The first time she saw him was in the half-side building.

That day, she quarreled with her second brother and ran out, full of sulkness, and somehow walked to a wine shop, and he stood in the counter, spitting and telling stories to the full house. The teahouses and restaurants elsewhere are all chaotic, but here it is different, all the guests are looking at him attentively, holding their breath, for fear of missing a word.

She looked at him curiously, although it was just an ordinary face, but with his emotional story, it looked particularly bright. She reached out and tugged at the hood on her head to cover herself tightly, and despite the maidservant's obstruction, she went in and found a corner where no one was paying attention and sat down.

The scholar's daughter, she has also secretly watched a few times of dramas such as the moon before the flowers, those mirrors and flowers are beautiful, but the ending is mostly sad, she is always very uncomfortable when she watches it, so she deliberately stopped paying attention to these only a few times. It's just that the book he said is different and very special. She couldn't tell what was special, but she felt that every word he said, every word entered her ears and formed a story in her mind.

She couldn't help but applaud, but it attracted the dissatisfaction of the other guests, her face was flushed under the hood, and she lifted her skirt and ran out of the side building. Feeling his gaze roll on her back, her heart almost jumping out of her throat.

It was just a stranger, why should she care so much, she thought when she ran into a no-man's corner.

It's just that, after that, she wants to come and take a look at half of the time whenever she has the chance, but she doesn't see him every time. When she could see her, she was in a good mood for several days. She thought she was happy with his story, but after a long time, she realized that even if he didn't tell a story, she felt happy to look at him.

Later, when she learned that his name was Xiang Jiu, she secretly guessed his origin, whether he was ranked ninth in a certain place like the hero of the heroes in the story, and she had secretly wondered when she would be lucky to be a character in her story.

She looked at his sometimes waving hands, such clean hands, slender hands, and compared them to her own, she only felt that she was really cheesy to dye Danko's nails.

Business in Banbianlou is getting better and better, and customers come and go, so he can't notice her smoothly. She was distressed, she wanted to get to know him, to be closer to him, and she imagined countless times in her mind that the two of them would have met, and what he would have said to her in the first sentence, or should she say hello to him first?

But what to say?

Are you talking about books today? No, that's too casual.

Or, she can ask. Have we met? No, would he think she's too unreserved?

Maybe she could ask, why do you want to tell books, is it because you like it, is there any difficulty, lack of money? I'll help you? No, no, no!" She shook her head desperately. Wouldn't this hurt his face, as if she was putting on a stand for Miss Daughter, and the distance between him and her would only be pulled further.

Just when she was extremely entangled and worried, the opportunity came rashly.

That day, she made an appointment with Ah Ci to meet in the half-side building, and as soon as she entered the door, he rushed in from behind in a hurry and said to her: Let me go. Oh, maybe it wasn't meant to be to her, because he didn't even notice who was in front of him, and jumped up to the second floor.

It's just that this sentence still made her heart half cold. The first thing he said to her, it turned out to be a let.

She took a few deep breaths, adjusted an expression that didn't look so strange, and went up to the private room on the second floor. As soon as she entered the door, she saw him grinning across from Ah Ci and saying something. Fortunately, her expression was hidden behind the hood, otherwise, she would have made a fool of herself at that moment.

Ah Ci saw her coming and introduced them to her.

She froze, a pang of loss. It turned out that he was friends with Ah Ci.

She saw that he was busy with Ah Ci's affairs and did his best, did he like Ah Ci? She felt a little pain in her heart.

After that, she didn't go to Banbianlou for many days, and she was at home in a daze at the embroidery shed. A-Niang praised her several times for not being naughty and sensible, and her heart was sour and swollen for a while. Until she heard that Ah Ci and the Confucian King were married, the thin needle pierced her finger at once, and the red blood beads oozed from her fingertips, but she didn't notice it, just thought, Xiang Jiuhe, will be very sad, right?

She changed her clothes as quickly as she could, and even forgot to bring her hat and got into the carriage, and the girl was so anxious that she desperately persuaded her to go back and go another day. But she couldn't wait, she was going to see if he was okay.

Half of the building was crowded with people as usual, and Xiang Jiu was standing at the counter, as if he had just finished finishing his book. His face was ordinary, but as clean as a sunny day. She stood in the doorway and looked at him, feeling that he didn't seem to be sad. He looked back at her, stunned for a moment, and then pulled out a hat from somewhere and put it on her head: Why are you here? Still dressed like this? Aren't you afraid to be seen?

It was obviously a very rude action, but no matter how she felt, she felt that he had softened her heart.

He led her up to the second floor and asked her if she was looking for Ah Ci. She took off the hat and held it in her hand, felt that her palms and face were hot for a while, she lowered her head and said to her, I came to see you.

