Feng Langlang has followed Feng Yazi to travel around the rivers and lakes since he was a child.

Feng Yazi's nature is wild and casual, but the daughter born is extremely delicate and well-behaved, Feng Langlang has followed his father to practice outside for many years, and naturally does not lose his heroic spirit, but his nature is always soft and delicate and simple and considerate. Compared with Ye Yue, the younger sister and the lord of Shuangning County, who often goes to play together, she is really docile and well-behaved, lively and lovely.

Feng Langlang has seen all kinds of characters in the rivers and lakes, most of whom can argue with Feng Yazi, and their demeanor is a little rough and heroic. The delicate and delicate wind of the heart is not disliked, but it does not give birth to much closeness.

When he was nine years old, Feng Langlang followed his father to the public loser. Feng Yazi was discussing things with the public in the main hall, and she slipped away to the backyard garden alone to watch and play.

At that time, the sunny day was clear, and the spring scenery was full of red mud.

She saw a slender young man riding alone on a tall horse under a grassy tree, gritting his teeth and pulling the reins in his hand. The sunlight refracted from the boy's frightened face, which was particularly fragile.

The black-haired horse's eyes were extremely untamed, and at first glance it was a fine wild horse that had not yet been tamed, constantly raising its hooves and running, trying to throw off the man on its back.

Feng Langlang twisted his eyebrows and looked at it simply, and couldn't help but sweat for the slender young man.

The young man was dressed in exquisite brocade, and he must be the son and young master of the public loser, but when he saw him sitting alone on the back of the horse and holding on to the reins, he was clearly frightened, but he didn't say a word, and when he was in danger, he gritted his teeth and hugged the neck of the black horse, and sweat came out of his neck layer by layer, but he still didn't shout, didn't cry or shout.

Even the horse trainer turned white with fright, and his slender body was shaking all the time. At first sight, you can see that you are very cowardly.

Feng Langlang didn't know if he was reckless or being teased, but when he saw that he refused to stop, he couldn't bear it but didn't say a word, for some reason, he felt that this must be a very gentle person.

Later, the boy missed the reins and was thrown out by the wild horse, Feng Langlang was startled, and hurriedly jumped over on tiptoe to catch the boy, after all, she was young, and the momentum of the two children was not small, so they rolled down into the lawn together.

Nine-year-old Feng Langlang got up and spit out the grass in his mouth, frowned at the little young master and said, "Why can't you even tame a horse." ”

Thinking that he was not lightly frightened, and when he rolled down, he also fell and hurt, and the little young master got up for a long time, looked up at Feng Langlang, and spoke in a very small voice when he lowered his head: "I...... Can be tamed. ”

Feng Langlang blinked, and then he watched the little young master go to the wild horse that was tied again, and he wanted to climb up and tame the horse along the trunk of the tree. Feng Langlang twisted his eyebrows, and couldn't help but pull him: "I'll help you tame, I will." ”

The little young master looked at her stunned, a pink crimson appeared on his face, and he smiled shyly, but still shook his head: "Thank you, but I'll just tame myself." ”

Feng Langlang stood in place with his eyebrows twisted, and really saw him climb on the horse's back again, and then he was thrown down again, and he climbed on the horse's back again, and he was thrown down again...... Climbed up again...... Fell again......

Later, a brocade robe was covered with mud and grass, dirty, and the little young master's fine white face was also blue and purple, which was really pitiful.

But he struggled to get up and had to pass.

Feng Langlang couldn't see it, and grabbed him: "I'll help you tame!

He gritted his teeth and shook his head, smiling at her shyly as before, "No...... No need...... I'll just tame it myself. ”

Feng Langlang had to let go and watched him climb onto the horse.

But before he could sit down, he was thrown off by a wild horse, and the boy fell to the ground and still did not say a word, but the place where he fell was too close to the horse, and the horse's front hooves were raised, and he was about to step on the boy mercilessly. The boy hurriedly tried to dodge, but it was too late.

Feng Langlang didn't have time to think about it, so he rushed over to block him, and two mustang hooves hit her hard in the chest, pressing her eyes black, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and she lay on the lawn for a long time without relieving herself.

The little master was in a hurry this time, and hurriedly dragged her away, and when he saw the girl with her eyes closed and still and blood on her mouth, she cried out with a wow. Shake the shoulders of the wind with all your might.

