Rebirth of a Star General

Every time Yan He went on an expedition, Xia Chengxiu would wait for him in the mansion. From one person to two people waiting, in the end it was bad news.

In the first year after Yan He left, everyone thought that Xia Chengxiu would wash her face with tears and mourn all day long, but what she showed was shocking calm.

Mucha was well taken care of by her, and Lin Shuanghe often came to see him. Xia Chengxiu still laughs and does what she is doing in an orderly manner, but sometimes when she wakes up at night, she subconsciously tries to touch the people around her, until she touches the cold mattress, she doesn't seem to notice the person who warms her. No longer there, and finally fell silent.

Five years after Yan He left, Commander Yan and Mrs. Yan took the initiative to persuade Xia Chengxiu to remarry. Xia Chengxiu's age is not too old, and there are no widows in Shuojing who remarry. She has a gentle and gentle temperament, and is the daughter of Lord Xia. There may not be any good people in the family who speaks. Xia Chengxiu politely declined.

Xia Chengxiu said, "I have Mucha, that's enough."

The newly opened "Yongxu Hall" in the capital, Xia Chengxiu often went to help, she arranged her life to the fullest, and calmly continued to live a life without Yan He. He Yan often came to talk to her, Xia Chengxiu knew that she was worried about herself, but she had a temperament that would not make people worry since she was a child. Just like the first time Yan He saw her back then, he never let himself suffer.

Ten years after Yan He left, Mucha had already taken on the appearance of a young boy. His eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Yan He, and he was a little more delicate than Yan He. Guns are already playing well. He Yan and Xiao Jue will come to teach him about his swordsmanship when he is free. He often provokes Xiao Jue, wearing a high ponytail and holding a silver spear, he said, "Captain Xiao, in a few years, you will be my defeat."

Of course, the ending was being thrown into a tree by Xiao Jue. However, although he didn't beat Xiao Jue, he found a place in Xiao Yao in the name of the competition, the so-called "father's debt and daughter's repayment".

Fifteen years after Yan He left, Mucha had a girl she liked.

The young man was stunned when he saw the things in his hands. Seeing his mother come in, he hurriedly hid the sachet that his sweetheart had given him. Xia Chengxiu smiled knowingly and sat down beside him.

"You like this girl very much?" she asked.

Yan Muxia retorted subconsciously, "Who likes her?" But her ears turned red.

Xia Chengxiu touched his head: "then remember to be nice to her."

The young man pretended to be calm and looked away, holding a red face, and said with no confidence: "Humph."

Twenty years after Yan He left, Yan Muchia married the daughter of the Minister of the Household, who was the girl he liked at the age of fifteen, and gave birth to a daughter named Yan Baose.

Yan Muchia treats the mother and daughter very well. Back then, it was rumored in Shuojing that Guide Zhonglang kept Yan Nanguang as a strict wife. Now, seeing how Yan Muchia treats his wife and daughter, he realizes that he is the son of his father, who is in the same line.

She looks like her mother and is closest to her grandmother Xia Chengxiu. Her temper is not as feisty as Yan Muxia, nor as lively as her mother. Others say that she is very similar to Xia Chengxiu back then, gentle and quiet, soft and strong.

Twenty-five years after Yan He left, the five-year-old curled up in the mansion to play, and pulled out a cloth bag from under his grandfather's old bed.

Yan He's study, which has not been touched in these years, maintains its original appearance, and is cleaned by Xia Chengxiu himself every day, and it lasts for more than 20 years. Without noticing, he slipped in, and he was small. He got into the innermost part of the study, and found the baby wrapped in red cloth. After thinking about it for a while, curled up and handed the cloth bag to Xia Chengxiu as if offering a treasure.

After many years, Xia Chengxiu's hand stroking the red cloth trembled when she saw what Yan He had left behind. She opened the cloth bag, and the sunlight came in from the window. She squinted her eyes slightly. After so many years, she has grown old, and her eyes are not as clear as before. It took a while to see clearly. It was a book with some "Happy Travels".

This book has been stored for a long time, the pages are completely yellow, and because it is kept in a dark place all day long, it has a rotten tide. Curly has long been attracted by Bailing outside the courtyard and ran out. Xia Chengxiu's eyes fell on this page for a long time, and she finally remembered a certain spring day in those years. She followed her cousin to the Sishui waterfront to enjoy the flowers. Come that book.

At that time, she was only sixteen years old, and it was the best time. At that time, in the spring, the paper kites on the Sishui River were entangled, and the young man cut off the love thread of the opposite girl with one knife, decisively like a wicked person without emotion, As soon as she turned around, she picked up the travel notes she had left behind and treasured them for so many years.

She slowly turned the page, then froze.

The title page of the book, I don't know when, was sneakily written a line of small characters.

"The flowers are deep, the willows are yin and yin. The willows are worn through the flowers to find a message. The heart of the king is the heart of the concubine."

The handwriting is rigid and frivolous. At first glance, it is written by a man. She is no stranger to it. It is Yan He's handwriting.

Time passed quickly, and in an instant, it seemed to be able to travel through many years, and saw the frivolous young man in silver robe and ponytail sitting in front of the case, biting the pen irritably, and almost gritted his teeth and wrote such a sentence on the title page, full of grievance and peace. Complaining verse. It's as if a grudge berates a heartless person with a hard heart.

Who would have thought that this was something Yan He could do?

Xia Chengxiu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

The sunlight fell softly on her hair, blurring her already-born star-pointed white hair. Her smile was like a flower, like the 28-year-old girl who was tempted for the first time. It was pure sweetness and joy.

That night, she saw Yan He.

He was wearing a new silver robe as he was many years ago, standing in front of her in a arrogant and arrogant manner. And she was wearing a light yellow skirt, and she was curled up. Standing in front of him, she asked in a calm tone, "Why did you take my book?"

The young man's original indomitable expression changed rapidly, and he became flustered in an instant, but he still tried his best to maintain his composure. He coughed softly: "I found it, it's mine."

"You're still doodling on it." She pointed out his evil deed gently.

Yan He's face turned even redder and defended, "That's not scribbling..."

"What is not scribbling?"

"Yes..." He flicked his ponytail irritably, his tone was a bit fierce, but the end sounded with a hint of invisible grievance, "That's what you think!"

Xia Chengxiu stared at him without speaking.

Like a paper tiger, he asked, "You....what do you see me doing?"

Xia Chengxiu couldn't help but laugh. Yan He looked at her at a loss. After a while, he seemed to be touched by Xia Chengxiu's smile, so he also laughed, hesitatingly stretched out his hand, trying to pull Xia Chengxiu's hand......

"Snapped--"

The wind blew the window violently, Xia Chengxiu opened his eyes, there was no Yan He, and the mattress beside him was empty. She stared at the tent silently for a while, then slowly sat up and got out of bed barefoot.

It was late at night and the ground was cold.

This was the twenty-fifth spring day after Yan He left. She woke up from her dream, unable to sleep. She slowly sat on the ground and buried her head in her knees. For the first time in so many years, she cried silently.

The day is said to be slow, and the day is also long.

Thirty years after Yan He left, Xia Chengxiu passed away.

The descendants guarded her before she collapsed. This woman was quiet and gentle all her life, always calm and gentle. When she was dying, she only handed a book to Yan Muchia and asked him to bury herself and Yan He together.

When the coffin was buried in the earth, it was a sunny and sunny day. The paper kites on the Sishui coast fell into the sky, and the peony blossoms were blushing and affectionate. Just as one day many years ago, he came from the long embankment full of new willows and leaned over to pick up the coffin. Started that travel journal, but inadvertently left behind a happy young man's mind.