When Su Qiao woke up, the sun was just right, like the golden color of Huang Cancan, and it shone on her face through the bright window. It was as warm as tiny tentacles and gently stroked her pale cheek, where blood vessels could almost be seen. There are big bouquets of lilies, carnations and roses on the bedside, and some people have sent a flower basket half a person's height creatively. Sunflowers twist their huge trays to the window and smile like carefree children. The walls of the hospital are painted light green, just like the lush flowers and plants outside, which makes people feel vibrant at first sight.

After learning that Su Qiao woke up, many students came to the hospital to visit her. Every day, the ward is very lively and friendly, just like old friends for many years. Although Su Qiao and most of them were unfamiliar before, some people didn't even say a word. They told her that she had been in a coma for more than three years and everyone had given up hope that she would wake up. Even her parents have signed an agreement to stop taking drugs in the hospital. If Cheng Mo hadn't insisted, she might have died long ago.

The students speak with ambiguous eyes. Everyone clearly remembers how Su Qiao gave up the chance to escape and rescued Cheng Mo again and again. If it weren't for him, Su Qiao wouldn't have been hit by a bullet and almost died. In such a peaceful era, such love is simply worthy of praise. Now, the heroine of the story has finally awakened, so if she has nothing to do with the hero who is infatuated with her, it is simply an unforgivable sin.

Everyone told her that Cheng Mo broke up with Zhong Yan after she came back. Zhongyan got married soon after graduation, immigrated to Canada, and lost contact with his former classmates. There is no news.

The masses sighed in succession, and even the stumbling blocks left automatically, which was really happy.

On the fourth morning after Cheng Mo woke up, Su Qiao saw her. No sooner had she finished the chicken porridge cooked by her elder sister than her second sister was pregnant with a second child. She sat on the nursing bed with a big belly, directing her second brother-in-law to peel oranges for Su Qiao. He suddenly rushed into the ward with Qing Wu's eyes and a faint stubble on his chin. He has a suitcase in one hand and a coat in the other. When he saw Su Qiao, he stumbled forward with excitement and his eyes were red.

The window was open, a nurse in the garden was helping the patient rebuild, and a gentle voice floated in.

Cheng Mo took a deep breath and then smiled. It was a sincere smile, happy, delighted, satisfied, and a little relieved that he finally put something down. He came up and said, "You're awake."

Su Qiao also smiled and said, "Yes, I woke up, thank you."

Su Qiao stayed in the hospital for more than three months and was finally allowed to leave the hospital. The school applied for a scholarship for her, and Su Qiao began a quiet campus life again. I usually do experiments in class with professors, and my life is very leisurely. The family urged her to marry Cheng Mo several times. She is 27 years old, and she is considered an older youth in her hometown. Nine times out of ten, her parents are anxious to mention it. She used to think that her feelings with her family were very weak. Unexpectedly, one day she was forced to get married by her parents. I think this is where you have been going for the past three years, so that the whole family can cherish the peace and tranquility now.

Friends occasionally laugh and make fun of her. She claimed that she and Cheng Mo were not lovers. People often scoff that you almost died for him. For three years, you have been lying in bed like a vegetable. Cheng Mo has rushed to the hospital several times for you, and she vowed to live. You said you were not a couple. Who would believe such a story?

Su Qiao gradually stopped arguing. Occasionally, Cheng Mo will pick her up for dinner. Gradually, the two began to go shopping together, go to bookstores together and watch movies together. Once it snowed heavily, and when they came out from dinner together, they found that they couldn't walk on the road, so they had to find a hotel nearby to rest. The next day, she went back to school and explained where she went last night to the female classmate who lived with her. The classmate naturally said, "I know you are at Cheng Mo's house."

Su Qiaocai suddenly realized, or rather, Cheng Mo really became her boyfriend.

However, why not have the happiness and happiness you once imagined?

