Although the shadow had his back to him, Lan Xue would inexplicably shed tears even when he looked at his back at the moment, "Aren't we friends? Why didn't you tell me earlier, senior sister is Kawashima Midoriya." ”

Ying turned around, slowly returned to Lan Xue's side, lowered his head, and said lightly: "I'm afraid that you will cry like now, so I don't plan to tell you•••••• you have something to worry about, and telling you is also trying to add to your heart." However, I couldn't help it, maybe I was a little envious and jealous of that person. Of course, it's more of a guilt for not being able to give Lu'er a decent wedding••••••"

At night, Midori Kawashima is still sitting in front of the dresser in a daze in the mirror. In order to be able to comb the bun of the Chinese bride's wedding, he deliberately grew long hair. Although his hair is not as long as the snow marks, it is still enough to pull up the bun. After gently stroking his hair a few times, Kawashima actually smiled shallowly. It was only a short knock on the door that interrupted Kawashima's "smile".

Kawashima opened the door, only to see Qiu Yingsheng wearing a thin cotton coat and carrying a cloth bag behind the door, although his face has been emaciated to the point that his eyes are almost sunken in the bones, and his pale and cracked lips are almost bloody, but seeing Kawashima Midoriya open the door and appear in front of him, the brightest smile still appeared on his emaciated and haggard face. At this moment, Kawashima Midoriya smiled completely. Looking at the person in front of her, her heartache spread from her heart layer by layer, although her laughter just now was because she was "fantasizing" about whether Qiu Yingsheng would suddenly appear in front of her door and see her long hair, but at this moment, seeing him really appear in front of her, so weak, so thin, so haggard, Kawashima suddenly began to regret how cruel his laughter just now was.

Kawashima grabbed Qiu Yingsheng's slightly trembling wrist and pulled him closer to the room, turned around and closed the door, then pushed him to the edge of the chair and sat down, helped him untie the cloth bag behind him and put it on the tea table, and then turned sideways to pick up the stove that Alu had prepared for himself on the bed and stuffed it into Qiu Yingsheng's arms, "Hold it." Qiu Yingsheng smiled and stuffed the stove in his arms back into Kawashima's hand, "You use it, I'm not afraid of the cold." Qiu Yingsheng's words made Kawashima Luya feel a little angry, and she ignored Qiu Yingsheng's shirk and simply stuffed the stove into his arms, "Just to prove that you are not afraid of the cold, you are so thin to show off to me?" Hug this thing tightly for me." Qiu Yingsheng no longer shirked, and obediently held the stove in his arms. Kawashima picked up the teacup in the tea tray and put it in front of Qiu Yingsheng, lifted the teapot and poured the tea, "It's so late, why don't you sleep?" Qiu Yingsheng put down the stove in his hand and got up to pick up the cloth bag that Kawashima had just put on the tea table, carefully opened the cloth bag, and took out the painting scroll rolled in the cloth. Stand up and spread out the scroll, the previously unfinished painting has been completed. Kawashima in the painting is wearing a goose-yellow dress and a simple lotus leaf skirt. The eyes are outlined, and even the hair contains a light agility, and the butterflies inlaid on the headbands seem to be about to fly with the wind in a moment, presenting the appearance of the first time I saw Kawashima in front of me. Qiu Yingsheng gently handed the painting to Kawashima and said, "Is it like the painting?" Kawashima took the painting, stroked the eyes of the person in the painting and said, "No." This man's eyes were too soft, as if he saw the most beautiful thing in the world. And I, on the first day I came to Qiu's house, I didn't see anything except the order in my master's eyes. Qiu Yingsheng shook his head and slowly closed his eyes, "Didn't you order you to come to me, I should be grateful for that order to make me the person you must see that day, although I am not standing in front of you as Qiu Yingsheng, I am still glad that the person who greeted you that day could be me." ”

