The rain was getting heavier, crackling down on the eaves.

The sound was noisy and disturbing.

There was a cold wind blowing from outside, and the young man's clothes moved with the sound of the wind, but he only stood aside, standing quietly on one side, watching the men, women, and children in the governor's house being dragged away one by one.

Despite being drenched in the rain, the young man remained in place.

Suddenly, footsteps came from behind.

It was Fu'an who came with an umbrella and stepped on the muddy rain.

"Where does the testimony of treason come from?"

The young man tilted his head slightly and said nonchalantly: "I don't know ......"

"The handwriting on the testimony is yours. ”

Listening to Fu An's firm and cold voice, the young man just smiled slightly, and a smile of inexplicability was pulled out of his lips.

"So, is the general going to arrest me and then overturn the case for the governor?"

Fu An lifted the sword, but the moment his hand pressed on the hilt of the sword, the young man had already taken a step forward and snatched the sword from Fu An's waist, and then threw it out.

has followed Fu'an for many years, and the young people have long known Fu'an.

The umbrella suddenly fell to the ground, and as the wind gusted down, the rain soaking both of them wet.

As far as the eye can see, the sky is dark and gloomy.

The young man suddenly gathered some sleeves, and inexplicably, he felt a little cold.

Fu An clenched his fingers: "Why?"

"I had a dream......," the young man's tone was calm and cold, and he turned to look at Fu'an and asked, "Do you want to hear it?"

"Say it. ”

The young man sighed deeply: "For so many years, it has been that dream that has been repeated over and over again. ”

It's a dream.

But it's so real that it can't be overstated.

At that time, it was still the splendid season in the late spring in the south of the Yangtze River, the alleys were deep and tortuous, there were blue walls and white tiles, pink bricks and gold buildings, and occasionally there were actors babbling on the stage, and the sound was faint and far away, and it seemed to come from nothing.

At that time, the young man was only eleven or twelve years old, and he lived with his clan in a courtyard in a deep alley, and there was a tall and prosperous begonia tree in the courtyard, which was like a brocade and beautiful.

There is a girl dressed in red, jumping down from under the begonia tree, her body is light and agile, with a shallow and soft smile on her face, like a begonia flower as beautiful and moving.

The girl said that her favorite was the begonia flower.

The east wind curls up and spreads the sublime light, and the fragrant mist is empty and the moon is in the corridor. I was afraid that I would fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I burned a high candle to shine red makeup.

The girl said that when she was a child, she had seen a heavy snowfall.

Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, except for a white and vast silver wrap, there is only oneself left in the vast world.

Heavy snow fell from the sky, covering the whole world with a white veil, as if it had been cut off from the world.

So, the girl tied a red ribbon around her parents.

Even if you get lost in the wind and snow one day, you only need to see that bright red like a begonia flower, and you can find the traces of your parents.

It's reassuring enough.

But that day, the girl sat on the begonia tree, looking at the people under the tree, but she saw a touch of red in it.

But it's not reassuring.

Instead, it's a burning red.

Under the begonia tree, the mother hugged the strange woman, tender and sweet, as if this snowstorm isolated the eyes of the world for them, so that they could hide under the tall begonia tree with peace of mind, telling unknown secrets.

The girl's body stiffened.

But she didn't dare to make a sound, so she could only hide in the tree, where the flowers and leaves covered her petite figure, and under the tree, her mother was swearing to a strange girl.

The name of the strange girl is called Begonia.

Since then, the girl has not climbed the begonia tree again.

Mother still occasionally meets Begonia, and Father doesn't seem to know about it, and only lives the most ordinary life day after day.

Miss Begonia is not a Silt Person.

On that day, a girl walking in the market bumped into a begonia girl.

The girl's body froze into ice in an instant, and she froze in place, looking at the girl in a daze, unable to move even a step under her feet.

None of them.

There is a shallow mark on the face of the begonia girl.

The girl knew that the begonia girl was not a silt, so ......

For the sake of her mother, the begonia girl volunteered to add the mark of the Silt Habitat to her face.

The girl asked her weakly and with difficulty, "Why ......?"

The begonia girl knows the girl.

