, but I can't tell the truth, I can only say it looks good.
Wednesday, cloudy.
I hate my father! ! ! Hate! ! ! The father is insidious, cunning and cunning, and the mother is not his opponent. The father seems to want me to help speak well in front of the mother, which is impossible! Liars don't deserve anyone's favor!
Tuesday, the weather is fine.
I can't understand the relationship between the emperor father and the queen mother more and more, forget it, it has nothing to do with me. in spite of.
On Thursday, it rained heavily.
Women are really troublesome, including the queen mother, why can shopping for hours? It's amazing if they don't get tired. I will never go shopping with another woman in my life. No one can make me compromise, except my mother.
Turning to the end, it was a poem written by Rong Ting. He wrote down a sentence with a pencil: I did not write this poem. The Taifu once said that I am not good at poetry. I admit it, but I like this poem very much. , because that's what I thought.
"You asked me what I was doing before I was born. I replied that I was choosing a mother in the sky. When I saw you, I thought you were very good. I wanted to be your child, but I felt that I might not have that luck. Unexpectedly, the next morning, I had In your stomach."
Seeing this, Song Yuan first raised the corners of his mouth, and then held the diary against his chest, crying uncontrollably.
She is not a good mother at all! She only brought him into this world, and spent so little time with him. For a person like her to have such a good child, she must have saved the galaxy in her previous life.
What to do, Gu Gu, the queen mother may never want to have a child other than you in this life.
Besides you, the queen mother doesn't want to be anyone else's mother.
***
Under the arrangement of her parents, Song Yuan chose to go abroad to relax. She had lost a lot of weight during this period, and she felt very sad when she saw the clothes left by Rong Ting every day. She promised him that she would laugh and not cry when thinking of him. It has been a few months since Rong Ting left, and Song Yuan's mood has gradually calmed down a lot. She has been to many places, met many people, and met many new friends. There are also people who like her and pursue her, but she found that Rong Heng has fulfilled her wish, she seems to have no way to fall in love with others anymore, every time someone says they like her, she always thinks of him, time is too powerful, it washes away all unhappiness, now she recalls when he came , All she can think of are beautiful and happy things.
There will never be anyone who loves her like him. They say that they will be hurt for a hundred days. She thinks, after so many things, after being born with cramps and bones, will she get better in this life
It's just that, whether it's good or not, she has to live seriously and happily. This is the wish of the two people she loves, isn't it
During this time abroad, she accidentally discovered a novel.
This novel is very popular. Last year, it was filmed and broadcast in the form of an online drama. It also caused a lot of discussion on Weibo. She also discovered it by accident. The story between Rong Heng.
She saw the ending of the book while she was on a train abroad.
There are two extra episodes in total, and one extra episode is written by the hero and heroine's son, who is the eunuch's surveillance role next to the prince.
The prince misses his biological mother, Empress Rende very much, and when he is bored, he will go to Queen Rende's Kunning Palace and stay alone, and sometimes he will stay overnight in Kunning Palace, which is unreasonable Yes, it's a pity that this crown prince is the only son under the emperor's knee. The emperor trusts and loves him very much. If the emperor doesn't say anything, who would dare to nag in front of this prince
None of the ministers in the court knew that when the crown prince was still in his infancy, Empress Rende died of illness. If the child misses the empress mother, can they stop it
The prince is not good at poetry, and most of the poems he wrote are related to Empress Rende.
Once the prince was ill, and it was also the empress who called his mother in his sleep. His Majesty the Emperor watched over him all night. The eunuchs quietly found that when the prince called his mother, his majesty buried his head in the quilt, shrugged his shoulders, and seemed to be Cried.
For the supreme father and son, one misses his mother and the other misses his wife.
The strangest thing is that His Majesty the Emperor gave the prince a little milk dog, and the prince actually named it Durian and loved it very much.
When Song Yuan saw this, there was a deep smile in his eyes. She knew that when this kid went back, he would definitely miss everything here, including the durian.
Now thinking of Rong Ting again, she was able to calm down.
How wonderful, she saw in the book that her child has indeed grown up healthily.
Another episode is about His Majesty the Emperor.
His Majesty the Emperor was diligent in political affairs and never stepped into the harem. When His Highness the Crown Prince was thirteen years old, he fell ill from overwork and died of illness at the age of thirty-seven. After his death, he was buried with Empress Rende. Some people praised that before His Majesty ascended the throne, his calligraphy and painting were unparalleled in the world, but for some reason, after the death of Empress Rende, he never wrote poems or paintings again.
At the age of thirty-seven…
Song Yuan's eyes blurred when he saw this, did he die at the age of thirty-seven? why? Didn't he love his own body
Originally, Song Yuan thought that she was about to accept the ending of life and death, and thought that her mood was about to calm down, but at this moment, she was still feeling bored and flustered, her heart seemed to be caught by someone, twitching.
Song Yuan was upset and confused on the streets of a foreign country. She didn't even know when it started to rain.
After she regained her senses, she walked quickly to a roof and squatted down. She looked at the puddle quietly and blankly. When it rained, she seemed to be able to clearly feel the passage of time.
She doesn't know when or where this journey will end.
Didn't you say that you should live a good life even if you are not in the same time and space? Why did you leave at such a young age
I don't know how long it took, when she was looking at the ground in a daze, a pair of black leather shoes appeared in her sight, very close to her, she raised her head subconsciously, the man was holding an umbrella, he was very handsome, That head of white hair was particularly conspicuous, his eyes met, he smiled gently, "Long time no see."