So she was very afraid of death and said, "Zhan has a good impression of people with stories, I wonder if Zhan can have the honor of being Sister Lin's listener?"

Shangguan still said it for a moment, Lin Wanyan was a little stunned, she was stunned for a moment, her brows furrowed slightly, as if she was thinking about something?

Shangguan still saw that she was a little embarrassed, and then immediately said: "Forgive me for being abrupt, of course, if Sister Lin is inconvenient, she will never mention it." She was just curious to know why Lin Wan seemed simple and ordinary, but she had a look that seemed to be vicissitudes. Her eyes and temperament don't seem to match everything she should have at her age. Her eyes were empty, as if she had experienced something, and Lin Wanyan gave her the feeling that she should be the kind of person who was carefree and cheerful.

Although she grew up in the Qinglou, the former boss of Man Chunyuan has always treated her as if she were her own flesh and blood. Didn't let her ask her for anything as an adult? And after her teaching, Lin Wanyan is not only talented but also empathetic. Even the innate dust of the Qinglou woman has never been touched by half a point. She is like the lotus flower in the middle of the flower pond, out of the mud without staining. At first glance, she is indeed the most dazzling.

Shangguan's curiosity, as well as the feelings he considered for her, made her a little surprised. This girl is real, in fact, it doesn't hurt to say it. Since that incident, I haven't said a word to anyone.

Then she sorted out her emotions, and then showed a light smile and a relieved expression: "In fact, Wanyan was born in a scholarly family since she was a child, and she also lived the days of brocade clothes and jade food and clothing, and clothes to reach out for food and open her mouth, and her family education has been strict since childhood. Since I became sensible, like those official ladies, I have learned embroidery, read poetry and books, and learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. ”

Speaking of this, Lin Wanyan's face obviously became a little gloomy. Shangguan still poured a cup of tea for her, and also poured himself a cup and listened carefully to Lin Wanyan's next words.

"I still remember that day, out of playfulness, I clamored for Aunt Qin to take me out. Aunt Qin was helpless because of my quarrel, so she took me out of the house. Take a stroll around the neighborhood. ”

Star and Moon Dynasty, 321 A.D.

A virgin about ten years old, her complexion is like snow, her facial features are delicate and delicate, delicate and playful, peerless and delicate, and a pair of eyes as bright as stars, like a lake and a clear spring. The little girl wears a light blue skirt. The little girl looks beautiful and playful, and she is tied up with the clouds. The bow headband went down her waist with three thousand strands of hair. The little girl was holding a windmill in her hand, and her beautiful face was smiling brightly.

"Aunt Jean... Let's go back quickly, or then my father and mother will be angry with Ning Xue again, and lock me in the room and confine, so that Ning Xue can't..." She turned quickly, as if she was deliberately hiding something. No, I can't let Aunt Qin know about my relationship with Brother Feng. Otherwise, she won't take me out to play. In this way, I can't play hide and seek with Brother Feng and dig out birds' eggs...

In the face of Situ Ningxue's words, Aunt Qin was helpless, she didn't find Situ Ningxue's deliberate concealment. I saw that she was dissatisfied: "Miss, you still say, if you go back late, you will not be the only one who suffers." I'm afraid that even the old slave will be scolded by the old lady. ”

"No, it won't... No, if you blame them, you will tell them that Ning Xue has to go out, you can't screw Ning Xue, so you have to do this, so that Daddy will not blame Aunt Qin, after saying that my mother has always liked Aunt Qin, as long as my mother says a few more words, Daddy listens to my mother's words the most, so I will definitely help to intercede... Daddy's ears are soft, and he will definitely not blame Aunt Qin. ”

The little girl said innocently, she pulled Aunt Qin's palm, and couldn't wait to go back. Stick the windmill in your boudoir in your hand.

The moon is bright and the stars are shining. A glittering meteor pierced the silent starry sky. A high-walled backyard not far from the avenue, on such a moonlit night, suddenly a fire burned the entire compound.

"Father, mother...?" a childish voice sounded, and she cried out heartbreakingly. The little girl cried out a few words. The fire was so fierce that it had already burned down a house in the backyard with high walls, leaving no trace.

The fire was blazing, the little girl was stunned, her eyes widened, watching the terrible scene in front of her, she couldn't believe and even suspected that this was not the home she knew.

She dropped the windmill in her hand and ran like crazy, but Aunt Qin, who was following her, stopped in time.

"Miss, you can't go over. The fire is too big and you'll die. Aunt Qin hugged Situ Ningxue tightly in her arms and blindfolded her.

Situ Ningxue struggled desperately and wanted to run. She didn't believe it, she didn't believe how her home, which was still intact in the morning, could suddenly be engulfed in flames. Her father, mother, and newborn brother were all buried in the fire.

The fire soared into the sky, and a huge flame lit up half of the dark night sky, and people from the neighborhood raised their hands to help put out the fire. Situ Ningxue, the only survivor of the Situ family, fainted after facing this sudden fire from the sky and couldn't withstand the blow.