She just smiled lightly: "I want to be with her forever." ”

"My mother is already married and has children......"

The girl wanted to push the begonia girl away, but the begonia girl had a gentle watery breath on her body, with a bone-deep tenderness, which sweetly could make people melt in it.

"I already knew...... "Begonia said, smiling again, "I know what I'm going to face." ”

The girl didn't want to listen, so she turned and fled.

That year, the girl never wore a red dress again, nor did she climb the begonia tree again.

She is disgusted with such charming and amorous flowers, and disgusted with begonias that seem to be prosperous and beautiful, but there are countless secrets buried behind them.

And then ......

A war ignited from Yannan Pass and spread to the city.

The people of Daluo were disgusted by the people of Daluo, and the people of the city were hurt like never before, and the people of Daluo were resentful, spurned, and hated, and they wanted to let the people disappear from this world.

The girl's father was beaten to death in the street.

Five or six men surrounded him in the corner, punched and kicked him, and spoke ill of him, and by the time the girl found his father, he was lying on the ground in misery, foaming blood from his mouth, and his bones were broken inch by inch, and there was no more life.

The girl burst into tears.

The cry attracted bystanders.

Seeing that the girl's face had the mark of belonging to the Silt Habitat Man, the original worry turned into disgust and disgust in an instant.

What's more, while scolding, he stepped forward, as if he wanted to beat the girl to death together, without any pity for the jade.

Others only looked coldly, and no one stepped forward to stop them.

Only the girl, dressed in red, stood in front of the girl.

It's the begonia girl.

Miss Begonia pleaded: "She is innocent. ”

"How can a Silt be innocent!"

"The Silt People are all scourges!"

"Heinous crimes!

“......”

Cursing, contempt, and sarcasm poured in, and the target was the thin and poor girl, who, in an instant, had become a sinner for the ages.

But only the begonia girl stood in front of the girl, blocking thousands of wind and rain for her, like a small boat that was still wandering at sea when the wind and rain were shaking, and when it was about to sink to the bottom of the sea, someone suddenly dragged the boat out with his own strength.

But after all, it's one person.

But not long after, the begonia girl also died.

She died in the fingers of a thousand husbands.

And then later......

When the young man first saw the girl, he saw her jumping down from the begonia tree with a light and gentle smile on her face.

The girl said that her favorite was the begonia flower.

The begonias in full bloom are charming and affectionate, but behind the seemingly prosperous and beautiful, there is a sadness that cannot be dissolved, as desolate and sad as waking up from a big dream.

But after all, it gradually drifted away and became silent.

The young man squeezed the girl's hand.

"Later, I'll be there. ”

The girl didn't refute, but she didn't agree, she just quietly let go of her hand, she still had such a gentle smile on her face, but her voice was so sad and sad: "No way......"

"How come?" the young man looked directly into the girl's eyes, his gaze burning, "In the future, we will only have happy things together......

"Happy ......?" the girl turned her head to look at the blossoming begonia flowers, and said softly, "From the day she dies, there will be no happy things." ”

The young man did not understand: "No, it will get better in the future......"

The girl didn't refute, still smiling: "You'll understand." ”

The youth later understood.

The day the girl died was not a special day, the day was clear, the wind was smooth, and the air was fresh and pleasant.

The young man was holding a begonia flower and was about to look for a girl.

The moment he pushed open the door, he saw the girl sitting on the couch, and a sharp blade pierced the girl's heart, and blood flowed out of the wound, staining layers of blood on the white and flawless clothes.

It's like a begonia blooming on a shirt.

Beautiful and sad.

The begonia flower fell to the ground.

The girl committed suicide.

She still had a faint and soft smile on her face, calmly dying, as if what she had done today was not the end of her own life, but the beginning of a new life.

It was finally clear to the youth.

"From the day she died, there would be no more time to be happy. ”

When the young man came out, he seemed to see the canopy of heaven falling heavily.

The cycle of dreams begins from this moment.

An elegant and beautiful girl like a begonia, she was as sad and sad as a begonia when she died, and finally stayed in the dream of her youth for a long time, smiling and smiling, and jumped down from under the begonia tree.

