She looked at him, and looked at him in her heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He was like this at the moment, wearing a hat and a crewneck, she seemed to have seen it. Where? It had been so long that she couldn't remember. Maybe in a dream? Maybe it's in a film and television drama? Maybe......

Many memories come to mind, sometimes blurry and sometimes clear.

Or that day, he sat high on the train and asked her with a smile: "Girl, do you know where my brother is going?" ”

Of course she knew: "Xi'an. ”

He pulled her braid and corrected: "It's Chang'an." ”

"It's obviously Xi'an, my brother is a liar." Unconvinced, she pointed to the words on the green leather carriage: "Chongqing-Xi'an." ”

He laughed: "How could my brother lie to the girl, if I travel to Datang, won't I go to Chang'an!" ”

Chun Siniang's eyes suddenly became wet.

She didn't care about this sentence at the time. After my brother lost contact for many years, it became a trend, and the autobiographies of the predecessors came out one after another, each of which caused quite a stir. She read a few books patiently, and somehow suddenly remembered her brother's words.

About two years before she decided to make this crossing, this scene was even more dreaming...... Perhaps, in her dream, he was wearing this white robe?

Wu Minzhi had been looking at her quietly.

Where can her little tricks escape his eyes. However, since she was so interesting, he wanted to see what her purpose was. Unexpectedly, she tried her best to lead him to her room, leaving only the two of them alone, but she seemed to be a different person, and the people in front of everyone were all put away. She just stood there, looking at him quietly, her eyes flickering with joy and sadness, sometimes abrupt and sometimes confused.

He didn't know what he reminded her of. All he knew was that he seemed to be reminded of a lot of the past. His mood seems to be the same as hers, and he is also sad and happy, sometimes sudden and sometimes confused.

In the next room, Chun Erniang's piano sounded. Wu Minzhi listened for a while, as if he was talking to himself and explaining to her: "It's Cai Wenji's "Eighteen Beats of Hu Ji". ”

Chun Siniang looked at him steadily, as if she didn't hear his words.

She told herself again and again that it was her brother, it was really her brother, it was definitely her brother. It has to be an older brother. But the stakes are too high to be missed, and she must be careful not to act rashly. Although he is undoubtedly an older brother, however, it should still be verified.

How can we verify him?

Faced with this sudden re-encounter, her IQ plummeted, and all she could think of was a poem. Well, "Qin Yuan Chun. "Snow" has a market among the traversers, and the ancients also bought it, and the emperors and generals are full of praise. In case, of course there can't be a case, she just said in case, in case he is not his brother, he will definitely be impressed by her majestic and stunning literary talent, and from then on surrender to the pomegranate skirt for her use. Although it is not satisfactory, it is not too bad ending. With his help then, isn't it a piece of cake to find your brother?

But this is absolutely non-existent, she clenched her fingers.

She cleared her throat and was about to speak, but Wu Minzhi spoke first.

"Looking at the lady's appearance, could it be that in addition to Abe, you also know a treacherous villain named Wu Misan?" I don't know what's wrong, the more solemn her face, the more he can't help but want to make fun of her.

That smile, that tone, that look...... Chun Siniang was stunned and suddenly laughed. She smiled, really happy, and there were sparks of joy in her eyes, and clusters of crackling came out. Even his heart was warm.

"Brother!" She let out a choked cry and threw herself into his arms, "I knew it was you." ”

On his body, there is a pleasant fragrance that goes straight to his nose.

She was stunned, and smiled with tears in her eyes, Datang has the habit of incense, and she also wears several sachets on her body, and her daily clothes are smoked on the smoker cage overnight, and she will get fragrant on her body the next day. As a national prince, he is naturally more particular than himself.

She pressed her face to his chest with relief. Listening to the sound of his pounding heartbeat, my heart swelled with peace and steadfastness after trekking thousands of rivers and mountains, and finally reaching the destination.

Brother? He was stunned for a moment, thought about it for a while, and couldn't help but say, "It's you?!" ”

Outside the post station that day, the people who inexplicably rushed out to entangle him. He thought he was a madman, and he didn't bother to look at her.

It turned out to be her.

Chun Siniang obviously misunderstood what he meant.

"Wu Ruri, why don't you pretend to have amnesia?" She punched him hard, then hooked his neck, hugged him tightly, and buried her head in his arms.

Wu Minzhi was stunned, he never thought that she would be so bold. He frowned, and just wanted to reach out and push him away, only to find that her shoulders shrugged and trembled violently.

She cried, it seems, and was still very sad?

He hesitated for a moment, then pushed her away. She lifted her eyes, looked at him in disbelief, and then pounced again. He stood up and ducked.

"Wu Ruri...... Brother...... Brother...... I've had a hard time looking for you. She said with trembling lips.

Brother! His heart trembled, and his gaze at her couldn't help but soften a little. He looked her up and down for a long time, and indeed, that figure, that posture, indeed resembled...... His gaze fell on her face, not knowing the face behind the mask......

Chun Siniang felt his gaze, and she didn't hesitate to stretch out her hand to remove the mask on her face: "Brother, look at me, take a good look at me!" I've grown taller, fatter, and grown up, but I'm still like the moon, how can you not recognize me? ”

Even if he has amnesia and forgets everything, he should remember the most important person in his heart. Even if you forget this person, you will be inexplicably good to her in every way. In the autobiographies of the predecessors, almost all of them are written like this, and the men are like this to the female protagonists. But he forgot about her...... She was aggrieved or something.

Wu Minzhi stared at her hand tightly, although his face was calm, his heart jumped to his throat uncontrollably. Her hand lifted a corner of the mask, and he saw the snow-white skin in the shadow of the mask. There was a tiny concave mark on it, left by the edge of the mask.

What does the face look like under the mask? He wanted to know, he wanted to know, he always wanted to know. However, it doesn't seem to be like that, especially at this moment, I suddenly feel that it's better to not know. Knowing that it was impossible, he just thought about what happened. He felt scared, but it was better not to know.

"Don't!" He rushed over and wrapped one hand around her, the other, slamming the mask back into her face. He pushed so hard that the mask almost got into her flesh, and she couldn't help but groan in pain.