"Have you ever seen the third lady?"

The maid looked at the gentle An Yuanxi's face couldn't help but blush, and pointed in a direction, "I saw it over there just now." ”

"Thank you."

"No, you're welcome."

Waiting for An Yuanxi to walk away, the girl who was with her raised her hand and shook it in front of her nymphomaniac, pointed her finger at her Huaichun's cheek and smiled: "I'm shy to say two words, my skin is so thin?" ”

"Gee, you don't tease me. Who asked Mr. An to be polite to us subordinates, and to smile so softly, of course, it was heartwarming. The maid held her hot face and smirked, raised her chin at her and said, "If it's you, don't you like it?" ”

"That's right. But... The third lady doesn't seem to be able to eat oil and salt. It's cold to everyone.,It's weird and scary to look at.。 How good-tempered does Mr. An have to be to take care of everything? ”

Now that he has been in the house for almost a year, An Yuanxi has gone from just teaching to taking care of Zhang Qining's diet, reminding him to add or remove clothes, falling asleep on the rattan chair outside, and he will also help cover the sun on the side... One by one, one by one, it really made those of them who have been taking care of Zhang Qining since he was born sigh to themselves.

Master, master, compared to Zhang Qining's biological father, An Yuanxi was more nervous about Zhang Qining.

"Actually, he's just a teacher, so he doesn't need to care so much. Miss Bisan is in the midst of blessings and doesn't know the blessings, really..."

"Shhhh Chewing the root of the master's tongue, do you still want to do it? Hurry up, get to work. ”

Inseparable, meticulous. In fact, only An Yuanxi knew in his heart that he was careful about what Zhang Qining did, for fear of revealing some horses and revealing those emotions that he shouldn't have.

Since she was inadvertently exposed in front of Zhang Qining once, she kept a distance from herself, and sometimes he didn't notice the touch and approach, and the child was extremely sensitive to avoid it. He thought that perhaps the young lady had noticed his ill intentions earlier.

At this time, he was even a little glad that Zhang Qining was isolated from the world and did not interact with people, so that he would be the closest person to her at any time. In a few years, when she grows up, everything will be back to normal. Until then, he just had to hold on to her.

An Yuanxi lowered his eyes and shook his head, and laughed at himself silently. Since when has he become so obsessed? After stepping into the quagmire, I didn't even want to struggle, and from the beginning I looked forward to sinking into it like this, and then sinking deeper and deeper.

He walked in the direction the maid said, and finally saw Zhang Qining.

The girl holds a temari ball woven with a cherry blossom pattern and sits on a gently rocking swing with her feet dangling. An Yuanxi wanted to call her, or just watch from a distance for a while before going over. He had intended to be like this, but now he had no other thoughts than to freeze in place, and his eyes were suddenly icy and snowy.

Zhang Qining has no personal maid, she has never left the house since she was born, and there are only a few places she goes to every day. There is no personal maid, and she doesn't want it either, so she usually stays alone. Sitting on the swing, she touched the ground with her toes and pushed the swing herself. Basking in the warm sun, she held the ball in a soft voice, humming a song without a name, as if she was humming casually.

The song has no beginning or end, but the tune is pleasant and light, and when you listen to it, you can know that the humming person is in a good mood, like a deer walking in the woods, jumping and fluttering butterflies. Zhang Qining looked at the ball, the corners of his mouth hooked up a cute arc from time to time, and even his eyes flashed with a pure smile.

An Yuanxi had never seen Zhang Qining like this, and he had never seen Zhang Qining smile for so long since he came to Zhangfu. Even if it was a family member, he had never seen her get close to anyone.

The young lady didn't care about anything, and over time even the joys and sorrows faded. What is it, or what is it that makes her so happy?

An Yuanxi frowned, because he knew that it could never be him.

A long-cherished treasure was coveted and taken away from him with anger and jealousy. All the while, he split himself into two, while reminding himself that the third lady was just a child, and he had to wait a little longer; On the one hand, the sick mind of betrayal grew like a weed, destroying him again and again. Now Zhang Qining's laughter is like cutting the last string of his taut humanity.

He forgot that Zhang Qining was very beautiful in his own right, and he may be the first person willing to accept her, but by no means the last. He didn't want to share her with anyone, especially now that she didn't have himself in her eyes, once she left... Definitely won't be coming back.

An Yuanxi didn't go over after all, but when he talked to his subordinates later, he let the other party unintentionally say: "Ah, it's the old man who played with the third lady for a while." ”

"Master Zhang? Speaking of which, I haven't seen him in a long time, and he's been getting better lately? ”

Miss's father... Isn't it despicable that you can approach when you want just because of blood? An Yuanxi thought so in his heart, and his eyes instantly chilled in a place that others couldn't see.

"Seeing that he was in good spirits when he was playing with Miss San, he should be better. Alas... If only Madame were still around. "That person has been working in the Zhang family for some years, and Zhang Shihua and Zhang Tingyu, the two sisters and brothers, all watched him fall to the ground, so he couldn't help but say a few more words." What is the saying? Feeling... Deep love... Uh..."

