When Luo Ying woke up from the neem bed, the setting sun had already sneaked out of the room and fled to the west of the sky. Pen~Fun~ Pavilion www.biquge.info The cold wind and cold originally made her head dizzy, and after drinking the red ginger tea boiled by Ah Bao who didn't know what herbs were put in, she soon fell asleep.

After a long night's sleep, the nasal congestion has been significantly relieved, the throat is no longer dry and painful, and even the mood is instantly relaxed.

Most of the decisions made by women depend on their mood, although the temperature is still cold in the early spring evening, Luoying still decides to get out of bed and go out for a walk.

She put on snow-blue cotton boots embroidered with pale yellow flowers, and put on a pure white snow rabbit fur cape with velvet collar and sleeves, and sat in front of the dresser, picking up the eyebrow pencil with dignity.

She saw herself in the bronze mirror, as calm as a chrysanthemum, and her eyebrows were no longer as immature as when she was young, but a little calmer. Laugh lines rise and fall like water ripples under the light and shadow reflected by the copper mirror. She gently lifted the tufts of long black hair like jade tassels on her forehead, and coiled back a proud snail.

"I seem to have changed. Luo Ying muttered to herself.

Is it because she has met love? She asked herself in her heart, no longer as innocent as a girl, but with the confidence and maturity to dare to carry commitments.

A gust of evening wind blew, shaking the strings of old black silver bells under the red tiles of the small courtyard corridor.

Luo Ying put down her eyebrows, raised her eyes, and saw that the line of sight was just right, a row of small silver bells were propping up the skirts, and against the background of sparse and strong cloud bones, they seemed to be kicking and dancing elves in the wind.

This piece of music is really familiar, I remember on her eighteenth birthday, my mother played it for her, she said, this piece is very mysterious, it has no name, and no one will call it, but as long as you listen carefully, you will know what it is telling.

Luo Ying inexplicably cheered up, she followed the music and hurriedly paced, and when she came to the courtyard, the sound was heard more clearly, as if there was only a wall apart, and it seemed that there was a whole sky in between. However, the wall was deep, and she promised that Po would not move around, so she had to sit on the stone bench, prick up her ears, and listen to this melodious music in the sky.

Whether it is a person or a thing, there are many times, we are not the first acquaintance, in the vast sea of people, maybe we have already passed by, or even looked at each other and smiled, but time has passed too long, and it has gradually faded into forget, and it has been forgotten, as strange as a world away.

"I hope I'll never forget you!" Luo Ying folded his fingers and reverently faced the sky that engulfed the sun, where even if he closed his eyes, he could find a holy place of no dust.

When the sky is about to darken, the music of Hulusi gradually fades away. Luo Ying just wanted to go into the house to light an oil lamp, when she heard someone squeak open the door, and with that, the warm light of a lantern came in from the small corridor with the sound of footsteps, and by the afterglow, she saw that it was Po back.

It's just that I haven't seen each other for a long time, and the moment my eyes hit him again, my heart is still tight, like a girl's skin, tight and full of vitality.

"Why did you come out, it's so cold outside!" When Po saw her, Luo Ying was still standing in place in a daze.

It was really cold, she couldn't help rubbing her cold hands, and replied: "I just heard someone blowing gourd silk outside, so I came out and listened for a while, are you done?"

Po walked over and took off his leather jacket to put on for her, with his warm temperature and thoughtful aura attached to it.

"It's nothing important, it's just a few ministers to socialize, let's go back to the house!" Po held her shoulder with one hand and a lantern in the other.

"Is there anyone else living next door?"

"Nope!"

"But I just heard the sound of someone blowing gourd silk, it's very clear!" Luo Ying said stubbornly.

"Then I don't know, maybe it's a new move, this is the Forbidden City, naturally there are many people yearning for it!"

"Oh!"

"However, there is a bird next door, I saw it not long after I came, a very large blue bird, has been living in the empty courtyard and refuses to leave, and everyone else says that it is a blue bird that the gods have degraded to the mortal world, and is imprisoned here to be punished!"

"Really?" Luo Ying's eyes widened, and although he was asking him, he had a convinced expression.

"That's it!" Po replied with a smile.

