Chu Yuan and He Xingyao looked at each other, and they were speechless for a while.

Yan Yunzhan looked at them silently from the side, feeling a little sad in his heart, but at the same time, there was also a kind of strength that did not admit defeat.

At this time, Xu Xiaorong also walked over, he looked at the relationship between Chu Yuan and He Xingyao, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Sister, what are you talking about?" ”

As soon as he finished saying this, he was attracted by the flowers in He Xingyao's hand, so she said in a somewhat surprised tone: "This, this flower, it seems to be Mr. Yan's, right?" Sure enough, you really took other people's flowers! ”

He Xingyao smiled and said, "Yes, this flower is very beautiful, so I accepted it." ”

Xu Xiaorong glanced at Chu Yuan, and then grinned: "Then, sister, are you accepting?" ”

He Xingyao retorted: "What accepts or does not accept, and what does not mean it?" My good brother, what the hell are you thinking? ”

The words have been said here, and Chu Yuan's face is now very ugly.

I saw that he directly said in a cold tone: "Young Master Xu, although you are He Xingyao's cousin, you must always speak in a measured manner!" Don't make too many jokes, not to mention that the relationship between Xing Yao and Yan Yunzhan is not the kind of relationship you said at all, so how can you accept it? ”

He said this purely because he was angry, but because of his thin skin, he couldn't pull down his face to get angry on the bright side, even if he was jealous, he was secretly poked and poked.

Yan Yunzhan was actually a little bored, he very much didn't want the matter between He Xingyao and Chu Yuan to involve him, this feeling was really not good, after all, he was sandwiched between those two people, it was really a laborious and thankless thing.

Let's talk about He Muzhi, who has been thinking about the boy she met when she was a child by the bridge, she has a quiet appearance on her side, but in fact, her heart has already turned over the river.

It was really a very unforgettable memory, He Muzhi thought to herself, she was looking forward to meeting the boy with the crescent-shaped birthmark on his hand again, the only man she had longed for for so many years.

It's strange to say, He Xingyao and He Muzhi's father is a businessman after all, so the two sisters have also seen a lot of talented and beautiful people, and their vision is not bad, but for so many years, the two sisters have never had a good face for those who are from a gentleman's family.

For so many years, there are few friends who can get into the eye.

It's just that in He Muzhi's heart, I don't know if it's because I haven't made any friends for so many years, so I have been thinking about the boy who just met in Pingshui, she always remembers the birthmark on the boy's hand, she likes the moon, especially at night when the moon is bent, because it is the shape of the birthmark on the boy's hand.

Time slipped away slowly, and as soon as He Muzhi came back to his senses, he found that it was not early, dusk had arrived, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians, only the people on the side of the road were still looking at the sky, occasionally whispering.

He Xingyao shouted in the distance: "Mu Zhi, we should go back, good sister, let's come here to play another day, okay?" ”

As soon as she finished saying this, He Muzhi trotted to her side, then looked at her and said, "Sister, Brother Xiaorong, have you waited for me for a long time?" ”

He Xingyao and Xu Xiaorong shook their heads.

However, at this time, Chu Yuan's face looked a little weird, perhaps because it was getting late, he looked a lot darker than usual.

In this way, several of them have been playing crazy outside for a long time, and if it is getting late today, and dusk has come, it is time to go back.

Everyone walked together on the road, looking at the scenery along the way, the breeze was gently blowing, and the leaves rustled, like a beautiful symphony, which made people feel refreshed when they heard it.

Along the way, Chu Yuan was secretly jealous in his heart.

Yes, he is actually a relatively sensitive man, and he also has a little sensitivity in his heart, so when he saw He Xingyao holding someone else's flower in his hand, he was always angry, and even wanted to immediately express his true thoughts in his heart.

However, it would not help at all to do so, after all, even he himself did not quite understand what was going on in his heart.

Sometimes people are like that, and the parties often do not have bystanders to see clearly, as the so-called authorities are confused, and bystanders are clear.

