Chapter 8 Our Youth Has Changed Beyond Recognition 03
Fang Xuyu sent me back to the old house, settled me down and left.
In the warm room, I fell asleep wrapped in a blanket and covered with his coat. I slept in a daze all night before I realized that I had a cold. I got up, took some medicine, and went back to sleep.
After a light snowfall that night, it started to snow heavily, and the heavy snow continued for two days and two nights. I thought that I would go to Fang Xuyou after I recovered from my illness.
Because I hadn't gotten up yet, I had forgotten my phone and it turned off automatically due to lack of power. On the third day, the snow had just stopped and my illness had improved a lot. I finally had the strength to get up. After I poured myself a glass of water, I remembered to check my phone. I plugged the charger into the phone that couldn't be turned on. After a few minutes, the phone finally turned on. When I turned it on, there were several incoming call reminders, all from Fang Xuyu.
Just when I was about to call him back, someone knocked on the door, so I went to open it while putting on my clothes.
He stood at the door , covered with snow, like a snowman.
As soon as I opened the door, he hugged me gently and asked, "Why don't you answer the phone?"
"Oh, I slept for two days and forgot to charge my phone," I replied.
He reached out and touched my forehead: "Are you sick? Have you taken medicine?"
I nodded: "It's okay, I'm almost well now."
"Be more careful next time." He hugged me tightly, his voice so low it sounded like a sigh, "I went home and told him about our relationship, and he got really angry..."
"Fang Chongyan?" My muffled voice was suppressed in his arms.
"Yeah." His sigh made my heart ache, "I chose you, as long as you don't let go, I won't let go. I'm not afraid of anything, except him..."
Regarding Fang Chongyan, I have thought about this question. Although Fang Xuyu and I have no blood relationship, to Fang Chongyan, I am his biological daughter, and Fang Xuyu is the child he raised with his own hands.
It is difficult for our feelings to cross the secular hills, and Fang Xuyu understands this better than I do.
He took a deep breath and hugged me again, as if he wanted to embed me into his body.
"Wei Yang, do you love me?"
"I have no idea."
"I love you. I hope you know that."
Love yourself, I answered in my heart.
He cooked me a dinner, a stir-fried meat with lettuce, a green vegetable, and a tomato and egg soup, a few simple dishes, and it took him an hour to prepare them. I ate a lot until I couldn't eat any more.
The night was clear and cold. The crowds of people who usually hurriedly came and went on the streets disappeared like evaporating water droplets.
On the balcony, Fang Xuyu stood there, surprisingly quiet.
The silent night sky and the empty streets seemed endless. His thin and lonely figure stood there, the light from the street lamps outside shone on him, but there was no warmth, but a sense of loneliness and desolation.
He seemed to have a lot on his mind.
With a "pop", he lit a cigarette and puffed out thick smoke. Hearing my footsteps, he looked over with a calm face.
"Aren't you cold?" I came up to him and asked.
"It's cold, shall we go out and play?"
I was stunned. I didn't expect him to say that.
"We don't have much to do here," I said.
"I'm talking about traveling." He didn't smoke, looked into the distance and smiled.
I looked at the man in front of me who was a little hard to understand, and said hesitantly, "Where to go? I don't have anywhere I want to go."
He seemed to be lost in thought in the smoke, and the pungent smell of cigarettes brought his wandering thoughts back.
"I hate the smell of cigarettes." With a gloomy face, I took the cigarette from his fingers, and he didn't refuse.
Fang Xuyu said nothing, staring into the distance quietly. The night was as cool as water, and he stood there, as if he had merged into the night.
"Okay, I'll go." I raised the cigarette I had extinguished, "Just consider it a reward for you."
"Where should we go?"
“Somewhere warm.”
Three days later, Fang Xuyu booked a plane ticket and took me to City S.
In the huge cemetery, there was a black marble tombstone with two young photos on it. Fang Xuyu squatted down and placed a bunch of hyacinths in front of the tombstone. He looked at the photo quietly without saying a word.
Hyacinths are flowers that bloom in early spring. He went to many stores to buy them. They are out-of-season flowers grown in greenhouses. They have clusters of blue petals and are as melancholy as his eyes.
"Dad, Mom, I'm here to see you. How are you?" The only answer he got was the whimpering of the wind, and the thin purple petals trembled in the wind.
He smiled to himself and said, "I've been wondering if you would blame me for burying you here, so far away. But Mom is afraid of the cold, and it's warm here. Dad loves Mom so much, he probably won't blame me, right?"
The wind from the cemetery blew on his face, very cold, and his voice was filled with deep sorrow.
"Do you know the language of hyacinth flowers?"
"Huh?" I realized belatedly that he was asking me, and nodded, "I know. The flower language of hyacinth is eternal remembrance."
When I was running a flower shop, I read a lot of books about flowers, so I learned a lot about the language of flowers.
He looked at me and laughed, "Dad, Mom, this is your daughter-in-law."
I rolled my eyes at him and retorted in my heart: Who promised you?
I stayed with him at the cemetery for nearly an hour, and then he took me to Yalong Bay, a national tourist attraction that can help you avoid the cold in winter and cool down in summer.
I wore a folk-style skirt, tied up my long hair, and bought a few colorful bracelets to wear on my wrists. They jingled and sounded nice when I ran.
S City is full of sunshine, beaches, and betel nut trees. It is indeed a warm place. The bay is calm, and the soft sand is as white as silver. I walked barefoot on the beach, chasing the tide to wash my feet.
Fang Xuyu disappeared for a day after sending me here. I don’t know where he went. He was happy and comfortable, playing happily at the beach.
When it got dark, he texted me to go back to the hotel to get his coat while he went out to buy something. Fang Xuyu had booked a villa with a sea view. When I got back, the house was completely dark, with no lights on.
Is the power out? Voice-activated lights don't work.
After passing through the corridor, a wooden bridge led to an open door. I continued walking forward, and before I could react what was happening, a beam of light shone out from the door and stopped on my feet. My white high-heeled shoes with thin ropes on my feet emitted a bright white light under the light.
The lights on both sides of the suspension bridge lit up one by one. I heard the sound of the waves and the white gauze curtains fluttered in the sea breeze. I stood at the door of the room and looked inside. There were long candles on the ground, and the ends of the candles were covered with rose petals. A wedding dress lay quietly on it. The crescent-shaped bra was covered with diamonds, emitting a dazzling light. The skirt was decorated with hand-embroidered light blue seagulls, showing the luxury of the wedding dress. Irregular gauze flowers, large and large, embellished the tail of the skirt, flickering, romantic and mysterious.
The lights in the room were all on, and I saw a mirror behind him. He was wearing a royal blue slim-fitting suit and holding a bouquet of roses. I was in the mirror, with long hair and a long skirt, looking at him blankly like a fool.
It turned out that he was worrying about his wedding dress that day.
He looked at me for a while, then walked towards me step by step.
"Fang Weiyang, marry me."
He knelt on one knee in front of me. I lowered my head and looked at the exquisite gift box in his hand. The silver ring on it was shining, and a blue gem was inlaid on the ring, which looked like a teardrop.
It all seems like a dream.
