After Wei Shaoguang finished the hot meal, Xia Houming came back with a small child.

The child was dressed in tattered clothes, his hair was disheveled, and he looked like a standard little beggar.

Wei Shaoguang frowned habitually, she looked at the little child, but she was thinking about something else.

Such a small child, the people of Li Zhengyuan took the letter so casually, and quickly sent it to the barge garden, should they be said to be kind and simple? Or is it stupid and brainless, or is it ...... It's intentional.

And what did the person who sent the letter think? Give the letter to such a little beggar of unknown origin, what if the other party receives the money but slips away? Or was this little beggar unable to deliver the letter to Rishoen at all, and was stopped at the gate?

In short, this matter seems strange at every turn.

Wei Shaoguang was very concerned about the content of the letter, in fact, she always had a fluke in her heart, and she didn't want to believe that it was true.

After He Yongzhi talked to her for such a long time, she had already calmed down, and once she calmed down, she would feel more and more strange.

Who is the messenger? How did he know that he would care about Xuan Qingyi?

In other words, this person knows her origins very well and is familiar with Qingxia Mountain. Otherwise, such a letter would never have been delivered.

So, who could this be?

Wei Shaoguang's heart had already flashed too many thoughts, and he had roughly already had a thought, but he was reluctant to be sure.

That person, after all, is detached from the red dust and has a lot to do with himself.

Unconsciously curled up her fingers, Wei Shao's face was gentle, and she opened her mouth to ask the little beggar who was trembling.

"Don't be afraid, I just want to ask you some questions, and I'll give you something to eat later."

The little beggar heard the last sentence and looked at Wei Shaoguang with bright eyes.

Wei Shaoguang smiled softly at him, and then instructed Que'er, "Que'er, go get some snacks." ”

Que'er obediently counted a plate of snacks, Wei Shaoguang took it and put it in the little boy's hand, "These are all yours, you can take them away if you can't eat them, you can keep them for yourself, or share them with others." ”

The little boy timidly took a plate of dim sum, and he was not in a hurry to eat it, so he held it and stared at it seriously.

Wei Shaoguang turned his head sideways and said to Que'er, "Que'er, you brought some oiled paper and wrapped the snacks." ”

The finch said "yes", bowed and retreated out of the flower hall, and after a while, brought back the oiled paper.

Wei Shaoguang also handed the paper to the little boy, and spoke to him softly, which could be called coaxing, "This is paper, you can use it to wrap all the snacks." ”

Finally, the little boy took the oiled paper and held it all in the palm of his hand.

Wei Shaoguang patted the little boy's shoulder lovingly, "Don't be afraid, I'm really just asking a little question." ”

As she spoke, she took out the letter from her bosom, squatted on the ground and looked at the little boy, and asked softly, "Look at this letter, who handed you this letter during the day and asked you to send it here?" ”

The little boy stared at the letter in Wei Shaoguang's hand for a while, and Fang cautiously opened his mouth, "It was given to me by a bald-headed monk at the end of the street." ”

"Is the bald monk wearing a nearly transparent tunic embroidered with white threads that distinguish horizontally and vertically?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Okay, I see, thank you." Wei Shaoguang raised his head and looked at Xiahou Ming, "Xiahou Ming, you take him to eat a little, and then ...... Forget it, you go, Xiahou Ming, you stay, I still have a little thing for you to do. ”

"Yes, Childe." The two said in unison.

Que'er came over and took the little boy to the kitchen to eat, and Xia Houming waited quietly.

Wei Shaoguang was still squatting on the ground, she seemed to have lost the will to stand up, and thought for a while before speaking, "Xiahou Ming, I'm sorry for you to go out for another run, go and bring Ji Tao to me, let him go and see the little beggar just now, I'm not very relieved." ”

"Okay."

Xiahou Ming didn't say anything, turned around and walked out of the flower hall, jumped up on the branches, and took a shortcut to find Ji Tao.

The space in the flower hall is still very large, although all the places in this Lizheng Garden are small and exquisite, and they look too beautiful everywhere, but at this moment, Wei Shaoguang squatted on the ground, looking at the tables and chairs around him, he just felt empty and cold.

Under his feet was a carpet with large red peony flowers, soft, Wei Shaoguang simply sat on the carpet, leaned back, and the back of his head touched the table leg.

It doesn't hurt, it's just pretty awkward.

Wei Shaoguang could see the gauze lamp overhead, as well as the large black beam, and the roof beams were lined with tiles, but unfortunately from this angle, he could only see a slippery back, and the wood looked quite strong.

In this way, after looking aimlessly for a while, the melancholy finally invaded, and he didn't mean to let her go at all.

It was like a slide in front of her, too many images flashed quickly, and her mind was full of all kinds of voices, representing her very rich past.

Wei Shaoguang sneered silently and said into the air, "Lotus Mirror." ”

"You bald donkey! What the hell do you think? ”

"You see, they are all hiding from me, not letting me know, you bald donkey, you have to block me, don't you?"

"I have to pick at this time, even if I want to destroy the world in anger, I don't know where to start, you are so smart!"

…… A long sigh.

"Big Brother ......"

Wei Shaoguang's voice was uncontrollably crying, tears rolling in his eyes, and he couldn't think of a way to fall.

"You lied to me! You said you would wait in Shengjing, waiting for me to find you. ”

"How can you ......?"

"How did you miss the appointment so easily?"

After all, I cried.

When you look up at your face, tears will slide down your sideburns and fall to your ears, and the coolness will creep into your mind, trying to seal some bad memories.

Wei Shaoguang stretched out his hand to grab something, but only a handful of air passed through his palm, so the palm of his hand crossed an arc in the air and landed on his cheek.

Holding his face with both hands, he covered the fake face that had been used with disfiguring drugs.

On this face, only the tears are real.

Most of the words she said and the expressions she showed were fake.

deceived so many people, but he couldn't deceive his own heart.

I want to go back, I want to stay in Qingxia Mountain all the time, and I want my senior brother to be able to speak to himself gently.

Master, I really regret it.

Outside the house, the night sky was hung with a crescent moon, and two stars were decorated in the distance, ruthlessly sprinkling the cold light on the earth, so that everything was covered with a thin veil that could easily arouse people's thoughts.

Under the eastern sky, a black figure flashed, quickly and directly, over the wall of Li Zhengyuan, and gently landed under the corridor, the black shadow separated, it was two people.

Xiahou Ming carried Ji Tao and approached the flower hall.

The door was still the same as when he walked out, and the dim light in the room made people feel a little depressed.

With a grimace, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Bang! Bang! ”

After a while, he heard a voice coming from inside.

"Come in."

turned his head, grabbed Ji Tao, who was looking around, and walked into the flower hall together.