/kloc-in October, they and some friends drove to Inner Mongolia to organize a go on road trip. At this time, the grassland has begun to cut grass. Although it is yellow, it has a boundless magnificence. Some friends grew up in a big city and drove very fast, but they never rode a horse once. Su Qiao was the only one who rode well, and even the Mongolian man was not as good as himself. Cheng Mo asked her, how can she ride so well? Did you learn it when you were a child?

Su Qiao didn't answer vaguely. The sky in Inner Mongolia is blue, and the eagle is hovering in the sky. The world is vast. Looking around, there are no tall buildings, no cars and no modern buildings, which makes her feel strange and unreal in a trance. It seems that as long as she rides a horse and flies fast, she can still see the majestic ancient city wall stretching in the rust-like crimson sunset.

10 12, Su Qiao took a day off and arrived at Cheng Mo's home. She already has the key to his house. After putting things down, she began to cook. These are all his favorite foods. She was busy all afternoon. When Mo got home, it was already evening. Su Qiao smiled and wished him a happy birthday. Cheng Mo looked at the table full of delicious food and said, "Su Qiao, today is not my birthday, but my birthday is in summer. You remember wrong. "

Su Qiao paused, and it took him a long time to react. He rubbed his hands on the apron awkwardly and said, "I remember wrong. Today is my birthday. Let's have dinner together. "

At dinner, Cheng Mo said, "Su Qiao, my parents have come back from abroad. Let's meet in a few days. "

Su Qiao can't remember how she answered, or didn't answer at all. When washing dishes after dinner, she cut her hand with a sharp knife, and the blood flowed out and was washed away in an instant. Blood scattered in the water, fell on the blue and white porcelain plate, like a bright sunset.

That night, Su Qiao went back to school and went to the library. In this era of developed network information, paper books have become increasingly marginalized. Especially at this time, the library is deserted. Su Qiao stood in several prehistory books of the Tang Dynasty, and his thin fingers crossed the ancient and hard spine one by one, staying silently for a long time.

There is still not a word and a half about Su Xiaohe in those yellow pages. Li Zhiyun is still the lucky one who died young before the Li family made a fortune. No one, anything or record in this world can prove the authenticity of her past, as if it were just a dream of hers, a real dream, which almost made her doubt her present dream.

Su Xiaohe is not a fairy. She has no magical power. Ordinary people are no different from anyone else in the world. She can't turn beans into soldiers, nor can she be invulnerable. She will be sick, miserable, sad and depressed. After leaving that day, she did not go to Chang 'an, but to practice medicine in Longxi. When Li Zhiyun came back from Turkey, he learned that her whereabouts were unknown and really made a determined effort to find it for some time. Tired, she had to give up her newly settled life and continue south. Li Shimin came to see her once later. At that time, he had just tied the king up. She had nothing to do in the afternoon, but she heard Mr. Shu talk about how he marched into the city with great power in the teahouse. He just walked through the crowd and sat at her table. He took a sip of tea from her used cup and said, "Come back to Chang 'an with me. "

It took Blackie a lot of effort to escape from his nose. On second thought, I was afraid that he was disheartened by her repeated escape and didn't want to push her any more. However, people like him are surprisingly possessive. Even if you compromise, you don't want to be too obvious. If Blackie hadn't found out later that there were a lot of gold and silver treasures in his luggage, he would even be complacent about his escape skills.

A year later, he got married, married the little daughter of the Turkish king, and was officially named King Lu. Mrs. Wan successfully ascended the throne and became the wife of the then reigning queen. Li Zhiyun made great contributions to the neutrality of the war with Dou Jiande, and at that time he was in the limelight, surpassing the Prince and the King of Qin.

Xiaohei secretly went to his fief, which is Shandong. In front of the newly completed Lu, she also saw her own sister. Although I got my wish and married Li Zhiyun, it seems that my married life is not very happy. Li Zhiyun is playing near Chang 'an Court. Whether she is in love or not, the Turkish princess will stay in the capital as a wife or as a political bargaining chip, but the former princess Yang Jier, who is deeply supported by the former minister, is sent to Shandong to live a lonely life.

