Cheng Shengrui slept much more peacefully than usual this night. Cheng Yuanwei finally breathed a sigh of relief and planned to reward Yu Fuyao well.

However, if he usually wants to reward something, he can reward it directly, but in the face of such a girl, Cheng Yuanwei feels a little headache. If you're not careful, you'll feel disgusted.

The imperial garden has been searched by Yu Fuyao, and I don't think she will have much interest anymore; She also despises most of the things in the treasury, a very simple but very picky child; Medicinal herbs in the Imperial Hospital......

Cheng Yuanwei thought about it for a while, and always felt that there was no suitable one, and the most important thing was that there was no Yu Fuyao who might not dislike it. Thinking of the little girl's proud, picky and innocent eyes, Cheng Yuanwei finally decided not to give Yu Fuyao too many substantial rewards. It will always be picked, so it is better to be a foil.

Believing that with Yu Fuyao's character, he might as well tell her a secret in exchange. Although she would know sooner or later, he always felt that he had taken advantage of her by suing her.

So do it! Cheng Yuanwei finally made a decision happily.

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Yu Fuyao didn't know that she could make so many decisions in one sleep, and in an hour's nap, she had a dream.

Yu Fuyao couldn't tell where she was in her dream, but she always felt familiar, a white stone house, with many beautiful tables and chairs. There were people coming and going, they couldn't see their faces clearly, they were chatting and talking, but when it reached Yu Fuyao's ears, there was only an echo of "buzzing".

Yu Fuyao began to feel strange, and then felt a little lonely. But it was as if she was imprisoned in this dream. She couldn't speak, she couldn't walk, only shallow light and shadow swayed in front of her.

She seemed to have been waiting, but didn't know what she was waiting for.

There was a voice in my heart telling her, wait slowly, and I will know when I meet her.

Yu Fuyao in a daze was very patient. In the alternation of black and white, the originally clear picture slowly became more blurry, and Yu Fuyao seemed to have found something, but he didn't find anything. Or rather, she's not in a state of fact right now enough to think about it.

Suddenly. A piercing cry came to my ears from afar. The love of sadness and fear is like a sharp silver needle, piercing straight into the heart.

Yu Fuyao suddenly raised his head as if he had been awakened. Turning his head to look around, but he couldn't see anything, Yu Fuyao was confused again.

Who? Why are you crying? Why is it sad? How can I stop? ……

Yu Fuyao asked in his heart. However, there is no answer. It was as if the cry had crashed into her heart. It didn't stop. And it's getting bigger.

It's like you're crying and running over. Yu Fuyao looked again.

The crying became clearer. It's a little boy, and his sobbing voice is different from Cheng Shengrui's, not so crisp. Maybe to someone else's ears. will be regarded as a little girl, but for some reason, Yu Fuyao is very sure that this is a little boy.

"Don't, don't cry......" Yu Fuyao could only try to squeeze a few dry notes out of her throat to try to comfort her, but she was still trapped in place, unable to find it.

The little boy's figure gradually came to see. With his head down, his soft white hair seems to be so faint that he can't see the color, flying in this misty air, very psychedelic.

He threw himself directly on Yu Fuyao's body and continued to cry whining, so that he was not sad.

"Don't cry, be good, tell Sister Sù, what's wrong?" Yu Fuyao felt that the restraints on her body seemed to be a lot less, and she hurriedly squatted down to hug the little boy, touching his head while comforting.

"Woo, sister, sister......" The little boy didn't answer, but called his sister over and over again, hugged Yu Fuyao's waist and hid in her arms.

"Good ......" Yu Fuyao touched the soft white hair, and the very soft touch made her heart softer.

I don't know how long it took, Yu Fuyao repeated the sentence "good" almost mechanically, and stroked the little boy's head according to the beat. The little boy's crying slowly stopped, turned into a sob, and gradually stopped from the sob, and stayed in Yu Fuyao's arms without moving.

"Huh?" Yu Fuyao also stopped moving.

The two hugged each other quietly for a while, and the little boy moved in Yu Fuyao's arms and raised his little head.

Yu Fuyao only found out at this time that the little boy's eyes were still dark red. Deep, much like black, but in the light, it still shows his true color.

The eye sockets are also red. I've been crying for a long time, and my eyes are almost swollen.

"Why are you crying so much?" Yu Fuyao hugged him distressedly and asked softly.

"Why doesn't my sister want me anymore?" The little boy spoke in a hoarse voice. Soft and glutinous with a hoarseness, it is a particularly pitiful feeling. The little boy is a small lump, and he seems to be two or three years old, with red lips and white teeth, and he looks very good, like a jade doll.

"I don't." Yu Fuyao subconsciously retorted in surprise. This is the first time the two have met, why did they say they didn't want him?

"But you never came to me. I've always been on my own, it's dark there, and there are people who want to bully me! As soon as the little boy spoke, he wiped his tears, his eyes were red and wet, and his mouth was flattened, as if he was about to cry again.

"......" Yu Fuyao was completely at a loss in the face of the little boy's accusations, let alone how to make a promise. She listened to the little boy's words, and felt a little uncomfortable, but she didn't know whose child it was, where it was, and when the two had met.

According to the little boy's age, when Yu Fuyao was on the mountain, he had not seen anyone else, so he naturally would not have met him at that time. But if you go down the mountain, how can you not notice such an eye-catching child?

Yu Fuyao hugged the little boy in distress, speechless.

"Sister." The little boy didn't cry anymore, hugged Yu Fuyao tightly, and buried the whole person in her arms, as if looking for comfort, and as if drawing strength.

"My sister didn't want you." Yu Fuyao said. But she couldn't say anything else than that.

"Mmmm, Xiaoxue believes in my sister." The little boy nodded in Yu Fuyao's arms, hugged him hard, but slowly let go of his hand.

Yu Fuyao didn't understand what he meant, and under his signal, he gradually let go of the hand holding him.

The little boy who called himself Little Blood stood in front of Yu Fuyao. The still red eyes were smiling at Yu Fu: "Sister, hurry up and find Xiaoxue." Little blood is waiting for you. ”

Yu Fuyao nodded subconsciously and stretched out his hand, but this time, Yu Fuyao didn't touch the little boy again.

"Goodbye, sister." Xiaoxue said with a well-behaved smile.

Then, his face became more and more blurred and ethereal in Yu Fuyao's vision, until he finally disappeared. (To be continued......)