A horse-drawn carriage slowly passed through the downtown area and turned into a quiet path. The carriage stopped in front of a tasteful courtyard.

Shen Zhongqing in the carriage opened the curtain, dressed in white, and gently stepped out of the carriage. Uncle Liu was holding on to the side.

"Uncle Liu, you go back first. Come pick me up in the evening. ”

"Yes! Childe, the old slave retired. ”

Uncle Liu drove away alone in the carriage.

The door was gently opened, Liu Ruyan was dressed in a blue plain clothes, and when she saw Shen Zhongqing, she smiled slightly, like a hibiscus flower out of water, fresh and elegant.

Shen Zhongqing followed Liu Ruyan into the courtyard.

A deep path with plum blossoms on both sides of the path.

"There are a lot of plum trees, but I didn't expect the girl to be a lover of flowers. With so many plum blossoms, what color did the girl plant? Shen Zhongqing said lightly, looking at the girl in front of him, his eyes were full of concern.

"The front is dominated by vermilion plum blossoms, and the backyard is dominated by white plum blossoms." Ruyan looked at Shen Zhongqing and smiled lightly.

"There are tens of millions of flowers in the world, which can be described as a hundred flowers, why do girls love plum blossoms alone?"

Liu Ruyan smiled like nothing.

"I have no intention of competing with a hundred flowers, I have no intention of competing with a hundred flowers for spring, I just want to be alone in the ice and snow, quietly blooming in the bitter cold with that touch of fragrance, which is why I like plum blossoms."

In the Accord like smoke, the smoke has already prepared meals and wine.

Shen Zhongqing sat down like smoke. Like smoke pouring wine, the gestures reveal the elegance in the bones.

"Shen Gongzi, please!" Ruyan put a glass of wine in front of Shen Zhongqing, Shen Zhongqing gently took the wine glass and smiled faintly at Ruyan. Ruyan poured herself a glass of wine.

Ruyan gently picked up his wine glass, "Shen Gongzi, Ruyan respects Gongzi with a glass!" ”

Shen Zhongqing picked up the wine glass and drank it all. The more this is the case, the more I blame myself and feel sad. Scenes of the past appeared in front of him, self-blame, and contradictions were like lingering shadows, entangled and tormented him.

Shen Zhongqing looked at Liu Ruyan, "Yun'er, how have you been doing all these years?" ”

The word "Yun'er" is so kind and so strange to Ruyan.

Liu Ruyan smiled faintly, "'Yun'er', 'Yun'er,' is such a familiar and unfamiliar name, the last time I heard the word 'Yun'er', it seemed to be a very distant thing." 'Yun'er'. The pain of memories filled her eyes.

Watching Liu Ruyan face the pain of losing her beloved father and losing her only relative, Shen Zhongqing's heart can be better than there. Yun'er's father, Uncle Xue Shan, died to save himself. Yun'er lost her father and lived up to Uncle Xue Shan's dying trust, isn't it her fault that Yun'er has fallen into the dust now?

"Yun'er, since that night, I have been looking for you, and I have been looking for you for so many years. Finally, I didn't hear from you until three months ago. Yun'er, what happened that night? How did you suddenly disappear? ”

That night, for Ruyan, it was so clear. That was the beginning of the abyss of her life's suffering.

Xue Yun fell into the past, "That night, my father didn't come back until late, I didn't worry, so I went out to look for it, but ...... It was too dark to see anything clearly...... I desperately shouted 'Father......' but my father never responded, and I never found him...... Then, I got lost, it was dark, I was scared, I ran around in a panic...... Later, I fell off a cliff...... When I woke up...... "my face was even more gloomy," and when I woke up, I found ...... I found out that I was already staying in Chunxiang Building. ”

Shen Zhongqing's heart felt endless sadness. One qiē is all because of oneself. It's your own fault! It was he who caused Yun'er to fall into the dust! If Uncle Xue Shan was alive, how could Yun'er be like this.

Xue Yun was full of sadness and gloomy eyes, "Later, I asked someone to inquire about my father in many ways, and it wasn't until three years ago that the person I sent out to inquire found out, and it turned out that my father had passed away that night. ”

Shen Zhongqing held the hand of the silver lock tightly and slowly opened it, "Yun'er, it's all because of me, I killed Uncle Xueshan, and the poisonous arrow was originally shot at me, but, however, Uncle Xue Shan ...... to save me" The pain made it difficult for Shen Zhongqing to continue.

Xue Yun's sad face slowly turned to Shen Zhongqing, looked at the silver lock in his hand, slowly took the silver lock in his hand, and took off the other silver lock he was carrying, and the two silver locks were tightly held in the palm of his hand. This is the only relic that my father left to himself. Tears welled up in his eyes. Sink into the endless past. At this moment, she only has sadness and grief.

Shen Zhongqing saw it in his eyes, and his heart was full of pity, sorrow, contradictions, and self-blame.

"Yun'er, it's my fault! It was my fault! It's me who harmed Uncle Xue Shan......"

"No, Brother Shen, I don't blame you, it's not your fault! Father, he's doing what he has to do...... You are his young master! It's his job to protect you! …… I know my father, who was chivalrous all his life, and he could ...... for his friends What's more, you are his young master. When you were young, your father loved you very much. If you really have any mistakes, I'm afraid my father will ...... in this life."

Xue Yun's sensibility and distinguishing between black and white are even more bone-eroding torture for Shen Zhongqing. He would rather Xue Yun hate him, scold him, and condemn him, at least that way, his heart will be a little better, there will be less guilt, and there will be less self-blame. However, Xue Yun didn't, she didn't. Xue Yun's conduct is as noble as her father's.

Shen Zhongqing fell into pain, Uncle Xue Shan died because of himself, and Xue Yun fell into the dust because of himself. Uncle Xue Shan's dying entrustment was clearly in his eyes, and Uncle Xue was lying in his arms covered in blood, "Young master, I'll take Yun'er ...... Over to you...... Let her take care of you for the rest of your life...... It's okay to be a slave or a slave...... Ask the young master, promise me...... Promise me, okay? ”。 I have already been ashamed of their father and daughter, how can I live up to Uncle Xue Shan's deathbed trust. Qing'er, if there is an afterlife, I hope there will be no troubles and troubles in this world, only me and you.

Shen Zhongqing looked at the gloomy and sad Xue Yun in front of him, "Yun'er, in the future, I will take care of you for Uncle Xue Shan for the rest of your life, okay?" ”

Xue Yun looked at Shen Zhongqing, who was handsome, free and easy, and had a slightly melancholy temperament. As a prostitute, Xue Yun has had countless romantic and elegant people, dignitaries and dignitaries who have pursued her, but the person she was thinking about and waiting for has never appeared. It wasn't until three months ago that the moment she saw Shen Zhongqing for the first time, she understood: he was the person she was waiting for.

Xue Yun looked at Shen Zhongqing silently, looking at the man in front of him who had been waiting for half his life

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