She handed over everything except the lute, including her heart, and watched the scholar disappear at the junction of the line between heaven and sea, with inexplicable loss and faint joy, mixed grains and mixed feelings.

She imagined more than once that one day the scholar would come back at the junction of the sea and the sky as if he had left, open the curtain, smile on his face, sit down slowly, and say as before: "Laugh and play." However, no matter how much she looked for it, she could not find her lute.

Then, she woke up from her dream, reached out and touched the lute lying beside her, and felt relieved that it was still there.

But in reality, he is gone, a letter cut off all feelings and fetters, all of a sudden Pingshui met, all became guests in a foreign country, even the opportunity to come back to see each other was not given to her, the words in the letter were like a sharp knife, cutting off her courage and hope to continue to live, and the sea vow and the alliance and you and I have flowed into the sea with a river of spring water.

I couldn't hear her pipa sound in the boat anymore, only the stupid brother of the girl with a big temper came to ask for a cake or two in the boat, she used to give him a cake or two in the boat, but now he came by himself, from this stupid intermittent words, she seemed to understand the mind of the woman outside the boat: "Why don't you play the pipa?" I asked Dabao to come in and see you, don't think about it, life always has the motivation to live. ”

The big-tempered girl is a good person, once there was a son who was drunk, not only wanted to listen to the music, but also wanted to kiss Fangze, and was bumped into by the big-tempered girl, and her face turned blue with anger. He smashed the boy into the water with a teapot, and the matter was not over. She still didn't give up, jumped into the river and drowned the other party half to death. For this. She and the grumpy girl both got into a lawsuit and lost some silver taels.

But the two of them seem to be deliberately avoiding each other, don't want to communicate in depth, and don't shake hands to become sisters, they still nod their heads, she often gives a few pastries to the stupid, and the grumpy girl says: "Thank you." ”

Unexpectedly, when the scholar broke off, the big-tempered girl actually showed her concern for herself in this way. She felt a hint of warmth in her grief, a warmth that she had rarely been able to feel since her mother was gone.

She took out the pipa from the new, and she played a song "Flowing Water", and the sound of the pipa spread far away, floating on the surface of the river, and whining. It seems to be crying, as if it is talking to itself.

Zheng Tuo, who was passing by the painting boat, stopped, slowly closed his eyes, and listened quietly. Finally, he frowned and opened his eyes, and said one word: "Sad." ”

She wrote another letter and asked the messenger to send it to the capital. And she herself stood on the street of Huafang Street, stopping and watching day and night. I hope that the scholar can change his mind and know that there is still a person waiting for him silently and quietly in the distance. There was and will be a man who carried him back to the boat on a cold night.

However, as the days passed, she did not see the back that appeared countless times in her dreams, and her hopeful heart began to slowly cool, gradually sinking downward, until she fell into the endless dark abyss.

She couldn't tell the difference between reality and dreams, and after many days, the strings of the pipa cut her fingers, and she couldn't feel the pain in her heart even in her ten fingers, but she couldn't feel it at all, only when the idiot asked for pastries, she lifted the curtain and showed a smile that was more ugly than crying to the grumpy girl.

Chen Xiaoxiao has a great skill, she can selectively forget what she doesn't want to remember, so she can remember the good things when she was a child, and forget the unpleasantness, such as why she forgot why her father and mother went to the clouds, and she forgot her previous name, but remembered the long-lived lock she hid under the cherry tree and the fire of her mother's revenge.

But the scholar's departure and abandonment, she didn't know whether to forget or remember. Grief is self-evident, happiness is also a vivid purpose, warm and cold, happy and sad, like twin brothers, inseparable, like shadows.

She wanted to abandon the coldness and remember the warmth, but her efforts became a floating shadow, and grief overshadowed happiness, a nightmare that she could never get rid of, the sun set, the moonlight rose, she stared quietly at the moonlight reflected on the river, as if she heard a magical voice floating out of the dark river, shouting: "Come, come to me." ”

Then she remembered death, and she remembered her father and mother, who had gone to the clouds.

