A thunder sounded in the sky, and heavy rain was about to fall from the top of the dark clouds.

Yanzhi ran aimlessly all the way, her heart was so painful that it was almost suffocating to death, but she didn't want to stop for a moment. She wanted to escape from what she said in her old dream. She wanted to go back to ask Su Mu, and she wanted to listen to him!

She would not believe it, she did not believe in her life or what Gu Mengli said.

The towering sky tree made the rouge look like an ant, and it stumbled to the ground by the dead trees falling from behind.

The thunder rolling in the woods came into my ears and felt a stinging pain. There was a vast forest around me, and I couldn't tell the direction clearly.

Mrs. Sun finally caught up with Yanzhi. When she saw her again, she was as confused as a child, as if she was immersed in her own world. She looked like crazy and was almost crazy. She hurriedly stepped forward to help her and called out worriedly: "Young grandma..."

Yanzhi fell to the ground and couldn't even get up. She grabbed Sun's hand, as if she had only vented but not inhaled. Her voice was weak and far away in the huge thunder, with a faint stubbornness, "Take me back."

Before the carriage arrived outside the mansion, it rained heavily in the sky. When the carriage arrived outside the mansion, Mrs. Sun hurried, took the umbrella handed over the servant, and held Yanzhi's head and helped her get off the carriage.

Yanzhi couldn't stand the wind, and now it was so heavy that even if she didn't get it, she was trembling with coldness, and her two rows of thin white teeth kept trembling up and down.

After entering the room, he couldn't hold on and was drowsy. He wanted to look for Su Mu, but heard from his servants that he was going out to find her again.

Yanzhi felt exhausted, afraid that she would fall asleep again, so she quickly bit her tongue and woke up slightly after the bite was bleeding.

She sat by the door and watched the rain outside, waiting quietly for Su Mu.

Not long after this time, Su Mu came back and walked slowly from the rainy night, and was soaked in the rain. When she looked at her, she seemed to feel extremely disgusted and troubled, and even resentful.

The thorn in Gu Mengli was buried too deep, and she didn't believe it, but she couldn't help but think in her heart, he saw if it was because she went there that he had a quarrel with Gu Mengli.

Su Mu walked through the rain a few steps to the eaves. His emotions on his face had been much more restrained. He showed a far-fetched smile. He slowly squatted down and looked at her with great sincerity: "I brought the child from Gu Yunli. Gu Mengli said that he couldn't afford to raise that child, so he brought it over for us to raise..." He was slightly stuck in his words, as if he was considering a sentence. After a moment, he said: "He is a son, very young, very similar to... Gu Yunli."

Yanzhi looked at him for a long time, and her eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent. She knew that she would not misjudgment the person. How could her Su Mu do such a thing?

Gu Mengli is really ridiculous, and such a lie is also uttered.

Seeing her smile like this, Su Mu smiled slightly.

While speaking, the sound of babies crying in the magnificent rain came from the sound of the rain, which was extremely light and crisp.

The wet nurse walked out from the corridor with a small ball of cloth in her hand, walked in front of her and carefully placed the baby in her swaddled into Yanzhi's arms.

It's really small, only a little bit big, and Yanzhi feels soft when she holds it in her arms, as if she's afraid that she will crush him if she's too strong.

He seemed to have no strength to cry, and when he got into Yanzhi's arms, he couldn't cry anymore. She lowered her head and looked at the baby carefully.

As the smile in her eyes slowly faded, she was too familiar with her eyebrows and eyes, and she looked so similar to the person in front of her.

Su Mu stared at the child for a long time, stretched out his slender fingers and gently tapped the baby's soft and tender cheeks, and asked in a low voice: "Does it look like it?"

Yanzhi looked up at Su Mu, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and her fair white face blew open like ink paintings. The crystal clear rain was sliding down her eyebrows and eyes, making her look even more confusing.

She couldn't help but chuckle out loud. She was sick, not blind. Now he is coaxing her like a blind man. Isn't this a funny thing?