"Wisdom will hurt, and love will not live." An Yuanxi's gentle voice said lightly.

The man clapped his hands, "Yes, I don't have a long life." The master has sons and daughters, and there is such a big business, and the eldest lady and the second young master are angry. Everyone said that the eldest lady could manage the house in an orderly manner at a young age, no worse than when her wife was alive. If you can see a little better, there will be a lot of good days in the future. Mr. A: You said yes, right? ”

"Well, Master Zhang is indeed a blessed man."

However, no one thought that such a blessed person would commit suicide.

In the next few days, Zhang Qining kept the ball in his hand, and he really loved it. That day, Zhang Qining packed up, took the handball ball from the bedside with great pity, and walked out of the room in his arms.

I met An Yuanxi who was walking towards here.

"Miss, where are you going?" He asked, leaning over and smiling.

Zhang Qining couldn't help but smile while holding the ball, and he asked again: "Miss used to like to play with balls, how about that gentleman play with you for a while?" ”

Zhang Qining shook his head and trotted away around him. An Yuanxi stiffly withdrew his outstretched hand, got up and followed from a distance.

Sure enough, I saw her coming to find her father, but where did all the people in and out of Master Zhang's house go today? Why is there no one to see? Something seems wrong.

He raised his feet and walked in, and when he was about to reach Zhang's father's bedroom, he heard a crisp and dull sound that landed on the ground—the sound of a bell in a juju ball. The voice struck him like a blow to his heart, and he was stunned, and when he saw the door ajar, he went over to take a look.

Who knew that he saw Master Zhang wipe his neck with a long sword in front of the third young lady, and the blood in his neck was splashed all the way to Zhang Qining's skirt, and the seven-year-old child was pale and a little helpless standing there.

A trace of astonishment flashed in Father Zhang's eyes when he saw Zhang Qining, blood gushed from his neck, and he raised his hand to press it, struggling to say something to her. The ball rolled to the ground, stained with blood, and rolled desolate into a corner. Father Zhang's eyes began to be a little sluggish, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he caught a glimpse of An Yuanxi outside the door.

I saw An Yuanxi come in and rush to Zhang Qining's side, ignoring Zhang's father, seeing her pale face, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and at the same time there was a trace of evil luck. The bright red color and the pain of Father Zhang brought him an indescribable pleasure and pleasure.

"Miss, miss?"

"Doctor, doctor... Doctor! Hmm——! ”

Zhang Qining quickly reacted and wanted to find a doctor to save people! But as soon as he turned around and wanted to go out to call someone, he was covered by An Yuanxiqiang, pulled into his arms, imprisoned by the power of an adult man, and forced to turn his back to Father Zhang.

"You... Ahem, An Yuanxi... What are you doing! Let go of my daughter - ahem, ahem! ”

"Shhh This is a good opportunity to cut off Miss and outsiders, no one will believe her, no one will like her, except him! No matter what, she will be the only person she can rely on!

"Miss, good, good... Your father misses your mother very much, and he committed suicide in the first place. Don't look for a doctor, let him go to your mother, okay? ”

"Hmm——!!" Zhang Qining shook his head desperately in his arms, and cried unconsciously. He's going to die, he's going to die!

"It's okay miss, it's okay." An Yuanxi never let go, covering her mouth with one hand and picking her up with the other.

"You don't want it." He moved his lips silently at Father Zhang, and quickly left here.

Father Zhang wanted to get up to stop him, but he didn't have the strength at all, and just got up and fell to the ground again. "Someone... Come on, people... Ahem—"

is also a man, of course he understands what kind of eyes An Yuanxi has, he has always had that kind of mind for Qi Ning! No, he can't die yet, Qi Ning, Qi Ning-

Zhang Tingyu happened to pass by here, and saw An Yuanxi holding his sister from a distance, what else did he think? It seemed to be the direction of his father's bedroom, and suddenly he heard a scream from his father's side! He immediately ran over.

The rough mother-in-law who was in charge of pulping and washing came to collect the clothes with her clothes, but she didn't want the door to be ajar, and shouted "Master" after entering, she was so frightened that she screamed out directly.

"Daddy!" When Zhang Tingyu arrived, his eyes were full of scarlet on the ground, and he rushed forward. "Daddy!" He turned to his mother-in-law and said, "What are you still doing?" Call someone now! Call the doctor, quick! ”

"Yes, yes, yes." The old woman stumbled out and ran away, and met someone who heard the movement and rushed to her.

"Daddy... Daddy, daddy, don't scare me, daddy! ”

Father Zhang pressed Zhang Tingyu's wrist with difficulty, "Qi Ning Qi Ning... Go find your sister. An Yuanxi... Can't stay! ”

"Daddy... What do you mean? ”

"I really miss you... I'm sorry... Tingyu. ”

… Suicide.

Zhang Tingyu was stunned, "Dad, why are you!" ”

"Go find your sister - go! Don't forget, An Yuanxi can't stay, he's kind to your sister, he-"

"Daddy!"

