It's June, and the gold and silver vines are blooming.

The flowers are small, and the fragrance is also faint, crumbling and dense, lingering on the tip of the nose.

Smell the wind, the sun should be setting.

Qu Yu'er straightened her arms, raised them in front of her to explore the way, and moved forward in small steps.

Her eyes were covered with a white cloth, which meant that she could no longer see the wind and sand and sunset in the desert, the open and tough Chang'an City, and the face of Ah Chen.

Han Jujun held Qu Yu'er's hand.

"Thank you." Qu Yu'er's voice was as hoarse as ever, but it was still so gentle, with a strange compassionate power.

Han Jujun, who was once iron-blooded on the battlefield and had no fear in the face of thousands of troops, was beaten by this soft thank you and had no power to fight back.

He had just hammered the iron under the tree, and a dense layer of sweat hung on his shoulders and arms, his face was red, his heart was foggy, and his body was filled with a heroic and heroic strength of a male.

But in front of Qu Yu'er, he neither felt that he was tall, nor lacked strength, and had a deep sense of inferiority.

"I'm sorry." He said.

Qu Yu'er smiled and took Han Jujun's hand and walked slowly to the window.

Behind the window, there was a large ring-backed chair with a cool bamboo cushion, which Han Jujun had deliberately placed there and had never moved.

She touched the wooden armrest of the circle chair accurately.

For so many years, she used to sit by the window when she was lonely.

At first, I waited for Daddy, and then I waited for Dust.

Even if they didn't come much, she was willing to sit there and wait.

"I'm not the nice person you think." Qu Yu'er spoke softly.

“…… When I was young, Daddy liked my sister, I wanted him to accompany me more, so I tried to be obedient and obedient, Daddy took pity on me, no matter what I wanted, he would agree. I wanted to pick flowers that day - when I came back, my mother and sister were gone...... When I saw them again, they were lying in coffins. ”

"It's not your fault." Han Jujun said: "The one who is wrong is the one who does evil. The little girl loves flowers and plants, and it is understandable. ”

Qu Yu'er shook her head: "I don't want flowers, I want Daddy to spoil me more." I have a bad heart, and Allah sees that she will punish those who are not pure in heart. ”

She sat by the window, the smoke blowing on her face, and a bright red glow flowed on her face.

It's gorgeous, and there's a kind of sunset depression.

"You are here, do you want me to write a letter to Kaqin?" After a while, Qu Yu'er asked softly.

"Did you hear that?"

Qu Yu'er nodded, and asked again: "If I write a letter to Kaqin, can you give the letter to her directly without showing it to your master?" ”

Han Jujun understood as soon as he heard it: "You don't want her to change you?" ”

Qu Yu'er nodded: "She doesn't want to go back, I know she definitely doesn't want to go back...... Kaqin is a very hard person, but I still did very bad things to her. ”

Han Jujun did not answer.

Qu Yuer said that the "very bad thing" she did to Mu Dianke should be to rob her fiancé and become Jin Yanchen's wife.

However, this "bad thing" that made her feel guilty did not bring her much good.

For this reason, he stayed alone in the barren quicksand known as the "Desert of Death", day after day, sitting alone by the window, waiting for the husband who did not know when he would return.

In the end, there was a price to pay for the loss of both eyes.

“…… They all know that I like Kaqin, listen to her, and play with her. ”

The silence for too long made Qu Yuer's voice even more hoarse: "Actually, I'm a liar. In the beginning, I didn't have to pester Kaqin to play together. I don't know when I found out that as long as I was with her, Ashin would come to me......"

Qu Yu'er's face was covered with a thin layer of pathos.

This is the first time in a few months since Han Jujun brought her out of the desert of death that such strong emotions have been seen on her face.

She loves Jin Yanchen very much. Han Jujun thought in his heart.

“…… Really, what a stupid person. Qu Yu'er sighed softly: "He has a thousand excuses to look for me, but he can't find a single reason to go to Kaqin. A woman like me... There will be no one to love, Ah Chen, he is willing to be with me, willing to let me take care of him, I am very satisfied. He can see Kaqin, I can see him, that's the most complete thing in the world......"

