Walking along the mossy winding path, passing a withered rain and lotus pond, the door of the brightly lit mansion can be seen in the distance, and the first two red lanterns are swaying in the wind and rain.

The umbrella was collected outside the house, and the green umbrella was dripping with raindrops along the bamboo bing, and Lin Chaoge entered the house and saw a fifty-year-old man sitting behind the bookcase, gray hair, goat's beard, and a thin body.

Lin Xiucai, who was in the chair of the Taishi, had a dark face, and saw that the people who came in were standing on the side like partridges, and the rain-soaked clothes were falling down the water dripping, forming a small pool, and his hand slapped the armrest of the chair, and the goat beard was so angry that he said sharply: "Rebel, don't kneel down yet."

Lin Chaoge, who was already cold, listened to her cheap father's words, like an angry weasel? The legs and feet trembled and knelt down, and the stiff knees touched the cold floor, so cold that Lin Chaoge, who was already weak, shivered.

Lin Xiucai looked at his son, who was kneeling on the ground of the main hall and had just recovered from a serious illness and had a thin back, and he actually regretted it in his heart.

This child is indeed willful this time, and he has caused a lot of trouble for the sake of an indifferent child dispute.

"I'm not wrong, why punish me" Lin Chaoge raised his head with a stiff neck, the dead duck's mouth was stiff and refused to admit it, more of the last trace of obsession left by the original body.

"You rebel, you don't even know what's wrong until now" Hearing this, Lin Xiucai was unteachable, with a few sparse goat's whiskers, and his wide gray robe couldn't cover the old skeleton body under him that had been tormented by illness for many years.

"Xi'er, take the family law".

"Master, the young master is just sick, and he is very weak" Xi'er thought that the master was just talking verbally, and wanted the young master to admit his mistake, and he didn't plan to say anything to the young man.

"I'm the lord or he's the lord, let you take it."

"Master, give" After rubbing for a while, he hurriedly ran outside the rain curtain, and when he turned back, Xi'er carried a thick wooden stick, thinking that the master who had always loved the young master was just talking, maybe he would let the young master go after a soft heart.

But this time it was true, Lin Xiucai took the arm-thick wooden stick handed over by Xi'er and weighed the feel, looked at the back of the sick and thin young man kneeling on the ground, and finally hammered it on the skinny back of Lin Chaoge, who was kneeling on the ground, Xi'er's eyes were red and tears fell, and she couldn't bear to look at it and turn her head over, the young master was so pitiful.

Lin Chaoge, who bit his lower lip to prevent himself from making a sound, closed his eyes tightly, his hands were clawed and his clothes were dragged, his sharp nails fell into his palms due to unbearable pain, his eyes were red and his head was dizzy, and he counted the number of sticks that fell on his back again and again.

The cause and effect left by the original body at the end will be repaid by the dove occupying the magpie's nest.

"Once".

"Two,"

"Three times" the flesh collided with the wooden stick and made a dull sound, with the wind and rain outside the house, and the rain hit the new leaves of the withered lotus.

"Four..."Before the fifth blow fell, the kneeling man was in pain, and his temples were messy with cold sweat.

Lin Chaoge's body is too weak, not to mention that he has just recovered from a serious illness, and he has passed out in pain before he has been supported to five times, his lips are bitten and his flesh is blurred, and he is so stubborn that he refuses to beg for mercy from beginning to end, his face is pale and bloodless, and all the blue robes are dyed red with blood.

Lin Xiucai also panicked, threw down the wooden stick with red eyes, and hurriedly hugged the unconscious Lin Chaoge and ran in the direction of the hospital despite the pouring rain outside.

"Ru'er, dad is all for your good, when will you understand Dad's hard work" Lin Xiucai also knew that he was too ruthless, but whenever he met the eyes similar to his deceased wife, he couldn't help but harden his heart.

Ru'er, don't blame your father for being ruthless, this is all a last resort.

The rain is still falling, and people are still coming and going outside the dark song that covers the rain, and the lights are still the same.

A dim oil lamp cast his shadow very long, and swayed with the wind alone, and the poor man of Pingle Fang walked through it with a generous smile and a smile open the window, leaving a place of fat powder, and the corner of the street where the child and his playmate chased and ran wildly during the day, it was dark and silent at this time, only the light was shining, and the shadow was still lonely.

