Zhan Rong and Xuan Ya have a deep relationship, and they have the same hobbies as each other, since they were children, they often play under the big tree at the entrance of this village, they can be said to have nothing to talk about, what is on their minds is always confided, never hidden, the two often sit next to each other, read together, but when they were children, they didn't feel how, as the two grew up day by day, their minds gradually improved, and they were shy to keep a certain distance from each other. Although they have a soft spot for each other, after all, men and women are different, and they can't kiss each other. Because of the feelings, they are together every day, and the two are naturally very close to each other, and sometimes when the skin is inadvertently touched, they quickly react, and they are embarrassed to each other. The two know each other's minds, and they both know each other's intentions, but no one has pierced this layer of window lattice paper. The two enjoyed their time together.

Xuanya mustered up the courage to express her heart to Zhanrong today, of course, it was a girl's family after all, so she had to ask questions to let the other party perceive. Implicitly and shyly expressed his thoughts.

Zhan Rong was also stunned when he heard this, he didn't expect Xuan Ya to take the initiative to express it, although he always thought that this expression of love should be that men should take the initiative. Perhaps they are accustomed to each other, so this expression is nothing more than a formality.

"Sister Xuanya, do I still need to express my feelings for you? The time with you makes me feel extremely happy and happy! I can't say anything to express my feelings at this moment, and I don't need to say much about my feelings for you, I just want to say that I will always be with you. ”

Although Zhanrong's expression is a little unfazed, it is not that it is overjoyed, and the sweet words are rarely used. There are no flowery words and rhetoric, but they are very sincere, but this way of expression makes Xuanya even more moved.

At this moment, the two hugged each other tightly, and the feelings hidden in their hearts could finally be revealed with relief. This feeling is so relaxing that the feelings that have been sealed for many years can be expressed in one go. Surrounded by love, they felt the inexplicable happiness, in the place they were familiar with, feeling each other's warmth, this soft moonlight, sprinkled on these two handsome figures, the breeze was light, refreshing and pleasant, this big world seemed to be condensed into a small world of two.

Feel each other's heartbeats, looking forward to this moment, time can freeze, this happy time can stop. There is no need for a thousand words, silence is better than sound. This beautiful night passed so quickly, and the sweet time of the two passed in the blink of an eye, after all, it was late, and the two of them were under the tree at the entrance of the village.

Zhanrong held the beloved "Historical Records" in his hand, and thought about going back to sit on the desk and hold candles, study carefully, and feel the charm of the words between the lines and the twists and turns of the storyline. He had read it more than once, and to his strange surprise, each time he read it, he gained a lot of different things. This is the most important reason why he likes this book.

Xuanya returned home with the sweetness of love and was in a good mood, but her father was uncharacteristically waiting at the door. On weekdays, when I go home, my father always works hard in this study, writing hard, but why is he so idle today but waiting at this door. She had a premonition that something was wrong, could it be that her father had something to say to her?

Unexpectedly, my father was straight to the point

I searched the study today, but I didn't find the "Historical Records", did you take it?"

Xuan Ya looked at her father's serious expression, but she didn't dare to admit it, and even retorted stiffly: "Dad! Your study won't let me in, your own books are left in a mess, and it's up to me to find it! How can I go into the study to get your books! Besides, you love books like life, how dare I touch your precious books!"

"What nonsense! You girl is really getting more and more ignorant, every book I put has a mark on it, I remember clearly that the "Historical Records" I put in the middle of the "Book of Han" and "Three Kingdoms", but today this search is nowhere to be found, and there are no outsiders in our family, it was not taken by you, so who else can recruit me from the truth, did you take it?" The father's face was blue with anger, and he reprimanded angrily.

Xuanya was also scared in her heart, after all, her father had never been so angry, which made him angry. She knew that this book might not be nothing, and her father was mainly angry that she lied, and her father hated dishonest people the most in his life. In his eyes, his daughter couldn't develop the habit of lying no matter what, but he never thought that Xuanya would lie with her eyes wide open to him, which really made him feel cold. Therefore, he was angry and angry.

Xuanya didn't dare to slack off, so she had to recruit from the truth, "Dad! You are angry! That book is indeed what I took it! I lent it out!"

"What did you say? lent it out? Didn't you just say you didn't take it? Now you said you lent it out again! Did you take it or did you lend it out?" Father's tone was unusually stiff. It feels like a parent is trying a case.

"Dad, it's been lent to someone else!" said Xuanya, a little trembling.