Feng Langlang was still slowing down, but he was stunned when he heard the crying, struggled to get up and stroked his chest, and saw that the little young master was still crying hard, and said incoherently while holding his tears: "You...... Don't scare me...... Wake up...... Wake up......"

It was clear that he was trembling on the horse before, and he was thrown down by the wild horse so many times, but he didn't cry.

"I woke up...... But I don't know if I'll sleep again......" Feng Langlang looked at him with a grin, wiped the blood from his mouth, and couldn't help but want to tease him.

The little master tried hard to wipe away his tears, and took out a delicate iron ornament with red eyes: "I'll play with this, don't you sleep......"

Feng Langlang took it and looked at it curiously: "What is this?"

"This is a family heirloom of our public loser, called the dark iron pattern, which is made of dark iron, and it cannot be broken...... It's my favorite thing. The little master sobbed and said.

"Really, it's not bad? Feng Langlang pulled out the Yue Nu sword, "You said that if you can't break it, I'll try it with the sword." ”

The little young master was stunned and didn't respond, Feng Langlang slashed three crookedly with the tip of his sword. "Oh! I didn't mean to!"

The little young master looked down and saw that the dark iron pattern that he had never loved had been marked with three ugly traces. The eyes are red again: "You ......"

Feng Langlang panicked, and hurriedly pointed to the traces and said, "Don't cry, don't you see these three looks like the wind blowing?"

The young man held back his tears, stroked the Xuantie pattern distressedly, bit his lip and nodded.

Feng Langlang smiled and continued: "This is my 'wind' character, my name is Feng Langlang, you just engrave my name on it, so that I can recognize you when I come to play with you in the future!"

The little young master looked at her, and his eyes showed shy joy: "...... You're going to come and play with me in the future?"

"Where do you want me to be?"

“…… Think. ”

"Then you wait for me~"

"Good. ”

"You won't be so crying at that time!"

"I ...... I don't like to cry. ”

"I'll come to you when I grow up and see if you have learned how to train a horse~"

"That'...... I'll wait for you. ”

……

After leaving the public loser, Feng Langlang will think of the cowardly young master from time to time, who can cry, can bear very well, is very kind, and has a gentle heart.

It's just a small promise when I was a child, but it's firmly engraved in my heart.

After countless times of depiction and repetition in front of Xiao Yue, she suddenly realized that she had left her heart behind the timid and soft young master.

Every time I remember it, it is a different kind of sweetness and faint expectation.

Ten years later, the sixth year of Emperor Xia Wu.

Nineteen-year-old Feng Langlang came to Xuzhou again.

The girl walked on the street, and a thing fell on the second floor of a wine shop, which was falling into the girl's arms.

One person is dressed in purple and long clothes, graceful, with a soft expression, and he is also looking at it.

His complexion was still slightly pale, and the cowardice between his eyebrows seemed to have turned into softness, and his eyes were elegant and gentle, just like she imagined him to grow up.

"Girl, it's a family heirloom token that accidentally fell into the hands of the girl......"

Feng Lang smiled like a flower, and there was a slight wetness in his eyes. She looked at him deeply, raised the dark iron pattern in her hand and said to him, "...... Do you remember me? I came to you as promised. ”

The man's expression was stunned for a moment, and then regained his softening. The voice was very gentle: "Are you ...... The wind is clear. ”

The eldest son of the public loser family lost the rain, and he was frail and sick since he was a child, but he became famous.

She finally met him when she grew up, and she saw her little master again, and he still remembered her...... Remember, that little pact of theirs.

He was frail and sickly, but he was tough and smiling, and he was free-spirited, elegant, and gentle.

She had imagined that he had become no longer cowardly, independent in his studies, reserved and steady.

But even though he was still weak and sickly, she was still willing to block the horse's hooves for him and protect him behind him, as she had done when she was a child.

Standing in the courtyard of the Rain Curtain Pavilion, she happily looked at the once unruly black horse, who was now raised in a delicate stable in the courtyard, and flicked her tail leisurely.

"It's already tamed?"

Gong Yu nodded.

"Do you still cry as much as you did when you were a child?" she asked him.

Gong Yuyu smiled and didn't answer.

"Have you learned how to train horses?"

