Trimester.

The search area was extended to the lower edge of the river, because if it fell into the river, it could be carried farther away by the current if it was raining heavily for a long time.

Still nothing.

…

Half.

Perhaps after falling into the river, he died, and was gradually eaten by fish and shrimp. Maybe it fell in the woods, the leaves fell all over the body, and it should be corrupted in half a year.

In a word.

There was no hope.

*

*

A year later.

…

The little girl is a little taller than she was on the train a year ago. But still fleshy, two small hands carefully picked up a box from the drawer, hugged it and ran out.

The woman stood in the courtyard waiting for her.

When he saw the little girl come out, he bent down and wiped her little face, "Have you taken the things?" ”

"Hmm."

The little girl nodded and gestured for the box in her hand.

"Let's go, then."

The young mother took her daughter's hand and said softly, "When you come back, Mom will make dumplings for you and Dad." ”

"Okay, I'm going to help mom too." The little girl held her mother in one hand and held the box tightly in the other.

The two walked out of the courtyard.

Two guards stood straight outside and waited.

Arrived at the Shen Mansion.

The guards went in with the two of them. The road was full of soldiers with guns, heavily guarded. The woman picked up the child and said softly, "Don't be afraid, you can go home with your mother soon." ”

The little girl was silent.

He whispered, "Don't be afraid, Mom." ”

The woman looked down in slight surprise. The young marshal is a figure that everyone fears, and foreign forces do not dare to reach into the six provinces.

In the past year, under his protection, the provinces and cities have miraculously lived and worked in peace and contentment in troubled times.

It's like being cut off from the outside world.

Like a peach blossom paradise.

The young marshal's decisiveness in killing is also more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

She hugged the child tightly and asked softly, "Why aren't you afraid?" ”

"Because ......," the child thought for a moment and whispered, "Mom, adults are very gentle. ”

Her little head is not rich in vocabulary, and she can only think of this word.

The woman was slightly surprised: "Gentle." ”

If this word reaches the ears of others, I am afraid it will be ridiculous.

The words young marshal and gentleness, how can he ever be touched.

When she arrived outside the autumn garden, she put the little girl down and touched her head: "Mom is waiting for you here." ”

The little girl nodded, holding the small box, and was brought in by the guards.

Walk through the long cloister.

Come to the study.

The guard took the child to the door and let her in with the box herself.

The little girl walked in with bated breath, saw a long figure behind the desk, hugged the box, walked over slowly, and gently placed the box on the table.

Shen Sanye's narrow eyes behind the lens only looked at the box.

The child's fleshy hand opened the box.

Revealing a piece of paper cut inside.

Simple silhouettes, lifelike wings ready to fly.

She carefully took out the paper cutout, and as she had done countless times before, spread it out to reveal a beautiful pattern, and placed it in front of the man.

He just lowered his eyes and watched quietly.

After a while.

Only then did he say indifferently: "Go back." ”

"Yes."

The little girl silently put away the paper cutouts, put them in the box, and picked them up to leave.

She took half a step back, but hesitated, and asked cautiously: "Brother, you like this, I can leave it with you." ”

The man had long eyelashes hanging slightly, the gold chains of the lenses drooping slightly, and the eyelashes covering his eyes.

replied indifferently:

"No, you can't. She gave it to you. ”

The little girl looked at each other, I don't know why, obviously my brother's expression was flat, but she suddenly felt so sad in her heart, and held the box in her little hand: "Then brother, you can pick it up and take a look......"

Every time, it was just for her to take it out.

Put it back again.

He didn't even touch it.

…

Shen Sanye raised his eyes, still without any emotion, and said quietly: "...... She hates me. ”

“……”

The little girl froze.

Looking at his good-looking brother, his long fingers slightly supported his white forehead, and his voice was quiet.

"Don't say it again, let me take it. She hates me...... I'll just look at it. ”

“……”

The little girl bit her lip.

She was still young, and she obviously couldn't understand anything, and the person also spoke in a flat tone. But his sadness is too obvious to the child. I have to pick her up once a week, not for anything else, just to see the two-second cutout. Her eyes slowly fogged up, and she obediently went out with the box.

The woman was waiting outside.

Seeing the child coming out with a slight sob, his heart suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly hugged her.

"What's wrong?"

The little girl wiped her tears and shook her head, she didn't know how, it was ......

"Mom, I feel so sad."

She was picked up by her mother, and the guards took them out of the Autumn Garden, and she remembered the quiet few seconds in the study, and murmured, "Mom, my brother is very gentle." ”

She thought for a moment, lowered her head, and stared intently at the little box in her arms.

“…… When I look at this, it's very gentle. ”

…

…

It's twilight again.

The old butler looked at the sky, knocked on the door of the study, and then opened the door and went in.

Sure enough, the lights were not turned on.

Every evening, when the sky darkened, the young master would silently look out the window.

If no one called him, he could keep it that way until the evening.

The old butler said in a low voice, "Young Master, it's time to go back for dinner." ”

After a while.

The other party retracted his gaze, took off his glasses with his long finger, and responded indifferently: "Hmm." ”

The old butler felt a little uncomfortable.

Since Miss Yu is gone.

This year, the young master seems to have returned to the past, when Miss Yu had not yet come. The autumn garden is still so solemn and cold, but those little flowers and the third master didn't let them be demolished, so they grew up freely. The others were exactly the same as before, and I couldn't see that the young master had any emotions.

Aside from being more ruthless than before, he showed little signs of being affected. Old Man Shen and the housekeeper felt terrified, and they didn't know how much effort it took to whitewash the surface under such a casual situation.

He glanced at the documents on the table and persuaded, "Young Master, don't you take a break?" Why don't you rest tomorrow...... The day after tomorrow? ”

"No, you don't." Shen Yunchi's eyes were faint, "It's not over yet." ”

The old butler carefully persuaded, "...... But it's okay to take a break once in a while, you can't do so much every day. The six provinces are now prosperous and peaceful, you can relax for a day or two......"

“……”

Shen Sanye was silent.

Didn't answer.

He pushed away the document in front of him, put the pen into the pen holder with indifferent eyes, got up from behind the desk, lowered his eyelashes, and remained silent.

The six provinces of the Middle Six are prosperous and peaceful.

Not for anything else.

Because, that person once hugged him, and said softly and sweetly:

- "The third master protects the entire six provinces and is a big hero." ”

Even if it's a compliment from class.

But now that he is alive, he just wants to do something.

Just make her hate him less.

Like what.

Protect the six provinces.

Do that false ...... in her mouth

Big heroes.