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There is no such thing as a finch slave.

There are no books.

It's dark, how can she study here.

Ruosheng grinned and wanted to laugh, but she laughed a hundred times more ugly than she cried.

Her hand was still stretched out, up and down, and she couldn't touch anything, but she was reluctant to take it back......

It was as if as long as she withdrew her hand, the world would be turned upside down.

Even if her heart is like a mirror and she knows it clearly, she still doesn't want to admit it - there is no more bird slave in this world who will call her "third sister" seriously.

Obviously, some time ago, they were still lying together, laughing and teasing each other side by side, why did they become like this in a blink of an eye?

She put her hand down in frustration, kicked off her shoes in the dark, and climbed into bed.

The quilt didn't shake, she dragged it indiscriminately, dragged it over and covered her head.

The brocade quilt was heavy, just like her state of mind.

In front of her eyes are flashing memories, past lives, present lives, intertwined with each other, suffocating like a monstrous flood.

……

The night became extraordinarily long, and the morning star did not rise for a long time.

If you are half asleep and half awake, you are tossing and turning, and you are unconscious. But after dawn, she slowly regained her spirits. She got out of bed by herself, changed her clothes and shoes, and did not call anyone in to serve.

When she was combing her hair, she heard the sound of fluttering in the window, and she was slightly startled, and immediately reacted that it was snowing again.

She thought of Su Yulai in a trance.

He went to Tongzhou with King Yu, and counting the days, I'm afraid it will take two or three days to come back. It's going to snow, and if it's heavier, it won't be long before the snow is all over the place. At that time, the city was closed by heavy snow, and he was afraid that his return to Beijing would have to be postponed.

She suddenly missed him so much.

Outside the window, the wind was loud, and the snow particles fell on the window lattice.

Ruo suddenly threw away the comb in his hand, stood up, walked to the window, and stretched out his hand to push it open.

The cold door came to the face, dispelling the warmth in the room to the bout.

She stood there, her face suddenly changed, and she turned and ran quickly towards the house.

As soon as the thick cotton curtain was lifted, she pushed the door and walked out, and saw Su Yu standing under the porch at a glance. He didn't know when he came, and his face was not much better than hers.

He stood there, sighed softly, and called out "Ah Jiu".

Ruosheng saw nothing but him in his eyes.

She threw herself into his arms and finally burst into tears.

The maids and ladies saw it from afar, and they all quietly avoided it.

The wind whimpered, and Ruosheng cried louder and louder.

For days, she didn't shed a single tear.

No matter how angry, wronged, and heartbroken, she never cried. But at this moment, tears erupted from her, and she whimpered like a cold wind, burying her head in his chest, like a wounded little beast, with sharp teeth and claws, but desperate and helpless.

Is it because she is alive that the finch slave will die?

Is it that she didn't come back to life, didn't go to great lengths to find the finch slave, to keep her by her side, and the finch slave wouldn't die here?

Isn't she supposed to live a long life?

Ruosheng has never been so grateful to God for letting him live again.

Obviously, the finch slave should live longer than her.

She cried like a child, sobbing and repeating that she was wrong—

If she rushed to Lu Youyun at the beginning, regardless of killing Lu Youyun first, wouldn't all this have happened?

She grabbed Su Yu's half-wet body, raised her face to look at him, and cried: "In the final analysis, it's all my fault...... I killed the finch slave......"

"No, it's not right." Su Yu shook his head.

The more panicked and helpless she became, the more she blamed herself, and the calmer he had to be.

He looked at Ruosheng fixedly, and said sentence by sentence: "Even if you tried to kill Lu Youyun in the first place, you still can't calculate everything that happened after that. How do you know that nothing worse will happen after that? ”

"Perhaps, you will miss the opportunity and will not find the finch."

"Perhaps, Lady Yun Zhen will die."

"Perhaps, your father will die."

"Perhaps...... You're going to die, too. ”

Su Yu said word by word: "The reincarnation of cause and effect, who can predict it?" No one can either. ”

Even someone like Ruosheng who has another memory can't.

Any slight change can be the trigger for a sea change.

If tears rain down.

What she knows, she actually understands.

But she still couldn't help but resent herself.

Su Yu sighed silently and hugged her tightly into his arms.

At this time, he suddenly saw a green banana.

Because the maids and women of Muxi Garden avoided it, it was empty, and the green banana was particularly conspicuous when it went to that station.

Su Yu's eyes narrowed.

She's shaking!

Not far away, the green banana was pale, trembling, like a sieve, and seemed to be about to stand unsteadily.

She seemed desperate to approach and speak to them, but for some reason hesitated to move.

Su Yu's expression changed slightly, and then he lowered his head and said to Ruosheng: "It's snowing heavily." He walked into the room with her teary eyes, and as he reached the door, he casually glanced sideways in the direction where the green banana was.

The green banana is still standing there.

But it shook even more.

It's like it's cold.

He remained silent, sent Ruosheng back to the house, helped her sit down, made her tea, and then said: "Jing Yao was very worried about you after knowing that the bird slave was missing, so she asked He Xian to send someone to deliver the letter to me overnight. ”

Ruosheng was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he was in a hurry to go to the doctor that day, and wondered if the bird slave would go to see Mu Jingyao, so he hurriedly sent someone to ask her.

But of course, she had never seen a finch slave.

Ruosheng smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid the finch slave is gone." ”

Su Yu thought about it and what she was crying just now, and after thinking about it for a while, she thought it all through.

But the Lian family is still sending people out to search for the whereabouts of the birds.

This proves that although Ruosheng thought that the Bird Slave was dead, the Bird Slave's body did not appear.

It is still doubtful that this matter should be in question.

But if Sheng's understanding of Lu Youyun is far greater than his, if she thinks that Lu Youyun has been killed, then I am afraid that she will not be far from ten.

Su Yu's brows furrowed slightly and quickly relaxed, he stared at Ruosheng After drinking half a cup of hot tea, he said that he had something to tell the accompanying little servant Sanqi to do it, and returned to the porch.

Lu Jiao was still in place, and when he saw him walking towards him, he opened his mouth with difficulty, and called out tremblingly: "Su ...... Lord Su......"

Su Yu looked at the horror on her face, and her heart sank inexplicably: "What's wrong?" ”

“…… Slave maid, slave maid, this ......" The green banana hesitated, hesitated and hesitated, and finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth and said, "Please come with the slave and maid!" (To be continued.) )