It was lunch time, and Ouyang Xu drove by a supermarket and bought some vegetables before going home.

Only this time, what he returned to was not the small apartment where he usually lived, but the villa in Qianhu Garden.

Qianhu Garden is the leading ultra-luxury villa park in Binjiang City. It has garden-style buildings and is all single-family villas. Each villa covers a large area. If you look at your own home, you can hardly see the so-called neighbors.

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Ouyang Xu bought this villa before returning to China, and he also invited the big boss of the real estate company to help him design and decorate it himself.

However, after buying it and returning to China, this was the first time he went to his villa, probably because today was his wedding day and he needed to celebrate or commemorate it.

Driving into the gate of the villa, you will see a beautiful and quiet lake. On the water is a nine-curved corridor. In the center of the lake is an exquisite pavilion, named Youran Pavilion, taken from Tao Yuanming's poem: Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely

Jian Nanshan. The reason why Ouyang Xu used this name was because after learning this poem, Qiao Mo liked it very much and called himself You Ran Ke.

There is a rockery built by the lake, with gurgling water pouring down. The sound of the water is graceful and graceful. Under the rockery, there is a lotus leaf. Summer has passed, the lotus has withered, and only fields of green leaves are left.

On another part of the lake, there is a small boat parked. You can enjoy the cool weather in summer and also go boating on the lake.

Ouyang Xu parked the car and carried the vegetables he bought directly into the villa from the underground garage.

The decoration inside the villa is exquisite and graceful. At a casual glance, you can see some antique decorations, but they are not completely antique. They are perfectly combined with the modern decoration style, which is quite artistic.

However, upon closer inspection and reflection, the decoration style of this villa is very similar to the Qiao family's house in Jiangnan.

Because Ouyang Xu knew very well that although Qiao Mo lived in Binjiang, she was very homesick and nostalgic for every plant, tree, mountain and water in the south of the Yangtze River, so the scenery in the garden was very much in the style of a garden in the south of the Yangtze River.

Perhaps because he was very hungry, Ouyang Xu went straight to the kitchen without taking a second look at the house where he was almost visiting for the first time.

This place was renovated before he returned to China. Although Shen Junze was not in good condition at that time, Ouyang Xu still had some hope in his heart. He hoped that after Shen Junze regained consciousness, he could legitimately stay with Qiao Mo.

Let's spend a lifetime together in this home he carefully prepared for her.

But now, although they are married and are husband and wife, she has no interest in this so-called home. To him, it is just a prosperous house.

There is no warmth and sweetness of home, only desertion.

Ouyang Xu quickly made the meal and brought it to the dining room, a bowl of rice, a dish, and a pot of plum wine he just bought in the supermarket.

He sat down at the dinner table and poured two glasses of wine, one in front of him and the other on the opposite side.

He raised two glasses of wine and looked at the empty seat opposite, as if he saw Qiao Mo sitting there with a low smile, and smiled slightly, "Wife, happy wedding!"

His smile was warm and slightly hurt, and he drank two glasses of wine in one go.

Putting down the wine glass and picking up the chopsticks, the only dish on the table was Qiao Mo's favorite pineapple sweet and sour chicken.

She ate it twice. The first time she just thought it was the chef's skill and she was full of praise.

The second time, after just one bite, she knew it was his craft. What did she say next? She told him that she would never eat this dish again.

That time, those words, were farewell, right?

But at that time, how could he have imagined that they would be in the situation they are in now!

With a wry smile, Ouyang Xu picked up a piece of chicken and put it into his mouth. It was tender and delicious, but his mouth was full of astringency.

I ate this wedding anniversary meal alone, silently, and desolately, and drank half of the pot of plum wine.

With a slightly fuzzy feeling, Ouyang Xu washed the dishes, sat down on the sofa in the living room, and rested for a while.

Being alone in such a big villa is really deserted and lonely.

He seemed to have been abandoned by the world, missing the person who abandoned him on the day of his wedding.

The room was desolate, and Ouyang Xu thought that he would probably never have the chance to come here with Qiao Mo in the future.

This is the last time he comes here.

But everything here is familiar yet strange.

He made all the design requirements for the room, but after the decoration was completed, he didn't even see it once.

He thought, let's take a good visit for the last time, just think of it as the last souvenir.

Ouyang Xu stood up from the sofa and began to visit room by room.

The first floor is basically used for leisure and reception, and the second floor is for bedrooms.

Pushing open the door of the master bedroom and opening the heavy curtains, direct sunlight came in, as if he hadn't seen sunlight for a long time. The sunlight suddenly entered his eyes, making Ouyang Xu close his eyes with some discomfort.

