The concubine was covered at the beginning of the forehead, and the flower was folded in front of the drama.

Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.

Living together for a long time, the two have no suspicion.

Fourteen is a gentleman's wife, and her shame has not been opened.

Bow your head to the dark wall, and you won't be able to call it once.

Fifteen began to raise eyebrows, willing to be with dust and ashes.

Always hold the pillar letter, how can you go to the Wangfu Tower.

Sixteen gentlemen traveled far away, and Qutang was piled up.

May is untouchable, and the ape mourns in the sky.

Late in front of the door, a lifetime of green moss.

The moss is deep and can not be swept, and the autumn wind is early.

Butterflies yellow in August, double fly to the west garden grass.

Feeling this sad concubine's heart, she sat sad and old.

Morning and evening, three chins, pre-book newspapers.

We don't have a long way to go, until the long wind and sand.

"Long Trunk Xing", this is the first ancient poem that Yisheng learned, which was not taught by the private school invited by the family, but explained in detail by his father himself sentence by sentence.

Childhood sweetheart, two little guesses, his father said that this is the most beautiful emotion in the world, and it is also the story between him and his mother.

At that time, she didn't seem to understand, looked at her father and asked, is it just like me and Brother Ji Huan?

The father was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, only saying that "there is a girl in my family who has just grown up", but he didn't give her that answer after all.

Later, she learned that this was also her mother's favorite poem, and in the diary her mother left her, these beautiful sentences appeared countless times.

Ji Huan finished reading the account book in his hand, turned his head to look at the little girl sitting next to him, who had not seen her for a few years, and the round little face in her memory had turned into a melon seed face, and she had grown a lot taller, and she couldn't help but smile, "You weren't even on my chest when I left, and now you're so big." ”

Yisheng came back to his senses and saw that he was done, so he said vividly: "Of course." ”

At the same time, he pulled down the blazer he put on himself, and asked Ji Huan beautifully, "Am I good-looking?"

Ji Huan looked at the picturesquely beautiful girl under the backdrop of the elegant dress, but he just smiled slightly, "Aren't you cold?

Just after a gust of wind, Yisheng shivered, put his coat back on, and scolded himself in his heart, it was really a newspaper of the world, that day on the boat, he laughed at the young lady who wanted to save face and put an umbrella out to match clothes, he is not the same today, just to let him see the most beautiful self at first sight, wearing such a thin skirt, he was about to freeze to death, but the man was not puzzled at all.

"In the future, I will live alone, are you afraid?" Ji Huan leaned over, rolled up the window on her side, and asked.

Yisheng flattened his mouth because of the failed fashion show just now, and said angrily: "I wasn't alone when I was in Moti, I was alone many times, and I was used to it for a long time, what's so scary?"

It was a gambling word, but when it came to the sadness of his own after all, he stopped talking and turned his head to look at the street scene outside the car window.

Ji Huan looked at her quietly for a moment, put down the account book in his hand, and stretched out his hand to pull her over, "If you want to cry, cry." ”

He naturally knew that Yisheng had already been accustomed to boarding life when she was at Moti Girls' School, but after all, it was in her own country, which was different from leaving her hometown alone and coming to a foreign country, and this was the first time she had left her father, who regarded almost everything as everything, and she would not see each other for a few years.

Yisheng twisted his head away and stared stubbornly out the window, "Who said I was going to cry." ”

's stubborn expression made Ji Huan suddenly see the little Yisheng who was holding the drugged puppy back then, heartbroken, but smiling all the time.

"Brother Ji Huan, Xiaobai is dead, it has been vomiting blood, I know that it was killed by Aunt Yin's medicine. ”

At that time, he looked at her with bloodstains, holding the stiff little white dog and smiling sadly at him.

He didn't try to snatch the dead dog from her hands, he just quietly walked over to her and sat down with her.

"Aunt Yin has always thought it is noisy, but Xiaobai is very well-behaved, never screaming, I know that Aunt Yin is because she doesn't like me, I hurt it, I shouldn't have brought it home, but it's so pitiful, like me, it doesn't have a mother. ”

He was all too familiar with such despair, and she was obviously too young to learn how to deal with it, so he understood that all she needed now was to confide and be companyed.

"I should have thought of it when I saw Qiao Lan come out, or I was too stupid. I told Xiaobai, since I can't protect you, then I'll help you take revenge, and I'll buy medicine to medicine her. ”

He didn't have the slightest disgust or shock because of the girl's shocking words, he just looked at the little girl quietly, laughing and laughing all the time.

"But no, because Aunt Yin will be sad when my father dies, I don't want my father to be like me now, so no, Xiaobai, I'm sorry, I can't do anything for you. ”

Ji Huan watched her gently and sadly rub the puppy's head with her face, still with a smile on her lips, her heart has always been indifferent, and for the first time, she has other emotions, it is unbearable, or pity.

"Cry if you want. He said to her.

She smiled and shook her head, "Who said I was going to cry, Dad likes to see me laugh the most, he said that I laugh most like Mom, Dad also said, girls who love to laugh, luck will not be too bad in the future, Brother Ji Huan, when I grow up, will I have good luck?"

That day, he buried the puppy with her, and then took her to see a Western film drama, which was a funny film, and he turned his head in the faint light and saw her silently burst into tears.

Then he heard his own voice, "Come to me whenever you want to come here in the future." ”

Since that day, Xiao Yisheng began to show him an extraordinary stickiness, although she did not have the experience of watching the play with her a few times, she always liked to follow behind him, and called Brother Ji Huan softly.

Do you regret it?

In the eyes of outsiders, he is gentle and easy-going, but in fact he is thoughtful, the city government is very heavy, and he does not like to interact with people too closely.

But this time, with this little tail that can't be shaken off, he doesn't seem to feel too much chagrin.

He knew that she was just a lonely child, just like himself.

She is lively and studious, clever and well-behaved, and polite to everyone, and this is just a tool to protect herself, only in this way can she be liked by everyone, can she make her father proud and worthwhile, can she have more love, and she can no longer be lonely.

She is too smart, and at a young age she knows how to compromise with life and make a harmless and tame gesture.

It's not a deliberate lie, the purity of her heart makes her really treat everyone around her who is good to her, but it's not love.

Since the death of the puppy, she has hardly loved anyone, anything, even the righteous salvation of the family and country that the young people are so passionate about, she does not care.

She has become accustomed to keeping her distance as an instinct to protect herself, and she no longer invests too much affection in anyone and everything, except for her parents, sister, Wu's mother, and him.

Ji Huan softened his eyes, quietly stared at the girl beside him, the faint sunlight broke through the clouds, through the car window, warmly held her in it, and her whole person was like an ironing halo, bright and warm.

This girl is still different from him after all.

Although her parents could not be with her for a long time, the complete and unreserved love and protection for her was enough to make her pure and carefree to grow up.

The sunshine in her heart is enough to dispel the haze caused by the injustice of the situation, which he has been missing, perhaps because of this, he will indulge himself temporarily, indulge in that clarity, absorb some warmth, even if he will eventually lose, at least, the residual warmth and remembrance in the palm of his hand will always accompany him, so that he also has the strength to continue walking in the darkness.