The heat swirled in the room, and the maids each buried their heads in the work in their hands, not daring to look up, and although the room was warm, it was silent but silent.

The father and daughter stopped talking, Xiao Sui gradually calmed down, wiped away her tears, and still sat by the stove with her knees hugging to keep warm, Xiao Siwen silently held the hot tea in her hand.

The felt curtain was suddenly lifted, the cold wind brought the snow to the sound, and floated into the warm main hall, Han Derang walked in with a smile on his face, "Visiting on a snowy day, Lord Wang and Yan Yan are not surprised to let it be abrupt." He patted the thick snow on his shoulder, and then came in.

He used to walk around the Xiao Mansion every day, and he didn't see outside.

The father and daughter looked at Han Derang at the door, slightly surprised, but Xiao Siwen reacted quickly, and greeted with a smile, "Derang is here, come and warm up by the stove, why are you wearing so thin?" ”

The maidservant moved the chair to a position close to Xiao Xuan by the stove, and Han Derang sat down as a matter of course, stretching out his red hand to keep warm.

If it was in the past, Xiao Sui would naturally be happy that someone would come to play with him, but he had just talked to his father about Han Derang, and he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable at this time, so he simply didn't look at him or talk to him.

Han Derang only lowered his head to keep warm, and Xiao Siwen in the hall saw that the two were embarrassed, so he said loudly, "Come on, give Derang a cup of hot tea." ”

The maidservant soon brought hot tea to Han Derang, and Han Derang thanked Xiao Siwen, then gently blew away the hot air coming out, and used the tea lid to pluck the tea leaves floating in the cup, and tasted it carefully.

Xiao Siwen smiled, "Derang, I haven't seen you for a long time, why are you free today?" ”

Han Derang was stunned for a moment, smiled bitterly, handed the tea in his hand to the servant girl serving on the side, slowly got up, and bowed to Xiao Siwen, "Lord Xiao, I came here this time to fulfill the promise I once made to you, but I think that before that, I should ask Yan Yan for an answer." ”

Xiao Siwen didn't expect Han Derang to say so directly, but thinking of Xiao Xuan's reaction just now, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and embarrassed, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

"Father, this is Yanyan's own business, let me solve it myself," Xiao Xuan, who had been silent, suddenly got up and said to Han De, "Brother Derang, let's go out and talk." She stepped over the small chair and headed straight out the door.

Han Derang looked at Xiao Siwen. Xiao Siwen only waved his hand to signal him to go, Han Derang nodded, and quickly caught up with Xiao Xuan's steps.

The snow is still drifting, the wind has lessened, the midday sun is warm, and the white snow is reflecting a golden light, so bright that it is impossible to look at it directly.

The courtyard of the Xiao Mansion is no longer as green as in summer, the peony flower field is also covered with heavy snow, and the small swing is covered with snow.

Xiao Sui stood under a bare tree, wearing a light green dress covered with snow, she didn't wear a mink fur, she only felt the cold wind, so she tightened the thin lake blue woven gold robe on her body.

Han Derang had just stepped out of the main hall, and saw Xiao Xuan's petite figure standing under the tree with his back to him not far away, a light smile on his lips, and stepped forward.

"Yanyan." Han Derang stood behind her, raising his hand to brush the snowflakes off her shoulder.

Xiao Xuan didn't look back, "I know everything, Brother Derang." ”

Han Derang was stunned, his hand hung in the air, smiled bitterly, and put his hand down. Han Derang was not surprised that Xiao Sui already knew about his relationship with Xiao Siwending, so he stood outside the door of the main hall and listened to it clearly, he was not the person Xiao Sui liked.

But Han Derang always didn't give up, and he wanted to hear Xiao Xuan say to himself before he would stop.

"Aside from everything else, Yanyan, are you willing to marry me?"

Xiao Xuan turned around and said astringently, "Brother Derang, we are like brothers and sisters." ”

"But after all, it's not a brother or sister, is it?" Han Derang smiled, like a plum blossom blooming in the corner of the cold moon wall in the cold winter, even though he knew that it was bitter cold, he still insisted, "If it has nothing to do with anything else, I want to tell you, Yanyan, I have you in my heart, I want to marry you as a wife, are you willing?" ”

Xiao Xuan frowned and raised his face, "But in my heart, it's not you..."

