My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Chapter 2 Sun Moon Rotation
Li Siyu frowned slightly, paused in his footsteps, and did not enter the room immediately.

She thought for a moment before tying the black donkey to the dying peach tree.

And she, holding the skirt in one hand, stepped up the steps with the other, and walked into the room through the doors that were opened on the left and right.

Just the moment I entered the room.

Li Siyu backed out subconsciously, raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose, and frowned.

Just now, she smelled a rotten, already fermented smell, and there was a strong smell of wine.

Taking a few deep breaths outside the room, resisting the unpleasant smell, she stepped into the room.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the cloudy day made the room a little too dark.

Then with a little light, Li Siyu could clearly see the display and layout in the room.

To say it's a display is a nice way of saying it.

She also finally found the source of the smell.

In the room, snack packages can be seen everywhere, chicken bones, melon seed skins, peanut shells, and wine bottles scattered on the ground...

Some snack packages were even covered with mold, and she saw thriving mushrooms in a box of instant noodles.

And that's just the tip of the iceberg.

At a glance, the entire room could be called a garbage dump, including two wine bottles inserted upside down in the dead green plant pots in the house.

Those antique furniture were even covered by garbage, and then stained, so that the original color could not be seen.

This place...is completely different from the Zhang family in memory. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a two-level reversal.

In my memory, when Mr. Zhang was alive, the peach trees and peach blossoms in the yard were in full bloom, and the fragrance of flowers was overflowing. The grass was pruned and cleaned every day.

The room was spotless and kept clean at all times.

Everything is so well organized without any clutter.

But now...

All of this has changed, and it has become too different from what I remember.

huh~ha~
huh~ha~
The even snoring disturbed her thoughts and brought her attention back to reality.

Following the sound, I saw a corner of the room, there seemed to be a figure, wrapped in a thin quilt, lying on the ground to sleep.

Suppressing the unpleasant smell, Li Siyu carefully lifted the hem of her skirt, took steps forward, and looked at the figure vigilantly all the time.

When she came close, through the gaps in the already blackened light quilt, the still fair and familiar face, her expression became more sad.

The man lying on the ground sleeping in front of her... was none other than her fiancé, Zhang Hao.

Silently sighed.

Looking at the liquor bottle that Zhang Hao was still holding tightly, he knew without thinking that he drank too much by himself last night.

Taking advantage of the situation, he took the quilt, lay down on the ground and fell asleep.

Standing where she was, she bit her lip and stared at it for a long time.

She didn't choose to call Zhang Hao. Instead, she took a few steps back with her skirt, until she retreated to a slightly open place, away from the garbage dump-like living room for the time being.

Then, she rolled up the wide cuffs of the ancient Hanfu, frowned and looked at the hem of the skirt. After hesitating for a moment, she took out two thin ropes, lifted the hem of the skirt, revealing her flawless white ankles, and tied the hem of the skirt with the thin ropes. bound to the legs.

After doing all this, she breathed a sigh of relief, and turned her gaze to the living room, which was like a garbage dump.

Stepping over the threshold and walking into the living room, she started to pick up the rubbish without any scruples.

It can be seen that she is not pretentious, and she is not procrastinating, but very proficient, as if she often does these things, she is familiar with her hands.

However, this scene is extremely uncoordinated.

Wearing a dark green Hanfu gown, with exquisite and three-dimensional facial features, she looks like a graceful girl walking out of an ink painting, but she rolls up her sleeves and tie up her skirt, and cleans up the modern garbage quickly.

"cough……"

"Cough cough..."

But at this moment, bursts of coughing came from Li Siyu's mouth.

She covered her mouth and nose with one hand, and frowned, but there was no disgust in her eyes, just unbearable pain.

She didn't cough because she was dirty, or because she felt sick.

Growing up in the countryside since I was a child, I am not a golden branch and a jade leaf. I have suffered all kinds of hardships and suffered all kinds of crimes. Dirty and tired, I have accepted it since I was a child.

