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Just like now, if I encounter a vicious dog in the future, I will not be able to escape the fear of being dominated by the blood knife.
In fact, I am a little confused, why there are wild dogs in the huge Chen Mansion, and why there are white cloths at the feet of the wild dogs. Just like when I look back at the past at this time, I can't figure out why he left me to drink half a pack of bitter medicine.
The same meaningful smile, the same ambiguous sentence. I can't think about it. Have no idea.
Perhaps my heart has already thought about me, which makes me depressed and irritable at this time. He has a friendship with my old friend, and I have a entanglement with him. How can we be close and distant, and how can I get rid of distracting thoughts. As for his wife did he really have a wife who was away? After only a few days of reunion, I gradually couldn't figure it out. If it was six years ago, even if I am not qualified, my fresh heart should allow me to ask.
At least not as I am now.
As I am now, I only dare to hold my chin and look out the window, watching the thin layer of clouds and mist blown away by the wind, like white waves. I hope that a blue bird suddenly flies out of the white waves, and an unreachable letter from the cloud comes, only teaching me to understand the answer I want.
Ruiguan said that I really like to meditate, and if I can deduce with my rich imagination, I will resolutely not use my rusty little brain. She summed it up perfectly. Mr. Rong said I was not born this way. Xu Shi has touched the flames too many times, and in the future, even if he only meets the candle wick, he dare not reach out again. It is better to watch the candle burn out and wonder whether it is hot or not.
She gently stroked my head and taught me, "When the candle burns out, it doesn't matter if you figure out whether it's hot or not. If it hurts too much, you won't even have the courage to reach out." , then what is the meaning of life? Huaguan, let the past go, you are still you, but you are stumbled by a stone, and you don¡¯t want to move away.¡±
Well, she summed it up very well. I don¡¯t want to move it myself. I¡¯m getting old. If I insist on moving it, I¡¯m afraid I¡¯ll lose my waist. Let¡¯s wait until I buy a shovel.
I have sat in my room for too long. It's been so long that I can't remember when Jing Xian left. Outside the window, there were pure white carrier pigeons flapping their wings and flying over the Chen residence, tearing out a light white trace.
So, half an hour later, I received a letter sent to me by Jing Xian. Said it was from Liuzhou, Mr. Rong wrote back to me.
I was not in a hurry to open it, because I was attracted by another letter that was attached. The words "Acknowledgment from Huamei" are beautifully and delicately written, much more vivid than the letter from four years ago. My heart jumped up in a hurry, and I had a premonition that I would see her goodbye.
At the end of the letter, Minmin told me with sadness, "I'm going to Jinling, it's hard to see each other again, Huamei cherishes it", has the past few years been smooth and happy?
It should be Ruyi. Presumably her handwriting was taught stroke by stroke by her husband holding hands in recent years. I testify that it is highly probable. Probably because the letter she sent me four years ago was still the same dog crawling word as mine.
What was a little better was that at that time her handwriting was able to mourn for her, revealing all her emotions, full of sadness and despair, while my handwriting at that time was still being tempered by Mr. Rong, and it was still so tragic that it is not sad. But please don't get the wrong level.
? Open the envelope, there are three full pages. She said that she had caught wind and cold again recently, and my husband took her on a trip to the mountains and rivers to get rid of her illness. During the period, she might pass by Yun'an, and I hope I will go back to my hometown to talk about it.
The whole article introduces the local customs and local cuisines, and I am almost drooling. After swallowing a few times, I realized that there were so many literary talents between the lines in her words, quite like the tone of a sour scholar in those days. To be honest, I was shocked.
Only the last few lines of the letter struck me as her usual tune: "I didn't say goodbye to him before I got married. Now that four years have passed, what happened back then should have been forgotten long ago? After all, I got to know him once. If I see him again , I hope he can say goodbye to me calmly, at least send a boat, and fill up the regrets of four years ago, that's all."
Why not me, I said goodbye to my neighbors all over the place, even the dogs that fought for food when I was young, but I didn¡¯t say goodbye to the most important person.
