Qi Suya was stunned.

She knew that he had a male and female affection for her, but she did not delve into the cause of the affection.

Jiang Yanzhou seemed to be trapped in memories and couldn't extricate himself.

"At that time...... I knew you're messing with me, I thought to myself, that girl is really weird. ”

"But the girl's eyes were really clean, clean like I've never seen before."

In the past, women were inferior to men, and men in the world had no dignity or status at all.

The biological mother of the Dafang Jiang family is not very bad, but she has the common problems of women in this world. Preference for women over men.

Jiang Yanzhou has forgotten the appearance of his biological mother, he has a good memory, and even now he can still recall what happened before he was five years old.

And some things, forgotten, not because the time is too long and washed away by the years, but because he took the initiative to give up and abandon it.

He tightened his fingers a little and took her hand into his palm.

"When Nian Chu told me that you were not a girl, my mood at that time was both like an accident and as if I had expected it a long time ago."

He sighed suddenly: "You all think that Nian Chu was the first to find out. But no, I was the first person to find out. ”

He slowly looked into her eyes: "The first time we met, it was in the village, and I still remember that you broke my arm, and I felt very wrong. A person's eyes can't deceive people. ”

"Yaya's eyes are sometimes fierce, sometimes hateful, and sometimes like sad spring and autumn."

"But you're different."

"And most importantly, you're not from here. So you don't have those patriarchal thoughts, you treat everyone equally. ”

And it is this that fascinates him the most, which is the beginning of emotion, and it is also the prerequisite for love - the source of good feelings.

"Yaya, you're not good enough, but you're the gentlest person I've ever met. But I sometimes fear your tenderness. ”

Childhood life is not beautiful, and every family has a difficult scripture.

He actually has a problem, the more he cherishes it, the more he wants to please, but he always can't do it.

It's like when his mother was alive, he was diligent and honest, thinking that he was good enough to change his mother's opinion.

He knew that the man had six sons in a row, but had always wanted a daughter.

The daughter can pass on the lineage, and the daughter can provide for her in old age.

When a woman marries a man, the son will marry off one day and will leave home.

So the son is unreliable, and only the daughter is reliable.

In order to smooth out the bias caused by gender, he tried very hard to prove himself.

But until his mother died, he still couldn't get what he wanted.

Later, when I met Yaya, he was mostly dull, and he himself knew that compared to those brothers in the family, he actually had no sense of existence.

He doesn't take the initiative in character, and he's not good at expressing himself, unlike Bicheng Xiuzhen, who can speak well and be coquettish, nor like the fourth brother Feng's stupid and arrogant almost simple, and not like the fifth brother who is self-conscious, and his melancholy thoughts are all written on his face.

The only warmth in life comes from her.

When the little girl protected him, stood up for him, ran around for their family, and gradually made up for the family that was almost torn apart, gratitude, gratitude, and goodwill gradually changed the taste.

I want to protect her, I want to see her laugh, I don't want her to be sad, I don't want her to be hurt in any way, I want to protect her.

And when these emotions were added together, suddenly one day it was like a flood coming out of the floodgates, completely drowning him.

It was only then that he was as dull as he woke up.

It turns out that that is love.