Gong Yuyu's eyes were gentle, but his expression darkened, and he suddenly raised his head and said, "I am too weak to train a horse." ”

Feng Langlang looked at him distressedly, Huo Ran said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, as long as you don't let me help you like then, I can help you tame all the horses you want to tame." ”

Gong Yiyu looked at her deeply, his eyes complicated. As if he wanted to laugh, but in the end he cried, and he replied in a dumb voice: "...... Good. ”

The day before she got married, she stroked the delicate dark iron pattern in her hand, and Huo Ran asked him: "Why is my word 'wind' missing?"

He smiled gently: "...... If I miss you, I will stroke this black iron pattern, and after many years, it will be smoothed. ”

Feng Langlang looked up and smiled, with a bright smile, and there was no doubt about him.

"Father has promised that we will marry tomorrow. Gong Yuyu gently hugged her.

Feng Langlang's face turned crimson, "Didn't you say you were waiting for your brother to come back?"

Gong Yu's eyes were pale and sunk: "The owner of the village went to the Western Regions to transport meteoric iron, and the return trip is uncertain, and he has already received the summons and will come back on time, thinking that something is delayed." He lowered his eyes: "I've waited for him too long...... My father didn't allow it. ”

Feng Langlang nodded, and Ying Ying smiled: "Okay." ”

On the day of marriage, he looked depressed for some reason, and he could see that he was hesitant, and he smiled and held his hand.

Gong Yiyu turned his eyes to look at her, and his eyes were blank: "I am weak and sick, and I am a concubine, if you regret it now, it will be too late." ”

Feng Lang laughed out loud, blinking as if he was naughty, but sincere and gentle: "You have always been the little young master in my heart, whether you are a concubine or not, whether you are weak or not, I will protect you and take care of you......" She looked at him: "...... Hello to you. ”

Gong Yiyu couldn't help but reach out to touch her face, with a complicated expression.

That night, he sat opposite her in the cave room, and he entered the room very late, and since then he has been sitting by the desk and drinking.

Feng Langlang took off the red cover and walked to the side of the case, without asking the reason, he only accompanied him silently, eating or drinking, looking pleasant.

And he looked at her, and he stopped talking...... Burst into tears. Suddenly he held her hand tightly and wanted to say something.

Feng Lang looked at him meekly and obediently, waiting for him to speak.

A man came in a hurry and pushed the door open. She could hear the noisy voices of the maids outside the new house.

When I looked up, I saw a man with a handsome eyebrow and a dusty face.

Between her expressions, she was angry, angry, angry, and depressed, and she felt a weight in her heart, and for some reason she was a little panicked.

Gong Yu has already stood up.

Feng Langlang got up with him for some reason.

The man just stood outside the door, looking at her, watching the rain fall.

"Brother......

When she heard him call, she was stunned for a moment, and turned her eyes to look at the person beside her. Gong Yuyu had a white face and didn't say a word.

Gong Yiyun walked into the house and stood in front of her and Gong Yu.

She couldn't help but look at him in amazement.

And he looked at her with a stunned expression: "...... Windy?"

Feng Langlang suddenly woke up and smiled at the man: "I am." ”

Gong Yiyun also laughed, his expression was slightly compassionate, and he looked at Gong Yiyu with complicated eyes, for a long time, and only said: "...... This is the jade face paste I brought back from southern Xinjiang and gave it to the newcomers. ”

Feng Langlang was stunned and took the small brocade box from his slightly trembling hand, and his heart was slightly angry. "Are you...... The owner?"

“…… Be. Gong Zhiyun spit out a word, Huo Ran shook his sleeves, "Bah-" closed the door with a bang, and strode away.

"The public loses the clouds. Gong Yu suddenly called.

The man paused for a moment, and then left without looking back.

Gong Yiyu coughed a few times, Feng Langlang stretched out his hand to support him, looked up, and asked, "He is the younger brother you are waiting for, Gong Yiyun?"

Gong Yuyu's body was slightly unstable, his eyes were deep and complicated, and after a long time, he nodded and said, "In the future, he and you will be an uncle and sister-in-law." ”

Feng Langlang suddenly shook for some reason.

……

After that, she became the eldest young lady of the public loser and lived in the Rain Curtain Pavilion.

Gong Yuyu is frail and often sick in bed, so she has been taking care of her for a year in the blink of an eye.

Gong Yiyun never said much to her, nor did he call her sister-in-law, and if she did, she just nodded and passed by.

Sometimes she is worried, sometimes she is not at ease, sometimes she is slightly confused, and sometimes she is sad. I don't know why.