10/2, which was Li Zhiyun's birthday, was reprimanded for giving Tang Gaozu a horse with a broken leg by mistake and was sent back to the fief. On the day he entered the city, Xiaohei stood in the crowd and looked at him, only feeling that the world was in a trance. It belonged to her and had already been sent away.

1February 13, the Northwest War broke out again, Li Shimin lost the first battle, Li Zhiyun resumed, and the troops left Shandong. By this time, history has completely deviated from the original track, and even the war situation in this world has completely changed.

Half a month later, Su Xiaohe died of typhoid fever that ravaged the city. Before she died, she met a man who had been secretly taking care of Li Shimin by her side. The man said that he had written to the king of Qin, and Li Shimin was on his way, asking her to see him one last time anyway.

Blackie was made when he came to see her, or she felt that what she couldn't see was meaningless.

She lives in Tongzi Lane, opposite Wang Fu Road. In the past two years, Li Zhiyun has been insisting on looking for him. People often claim to have news of her and come to ask for money. Some of these people managed to escape by cheating money, and then people in the Lu Palace would be angry all over the city, while others were not so lucky, or the fraud was not high, or they were unlucky. After being exposed, some were brought to justice and some were beaten up. In front of Lu Palace, there are such lively scenes to see every once in a while.

Su Xiaohe is just a little girl. Although she has experienced a lot and has a strong mind, she is still an ordinary girl after all. She wants to stay with him and keep abreast of his news. Although she knew that she would never see her again in this life, whenever she knew that he was still looking for her, she would still feel a little happy and ecstatic. How nice that he is still looking for her, how nice that he has not forgotten her.

However, since then, he really can't find her anymore.

Wearing heavy clothes, she trudged into the yard. The moon is curved, with a faint Yin Hui. A plum tree with pink flowers was planted in the yard, which looked particularly beautiful on such a rich night. It just snowed last night, and her shoes creaked when she stepped on them. She stood under the tree and looked out. After several yards, streets and houses, the lights on the road are still so bright. She has fantasized about the pattern there for countless times. There should be a threshold, a cloister and a small pond with koi fish and aquatic plants. She painted on bamboo slips, imagining his bedroom, his study, the path he walked through with lanterns at night, which should have been full of Bai Meihua, and the night wind passed by like cloudy snow.

Yes, that's the direction. She stood on tiptoe and looked at the brightly lit place, with a gentle smile on her lips. Snow fell on her face, but she didn't feel cold.

It suddenly occurred to her that one night long ago, they hugged each other. He pestered her like a child, coaxing her into saying that "Su Xiaohe belongs to Li Zhiyun". They were just together at that time. She is more or less shy and tied tightly by him. She had to say, "Su Xiaohe belongs to Li Zhiyun."

"Su Xiaohe is from Li Zhiyun."

She said softly, although I can't accompany you, this heart, this person and this life are all yours.

She died that night, and in the sound of firecrackers, she bid farewell to the old year and this dreamlike Tang Dynasty.

Then, Su Qiao woke up and Su Xiaohe became a dream.

Life, after all, will continue.

A week later, Su Qiao and Cheng Mo's parents met. Two old men, Wan Li, came all the way back from Switzerland. They have already heard that the weak girl in front of them saved her son. They liked her very much before they met. After they met, they were like a family.

Su Qiao and Cheng Mo seem to have settled down in this way. Su Qiao doesn't want to go abroad, and Cheng Mo also wants to stay in China for development. So they bought a new house in this city, bought a house, decorated it and prepared for the wedding. So busy is half a year. Su Qiao occasionally idle down, quietly looking at Cheng Mo, only feel a little strange. When she first met Li Zhiyun, she thought that Li Zhiyun was Cheng Mo. In fact, now, these two people are not exactly the same, but she was not familiar with Cheng Mo. Even if she meets it occasionally, she dare not look directly at it. All she left in her mind was an outline.

