Seventeen, the flowers are flying and the flowers are falling all over the sky, but no one pities the falling flowers

The courtyard is a little deep.

Walking into the door pavilion, it is like walking through the main hall in a no-man's land, except for the small guy who greeted the door at the beginning, it was really quiet all the way.

Even if it is reported, no one welcomes it, the big house, the oriental goose walks slowly, the feeling of loneliness and coolness is ushered in, and the feeling of not being able to find a home.

As soon as you enter the inner courtyard, the white stone carved lotus top entwined branch railing, the wind blows the antique atmosphere, you can see the white stone pavilion on the opposite bank from a distance, it seems that nothing has changed, and everything seems to be different.

The same is the landscape architecture, the ancient charm, the difference is that the pool is no longer fragrant, the red face of the past can no longer be seen, and the thing is not human.

At this time, it is natural that Dongfang Yan is walking slowly, it is rare to return to Beijing, no matter what, I have to go back to 'home', so as not to be honest, I still remember my cousin's complicated expression when I went out in the morning, "Yan'er, the door of the Meng family can always be open for you, and we will go to see you in two days." "Apparently afraid that she would be bullied.

She smiled and signaled that she didn't have to, if she didn't take it to heart, how could she talk about bullying? Let her bark herself.

Turn around and look, Yao Ge.

At the beginning of everything, he was born from here, and his birth was the death of his biological mother, because his mother died, and he only laughed and did not cry from birth, and the gossip in the court was like snowflakes in the sky, she didn't know.

Killing the birth mother, the reincarnation of the demon star, one is more outrageous than the other.

So what's the matter? How could she Dongfang Yan ever care about the eyes of outsiders?

In fact, I have never been sad, but my heart is more eager to exchange something for a mother's love, but fate makes people.

The cold eyes reflect the shadow of the Yao Pavilion, the two-storey wooden building, the glazed cornices, showing the atmosphere, set thousands of pets in one, only this garden seems to be shrouded by its momentum, become the most eye-catching and most atmospheric pavilion in the Nuoda Garden.

Even the owner of Dongfang Mansion, Dongfang Bai, that is, the Songluo Ju where her father lives, was also photographed by its light, looking plain, it seems that its owner wants to get the status of the master in someone's heart and is willing to surrender, or maybe the owner of Yao Pavilion has also occupied a big corner in the master's heart, no one can compare, so give her the greatest honor?

At least now, there is no way to verify.

However, since Meng Wanrou went, Dongfang Bai used the excuse of guarding the border all the year round and did not return, making the Yao Pavilion in the garden pine and the Yan Yu Pavilion, which should have been extremely warm because of the existence of the master, but at this time it was extremely deserted.

Yaori royal capital, built by the mountains and rivers, up to the Xijiang River to divert the river, the periphery of the Xijiang River around the city, the city gate is then reversed to lead the river to besiege the city, and then divert to the courtyard of each family and become a beautiful scene, the north is adjacent to Huanshan, the foot of the mountain is built again to build a hunting ground, the geography can not be said to be bad.

At this time, the sound of water in the courtyard was murmuring, flowing into thoughts, and then flowing away from the melancholy that could not be remembered, murmuring away.

That deep, Li'er didn't know how to explain it in her eyes, so she could only accompany her silently and couldn't bear to speak.

After a long time, Dongfang Yan bowed deeply in that direction and whispered, "Mother, I'm back."

Li'er bit her lip, and looked at Dongfang Yan with unbearable eyes, obviously her background was still pitiful, but now the sadness accumulated in Dongfang Yan's eyes was even more heartbreaking.

Dongfang Yan is less than five years old, and she has been by her side since birth, and that is not the expression that a five-year-old child can show, but more like a lonely wolf on the top of the mountain and snow let out a silent wail, painful.

Only Dongfang Yan knew that this was not a simple child's heartbreak, but a heartbreak that was doubly painful because he still couldn't get the warmth of family affection in two lives, which was more violent than he expected, and he was at a loss.

Finally, gritting her teeth, Li'er also bowed deeply to Yao Ge, and silently said in her heart: "Madam, Li'er will take care of Miss, don't worry." ’

Dongfang Yan got up, looked at the calm as water expression, looked at the Li'er behind him, raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything, turned around and walked towards the courtyard.