Luo Ying turned to his face and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Why do you ask this, you want to cook for me?" Po smiled like a child.

"No!" Luo Ying looked flustered and immediately denied it.

Out of the guilt of being indifferent to Ah Bao just now, she muttered and explained: "The food I cook is too unpalatable, it's better not to try it!"

"Well, then I'll cook for you, haven't you always wanted to eat?"

"How do you know?" Luo Ying was surprised, although she had always admired Po's cooking skills, but because of envy, jealousy and hatred, she had never praised him in front of him.

"Sister Chen told me, it's okay if you don't admit it now, anyway, there will be time for you to admit it in the future!" Ah Bao looked at Luo Ying with some pride, now he is guarding the clouds and seeing the moon, and he can see the spring breeze on his face with a lantern.

It's also strange that Luo Ying likes his arrogant posture more and more, not only is he not annoying, but he is also a little infatuated.

It's over, will it get deeper and deeper if it goes on like this? Luo Ying was so annoyed that she almost wanted to shoot her brain with a brick.

When the candles in the house were lit one after another, Po extinguished the lanterns.

"I'm going to cook, you're going to be here to behave. He held Luo Ying's face, eager to leave his sexy lip prints on her head.

"That, I've figured out where I'm going!" Luo Ying, who was anxious, was about to tell Ah Bao just after thinking about it.

"Where are you going? I've kept an eye on a few houses for you today, and I haven't had time to ask you if you agree?"

"No need to look for it, I want to go back to the master's house to live!" Under the candlelight, Luo Ying looked at him steadily, and there was a layer of mist in his eyes.

Does she still like Dr. Yang?

Ah Bao's eyes drooped faintly, until they reached the ground, what he was thinking at this time, Luo Ying was very clear, she paused, and said in an overly cold tone: "The master has passed away, and now the people who live in the Yang family are Uncle Niu and Lingyu, I want to live with them, and I will be very lonely if I live alone!"

"When did the doctor pass away?" Hearing this bad news, Ah Bao seemed even more sorry than her, indeed, a kind and useful good person to the society passed away, there will always be no shortage of people who feel sorry for him, but very few people will really grieve for his departure.

This is the sorrow of being a good man.

Luo Ying was silent, her thoughts were pulled from side to side by the trembling candle flames, she thought she could bear it, but in the end she overestimated herself, she held back her tears, stubbornly looked directly into Bao's eyes and said: "The master fell into the volcanic cave in order to save me when he was practicing medicine in Jiangjia Town. With the voice, the last of her tears were also lost in the candle flames.

"Is there still a chance to see him?" Po took a few steps closer, but didn't dare to get any closer, maybe the doctor's death was not insignificant to him, because of the infection of Luo Ying's sadness, he always felt that he should also be sad.

"It's all my fault that I didn't even find the corpse. Luo Ying finally couldn't hold back the tears, she fell into Ah Bao's arms, and cried bitterly: "It's me who is too willful! I'm really sorry for the master, woo!"

The whole room was filled with the sound of violent sobbing.

"What should I do, what should I do?" her series of dos made Po deeply feel the self-blame and guilt that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time.

The dumb-headed Po found that Luoying had really changed, she was no longer so barbaric and domineering, no longer so self-righteous, no longer so fearless, although she was still as stubborn as ever, straightforward, and unreserved.

"You're crying so ugly, I'm not afraid I'll dislike you!" After a long time, when her crying gradually slowed down, Ah Bao comforted her.

"Whew, if you dare to dislike me, I'll give it a try?" Luo Ying cried while not forgetting to talk to him.

"Okay! People have life and death, the moon is cloudy and sunny, look away. Po tapped her on the shoulder, as if coaxing a child.

"It's people who have joys and sorrows! stupid!" suddenly sounded in his arms, which startled Bao again.

"Yes, yes, people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, I'm really a fool! You are so smart, you must cultivate me more in the future!" Ah Bao will not let her know that he deliberately mispronounced the poem, and when he was studying, he often memorized this poem wrongly, so that Luo Ying always reprimanded him for pretending that his brain was full of paste. Now, he wants her to remember more of their past years, people in love are selfish after all, and he also wants Luo Ying to store only their past in her heart.