However, everyone in the villa said that the owner of the village was very good to her, just because the food and clothing of the Rain Curtain Pavilion would always be the best in the Sword Sacrifice Villa. After she got married, it was even worse.

Later, I gradually noticed that Gong Yiyun's eyes were extremely strong every time he looked at her, as if he had thousands of words, deep and sad, and he couldn't see the bottom.

That kind of unbearable but irrepressible sadness is so thick that it can't be dissolved, as if there are too many accumulated threads in the bottom of her heart, and finally all of them are in her eyes, so that she can see at a glance that for some reason she feels a little guilty in vain, and she is full of panic and helplessness.

So much so that even if she passed by, she avoided him far away.

Later, Gong Yiyu was seriously ill, she waited all night, and the person on the couch held her hand tightly and said weakly: "You don't have to deliberately avoid the owner, he ...... It won't hurt you. ”

Feng Langlang became more and more anxious and guilty, stared at the pale face of Gong Yiyu with tears, and stroked his eyebrows and eyes distressedly: This is her little young master, this weak but gentle man.

Gong Yuyu treats her very well, soft-spoken, and never harsh. Feng Langlang hadn't even seen him angry or angry, it seemed that from beginning to end, he was the timid and slender teenager she remembered, and he hadn't changed in the slightest.

She smiled and nodded, and said softly, "You get well quickly, and I'll listen to you." ”

Gong Yuyu smiled. No more words.

The next day, Feng Langlang went out of the pavilion to grab medicine, and saw Gong Zhiyun standing alone in front of the stable in the courtyard of the Rain Curtain Pavilion.

His clothes and hair were wet, and he felt like he had been standing here all night.

The two looked at each other, Feng Langlang was stunned, and then nodded slightly, and wanted to cross him and go out of the pavilion.

Gong Yun Huo Ran grabbed her hand: "It's my ......"

Feng Langlang was shocked, looked back at him slightly, and saw him looking at himself deeply, with one hand on the head of the black horse, and the other hand tightly grasping her wrist: "It's my ......"

I don't know if Gong Yiyun's eyes are too deep, or his expression is too sad, Feng Langlang stood in place, and suddenly something flicked in his mind, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

There was a light cough behind him, and both of them were shocked, and they hurriedly turned back.

Gong Yuyu stood under the porch in front of the steps, looking at the two of them.

Feng Langlang's heart jumped suddenly, and he hurriedly shook off Gong Yiyun's hand, and quickly turned back to Gong Yu's side...... Put a cloak on him and put his clothes in order. "How did you get out...... Still have a fever......"

The public loses the rain and only looks at the public loses the clouds. He coughed for a long time when he lowered his head, looked up and turned around and walked back without saying a word.

Gong Yiyun watched them help each other into the house, and the hand that was thrown off by Feng Langlang was still slightly extended.

The black horse on one side suddenly neighed, and the mane on his head was scratched by Gong Yiyun. Gong Yunyun turned around numbly and left the Rain Curtain Pavilion step by step.

It was the first time that Feng Langlang was angry when he saw the public lose rain. As soon as he stepped into the house, he jerked her away, and Feng Langlang was caught off guard, staggering a few steps and knocking down a screen carved from ebony wood.

When Feng Langlang got up, Gong Yuyu had already leaned over and leaned on the edge of the bed and coughed slightly.

Feng Langlang supported him from behind. "Don't think about it...... I didn't ......" was flustered trying to explain something, but was full of panic and incoherent. Feng Langlang's eyes were wet.

Gong Yu's voice was extremely cold and cold: "I know...... I want to be alone. ”

Feng Langlang's eyes were hot, tears were in his eyes, and he silently lowered his head and walked out the door.

Gong Yuyu suddenly said: "Fang Cai...... Did you fall and hurt your ......"

Feng Langlang's heart softened, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and said gently: "It doesn't hurt, I'll go and get you medicine." ”

Gong Yuyu listened to the door open and close, and the hand that was grasping the edge of the bed had dug deep into the beam.

But when he came back from catching the medicine, the public rain was no longer in the rain curtain pavilion.

Feng Langlang was extremely worried, looking around, but he couldn't find the public rain until late at night, so he had to ask for advice from the public cloud.

Gong Yiyun ordered to look for it, and finally brought people out of the Feihua Building himself.

Gong Yiyu was drunk despite his illness, his whole body smelled of fat powder, and he was dizzy and took Gong Yiyun's hand and dragged it to the stable in the courtyard. The elders of the public loser behind him looked at each other with apprehensive eyes.