So, she cut three feet of white silk, tied it to the beam of the painting boat, glanced at the pipa that had been eroded by the years, wiped the tears on her face, slowly closed her eyes, she kicked off the stool under her feet, her body began to sway in the air, like a kite with a broken string, and her consciousness began to gradually detach from her body, and she finally saw the sun shining in, and it was someone who lifted the curtain......

When she woke up, she saw the grumpy girl sitting next to her scolding and swearing, saying that I didn't want to die yet, but you were hanging, why. Seeing her wake up, he didn't say a word, but first went up and gave her two slaps: "It's better to be alive than to be dead!" ”

She smiled bitterly and decided to die, thinking to herself that with your temper, how do you know that the saddest liver and intestines in the world are broken.

The grumpy girl snorted, seemed to see what she was thinking, and no longer stopped, moved a bench to sit on the painting boat, crossed Erlang's legs, and said: "Since you are going to die, it is better to let me look at it, so as not to stick out my tongue after death, not to say that it is ugly, and it will make people laugh at it." When you die, I will stuff your tongue back, find a straw mat to wrap you, throw you into the river to feed the fish, and then catch the fish, remove the scales and bones, put it in a pan and fry it in oil, and eat it with the beautiful spicy soy sauce. ”

She was slightly stunned, she didn't expect this grumpy girl to say such a thing, and she was even more uneasy when she heard the words "stuff back". After walking between life and death, and being tossed by a big temper, her heart suddenly brightened.

Later, she knew that the name of the big-tempered girl was Lin Wan'er, and her experience seemed to be more tortuous than herself, not only to manage the family, but also to work all day for the trivial things of life. After this incident, the two finally got closer and became sisters who had nothing to say.

She understands that the scholar's affairs do not need to be forgotten, as long as they are indifferent. It won't have a chance to come out and toss you, although it will cure the symptoms but not the root cause. But it always gives people a haven without wind and waves.

But sometimes it can't be transferred with the transfer of human consciousness, maybe when. It will come out and stab you, stab you,

She began to get in touch with another family, a family led by the eldest sister, with several brothers with different personalities but colorful, and the closest to her was Dabao.

Dabao is stupid, a childlike child, and has no miscellaneous things in his heart. She cries when she wants to cry, laughs when she laughs, is happy when she has pastries, and is sad for small things, so he is a unique existence in her eyes, and she can tell him all the secrets that she can't tell in her heart.

She brought Dabao a plate of pastries, watching Dabao gobble up, the corners of her mouth curled. In my heart, I couldn't help but think that the scholar of the year did not cover his body, and he was hungry and hungry when he first entered the painting boat, and then his heart was gloomy, and the feeling of sadness arose spontaneously. Tears poured up, but I kept comforting myself in my mind: "Be as strong as Sister Wan'er, smile and don't cry." ”

Dabao saw her crying. He stood up with a whoosh and patted her shoulder lightly with one hand. helped her wipe away her tears with one hand, and comforted her by shouting pastry: "Don't cry." Don't cry. ”

At this moment, Dabao is like a willow tree in Lanzhou, standing quietly and upright, not daring to move at all, you can accompany her to watch the sunrise and sunset, the sky is full of clouds, and the moon rises willows.

Breaking free from Dabao's arms, she felt embarrassed, wiped her face indiscriminately, straightened her bangs, pretended to cough twice, and saw her tears wet Dabao's clothes, and her face was even redder, like a red apple.

She knows that Dabao is good to herself, but Dabao seems to be good to everyone, she is just one of many good, she is good to Dabao, but it is only good, just like the pity and love of adults for children, that is not emotion.

In the future, she spent the most time in contact with Dabao, especially when Sister Wan'er was busy, she became Dabao's "first guardian", and Dabao, who occasionally cried angrily in front of Sister Wan'er, was well-behaved like a little sheep in front of her.

She took his hand from Lanzhou to Shangjing, and wherever she went, he went.

He took her hand and came to the capital from the seaside, and he followed her wherever she went.