Now look carefully, Cheng Mo's facial lines are softer, Li Zhiyun's cheekbones are slightly higher, Cheng Mo's eyebrows are gentle, Li Zhiyun's eyes are narrow and sharp, and Li Zhiyun is of Ren Hu origin with a high nose. Anyway, it's just different.

Cheng Mo's parents decided to stay at home for the New Year and told Su Qiao not to go home. Before Su Qiao promised, the two old people had already spoken by phone. Her parents told her that she would not go home for the Spring Festival this year, and her spirits were even higher than when she just woke up.

On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, Su Qiao and her classmates went shopping and met Zhong Yan.

She is still glamorous, with delicate makeup and long hair dyed red. Su Qiao recognized her at a glance, even though the shopping mall was surrounded by people who made necessities.

Zhong Yan was surprised to see her and warmly invited her for a cup of coffee. Su Qiao thought it was ok, so she generously agreed.

Seeing Su Qiao's recovery, Zhong Yan was particularly happy and kept repeating the words "unbelievable" and "great". Su Qiao told her that she was going to marry Cheng Mo. Zhong Yan paused, and then sincerely blessed her. Su Qiao also learned from her that she had been divorced for two years. After the divorce, she found herself pregnant and gave birth to a child. Now her daughter is two years old. This time she went back to China to see her father and left the afternoon after tomorrow.

Su Qiao knows something about Zhong Yan's breakup with Cheng Mo. They fell in love in college and have always been a loving couple. Although Zhong Yan has a big temper, he is still good. After the accident in Africa, China Tobacco suffered a great blow. She always feels guilty about leaving Cheng Mo and running away alone. Finally, she couldn't bear the psychological pressure and asked to break up. When Su Qiao lingered on the line of life and death, Cheng Mo ran between the hospital and Zhongyan. With a sense of guilt for Su Qiao, she finally chose to end that relationship.

On the way back, it snowed again. In recent years, due to the greenhouse effect, it seldom snows in the south. Passers-by were very happy, and the driver stopped to roll down the window and make a hullabaloo about. Su Qiao stood in the neon-lit city, silently recalling many things.

When Su Qiao told Cheng Mo Zhongyan the news, it was the second night. They had dinner at Cheng Mo's house, and Cheng Mo sent her back to the school dormitory.

It's the Spring Festival, there are few people in school, the street lamps are all out, and it's very quiet. Cheng Mo was smoking, and the star of fireworks shone a small circle on his flickering face. Su Qiao couldn't see his face clearly. He stubbed out Cheng Mo's cigarette in the middle. He turned his head. They sat too close, and smoke sprayed into Su Qiao's face. He asked in a low voice, "Su Qiao, why did you tell me?"

Su Qiao said, "I think you should know."

There is a little stagnation in the air, and you can quietly hear the sound of the heart beating in Cheng Mo's chest, so heavy and powerful, but his voice is heavier than the heartbeat, with a hint of unpredictable certainty in his tone.

Su Qiao, you don't love me, do you?

Su Qiao nodded and said sincerely, "Yes, Cheng Mo, I don't love you anymore."

On the afternoon of the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, Cheng Mo bought a plane ticket to Canada and drove Zhong Yan away. On New Year's Eve, only Su Qiao accompanied Cheng Mo's parents for the New Year. The two old men sighed and kept lambasting Cheng Mo for being heartless. Although Su Qiao tried every means to clean them up and explained repeatedly that he didn't mind, when they looked at Su Qiao, they were still careful, as if they had done something wrong. Su Qiao was very helpless and went back to the dormitory after dinner.

The school is empty, although there is no one, but the security guard on duty posted some Spring Festival couplets and blessings. Su Qiao walked quietly on the road, and the moon in the sky shone brightly on the snow.

Su Qiao smiled gently.

"Su Xiaohe is from Li Zhiyun."

She whispered.

There is only one Li Zhiyun in this world.

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