He Muzhi looked at He Xingyao at this time, and suddenly asked thoughtlessly: "Sister, did you say that the little boy back then would still remember me?" ”

He Xingyao didn't know why his sister suddenly asked such a question, although he had some doubts in his heart, he still patiently replied: "I think that boy will remember you, after all, after so many years, your thoughts about others have not diminished at all." ”

As soon as he finished saying this, Xu Xiaorong leaned over directly and said with a smile: "Mu Zhi, what boy?" Is there anything else you don't know about my brother? ”

He Muzhi shyly turned away his face and stopped talking to him, his cheeks and ears were wearing abnormal crimson, and the whole person looked very different from usual.

No one else knew what was going on with her, but thought that maybe it was because the weather was a little hot, so she was so red-faced.

Only He Xingyao knows that this is because her sister has been missing her heart for so many years, which is her sister's sustenance for the most beautiful emotions in life.

Maybe others don't understand this kind of thing, but she knows how deep Mu Zhi has feelings for the boy with the crescent moon birthmark back then, although these two people just met when they were children, and they can even be regarded as passers-by with each other, but in He Muzhi's heart, they are afraid that they have already become good friends, and even the relationship is even closer.

However, all this is just He Muzhi's unilateral thoughts, after all, she and the little boy back then have no fate at all, let alone mutual understanding and mutual support, so naturally there is no deep feeling, everything is just a boy she fantasized about her best state for herself.

He Xingyao's heart is very clear, so she didn't stop her sister from thinking about that boy all along, she just felt that this kind of thing wouldn't get bigger, not to mention the vast sea of people, how could they meet at will?

In this world, the probability of two strange destined people knowing each other is actually extremely small, and even negligible.

In this way, they all went back with their own thoughts.

After all, He Xingyao asked about the Sword Ke Tower when Master He was about to go out, but he was a little embarrassed in his heart.

And Mrs. He has never had a plan for her children, after all, in her eyes, the best plan is what her children think about the future, she is unwilling to interfere in all this, and she is not willing to destroy the most innocent and beautiful things of her two daughters, she likes to see them concentrate on working towards the future, instead of blindly being locked at home, the door is not out, and the second door is not stepping, which is actually not good at all.

Because of this, Mrs. He's education of her two daughters is much easier than that of other noble ladies, and the nobles of other families often envy his two daughters, so they often fall into those unwarranted envy and desire.

As soon as they entered the house, Mrs. He led the maids and servants of the family out to greet them.

As soon as He Xingyao and the others walked to the edge of the alley, Mrs. He greeted them directly, and then said with a smile on her eyebrows: "Xingyao, Mu Zhi, you are finally back." ”

He Xingyao didn't know what his mother meant when she said this, so she said directly in surprise: "Mother, what's wrong?" Could it be that there are some guests in the house? ”

Mrs. He smiled and nodded, then glanced at everyone, and said directly: "Yes, yes, your uncle and your aunt are here, and they have brought many gifts this time, saying that they are for you two sisters." ”

After a pause, she continued: "By the way, Xiaorong, your mother and your father are still waiting in the main hall, you go and talk to them!" ”

After Xu Xiaorong saluted Mrs. He, he went directly to the main hall.

It just so happened that he saw the gifts brought by his parents, which were quite valuable, and he could see that he had put a lot of effort into them.

The others were placed in their rooms, and when everyone had packed up their belongings, they gathered in the main hall to continue their conversation.

Time always flies quickly, night falls quietly, Chu Yuan and He Xingyao are walking in the yard together, and the two of them seem to be applying very well.

At this time, Yan Yunzhan looked at the shadows of those two people reflected in the moonlight through the window, he felt that his heart was very painful, for the first time, he felt that he was so sad, that kind of suffocating uncomfortable, he really didn't want to come again, but he couldn't help it.

Every moment that Chu Yuan and He Xingyao get along makes him feel that it is a kind of torment, a kind of torture.

However, this kind of pain always repeats itself, and all along, as long as those two people get along with each other, he tries to keep his heart open, and tries his best to suppress the charming thoughts of the new car, but this is a palliative method after all.