"But Kaqin will be sad." Han Jujun spoke it out for her.

"Yes." Qu Yu'er lowered her head, and her words revealed deep self-reproach: "...... I didn't know she was so sad. ”

That day, she walked in with a sword on her back. I have never seen such a desolate eye, more barren and empty than the vastest desert...... Ah Chen was about to pinch off my hands, he didn't know it himself, he was still laughing, showing it to the people watching the ceremony, showing it to my father.

……

But when I looked into Kaqin's eyes, I knew that she hurt a thousand times, ten thousand times more than me. ”

If Qu Yu'er had eyes, she must be crying by now.

But she had no eyes.

So I could only see the miserable white cloth covered with her eyes, empty and desolate, rendering a bright red glow, like someone's heart's blood.

***

Han Jujun took the letter written by Qu Yuer and went to Mu Cangping.

At this time, Mu Cangping was eating cake with Mu Yueting. Mu Yueting was eating, he scooped honey with a spoonful of spoon, mixed it into the lotus seed soup, added a little ice, slowly mixed well, and drank it when Mu Yueting finished eating the cake and was thirsty.

Mu Cangping has a total of three sons and two daughters, one son and one daughter are not around, and there are three left, he is strict with Mu Zijian and Mu Ziyan, and he only favors this daughter who looks like a deceased wife.

Mu Yueting is nearly ten years old and still has not allowed a kiss, and many people privately speculate that it is because she looks too much like Jin Lianyin.

Mu Cangping cherishes his wife, and his reluctant daughter marries early, and intends to keep her by his side for a few more years.

People who have this kind of speculation have a little bit of unspeakable malice in their hearts. Only those close to them know that Mu Cangping actually doesn't look down on anyone.

There is one who likes it, he wants to marry Mu Yueting to Changjiabao, but the old man doesn't think much of him.

When Mu Yueting was present, Mu Cangping's expression was always warm and pleasant. He raised his hand and took the note handed over by Han Jujun.

A thin piece of paper, with only one line of words. Because she can't see, Qu Yuer's words are very crooked, but it does not prevent others from seeing her deep affection and good intentions through this short line of book.

- Ah Chen, take care of Kaqin.

Mu Cangping laughed silently.

Since ancient times, women have been amorous. In the end, what Qu Yuer couldn't let go of was not her own life, but Jin Yanchen.

She gave Jin Yanchen a step down, the most perfect excuse - whenever he wanted to be good to Mu Dian in the future, he could say that this was his wife's last wish, and he would no longer be ashamed of the dead Jin family - this was a great redemption.

Then he categorically would not let this letter reach Jin Yanchen's hands.

After all, he didn't expect Qu Yu'er to write anything useful. If Mu Dianke's temperament has not changed, then Qu Yuer does not write letters, she may be willing to change people; If it is written, it is difficult to say.

He just wanted Mu Yueting to take a look.

The number of words is small, but only the two words "Ah Chen" are enough for her to recognize reality.

Sure enough, Mu Yueting Mu Yueting saw that line of words, and silently didn't speak for a long time. It's not that it's not sad, it's that there's no position gaffe.

Because of her willfulness, Mu Zijian was imprisoned, and he still doesn't know life and death.

Her feelings for Jin Yanchen, which she never received, were really unimportant compared to her brother's safety and the torture he had endured and was enduring .

It's even a little stupid.

"I can go see her... Qu Yu'er? Mu Cangping has always spoiled her, but Mu Yueting was still a little apprehensive about making such a request.

Mu Cangping smiled dotingly: "If you want to see it, go see it." ”

Young girls will be jealous, they will be curious, and they will die when they see it.

Mu Yueting will know from Qu Yu'er: Over the years, thousands of sails have passed, orioles have cried all over, and Jin Yanchen's heart that has been placed in Mu Dianke has never been taken back.

She couldn't get the man of her heart, not because of her last name.