Blowing out all the candles in the house, enjoying this quiet night that belongs to him, Beichen stood by the window blankly, thinking about everything in the last month and even in a month, he just felt too ridiculous, he was a person with a rock-like heart, only focused on calculating and planning for that goal, what made him deviate from the direction?

A face appeared in his mind, he suddenly felt palpitations, hurriedly covered his chest, all kinds of pictures appeared in layers, he suddenly felt how ridiculous he was, he had already set the ending for himself, how could he ask for something that would never be possible?

In the end, he only shook his head and sighed: In the future, I can only contain my heart and concentrate on it, and there must be no other greed-

Outside the hall, the undercurrent knelt at the door with a dark face, no one knew what was going on, they all thought that it was the master's punishment, and they didn't dare to say anything, just let him kneel there, and the stone slab was cold and cold.

The undercurrent hung his head, he spoke too carelessly, and he looked at the master with the wrong look, he must have hurt the master. The master treats him so well, why does he refute the master's words, why does he hide those things from the master, it's really damned!

Turning his mind, he thought of Green Dye again, he was sincere to her, he shouldn't betray Green Dye, as soon as those words shook out, he knew that if he touched the melon, the master would always find something, and when the time came, it would be passed on to the girl Lou, how disappointed Green Dye should be in him, he and Green Dye should have nothing to do with him, and there should be no more that simple, stupid waiting-

The night is sinking, the undercurrent gradually merges with the night, a few crows in the distance chirp happily, fluttering this wing, in this silent night it seems extraordinarily remote, raising his eyes, looking at the starry sky, the undercurrent smiled shallowly: it is the child of the night, where does the light come from? A little obsession in my heart is just the stars, and I can't see the light after all, so why bother to be stupid. The night is born to serve the light-

The night and the stars are always lingering, like glue, always rising at the same time, and falling at the same time, and I don't know whether this dark night is infiltrated with the stars shining, or the stars light up the night, Rao is the night, why should he be accompanied by the stars? Rao is a star, why punish and bury the light with the night?

Because everyone needs company! No one is alone! It's as dark as the night, and there are also stars embellished: bright as the moon, and there are also dark night wraps - it's a pity that there are very few people who understand this truth, always thinking that the sky is high and the earth is far away, and everything has nothing to do with it, and always thinks that they are lonely stars, just flickering and disappearing-

On the second day, Beichen got up very late, and the moment he opened the door, he found that Undercurrent was kneeling at the door, hurriedly helped the person up, and said with a little annoyance: "Undercurrent, what are you kneeling here?" ”

"The undercurrent knows that he said the wrong thing and did the wrong thing, and the undercurrent should not hide things from the master, and should be punished." It was cold at night, and the voice of the undercurrent was a little hoarse.

"You didn't do anything wrong, you didn't say anything wrong, I was wrong. Undercurrent, if you choose to follow me, you have to understand that there are some things that we have to give up, and that is not what belongs to us in the first place, or, you have another choice, you have been with me for a long time, and it is time to rest. Beichen's eyes were more frosty than yesterday, as if something had been frozen, and his words were full of indifference.

"Master, the undercurrent understands, the undercurrent chooses, and always follows the master!" Undercurrent had already made a choice and replied firmly.

"Okay, it's worthy of being my Beichen person, I can see it clearly, and I understand it better than me. Get up, go back and get some rest, and come back to me in the afternoon!" Beichen put the outer cloak on his body and squeezed out a smile.

"Yes."

Watching the undercurrent go away, Beichen Muran, after a while, returned to the room, walked to the bookshelf and took a scroll on the shelf, slowly unfolded, it was a graceful woman, a shallow smile under the breeze, everything, is so beautiful. But—a ruthless heart, a force, slowly crumpled the scroll, and then the whole heart began to twist, and finally could not bear to tear the illusion, brows stretched, and hands were loose, and the scroll was rolled up at will, and thrown into the scroll cylinder by the table. I haven't touched it again—

Jingwen Mansion, different from the silence on weekdays, these days the house is specially dressed under the arrangement of Jingwen Gong, the next people see their own master change the dullness of the past, the mood is very good, and it is naturally happy, for a while, the whole house is like a festive atmosphere, even the Jingwen Gong who is busy with official business on weekdays has also taken leave from the saint, in order to welcome the young lady who has been out for a month home.

Just after noon, Jingwen Gong Dongfang De has been standing at the door looking forward to it, he has not seen his daughter for a month, he is naturally anxious, so many years, he and Dongfang Xiu have depended on each other, fortunately, Dongfang Xiu has been well-behaved and obedient, so as to slightly comfort the pain of his loss of his beloved and woman in his early years. Dongfang Xiu is the last hope and light in his heart, and he can still live for his only daughter in this world with full expectations.

