C433 Air Dried Rose Petals
C433 Air Dried Rose Petals
At the other end of the room was the balcony overlooking the courtyard, which was covered with metal tables and chairs carved in black. Several pots of green plants trembled in the early spring.
The white gauze swayed in the wind, and the light spilled out onto the dustless wooden floor.
Lin Ruoxi walked into the room and reached out her hand to touch the old style TV cabinet. On her left was a huge bed that was more than two meters wide.
Nanny Wang had already changed into her quilt long ago, and the three white wooden closets in the room were also filled with Lin Ruoxi's expensive clothes.
At the right corner of the room was a small passageway that led to a changing room and washroom. Naturally, there were quite a number of luggage that Lin Ruoxi had brought here. However, Nanny Wang didn't dare to touch them, so she left them there for the time being.
On the wall above the bed hung a painting of a western landscape, the yellow flowers that filled the mountains and plains seemed to have swept up a fragrant wind. In reality, this room did indeed exude a faint fragrance.
Yang Chen could tell that this fragrance wasn't from Lin Ruoxi's original room, but was left behind by her original owner.
Of course, this description was rather strange. It was just that many of Lin Ruoxi's mother Xue Zijing's things were still stored in this room. There were still some crafts, such as some books and stationery that she liked while she was alive.
The dressing table was also a product of that era. The mirror had been wiped clean, and it was bright as new.
In the frame on the bedside table was an old photograph.
Lin Ruoxi walked over, picked up the photo frame and slowly sat on the soft bed. She rubbed the three people in the photo, lost in thought.
Yang Chen walked up and recognized the two women inside. They were the late Elder President and Xue Zijing. Xue Zijing was holding a baby girl in her arms, wrapped in a blanket. She looked exactly like Lin Ruoxi when she was young.
At that time, Xue Zijing looked just like Lin Ruoxi now, only a little more gentle, with a faint smile on her face compared to Lin Ruoxi's cold and beautiful appearance.
Lin Ruoxi muttered a few words in a low voice, but she couldn't make out what it was. She then put down the photo frame and casually opened the drawer of the bedside table.
Nanny Wang hadn't really touched the contents of the drawer. After all, she had just moved in yesterday and didn't have the time to pack everything up. Therefore, when she opened the drawer, some dust was floating in the air.
Lin Ruoxi stretched out her hand to brush away the dust. Only then was the contents of the drawer clearly seen. It was a thick album with some dried rose petals.
Yang Chen sighed in his heart. His mother-in-law, whom he had never met before, was really a sentimental girl from a big family. Why would she put rose petals in the drawer? Could this be considered a makeup drawer?
Lin Ruoxi's attention was attracted by the photo album. Seeing the old picture on the bedside table reminded her of too many memories. At this moment, she impatiently took out the album.
Lin Ruoxi frowned when she realized that she was still with Yang Chen. She thought about it carefully. She didn't have any embarrassing photos from her childhood, so she opened the photo album without worry.
Yang Chen was also interested in looking at the things in the old photo album, so he sat beside Lin Ruoxi.
Lin Ruoxi felt the entire bed flick. She frowned slightly and said, "Be gentler. What do we do if we break the bed?"
"That can't be. We're not fat people, so if we move a little, this bed won't break." Yang Chen said.
"How rude." Lin Ruoxi said, "Let's separate a little bit. It's too tight. I don't feel comfortable doing this to you."
"I don't feel anything when I'm separated. It makes me more comfortable." Just as Yang Chen finished laughing, he suddenly felt that this conversation was so intimate, so he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Lin Ruoxi was about to look at the photo when this guy laughed out loud like a madman. He asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?"
Yang Chen moved closer to Lin Ruoxi's ear with a hint of playfulness. He breathed out hot air and said, "If our conversation had been heard by others, guess what scene they would have thought of?"
Lin Ruoxi thought for a while seriously. Thinking about Yang Chen's bad thinking, she immediately understood and angrily glared at Yang Chen. She ignored him and opened the photo album in her hands.
The first page of the photo album surprised the two of them. It was not a family photo as they had imagined, but a personal photo of Xue Zijing.
Inside, Xue Zijing was wearing the blue and white sailor uniform of that era. She was standing in front of a high school with a sweet smile on her face. The photo had turned yellow, but it was still clear that the school was a high school in Yanjing.
"Your mother has always been a member of the Yanjing?" Yang Chen asked.
Lin Ruoxi thought for a while and shook her head. "I don't know. My mother's family all emigrated overseas. When I was young, there weren't any news at all. Grandmother and mom didn't even mention anything about it. Maybe. Didn't Aunt Guo mention that they knew each other since they were young?"
Looking back, most of the photos were of Xue Zijing's upbringing. Although it was different from what the two of them had imagined, it was clear that Lin Ruoxi was interested in learning more about her mother's life.
It had to be said that this was a kind of sorrow. After her mother died, her daughter would have a chance to see the memories of these times.
After more than ten pages, Xue Zijing's photos were suddenly filled with a few photos.
The other girl in the photo looked familiar. If one didn't look closely, they would realize that this was Guo Xuehua!?
Lin Ruoxi and Yang Chen looked at each other. The two of them had already heard from Guo Xuehua about her relationship with Xue Zijing and their relationship was not ordinary. This time, they were able to confirm it.
