It was when I was eight years old, and if my family was in the middle of the road, I didn't have much money.

Although Ama was promoted, in the end she was just a poor person, with no power and no power, even if she was the only girl in the family, she still lived a very poor life.

Later, Amma said that she should go to a distant relative, although it was not much richer, it was much richer than their family.

The water town in the south of the Yangtze River is extraordinarily nurturing, and even speaks softly.

After arriving at the beginning, I learned that this relative's surname was Wen and that he was a wealthy businessman in Jiangnan.

The Wen family treated her well, bought her all the gorgeous clothes and gold jewelry, and cultivated her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. really regarded Ruochu as a treasure.

The Wen family has only one son, named Wen Ruoyu, who likes to write and ink, writes well, and practices a good sword.

Wen Ruoyu is eight years older than Ruochu, and she also loves this sister very much.

He often said that if she was quiet at the beginning, she would be a gentle woman in the future.

Ruochu really listened to it, so she wouldn't be as pampered and willful as other girls since she was eight years old, and she knew that Brother Wen liked it.

It's just that Ruochu never dared to show this thought, because there was a more gentle woman beside Brother Wen, her name was Qiao Wenxi. Even the name is beautiful like a painting.

Ruochu stood far away, watching Qiao Wenxi play the piano with his black hair hanging down and gently raising his fingers, while Brother Wen raised a gentleman's sword in a dashing manner, cutting flowers and carrying water, and Qiao Wenxi was in love with each other, with affection.

The more you and I are nong, the more tormented you will be in your heart. She didn't know why she was like this, she didn't like herself like this, she felt that Brother Wen and Qiao Wenxi were so compatible, and she could only be a blessing except for blessings.

Therefore, Ruochu smiled brightly every time she met Brother Wen and asked her to talk to Sister Qiao, she was really afraid that Brother Wen would notice it and stop paying attention to herself.

Such a secret affection lasted until Ruochu was fourteen years old.

In the past six years, if you are used to seeing the deep affection between Brother Wen and Qiao Wenxi, of course, you have also seen the tragedy between them.

Ruochu talked about this part of the process with a smile, and Jing's heart was slowly sweet when she listened, and she was also distressed by Ruochu's compromise.

"You stupid girl, no wonder you have been so calm and steady since you came into the palace......" It was only now that Jing Wu understood that Ruochu was not steady, but silently endured due to continuous suppression.

"Perhaps, he is my doom." Ruochu planned this as her own calamity, she often thought that Brother Wen and her were calamity.

"And then?" Jing was eager to know the follow-up.

Later, due to natural disasters, the Wen family's business plummeted, and for a while, even the maids and servants were cut off more than half to keep the house. Qiao's father is an outsider and quite snobbish, and he used to think it was profitable to tie up with the Wen family. And when he found out that the Wen family had declined, he no longer agreed to Sister Qiao and Brother Wen. ”

Jing couldn't help but sigh, this person is afraid of sadness. "How can Miss Qiao be willing to let go of a few years of affection?"

Ruochu nodded and continued: "Sister Qiao is naturally reluctant, and she wants to be with Brother Wen desperately. But since ancient times, most of the children's affairs have been to obey the orders of their parents, and no matter how big her resistance is, it is useless. In the end, Sister Joe was arranged by her father to an old man in his forties and fifties. ”

Jing sighed when she heard this, "It's a pity. ”

"It's a pity, Sister Qiao didn't want to marry until she died, and committed suicide on the wedding night." If I first said this, I was full of distress.

"Huh?" Jing Wu patted her heart: "Why are these lovers so far......"

Ruochu looked at Jing and blinked her teary eyes, "The Qiao family has a dead daughter, and the Wen family's parents are ridiculing their daughter-in-law and robbing their daughter-in-law while their business is bankrupt, and the spitting star has never stopped." Wen's father and mother, who have never been angry in their lives, are really angry to death. Brother Wen has not heard from him since that time. ”

After listening to Ruochu's story, Jing really felt like listening to a book. There are no ups and downs in her life, no magnificent waves, only the warmth of a long stream. Therefore, she couldn't understand Ruochu's feelings.

"Ruochu, did you see him today? Still is? Jing Wu knew that if she wanted to untie Ruochu's heart knot, she had to let her recognize the reality.

Ruochu lowered his eyes and nodded slightly.

"You still like him?"

Ruochu looked at Jing Wu and rubbed her palms, "Sister, sister didn't lie to you." I was also disillusioned when I entered the house, and I really tried all means to find him at that time. But after really appearing in front of me, I was a little at a loss......"

"Confused?"

"Hmm."

If she was still young when she first entered the mansion, how could someone who had been in her heart for a few years be removed from her heart at once, and now, if she was a little at a loss, maybe she began to have more people in her heart......

Jing didn't say it directly, but asked her, "How did you know about him?" ”

Ruochu rubbed his hands a little embarrassed and said, "I found a lot of people, and I just received the news that he entered the palace. It was only then that I realized that he had escaped into the empty door. ”

"Do you want to see him again?" Jing asked.

Ruochu did not answer this question directly.

She didn't know, she really didn't.

"Sister, to be honest, if it had been two years ago, my sister would have gone to see him without any scruples. But now my sister is the concubine of Prince Jia of the Qing Dynasty. My sister can't recruit the prince black, and she doesn't want Brother Wen to be, oh no, Master Wunian is difficult to be. Since it's already over, let's go over......" Ruochu said so, and Jing Wu didn't ask anything else.

As far as Ruochu is concerned, knowing her status and position is the clearest answer.

Back to Ning Shu Yuan, Jing Wu looked at it a few times, and the lights in the west hall kept on.

Shu Tong didn't know what his master meant, so he asked, "Master, is Chun Gege okay?" ”

Are you okay? You okay......

"She's just not in a good mood." Jing Wu repeatedly promised that if it didn't spread at the beginning, then even Shutong would hide it.

"Master, go and rest, the slave and maid can just watch here." Shu Tong looked at the west hall and said.

I'm really tired today, and Jing told her to report to her as soon as anything happens.

And Ruochu, who was sitting in the room, was not in the sky at all.

The candle burned and the core grew longer and longer, until the tears of the candle drowned the wick and wilted from the long shadow into a flame.

Looking at the candle flame, Ruochu couldn't calm down, why didn't she say a few more words to Brother Wen.

After thinking about it, forget it, what to say. Brother Wen gave himself a legal name: Wu Nian, probably no desire and no desire.

She didn't want to disturb Brother Wen, even if it was to do the last step for him, Ruochu was willing.

Perhaps, many years later, she will be glad that she remembers this sincerity, and does not seek results, but only seeks to be worthy of her heart.

She still remembered the sentence that Brother Wen read: If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan......