Chapter 57 Farewell

Sending Huangfu away, Su Siman kept fiddling with the candle wick, flicking the flame to the left and to the right. She played with the fragile candle wick aimlessly. The candlelight was almost extinguished by her, and she suddenly saved something and finally stopped.

What Huangfu said before leaving has been hovering in her mind.

She finally understood why it was impossible for her to be with Huangfu Chong, and the confusion of recent days has finally been solved.

It turns out that it is really bloodthirsty.

No wonder Huangfu wants to object. If you marry a daughter-in-law, you can neither have children for Huangfu's family, nor really treat your husband wholeheartedly. What's the use of marrying such a daughter-in-law? It's just a matter of trouble.

If God is destined that they can't be together, why let her meet him? God likes to play tricks on people like this.

If she is destined to be only with Liang Shaojun, why did he hurt her so hard? After so many tragic things have happened, can you still go back?

It's impossible, everything is impossible.

If you promised to leave Yaoyun Villa before, there is more or less a wayward element, but now it has become a willing choice.

Since the acquaintance with Huangfu Chong can't bring him happiness, she should be so far away that he can't find him.

Maybe he will be painful and sad for her departure, but it doesn't matter. Time will smooth everything.

Sometimes it must be in life, and there is no time to force it in life.

She understands this truth.

If you continue to pester it needlessly, you can only hurt each other more deeply and thoroughly. Choosing to let go at the right time is a perfect way.

Lin Yaoyao is a good girl. Most importantly, she likes him. She can put down everything for him. If you marry a wife, you should marry and love yourself. What's more, her family background also matches him very well. When they get married, they are a good match.

She finally doesn't have to make the squeezed thin filling in the sandwich.

This decision made her feel relieved while feeling lost. After all, she is not as chic and open-minded as she thinks.

When the tourmaline came in with the freshly cooked porridge, he found that the master was folding clothes.

"Miss, what are you doing?" Bixi put the porridge on the small table and came over in surprise.

Su Siman didn't look back and still lowered his head to pack his things. "Bixi, you came just in time. Help me pack my luggage."

"Miss, it's so late. Why are you packing?" The tourmaline became more and more surprised.

"Don't ask so much. Pack up tonight. We'll leave early tomorrow morning." Su Siman didn't raise his head, as if he usually said, "Oh, the porridge is ready, where to put it."

The tourmaline stayed there and didn't come to his senses for a long time. After a while, he said sly, "I know, miss, you only ate a little at night. Go and drink that bowl of porridge. I'll do these rough work. The young lady said let's go. The earth is big, and there is always a place where we can settle down.

Su Siman stopped and got up silently. Bixi quickly handed her more than half of the porridge in the blue and white porcelain bowls. Su Siman took it in his hand, lowered his head and smelled it, as if he felt something, with tears in his eyes, and whispered, "Bixi, you treat me very well."

Bixi was rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for things, as if she didn't find anything unusual. She only smiled charmingly and didn't look back: "That's because the young lady treats me well. If I'm ungrateful, it's not as good as a dog."

Raising his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Su Siman slowly paced to the window and looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

The stars of the moon are cries, and the universe is clear. Where is the hometown?

Leaning against the carved wood window lattice, Su Siman quietly looked at the full moon of white jade, and her heart was surging. Looking down, the old willow tree outside the window is full of vitality, growing young buds full of trees, and the willows swaying slightly in the night wind. She sighed and lowered her head and almost drank most of the bowl of porridge in one gulp.

The tourmaline was very sharp, and the clothes of both of them were cleaned up in a short time.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

The tourmaline lay on the floor and slept in Su Siman's room. She kept hearing the young lady turning over and obviously didn't fall asleep. She is not a fool. The young lady suddenly decided to leave Yaoyun Villa, which must have something to do with the visit of Huangfu Zhuangzhu tonight. However, looking at the young lady's appearance, she obviously didn't want to mention this matter again, so she didn't ask much, so as not to make the young lady sad again.

The next day, Su Siman got up early, because the old man Huangfu had not come back yet, so he only said goodbye to Huangfu, and did not disturb the people nearby. He quietly left Yaoyun Villa with Bixi.

On the way, Bixi remembered Huangfu's tone of retention, and finally couldn't help asking, "Did Huangfu Zhuangzhu say anything rude to the young lady last night?"

Su Siman only smiled faintly and did not answer.

Bixi was indignant: "I can't see the young lady being wronged the most. Why do you have to be polite to that kind of person? It's better to just leave."

Su Siman couldn't help laughing and felt that he seemed to have some obsessive-compulsive disorder. Although he didn't like the uncle from the bottom of his heart, he still respected the set of false etiquette of "Even if people treat me ruthlessly, I can't treat others without justice". What is this obsessive-compulsive disorder?

Bixi looked at her young lady puzzledly and became more and more confused: "Miss, what are you laughing at?" Well, won't your brain be stimulated and stupid again?

"It's okay." Breathing the fresh air in the mountains in the morning, Su Siman's depression evacuated a lot.

"Miss, where are we going now?"

"Whichever, wherever you go. Bixi, let's walk around and travel around. Do you think it's good?"

"That's good. In the past, it was rare to have a chance to come out to play in the palace, but this time I can have a good time, and the young lady also happened to relax and change her mood.

"Exact." Su Siman breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction.

"But miss, we don't have much entanglement. What should we do if we spend all the money?" The tourmaline is obviously closer to life than Susman, a romantic.

"Then earn while walking. Difficulties will always pass." Su Siman didn't care at all. His eyes glanced at the green purple butterfly powder all over the mountain, and most of the night was melancholy.

She didn't leave Huangfu Chong with just a few words. Since she decided to leave, she couldn't drag mud and water. The more determined she walked, the better. Since you can't be with him, don't continue to delay him.

Sometimes, her mind is simply whiter than white paper.

After walking for a while, the sun came out, and the two of them walked a little hot. There was a mountain spring on the roadside, and the two decided to take a break.

Su Siman took a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and he could sit firmly on a palm-sized stone.

The tourmaline took a water bag to fetch water.

Su Siman said, "Don't drink water first. Let's drink it later."

The tourmaline hummed, squatted next to the spring and washed the water bag over and over again.

When handing the water bag to Su Siman, Bixi said, "Miss, it's not good for us to wander around like this. Why don't we go back to the palace after playing for a while?"