Word by word, unwavering.

Xiao Xuan's words seemed to drown Han Derang in the turbulent tide, and the more he struggled, the more he couldn't breathe.

Han Derang took his eyes off Xiao Xuan with difficulty, and turned to the withered and decayed, snow-covered peony field, "Zeng Ji was young, you and I were together, childhood sweethearts, how can this situation be safe?" I once taught you to grow peonies and told you the legend of peony flowers, I thought that at that time you were intentional, I had affection, it turned out that I had misunderstood..."Han Derang shook his head frequently and smiled bitterly.

Xiao Sui followed him to look at the peony field, how could she open her mouth to tell Han Derang that the peony was not planted for him, but bloomed for him? Isn't that more hurtful? But this peony not only taught Han Derang to be wrong, but also taught Xiao Xuankong and others to be heartbroken.

"Brother Derang, you and I are just brother and sister, and there is no other feeling," Xiao Xuan replied simply, comfort will make people hopeful, it is better to make him desperate.

Xiao Xuan said slowly, "Don't you think that Sister Zhi'an is the most suitable woman for you?" She is a hundredfold and a thousand times better than me. She has never forgotten her promise to Li Zhi'an, and even more so because in her heart, that's what she thinks.

Han Derang smiled astringently, "You all think like this, Zhi'an is certainly better than you, but Yan Yan is the only one in the world." ”

Xiao Xuan was stunned, the wind and snow hit, and the cold was pressing.

Han Derang said again, "Can you tell me who Yanyan likes, and you can also convince me to lose." ”

Xiao Xuan's frozen little face could still squeeze out a bright smile, "He is the person I fell in love with at first sight," and then lowered his head in some disappointment, "He is on an errand in the palace, he must not be the right person, I know that there may be fate, identity, heh..."

Han Derang completely died, and decades of childhood sweetheart love was defeated by love at first sight, maybe love is like this.

He hugged Xiao Xuan into his arms, his face was thin, and the sharp edges and corners made him more and more lonely and lost. His chin rested on Xiao Xuan's green silk and muttered, "Yanyan, I met you in this life, but I want to miss it, but I don't regret it, I don't regret it..."

Xiao Sui didn't struggle, just quietly let him hold it, and when her frozen hands were about to climb onto Han Derang's thin clothes to soothe him, she changed her mind, her heart was horizontal, and she lowered her hand quietly, "I know that I am destined to miss, and I know that I will bear you, then, you don't have to lose Sister Zhi'an, and you will be sad alone." "There must be no more hope for him.

Han De's eyes darkened, like falling into the abyss, why didn't she leave herself a little hope? He let go of Xiao Xuan, and his fingers inadvertently touched Xiao Xuan's hand, all of which were cold, without a trace of temperature, but now there was no reason to warm her hands, and even the relationship between brother and sister seemed far-fetched.

Han Derang took a few steps back, and Ren Hanfeng messed up his loose hair, looking depressed and lonely.

Xiao Sui is certainly a little distressed by Han Derang, who is like a brother and a friend, but he has to be ruthless no matter what, if he can't give it to him, don't let him worry about it anymore.

"Yanyan, I will never force you, you said that you would wait for your sweetheart, I blessed you, you said that Zhi'an was compatible with me, and I would marry her and respect her as my wife." Xiao Xuan heard Han Derang's sonorous and powerful voice with sadness, and it sounded in his ears with the sound of the wind, and he was moved.

"But my heart is like a rock, if you need me one day, no matter how glorious and powerful, even if it is my insignificant life, what if you give it up? If you want this world, if I can do it, what if I give up my own body..."

On a sunny day, the snow was deep, the snow was heavy, the cold wind was cold, and the arrogant green shirt gradually faded out of Xiao Xuan's sight, and Xiao Xuan's tears also blurred her vision.

This is Han Derang, a humble gentleman who does not fight or grab, always has the beauty of an adult, and does not care about his own body.

If there was no Yeluxian in his life, Han Derang would have been his companion for the rest of his life, perhaps, he would not have any resentment, but in this life, this is not the case.

Destined to meet, destined to miss, afraid that it has already been doomed, and I don't know it.