It seemed that only then did he understand that the sun could be bright, warm, or dazzling.

In all things, too much is never enough.

Love is like this, hate is like this.

y sunshine!

But his love for her finally broke her heart; her hatred for him also hurt him deeply!

Is it time to put an end to this torture that hurts others and ourselves?

Ouyang Xu slowly closed the curtains. The dazzling sunlight disappeared from the room little by little, and the warmth also dissipated.

He smiled bitterly, it turned out to be a bit painful, and it was really satisfying!

After leaving the master bedroom, Ouyang Xu pushed open the children's room next to him. He stood at the door and looked at the bunk bed quietly.

He thought that they would definitely have children and a daughter!

It turns out that all the assumptions were just assumptions!

Ouyang Xu rubbed his dry eyes, closed the door, and hid all his extravagant hopes behind him.

The third floor, in his opinion, is memories, commemorating all the good memories.

Pushing open a door and turning on the light, the white light is soft and shining.

Turning around, there are some framed calligraphy and painting works hanging on the wall on the right. The calligraphy and painting style are still a little green, and the signature is Youranke, which dates from the three years they were studying. These works were secretly collected by Ouyang Xu.

Yes, Qiao Mo had no idea.

On the wall facing the front, there are photo frames hanging, which are some of the few photos of him and Qiao Mo. They are almost all photos on the podium, with young and flamboyant smiles; there is also a graduation photo, in which Qiao Mo

From an invisible angle, young Ouyang Xu gently put his hand on her shoulder.

Ouyang Xu looked at himself who was high-spirited and a little shy at that time, and smiled silently.

His eyes fell on a few photos that were not high-definition. In the photos, they were fourteen or fifteen years old. Their faces were still very young and immature. They were sitting side by side in the car. She fell asleep and snuggled gently on his shoulder.

With a calm face and a slight smile on his lips, he stared at her, his eyes full of little happiness.

Ouyang Xu smiled, it turned out that they had had such a warm moment, which only belonged to each other's tranquility and sweetness.

But all this is gone after all, it is just a photo carrying sad memories.

He looked at Ouyang Xu, who was staring deeply at Qiao Mo. God knows how much he envied himself more than ten years ago. He could sit with his beloved, even without saying a word, and he was full of happiness.

There are also a few photos of Qiao Mo and her female companions laughing while appreciating lotus flowers. He is standing aside, from an angle she doesn’t know, leaving a group photo of the two of them. Her petite figure is right next to his face, in front of him.

In his eyes, in the palm of his hand;

There is also a photo of him carrying her across a broken bridge in a heavy rainstorm. The rain was so heavy that the photo was a little blurry, but it couldn't hide it. She was leaning on his back, relying on her wholeheartedly.

How I wish I could carry her like this for the rest of my life!

I sighed, how did the boy and girl who once liked each other shyly become what they are now?

After smiling wryly at himself, he suddenly remembered something. He took out his wallet and took out a creased business card of his own from the inner layer. It was the business card that Qiao Mo had collected when they met for the second time after returning to China. It has always been treasured by Qiao Mo.

He kept it, and it was the only thing he could save that once belonged to her.

He posted the business card on the wall, smiled, and blessed them in his heart.

If there really was another parallel world, he hoped that they would be happy and peaceful in that other world, clinging to each other forever.

Turning around, there was a wall covered with a large piece of dark red velvet.

Standing there, my heart was trembling, and I was actually a little scared.

Ouyang Xu took a deep breath and pulled off the huge velvet. What appeared in front of him was a huge photo of Qiao Mo.

In the photo, her long shawl hair is dancing in the sun, and a few strands of hair on her forehead bloom like flowers in her pure and moving smile.

She smiled so happily, so happily, with such a bright and bright smile, it was as if the sun was eclipsed.

Ouyang Xu stretched out his fingers and lingered in her pure and flawless smile.

This huge photo is made up of countless small photos of Qiao Mo.

Each photo describes her most vivid emotions.

The youthfulness of more than ten years ago, the warmth of more than ten years ago, the gracefulness of more than ten years ago;

Some photos show her profile leaning against a car window. Outside the car window, the scenery flashes by like the wind, and her face is also seen soundly asleep;

There are some photos, with the background of lotus leaves in the sky, she is wearing a light blue dress, or she is isolated from the world, or she is laughing and having fun;

There are some photos with skyscrapers in the background, showing her on the streets of a foreign country, with a confused expression, a mixture of joy and loss;

There are some photos of the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River, where people read quietly or go boating on the river;

There are some photos of people walking by on the university campus, looking back and smiling, or staring deeply in thought;
To be continued...