Lin Chaoge, who had fainted in pain, was completely unaware of the outside scene, the hot tears and the cold night rain mixed and slapped on his pale cheeks, his mind was chaotic, and his body was so painful that he wanted to go back to the furnace and rebuild.

A strange sound in the chaos suddenly drilled into Lin Chaoge's mind, Lin Chaoge was startled, his consciousness was weak and he struggled desperately to open his eyes Helplessly, his eyelids were like a thousand pounds, his body fell into an endless sleep, and he began to guess what would happen to him next.

There was no imaginary pain and a strange sound of dripping, and the vague pain was in the sea, and suddenly a shadowy cyan figure flashed, thin and thin.

If this facial contour is a few minutes in Qingming, Lin Chaoge will definitely not be unfamiliar, isn't this exactly what her body will look like when she grows up.

The young man in clothes stopped not far from her, his eyes were resentful, his eyes were red, his dirty blue hair was casually draped in a sloppy manner, covering most of his face, and his white and dry lips were wriggling half-open and half-closed, as if to tell her something.

The past is gone, and the past is with the wind, but she hates it! She was not reconciled!!

Maybe it's because of the unity of the whole, or because of the feeling of distress about the original owner's experience, so that the heart communicates. Although Lin Chaoge didn't say a word, he seemed to be able to understand everything in the eyes of the original owner, a sad and miserable half of his life.

It's nothing more than the past, let her let it go, don't ruin her hard-won life because of her, if she meets that young man, she will definitely say hello on her behalf, she doesn't hate him.

Perhaps, the original owner, she really loved the white-robed young man who rode a horse and played ball when she first met, so that she fell in love.

The young man who was loved by the original owner was named Bai Qingxing, and he was also a poor person who couldn't be loved in the book, stubborn and gloomy, and unscrupulous in order to achieve his goals.

Lin Chaoge feels that this character with a split personality and a bit of sickly attributes is quite tense in the second dimension, but appreciating this role does not mean that she will like such a gloomy teenager in real life.

In particular, it is clearly described in the article that Black Lotus is the culprit who killed the original owner, just because of a trumped-up sentence: "Sad and miserable, you don't need to cry when you marry" to pave the way and kill the original owner.

Lin Chaoge thought about that scene for a while, and couldn't help but shiver, his hair stood on end, the back of his neck was cold, and he subconsciously shrunk his neck into a ball, and he was about to ask the same again.

The cyan shadow has gradually become transparent and turned into nothingness, and there is a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, Lin Chaoge wants to reach out and touch her, but all she can touch is a slightly cold air mass, tears flowed all over her face unconsciously, she didn't know who she was flowing for, whether it was for her or the original owner.

According to the description in the novel, she will be the champion of Enke in the year of Bingshen of the Great Zhou Dynasty two years later, becoming the youngest champion in history, and five years later she will be the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, and she will burp for seven years and three months.

In March, it is Shengri Xunfang Si waterfront, the boundless scenery is new, and the spring is infinitely good.

At that time, the peach blossoms on the bank of the Luoyang River were gorgeous, the flowers were fragrant, and the pink and white clusters of flowers were connected into a sea of flowers.

Today, in the peach forest, a girl wearing a white embroidered pear lace floor-length dress strolls strolling among the flowers, she did not apply powder, but the beautiful scorching peach blossoms behind her are willing to turn as the background at this moment.

The painting is beautiful, the scenery is beautiful, and the people are more beautiful.

The breeze is gentle, the falling flowers are colorful, and the fine sunlight lingers around her, sprinkling a little Venus, which is also illusory and real, and the jade skin is proud of the frost, like a fairy in Yaochi.

The big girl standing three meters away looked at her young lady, although she faced this beautiful and unparalleled face every day, but the young lady at this moment was so beautiful that she still felt a little trance, and they didn't even dare to breathe loudly, for fear of disturbing the fairy of Yaochi.

The same seems to be true for other flower admirers, and no one comes to surprise this picturesque beauty.

The girl stretched out her slender hand carved like white jade and folded the peach branch lightly, sighed lightly, lowered her head and said softly: "Qingxing, how do you say the peach blossoms here compare with Ruyang" The voice was glutinous and tactful, like a yellow warbler heralding spring.