"The person who harmed you, I will help you kill, afraid of rumors, I will take you away, there is no problem in this world that cannot be solved alive!"

"What I don't want, it's me ......" she curled herself up and closed her eyes, feeling the coldness and despair.

There was a long silence.

"That's easy to do!" He spoke briskly, "From now on, you're no longer a picture screen, how?" ”

She buried her face in the crook of her arm and smiled miserably.

Isn't it true to say no? This is a child's words, right?

He broke her arms, held her head, forced her to raise her head, and stared into her eyes tightly: "Change places, change names, who still knows you?" You're a different person! ”

He brushed away the wet hair stuck to her forehead and laughed.

The smile is like the sun spreading on the surface of the lake, bright and dazzling.

"How about I give you a name?" He looked eager to try.

She didn't need to respond, she thought about it to herself.

"There it is!" He snapped his fingers in delight.

"Do you know why my name is Wei Shaoyou?" He asked with a smile.

She looked at him blankly, knowing that what he was saying now was trying to distract her, but she really didn't have the strength to laugh with him now.

Fortunately, he didn't ask her to respond, and he could continue to talk on his own.

"My name was chosen by Master, when I was a child, I asked Master why she chose this name, and she said that because she liked a poem very much, called "Youth Tour"—" Seeing her lower eyes, Wei Shaoyou smiled, "You don't know this poem, do you?" I don't know! Even if he took it and asked Senior Brother Chi, he couldn't find this poem! ”

She didn't believe it.

The old master is so amazing, how can he not even know a poem?

Wei Shaoyou smiled mysteriously and continued: "I was very interested in this poem when I heard the master say this, but she just said that she liked it, but she couldn't recite it, so I had to inquire myself, but after inquiring for a long time, even the master under the mountain asked, and no one knew about this poem——"

The old master must know, she couldn't help but say in her heart.

He seemed to hear her heart, looked at her and laughed twice, and said: "Later, I met a very knowledgeable old gentleman, and finally heard about this poem, and guess what?" ”

Although she didn't answer, she looked at him intently.

Wei Shaoyou didn't sell much guanzi, and soon said with a smile: "That poem is not called "Juvenile Tour" at all, but "Juvenile Xing"!" ”

She was slightly stunned.

"The funniest thing is that after my master learned the truth, he also wanted to change my name to Wei Shaoxing-"

She just wanted to ask if she had changed, but after thinking about it, isn't he still called Wei Shaoyou now?

"Later, under my strong opposition, I didn't teach her to succeed after all!" As he spoke, his expression faintly smug and childish looked a little childish.

She couldn't help but smile and said, "It's really better to play less." ”

His eyes moved, and he smiled, "It's the first time I've heard you call me by my name!" ”

She was slightly stunned and lowered her eyes.

Even if she has been the daughter of a family for more than a year, she always feels that she is still the maid of the Chi Mansion.

He is the same disciple of the old master, so she is naturally not qualified to call him by his first name.

"But I love that poem too!" He shifted the subject, "Would you like to hear it?" ”

She shook her head, not wanting to hear it.

She is a person who is trying to find death, where does she get the mood to listen to his poetry?

As if he hadn't heard her words, he chanted aloud to himself: "Xinfeng wine fights ten thousand, how many years have Xianyang rangers." The meeting spirit is the king's drink, and the horse is a high-rise weeping willow! After a slight pause, he said, "I want to name you Jun Liu, is it good?" ”

Jun Liu?

She unconsciously silently recited the name in her mind.

He leaned down to look at her, and said with a smile on the corner of his lips: "I am also like the master, I like this poem very much, I hope I can become a teenager in the poem, and then I grew up, and the first time I traveled out of the mountains, I went to Xianyang, and went to the most lively restaurant in Xianyang, tied the horse to the weeping willow outside the building, and sold a bucket of Xinfeng wine-" He suddenly laughed, "Xinfeng wine is not cheap, almost spent all the plates, not to mention, out of the restaurant, but also found that the horse was stolen!" ”

She couldn't help but laugh "poof".

He saw her smile, and his voice lit up: "But I still got my wish, Xinfeng Fine Wine, Xianyang Ranger, I have achieved what I have longed for since I was a child, and I am about to become the person I have wanted to be since I was a child!" ”

She listened to his words and suddenly felt envious.

I have done what I have longed for since I was a child, and I have become the person I have wanted to be since I was a child.

It's really great......

"Spirited as a gentleman, tied to the willow side, are my two favorite things to do, I will name you Jun Liu, how about it?" He looked at her expectantly, his eyebrows and eyes lit up.

Being a gentleman and tying a horse willow are his two favorite things to do.

Now he named her after his favorite.

The mist in her eyes instantly drowned out her vision.

"Okay......" she whispered, nodding.

In February of the second year of Qianfeng, she left the capital and had a new name-

Jun Liu.

Great compassion and falling into the water, before she left the boundary of the capital, she fell ill.

High fever does not go away.

She lay down coyly, but her heart felt extremely relaxed.

He saved her, and tried his best to free her, and she was embarrassed to live up to his chivalrous attitude and insist on seeking death.

But it's much harder to live than to die.

If they die of illness like this, they will fulfill each other.

He hired a doctor, personally boiled the medicine and sent it to her, and fed her spoonful by spoonful.

She drank obediently, the bitter taste slid down her throat and into her belly, still unable to bring anything back.

She could feel the serenity of death.

The only worry was whether he would take her back to the capital, she would rather die than face those gossips again.

I don't know if he saw her fear, he didn't mention it back to the capital, but when he thought she didn't see it, his brows were deeply locked.

On the night of the third day, she had another high fever, which made her whole body weak and her mind gradually dissipated.

Just when she thought that she could finally die this time, in a daze, an unfamiliar force slowly seeped into her veins, warming and moistening her limbs.

"Ah Liu......" someone called in his ear, his voice intermittent, "Can you give me a chance......?"

What chances?

She wanted to ask him, but couldn't speak.

……

The next day, she opened her eyes again, feeling better than the day before.

She turned her neck to look around and saw him sitting on the floor next to the bed.

Wrapped in an old quilt on his body, he closed his eyes against the wall, his handsome face was as white as snow, and even his lips were bloody.

She didn't even feel his breathing.

He was so close to her that he felt like he was dead.

A huge panic instantly choked her heart, and she was almost out of breath with fear.

"Wei Shaoyou!" She shouted at him with all her might, but her voice was so weak that she could not even listen to it.

She wanted to get closer to him, but as soon as she got out of bed, she fell off the bed—