Innocent, cute and simple, stripped of the cloak of sadness, she finally showed her original appearance in front of him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Chu Yunxi spoke softly, blushing like fire: "Hey, I'm really confused." I have suffered such a big loss from you a long time ago, and your body has been seen by you, unless I die or become a monk, I can only marry you. With that, she lay down on her head, pulled up the quilt and covered her head.

Shi Jiaheng felt like a dream, and his dream came true for many years, and he was a little overwhelmed.

Chu Yunxi hid under the quilt, touching his cheeks as if he was burning, and suddenly felt that he was crazy, how could he say such a shameful thing when he had always been reserved and polite? Her heart was pounding, excited and scared. If it weren't for her true feelings, what drove her to say such bold and exciting things against her temperament? She remembered what Yinsui said to her, when you really let go of your jealousy and indulge in love, that joyful, warm and exhilarating feeling, as if the whole world was full of happiness, and the suffering and torture suffered in the past instantly became insignificant, and only the feeling of drunken faintness was left in your mind.

He lay beside her, talking affectionate words through the quilt. She lay under the covers, motionless and listened. Not satisfied with her lack of response, he reached for the quilt on her head. The two of them giggled and played with the quilt until he pulled her up, and she pulled it up and looked at him with a shy smile with one eye squinting from behind the quilt playfully. His excited heart surged, his eyes were slightly glowing with heat, and he reached out to hug her.

Chu Yunxi wrapped his broad back, listening to his laughter echoing in his ears, tears flowed silently, but his heart was clear: How selfish I am! He didn't know that my love could bring him so much joy. I was always afraid that I would be hurt by love, but I couldn't see his hurt heart. If my fate is as thin as paper, why not use the short time left to give him joy and happiness as much as I can, in return for such a deep affection for me.

When she really made up her mind to fall in love, the restless, anxious, and lifeless heart instantly settled down, as if she had found a home to rely on, with the company of another heart, and she suddenly sprouted reverie and desire for a better life in the future.

The two no longer think about each other's thoughts on each other's thoughts through the half-empty bed back to back, but look at each other's faces face to face in the quiet and quiet night, using each other's heat to resist the cold and howling north wind outside the house.

Early in the morning, when Chu Yunxi woke up, he felt warm and welcoming when he saw the golden halo of golden sunlight refracted in the room. She squinted her sleepy eyes, and when she tilted her head, she saw that Shi Jiaheng was staring at herself with his head down and smiling, his face glowed with soft daylight, like a bright moonlight in the dark night. A burning sensation appeared on her face, and she tilted her head away in surprise. Unsuspectingly, a soft and warm kiss landed on the cheek. She shyly drilled into the quilt, leaving only her head full of green silk spread out of the quilt.

Shi Jiaheng squinted his eyes, lazily bathed in the sun, and said softly: "It's sunny, I haven't seen such a good sun for more than half a month." ”

Chu Yunxi sulked his head in the quilt and let out a "hmm". Shi Jiaheng took a hard breath of the fresh air after the dawn of the snow, and said with a smile: "I want to take you to meet someone today." All right? ”

Chu Yunxi quietly peeked out of the quilt, picked up the quilt and asked, "Who are you seeing?" ”

Shi Jiaheng supported her with one hand, lay sideways beside her, and said softly: "It's my master." One day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father, my father is far away in the clouds, and it is the same for my master to see you on his behalf. ”

Chu Yunxi instantly understood what he meant, and got back into the quilt. He smiled lightly, fell down and lay flat on his back, pressed his hands behind his head, looked at the top of the tent and said with a smile: "The ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her in-laws, besides, haven't you seen my mother?" ”

"How can that be the same?" Chu Yunxi said sullenly, "We just met by chance at the palace gate. ”

Shi Jiaheng snorted and laughed: "Where is the chance encounter." My mother knew that you entered the palace that day, and she made a special trip to wait for you at the palace gate. ”

Chu Yunxi lifted the quilt, frowned and turned his head to look at him, and said with a twist: "Did you say anything to her, it's strange that she is weird every time she talks to me." ”

Shi Jiaheng smiled slyly and said, "She was happy to see her daughter-in-law, and her words were a little upside down." ”

Chu Yunxi pretended to be angry and turned over, Shi Jiaheng thought that he had said the wrong thing, and knocked his head anxiously and said urgently: "I'm just joking with you, my mother doesn't know anything." ”

Seeing that she was unmoved, Shi Jiaheng came to her side and apologized to her in a low voice.

She leaned sideways, her hands resting. Shi Jiaheng cautiously distanced herself from her, and did not dare to laugh with her anymore, for fear that any deviant behavior would be rejected by her.

After a while, Chu Yunxi asked faintly, "Do you say that Mrs. Shi will still like me?" ”

Shi Jiaheng said with a straight face: "It's too boring for you to ask this kind of thing, don't you know what my mother does to you?"

Chu Yunxi said worriedly: "Even if she likes me, she must be unhappy." I have made her son anxious all day, and if I were her, I would not be happy. ”

Shi Jiaheng said earnestly: "What are you talking about, it's too late for her to feel distressed." She knows that you have suffered a lot over the years, and she often tells me that if I marry you one day, I will treat you well. ”

He couldn't help but say that he missed his mouth, Chu Yunxi sat up with the quilt, and said with a gloomy face, "You just said that your mother didn't know anything, and you lied to me again!" ”

Shi Jiaheng was speechless for a while, sat up, and sighed helplessly: "Alas, let me Shi Jiaheng be extremely smart, I can speak well in front of people, and I will only be stupid in front of you if I look down on you on the battlefield." ”

He pretended to be melancholy, which made Chu Yunxi grin.