Yanzhi's lips were slightly pursed, and water appeared in her eyes. She couldn't even speak. She couldn't even get angry, and she didn't even have the energy to see him.

She looked at Su Mu for a long time and finally spoke softly, with another meaning in her words, "Su Mu, I'm tired..."

Upon hearing this, the wet nurse hurriedly picked up the baby in Yanzhi's hand. Yanzhi held the door and got up into the house. She ignored Su Mu's hand and reached out to support her, then went into the house and closed the door.

As soon as she closed the door, a series of tears fell from Yanzhi's extremely desperate face. She quickly turned around and pressed her body against the door.

She slowly slid on the ground like she was hollowed out, covering her face with trembling hands, but she didn't dare to cry out loud, so she could only cry in a silence. She didn't want him to hear it, for fear of losing her dignity.

But for a moment, there was no sound outside the door. The person left clean, leaving only thunder outside and the sound of rain.

Yanzhi finally couldn't help but cry, and the heavy rain outside covered up all the crying.

She became more and more hysterical, and she felt a burst of pain in her chest. She pressed her chest tightly and felt unable to breathe.

Suddenly a warm liquid flowed down the tip of his nose, and a drop of bright red blood fell on the hem of the dark-colored skirt, like a flower blooming, drop after drop, dripping more and more.

Yanzhi hurriedly reached out to cover her nose, but the blood flowed more and more, and the palms filled her hands.

She wiped more and more, and suddenly realized something slightly, and slowly stopped and put her hand in front of her eyes. Looking at the blood all over her palms, tears in her eyes dripping with a bitter smile.

It is clearly written in his poor life that Gu gave birth in his dream. Su Mu's wife was depressed and she was so angry that she died all day long.

Yanzhi remembered it very clearly because she liked He Pu very much. She thought she was pitiful and paid more attention. She happened to die at the beginning of the pear blossoms and at the best age.

Yanzhi remembered that time, and it was February now, and it was not a few days before this time.

Yanzhi felt dizzy for a moment, and the feeling of being terminally ill suddenly came.

So that's it. She changed her fate against the will of heaven and changed her fate to help Su Mu avoid a disaster, but she had already become the person in the play...

As expected, people cannot do evil. She is so evil and goes against her original intention but has such a result. How can she not be angry?

After that day, Yanzhi became more and more sleepy, and the time she woke up every day could not even make up for an hour.

Fang Waizi prescribed a lot of medicine for her, and when she woke up, she wanted to drink medicine, and her whole body seemed to be soaked in medicine.

As time gets closer, Yanzhi can't even eat much rice, and she loses weight all of her body. She looks very big when wearing the clothes that are originally very fit, and her waist is empty and can get into someone else.

Mrs. Sun felt more and more distressed when she saw it. Her young master was not seen all day long, and she was like she was caught in the eyes of money. She kept talking and was like a yellow and white thing, as if she was crazy.

Yanzhi leaned against Su Mu's shoulder and looked at the falling pear blossoms, opened her lips slightly and asked softly: "Does the pear blossoms bloom when they part?"

Su Mu stopped and looked at her slowly after hearing this. After a long time, he asked softly: "Yanzhi, can you wait for me?"

Yanzhi's consciousness was already in a daze. He heard this and forced himself to cheer up. He opened his eyes and looked at him for a long time. He smiled very seriously: "I'd better not, I don't want to walk with someone like you on the road to Huangquan. It's dark and there is no light. It's too difficult to leave..."

At the end of the conversation, Yanzhi's voice became lighter and lighter, as if she was muttering softly, and her consciousness gradually blurred.

A drop of water fell down in the distance, just as the hour of 1000.

Yanzhi slowly closed her eyes and slowly broke her breath. Her hand holding Su Mu's shoulders hung down weakly, and lay in Su Mu's arms as if she was asleep.

The author has something to say: Note: The leaking pot is also called leaking carving. It is an instrument that used the amount of water to measure time in ancient times.
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