Chapter 696 - Untitled (1/2)
She had planted this tree many years ago, when she was still a beautiful young lady. She had once thought that that place would be her home forever. The dream house she had in mind had a cypress tree planted in front of it, a cypress tree that would never grow old and protect the place forever.
It had happened many years ago, and she had forgotten everything except that place, that courtyard, and…
A man.
His name was Mo s.h.i.+tian. She seemed to have a good relations.h.i.+p with him, judging from the pieces of memories she remembered. In her memory, she saw scenes of him watering the plant while she planted it, him holding an umbrella for her when it was raining, him practicing sword while she practiced boxing, and the moments she had behaved coquettishly in front of him.
The girl in her blurry memories looked like her, but she wasn’t sure. In her memory, she had never smiled or had any facial expressions. However, in front of that man, she could smile, shout, throw a temper, behave coquettishly and shamelessly, quarrel…
Memories that were strange yet familiar rushed through her mind.
It was the only memory she remembered amongst the other sealed memories. Perhaps, that was one of the rare times she had truly felt happy. Hence, it was an unforgettable memory that had lodged in her heart deeply.
She stood hesitantly in front of the courtyard. ‘Is there anyone inside?’
“Ruyu, if we are separated someday, don’t forget the way back home. I’ll always be waiting for you here.”
Someone’s words rang in her ears. In his harsh tone, such tender words and such burdensome love seemed so weird but familiar. ‘Is he still waiting for me here?’
What exactly happened all these years?
She pushed the door open. It was strange that the door wasn’t locked. It could be opened easily.
The exterior of the courtyard looked elegant but small, but it was actually big inside. It was full of Camellias with all kinds of colors—pink, white, yellow…
They were planted all over the yard beautifully, leaving a cobblestone path in the middle, which led to a room…
Her expressionless eyes were full of surprises.
It was her favorite flower.
What a beautiful courtyard.
The fragrance of flowers lingered in her heart.
She walked slowly along the path. The blue and white two-story villa with an ancient Greek style was exceptionally unique and elegant, surrounded by the Camellias. There were two incense towers hanging on the back porch, but they hadn’t been lit. There seemed to be words on it.
‘Su Ruyu, Mo s.h.i.+tian’
She frowned and exerted force on her fingertips suddenly, almost breaking the line holding the incense towers. The incense towers swayed from left to right when the wind blew, and the two names that were faintly discernible pierced her heart like needles.
Twenty years ago…
An expressionless young man hung up the incense towers and wrote their names down on them carefully. The young lady asked, “Do you believe in this?”
“No!” the young man answered firmly.
According to the legend, as long as their names are written in the incense towers, their relations.h.i.+p would be long and lasting, and they would never be separated. It was a Greek myth that the young man had come across in a book. He bought the incense towers and hung their names on it the next day.
The young lady raised her eyebrows. “Then, why are you hanging them?”