He Yuwen suddenly felt a little distressed, he looked at her righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, knowing that she just didn't show her face, and his heart was probably already collapsed, like a river bursting.

"The situation is like this now, the people of the Gu family are powerful and powerful, and it is like a difficult thing to get justice." He Yuwen sighed and said helplessly.

"I understand, you don't have to worry about this, I can think of it." Mo shook her head, a crystal teardrop slipped down from the corner of her eye, she suddenly turned her head again, looked at him intently, and continued: "What I said is that if you don't pursue it now, it doesn't mean that this matter is over, this is just a real beginning, if you want to blame this Gu family, it is really too deceitful." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao said solemnly, there was a cold air hidden in her faint words, and he saw her heartache from her cold gaze.

Time flies by in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, another few months have passed, and it is a spring season of the new year.

The flowers of a tree are blooming all over the mountain, the new willows are green, the warblers are singing and dancing, Bizhou has taken on a new look, the streets are still full of traffic and people, people have changed into spring clothes, and the streets and alleys can see the snow-white pear blossoms and the red peach blossoms.

On the wharf of Bizhou, the crowds are crowded one after another, the sails of the fish belly are coming and going on the calm river, the green water is rippling with clear waves, the clear water reflects the clear shadows of red men and green women, and the ancient attics built by the river.

The clouds are light, the wind is light, the sun is shining, the grass grows, the warbler flies, the warbler sings and dances.

He Yuwen came to the dock early in the morning, he was tall, dressed in black, steady and mature, holding a few bunches of newly blooming peach blossoms in his hands, waiting on the shore of the pier with anticipation.

The breeze is gentle, and the colorful colors are reflected on the lenses of his clear glasses, and the green water is long, and the people around him come and go, his eyebrows are as clear as the moon, and his brown eyes are full of anticipation and joy.

Mo Xiaoxiao went home with Yang Zhe for the New Year a month or two ago, among them there was an endless exchange of letters, lovesickness sent to the brocade book, even if they did not see each other for many days, it was still strong, they made an appointment in the letter, today she will return to Bizhou, he carefully cleaned up, and bought a few dazzling peach blossoms, anxiously waiting at the dock.

I don't know how long I waited, but the passenger ships coming and going made the hope in his heart ignite again and again, and fell again and again.

Finally approaching noon, He Yuwen saw Mo Xiaoxiao in his heart, in the vast sea of people, he saw her at a glance, she is like a different star, even in the vast sea of people, she is also shining, so that all kinds of people around her will not be reduced to a blank, only she is shining.

He Yuwen beckoned to her, and finally showed a little smile on his calm face, smiling like a spring breeze, smiling so that his eyebrows and eyes were crooked.

Mo Xiaoxiao was wearing a light green dress, as if she was wearing green mountains and green waters, with a bright smile, her long black hair draped over her shoulders, standing on the bow of the boat, with a smile on her face.

"Tone of voice." As soon as the boat docked, Mo Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to trot towards him, she was like an elf deer from the depths of the forest, with fluttering green clothes, white skin like snow, and two big bright eyes, looking at herself intently.

"Slow down." He Yuwen took the box in her hand with one hand and said with a doting face.

"It's so beautiful, did you buy it for me?" Mo Xiaoxiao took the bouquets of peach blossoms delivered by He Yuwen with both hands, her eyes were full of tenderness, and she said ecstatically.

"Hmm." He Yuwen nodded, he looked at her with a smile, I don't know why, as soon as he saw her, the long and lonely wait before was touched by her in an instant, making him feel that the long wait was worth it.

Those bunches of exquisite and bright peach blossoms, tied into a small bunch with pink silk threads, tied with beautiful bows, were very light and beautiful in their hands, so that Mo Xiaoxiao's girlish heart fell all of a sudden, indulging in that little pink surprise.

"Young Master He, long time no see."

Only then did He Yuwen notice Yang Zhe who was walking slowly from the deck, his eyebrows were like stars, and he was upright. He was wearing a very well-ironed light gray suit with a smile on his face.

"Well, Young Master Yang." He Yuwen nodded and smiled politely at him.

Yang Zhe smiled, then looked at Mo Xiaoxiao, and said teasingly: "Xiaoxiao, you just ran so fast, I thought something was wrong, it turned out that I saw Young Master He, you are a big girl, you are so active and enthusiastic, are you ashamed?" ”

"What's the matter, that's what I am." Mo Xiaoxiao was not to be outdone, and responded confidently.

"Hahaha, it's really a big girl!" Yang Zhe laughed softly, looked at Mo Xiaoxiao, who was shy, and looked at He Yuwen, who was also smiling.

The three of them talked and laughed, and walked towards the crowd, Yang Zhe didn't forget to tease He Yuwen: "Young Master He, don't you know that my sister, who is at home all day long, can annoy me to death!" ”

He Yuwen just smiled softly, didn't say anything, and glanced at Mo Xiaoxiao from time to time.

