Chapter 183: What's the Autumn Wind Sad Painting Fan

"Are you feeling better these days?"

Sitting on the edge of her bed, he took her hand, and asked her softly with a hint of distress in his eyes.

"It's better." She smiled and nodded at him, pulled her hands out of his palms without leaving a trace, and said softly, "Tonight, can you take me out for a walk?" ”

At that time, she thought that if she told him all the words she thought in her heart, perhaps, he would be a little unacceptable for a while. Moreover, in the Liu family's mansion, there are so many eyeliner, since they have decided to cut off their own retreat, then they should also be broken crisply, don't let those people see that they have a trace of involvement with the people in front of them, and don't leave the slightest possibility for the people in front of them and themselves to come back.

"Get out?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Hua Qinghan's eyes, but there was always a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and she asked, "In the past, you didn't take the initiative as much as you do today, what's going on in the last few days, has something happened?" ”

"Nope."

She buried her head slightly, shook her head, and said softly: "After staying in the house alone for a long time, I suddenly feel very bored and want to go out for a walk." I'm a weak woman going out, are you so relieved to be cold? ”

"It's not."

Seeing that she was a little annoyed, he just smiled.

"If you want to go out for a walk, then let's go out together!"

That night, the two came to the place where they first met. Outside the city gate, the branches and leaves on the peach tree branches on the moat have already withered, and the wind is strong at night, she deliberately did not bring out the mink fur fur, only wearing two pink thin clothes, and walked a few steps, the night wind hit, leaned over and coughed softly a few times, suddenly, there was an extra piece of clothing with the fragrance of peach blossoms.

"Thank you."

"You and I still need these two words."

He was a little mindful that tonight she was deliberately distant, slowing down slightly and walking side by side with her.

He asked, "Do you remember the poem you chanted to me two years ago when I gave you the ink and peach blossom lanterns?" ”

"Poetry?"

She stopped, looked at him with a puzzled look on her face, and said, "What poem?" ”

"You forgot?"

He had always remembered that poem, but he did not think that the person who read it had already forgotten it completely. He was slightly angry in his heart, so angry that he couldn't speak, but when he met her clear eyes, he couldn't say a single cruel word.

Seeing that his face was a little unsightly, Baili Dieyi stopped laughing with him, turned his head and glanced away, and read softly: "Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the human face were red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. ”

After chanting the poem, he turned his head to look at him again and said with a smile: "What's the matter, why did you suddenly ask about this poem?" ”

"What do these lines of poetry mean?"

Instead of answering her question, he looked into her face with burning eyes and asked her.

Baili Dieyi's thin lips bit lightly, thought about it, and said, "That's about it...... One day in a certain year, the lyricist passed by a family, and saw a beautiful woman with a peach blossom face under the peach blossom tree, and later, the lyricist had something to leave, and when he came back the next year, the peach blossoms were still blooming on the peach blossom tree, but the girl under the tree was already gone. ”

After being silent for a long time, Baili Dieyi smiled again: "Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze? The peach blossoms here seem to have no heart, they don't understand the feelings between people, the lyricist and his sweetheart are separated, and they can never see each other again, but the peach blossoms on the tree are still in full bloom, or blooming with a smile. ”

"Not for nothing."

Hua Qinghan on the side heard this, and for some reason she was a little anxious to explain to her, but she could only say these four words.

Baili Dieyi continued: "The flower is not human, there is no spirituality, even if it is transformed into a human form one day, it will have no human feelings after all. Turning his head to look at the people around him, he saw that his face was anxious, his lips trembled, but he couldn't spit out a word for a long time, and his chest was inexplicably cone painful.

She thought that her words seemed to be a little ruthless, even if she wanted to cut off her thoughts, she shouldn't use this sentence to hurt him. The words paused, and then smiled at him and said, "In the blink of an eye, we have known each other for almost ten years. ”

"Hmm."

Answering her lightly, I don't know what she'll say next.

"In the past ten years, with the company of Brother Qinghan, Dieyi feels very content." Baili Dieyi pretended to have a flat face on his face, and said to him with a smile: "You and I are not related by blood, but you have always loved me as a sister, and Dieyi is very grateful for this." In fact, Dieyi has always regarded Brother Qinghan as her own brother in her heart. ”

Instead of calling him by his name, she added the word 'brother' to the end of his name, and she felt that she should be able to understand what she was trying to say to him.

"Yi'er, you...... What happened to you? ”

Looking at her smiling face, his heart had a bad premonition for a moment.

Raising his eyes to meet his eyes, Baili Dieyi's heart couldn't help but tremble again, turned his head to avoid his eyes, and said in a faint voice: "After a month, Dieyi will get married." ”

"Marry?"

His lips trembled and he said these two words, his voice seemed to be ethereal, but the corners of his lips pulled out a bleak smile, his eyes looked at her pale face in a daze, and said, "Why haven't I heard you say this before?" Why are you suddenly going to get married? ”

Baili Dieyi replied softly: "I, I'm not young now, in the ordinary world, a woman will marry when she is about fifteen years old, and Yi'er is three years later than other women." ”

After being silent for a while, she said again: "Speaking of Godfather and Godmother today, Yi'er suddenly realized that she is not young anymore, and if she doesn't marry now, she will really become an old girl in a few years." ”

"I ......"

Before he finished speaking, his hands were already clenched by the person in front of him.

Raising his head to meet his eyes full of pain, Baili Dieyi smiled reluctantly on his face, and said softly: "My hand hurts a little, can you let go of me first?" ”

Put? Looking down at the thin wrist that was clenched in the palm of his hand, for the first time, he shook his head at her. Between the two of them, it has always been a very polite conversation, and it has always been a very polite conversation, and this time, he doesn't want to go on like this. Don't let go, don't let go again, reach forward and hold her slender body in your arms.

"Don't let go, don't let go."

Hua Qinghan's head was in chaos, and he kept muttering this sentence.

The moonlight melted and shone on her face through the clouds, her pale face was covered with a charming silver color of the moonlight, her pale thin lips were plated with a thin layer of silver, and her eyes widened at his gaffe face.

"Qinghan, you ...... You let me go first. ”

She whispered, wanting to reach out and push him away, widening the distance between the two, but Hua Qinghan's face was getting closer and closer. It was late autumn, and the night was damp, but she felt a scorching hot breath rushing towards her face, forcing her to retreat.

"Don't let go."

The words landed, and the lips were cold.