Zhang Shihua hurriedly rushed over when he heard the movement, and Father Zhang took his last breath and said, "... Go find Qi Ning, go quickly! ”

"Sister, Dad, I'll leave this to you. I'll go find Qi Ning. ”

Father Zhang held Zhang Shihua's hand, and still remembered in his mouth, "Qi Ning, Qi Ning..."

Zhang Qining was forcibly carried back to the room by An Yuanxi, An Yuanxi closed the door and clamped her slender hands, and held the person in his arms.

"Let go of me! Let go! Zhang Qining had already cried all the way into a tearful person, and when he returned to the room, he struggled more and more violently, but the more he struggled, the more prominent the sense of powerlessness in strength became.

An Yuanxi was afraid that her cry would attract someone, so she clamped the person to death in her arms with her cross arm and reached out to cover her mouth. He buried his head in her neck, the girl's crying and struggling, the feeling of holding her in his hands... There seems to be some impulse in my body that has been ignited. The sound of breathing in his ears continued to worsen, and he was panting with inhibition and forbearance, Zhang Qining wanted to avoid it in disgust, but he was confined and unable to move.

"Miss, I don't want to hurt you, but I can't help myself... Be nice, okay? ”

"Hmm——!"

Zhang Tingyu came over with the secret whistle beside him, and when he heard this sentence outside the door, he was stunned suddenly, and then he realized what his father meant, and his heart was angry, and he directly raised his foot and kicked the door open. Seeing his sister crying helplessly into a tearful person, she was forcibly covered by An Yuanxi's well-dressed beast and clasped in her arms to break free, and An Yuanxi's appearance when she heard the sound and raised her head was clearly moved by Qi Ning.

"Brute!"

Zhang Tingyu went up and tore him away, kicked him over, kicked him in the stomach first, and punched him in the face with punch after punch.

"Call me! Hit hard! ”

He got up and took Qi Ning into his arms to comfort him, and said to the two dark whistles behind him, the piercing ruthlessness made people tremble.

"Drag it outside and fight! Kill me! ”

An Yuanxi is a scholar, Zhang Qining can't break free with a girl, and two well-trained secret sentinels are not. The strength and position of each blow are very particular, which is guaranteed to make him feel pain.

"It's okay, it's okay, Anin. Brother is here, don't be afraid, it's okay. Zhang Tingyu coaxed his sister who was crying in his arms, this was the first time he saw Qi Ning showing such obvious emotions, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

Suddenly, the crying stopped, and the body in his arms was spread out in his arms.

"Aning? Anin! Seeing that Zhang Qining fainted without warning, Zhang Tingyu was taken aback, seeing that her face was abnormally flushed, and she raised her hand to touch his forehead, which turned out to be hot.

"Call the doctor, call the doctor! Just go! Anin? Anin? ”

Hearing that something had happened to Zhang Qining, An Yuanxi, who had been half-fainted, moved his fingers, lay on the ground and muttered, "... Small... Miss..."

Zhang Tingyu picked up his sister and put her on the bed, and An Yuanxi prostrate at his feet and stretched out his hand as if to reach her.

"Miss... Miss... I was wrong, I'm sorry... I..."

"Get the fuck out of here!" Zhang Tingyu roared and kicked the person aside.

Zhang Shihua rushed over to see Zhang Qining on the bed, and reached out to touch the hot brows on her face twisted into a deep groove.

"Sister, dad, he..."

Seeing Zhang Shihua shaking his head, Zhang Tingyu's heart sank.

So much blood on the ground... He actually knew that his father was worried about Qi Ning, so he held on to his breath.

The people in the courtyard said that the master let everyone go out early this morning, and wanted to clean himself for a while, and he had already moved his heart. But I didn't expect Qi Ning to go over, and I saw it.

"Miss, what should you do with this person?"

Zhang Tingyu: "Deal with a fart!" Pull it out and feed the dogs! ”

The Zhang family treats him well, and he dares to miss his sister. What has a wolf's heart and a dog's lungs, it's not a pity to die!

"What are you doing in a daze? Throw him into the woods outside the city! ”

Zhang Shihua glanced at An Yuanxi on the ground, and saw that he didn't even have a trace of fear, just looked at Zhang Qining on the bed. "A-Ning won't forgive you, you didn't have the need to appear in front of her." She waved her hand and asked them to take it down to do so, and only said this one sentence. Whether she lives or dies has nothing to do with her.

An Yuanxi kept looking in the direction of Zhang Qining until he was completely dragged out of the yard, and after going out, he was like being drained, and let the secret whistle fiddle.

*

Zhang Qining was in a coma with a high fever for several days, and only slowly woke up after Zhang's father's burial. But when she woke up, she hugged herself and shrunk in the corner of the bed without saying a word, and whoever looked at her was the same. I couldn't eat, so Zhang Shihua and Zhang Tingyu fed me a little soup.

"The next person said that my father saw A-Ning alone before, so he played ball with her for a while." Zhang Tingyu paused, "I found it in my father's room." ”

"Found what?"

"Ball. They said... A-Ning brought it to his father that day. ”

Zhang Shihua: "... What about balls? ”

"It's bloody, it's useless. asked Qi Ning, and she said..."

"That's not my stuff, I don't have any balls. Never..."