Three days later, Situ Ningxue opened her eyes weakly. She stared at the unfamiliar in front of her. The rooms are small and simple, and the houses are all built of bricks. It can be said that there are four walls of home. An ordinary big bed, even the yarn account is ordinary, not in ordinary fabric. Situ Ningxue's face was pale and weak, and her lips were white and dry. She got up and sat up, holding her legs in her hands, looking extremely vulnerable and helpless, the tears in the corners of her eyes gradually drying.

Aunt Qin came over with a basin of water, and when she saw the little girl sitting on the bed quietly hugging her legs, her heart twitched slightly.

Aunt Qin put down the basin in her hand and wrung out the towel to help her wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes. But the little girl grabbed her sleeve.

"Aunt Qin, I had a terrible nightmare, I dreamed that there was a fire in my house, and my father and mother were all burned to death. But Ning Xue felt that this was a nightmare, Ning Xue didn't believe it, Aunt Qin, tell me, I didn't have a nightmare, didn't I?"

Situ Ningxue excitedly grabbed Aunt Qin's sleeve, and then she ran out of bed excitedly, desperately running to her familiar home, but when she stood on the avenue, facing the former palatial compound. Overnight it was already a land of ruins. She still couldn't bear the blow. Her brother, her father, and her maidservant. No one was spared, and all of them hid in the flames. Situ Ningxue covered her mouth in surprise, and she fell to her knees with both feet and cried bitterly.

When Aunt Qin saw her coming, she hugged the teenage girl with her only trace of warmth, she squatted down and hugged Situ Ningxue, who was crying bitterly, and said, "Miss, the lord and the lady are dead." "Aunt Qin is her nurse and has always been concerned about taking care of her life since she was a child. She was just an ordinary woman, and she didn't have much verbal comfort in the face of this scene. Just to hold this now helpless child in her warm arms. This young lady, who used to be naughty and cute in her eyes, became silent overnight, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

A fire took away her innocence, Situ Ningxue has been guarding this already ruins day and night, she sleeps in this ruins every day, guarding everything she has memories of now.

During the three days she was unconscious, her relatives buried the bodies of her parents and everything else, thinking that she too had been reduced to ashes by the fire. Aunt Qin brought her back and told her that she no longer had a home, and her home would be her Situ Ningxue's home in the future, saying that she would take care of her.

Two months later, Situ Ningxue was carrying a bamboo basket in her hand, because of the sudden change in her family, she seemed to have grown up and become less for a while, and she lost her innocence in the past, and lost the innocence she should have at her age.

Situ Ningxue was dressed in ordinary plain clothes, carrying a bamboo basket in her hand, which contained some wild vegetables that she had dug up in the mountains, which was their daily life now.

Situ Ningxue was just about to enter the door, but she heard the noise of men and women inside. She stopped, hid behind the door, and was afraid to enter.

"I don't care, I always know that you have to find a way to get her away. Our family can't afford to raise this lady in distress. A man in his fifties, puffing his way away from the woman's hand, said in a non-negotiable tone.

"How can you say such unconscionable words? The Situ family treats us and our husband and wife very well. Now that they have died tragically, leaving only the only blood of the Situ family, you and I should raise her to adulthood, repay their kindness, instead of letting their only blood flow on the streets. Anyway, my wife won't agree to anything. ”

I saw a middle-aged man, and snorted coldly: "There is a begging stick in front of the door, and relatives and friends don't come to the door." It's useless if you don't agree, I'll send her away tomorrow. ”

Situ Ningxue stood outside the door, and she heard the words inside clearly. Tears had already slipped down her immature face. She leaned helplessly against the wall with her eyes closed, and then she threw down her basket and ran out into the street.

On the street of the bustling avenue, a skinny little girl ran helplessly on this once favorite street. She now understood that what didn't belong to her, and she shouldn't be a burden to others. She knew that Aunt Qin's family was not wealthy, and the ordinary house was very small and did not have a few rooms. They also have several children to raise, and if you add her, it will be even more difficult.

After leaving, Situ Ningxue, wandering around, had no fixed residence, and that year the country broke out in war, and the people were displaced and fled all the way south. Terrible things happened on the way. She was targeted by several traffickers who brought her into what is now the capital.

And she was trafficked by traffickers, not just Situ Ningxue? What happened at home, she had already been numb. So when they arrested her, she didn't resist. Other children were afraid to cry out loud. And she just cowered in the corner, silent, not noisy.

A few days later, she was adopted by Man Chunyuan, the former owner of this building, Situ Ningxue. Although it is the land of fireworks, in comparison. But there is a little more humanity than the outside world. Lin Wanjun would never force any woman to sell herself. The sisters in the building all called her Mother Lin, and Situ Ningxue naturally changed her name to Lin Wanyan with her surname.

Lin Wanjun taught her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and carefully took care of Situ Ningxue. No... It should be called Lin Wanyan. She gave Lin Wanyan a lost family affection.