Li Zhi.

This name easily brought back Yan Qiu's memories of the time when he was in the villa on the top of the mountain, as well as the letter.

Did he come to today's exhibition?

It turned out that it wasn't a fake courtesy, he really liked his work.

Thinking of this, Yan Qiu felt as if all the gloom in his heart had been swept away.

So he handed back the check in his hand, and replied: "No sale, no price."

"Not for sale?" The person in charge was a little surprised when he heard this.

"Yeah." Yan Qiu nodded, "If Mr. Li likes it, just take it away, treat it as a gift from me, from..."

"A friend who has never met."

The person in charge looked at the check in his hand, still a little bit stunned, after all, few people can not be tempted by so much money.

but……

He raised his head and looked at Yan Qiu who was standing opposite him.

On such a cold day, the young man in front of him was only wearing a thin windbreaker, which hung empty on his body, so thin that his whole body seemed to be blown away by the wind at any time.

Because he was wearing a mask, he could only see a pair of round deer eyes, which were clean and clear, like a clear spring that could see the bottom at a glance.

Even though he is still so young, for some reason, he has a sense of decadence that has gone through many vicissitudes. Even if his back is straighter, it feels like he is holding on and is on the verge of falling, as if he will fall down at any time.

But when he smiled, it was like winter snow and spring melting, all the ashes disappeared in an instant.

Even though Yan Qiu was always wearing a mask and couldn't see his face clearly, the person in charge thought that he must be a good-looking person.

"Okay." The person in charge reached out to take the check and promised, "I will hand it over to Mr. Li for you."

After finishing speaking, he asked hesitantly: "Actually, Mr. Li hasn't left yet, do you want to go see him in person?"

Hearing this, Yan Qiu subconsciously raised the mask on his face, then shook his head with a smile, "No, I have something else to do."

"It's fate... goodbye."

After finishing speaking, he said goodbye to the person in charge, turned around and walked out.

The rain outside had stopped, and the original gray sky was torn open by the sun, and the bright sunlight came out from the inside and sprinkled on the ground.

It was light again.

Yan Qiu took the black umbrella and walked aimlessly on the street.

The rain in the morning seemed to be just an episode, but now that the rain has stopped, everything has returned to its original order.

Pedestrians were coming and going on the road, and vendors on the street were yelling for their products. Amid all the noise of selling, he suddenly heard someone selling candied haws, so he couldn't help but stop.

Seeing that he wanted to buy it, the boss hurriedly greeted him: "Come here, they are all freshly made."

"Okay." Yan Qiu heard the words and walked over to pick a bunch.

The big and red candied haws are inserted in bunches on the straw handles, looking very festive in the gray winter.

The boss is a talkative person. After giving him the candied haws, he couldn't help but talk about his daily life, "Try it, our family buys good hawthorns, not sour."

Hearing this, Yan Qiu took off his mask and ate one. The sweet and sour hawthorn melted in his mouth. The hawthorn was slightly sour, but wrapped in sugar, it was indeed very sweet.

"Delicious." Yan Qiu replied with a nod. For a moment, he thought he had the taste of his childhood.

Every time my aunt went to town in winter, she would bring him back a bunch.

"That's right, I'm not boasting about myself. I've been selling candied haws for more than ten years. No one in this area can compare to ours. Young man, you came here just in time. I won't sell them tomorrow. Today is the last day of the stall."

"Why?" Yan Qiu asked.

The boss smiled when he heard the words, "Because the Chinese New Year is coming, I also have to buy new year's goods with my wife to prepare for the Chinese New Year."

Only now did Yan Qiu realize that the New Year is coming soon.

After the new year is the beginning of spring, this long winter is coming to an end.

"Maybe it's just a one-sided relationship." The boss said and tied two hawthorn candy snowballs with a wooden stick and handed them to him. "Young man, I wish you a happy new year in advance!"

Yan Qiu was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand to take it, and replied with a smile, "Happy New Year!"

Yan Qiu continued walking aimlessly with the candied haws. He ate very slowly, and couldn't eat any more after eating two, but he was not willing to throw it away, so he put it back in the bag and carried it.

After being reminded by the boss just now, Yan Qiu is finally willing to open its shell like a closed clam, looking out at the outside world.

That's why he noticed that both the shopping malls and the roadsides were decorated with lights and festivities, and many people were carrying big bags and small bags in their hands, probably preparing for the new year.

Only his hands were empty, only a half-eaten candied haws and a black umbrella.

At this moment, the barrier between him and the world seems to have finally been torn apart, leaving a gap, from which one can glimpse the world of fireworks outside.

Soon it will be a new year.

I don't know how long they walked, but when Yan Qiu came back to his senses again, it was already dark.

In front of him is an alley, which is full of crowded two-story courtyards.

Yan Qiu looked around blankly, wondering where this is?I don't know how I got here.

He was about to go back, but when he turned his head, he saw a bunch of walnut branches protruding from the courtyard wall not far away.

Seeing this, Yan Qiu subconsciously took back his steps, turned around and walked there unconsciously.