"You see, this dark horse is still the same as it was back then...... Such a spirit, it hasn't changed at all......"

Gong Yiyun saw that he was standing under the corridor in a daze, his eyes were tearful, and he looked at the wind of Gong Yu, and he was suddenly furious. When Gong Yuyu reached out to stroke the head of the black horse, Wu Ran raised his palm and slapped it.

The cold wind covered the face and the rain was stunned for a moment. Then a large puddle of blood splattered on his face.

The black horse screamed, and fell to the ground with a "whoa."

The people who lost the public were shocked, and the public lost the rain and shook in place.

Gong Yiyun looked at him and smiled sadly: "So, are you satisfied?"

Feng Langlang's eyes widened a few steps away, and he rushed over and slapped Gong Yiyun with a palm: "Why did you kill it!"

"Public transmission cloud ......"

"Zhuang Master!" everyone hurriedly called, but the person who was called didn't want to hide at all, and looked numbly at Feng Langlang who raised his palm.

Feng Langlang slapped his palm on the chest, and Gong Yiyun's body shook slightly, and he vomited a small mouthful of blood. The housekeeper and his party hurriedly gathered around: "What's wrong with you, owner?"

Gong Zhiyun looked up and glanced at Feng Langlang in an extremely complicated and deep way. Without saying anything, he pushed everyone away and returned to Yunhai Pavilion.

Everyone looked at his back, and their expressions were also complicated.

The person who came out of the palm stood stunned in place, looking dazed.

Gong Yiyu watched Gong Yiyun slowly turn around and leave, as if he was absolutely relieved, and never looked back.

He stood in the cold courtyard wind, his expression was extremely deep, and he suddenly smiled, reflecting the blood of the black horse on his face, like a poppy.

Since then, rumors have spread in the village, and it is unusual for the public to lose the clouds to the wind.

Then, it happened that there was a mistake in the account book checked by the public transport rain, and it was not easy for a large amount of silver taels to fly. Gong Yiyu tried his best to blame himself, but he said that he made a mistake. Several old people in the village shook their heads in private:

"The eldest young master is brilliantly written, and he has never made a mistake in checking the account books, but I am afraid that the account books themselves are biased. ”

"Only the owner of the village can manage the account books, don't you mean ......" The man coughed, "But why did the owner do this?"

"Don't forget that the owner of the village seems to be a girl with the wind...... If something happens to the eldest young master, the owner may be able to ......"

The old man sighed again: "The two brothers were very close to each other in the past...... So far, because of the mind of the owner Mo Ming, it has come to this point......"

After the account book, Gong Zhiyun filled it with his own private property, and when he handed over the account book, Gong Zhiyun looked at Gong Zhiyu with a bit of sadness: "Brother...... What exactly do you want?"

Gong Yiyu looked back at him, his eyes were soft: "I just want you to live carefree." ”

Gong Yiyun closed his eyes and indifferently handed the account book to Gong Yu.

Since then, Gongyiyun has never set foot in the Rain Curtain Pavilion again.

On the first day of March, Feng Langlang went to the Linglong Pavilion for business, pushed the door into the house, and saw Gong Yiyun standing unsteadily, she wanted to turn away, but saw that his expression was very painful, as if it was unusual, so she hesitated to go forward.

After smelling a burst of intoxicating incense, she poured into Gong Yiyun's arms before she could react. In the fog, you can hear the heavy gasping of the person beside you.

Consciousness was awake again, Feng Langlang was already in full view, she was lying on the couch in disheveled clothes, and her upper body was naked = naked, protecting her behind her.

An old man threw over a heavy pen and smashed it on the forehead of Gong Yiyun, and the old man said angrily: "You...... How can you be worthy of your brother!"

Although this matter was suppressed by the public loser, it was still spread in the village, and after Feng Langlang returned to the Rain Curtain Pavilion, he locked himself in the house and did not take a step.

After that, in front of the elders, Gong Yiyun knelt down in front of Gong Yuyu to ask for responsibility. Shi Gongyu's face was pale and shaky, but he didn't say a word harshly.

The crowd sighed even more.

A month later, Feng Langlang was diagnosed as pregnant, and rumors in the village resurged. The capital is weak and sickly, and most of this child is from Gongyun.

