When stepping on the streets of Furong Town, Cen Kexuan felt a sense of separation. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info have been claustrophobic in the Ziyun Palace all these years, accompanied by the Zizhu Lotus Pond, and have been away from the noisy market for too long. From the moment she sneaked out of the inn and was in the crowded streets, an inexplicable sense of confusion immediately hit her heart, looking at the rows of stalls in front of her, all kinds of dazzling, for a moment, she even felt overwhelmed.

The last time I took to the streets was the Lantern Festival nine years ago.

On the night of the fire trees and silver flowers, the lights of the whole Luoyang were shining, and the fireworks were flying, and her brother took her hand to Luoshui to watch the lanterns. Dressed in newly made clothes, they walked along the river bank through the crowd, and the sparkling surface of the Luoshui River reflected the dim lights on the bank, the rows of peach trees, and countless people who came and went, and the atmosphere was bustling and joyful. Her brother took her to buy two masks, one on each of them on his face, revealing sparkling eyes, looking at each other giggling and giggling.

Cen Kexuan carried the exquisite lantern that her father bought for her, stretched out her head to look around, suddenly her eyes lit up, she shook Cen Zifei, who was holding her hand, and said in a low voice: "Brother, look." Cen Zifei followed her line of sight: "What? ”

"Lanterns." Cen Kexuan said unhappily, "Her lanterns are much better looking than mine." As he spoke, he deliberately raised the lantern in his hand a little higher, so that the lights on the side of the street shone through, as if to let Cen Zifei see it clearly.

Cen Zifei looked at the delicate lantern in her hand, and then looked up at the place where she was just now, only to see a little girl of her own age, wearing a thick cotton coat standing behind a woman, the woman was buying rouge on the stall, colorful clothes and skirts, looking from a distance, even if she could only see a back, she could still feel the charm and charm of her soft green silk and colorful satin.

The little girl was waiting with a lantern on the side, her fingers were frozen like a radish in the cold wind, her face was also frozen red as if she was coated with rouge, the lantern in her hand shook gently because of her rubbing her hands to keep warm, and the falling silk threads swayed like water.

The material of the lantern is actually very ordinary, and the workmanship is not fine, but the painting on it is very unique, not the court woman or Chang'e running to the moon often painted in the market, but a phoenix reborn from the fire, looking at it from a distance, it seems that you can also feel its sorrow and poignancy. Although he didn't know what it meant, he probably guessed that the lantern was made by the little girl herself. Cen Zifei looked at it for a while, turned his head and blinked and smiled: "Kexuan, brother will make you a better looking one another day." ”

This was originally a means for others to coax children, but what Cen Zifei said to his sister would always be fulfilled. However, she still didn't follow, her face showed displeasure, and she said unhappily: "I just think that one is good-looking." ”

Cen Zifei pursed her lips, showing a look of embarrassment, hesitated for a moment, then asked her to wait for a while, and then walked towards the little girl, I don't know what to say to the girl, the girl first looked at the masked boy who suddenly talked to her in surprise, and after listening, she shook her head gently. Cen Zifei was slightly stunned for a moment, then took out a piece of luster white jade from his arms, and the two talked for a while, the girl finally smiled and nodded, and gave him the lantern in her hand.

Cen Kexuan stood in place and looked at them, and when he saw the things in Cen Zifei's hands, his face suddenly smiled, and the corners of his eyes were like crooked crescents. Cen Zifei handed her the lantern and said funny: "Are you satisfied now?" She stretched out her hand to take it, and threw the original one to Cen Zifei to hold, remembering what he said just now, so she shook his hand and coquettishly "I want my brother to do it." ”

Cen Zifei tilted his head and snorted softly: "Greedy ghost! "It's a rare childishness.

Cen Kexuan was not annoyed, he stuck out his tongue at him with a smile, and then suddenly stretched out his hand and took off his mask. As the thin line slipped off, a fair and delicate young face gradually appeared behind the mask, and the girl's sweet smiling face was reflected in the dark pupils. He didn't stop his sister's movements, he just stood there and asked motionlessly, "What are you doing, Kexuan?" The corners of his mouth curled slightly.

Cen Kexuan smiled and shook her head, and reached out to try to take off her mask, she was still a child who didn't move very well, it was winter, and she was wearing extremely thick clothes, it took her a lot of effort to untie the knot on the back of her head, holding the removed brother and her own mask in her hand, and then, she stepped forward and kissed him on the cheek, and then flattered: "Brother is the best!" ”

Cen Zifei, who was originally like a little adult, immediately smiled, the light in his eyes was like a star, and the figures of the two were reflected on the bank of the river with the lights, swaying with the water waves.

The white jade is a souvenir that Cen Zifei bought when he went to the capital with his father, and it is carved with a well-branched floating bamboo, which is said to symbolize the integrity of the literati, clear and tall, upright, and unyielding. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his talent is amazing, but because he spoils his sister too much, he often commits many things that he knows to be wrong under her unreasonable demands, regardless of the importance of the matter.

Speaking of which, the master always blames him, he is still young, although there is a difference between right and wrong, but he knowingly commits it, does not know how to restrain himself, and is bold and reckless, I am afraid that he will ...... in the future At this point, it finally stopped.

