Chapter 166



Chapter 166

She slept very soundly. When she woke up, it was already bright outside. The warm sunlight shone on her through the curtains. There was a big Buddha's hand on the bedside, and she could smell its fragrance.

He didn't leave, she was very happy, and said coquettishly in his arms: "When are you going out?"

"I'll be out later."

She was lost in thought in his arms.

What I fear most is thinking about the past like yesterday, and waking up alone in the morning. Those thoughts are also scary. Fortunately, he didn’t leave early today.

Even though she couldn't sleep, she didn't get up and just kept pestering him. The sweet and soft cricket pupa in her arms, the two soft balls rubbing against his chest.

Holding him in my arms, he really was like a kitten, I loved him so much.

He kissed her lips a few times, and she seemed to be much better and not so sad.

"Go out for a walk, don't stay at home all the time."

"I don't want to go out."

After staying together for a while, the little girl said outside the door that there was a phone call.

He went downstairs to answer the phone, came back, and packed up to leave.

She grabbed his arm, whimpered, and said, "Go out."

"good."

In the afternoon, someone delivered a small box containing several bronze artifacts.

She remembered that she had said a few days ago that she wanted to buy some imitation bronze flower arrangements in the near future. He said he had a few in the warehouse and asked her to see if they were useful.

She pulled out two small bronze tripods, one square with animal-face patterns and the other round with cloud and thunder patterns. They were just the right size to place on the table. She placed a small white chrysanthemum in one and a small □□ in the other.

This kind of ancient bronze ware looks beautiful when placed with such simple and elegant flowers.

When he came back he asked for one to be placed on the table in his study.

It took her a while to realize that they weren't fakes, but genuine. No wonder they looked so good.

It was another boring day, and she couldn't do anything today. At times like this, finding a book she liked and had read many times could not only pass the time, but also not be too tiring. It was another way to relax.

Fortunately, he was at home all morning, otherwise she would have been alone with her thoughts. He was the one who asked her to remember the past yesterday.

At least she didn't sleep too much during the day. When he didn't come back at night, she ate something simple and lay down on the bed, taking in the fragrance of bergamot, chrysanthemum and peony, and soon fell asleep.

"It's so warm in the south. They're still wearing windbreakers at this time of year, but back home they're already wearing cotton-padded jackets. There's no chance to wear windbreakers year-round." She was holding a pink peony flower and saw someone selling Buddha's hands in baskets on the street. She said, "This is so beautiful! Is it grown here?"

"This isn't the original place of origin. Buddha's hands are probably produced in Guangzhou or Zhejiang."

"We're here." They arrived in front of a cafe.

She smiled and said, "It's easy to find. This trip went really smoothly. I didn't take any detours at all. This has never happened before."

He laughed and said, "You are such a directionally challenged person, yet you didn't take the wrong path."

"I said, 'I think I know these roads. I came here once by train when I was in school, and I think the places here are easy to find. But I was in a hurry to leave, and I came too early, so the store wasn't open yet.'"

Wang Jiazhi was vaguely woken up by someone. She opened her eyes hazily and saw him coming back. She thought she was dreaming and put her arms around his arms.

It took her a while to wake up and see him sitting next to her. It was already dark and quiet. It must be late at night.

"Why don't you change your clothes?"

He said, "Let's go out and watch the fireworks."

"Um?"

Snowflakes began to drift outside the car window halfway through the journey, and she had no idea where she was. When the car stopped under a large plum tree, she could already see fireworks going off in the sky.

Amidst the dazzling fireworks, snowflakes mixed with plum blossom petals drifted down. Amid the sound of the fireworks, she seemed to hear the sound of falling snow and plum blossoms.

"It's so beautiful. Why are there fireworks today?"

"Today is New Year's Eve, don't you know?"

"Oh my god, I don't know."

She has had no concept of any festivals for many years.

She remembered that she had fallen into a drowsy sleep at that time, and he had gently woken her up in the same way, saying, "Get up and watch the fireworks."

She and he stood by the window, watching the dazzling fireworks outside. Only then did she realize that, even in this room, she was experiencing the feeling of a past life and a present life.

She rested her head on his shoulder, watching the falling plum blossom fireworks in the snow outside, feeling at peace.

They seemed to be covered in a glass cover, the light of fireworks reflected on them, snowflakes and falling plum blossoms passed in front of them. Their world was isolated from the outside world, and they only lived in this warm and suffocating little space with each other.

A few fallen leaves fell on the roof of the car. The heavy, dry and crisp sound of the falling leaves gave her a heavy sense of peace at this moment.

When she got back, she asked, "How did you know there was such a big plum tree here?"

He smiled helplessly and said, "I need to know all the roads here."

She thought it was right; people in their line of work probably had to be very familiar with the terrain. She just had a terrible problem with directions.

"I heard there's a huge plum tree in a temple. It was planted during the reign of Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty. It's over a thousand years old, and I don't know what it looks like."

He said, "That's a white plum tree. Its branches are very long and thin, and covered with moss. It looks like it has cultivated for thousands of years and has become a spirit."

She thought about the appearance of the plum blossoms. There were many places she wanted to go in her life, but it was impossible.

When they got back, she nestled in his arms and quickly fell asleep. She looked much better now.

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