Without someone to guide the way, this home, which has been gone since birth, is like having a map in my heart.

The pace of the Oriental Goose is firm, and the direction is also accurate, as if it has been walking for many years, maybe it is not a midnight dream of returning to the day and day lovesickness?

Suddenly, Dongfang Yan paused, and Li'er stopped in confusion, and was about to speak.

"Sister?" The tone is hesitant, uncertain, and tentative, but there is a mixture of joy in the end.

Dongfang Yan turned around but wondered, the boy behind him was obviously the same age as himself, how could he know that it was his sister, not his sister? After thinking about it, probably there were people in the house who were ranked, and they just didn't know it, so they just gave up.

The sudden sound behind him startled Li'er and almost screamed! Why does this man walk without a sound? looked at the boy in fancy clothes behind him in a daze, and couldn't react.

Dongfang Yan was not surprised at all, as if he had expected someone behind him.

Calmly turned around and looked directly at the boy in front of him who was as old as himself, with long eyebrows and sideburns, a high nose and thin lips, and a childish face that had not yet grown, but there were three points of exquisiteness, seven points of style, the eyes were clear, reflecting his own shadow, and the brilliance was faintly forced to see the amber brilliance in a flash, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The delicate face is not childish, but there is an amazing water of gorgeous hair tied high, with a calm posture and a charming appearance, but there is an indescribable bewitchment.

However, the surprise is only a flash, and it is hidden in the bottom of the eye, and the emotion is not distinguished.

The boy saw that Dongfang Yan was very quiet and did not speak, and at this time, his face showed a complicated expression of crampedness, helplessness, loss, and sadness.

Lowering his head slightly, almost undetectable movements, Dongfang Yan saw it in his eyes, lowered his eyebrows, and bowed slightly, "Yes, I've seen my brother." ”

Li'er was shocked to realize that she was very rude staring straight at others, and hurriedly blessed herself, "I've seen the young master." ”

I don't know how much the boy in front of me ranks in the mansion, so I can only call him the young master.

Don't blame Li'er, Meng Guogong's Mansion originally arranged for Mama to tutor her The law of the big family girl and the situation of the Dongfang family, but just as she was talking about this, the Meng Mansion suddenly sounded the piano, and it happened to be the old grandmother who watched Meng Wanrou from childhood to adulthood in the courtyard, and was almost speechless in surprise when she heard the familiar piano sound, so she could only hide her tears, but when the piano sound dispersed, she forgot what to say, and turned around and left.

Leaving Li'er with a questioning face, but naturally it's no wonder that Mama, it's normal to have a bad memory when she's old......

The boy didn't care about these etiquettes, but at this time, he stepped forward with a look of surprise, then reacted, took a step back, and smiled: "Eh, sister, are you not afraid of me?"

subconsciously touched her hair, but as if she was afraid of frightening her, she took a step back slightly, and the contradictions in her eyes were tangled, as if she was happy and worried.

Dongfang Yan had heard of someone born with gorgeous hair in his previous life, but he had never seen it. But there was no fuss, and there was a little jerky and unobtrusive smile at the moment, which was very appropriate as a girl under the age of five.

"There are some things that we can't decide, and since we come, we have to accept reality, right? Brother. The quiet words seem to have the power to calm people's hearts.

After all, it was a five-year-old child, and he was stunned when he heard this, but he was very happy, "Really? Is that what my sister thinks? ”

The lightness of his tone that could not be concealed, obviously it was not his nature to be calm, but he hid his heart deeply under the mask of calmness, Dongfang Yan could see at a glance that no matter how calm he was, he was just a child.

"Third brother, you have to go quickly, we have to welcome my sister home today!" From afar, the wind came from the other side of the pond, and the voice was delicate and lovely, and there was no problem with the words.

Just looking through the gap in the stone fence, the two people who were about a little taller than the white stone fence, six or seven years old, had a slightly yin and yang tone, and an undisguised mocking smile on their faces.

I vaguely heard the boy's voice, not big or small, but it happened to be true, "Fei'er, didn't you say that you don't talk to freaks less?" The mockery in his tone was even worse.

The two of them talked and laughed with a mocking face, but they were arrogant and domineering, and at this time they slowly walked along the edge of the pool, gradually walking away.