By the fifth day.

Under the banyan tree on the southwest corner of the castle garden.

Xuan Yu had already dug a small hole with a small wooden shovel. Rong Li squatted beside him, wearing a beige high trouser coat, and his long seaweed-like hair was soft and scattered. In the cool breeze of early winter, his face was weak and white, and he was even more charming.

"Rongrong, that's OK." Xuan Yu raised his head with excitement on his face.

Rong Li nodded and smiled, and took out the small square box that had been holding in his arms.

It is a very exquisite and ancient wooden box with smooth and delicate surface, revealing a light and shallow sandalwood, which smells very nicely. There is a blooming rose flower engraved in the lower right corner of the box, which is lifelike and particularly vivid.

This wooden box was bought by Xuan Yu specially asked Xiao Suo to go to the Mexican underground antique market.

...

Rong Li opened the wooden box, and there were two letters inside, the same pure white cover, which was a letter she and Xuan Yu wrote to each other twenty years later.

"After twenty years, we will go to the tree to dig out the wooden box and sit on the rattan chair in the garden to read the letter." Xuan Yu's tone and expression as he spoke were all expectant.

Rong Li's eyes contain a very gentle smile.

"At that time, you will be in your forties, and you are almost the same age as Uncle Xuan now."

He will also have a happy and fulfilling family, becoming a gentle husband and loving father to others. His wife must have a very beautiful appearance, full of wisdom, and support him. Their children have also grown up, handsome and beautiful, and are the best among their peers.

He must have a daughter whose facial features look more like him, especially those pairs of eyes that smile as precious as diamonds. His daughter has been regarded as the pearl in his hand since he was a child, and she is the most beloved princess of the Xuan family.

At that time, she had been away for a long time. He had a partner and had children. He could no longer remember the girl named Lord Rong, who was intimate by him. He was no longer sad, and lived a happy life.

This is enough.

Rong Li's throat was astringent, and tears flashed in his eyes.

...

Xuan Yu didn't notice it, took her hand and continued,

"I never expected to get old before. I was probably at this age of being free and willing to do whatever I wanted, but now I am very imagining and want to go and see it twenty years later.

Because, at that time, you were by my side, my wife and my children's mommy."

Rong Li's eyes hurt violently, and the cramped sourness surged up unstoppable.

She suddenly lowered her head in panic to cover up the ups and downs of her eyes, pretending to be busy and closed the lid of the wooden box, but unexpectedly, her movements were clumsy and the lid of the box hit her fingertips heavily.

There was a sudden pain, and Rong Li could hardly have time, and tears fell down like beads with broken threads without warning.

Xuan Yu was so scared that he quickly held her hand.

"Have you got stuck?! Let me see."

This is Rong Li's first emotional breakdown since he knew that he was not having much time.

She was like a little girl who was very wronged, squatting on the ground and suddenly threw herself into his arms, wrapping his neck tightly, tears flowing out, and her face was almost bursting with tears.

Xuan Yu was so scared that he wrapped her hands more carefully, hugged her body and shook it slightly, his voice was gentle and distressed,

"I should have come here, just look at it. Ten fingers are connected to the heart, it must be very painful."
Chapter completed!