Every time there was a family dinner, either he found an excuse to leave first, or I lied that I was sick and went back to the room first, and over the course of the year, we ate at the same table no more than three times.

Once, when my sister saw my lies, she took me by the hand and asked, "Don't you like your brother-in-law?" ”

"No, no." How could it not be liked.

"But I can clearly see that you see him like a tiger."

My sister is gentle, but I am skinny. My sister is with him, I am blessed, he has a sister, and my sister has him, it is a blessing. "Sister, don't think about it, I'm really just sick to my stomach."

"Once, just once." My sister held my hand and wouldn't let me go. "Good sister, you will accompany your sister and brother-in-law to have a homely meal."

I had no choice but to sit in my seat with my sister and wait for him to come back.

When he appeared in front of me, he still had a wound on his body, and my heart thumped, and it hurt faintly, but fortunately the wound had been treated.

He and his sister were married by a holy decree, and he was not to blame.

It was the first time in more than a year since he got married that we had sat down at the same table for dinner, and my sister and I were sitting on either side of him, the Dharma Protector on the left and left, and I was on his left hand side, a position that made me feel very awkward. What's even more embarrassing is that he also sandwiched vegetables for me, he first sandwiched my sister's favorite fish for my sister, and then sandwiched my favorite shrimp for me.

I jerked to my feet. "Brother-in-law, I'll do it myself." I held a whole plate of shrimp in front of me lest he would keep clipping me.

He won't clip it to me. But almost all my favorite dishes were served in front of me, and I was overwhelmed with fright, and my face was hot for a while. Because I'm worried that my sister will see something. When my sister hadn't married him yet, and I was still writing letters, I was naughty, and I said to my sister, 'What if the person my sister likes likes me?' My sister smiled and said, 'Then I will kill you.' Although it was a joke, when I think about it now, I am still scared for a while. It can well be imagined. My sister cares about him so much, how can I destroy it.

"Sister, I'm full." I stood up. Get up and leave, this situation really can't stay.

After dinner, my sister came to my room, and she told me. He likes me.

I looked at my sister with wide eyes. I really don't know what he thinks, how can he say such things to his sister? "Sister, don't think about it, you're pregnant with a child now, don't listen to his nonsense, he must have broken his brain last time he fought with someone."

"It wasn't him who told me, I accidentally knew about it when he was drunk."

I don't dare say a word more. Because there are no words.

"Actually, I knew it on the day I got married." My sister is still holding my hand.

I felt a chill rise from under my feet. "Sister. You're really thinking too much. ”

"Good sister, he treats me well, and he is also a good person." My sister took me by the hand and said, "I can see that he is sincere to you." If you marry, he will not treat you badly. ”

"Sister, I'm still young, don't worry."

"You're twenty years old and still young?" My sister held my hand and said, "Other people's sixteen children have been born, listen to my sister, which of the current men is not three wives and four concubines, you are still the same if you marry someone else, it is better to come over and join my sister, our sisters also have a care." ”

"Sister, let's stop this matter, if you talk about it again, I will never come to see you again." After returning home, I really didn't come to see my sister.

When I saw my sister again, it was almost the New Year, and my sister's belly in winter clothes was obvious, so I just asked her to say goodbye and went down. When I passed by his side, I also said goodbye, he indifferently signaled that I could get up, it seems that he should let go, and he will no longer let me marry him, obviously not a stranger but acting stranger than a stranger.

I watched from the window as they went back, and he didn't look back, never, as if we had never had anything, and really hadn't. Instead, I reluctantly looked at his back, hoping that he would look back at me.

It was only a day since he went back, but I felt that it had been a long, long time, and I heard that he was going out tomorrow, and that he was a general, and he was going to the front line to fight. When I heard the news, I didn't sleep well all night, I couldn't sleep in bed over and over, and I remembered the promise I had made to him, and I said to him: 'Wherever you go in the future, I will go, if you go to the northwest, I will follow to the northwest, if you go to Jiangnan, I will follow.' He said, 'I'm a martial artist, what's the matter with you following me?' I don't want to hurt you. I said, 'Life is short, and you have to be alone.' ’

He's leaving tomorrow, what am I thinking? Still nerves what?

He went, and he could not come back, but his heart was suddenly very reluctant, and when the sky was bright, I put on my cloak and rode a horse to chase him, and when I reached his yard, the little shepherd boy told me that he had set off before dawn.

"Just gone?" I ran out of his yard like crazy, and only then did I turn around and start to miss?

I rode fast and ran several hills, but I still couldn't catch up with his troops, and my horse was still on my stomach. The horse was so tired that he couldn't get up. "Hurry up, how can you leave me at this time?" I ran alone to the top of the hill in front of me, where I could clearly see that there were his troops in the valley not far away. "Stupid ......" rushed all the way over, and I didn't have the strength to shout, and I didn't scream loudly, but I just used to use my strength to blow the valley, and he used to whist at me, and I whistled at the valley with a little index finger.

Suddenly, the horseman of the army stopped, looked at me, and I looked at him, and I couldn't stop crying......

After a year, I don't know if I'm married, but I know that my sister is sick, very sick, she is still holding my hand in bed, and the child in her arms will be born in about a month. "Sister, don't talk anymore, take a good rest." I shook her hand backwards.

"If you give birth to a son, will you call him Luo Hao?"

"Luo Hao?"

"Is your child's name good, or is my son going by that name?"

Suddenly, Luo Hao's voice called me 'Eniang' behind me, I sat up sharply, opened my eyes and looked at the layout of the room, this is the attic.

When I woke up, everything was normal, and I heard Zixuan say that I had just woken up, but I felt like a century had passed. Throughout the day, my mind kept thinking about whether the sister in the dream was Luo Sisi or Lan Caihong?

It's weird. 【】(To be continued.) )