Looking at her smiling face, Shi Jiaheng sighed with emotion: "Yunxi, I hope you can always smile like this without scruples, I know that this is the real you." If there were no such changes, you could have laughed at your parents every day like those cardamom girls, followed your sisters to learn how to needle and chisel women's red, and sewed purse sachets for your lover. I have always had a wish to make up for your lost happiness and soothe your pain. Thank you for this opportunity. ”

Her heart was as clear as the sky after the rain, she leaned into his arms and said emotionally: "I should thank you for my dark life, because you shine the sun." If it weren't for you, everything that happened to me would have turned into a terrible abyss that would swallow me. I think this may be God's arrangement, and I have to pay unbearable pain to gain your sincerity. ”

After breakfast, Chu Yunxi got into the carriage with a little nervousness and nervousness, and the carriage drove all the way to the farther suburbs, and the two talked softly through the curtain, in a very brisk mood. There was a lot of snow on the road, and the carriage stopped and went until it came to a complete stop after about an hour.

Chu Yunxi got out of the carriage with the support of Shi Jiaheng, and as soon as he got out of the car, his eyes were attracted by a few plane trees at the door. In such a cold season, the grass and trees have long withered, but the sycamore is still wrapped in a gorgeous coat of golden and emerald green, filling in a strong color for the cold winter.

Entering the courtyard gate, there were still two rows of sycamores, and the path was covered with sycamore leaves, Shi Jiaheng stepped forward and knocked on the door to say hello, and only after getting permission did he take Chu Yunxi to push the door in.

Inside is a Buddhist hall.

A gray-clothed monk was meditating and reciting scriptures with his back to the two, Shi Jiaheng stepped forward to salute, and the monk's voice was old and vicissitudes, but it was not lost.

Chu Yunxi also stepped forward and bowed and saluted: "Master, junior Chu Yunxi took the liberty to come to visit you today. ”

The gray-clothed monk squeezed the hand of the Buddha bead and asked, "Dare to ask who the girl is?" ”

Shi Jiaheng handed over Chu Yunxi's family history, but he did not tell her true identity.

The gray-clothed monk bowed slightly, wanting to get up, Shi Jiaheng hurriedly stepped forward to help, and he turned around. Although half of his face was covered with horrific burn scars, his physique was tall and his eyes were like torches, which vaguely showed the hidden demeanor of his youth.

Chu Yunxi saluted again, and the gray-clothed monk stared at her face as if petrified. She didn't know what she meant, and looked at Shi Jiaheng with a puzzled sideways face.

Before Shi Jiaheng could question, the gray-clothed monk suddenly asked in a trembling voice: "Ah Yun?" be

Are you, Ah Yun? ”

He kept repeating these words to Chu Yunxi, his words and expressions were heartbroken and sad. Shi Jiaheng held his trembling body and interjected and asked, "Master, who is Ah Yun?" She's not Ah Yun. ”

Chu Yunxi also stood up and coveted him. After listening to Shi Jiaheng's question, his face was blank, and he asked himself, "Who is Ah Yun?" Who is Ah Yun? I can't remember. With that, he broke free of the two of them's hands and walked towards the back room in a daze.

Shi Jiaheng sighed sadly: "The master has become more and more confused over the years, he was seriously injured and was rescued by my master, but he lost his memory, and he can't even remember who he is." He's getting worse over the years, and I'm afraid that one day he'll not even recognize me. ”

Chu Yunxi sighed with him for a while, and the gray-clothed monk suddenly came out of the house, holding a painting in his hand, and pulled Shi Jiaheng madly and said, "You see this is Ah Yun." He raised the painting high, stretched his neck to look at Chu Yunxi's face, and said firmly: "She is Ah Yun, look at it, she is Ah Yun." ”

Seeing the content of the painting, Chu Yunxi also lost her temper, she took the painting down, and saw a girl with a sad face leaning in front of the plane tree, looking forward to the return. The content of this painting is exactly the same as the painting she saw in Jinyushe, but no matter how you use the pen to ink, this painting has a hint of anger, and the style and rhyme of the painting is unique to Bai Wei, and there is a small poem inscribed on the painting: "The sunset is slanting, and the autumn wind is cold." Tonight, the old man will not come, teach people to stand up the shadow of the sycamore. "[Lu Yan, Wutong Shadow] This handwriting is not copied, but completely in the handwriting of Bai Biao.

The only difference is that this painting lacks the small plum blossom seal dedicated to Princess Hanjiang.

Chu Yunxi asked in surprise, "Where did you get this painting?" ”

"Where did you get it? I want to see, oh, it was given to me by Ah Yun. Chu Yunxi was shocked to find that his biological mother's name did have the word "rhyme" in it. She became more and more suspicious of the identity of the gray-clad monk.

Shi Jiaheng didn't know why, Chu Yunxi continued to ask, but the gray-clothed monk didn't answer what he asked, and there were words in his mouth, all of which they couldn't understand, until he said: "Ah Yun said that she would wait for me to triumph with this painting, and wait for me to propose to her with the enemy commander's surrender." She suddenly trembled in shock and grabbed the old monk's arm, and asked in a choked voice, "Master, do you remember what your name is?" ”

The gray-clothed monk scratched his head, tried to recall, and muttered, "Name? Abandoning thoughts, the Dharma name given to me by the master. My name is Abandonment. Ah, I can't remember exactly, I just remember that Ah Yun often called me Brother Chu."

Chu Yunxi fell to his knees in an instant, and Shi Jiaheng also woke up like a dream, and suddenly woke up and said, "Could it be that he is your father?" ”