There was no movement on the other side for a long time, she bit her lip, and her eyes turned red.

She looked up with the courage she had in her life, but it was not at all the indifference or contempt or contempt she imagined.

Xiang Jiu's whole person was almost red, from his face to his hands, everywhere he could see it was red.

He stared at her blankly, as if he didn't understand what she was saying, and seemed to clearly understand what she was saying. He just stood three steps across from her, looking at her without blinking.

She was at a loss, she didn't know if he would look down on her because of this, she felt uncomfortable, and she involuntarily took a step back, but mixed up on the chair. His hand grabbed her lake-blue sleeve with lightning speed, and with a thud, the left sleeve was torn in two.

She watched him clutch half of his sleeve in his hand, and tears were forced out of her eyes. The sound of Dew dropping gasping outside the door made her embarrassed, and she ran out of the side building, I don't know how long she ran, and the footsteps behind her also stopped. She thought it was dewdrops, so she covered her face and squatted in the corner of the wall and cried, choking up: Am I ashamed?

The person standing next to her didn't say anything for a long time, she remembered that she was outside, in case she met a bad person, it would be over, she didn't care about the crying face, and looked to the side with a trembling look, Xiang Jiuyi didn't know how to be good was standing there, saw her look up, stammered and said: I ...... I'm afraid you're in danger, so ...... So, that's why I followed.

She only felt that the most embarrassing things in this little half of her life seemed to be concentrated on this day, and she wanted to run, stay away, and not let him see her so embarrassed. But he has been following her behind, with his skills, how can she get rid of it, and finally she is angry: What are you doing with me! I don't care about you, you go!

He was stunned and said, "I, I'm not leaving."

She choked and deflated. obediently followed him back to the halfway building, and was very embarrassed and depressed and got into the carriage with the panting dew drops and went home.

For a long time, she didn't even go out of the door, and the whole person lost weight several times, Ah Niang thought she was sick, and she burned incense to worship the Buddha, and asked for medical advice, but she was wilted, and finally had to grab the dew to ask, but fortunately the dew didn't say anything. It's just that Dew Drop has followed her since she was a child, knowing that something has sprouted in her heart, and persuading her to let go.

She, and him, are not a good match. A high door and a deep house, a wandering world, the world of the two people is 108,000 miles apart.

She secretly cried several times, if he was like her, she would be willing to fight, but he seemed to be different from her.

Later, she heard something about him.

It turned out that he was a disciple of Shangyang Palace. There are sixteen senior brothers, two senior sisters, and a junior sister. I heard that his little sister had written a letter to him, and with it a beautiful dagger.

Is that a token?

It should be.

The heroes in the rivers and lakes, it seems that the senior brother and the junior sister should be born as a couple.

Her heart was broken in half.

Until that day, Fang Jin had an accident, and the second brother also went crazy, and things at home were in a mess, and there was no peace all day. She disappeared without a trace overnight, and cried secretly at night holding the quilt, when she heard a slightly hoarse voice outside the bed tent say: Don't cry.

She was startled, then realized who it was.

His voice, how could she not tell, it was a voice that would appear in countless dreams.

She asked: Why are you here?

It was only after a while outside that the voice answered: I came to see you.

I'll come and see you.

That was what she said to him that day.

She was sad and happy for a while, and she didn't know if she was wrong. She was a little confused, her face began to heat again, she didn't know how to respond to his sentence, if she was wrong, did the two of them become passers-by from now on?

But before I could think about it in my head, my mouth had already come out of my mouth directly, and I said something that should not be said: You and your little junior sister ......

As soon as these words came out, she couldn't wait to bite her tongue off, and stubbornness and grievances came up together, and she wanted to cry again. During this time, she almost cried out of the water she used to drink. But she really didn't know what to do.

The person outside the bed tent asked a question: "Little junior sister?

She was almost the withered leaf in the cold wind, and she was pitiful: you and her......

He seemed puzzled, and then it dawned on him: Don't get me wrong......! I...... Can you wait for me?

This time, she wondered: What?

His voice was hoarse, and a little eager, but it was still so good, and he said the most joyful thing she had ever heard in her life: Wait for me to marry you.

She suddenly came out of the tent and shrank back in fright: You, what did you say?

He laughed: "From the first time you came back to listen to me, I noticed you. It's just that I didn't expect that I was really lucky to have a sincere heart from you.

The blood in her body rushed to the top of her head almost instantly, and with a force on her hand, the bed curtain was actually ripped off by her. The two looked at each other without warning, and the moment their eyes collided, her heart scattered, and his eyes were full of joy.