The only thing that is not saying goodbye is the same as Minmin. Her words "get to know each other once" and "that's all" are so indifferent. Did you really forget about it after you became a family? Everything that happened that year was just a sentence of "acquaintance". Struggling ups and downs in the sea of ??love for so long, there is only one sentence, "That's all."
If I had the realm of Minmin, I wouldn't still be looking forward to the blue bird that I didn't have. Failed, too failed. I can't beat my sensitive sister in the year of chasing the one I love, and I can't beat her with the strategies and methods used in the pursuit period.
Like me, who gave me the courage to chase such a good-looking man back then. I should guard Xiao ChunyanJing Xian and I went to a newly opened sugar cake shop in Qiaotou, and bought us sugar cakes out of her and brother's pockets. Tried thanking me to cover up the fact that she was craving sugar cookies herself.
Just as I was estimating how much dessert she ate today, Jing Xian readily agreed. Well, I haven't eaten Yun'an's sugar cake for a long time.
However, the world has tried to prove that sugar cakes are not so easy for us to eat.
"There are a lot of people at the bridgehead." I frowned slightly as I looked at the crowded crowd by the bridge.
Jing Xian casually grabbed the person running by and asked about the situation at the other end.
The man said, "It is said that a couple has been selling good medicines for wind and cold there since this morning. They have a two-year-old little girl with them, who can speak like a storyteller, but they can yell!"
"Little girl? What little girl?" The young master's eyes lit up, and he happily grabbed the young lady, "You go and have a look with me! By the way, buy the sugar cake!"
The little lady frowned, and was taken away without saying "disagree". I was afraid that something might happen to them, so I hurried to follow.
"Don't worry, I'll let people follow them." Jing Xian pulled me back, then let go slowly, paused for a moment, and then asked softly, "When I came out, the young master secretly told me that I was in the room just now Are you waiting for me?"
I stopped and looked at him, hesitant.
His eyes were slightly scorching, and seemed to have a little strength. As if expecting something, he stared at me expectantly.
Well, although my request will interfere with his official business, and it is not my wish to let him bend the law for personal gain, but at this time, only he can help me. I sighed wistfully, nodded and said, "Yes. Because I want to discuss with you and meet Xiao Chunyan."
"" Is it really as I saw, the hope in his eyes gradually dissipated, and then was shrouded in haze, he couldn't look directly at him, "You waited for me, just to see Xiao Chunyan?" The voice was very soft, revealing his paranoid tone Do not believe.
His paranoid rhetorical question made me not know how to answer. Because I know he can hear clearly. But why are you asking me back.
Just when the two of us were at a stalemate, a distant call came from the bridge.
"Cuckoo, run slowly, mother can't keep up¡ª"
It seemed that there was something crisp in my ear that made a "jingle" sound, which disturbed my heart. I want to be intoxicated by that sound, immersed in memories. Only by immersing in memories and escaping from reality can the stalemate between me and him be resolved.
"Huaguan, run slowly, I, I can't keep up!"
That gentle voice cut through the wind and snow, and spring is coming. In March, the willows are blowing on the face, and there is a faint sound of "jingling, dingling", and the sound is looking forward to.
Breathing in the warm wind, I turned my head and urged anxiously, "Sister Minmin, hurry up! If you don't catch Brother Lu, the boat will leave!"
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1. Seeing that there are little angels waiting for updates in the comment area, I have to scroll through it for the second time, I laughed unkindly, hhhh,
2. It is estimated that there is still one week to complete. Six thousand words per day. The day when sister Minmin passed by Yun'an to her departure is the foreshadowing of the climax of this article. The four of them (Lu Min Chunhua) are about to meet again to drink wine together, and it's hard to relieve their worries; gentlemen, don't be afraid, after all, I am also afraid.
3. Key words of the next chapter: leaving by boat, seeing off willows, saying goodbye for three months, rich gentry in the neighboring city go to understand Yulou. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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