The old man sighed: "If I were your age, I would have tried anything, but it's a pity that the old man can't run, so I will give you a chance, if you don't cherish it and don't want it, then there is no way." The old man's tone was low, saying pity, but he couldn't hear any pity, his tone was flat, and he didn't seem to care whether Zhang Erzhen went or not.

Zhang Erzhen was puzzled: "Is what you said true?Can you really go back to the past?" and then looked at the old man and nodded solemnly and slowly: "There are not many opportunities." ”

This time, Zhang Erzhen was really stunned, amazing! Can she really go back? The high-rise buildings in her previous life, the traffic in her previous life, the TV, computer, and mobile phone? Zhang Erzhen's heart was moved for a moment, look at herself, her skin is white and beautiful, and she will have long legs in the future, if such a face of a hibiscus out of the water returns to her previous life, it will definitely not be a problem to support herself! So......

"Is what the old gentleman said true?"

The old man nodded again, and his shrewd eyes shone on the candlestick: "You are the first person who is destined, so I will ask you first." Over the years, I can't even find anyone else, there are only you and me in the whole world?"

Of course not! Zhang Erzhen shouted in her heart, why have I met several! But Zhang Erzhen still didn't say, Pang Zi is dead, Ruyue is gone, Yi Qian seems to have something greater to do, only her, it seems to be like this......

"I'm coming back this time to prepare some things, and I'll pick you up by the way, and we'll be on our way in three days. I know you're not as young as you seem, but you can make a decision, it's time to make it. The old man stared at Zhang Erzhen's gaze as if he was contemptuous, as if he was expecting, as if he was encouraging, and as if he was disappointed, it was very complicated, just like Zhang Erzhen at this time.

"Sir, when you wrote about the butterfly effect, you didn't give up the belief of going back?"

"Hehe, what butterfly effect...... , It's long gone with the past, girl, go back and think about it, I don't have to lie to you. If I really want to do an experiment, many local girls and children can sell me and come all the way to find you, just for our common wishes. Zhang Erzhen watched the old man take a sip of tea and felt that he was right.

After living here all these years, Zhang Erzhen basically never thought about going back. But now the facts are in front of her, the steps of the Wan family are pressing, the boudoir life is boring and boring, many times she has also deeply missed the full life of her previous life, three or five friends are wanton and chic, there is no female precept and female law, there is no helplessness of the imperial power to crush people and can't turn over, and there are 3D movies, as well as mobile phone videos, which have been ...... Far away.

After Zhang Erzhen returned to the butterfly courtyard, she didn't want Mingyue to wait, closed the door tightly and sat in front of the table, her thoughts were confused, and she didn't know what to think. Three days, do you want to believe the old man? Subconsciously believe it, Zhang Erzhen guessed that the old man must have hidden a lot, but there is no doubt that he can go back, but the price must be there, it is difficult, and he may take his own life.

I couldn't make a decision for a while, Zhang Erzhen decided to visit the house tomorrow, and I had to ask what I should ask clearly, otherwise I would have a lot of troubles in vain. But Mr. Fang is an old goblin who has become a spirit, and he expected that Zhang Erzhen would go to him and tell Fang Fu to close the door and never see anyone again. Zhang Erzhen couldn't see the old man, nor did she see Mr. Fang, only the old housekeeper came out and said with a smile: "The old lady said it, the girl can make her own decision." ”

Zhang Erzhen was angry, his words were unclear, what kind of old elder he was. Mingyue asked suspiciously, "Girl, what are you going to do?"

Zhang Erzhen said listlessly: "Tell me to set a carriage, I want to go to the Tangwen Pavilion." ”

"Now?"

"Now!"

This is the first time Zhang Erzhen went to Zhang Heling's school, the momentum of the building of the hall is quite the feeling of Tsinghua University in the previous life, three golden characters are hung on the plaque, and the vermilion lacquered wood pillars on both sides are depicted with two couplets, Zhang Erzhen is not in the mood to take a closer look, and goes straight into the hall. A man in a blue-gray scholar's robe came out, and asked with a smile, "Who is the girl looking for?" Mingyue reported her name and surname, and the little maid led Zhang Erzhen to a small room on the left side of the door, and went out to find Zhang Heling after serving tea. Zhang Erzhen took a sip of tea, looked at the pale green leaves floating on the pale cyan tea, and sighed, "Is it the reason why I urgently need to stay?"

Zhang Heling wore the academy's uniform azure robe, ran in with a four-cornered scholar's hat, and said excitedly: "Sister, why did you come here to see me?"

Zhang Erzhen pulled Zhang Heling to sit beside her, looked her brother's delicate eyebrows up and down, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few days, I came to take a look." Heling, are you having fun here, your classmates didn't bully you, did they?"

Zhang Heling said a little inexplicably: "Sister, do you have a fever? You have asked me these words before, and you came here to talk about these things today?" Zhang Erzhen has never cherished it so much at this moment, watching her brother's eyebrows and eyes become closer and closer to herself, this is family affection, whether it is physical or blood, she is inseparable from the Zhang family.

There are many times when confusion and uneasiness are instantaneous......

"Let's go back to class, it's time for me to go. Zhang Erzhen's steps were relaxed, and after saying goodbye to Zhang Heling and leaving, Zhang Heling still chanted: "Sister...... What the hell are you here for?"