Mo Xiaoxiao's face was embarrassed and blushing, and she hurriedly interrupted: "What are you talking about, brother, if you want to talk nonsense again, I can go home and tell Wan'er's sister-in-law, and call you poor!" ”

After a while, he walked to the big mansion where Yang Zhe's company lived at the dock.

Pushing open the door, the three of them walked in together, the sun was shining and the breeze was gentle, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Yang Zhe went back to the warehouse to count the goods from the previous year, and Mo Xiaoxiao went back to the room with He Yuwen to put the luggage.

Open the door of the room, there is still a faint fragrance in the room, Yang Zhe has arranged for someone to clean it before he comes, so the room is quite clean, the objects, tables, chairs, cabinets, dressers, etc. are all spotless, cleaned, as soon as Mo Xiaoxiao entered the door, he opened the window in the house to let the room breathe.

"The weather is so nice, I haven't been back for a long time." Mo Xiaoxiao stood in front of the window, with her hands propped up in front of the window, and said casually, looking in a good mood.

He Yuwen put the suitcase for her, and then stood by the window, she was looking at the scenery outside the window, and he was looking at her.

Because he lives on the side of the courtyard, as long as Mo Xiaoxiao opens the window, he can see everything in the yard, the green moss on the muddy wall, the pear blossoms blooming at the foot of the courtyard, the pink magnolia falling all over the ground, the warm sunlight sprinkled on the ground, and the air is also full of fresh and good aroma.

He Yuwen stood behind her, and saw her long hair like a waterfall, quietly hanging down at her waist, a pale green dress lining her bumpy body, white wrists exposed at the cuffs, and a pale bracelet on her wrist, setting off her fair skin.

It's like a flower blooming in spring, full of vitality, which makes He Yuwen fascinated at once.

"Xiaoxiao, I want to tell you something." He Yuwen said lightly towards her back.

"Oh?" Mo Xiaoxiao slowly turned her head, looked at him and smiled: "What's the matter?" ”

"Let's get married, stay together forever, and I'll marry you." He Yuwen's face was slightly red, these words had been lingering in his heart for a long time, and he finally mustered up the courage to dare to tell her.

Mo Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, looking at him at a loss, obviously a little flattered by his sudden confession.

"Xiaoxiao, you don't know how much I miss you these days, how much I want to see you, I can't live without you, you are my life." He Yuwen blushed and said sincerely, looking nervous and excited.

Seeing that Mo Xiaoxiao was still stunned, there was no trace of wavering in her expression, nor a trace of excitement, it could be seen that she was surprised, but she didn't seem to be moved. This made He Yuwen at a loss for a moment, hesitating in place, slightly lost.

Suddenly, He Yuwen stepped forward, gently took her over, and hugged her tightly in his arms, almost using up all his strength, as if she was a gust of wind that could be blown away at any time, making him extremely insecure, he was so afraid of losing her, his body trembled slightly, because of fear and nervousness, he was so nervous that he couldn't speak, just silently hugged her.

His chin rested on the top of Mo Xiaoxiao's head, Mo Xiaoxiao's head rested on his shoulder, and her heart was not turbulent, but she knew that she couldn't agree to his marriage proposal now, and she still had a lot to do.

"Xiaoxiao, can you promise me to stay by my side forever, be my wife, and let me protect you and cherish you well?" He Yuwen's voice trembled, he felt that she was like a wisp of a clear dream, which could be turned into nothing at any time, so he couldn't wait to keep her by his side.

The short parting made the two fiery hearts stronger and stronger, and those lingering lovesickness and endless waiting turned into a lingering and passionate kiss at this moment.

He Yuwen hugged her slender waist tightly with one hand, held her chin with the other, kissed her affectionately, the indifferent wind blew in her ears, and her warm breath flowed wantonly in her nose, Mo Xiaoxiao also gently catered to his enthusiasm.

"Xiaoxiao, let's be together forever, okay if you agree to my proposal?" After a while, He Yuwen let go of her chin again and asked softly and longingly.

Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes looked intently, she hesitated, her eyes dodged, and she seemed to be waiting for something tangled.

"Xiaoxiao, it must be that I was too hasty and didn't give you a grand marriage proposal, because when I saw you, I couldn't help the excitement in my heart, so I proposed to you in such a hurry, if you think it's too sloppy, then I'll buy you a ring tomorrow, not this afternoon, and then propose to you, okay?" He Yuwen squeezed her shoulders and couldn't wait to speak.

"No, it's not like that, it's not like that!" Mo Xiaoxiao pushed him away suddenly, shook his head, and looked melancholy: "Yu Wen, I'm sorry, I can't agree yet, please forgive me, I still have a lot of things to do, I can't marry you yet, but I still love you, just as you love me!" ”