The Scroll of Departures Chapter 49

The footsteps gradually faded away, and the tranquility and desertedness before inside and outside the house returned.

Gu She silently picked off the stamens of wintersweet and slowly crushed them between his index finger and thumb.

My mother loves this flower the most. Regardless of spring, summer, autumn or winter, I always like to place it by the windowsill. She said that this flower is proud of the snow and cold, and has the most character. She was born in a general and is a real tiger girl. However, since marrying into the Gu family, she has put down her gold and gold and concentrated on taking care of the housework.

What my father loved was the green pine trees, which he believed to be steady and graceful, with measured progress and a firm mind. Others are like pine trees. He never indulged in debauchery, he only had a romantic relationship with his mother.

Everyone thought they were a perfect match, a loving couple. Even they themselves think so. If his uncle hadn't accidentally killed the son of the Minister of Civil Affairs later, perhaps this recognition would have lasted until their deaths.