Feng Langlang was pale when he saw the public rain, ashamed and blamed himself, but the public rain spoke softly from beginning to end, without a word of repercussions. is even more caring for the fetus in her womb, without any different colors, and she is even more ashamed of her heart.

In the eyes of the elders of the public loser, they only felt that the public lost the rain was gentle and kind-hearted, and he had both talent and virtue; what the public loser did was really shameful, and he was no longer worthy of being the lord of the sacrificial sword villa.

Only when the old man in the village was privately discussing whether to ask the old owner to come back and change the position of the owner, the public loss competition actually came up with evidence that the public lost the rain and destroyed the account book to frame the public loss cloud. One stone startled the waves, and the public loser's furniture was shocked.

Subsequently, the public loss competition even staked the small guy who went to buy the Western Regions incense in front of everyone. The little guy frankly admitted that he had been sent by the public to the rain, and he also confessed the matter of leading the public to Linglong Pavilion, and everyone was so shocked that their faces were white and their hearts trembled.

The public clouds are as deep as the sea, and the waves will fall.

After that, he invited Feng Langlang and asked him who instructed him to go to Linglong Pavilion.

Feng Langlang looked at the people in the village, and when he didn't see the public rain, his expression was already shocked, and he suddenly remembered that the public lost the rain and caressed his cheeks that day, and said softly: "Lang Lang went to Linglong Pavilion to help me find a jade pendant, okay?"

The slender woman's face turned pale on the spot, and she stepped back.

At the beginning of the accident, there was a trace of suspicion, but she suppressed it, just because she always remembered that this weak and sickly man was the little young master she thought of, how could that timid but gentle-hearted young man ...... Would you do this to her?

Feng Langlang staggered back to the Rain Curtain Pavilion, but the man was gone.

Feng Langlang sat in the courtyard of the Rain Curtain Pavilion, shaking his head over and over again with a blank expression: "No...... No...... "How could he ...... What did this do to her?

There were tears in her eyes, and the little boy who was pale with fright but didn't say a word, fell down many times without crying or shouting, but cried loudly because of her injury, is still vaguely still in front of him.

Feng Langlang burst into tears, gritted his teeth and cried silently. When he looked up, he saw Gong Yiyun standing a few steps away, looking at him with a pale face.

"You...... Do you want him back?"

Feng Langlang cried and nodded.

Gong Yiyun turned around and walked out, and after a few steps, he paused again, and he asked again in a dumb voice: "You...... Do you still love him?"

Feng Langlang suddenly lowered her head, her eyes were blurry, so many tears filled her eyes, and then they fell on the bluestone in front of her, she clung to the weeds on the ground, and let go weakly, tears flowed freely when she closed her eyes, and finally nodded her head.

Gong Yiyun turned his head back very lightly, the water in his eyes was clear, and he nodded silently, tears fell silently into the placket of his clothes, and he turned around and left.

After that, Gongyiyun looked for Gongyuyun outside for half a year, until the wind was bright and premature, and then he stepped into the house.

That night, the scrawny and paper-white man in the room shouted faintly in a trembling voice.

Gong Yiyun was tired and dusty and guarded outside the door, and his heart was like burning on fire.

The midwife rushed out and grabbed Gong Yiyun's sleeve: "Owner, dystocia and blood collapse, I'm afraid the child won't be able to save ......"

"Save the Wind Girl!"

"No, Miss Wind insists on giving birth to ......"

Gong Yiyun's face was gloomy, and he was about to break in, but he was stopped by everyone. "Owner, you can't go in...... The man in the delivery room will not be allowed to enter! The wind girl will not allow it!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Don't you come in......" suddenly heard her voice, so weak: "Let me give birth to ......"

Her voice was hoarse and choked, and he could hear her crying.

"Lang Lang...... The wind is bright and ...... "the heart of the public cloud is like a knife."

The woman sobbed suppressedly, and her voice was so bitter: "I want to give birth...... I'm going to give birth to him...... How could he ...... Do this to me?" The uncontrollable cry came out intermittently, "Gong loses rain...... Rain ...... You...... You ......" The cry suddenly lowered, and the tears were full: "Bear me ...... like this"

There was a sound of a wooden basin falling to the ground in the room, and at the same time, a baby's cry came out softly, and the midwife pushed open the door very slowly: "The child has been born...... Wind Maiden...... Went to ......"

The man outside the door, who had been independent and no longer cowardly for eleven years, suddenly cried so helplessly, just like the first time he saw him in the courtyard that year.

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