After comforting Cai'er, Cheng Hao sighed, glanced at the increasingly gloomy sky, shook the snowflakes on his body, and turned back to the shop.

Inside the shop, there is a pot of charcoal fire, which is much warmer than outside.

The old man was half lying on the recliner, trembling by the fire, looking very cold.

Cheng Hao went to the back room and hugged a blanket over the old man, but even so, the old man still trembled, as if his body was about to die.

A look of worry appeared on Cheng Hao's face. Since the beginning of winter, the old man's body has not been as good as each day. Judging from this situation, he can't survive this winter.

"Haoer..."

Seeing Cheng Hao sitting beside him, the old man forced himself to sit up, his face showed a pale smile.

"Old man, I can't hold it anymore... Before leaving, I did one last thing for you... It's just this thing... You may not be happy, but I still did it. !"

The old man coughed a few times, and tremblingly took out a red envelope-like object from his clothes. Cheng Hao could see the two big characters on it at a glance-the marriage certificate!

"In fact, I have already discussed this matter with the old Lan family next door...Just yesterday, this matter was finally settled. I know that you will not agree to it. My son’s marriage, privately...cough cough..."

Cheng Hao was silent, he didn't know what to say, after all, the other party really treated him as a relative, and he couldn't be said to be wrong when he did this.

After a violent cough, the old man suddenly turned ruddy, as if returning to the light, he sat up straight, clutching Cheng Hao's arm tightly, with a face full of dismay.

"I'm lucky. When I'm old, I can still meet you to help me take care of my life... Old man I don't want you to be alone all your life. The taste of loneliness is really... terrible. ......"

"very scary......"

As if breathing out his last breath, the old man lay down slowly, with a relieved smile at the corner of his mouth, and slowly closed his eyes, except that the arm that grabbed Cheng Hao has not been released. It seems that the last hold Nian, still can't let him go!

Cheng Hao didn't say a word, wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, helped the old man tidy up his clothes, dipped a towel in warm water, wiped the old man's body, and helped him to finish the last journey decently.

After finishing his appearance, Cheng Hao took all the calligraphy and paintings off the wall and spread them out one by one, like layers of bedding, spreading on the old man's body.

"I know you like these calligraphy and paintings, take them on the road together, hope that in the next life, you will not be so alone again!"

Over the years, Cheng Hao has not known the old man's name, but only knows that his surname is Li. When he was young, he seemed to suffer love, and has never married a wife and had children ever since.

Cheng Hao knew that the old man thought he was just like him, and he had been reluctant to marry for life because of his love, so he made a decision without authorization and made a marriage contract for himself. He didn't want to let himself be like him and be alone for most of his life.

...

This year's snow is much heavier than in previous years. The goose feather snow has fallen for two days in a row, burying people's calves.

Fortunately, although the snow is heavy, there is no wind.

With the help of neighbors, Cheng Hao seemed to be much older after the old man was buried. He often sat alone in an empty shop in the middle of the night, sitting all night.

He still likes painting and calligraphy as always. Sometimes it takes a whole day to paint. Sometimes Cai'er doesn’t have time to come over to give him food, so he doesn’t even eat food, and he keeps painting. It seems only when he is painting. A deep sense of loneliness will keep him away.

Loneliness is the feeling that Cheng Hao has existed from beginning to end. This feeling will not be reduced by the company of the old man and Cai'er before. The feeling of being incompatible with the whole world, like being in an illusory world, makes him unable to speak.

This unspeakable sense of loneliness is far more terrifying than being alone.

...

Time is hurried, and another three years have passed in a blink of an eye.

In the past three years, perhaps it was because I was shy about knowing the marriage contract, or to avoid suspicion. In short, Cai'er came to Cheng Hao less and less frequently. Most of the time, it was the guy in the Lan's shop. Bring food to Cheng Hao.

In the past three years, the name of Cheng Hao's painting immortal has spread throughout the capital. It is said that after seeing his paintings, an immortal had a rare epiphany. From an ordinary immortal to a supreme immortal, he called the wind and the rain. It's vast, and it's all worshipped.

To return to the peach for the plum, the fairy passed down the decree and officially gave Cheng Hao the title of painting immortal, protected by the fairy, who provoked Cheng Hao, died!

Cheng Hao didn't have any opinion on this. At the very least, the purchase of paintings by some wealthy people based on their power never happened again, but it made his life a lot more peaceful.

Time is the most irresistible force in the world. Cheng Hao's appearance has also changed from three years ago. He is no longer a young man, but a middle-aged man. A wrinkle gradually appeared on his face.

It was another cold winter night on this day. Snow falling from the sky spread a thick layer on the ground outside the shop. Cheng Hao continued to sit in front of the desk, preparing to paint, as usual, baking the fire.

Squeak!

The door of the shop was opened, Cai'er's pretty Shuling face poked in. When she saw Cheng Hao, she blushed immediately, lowered her head, turned and beckoned back.

"Daddy, come in, uncle is in the house."

Cai'er's father carried a wooden box and walked in with a smile on his face. After seeing Cheng Hao, he asked cautiously: "Cheng... brother, are you busy?"

Cheng Hao nodded, put down the paintbrush in his hand, got up and walked over.

After a few simple greetings, the two sat down at the dinner table. Cai'er swiftly took the wooden box from his father and opened the lid. Only a few plates of delicate dishes and two pots of rice wine were placed inside. .

Cheng Hao quietly watched Cai'er bring the wine and vegetables to the table, without speaking, the atmosphere was a little dull for a while.

"Well, Brother Cheng, Master Li has passed away for three years. I didn't urge you to marry Cai'er before. Now Cai'er is a sixteen-year-old girl and it's time to marry. Do you think we Set a date for Cai'er to pass the door?" After a slight silence, Cai'er's father took the lead to talk about the marriage.

Cheng Hao did not answer Boss Lan’s question, but turned to look at Cai'er, "What about you, what's your opinion?"

"Parents' orders, the matchmaker's words, since Dad has already made a marriage contract for Cai'er, Cai'er naturally has to obey it!" Lan Cai'er's face had already blushed a lot, and her head was lowered, a pair of Xiaojiabiyu Renjun picked Looks like.

Cheng Hao sighed, there were some things he didn't want to do, but now he still needs to do it.

"Cai'er, you know my situation. If you want to marry a wife and start a family, you would have done it long ago. Why wait until now? Marry me, you will not be happy!"

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