In Shangjing, she had seen the scholar, still with a warm smile as before, but in her eyes it was a little terrifying, ruthless to the point of desperation, she suddenly found that the scholar loved no one except herself.

couldn't help but clench Dabao's hand beside her, she felt that she had something to rely on, and then looked at Sister Wan'er in front of her, she felt very happy.

cut off the last touch of involvement with the scholar, she became herself again, an independent self, she still likes to play the pipa, but she is no longer talking in front of people, only when she was with Dabao, she took out the only thing left by her father and mother, stroked the piano in one hand, and held a plectrum made of dragon cedar in the other, and said to Dabao with a smile: "I'll play a song for you?" ”

Dabao smiled stupidly, straightened his waist, and sat quietly, he couldn't hear the joy and sorrow in the sound of the pipa, his eyes stared at her slender jade hand that was quickly dialing, gradually, gradually, Dabao felt a little ...... Sleepy, the upper eyelids began to fight with the lower eyelids, and the head ...... little by little

She smiled dumbly, looking at Dabao who was asleep, her face was not stupid, like a normal person, but she felt a little strange.

The days are moving forward step by step, and she and Dabao seem to have become one, one in front and the other in the back.

Once, Ouyang Xiaolan tricked everyone into the palace and gave Sister Wan'er a set, Zhao Ting and Baoyu fought, and the fierce and vicious grandmother grabbed Dabao, at that moment, she felt a little heartache, as if the slap on Dabao was like hitting herself.

In the Lin family, everyone's first favorite is Sister Wan'er, the second favorite is Dabao, Sister Wan'er also spoils Dabao, and Dabao is the most favored is her, every time there is a snack pastry, Dabao will quietly put it in his sleeve, or hide it under the pillow, and when there is no one around, he will take her hand, take out the snack pastry that has been crushed, hand it to her excitedly, and say vaguely: "You eat." ”

I don't know how Sister Wan'er knew about this matter, so she was jealous, and she counted Dabao for a long time, feeling that Dabao only kissed her, and never kissed her anymore.

She didn't know when Dabao began to appear in her dreams, she couldn't see many things clearly, but Dabao's smiling face was like a blue sky washed by rain, stupid and stupid, simple and pure, more and more clear, more and more clear.

She took Dabao to walk all over the streets and alleys and pavilions of the capital, and every place in the capital left their footprints and figures, and they also saw Lin Qianyi and Yan'er, the little county lord, measuring the land for the drainage system of the capital, and Lin Hanlin and Roujia eating grilled fish in the west of the city.

They are one-on-one, and in her heart: she and Dabao are also a pair.

As the sun set, she led Dabao home, passing by a lawn facing the moat, Dabao stopped.

She turned around and asked, "Why don't you leave?" ”

Dabao pointed to the sunset in the west, the sky was full of red glow, a bunch of golden sunlight shone over, burning the clouds in the sky, a large area of burning clouds slowly and slowly changing shapes, the mountains and trees in the distance were like a freehand splashed ink landscape painting, hiding a figurative shape, leaving only a hazy outline,

She looked at such a beautiful scenery stupidly, clenched Dabao's hand, the sun shone on her face, warm, she suddenly wanted to sigh heavily, but she hadn't sighed yet, Dabao beside her, who had never sighed, sighed violently.

She thought it was interesting and asked, "Dabao also has something on his mind?" Worried? "On weekdays, Dabao will return with a silly smile.

Today, Dabao still showed a silly smile, but said one more word: "I, no, sorrow, for, you, sigh, ......"

This is probably the most spoken sentence since Dabao was born - I am watching you from the sidelines, sighing for your sorrows.

Chen Xiaoxiao smiled, then cried again, she opened her arms and hugged Dabao's neck, and suddenly, she found herself in love with this fool.

No matter what other people say or evaluate, she has always believed that "the sea is rotten, the sky is cracking, and Dabao will be by her side." ”

Hong Xiuyu is very good, but she doesn't care about me.

This is the story of Chen Xiaoxiao, she tried to forget some of it, and tried to remember some of it.

(There is applause here, Lan Ying wrote the beginning of "The Evil Girl" very seriously, burying a lot of foreshadowing, every time she writes about something related to the front, Lan Ying wants to praise herself, please read the fifth and sixth chapters, the dialogue between Chen Xiaoxiao and Lin Wan'er, and Dabao holding Chen Xiaoxiao, all moved over.) (To be continued......)