Su Ji was not originally called Su Ji, and it is estimated that no parent is willing to give her daughter such a bloody name. Her original name was Su Shi, which is homophonic with the great writer Mr. Dongpo, and her name is also a kind of comfort that her father has repeatedly tried.

Later, her father, who had a little ink, fell ill and died, and his mother was weak and affectionate, and she didn't care about her daughter's life or death, so she went with him. So Su Shi became an orphan, and she was eleven years old that year.

Jiang Langting first saw her at that time: the sun was sinking in the west, and in the deserted wilderness, a little girl was dressed in plain clothes, burying her head in pulling a cart, and on the car was a mat wrapped in two corpses, covering her face, and she couldn't see her appearance. Walk a few steps to catch your breath, and then continue walking, without speaking, without crying, just staring at the road with dark eyes.

Knowing that someone was watching him, Su Shi didn't pay attention to it. Until a pair of cloud satin boots tucked into his eyes, a hoarse voice asked, "Who are you?" Who's in the car? ”

Even if Su Shi wanted to keep walking, he couldn't walk - the boots stood in front of him, motionless. Only then did she raise her head and see a face that was about twenty-five years old, with starry eyes and sword eyebrows. A dark green robe is put on a slender frame, and the concubine-colored Du Ruo on the left placket pokes his head out of his arms, opening brightly, the cuffs are decorated with flowing cloud patterns, the waist is straight, standing in the wind, and the spring pine is blooming. The man's eyes were sharp but not emotional, and he looked at himself quietly.

She didn't answer him, and made a borrowed gesture, thinking that we wouldn't get close to each other, and after the excitement, you can go somewhere else. But I heard the man in front of me say, "Oh, I can't speak," and got out of the way.

Su Shi turned a deaf ear, and continued to drag the cart forward, without looking back, her figure was infinitely elongated in the sunset, and finally turned into a small dot and slowly disappeared.

Jiang Langting just stood there and watched, without emotion or ups and downs -- he thought to himself that he was not a nosy person. At that time, he didn't expect that six years later, he would still watch Su Shi slowly walk away in such a lonely and lonely dusk, but he was as cowardly as a child and did not stop him, and then, then, regretted it for the rest of his life.

Su Shi, who came back from the barren slope, was covered with dirt, and the strip of white cloth tied on his head was soaked in sweat and soaked in dust, turning gray. The home has never been so empty before, in the past, my father called himself to learn calligraphy under this window, and my mother sat on the edge of the bed, her hands flying, embroidering a delicate peony.

Su Shi's mother's name is Yuan Ke, and the villagers said that she was originally the daughter of a large embroidery village in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and promised a wealthy person. It's a pity that he was about to get married, but he made a private agreement with his teacher for life, so the two eloped in the dark, and then settled in this poor and remote Houshui Town. Yuan Ke is proficient in embroidery, especially loves to embroider peonies, coupled with his handsome appearance, with a soft language of Wu Nong of a Jiangnan woman, the light opening of red lips sweetens people's hearts and livers. The big families in the town value her craftsmanship, so her peonies floated into the deep boudoir courtyard, and her own life was better.

Su Shi's father is from Cangzhou, named Su Liang, he is really a soft and good name, and he is also elegant and elegant, and he is a white-faced scholar. Seeing that there was really no official luck in his life, he simply took a boat south and went to the rich land and the land of fish and rice to be a teacher, and by the way, he abducted his first female disciple and became a lady. Before he passed away, he ran a private school here and taught a few students.

However, now he is the only one in this house.

Su Shi tied the door, lay on the bed, watched the shadows of the trees swaying on the window, and listened to the autumn wind outside the door, so he became afraid, lit the turned off lamp again, and lay on the table to pick up the lamp. Watching the candle tears roll down, her tears fell to the ground.

Su Shi is a strong man, but no matter how strong he is, he is only a little daughter. My father and mother love me, and I haven't suffered much since I was a child. Eleven years old is not too young. Originally, Su Liang was already slowly searching, and wanted to find her a Langjun who knew the cold and warm, so that she could have something to rely on. Every time he mentioned this, Su Shi blushed. I have thought many times that one day she was dressed in a wedding dress, Fu Fan Shi Zhu, got into the sedan chair, and a man as warm as water became her father-in-law. The red candle flickered, and he gently picked up his red hijab to examine it carefully, and then smiled and bent his eyes.

But now that his parents have suddenly left, I'm afraid that this thought is just a thought, and it can't be taken seriously. How to live in the future, she didn't know at all.

can at least understand that from now on, she Su Shi has no one but herself.

Just crying and thinking about it, the night passed.

The next day, when Su Shi woke up, it was already dawn.

The thick fog of the summer morning rolled around her yard, and it was cold and bone-chilling. She put on a water-green dress and sat on a small bench in the courtyard.

Without her father, she just had no support. Although his family was poor, he would not starve to death immediately.

Su Shi also knows that he can't sit and eat the mountain, but unfortunately he didn't learn Yuan Ke's craftsmanship at all, once her mother asked her to embroider a peony, but she embroidered it into a cockscomb, even though she was exposed to it from her father since she was a child, and pretended to be a belly of poetry and songs, but living in the dynasty of Dahong, a man who entered the WTO through the imperial examination, even if a civilian woman made a splendid article of rivers and mountains, I am afraid that it is not as painful as a first-hand female celebrity.

"Ah Shi", someone called her name outside, she came back from her cranky thoughts, and when she opened the door, she saw a lake-blue robe, a white and soft face, and someone claimed to be her father's former student Songchen.

When his father was alive, he loved this child very much, praised him for his talent and intelligence, and his pure heart, and he must be the pillar of governing the country and the country in the future. Now seeing this young man in brocade clothes and beautiful clothes in front of him, all kinds of feelings come to his heart, but the bitterness of losing his parents who is hooked up at the front is still blocked.

Li Songchen looked at Su Shi, she had a white flower on her bun at random, standing in the morning breeze, her skirt was lightly swinging, her shoulders were thin and her waist was watery green, like a bamboo, sprinkled with a little vitality in her eyes. There was a pair of godless almond eyes embedded in that pale little face, and the sorrow in the eyes made people unable to take their eyes off it—this was the treasure that Mr. Suri held in the palm of his hand.

"Ah Shi, I know you", Li Songchen called her name and walked forward to her, "Don't be sad." Su Shi took a step back slightly, looking at the young man, he saw that she was not used to it, so he simply stood still and asked her softly, "How are you going to live in the future?" ”

It's okay not to ask, but as soon as she asked, she immediately couldn't cry. The question had been spinning around her mind all night, but she still hadn't had an answer. Her father didn't care about her, and no one told her, she really didn't know how she should live.

Su Shi's slightly shaky shoulders and low sobs turned his back made Li Songchen feel distressed.

He wanted to go over and hug her, but his feet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he couldn't move, and a white and slender hand was carefully stretched out, and finally quietly withdrawn. He didn't know in his life that he was so cowardly.