"Cheng'er, where have you been? I'm looking for you everywhere for my mother, but you're not well yet, why are you still running around! Before Han Xiaobo stepped out of the gate of the garden, he heard Huang Ying's voice, and saw that woman, with a soft pink face and a spring power, smelled it before she smiled, and sighed secretly, what a noble lady!

Han Xiaobo couldn't help but stop his steps, his eyes were directly reflected on the noble lady's face, his eyes were full of confusion, and the tide of memory instantly rolled over like a torrent. Then I felt dizzy, I couldn't help but hold my head with both hands, take a few steps back, shake my body a few times, and wanted to fall. At the same time, Lu Luo and the noble lady supported Han Xiaobo left and right at the same time.

"Quick, go and call the doctor!" The lady said urgently.

Memories come and go quickly, and at this time, Han Xiaobo extracted some fragments from his memory.

"Zhang Cheng, the eldest and youngest of the Zhang family, over eighteen years old, likes to read, especially the Four Books and Five Classics, usually silent, except for eating, usually stay in the study, according to the current words, a typical otaku! Three days ago, I was invited by my classmates to go mountaineering. It is said to be mountaineering, but in fact, it is just a small hill, and I accidentally stepped on the air and rolled down. It's just that I was unlucky, I hit a tree stump in the middle of the roll, and I fell unconscious.

"Mother, no need, I'm fine, but suddenly a little dizzy, maybe hungry." Zhang Cheng said loudly.

"You're scared to death mother, are you really okay, go, my mother will accompany you to dinner, and then have a good rest, Lu Luo go and prepare." The woman stepped forward and touched Zhang Cheng's face, and couldn't help but say distressedly.

"Yes, ma'am, the slave and maid will go." Midori Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Cheng sat down, looking at the delicacies on the table, his appetite was open, like a hungry tiger, and the wind was whirling. Looking at the waiting girl, she was stunned and her face was flushed.

"Ouch, slow down, eat slowly, no one will rob you!" The woman picked up the white silk handkerchief in her arms, gently wiped the rice grains from Zhang Cheng's mouth, and said urgently.

"Mother, you don't know, I'm really hungry, I feel like I haven't eaten for a few days." Zhang Cheng's mouth was bulging, and he picked up the plate in front of him with both hands and said while pouring.

"Bring me a glass of water, I'm so thirsty·····." Zhang Cheng patted his stomach, closed his eyes, and said comfortably while lying on the chair.

took the Yahuan water cup, then drank it, wiped the water stains on his mouth with his sleeve, and then took the woman's hand and said, "Mother, you have been worried for the past two days, why don't you see your father?" ”

The woman patted her hand lightly and said with a smile: "Your father has been out of business for half a year, and he will be back in a while, but how can you even forget this?" ”

Hearing this, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but be embarrassed and said weakly: "I fell here, I can't remember a lot of things, mother, I want to go back to the house to rest, that..." That can I not let Midori accompany me. ”

Hearing this, the woman looked at Zhang Cheng in surprise, her eyes couldn't help blinking twice, and she suddenly looked at Lu Luo suspiciously, and said calmly: "My son's serious illness is still cured, he should rest well, and he must not do reckless things!"

"Oh, my mother, you really think, how can I be in the mood to do that now," Zhang Cheng couldn't help but think in his heart.

"Mother, where do you want to go, I can't remember a lot of things, I want Lu Luo to come over and help me recover my memory." Zhang Cheng looked at the woman, then at the two maids standing behind the woman and explained.

"Oh, that's the case, Lu Luo, take care of the city, do you hear!?" The woman looked at Lu Luo with deep eyes and spoke in a stern tone.

"Slave, obey." Lu Luo looked in the direction of the woman, said Wanfu, and lowered his head and said.

After returning to the study, Zhang Cheng sat down at the desk, looked at the books in the room, and couldn't help sighing, as if he still couldn't accept the fact of crossing. Also, it is impossible for anyone to accept it so quickly. Thinking about having to live like this for the rest of my life, I can't help but feel a little sad, thinking of my parents, thinking of my girlfriend who is like a flower, thinking of my brotherly friends, and I can't help but feel sad in my heart when I can't see each other in the future. Stretched out his hand to open the window, just stared at the sky outside, thinking in his heart, how good it would be if this was a dream, just hoping that the dream would not wake up, for fear that it would be broken when he woke up, and this sitting, Zhang Cheng, who had come to his senses, had already seen a bright moon hanging high outside the window.

At this time, Zhang Cheng's state of mind couldn't help but come out of his mouth: "A sound of sycamore, a sound of autumn, a little banana and a little sorrow, the third watch returns to the dream after the third watch." The lanterns and chess were not collected, and the Xinfeng Reverse Brigade was drowned. Ten years on the pillow, the two elders in Jiangnan are worried, and they are all in their hearts. “

"Young master, good poetry, good artistic conception, it's just that young master, you have never returned to stay, how can you stay overnight? Lu Luo blinked his eyes and said in amazement like a little girl chasing stars.

At this time, Zhang Cheng himself was at a loss, he didn't know what was going on, he opened his mouth and said it, after finishing speaking, he was panicking and thinking about how to answer Lu Luo, thinking for a few seconds and not knowing how to explain, so he pretended not to hear, and turned his head to look at the moon outside the window.

At this time, Lu Luo was still appreciating the poem, his eyes closed, still recalling the words in the poem, and reading in a low voice: "A sycamore leaf and a autumn, a little banana and a little sorrow, after the three watches return to the dream of the third watch, ···· The third watch returns to the dream after the third watch. ”

"Young master, with your poem, you are the first name of the poetry meeting held in Manxiangyuan this year!" Lu Luo, when he opened his eyes, said with adoration in his eyes.

"Poetry Society? What poetry will be? What is the Manxiang Garden? Zhang Cheng turned his head to hide his embarrassed state just now, and asked with a puzzled expression.

Lu Luo looked at Zhang Cheng playfully, a pair of delicate little hands covered his red lips, with an exaggerated expression, and then thought of the young master's head, then put down his hand, and said: "Young master, Manxiangyuan is a place where literati gather to exchange poetry, of course, it is not all literati, when the time comes, some famous young ladies, celebrities, and Confucians will participate in a grand event." Master, you've been there in previous years, but... It's just... ”

"It's just something, don't sell it." Zhang Cheng said speechlessly

Lu Luo looked at Zhang Cheng nervously and whispered, "It's just that the young master said last year that he won't be participating in this year's poetry meeting······

"Why?" Zhang Cheng followed and replied.

"Because, well, because, because..." Lu Luo said in a quieter and quieter voice.

"Because of what, because, come on, really, you girl don't owe clean up!" Zhang Cheng said in a loud voice that was a little impatient.

"Because the young master wrote poems last year, he lost to Lin Gongzi and Lin Zimu!" Midori finally spoke.

Zhang Cheng looked at Lu Luo very innocently, and said with a strong desire to learn: "That, well, that Lu Luo, who is this Lin Zimu Gongzi?" What is he doing, is he amazing?

Lu Luo looked at Zhang Cheng nervously, and finally mustered up the courage to say: "Lin Zimu is one of the eight sons of Jiangnan, talented, suave, and very poetic. At the same time, he is also one of the initiators of Manxiangyuan, and the slave maid also heard that there are four clear streams in Yangzhou City, and two of them have been affectionate to him for a long time.

"Really?! It's so powerful!! Zhang Cheng said with an unhappy face. And what I want to say in my heart is: "Isn't he just a little white face, good-looking, a little talented, pulling a yarn, that didn't touch me...