Dream Guide

The entire mulberry garden turned green overnight, which has to be said to be a miracle.

Bishenghua made a prompt decision and revised the final plan to prevent the construction party from destroying the newly grown saplings in the garden at the end of the project.

As the main investor of the mulberry garden, Hu Xing got the news immediately. When she saw the new greenery in the garden, she opened her mouth in surprise and asked Bi Shenghua how she did it.

Bishenghua didn’t know what was going on, but she vaguely felt that these trees were related to that person. But she didn't want to mention that person's name, and she didn't want to turn over the stone that had sunk into her heart. She stood by the lake. The water was clear but the bottom could not be seen. Only the reflected blue sky and white clouds were deep and far away.

Hu Xing saw her thoughts and probably guessed that the changes here were related to a certain magical person. She couldn't bear to mention his name, lest she disturb the apparent calm.

Over the years, she has met Bishenghua many times, seen her changing day by day, and got to know this woman better and better.

Since the bar closed, the fierce tomboy from back then has disappeared. Although she is still dressed in a neutral outfit, she no longer exudes that fierce energy, just like the thorns softened by the thorns and blossomed in the cold wind. Proud and cold plum.

Every morning, she would clean that person's room; every evening, she would stand under the willow tree and gaze into the distance; every night, she would stand on the roof of the building and look up at the stars... just like this day after day. As the day progresses, the light in her eyes shrinks little by little; her back becomes rickety little by little; her short hair reveals white strands little by little; the wind and frost condense on her face little by little... and her heart finally... Yu Calm, as calm as a frozen lake.

This ice is not cold, and it does not make people tremble at the sight of it. It only makes people feel calm, calm to the point of death, as if there is no possibility of melting.

Hu Xing knew that there was still warmth hidden under the ice, but this warmth needed a person and an opportunity to activate it. Once activated, it might become a raging fire. It's a pity that that person never came back, so the warmth became deeper and deeper, becoming less and less perceptible.

Hu Xing felt a little distressed when she saw Bishenghua.

It's only been more than five years, but it seems like fifty years have passed!

A person's aging is really not just determined by years. The human heart is like paper. Once it is burned, it turns into ashes along with the body. But can it be rekindled after death? !

She remembered that she had been infatuated with that man and worried about his disappearance, but this was not all of her, and as time passed, her life continued... inheriting the family business and running the industry , gradually corrupted in the circle of wealth gathering... She polished her own edges in the millstone of society, and the appearance of that man gradually became blurred in her heart.

Compared to the woman in front of her, a sense of shame rose from the bottom of her heart.

"Sister Hua..." Hu Xing hesitated, but took out an invitation from her handbag, "I'm getting married."

Life Flower took the invitation and her fingers trembled slightly. She smiled and said, "Congratulations!"

…

During the National Day holiday, the wedding of Hu Xing and Shi Dazhuang was held at the most luxurious resort in Wuzhong. By that time, the groves in the mulberry garden had already grown to a considerable size.

When it was still a sapling, Bi Shenghua was not sure what kind of tree it was. After inviting forestry experts to look at it, they all said it was a mulberry tree, and it was an ancient tree species, different from the improved mulberry species often planted in the Jiangnan area. The Forestry Bureau requested that one plant be pulled out for seedling research, only to find that the root systems under the dozens of acres of mulberry forest were all connected together, as if they all originated from the same tree.

Bi Shenghua immediately thought of the roots of the old willow tree. Long before the demolition of Liuying Lane, people from the Garden Culture Bureau came to test and said that the underground here was full of old tree roots.

She knew that there used to be a mulberry tree here. After it was burned down, the willow trees by the lake were transplanted and it became what it is now. It seems that the mulberry tree is not dead, and the roots in the ground are still alive. For some unknown reason, they all sprouted out at this time.

But the condition of the old willow tree didn't look very good.

Ever since many trees grew around, it was as if all the nutrients in the land had been sucked away by them. The bark began to be mottled and cracked, the leaves began to turn yellow and wither, and the branches began to fall off in whole strips.

