Chapter 1: Cold Rain Like a Knife

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The torrential rain poured, the yellow river lost its outline in the white mist, and the weeping willows on the river embankment were skewed and slanted by the huge force, and the tender green that had just been drawn out for a short time was almost scattered and torn.

There was not a single pedestrian in front of or behind, and Ji Erlan dragged her thin body through the crackling torrential rain, and the dirty and sticky mud wrapped around the embroidered shoes made her steps even heavier.

She walked to the official road not far from the river, looked down at her shoes, and then wiped the sludge off with a blank face, ignoring the pain of the rain on her cheeks, and walked in the direction of the city without hesitation.

The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, accompanied by the sound of pearls and jades colliding under the eaves, Ji Erlan clearly heard a voice coming from behind: "Childe, there is a little girl alone in front, is it ...... such a heavy rain?"

"Don't meddle with things."

The man's voice was clear and powerful, with a bit of low magnetism, like a slight tremor after the collision of gold and jade. Such a nice voice, the words spoken, but not close to the slightest person.

Ji Erlan didn't seem to hear it, didn't raise his eyelids, and walked forward by himself. When the carriage carved with gold lacquer passed by her, the people in the carriage seemed surprised that she did not beg and plead, and lifted the curtain of the dark purple pattern of Shu brocade to look at her.

Ji Erlan naturally looked back at the past, and that appearance made it clear that he didn't want to ask them for help at all.

The man's handsome face flashed with surprise. The person in front of him didn't even have a trace of expression, but he just felt that she was sneering, and in that look, there was clearly an extremely cold flame beating.

"Stop."

He gave a command, and after he finished speaking, he felt funny, when did he learn to be kind to others? He looked at the other party again, and Ji Erlan had already turned his head and continued on his way. He frowned and lowered, and couldn't help laughing at himself in his heart: It's just an ordinary girl of eleven or twelve years old, where did he get that inexplicable look, is he used to seeing the government and the opposition rolling, and some plants and trees are all soldiers?

The attendant who was driving the car was obviously a close subordinate of the man, and he asked, "Do you want this girl to get in the car and go with you?" ”

Since he had already spoken, how could he go back on his word, so he nodded.

The attendant was still drenched and half drenched under the eaves of the car, still wearing a coat. He tightened the reins to control the speed of the carriage, and asked Ji Erlan slightly, "This girl, but you want to enter the city?" My son-in-law would like to give the girl a ride. ”

Ji Erlan stepped on the muddy water under her feet, her early spring jacket and skirt were all soaked, and her thin and thin body looked more and more delicate and pitiful, she raised her head, her petal-like cheeks were full of rain, but her expression was light, and she was not embarrassed by the rainstorm at all. Beneath the wet forehead, a pair of eyes were bright and almost glowing, like jewels washed by the rain, which made the guards stunned.

"No need." Ji Erlan left this sentence, almost without a pause, and continued to move forward.

One master and one servant are stunned. The face of the man in the car suddenly turned dark, as if he had been beaten upside down after the previous indifference made the other party see through it, and he was extremely uncomfortable. The attendant was stunned for an embarrassed moment, saw that Ji Erlan was really gone, and hurriedly played a round for his master and said: "This little girl is afraid that she is wary and refuses to have too much contact with people. Luckily, it's not far from here to the city......"

The man snorted almost inaudibly, and said, "Let's go." ”

Ji Erlan watched the carriage pass by him, wiped a handful of rain from his face, and raised the corners of his mouth upward, his eyes full of excitement. There are only four words in her heart: I'm back!

I didn't expect her to really come back one day. As long as you can come back, everything can be discussed in the long run! Those painful memories, those regrets that cannot be relieved, will be changed. Ji Erlan only felt that countless strength had suddenly accumulated on his feet, and the vague road ahead in the heavy rain didn't seem so annoying.

The inside of the city is the same as the outside of the city, and in such weather, not even a ghost can be touched. Ji Erlan calmly walked to the door of the Ji Mansion, the sparkling vermilion gate soaked by the rain was tightly closed, and it was calm, as if no one had noticed that she was missing. That's right, A-Niang should still be being lectured in her grandmother's house, and who will come to see her?

She walked around to the outside of the wall of the west courtyard and lifted her breath, but her whole body no longer had much strength.

But it doesn't matter, her moves and skills are still there, they are something that has been deeply rooted in her bones. She lifted her foot and kicked it up the tree, twisting and leaping to the top of the wall.

At this time, she was a little nervous in her excitement, avoided a few servants, quietly entered the house, looked around, and looked at the strange and familiar boudoir, a table and a chair overlapped with the bits and pieces in the depths of her memory. She smiled, barely hiding the glint in her eyes.

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