Two pretty young girls who had their own beauty left quite a few imprints on the high school photos. Then, when they were still in university, the two of them still appeared together. At that time, they had already truly become girls.
"Your mother really looks like you," Yang Chen couldn't help but praise her when he saw her in front of the tombstone.
Lin Ruoxi glanced at him with dissatisfaction. "How can you compare me to this? It's because I'm very similar to my mother."
When Lin Ruoxi said this, she was obviously a little proud of herself. In the bottom of her heart, she felt proud of having a beautiful mother. Perhaps it was this pride that made her feel so respectful towards her mother. Even when Xue Zijing was alive, she didn't dare to get close to her mother.
Yang Chen smiled in embarrassment. She just said that, why did it feel weird when she said it?
When he flipped through it again, there was a change in the photo. This change made Lin Ruoxi and Yang Chen stunned.
Xue Zijing and Guo Xuehua were standing beside a tall, handsome man who looked to be quite a bit older than the two girls. They were both very mature.
That was nothing. The point was, this man, Yang Chen and Lin Ruoxi knew each other — Ning Guangyao! Prime Minister Ning!?
Although Ning Guangyao was more handsome when he was young, he could still recognize Ning Guangyao clearly. His appearance didn't seem to have changed.
Too many thoughts immediately passed through Yang Chen's mind...
When they first met, Ning Guangyao kept staring at Lin Ruoxi, but that was obviously not the gaze of a man towards a woman …
Later on, they met Ning Guangyao at the headquarters. He was so determined to have Yang Pojun treat Guo Xuehua kindly and not allow Guo Xuehua to be confined …
Later, she and Lin Ruoxi went to her mother's grandmother's grave and saw the black Audi at the foot of the mountain. The bunch of Redbud Flowers that Lin Ruoxi said were gifted to him all year round …
This was a speculation from the very beginning. At this moment, Yang Chen's scalp tingled. Looking at the stunned and confused Lin Ruoxi beside him, Yang Chen frowned deeply with a grave expression on his face.
Lin Ruoxi didn't realize how emotional Yang Chen was. At this moment, she was just very surprised. How did her mother and Ning Guangyao get to know each other?
"Wife, stop looking. Let's go down for lunch!" Yang Chen stretched out his hand and pressed on which page of the photo album, then said to Lin Ruoxi with a smile.
Lin Ruoxi came back to her senses and frowned, "We only know how to eat. What's the rush? Nanny Wang will call us."
"I want to eat the food you made." Yang Chen said seriously.
Lin Ruoxi rolled her eyes at him, "Stop fooling around. Nanny Wang and Mom are both in the kitchen. Zhen Xiu is helping as well. I can't even get my hands on her. Take your hand away, I haven't finished reading."
Yang Chen thought, you f * cker, if you keep looking, something might really happen to you!
However, he couldn't tear up the album or knock out Lin Ruoxi. With Lin Ruoxi's intelligence, she would definitely find something unusual and investigate some hidden things.
Helpless, Yang Chen let go of his hands and could only hope that nothing powerful would appear behind them.
But, bad things always happen when you least expect them to happen...
Lin Ruoxi only flipped a page and a photo appeared, which made Yang Chen depressed, thinking that his fist had broken the bed...
It was an exceptionally large photo, but Guo Xuehua did not appear on it. It was just Xue Zijing and Ning Guangyao!
What was even more difficult to ignore was that Xue Zijing was leaning against Ning Guangyao's chest like a little bird, and Ning Guangyao's eyes were also filled with love.
This photo should have been taken at a photographic studio. In those days, other than lovers, who would have the time to go to a photographic studio and take such photos as if they were wedding dresses?
On one side of the white border of the photo, there was someone else who had written down a few lines of beautiful, black writing with a pen. It was clearly visible to this day …
"I live at the head of the Yangtze River and I live at the end of the Yangtze River.
Rizhao Jun did not see the king, drink with the Yangtze River water.
When would the water stop, and when would the hatred end?
"I only wish that the monarch's heart is like my own, and will not disappoint my own thoughts …"
When Lin Ruoxi's soft voice finished her sentence, her originally pink face had turned pale. Her lips quivered, and her two hands holding the photo album, her knuckles were slightly bent as she stood there stiff.
The silence in the room was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.
Yang Chen could hear Lin Ruoxi's trembling heart thumping. She was so anxious, so shocked, so uneasy.
"Ruoxi, what's the meaning of these lines of poetry?" Yang Chen tried to distract Lin Ruoxi from her emotions.
Lin Ruoxi went blank for a long time. She didn't reply, but turned to the photo album on the next page …
This time, it was a few smaller photos, but without exception, they were all pictures of Xue Zijing and Ning Guangyao laughing together. She could see that they had taken the photos themselves, and you and I could feel it with just a glance.
In the end, there was a picture that was different, or perhaps … is incomplete...
It was a half-torn picture of Xue Zijing alone, wearing a flowery white dress that matched her temperament, smiling like a flower.
There was another person beside her who had been torn apart.
The photo had been stuffed into the album without being inserted, so when Lin Ruoxi picked up the photo, she saw two lines of ancient words scribbled on the back: "Even if you have thousands of romantic feelings, who should you say it to?"