Kawashima stopped talking, carefully resting his head on Qiu Yingsheng's shoulder, and quietly looked at the painting. Qiu Yingsheng watched Kawashima leaning quietly on his shoulder, he wanted to stop talking, and only let Kawashima lean quietly on ••••••himself for a long time, Qiu Yingsheng gently raised his arm, took the painting in Kawashima's hand, rolled it very carefully, wrapped it in cloth, and put it back in Kawashima's hand, "I said that this is all my property, and I gave it to you." Kawashima looked at the picture scroll in his hand, and then looked at Qiu Yingsheng, who had been smiling at him, and asked puzzledly: "Come to me so late, just to give me this?" Qiu Yingsheng carefully put his hands on the back of Kawashima's hand, so that she could hold the scroll in her hand tighter, "I promised you, when I die, I will give you all my property••••••" Qiu Yingsheng's words were not finished, Kawashima's tears had already fallen on the back of his hand, "Qiu Yingsheng, are you taking revenge on me?" We're going to get married the day after tomorrow, and you're telling me now that you're almost killing your eldest brother before you take revenge on me, aren't you?" Qiu Yingsheng wiped the tears from the corners of Kawashima's eyes with a light smile and said, "Believe me, this is not revenge." It's just that I want to hand over my most precious thing to you, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to do that after I die•••••• so take it. ”

Kawashima lowered her head slightly, looking at Qiu Yingsheng's hands covering the back of her hands, she raised her head with a sneer, and looked directly into Qiu Yingsheng's eyes without saying a word. Kawashima didn't speak, Qiu Ruoyu didn't speak anymore, and the two of them just stood in place, looking into each other's eyes. It's just that the weakened Qiu Yingsheng failed to last the "silence" to the end, and a sharp and unbearable breath hit the throat and made Qiu Yingsheng start coughing desperately. Qiu Yingsheng let go of his hand and covered his mouth, not wanting Kawashima to look at his appearance and turn sideways to cough desperately. The moment Qiu Yingsheng let go of his hand, Kawashima's hand holding the scroll seemed to lose its strength, and the scroll fell to the ground. Kawashima looked at Qiu Yingsheng's back to her and coughed halfway, she smiled bitterly and picked up the scroll on the ground, opened the cloth wrapped outside, lifted the painting horizontally, and tore it apart from the middle••••••

Qiu Yingsheng heard the sound of the paper being torn from behind, one after another, and another sound•••••• as if it was a sharp axe splitting itself in half from head to toe, and it was the sound of the blade cutting through his own blood. He tried to straighten his body and turn around, at this time, the wooden shafts on both sides of the head and end of the painting had been thrown to the ground by Kawashima, and when Qiu Yingsheng turned around, Kawashima spread out his hands and scattered the scraps of paper in his hands on the ground. Looking at Qiu Yingsheng's stunned eyes, Kawashima's originally expressionless face showed a faint smile, "Is it beautiful?" I prefer its broken appearance to its complete appearance. Look at the way you look surprised now, do you think I'm an unreasonable madman? But just take me for doing good, and I can ruin everything you don't want. I understand your intention, it's not revenge, ha, that's repayment? You don't need to be courteous to me in this way, and you don't need to test me in this way. Don't worry, I won't hurt your precious brother without an order. There is no extra leisure, and the entire Qiu Mansion is wasted. I should have given you the answer you wanted to hear and you can go back••••••"

Qiu Yingsheng lowered his head, looking at the shredded paper on the ground, he squatted down very hard, carefully picked up a piece of shredded paper, his index finger gently crossed the butterfly with half a wing, held the paper tightly in his hand, got up with difficulty, and looked at Kawashima with a light smile, "So I can rest assured, thank you for ••••••" After that, Qiu Ruoyu no longer looked at Kawashima, and walked forward step by step. With his own pace, Qiu Yingsheng let go of his palm, and the piece of paper in his hand was like a thin snowflake, falling from Qiu Yingsheng's hand smartly and lightly, until the moment he pushed open the door and left Kawashima's room and closed the door, the butterfly with only half wings finally fell to the ground.