Cen Kexuan didn't know what he meant, he only knew that his brother was obedient to his words and took care of him in every way, so his personality was quite pampered and willful, and when he was incense with his mother, he happened to see the portrait of Guanyin in the ancestral hall, beautiful in white clothes, dignified and elegant, and suddenly felt envious, and even shouted for Cen Zifei to draw one for her.

"This ......" Cen Zifei hesitated, revealing a look of embarrassment, the portrait of Guanyin is made by Ding Qingyang, the best painter in Luoyang City, even if he has talent, in addition to practicing martial arts every day, but also to practice literature, if it is said that painting, it is not impossible, but after all, there are not many hours to learn, and what he has learned is limited, and he can not be compared with the famous painter.

Speaking of which, Cen Zifei also has a quirk, although he has been excellent since he was a child and is proficient in civil and military affairs, he is still young, and he will inevitably learn a little, and he somehow rejects mediocrity that is close to paranoia, which also causes him to have a quirk that he will never show in front of people if he has the ability to do it, even if he loves his own biological sister. The reason for chasing this may be because he is accustomed to excellence and praise, so he cannot tolerate any shortcomings in himself.

Or maybe he just didn't want to make a painting that even he was not satisfied with, so he perfunctory his beloved baby sister. Of course, in retrospect, Cen Kexuan prefers to believe that it is the latter. Anyway, this angered the little girl who didn't know what to do at the time.

"My brother is so stupid that he can't even make a portrait." Cen Kexuan muttered and ran away in a huff.

At that time, I am afraid that she was the only one who said that Cen Zi was not stupid.

Cen Zifei spent a few days and nights for her wish, and finally made another gift to her as compensation, which is a later story. The Cen family values martial arts and light literature, and the time for dancing and writing is really limited, in fact, it is no wonder that Cen Zifei reminds her of a chance hearing that her brother said to her father that he hopes to abandon martial arts and follow literature.

In her memory, her brother rarely expressed his thoughts, for example, when her mother and aunt went to the market, they would bring some interesting and exquisite gadgets to their two siblings from time to time, whether it was food or play, Cen Zifei would always give her the best.

Several times, the little aunt who has always loved Zifei specially bought gifts for him, all of which are chic short knives used by boys, sharp and exquisitely crafted, for a teenager like Cen Zifei who loves to go out for horseback riding, it is obviously a suitable personal object, but because Cen Kexuan said that he liked it, what originally belonged to Cen Zifei still entered her cabin without surprise, even if it was covered with a thick layer of ash in the corner in the end, Cen Zifei never touched it again.

In fact, almost everything, he will cling to her. After all, she was too young at the time and didn't know how to be considerate of others, so she was used to blindly self and demand in front of Cen Zifei, so that in later days, she always recalled those vague pasts, but always found that Cen Zifei had become a very blank symbol, and she never even knew what he liked and hated.

He doesn't know anything about the most important person in this world. How sad it is.

The Cen family has practiced martial arts for generations, respecting martial arts, but over the years, the Cen family has always been mediocre and unsuccessful in martial arts, although the second uncle Cen Beihan is known as the sword god, once let the Luoyang Cen family, which has been silent for many years, once enter the field of vision of the martial arts again, but he has been wandering all the year round, it is difficult to find traces, and he seems to remember that there is a home at all, only occasionally passing through Luoyang when he returns to the house to live for a few days, but he rarely asks about family affairs.

People say that if a person gains the Tao, the chicken and dog ascend to heaven, but this "enlightened" person of the Cen family may have no intention of revitalizing the family at all, let alone the so-called "chicken and dog ascending to heaven".

If the elder brother is really as those people say, he can already show a talent higher than ordinary people at a young age, and even has been praised by many elders, his father will naturally have high hopes for him, and his sentence of "abandoning martial arts and following literature" must have made his father extremely disappointed and sad, and his brother, as the only son of his father, will inevitably bear all the responsibilities and shackles given by the family after all.

That was probably the last time he was willful, and the only time Cen Kexuan could remember, and before long, even if his brother wanted to throw aside or rebel against all the burdens that the family had attached to him, no one would be able to stop or reprimand him. However, she believes that for Cen Zifei, this pain is far greater than it was back then.

Now, the rights and wrongs of the past have long since turned into smoke. In the face of cruel fate, countless people have died, and countless people's ideals have been buried by time and reality. The little boy who waded and collected lotus for her when she was young has grown up and wandered in an unknown corner of this world.

She often couldn't help but wonder what kind of man he would become. Is it still warm, and is it already full of dust?

In the years of Ziyun Palace, she always sat alone in the small courtyard of Ningxin Pavilion, looking at a pool of lotus flowers, or playing with the fruit leaves on the tree with something in her hand when she was idle, remembering when she was a child, her brother sat on the trunk of the Lin family's orchard and knocked off the fruit with a silver needle, as well as the joy when she ran over with a grin, the corners of her mouth could not help but let out a smile, and then slowly turned into a sorrow that could not be dissipated.

In fact, she didn't like the lantern at all, but she just missed a kind of tenderness that belonged to her. She knew it was a disease, a pampered ailment, deep in the bone marrow, although in later days she had to hide herself like this.

She looked at the chaotic stalls in front of her, those faces that hid hard work between her eyebrows, but were still running for life, were reflected in her pupils, and her heart suddenly gave birth to envy and unwillingness - why is she the only one in the vast sea of people?

The trance-like eyes fell to the end of the long street, and faintly, the word inn on the horizontal plank swaggered in the wind.