The shadows of the two people outside the window dragged the old elder, but when he looked at it, he felt unexpectedly harmonious and beautiful, and at the same time there was a little bit of a match.

Before they knew it, the two of them had come to the center of the pavilion, where a person happened to be sitting.

He Xingyao stepped forward, she didn't expect that the person she saw would be her sister, and she couldn't help but be a little surprised for a while, but because it was getting late now, she didn't say anything.

I saw that as soon as He Muzhi saw that it was his sister coming, he was not nervous.

She looked at Chu Yuan who was like a piece of wood on the side again, and said directly: "Young Master Chu Yuan, I want to talk to my sister alone, or you can go for a walk elsewhere?" All right? ”

Chu Yuan nodded very politely, and then left without looking back.

He looked at He Xingyao, and the affection in his eyes couldn't deceive people no matter what.

For this point, He Xingyao didn't understand the content in his eyes at present, but he had already begun to feel sad in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to protect him.

After Chu Yuan walked a long way, He Muzhi suddenly said: "Sister, I want to tell you something, but you can't tell anyone about this matter, not even your father and mother, promise me, okay?" ”

He Xingyao doesn't know what is going on with his sister now, why did she suddenly become so mysterious?

Although she had some doubts in her heart, she still smiled and nodded, perhaps to reassure her sister completely, He Xingyao even looked at her sister's eyes, she was extremely serious.

"Okay, I promise you that I will never tell anyone, so can you tell me the truth now?"

After He Xingyao finished saying this, he felt a little regretful after knowing it in his heart, but the words he said were like water spilled, and he couldn't get it back no matter what.

Fortunately, those words didn't have much of an impact, so she didn't think it was anything.

He Muzhi looked at his sister's reaction, and knew that He Xingyao had completely agreed to himself now.

Just when she was about to tell He Xingyao about the matter, another person suddenly appeared behind the two of them.

I saw Duo'er running over in a hazy way, and then yawning while covering her mouth, and her eyes were misty, and she knew that she was extremely sleepy at a glance.

Duo'er coughed several times, and then gently tugged on He Xingyao's sleeve, and said in a pleading tone: "Miss, Second Miss, time has passed for a long time, why are you still talking here?" Aren't you sleepy at all? ”

After a pause, she continued: "My young lady, ah! Yes! Yes! ”

Duo'er yawned a few times almost every time she said a word, but she was standing next to He Xingyao, and the two of them stuck together like conjoined babies, so that He Muzhi didn't know what to say all of a sudden, and the language that had been organized in her mind also collapsed in an instant, and it had no effect.

He Xingyao looked at his sister frowning and pursed her lips, so she hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, okay, Muzhi, just like Duo'er said, it's really not early now, let's rest early!" ”

He Muzhi wanted to say something, but after all, he was persuaded to go back, and his mood was somewhat depressed.

She looked at her sister and Duo'er in the distance under the moon, and her heart was full of mixed feelings for a while.

This sister has never had anything to say about her, He Muzhi has always known in her heart that her sister is a different woman.

In the eyes of those people, only He Xingyao is different, but they don't know at all that in her heart, He Muzhi, she has also thought about the things that her sister thinks.

In this world, all people are created equal, there is no distinction between high and low, and everyone is an independent individual.

That's what her sister has always wanted to do and what she has always believed in, and so has she.

If she had to say what she liked, she would definitely say that what she liked was freedom and all the good things in the world.

It's a pity that her life is not so perfect, behind the seemingly indifferent on the surface, there is an unknown sadness and pain.

He Muzhi held a jar of wine, sat alone under the moon, drinking and thinking about things, looking very comfortable.

As soon as she finished taking a sip of wine, she pointed directly to the sky and said, "God, why do you have to treat me like this? Do you think I will really find the boy with the birthmark in the shape of a crescent moon? ”

He Muzhi asked, but no one spoke after all, only the leaves were rustling, as if in response to her question, and it seemed that it was only because of the wind that there was such a sound.

Either way, everything is different.

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