Bishenghua tried many methods, including watering, fertilizing, and removing insects, but with little success. She knew it was getting old and finally gave up. No one can resist the weather or the wind and frost.

The old willow tree is old, but the new willow tree by the lake is growing up quickly, much faster than those mulberry seedlings. In just a few months, it has grown to be as thick as the mouth of a bowl and more than three meters tall. It stands gracefully, with soft but not weak thin willow branches hanging down, swaying in the wind and reflecting its graceful appearance in the water.

In winter, the condition of the old willow trees becomes more and more unsatisfactory. The bark falls off in large chunks, and the willow branches almost fall off and become bare. Only some thick branches are left that spread out in all directions and cast shadows in the sky. Black silhouette.

For the first time in hundreds of years, it lost its verdant appearance and the green color that symbolizes life.

Standing in front of the tree, Life Flower seemed to have aged several years.

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At the end of the year, she attended another wedding.

Yao Jingjing and Hou Biao got married.

Hou Biao still can't remember the past, but the brain damage has been repaired. After the doctor confirmed, except for the amnesia, he is already a normal person.

Compared to the luxury of Hu Xing's wedding banquet, their wedding can be described as simple, but the happiness of the couple can be transmitted to the guests at a closer distance.

Hou Biao was wearing a suit, and his shiny bald head was like a light bulb illuminating himself and Yao Jingjing beside him. There was a childlike shyness on his face, but the bride looked graceful. When she held his hand and walked through the arch, she smiled brighter than the flowers that decorated the arch.

Bishenghua attended the wedding calmly. After listening to the host's rambling opening, she watched the newlyweds exchange rings, moved her lips lightly, said a blessing that only she could hear, and then silently exited the banquet hall.

She did not attend the subsequent dinner and returned to the mulberry garden. The setting sun at dusk shines on the winter mulberry forest, rendering it a misty golden color.

She found that the bark of the old willow tree had been completely stripped off, but the trunk inside did not look dead. Instead, it was condensed with a layer of resin-like transparent liquid. Some new leaf buds sprouted from the trunk and knotted branches, blooming with the color of life against the cold wind of winter.

She was sure it wasn't a hallucination.

By the twelfth lunar month, the layer of transparent liquid condensed on the tree has completely dried up and turned into yellow-black bark. More leaf buds grow, more strips of paper stretch, and more leaves turn green in the wind.

Life Flower was sure that it was not the bark of the willow tree, nor the leaves of the willow tree. After repeated observations, she confirmed that the old willow had turned into a mulberry tree after shedding its old skin and branches. It turns out that underneath the willow bark, wrapped around it, was always the heart of a mulberry tree.

The new willow tree by the lake has grown taller. Probably because Lao Liu's mission was completed, his soul returned to the lake to grow again.

On New Year's Eve, it snowed heavily.

Bi Shenghua was worried that Lao Sang and Xinpi could not withstand the cold, so she picked up two straw mats and held an umbrella and went to the mulberry tree. She put the umbrella aside, erected the straw mat, circled it around the thick tree, and tied it with straw ropes one after another. She didn't dare to tie the mat too tightly, for fear that the new bark wouldn't be able to withstand the friction, but she didn't dare to tie it too loosely, for fear that one day a strong northwest wind would blow the mat away.

The wind and snow filled the air, making it difficult for her to open her eyes. Large swaths of snowflakes fell on her head, which already had white hair, and on her slightly stooped back, forming a thin layer of white snow.

Suddenly, she felt as if the snow had stopped.

She brushed the snow off her arms, wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and looked up to see a black umbrella hanging above her head.

She turned around suddenly and saw the man standing opposite her - wearing an old gray windbreaker, with his left hand in his trouser pocket and holding an umbrella in his right hand. There is a black bird sitting on the head of the nest.

Surrounded by peaceful snow.

Bishenghua's body froze instantly, like a frozen iceman, and something deep in her heart was about to move with the heat of her blood. Finally, she couldn't help but surge, and two lines of clear tears came out, melting the frost on her face. …

"You're back?"

"I'm back."

…

Firecrackers sound in the distance, and the new year is about to begin.