"Master, didn't you say that you didn't have to come to the other courtyard, why did you come again?" Ye Juan stepped forward and looked up at Qing You and asked. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qingyou didn't understand how he got out of the temple, but he knew that the heart that was meditating was always difficult to calm down, so he walked in the direction of the other temple, as if it was a call of fate.

A trace of confusion drifted through Qingyou's eyes, and he said warmly: "I thought of you alone, so I came." ”

Ye Juan only felt that this simple sentence suddenly filled his originally empty heart in an instant. Bow your head and bring your windswept hair behind your ears.

The two walked silently to the courtyard one after the other, surrounded by the sound of firecrackers and frolicking. Ye Juan looked at the thin back not far away, and stretched the back into a long one under the light. Ye Juan lowered his head, stepped on the shadow of the clear and leisurely, and walked slowly step by step with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Once upon a time, my mother told a rumor that as long as you step on the shadow of your beloved and walk for a while, you will love you until you are old in the future. At that time, Ye Juan didn't understand love, but now he only feels that following his master is probably the happiest thing in the world!

Uncle Huan, who opened the door, entered the room with a surprised face, and said, "Young master, why don't you let me know in advance if you want to come?

Chunyou said comfortingly, "It's okay." The retreat has always followed, you can rest assured. After speaking, he took out a red envelope and handed it to Uncle Huan and said Happy New Year.

The worry on Huan Bo's face eased slightly. He beckoned people to prepare supper. Thinking about the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, now that I can have a girl to accompany me to keep the New Year, the young master who has suffered all these years should be happy this year.

Although Ye Wan has to take care of Chunyou, he really doesn't know anything about Chunyou. When I heard the name Hermitage, I was curious, but I was also very interested and didn't ask questions.

Chunyou said to Ye Juan: "You go to the side room first and put incense on your mother." I'll wait for you in the hall. ”

Ye Juan agreed, what he brought back to Ye Mansion before was just a jar of soil that was randomly installed on the cliff of repentance.

Ye Juan looked at the cold ranking on several cases, tears blurred his eyes, and he reached out to wipe away the tears, took a deep breath, and said: "It's not auspicious to shed tears during the New Year." Mother, I'm fine now, don't worry about me over there. Did you send me to protect me, master? He treated me very well. Although the days in Yefu are a little difficult, I will try my best to live and live well. ”

said so babblingly, unconsciously it was half an hour. The moment he got up, Ye Juan's legs were so numb that he could barely stand up. After a while, he walked to the hall.

After separating from Ye Xuan, Chunyou went to the study, lifted the hanging pictures on the wall of the study, and then opened the square dark grid, and then twisted it slightly, only to hear a low friction sound of the stone door moving.

Chun Youyou entered the dimly lit secret room, and the stone door behind him slowly closed. Chunyou will always light up the lights one by one. The secret room, which brightened up in an instant, was filled with one rank after another. Chunyou walked to the top two red platoons and knelt down.

"Mother, child doesn't know if it's right to do this. But the child is tired, he is really tired!"

"Everyone told me, young master, you should be like this. I never had a choice in everything. Mother, you tell me. What the hell should I do?" Chunyou's words had an indescribable helplessness.

After saying for a long time, Chunyou took out a handkerchief from his arms and carefully wiped each rank one by one. also slowly recalled the unbearable past.

The memories are full of blood and pain. He escaped out of the secret room. Only then did I realize that I was already sweating profusely.

Memories are nightmarish demons. Lingering, into the bone marrow.

When Ye Juan arrived at the hall, he found that Uncle Huan had already prepared a table of dishes, most of which were vegetarian dishes, and there were also a few kinds of meat sporadically, and asked, "Where is the master?"

"The young master has gone to the study, and he will come in a while. Uncle Huan replied with a smile.

While he was talking, Chunyou came in from outside the door, and Ye Juan inexplicably felt that the master's mood fluctuated, a sense of decadence in the autumn of decay.

Ye Xuan only felt that the position of his heart suddenly tightened, and thought that the night of Chinese New Year's Eve should be a joyful appearance, and said with a smile: "Master, what about Jiu'er's New Year's gift?"

Chunyou looked at Ye Wan's playfully stretched hand like jade, and finally smiled: "You are a clever ghost, you are indispensable." He gently slapped Ye Juan's hand down.

In addition to Uncle Huan, there are only a few grandmothers in the real courtyard, and they are leisurely talking. Several people gathered around a table and had a different kind of reunion dinner.

Although they come from all over the world, fate brings everyone together and plays with each other. Ye Wan felt warmer here than in the cold and ruthless Ye Mansion.

Although it was said that it was good to keep the New Year, but when it was just over, Uncle Huan shirked and said that he was old and should rest early. So in the originally lively study, only Ye Wan and Chunyou were left.

"Master, what kind of gift did you prepare for me?" Ye Wan asked with a wink of eyes and a longing look at Chunyou.

Chunyou shook his head with a smile, scratched Ye Wan's nose again, and said, "In the drawers of several cases, let's go and see for yourself." ”

Ye Juan took out a square box of rosewood from the drawer, and the work of carving dragons and phoenixes was very fine. This box alone is not ordinary. The inside of the box is covered with yellow silk brocade, and there is a jade wrench on the silk brocade. Ye Juan picked up the jade wrench and looked at it, a light came, and he saw that the jade wrench was showing a translucent color.

"Master, the gift is too expensive. I can't take it. Ye Juan hurriedly put the wrench into the box, and handed the box to Chunyou's arms.

"What is given to you is yours. If you don't like it, throw it away. Chunyou was about to throw it, and Ye Juan hurriedly took the box into his arms.

"This jade wrench finger was left to me by my father. It's important to me. Now I'll give it to you. You have to take good care of it. Chun said with a long sigh.

Ye Wan rubbed the box and nodded yes. secretly swore that even if he fought hard, he would protect this jade wrench.

He secretly took a piece of silk thread of the ice silkworm, threaded the wrench, and hung it around his neck. The moment the wrench comes into contact with the skin, there is a chill. After a while, he was warmed by body temperature.

Ye Wan covered her chest, her face shy. I only feel that the distance between myself and the master has never been closer.

Ye Juan suddenly exclaimed and said, "Master, you have given me gifts." But Wan'er didn't give you any gifts. Then he frowned and thought about it.

It was okay for Chunyou to reply, and he held the book and pondered it carefully.

At night, it slowly became quiet, and the noisy sound of firecrackers finally subsided. Ye Juan and Chunyou sat opposite each other, each holding a son, playing a game and waiting for the arrival of the new year.