This is a small two-storey courtyard with gray wall bricks and a vermilion gate. A tall walnut tree protrudes from the wall with slender branches, as if welcoming him.

The original bright color on the door has become mottled and dull with the passage of time, but the door is clean and tidy, and a small neat vegetable bed has been opened under the courtyard wall, with green spinach planted inside.

Standing under the walnut branch, Yan Qiu wondered what kind of person lived in this yard?

Just as he was thinking, he heard the door open, and then a hale and hearty old lady pushed the door and came out with a basin of water.

The old lady was not too surprised that a stranger suddenly appeared in front of her yard. She came over with rice water and watered the vegetables while asking, "Young man, are you here to see the house?"

"Looking at the house?" Yan Qiu immediately realized, "Is your house for sale?"

"It's not for sale, it's for rent." The old lady stood up after pouring the water carefully, "My wife left and lived alone all the time. I accidentally fell down a while ago. It's actually nothing serious, but my children are worried.They insisted on picking me up to live in their house, and asked me to sell the house. I’ve lived in it all my life, so I’m not willing to sell it, so I posted a notice and rented it for a while.”

It was only then that Yan Qiu saw that there was indeed a piece of paper pasted near the door, on which was written the renting advice.

"How long do you want to rent it? Granny." Yan Qiu looked up at the patchwork of walnut branches, and felt that everything here was very much like the courtyard in his hometown. Suddenly, he wanted to rent it out.

"Grandma is fine." The old lady said and glanced at him, "Why do you wear so little in such a cold day? Come in and tell me."

As she spoke, she pulled him into the house, poured him hot tea, and handed him a roasted persimmon.

Yan Qiu took it with a smile, thanked her, but didn't eat it.

He was afraid that when the mask was taken off, the scar on his face would scare grandma.

So just held the round persimmon and looked out.

Through the window, could just see the walnut tree in the yard, with twisted branches, vigorous and simple, just like the walnut tree in aunt's yard that grew up with him.

"Young man, why do you want to rent grandma's house? Don't young people like to live in high-rise buildings?"

Hearing that something flashed before Yan Qiu's eyes, he smiled and pressed the still warm roasted persimmon in his hand.

Then he looked out the window and said, "Because of that walnut tree."

Yan Qiu went back to Fu's house on New Year's Eve.

When he came back, the Fu family villa was decorated with lights and festoons, and there was a lot of joy. There were red lanterns hanging at the gate, and under the lanterns were newly pasted Spring Festival couplets.

The servants in the villa were in a hurry, preparing the New Year's Eve dinner and snacks to be eaten later.

Fu Jianting and Fu Chenze sat on the sofa discussing the company's affairs, while Fu Shuangchi leaned in Lu Ruan's arms and watched TV with her.

It does look like a happy scene.

But all of this came to an abrupt end when Yan Qiu pushed the door open.

Fu Shuangchi saw him first, and before Yan Qiu could avoid them, Fu Shuangchi hugged Lu Ruan and screamed.

While yelling, he pointed in Yan Qiu's direction and shouted, "Ahhhhhh, help! He's going to kill me!"

The others looked over after hearing the words, and then saw Yan Qiu standing at the door.

Fu Jianting didn't come over, just glanced at him lightly and then looked away, while Fu Chenze immediately stood up and stood in front of Fu Shuangchi.

Lu Ruan seemed to want to come over, but Fu Shuangchi grabbed her arm tightly.

As soon as she lowered her head, she saw Fu Shuangchi cowering in her arms with a face full of horror, so Lu Ruan didn't get up in the end, and quickly lowered her head to comfort him.

Yan Qiu didn't bother to look at the picture of their mother's kindness and son's filial piety, so he walked straight to his room.

His room was still the same as when he left, and the carpet was even stained with dried blood.

Yan Qiu hurriedly looked at the pot of walnut branches that he had placed outside the window and hadn't had time to take it back.

The wind and rain blowing outside these days made the branches that were already dry and decayed even more dilapidated.

Yan Qiu originally thought that if he put it outside, after some sunshine and rain, he might be able to come back to life and see spring again.

But now understand that when it is dry, it is dry.

He took the branch out of the purple sand basin, wrapped it in a bag carefully, then opened the drawer, took out the set of carving knives inside, and put them together in the bag.

The carving knife belongs to my aunt, he can't stay here.

After tidying up, Yan Qiu looked around, except for these two things, there seemed to be nothing else to take.

He has lived here for a year, but what belongs to him is still only these two things.

After taking it, Yan Qiu was about to leave, but just as he turned around, the door was suddenly pushed open, and then Lu Ruan walked in.

Lu Ruan looked at the things in his hands and instantly understood what he meant.

In fact, the two of them knew each other's purpose well, but Lu Ruan still asked politely, "You are..."

Yan Qiu didn't answer, and didn't even bother to say another word. He wanted to leave with his things in his arms, but as soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by Lu Ruan.

"Xiaoqiu, what do you mean?"

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What want to write is not finished yet, Chapter V Rebirth, there are about two chapters left, if you want to watch Rebirth directly, you can stock up first, Chapter V will come again, countdown to rebirth 3~