She said,

Her favorite is the begonia flower.

......

After listening to it, he didn't say anything.

The young man didn't speak, but picked up the thrown sword again, put it back in Fu'an's hand, and then turned around and left.

Fu An pursed his lips: "You're not the only one haunted by nightmares. ”

The young man's steps slowed slightly, and he turned his head to look at him: "It wasn't a nightmare. ”

It was a story about Begonia, although it made him as painful as a sword, tormenting him day and night, but he still couldn't bear to destroy, couldn't bear to forget, and always hid it in his heart

"If you don't go, the governor's family will be left alone. Pacifying summoned him

The young man was unmoved: "This is what I want." ”

As he said this, he walked all the way forward, but he still couldn't help but think of the little girl he had just seen.

So I went around and around in the heavy rain for a long time, and finally walked to the execution ground.

Blood mixed with rain flowed all over the ground, and the whole execution ground emitted a strong smell of blood, which was disgusting.

One by one, the men, women and children of the governor's family were sent to the execution ground and beheaded.

The little girl, who had been crying in a panic, was unusually quiet after seeing the people in her family being beheaded one by one, and only curled up and hid in the corner without making any sound.

It's quiet like a puppet, and there's no life.

So the young man stepped forward and stretched out his hand to the little girl.

The rain was heavy, and there were only a few officials here, and there was only one executioner, all of whom were on the execution ground at this time, leaving only the "prisoners" to tie their hands and feet here.

So it is very easy for young people to come.

The little girl looked up at the young man with doubt, fear, and a little dazed in her eyes.

The young man looked cold, without any emotion, but stretched out his hand to the little girl, but did not say a word, but after a short silence, the little girl raised her hand and took the young man's hand.

So the young man picked up the girl and walked out of the execution ground.

Naturally, I also met the officials who were supposed to be guarding here.

The officials recognized the young man at a glance: "This is the adult who is following General Fu'an!"

The young man nodded slightly, and said, "The little girl is involved in the rest of the case, and I need to take him away." ”

"Slow down, adults. The officials did not think about it, but watched as the young man took the little girl away.

The little girl who was taken away by the young man was the governor's daughter, and she tugged at the corner of the young man's clothes, looked at the strange surroundings, and raised her head to look at the young man from time to time.

When she was young, she suffered the destruction of her family, and only the youth in front of her is her only reliance now.

Had it not been for him, she would have died on the execution ground.

But the young man left her alone outside, and went in alone.

After knowing that the young man brought the little girl over, Fu An smiled angrily, raised his hand and pointed at the young man, and there was a splash of spittle.

"You are the murderer who destroyed her family!"

The young man raised his hand and removed Fu'an's hand, his expression was calm and without any emotion, but he said, "I am also the benefactor who saved her." ”

"She wouldn't have been sent to the execution ground!"

"I wouldn't have been banished. ”

Fu'an has long known that the young man is a silt, and he also knows that the young man's various actions are to express the hatred in his heart that is difficult to resolve, but Fu'an has never made the identity of the young man public, he just took a deep breath and said, "Kill her." ”

He is the enemy who ruined the little girl's family, is the cause of all this, if the little girl is left behind, what will be the situation when the little girl knows the truth in the future?

Fu'an didn't want to see that happen.

Even though......

Let a powerless little girl die at the most innocent age, and he can't bear it.

But there was no choice.

When the young man heard this, he smiled silently, his smile was slightly bewitching, which made Fu Anxin tighten, and then saw the young man draw his long sword from the side, turn around and go out, without the slightest pause under his feet, and was about to push open the door.

He really wanted to kill the little girl!

At that moment, Fu'an's heart was complicated and indescribable.

He hoped that the little girl would die, and there would be no more twists and turns and involvement in the future, but he didn't want to see the young man so mad, even a young and ignorant little girl.

"Stop!" Fu An gritted his teeth.

General Fu'an, who was surprised on the battlefield, seemed to be extremely fragile at the moment, he raised his hand and pointed to the little girl outside the door, and said word by word: "Take her away, don't let me see her in the future." ”

Don't want her life anymore.