"Girl, get in the car. Mingyue followed behind and called softly, but Zhang Erzhen said, "Let's take a walk today, I haven't come out to see it for a long time." ”

In front of him is a familiar street scene, the vendors are either shouting loudly, or pulling pedestrians to be extremely enthusiastic, the air wafts the unique fragrance of hibiscus crisp in the city, Zhang Erzhen sniffed, felt that it was really delicious, so he asked Mingyue to buy some. The eyes are full of people wearing cotton clothes, men's long hair is high, long shirts are added, women's hair buns are diverse, dresses are colorful, men and women, young and old, leisurely strolling, contented, the past life has the good of the previous life, the present life has the freedom of this life, under many shackles, it depends on where you like it, where it is worth it. Zhang Erzhen looked at these walking passers-by with a smile, thinking that she was still confused.

The craftsman who sold hibiscus crisp was a well-dressed woman, and she neatly wrapped food for Mingyue, and then beckoned to the next guest: "Little brother, come some?"

Ruyue, who was dressed in men's clothes, stared at the bright moon in the distance, with complicated eyes. The woman still wanted to ask, but Ruyue first said in a dumb voice: "Auntie, you don't taste good." Then she ran away as fast as she could, and the woman was inexplicably more than heeded.

Zhang Erzhen, who is at ease, is holding a red and bright sugar gourd in one hand, and holding a small noodle that is very similar to himself in the other hand Walking on the bustling streets of Jinan, he was in a cheerful mood for a moment, why do people hesitate, that is, when there are too many choices, they want both sesame seeds and watermelons, but in the end, they often lose watermelons and sesame seeds. So she thinks it's better not to be greedy, just live with peace of mind, what do you want to do so much.

When she returned home, Zhang Erzhen was already relaxed, first went to the greenhouse to see the newly sprouted vegetables, and sat on the delicate stone blue round table in the open space with Mama Hua to listen to Mama's story, and then found Uncle Zhang to ask if the recent situation in the house was good, under the management of Uncle Zhang, no one in Zhang's house was lazy and slack, Zhang Erzhen asked gently: "...... Have you found that girl like Ruyue?"

Uncle Zhang hesitated: "...... I searched all over the city, but I didn't see it. ”

"Then don't look for it, forget it. Zhang Erzhen stood up slowly and said with a smile: "Since she is leaving, no one can stop her." ”

............

On the third day, the spring was cold, the wax was exhausted, and the warm water was brought out by Mingyue, and Jin Qiu greeted her with a happy face: "Sister Mingyue, I received a letter from the door just now, it was sent by the eldest girl of the Li family, you can take it in and give it to the girl." ”

Mingyue's hands were still wet, so she let Jin Qiu send it in by herself. At that time, Zhang Erzhen had just opened her sleepy eyes, and even if she was served by Mingyue, she didn't wake up. Jin Qiu looked at the girl's listless appearance and smiled, and while serving the girl to get dressed, she told her about Miss Li's letter. It has been a year since I last received a letter from Li Zhuozhuo. Zhang Erzhen touched the thin thickness of the letter, and hurriedly tore it open, but a few lines of words on a piece of paper, Zhang Erzhen thought that he hadn't woken up, rubbed his eyes and continued to look, and a few lines of small characters came into view.

Jin Qiu looked at the girl in a daze, stretched out her hand and waved in front of the girl, Zhang Erzhen stared at the letter again, making sure that she was not mistaken-Sister Zhuo is going to marry Wan Rong? There is no introduction, no detailed explanation, just a few words, "Zhen Zhen, when I marry Wan Rong, you can come back." ”

Zhang Erzhen draped her hair loosely, stared at the letter in her hand and read it over and over again, it was Li Zhuozhuo's handwriting, but it was not Li Zhuozhuo's tone, Li Zhuozhuo has always been arrogant, that is, the last time he said that his sister robbed Liang Ergongzi, it was just pure sadness, with resentment between the lines, and now, in just a few words, there is no joy and worry-free, and he is plain like a monk who has been a monk for 30 years. Zhang Erzhen wanted to know what was going on in the capital, and told Mingyue to hurry up and inquire about the news of the capital in the near future.

Li Zhuozhuo wants to marry Wan Rong, which must be mixed with political struggle, maybe the Li family has a handle in the hands of Wan Jia, maybe it is...... Master Li wants to climb to the branch of ten thousand families? Master Li and his father are in the same year, will there be a reason for these political marriages? Zhang Erzhen sat cross-legged on the bed, his heart turned a thousand times, and he couldn't wait to see a hole in the letter, there was no trace of water droplets, there was no sign of alteration, the font was as smooth as ever, and the pen was slightly sharp, which was indeed Li Zhuozhuo's character. So what's wrong with that?

In Zhang Erzhen's unbelievable thoughts, at dusk that day, the Fang family came to invite Miss Zhang. There were already a few simple oily green cloth carriages parked at the door of the house, and the old housekeeper was also trembling and was helped into the carriage, until a heavy iron lock hung on it and made a clanging sound, and Mr. Fang saw Zhang Erzhen, who was dressed in light clothes, appear.

"You're not going?" Mr. Fang was not much surprised, and his tone was light.

Zhang Erzhen smiled and nodded, "I want to stay." ”

Mr. Fang said, "Take care, girl", then straddled the front of the carriage, held up the horsewhip with one hand, and looked at Zhang Erzhen with a smile, "Miss Zhang, don't regret it." ”

Zhang Erzhen's heart was calm, and she said, "Maybe." As the carriage gradually moved away, the curtain of the car was lifted open, and an emaciated old hand threw out a ball of paper, Zhang Erzhen ran forward to pick it up, it was a string of addresses written by the old gentleman, attached: Goodbye.