"Ya'er! You have a lot of skills! You know how to make up lies to deceive your father! Your mother is relaxed, she closed her eyes and left us ruthlessly, all these years, is it easy for your father to pull you with hard work? You repay me like this? I work hard, I study hard day and night, what is it for? Just because I don't want you to suffer with me, I look forward to the day when I have the title of the gold list. You can enter the court as an official, you can get rid of the poor life in this poor country, and you can enjoy your happiness. I'm thinking about you, it's good that you're still lying to me, do you think you're right about your dead mother, kneel down for me!"

Xuanya listened, hurriedly knelt down on her knees, two lines of tears had already flowed, thinking about how much her father had raised her for so many years, how much she had suffered, how many sins she had suffered, pointing to kowtowing to others, writing to earn two dollars, no different from begging on the street, as if he had used his dignity and backbone to exchange for this barely subsistence life. It's really not easy. Now is the critical moment to prepare for the exam, but at this time, I have stolen such an important book, which is obviously not done properly.

"Dad, my daughter knows that she is wrong, you shouldn't lend such an important exam preparation book to others, and make up lies to deceive you. Don't be angry, if you are angry, you will let me be good!It's too late to-morrow, and tomorrow morning, I'll ask for the book back, and from now on, my daughter will never lie again!Please forgive me!" Xuanya pleaded bitterly.

When Xuan Xiucai heard her daughter say this, she also softened her heart, and there are a few fathers and daughters in this world who are just talking

He didn't say anything more, but plunged into the study again and read it by candlelight.

Xuanya was lying on the bed, tossing and turning and unable to sleep, and the more she thought about it, the more sad she became. It was a quiet cry all night.

The next morning, she got up in a hurry, washed up, and looked at the bronze mirror, a pair of big eyes were already crying and swollen, and her face was pale and haggard. dragged his heavy legs and went straight to the big tree at the entrance of the village, waiting for the arrival of his lover Zhanrong.

In the morning, the air is humid and cool with a gentle breeze. Everything is so fresh and natural, the flowers, the trees, the grass and the seedlings, decorating this remote village. Thinking about last night, my eyes were blurred, and tears were dripping down the dirt under the big tree. Of course, there was joy in these tears. After all, there is still a person in this world who worries about himself and has trouble sleeping. Thinking that I have found my favorite, I am really extremely happy!

Zhanrong took the beloved book back home, and his parents had already fallen asleep peacefully after a hard day's work. It was in this faint candlelight that he opened the thick book with great interest, and his mood was very happy, not only because he could read this wonderful story, but more importantly, because he expressed his heart to the girl he loved, and he could feel the depth of the girl's affection for him. This hidden feeling in the heart can finally have a happy result. Countless times in his dreams, he dreamed of Xuanya's delicate big eyes, which were big and powerful, and her lively and lovely personality deeply touched him. He repeatedly recalled the picture of the two being together over the years. I feel really stupid, so stupid, many times Xuan Ya has expressed this love to him implicitly in the way of eyebrows, how she hopes that she can muster up the courage to express it to her! It's ridiculous to think about.

The power of love is very powerful, it can make the man and the woman intoxicated, even if the world is apart, it can also make the other person happy, it is a kind of anticipation, yearning, pursuit and happiness for the future. Even if there is no such skin-to-skin affection, it may be a good memory, or a beautiful smile, warm words, and gentle voice, which can ignite this spark of love.

Of course, for the two of them, perhaps it was this book that made them intoxicated, savoring life with fascination, understanding the rise and fall of dynasties, the change of kings, the fate of historical figures, cultivation, morality, and those lessons worth learning.

He was deeply attracted by these characters, and saw Xiang Yu's determination to break the cauldron and sink the boat, Yue Wang Goujian's courage to lie down and try to be angry, Zhao Kuo's stupidity in talking on paper, Mao Sui's self-recommendation on volunteering, Confucius's diligent and hard-working Wei compilation of the Three Uniques, Lü Buwei's "Lü's Spring and Autumn Period", Chen Sheng's ambition, these wonderful historical figures and events made him forget to go to bed.

This word and sentence is even more brilliant, wonderful, "the world is bustling, all for profit, the world is bustling, all for profit." The birds are gone, the good bow is hidden, the cunning rabbit is dead, the lackeys are cooked, the enemy country is broken, and the ministers are dead. The skin of a thousand sheep is not as good as the armpit of a fox, and the promise of a thousand people is not as good as the promise of a scholar......" He read it over and over again, just like a sentence of heavenly sound, making him feel the beauty of the timbre between the lines. In this way, he did not fall asleep until dawn, and he could not have expected that his lover was about to be in great trouble.

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