One Leaf Understands the Meaning of Autumn

Past life be, present life he Previous life: A down-and-out young lady/opera actor In the winter when he was 18 years old, Song Xinning went to a local thousand-year-old temple on a whim to pray for blessings. Following the instructions, she picked up a prayer tape and saw six words written on it: [Predestined relationship in past life, perfect relationship in this life]. A thousand-year-old tree stands in front of the courtyard, its branches bent under the weight of snow, and snowflakes flying all over the sky. Song Xinning stood under the tree, quietly looking at the red ribbon in her hand. After a few seconds, she tiptoed to hang it on a branch. Unexpectedly, a strong wind hit, and the prayer tape swayed and floated to the ground. Song Xinning sighed softly and was about to bend down to pick it up, but a hand with sharp joints stretched out ahead of her. Song Xinning looked at the other party, and was caught off guard by a pair of deep eyes. The young man in front of him was smiling, with a tall and straight figure and a handsome outline. "The fate of the past life is perfect in this life." Xie Yuheng read the words on the red belt softly, and he handed the red belt to Song Xinning, "Is this yours?" After waiting quietly for a while, the other party made no move. Xie Yuheng slowly raised his eyes and his eyes fell on her face. After being stunned for a few seconds, his smile gradually faded. Another gust of wind blew up, snowflakes swirled around, and stars fell on their hair and shoulders. Song Xinning was stunned on the spot. It was obviously the first time they met, but the overwhelming sense of familiarity overwhelmed her. When she came back to her senses, she realized that her face was covered with tears at some point. Realizing that she had lost her composure, Song Xinning avoided his sight, turned around and prepared to leave. Unexpectedly, someone suddenly grabbed my wrist. She turned around and saw the boy from before. He looked into her eyes with a serious expression. "Sorry to bother you." Xie Yuheng paused, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "Have we met somewhere?" ———— In the autumn of the 19th year of the Republic of China, Song Xinning went south to Shanghai with her mother to visit relatives, and prayed in a local temple for family harmony and national security. Seeing that he was destined to be with her, the old monk took the initiative to give her a marriage knot. When the wind blew, Song Xinning didn't hold on tightly, and the red ribbon floated to the old tree in the distance. In desperation, Song Xinning had no choice but to catch up. The moment she reached out to hold the red belt, a hand stretched out from in front of her and held it. The red ribbon was held between the two hands and fluttered in the wind. The remaining flowers were floating on the treetops, picked up and scattered by the wind before they even hit the ground. Song Xinning raised her eyes and met Xie Yuheng's half-smiling gaze: "Girl, are you looking for marriage?" At that time, Song Xinning didn't know the origin of the young man who was married to her in the temple. Xie Yuheng, the fourth son of the Xie family in Shanghai, was famous for being a free-spirited man in the ten-mile foreign trade. He was the master of all things on the beach, and even gave the foreigners in the concession a three-point meal. As for Song Xinning, the granddaughter of the former important minister Song Heguang, after the fall of the Qing Dynasty, the Song family turned to business and became extremely wealthy. One in Peking and one in Shanghai. Two people who shouldn't have crossed paths ended up tied in knots at both ends of a red ribbon... Before he died, Xie Yuheng held the faded marriage knot tightly, and the blood soaked the red ribbon, leaving only one sentence: "I will grant you the country in this life, and I will grant you her in the next life." He thought she would live to live in peace and prosperity, but little did he know that she did not survive the winter when he left. There was a shocking explosion, and Song Xinning's body was not found. What flashed before her eyes before her death was still the young man's raised eyebrows as he held the red ribbon under the ancient tree. Fallen leaves are flying and red ribbons are swaying. Song Xinning wrapped the red ribbon around her ring finger little by little, imagining that it was a Western ring, but it was a pity that she and him would never be able to do it again in this life. A drop of clear tears slowly slipped from the corner of her eyes, and she murmured in a low voice: "Xie Yuheng, in my heart, I have already been your wife." The fate of the past life is perfect in this life. See you again, come and fulfill your wish. There is no solution to the knot of death, and it will never end until death, life after life. ———— "We agreed to accompany me to Peking to see Autumn, but you missed your appointment." How lucky I am to meet you, and how unfortunate I am in these troubled times. If there is an afterlife, I hope we will all be born in a peaceful era, without war or separation. It turns out that the ending has been decided as early as the beginning of the story. Everything started as a tragedy. 🍽️Consumption Guide: 1. Shuang Jie, the male and female protagonists are one and the same from beginning to end, so you can rest assured! ! ! 2. Past life be, present life he 3. The Republic of China is completely imaginary, do not pay attention to it, and does not involve history! ! ! Concept: Prosperous China