Kawashima leaned his back against the door until he could no longer hear Qiu Yingsheng's footsteps, and he was sure that he was leaving. At this time, Kawashima's body slowly slid as if she had lost her center of gravity, her arms tightly wrapped around her legs, her face buried between her knees, and the image of Qiu Yingsheng bowing and coughing with her back to her kept coming to mind. Kawashima said sorry over and over again in her heart, and she began to regret that she regretted that because she selfishly wanted to find someone who could take her to heaven, she pulled Qiu Ruoyu, who could have been carefree and unaffected by the world, to her side. Kawashima raised his head, picked up the piece of paper that fell to the ground from Qiu Yingsheng's hand, looked at the butterfly with stump wings and said to himself: "I'm sorry, I'd rather you never meet me than to have more and more concerns•••••• remember my cruel and vicious appearance, so that your worries will become less and less••••••"

Qiu Yingsheng walked slowly to the pavilion in the garden, just wanted to step in but found that Qiu Ruoyu was already standing in the pavilion waiting for him to come to his side, Qiu Ruoyu looked at Qiu Yingsheng's weak appearance and didn't say anything, just took a few steps forward and took off his leather coat and draped it on Qiu Yingsheng's body, "It's late at night, beware of catching a cold." ”

Qiu Yingsheng looked at Qiu Ruoyu and smiled, "Big brother is waiting for me here?" Qiu Ruoyu nodded and said, "Yes, I just dreamed of my father and mother." They said that you were unhappy, and told me to persuade you. ”

Qiu Yingsheng's laughter became even more obvious after listening to Qiu Ruoyu's words: "It turns out that the eldest brother is also a person who likes to joke•••••• she wants me to give her all my property after I die." ”

"Then give it to her, she will almost be your wife, she can give her whatever she wants, you are the young master of the Qiu family, you can do whatever you want about the Qiu family's things." Qiu Yingsheng's words did not surprise Qiu Ruoyu, but his tone was unusually calm and determined.

"I asked the man if she would marry me if all I had was a painting, and she agreed. On that painting, I drew her as she looked. Because I was afraid that no one would know that this was what I wanted to give her when I died, and because I was afraid that no one would know what she looked like after I died, it was the most precious property for me, so I wanted to give her my painting before I died•••••• but she tore it ••••••" Qiu Yingsheng looked at Qiu Ruoyu's eyes helplessly, "Big brother, am I too self-righteous••••••"

Qiu Ruoyu looked up at the moonlight in the sky, gently patted Qiu Yingsheng's shoulder and said, "It's late at night, go back and rest." You will get married the day after tomorrow, remember the words of the eldest brother, and believe in the person who married you. To believe, she has her own reasons. After speaking, Qiu Ruoyu lifted the leather coat that had slipped on Qiu Yingsheng's shoulder, "Big brother, help you go back to rest." Qiu Yingsheng didn't speak, and slowly took steps with the strength of Qiu Ruoyu's palm on his arm, and walked down the steps of the pavilion. But just after leaving the pavilion, Qiu Yingsheng's footsteps suddenly stopped, he turned his face sideways and looked at Qiu Ruoyu's deep pupils and said with some sadness: "I once told my eldest brother that I am willing to leave life and death behind, and only want no joy and no sorrow in this life." In fact, when I learned when I was a child that even if I exhausted my strength and survived the rest of my life, I would eventually be just a speck of sand and dust in this courtyard, I gradually forgot what joy was and what sorrow was•••••• but after living like this for many years, I met her. Since then, I have slowly begun to remember these things that I have forgotten in the bottom of my mind and can never get back. I am happy, because with Kawashima Midoriya, my life is no longer just numb and cold. I'm sad, because with Kawashima Luya, I can't be a big brother without any worries when my life comes to ••••••an end, isn't it ridiculous. It's hard to feel happy and sad, but I don't know if I should be happy or sad••••••" Looking at Qiu Yingsheng's sad eyes, Qiu Ruoyu's eyes were still calm, he still just patted him lightly on the shoulder, and then helped him continue to walk forward••••••