"Why hasn't it arrived yet?" He asked anxiously to the servant on the side.

"Master, Miss wrote to me that I would have to rush back in the afternoon, and it would only be noon, and it would be early! Why don't you go back to the room to rest first, it's almost autumn, and it's windy outside. ”

"No, go, bring out my recliner, I'll wait at the door for Xiuxiu to come back." He stubbornly said.

"Yes." The servants couldn't resist the master, so they could only follow the master's wishes and wait together.

Dongfang De sat on the recliner, but his eyes fell fixedly on the alley, just waiting for Dongfang Xiu to hurry up as soon as he appeared, but the hour was still early, and there was no figure at the alley, he was a little anxious to wait, plopped up from the recliner, grabbed the arm of the servant next to him and asked expectantly: "Why haven't you come yet?" ”

"Master, it's still early at this hour, and Miss still has to write the time to arrive!" The servants were also helpless, although they were also looking forward to the return of the young lady, but they were still not as excited as Dongfang De.

When Dongfang De heard this, he sat down with some disappointment, tilted his head, and let the recliner sway slowly, as long as he heard a little noise, he had to open his eyes and ask if Dongfang Xiu had arrived, how much time he still had, and so on. He insisted on it until the end of the day, and under the reminder of the household servants, he stood up again, and asked someone to remove the chaise longue, he didn't want his daughter to know that he had been waiting here, otherwise he would make his daughter sad.

"Is it coming?"

"It's already time, sir, I think it's coming soon." The servant replied.

"By the way, the dishes I asked you to prepare for the young lady's favorite food are all ready?" He hurriedly asked.

"It's all ready, master, and the dishes that Miss likes to eat are all cooked, just wait for Miss to come back and clean up and eat." The servant continued.

"So, the young lady's room is cleaned up? Are all the things she likes set up? ”

"Alright, it's all right, sir, don't worry." The servant said slightly helplessly.

"Okay, that's good, Xiuxiu hasn't been back for a month, I don't know if I'm used to it, and I don't know if she's doing well this month-"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a domestic servant: "Master, look, it's Miss's carriage, and Miss is back." ”

Following the direction of the servant's finger, Dongfang De really saw Dongfang Xiu's carriage at the entrance of the alley, hurriedly lifted his robe and went down the stairs at the door to meet him.

"Master, slow down, be careful of falling."

"Xiuxiu, Xiuxiu-"

Dongfang Xiu heard the call of his father outside the carriage and at the door of the house, and suddenly his eyes were red and he was about to cry: I have experienced too many things this month, but fortunately, there is still my father, and the last harbor of home-

Hurriedly lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage and ran up to meet him, holding Dongfang De's hand and saying, "Daddy, Xiuxiu is back!" ”

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back, look at it, it's only been a month out, and this little face has become like this." Dongfang De also had tears in his eyes, and a pair of withered hands trembled and stroked Dongfang Xiu's face that had experienced despair, disappointment and pain in the past month.

"Daddy, Xiuxiu is not bad, but Daddy, why is he so old." finally couldn't help it, Dongfang Xiu's tears slipped down from his eyes.

"Xiuxiu is older, Daddy is old, besides, Xiuxiu has been out for so long this time, Daddy will be older when he thinks about Xiuxiu, in the future, Xiuxiu is not allowed to leave Daddy without saying hello for so long?" Dongfang De wiped away the tears on Dongfang Xiu's face one by one, his daughter knew that if she hadn't been wronged, how could she cry so much. Only, he doesn't say.

"Okay, Daddy, Xiuxiu will never leave you for so long in the future, and she will always be with you." Dongfang Xiu burst into tears and laughed, it was really unreasonable to cry all the time when it was so beautiful, and besides, she didn't want her father to worry.

"Okay, come, you're tired, go clean up first, Daddy is waiting for you in the hall to eat, I heard that you came back, Daddy made you a lot of your favorite dishes!" Holding Dongfang Xiu's hand and entering the mansion, Dongfang De said very kindly.

"Okay, Daddy, I haven't eaten at home for a month, and I miss it very much!"

"Go, go!"

went back to the room, looking at the furnishings in the room that were exactly the same as when she lived before, Dongfang Xiu's tears that had finally stopped, and she was afraid that people would find out, so she could only cover her mouth, squatting down slowly with her back against the door and crying, crying about the warmth of the family as always, crying about her father's warm and loving care, crying about all the pain and grievances she had made this month, crying about all the decisions she made, crying about her fate that she couldn't help herself-

"Miss, are you alright?" The servant outside the door asked when he saw that there was no movement in the room.

"Alright, alright." She replied with tears in her eyes, got up to wipe the tears from her face, changed her clothes, and eased her emotions again, then opened the door, squeezed out a smile and said, "Let's go!" ”