It's just that her health has been bad since she was a child, and now she is choked by the pungent and unpleasant smell, but her coughing can't stop, and there is a tendency to stop it.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Cough cough cough cough..."

It was also because of the bursts of coughing.

It overshadowed the even snoring, and gradually stopped the snoring.

The scruffy figure wrapped in a blackened quilt and sleeping on the ground rubbed his painful head and sat up, looking blankly in front of him. This place looks like a garbage dump, and... the road in the garbage dump The shadow of bowing and coughing.

……

"Where am I...?" Zhang Hao rubbed his head and took a breath.

I looked at the familiar scenes around me, as well as the living room that looked like a garbage dump, and the furniture that was covered in garbage, stained, and couldn't see the original color...

I'm home?

Shouldn't I... Shouldn't I be in Yanhai City?

How come...how come home.

Also, why is my house full of garbage?

Obviously since Siyu came over, there has been no more trash...

Ah.

What qualifications does he have to mention Siyu?

Ever since he was working in the city, he encountered some changes. He just learned that his father had passed away, and he became negative. He went to the hospital for an examination and got the answer of severe depression. Since then, he has been dragging his tired body and mind Back to Zhaojia Village.

At that time, he returned home because of depression, drinking all day long, doing nothing, feeling that his life was gray and colorless.

Only after drinking alcohol every day can he find his true self, the self who is not sick. He can find some self-consolation in the dream-like, illusory scene, find the so-called value of life, and find the reason to live. Depression In order to get relief.

He was addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself, because once he sobered up, the sense of gap between dream and reality was unacceptable to him.

In this situation, Siyu appeared. Siyu helped him pay off his debts, cleaned his house, took care of his daily life, and was busy with family affairs all day long, hoping that his depression would get better soon.

But what about him?
Still addicted to it, still tortured by illness, still decadent, ignoring everything Siyu has done, except drinking all day long...it seems that she hasn't done anything else.

This kind of life has passed five years... five years, living with difficulty.

For five years, Li Siyu took care of his daily life while filming his daily life. Unexpectedly, he became popular on the Internet and became the No. 1 ancient beauty on the Internet, earning millions a year.

But just as Li Siyu's career was on the rise, he finally got out of the troubles of depression with Li Siyu's company. He saw the light of life, he saw the meaning of life, saw Siyu's contribution to this family, and saw Siyu's dedication to the family. Yu's hard work, when he wanted to help her share, for this family, for her, when he lived for her.

The family... is gone.

Ridiculous, right?
Ridiculous indeed.

For five years, Siyu was busy and hard all day, plus filming and editing, etc., her bad body could no longer hold on.

Siyu fell ill, and not long... passed away.

After Siyu's death, he was disheartened, disappointed in himself, and suffered a relapse of depression.

Afterwards, he donated all his money, left the small village where he and Siyu had memories, and went to Yanhai City to earn a living by working part-time.

He was still drinking heavily all day long, and for a time he couldn't distinguish between reality and a dream. Then one day he drank too much again, lay down on the street and fell asleep just like that...

Looking back on this short life, it is really ironic.

But who is it that brought me back?
Zhang Hao endured the headache, thinking about everything after falling asleep.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Cough cough cough cough..."

There were bursts of coughing, which came to his ears more and more clearly.

Zhang Hao opened his eyes suddenly, and wanted to stand up, but he couldn't use his strength.

This cough... He was too familiar.

This is, Siyu's voice...it is Siyu's voice!
He braced himself, stood up staggeringly, and looked for the familiar figure in the room like a garbage dump with his eyes.

In the next second, the beautiful figure in the dark green ancient Hanfu, with the cuffs rolled up and the skirt tied up, came into his eyes.

Zhang Hao's pupils shrank sharply, tears welled up in his eye sockets, and the corners of his stubble-covered mouth couldn't stop turning up.

That's really... Siyu!

(End of this chapter)