Chapter 65: Illusory Dreams
"Niancheng, why have you been sitting here? Mr. Reading is about to lose his temper. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Remembrance looked at the little girl who was helping the two pigtails in a trance. She looks pink and delicate, and she is very cute.
"Liu'er?" He was stunned.
The little girl blinked, tilted her head, and wondered, "Who is Liu'er?" ”
Remembering the previous conversation with the woman, he looked at his hands, which were white and small, where was the appearance of the original weather. He touched his body again, and it was all in childlike form, and he believed that he had really sent it to the woman.
Or maybe it's a huge, deceptive dream.
“…… No, what's your name? Only then did he realize that he didn't even know Liu'er's original name. He couldn't help but feel remorseful.
The little girl put her white little hand on his forehead and murmured, "Do you have a fever?" I don't even recognize it. ”
The familiar question with a soft and glutinous accent warmed the memory into a heart. Suddenly, he hugged the little girl vigorously.
The little girl was caught off guard, her face flushed, "You...... What the hell is wrong with you......"
Remembering Cheng Gang wanted to tell, the little girl in his arms suddenly dissipated like a cloud of smoke that he couldn't grasp. Memorial Cheng stared at his empty hands in a daze, and suddenly realized something.
If this was really the past, then he had met Liu'er when he was so young!
Commemorate it for a moment.
The scene around him suddenly seemed like flowing water, and it flew by with time, until one spring day, when it stopped. He was shocked to find himself on the edge of a lake, with grass growing and warblers flying, and willows green.
Not far away came a handsome little girl, estimated to be eleven or twelve years old. She had just begun to develop, and with the shyness of a girl, she came to him panting.
"Finally escaped."
She said smugly as she wiped her sweat.
"You must have waited for me for a long time, right?" She looked straight at Memorial Cheng.
A girl can't hide her thoughts. Memorial Cheng saw full of affection in her clear eyes. His heart shook.
Seeing the appearance of the memorial Cheng Muran, the girl pursed her lips with a puzzled expression, "Hey, you elm head......"
She's not really angry, either. She shyly and boldly took Memorial Cheng's hand and said, "There is no one here, you don't have to worry about your father knowing that we have a private meeting." ”
Remembering Cheng looked at the girl in a daze, she was in love, but she didn't expect that she was her sweetheart.
"Six Sons ......"
The girl let go of Memorial Cheng's hand, a little surprised, "Who is Liu'er?" You also mentioned this name when you were a child, do you have someone else you like? ”
Memorial Cheng shook his head, stroked the girl's face and said, "Liu'er is you." ”
The girl was frightened by the sudden act of intimacy in the memory. The usual commemoration is like a stupid melon, and she wants to take the initiative everywhere, how can she ...... now?
But she was overjoyed, and said with an unconcealable shyness: "What's wrong with you today? ”
"Nothing ......"
Remembering Cheng's eyes was slightly sad.
Originally...... Have you known each other so early?
But why did I become Qin Huailou's shopkeeper in the end, and you became a dusty woman who forced her face to smile and was happy under others?
"Niancheng, my father wants to marry me to the eldest son of the Zhao family, but I don't like him...... Niancheng, shall we leave? ”
The girl said suddenly, looking at Memorial Cheng with her eyes blank.
Memorial Cheng remembered that he was still a poor junior apprentice at this time, where could he afford her? His eyes darkened, and many forgotten things suddenly poured out like a tidal wave.
"Niancheng, are you talking? You also like me, you won't let me be forced to marry that Zhao Gongzi, right? ”
"Niancheng, I don't mind living a hard life, I can afford it. I'm content as long as I can be with you every day. I just want to see you......"
The girl stood on tiptoe and gently left a kiss on the lips of Memorial Cheng.
It's out of line. The girl didn't care about anything else, waiting for the response of Memorial Cheng in a daze.
Commemorative achievements saw themselves slamming away from the girl. He looked at the girl's injured and panicked eyes, his heart ached, but he was helpless.
He couldn't manipulate the body.
He's just a voyeur hiding inside.
"Pronounced ......"
"It's me who doesn't deserve you, and we're ...... from now on The water from the well does not interfere with the water of the river. ”
Cruel words were uttered like this, and the girl obviously couldn't stand such a blow. She wanted to hug Memorial Cheng, but he ruthlessly pushed her away again.
"Don't pester me anymore, we're not a good match, together we only hurt each other...... What's more, I already have a sweetheart. ”
The past is like the wind. The scene changed again, and Remembrance Sung caressed his face, and his fingertips touched a wet.
He remembered that he didn't mean anything.
He loved her so much.
How could he be willing to let her marry someone else?
But he was too poor. She will only suffer if she follows him.
He was even more reluctant.
Memories stop on the bustling street, and the memorial stands numbly in the middle of the crowd, looking at the festive procession of relatives and the red carriage in the middle like a moon of stars.
Suddenly, the curtain was blown away by the wind, faintly revealing the gentle figure inside.
Remembrance clenched his fists, his muscles exposed, but he was helpless.
He was too poor......
It's too poor......
can't give her a comfortable life.
Memorial Cheng suddenly remembered that this was why he desperately wanted more money later, and why his desires couldn't seem to be filled......
He still remembers that he went to a restaurant in a trance and got drunk inside. When he came out and went home, he fell into the valley, but fortunately he was rescued by a nearby family and barely survived, but it was also at this time that he forgot everything about Liu'er.
Maybe it's a brain collision that forgets. Maybe...... It is from the heart that I don't want to think of this boundless pain again, so I will selectively lose my memory.
Anyway, without this memory, he was finally relieved. He came to the imperial city alone, from a junior apprentice to the shopkeeper of Qin Huailou, and the hardships could not be explained clearly. He didn't know why he was struggling in this quagmire.