Because of Yuexiu's death, the Chen family was filled with low pressure. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hongyu planned to only live in Baixi Village for four or five days, but suddenly something like this happened, and seeing that Chen Jing was busy alone, she stayed behind to help.

Xia Yejin originally thought that a young lady like Hongyu would not be able to adapt to the life of the Grange, but she didn't expect that the other party would be quite handy in doing things, and she couldn't help but feel a lot relieved. Subconsciously glanced down at her wrist, and found that the cinnabar mole had turned slightly red, maybe when Hongyu and Chen Jing became a good thing, her task would be almost completed.

It's a pity that before Hongyu and Chen Jing could complain to each other, the Chen family ushered in a guest.

To say that a guest is not actually a guest.

When Xia Yejin entered the door, he saw Sima Ziyu sitting under the peach tree in the courtyard, and saw Chen Caiyi sitting opposite him, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Sima Ziyu just came to take Hongyu back to his house this time, he has been busy with the affairs of the academy for the past few days, and he has no idea that another strange thing has happened in Baixi Village, and the protagonist of the strange thing is still Yuexiu, whom he has a good impression of.

When he landed, his face no longer had the appearance of the former scenery, his face was gloomy, and the dark clouds were overwhelming, as if it was about to rain.

Chen Caiyi had never come out of Yuexiu's death, and seeing him like this, he couldn't help but feel even more uncomfortable.

The two sat thoughtfully, looking at each other without saying a word. Only the breeze blows, leaving a faint fragrance of peach blossoms lingering in the meantime.

"I've never seen my brother look like this......"

When Xia Yejin walked back to the West Wing, she met Hongyu under the porch. The other party's eyes were red, and he didn't know if he was sorry for the moon embroidery, or worried about Sima Ziyu.

The scene when I first met Sima Ziyu is still vivid.

The breeze is bright and the moon is bright, and the white clothes are beautiful.

After going through so many things, Xia Yejin finally understood a truth. As long as it is human, there will be a weakness. The reason why he can still be calm and light is only because that person's matter is not important enough for him.

And the moon embroidery is obviously more important than Chen Caiyi in his heart.

"Growing up, my brother always had a smile on his face, even if he was not in good health, he never had a trace of complaint, and this time it really hit him too hard."

“…… That's why we should cherish the people in front of us. ”

Chen Jing walked over from a distance, Xia Yejin glanced at him, and said to Hongyu.

There is no regret medicine in this world, missing is missing, even if it is only a moment, the results may be very different and far from the same. She didn't know if Hongyu could listen to it, but it probably didn't matter, anyway, most people would only feel the pain of the passage of time after they experienced it themselves. It's the same for herself.

When passing under the eaves, Xia Yejin found that the door of Fu Qingzhu's house was not closed. He lay on his desk, engrossed in what he was writing.

is not only his life experience, but Fu Qingzhu's whole person is becoming more and more confusing. Xia Yejin had a lot of questions in her heart, but whenever she faced him, she didn't know where to start.

After all, this is someone's privacy, and I shouldn't have spied one or two by chance, so if I hold on to this problem, wouldn't it be too much? With such a thought, even if the curiosity in her heart was like countless ants crawling, she never took the initiative to ask Fu Qingzhu about those things.

At this moment, Xia Yejin saw that he was lying on the table and writing with a pen very funny, so he walked in and asked him with a smile What was he doing?

"I'm writing down what happened during this time." Fu Qingzhu glanced up at her, and then continued to bury his head.

Xia Yejin was puzzled, why, is this time worth remembering?

As if sensing the strange look on her bewildered face, Fu Qingzhu added, "Not only must all the things of this day be recorded, but also what will happen in the future." ”

was said like this, Xia Yejin became more and more incomprehensible, so she opened her mouth and asked why?

"If I don't remember it now, I'm afraid I'll forget it later."

After hearing this, Xia Yejin laughed and said Fu Qingzhu, you won't be able to, right? How old are you, are you going to start writing your memoirs now?

The other party suddenly raised his head and glanced at her, there was a hint of darkness in his quiet gaze that was fleeting, and then he smiled faintly, "Have you forgotten?" I have no memory of anything other than what happened during this time. ”

Xia Yejin couldn't laugh.

"You may not believe it, but I woke up on the edge of the walls of Jiankang City. Actually, I am not familiar with this place at all, and I don't have any memories of it. I only know that my name is Fu Qingzhu, and I am missing a soul. ”

"But you know how to spell, and you know how to catch ghosts and receive bounties......"

Xia Yejin was a little incoherent in panic.

Fu Qingzhu seemed to be taken aback by her appearance, he bowed his head and smiled and said I don't know either, it seems that he understands spells, as if he was born with it. Maybe it was before I lost my memory.

"The fat monk is right, I have no life experience, I lost my soul, the whole person is confused, and I don't know when I forget about it. It's better to write it down. In this way, even if you forget it in the future, you will have a credential. ”

Xia Yejin once read a book.

I have forgotten the title of the book, but I remember a passage from the book clearly.

It says that a person's life, to put it bluntly, is the process of dyeing a blank piece of paper. And these colors are the countless memories of the past. Happy or sad, depressed or cheerful, want to forget, don't want to forget...... All of this is transformed into delicate and unique colors, which are highlighted in people's memories. The passage of time can beautify memories, but it cannot dilute them.

Xia Yejin couldn't imagine what it was like to have no memories of the days, just like she couldn't understand Fu Qingzhu's pain now.

The peach blossoms in the yard are blooming.

The breeze blew, and the fine petals crossed the window lattice and landed on the rattan paper written by Fu Qingzhu.

I saw that it was crawling crookedly and full of words, like a drawing symbol.

"Your handwriting is too ugly, isn't it?" Xia Yejin couldn't help but stretch out her finger.

Fu Qingzhu nodded helplessly. He couldn't argue with that.

But in fact, think about it, there is still a place to refute, he doesn't even have a little memory of the past, it's already good to be able to write, where can he pay so much attention.

"You catch the fox...... It's not just for the bounty, right? After a while, Xia Yejin asked again.

Something was already in her heart, but she was still a little unwilling to hear Fu Qingzhu admit it in person.

This time, what was waiting for was Fu Qingzhu's long silence.

Just when Xia Yejin turned around and was about to leave, a voice behind him sounded.

"It's not a fox, it's an ancient mythical beast, and according to legend, its Yuan Dan can help people recover their lost souls. I'm just trying my luck. ”

Xia Yejin stopped and turned around, "...... you?" ”

Fu Qingzhu looked at her with an expression of "that's what you think" and said, I arrested him for the purpose of taking that Neidan.