Liufu.

Winter in the north always makes people feel particularly monotonous and long, and after the cold, the air is more and more intense and filled with the sweet smell of the New Year.

Zhao Sanjian did not return to his hometown, in order to catch up with the work, he and Zhao Xiaoshuang moved into Liufu many years ago.

At dusk, Zhao Xiaoshuang was in a daze in the courtyard, the willow mansion was very large, and some places on the original wall of lime had fallen off, one gray and one white, which looked mottled and dazzling. All kinds of plants are dotted among them, rockeries, pavilions, and pools are scattered, and the less traditional northern courtyard blends into the delicate and exquisite style of the southern garden.

It's just that because it is winter, the water in the pond in the courtyard has been drained, and the two toon trees by the pond have lost their leaves, and the bare branches are stubbornly standing up in the cold north wind, pointing straight to the gray sky.

Without greenery and moisture, this courtyard has become a stone and cement decoration without aura.

Zhao Xiaoshuang doesn't like the winter in the north, there is no spring rain of apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, only the wind, whining and dusty, scraping on the body, piercing pain, blowing on the trees, not even a leaf, blowing upset.

For Zhao Xiaoshuang, this winter has become a synonym for loneliness, and his life is just like this winter, bleak and boring. The wind blew the sand and blew his eyes, he rubbed his eyes, and looked up, the wind seemed to be a little lighter, but the sky gradually became cloudy, and a few sparrows were crying on the branches of the courtyard so that people's hearts did not fall.

The sound of the piano came from the backyard, like crying, like silk, like rain, like gentle hands, gently touching Zhao Xiaoshuang's deepest nerves. The voice carried a faint joy and sorrow, stirring Zhao Xiaoshuang's mood together in the wind and flowing in the water.

With the music, Zhao Xiaoshuang walked to the backyard, and the sound of the beautiful piano came from Liu Peizhu's wing.

Zhao Xiaoshuang stopped and leaned against a long-legged table with empty flower pots by the low wall of the courtyard, ready to enjoy it alone.

Who knew that the long-legged table looked very solid, but in fact it was not stable, just leaned on, the long-legged table fell, only to hear the sound of "horn", the empty flower pot fell from above, Zhao Xiaoshuang also fell to the ground, his hand was scratched by the broken flower pot A long cut, raw pain, as far as the eye could see, the mud on his hands, blood seeped out from the wound little by little. Before he could stand up, he suddenly looked up and found that Miss Liu Peizhu had appeared in front of him unconsciously.

"Are you alright?" Liu Peizhu asked.

They looked at each other, and they were all a little flustered.

"It's okay!" Zhao Xiaoshuang struggled to stand up and patted the soil on his body.

"Yikes! Hands are broken! Bleeding! Are you alright?"

She saw her own look of surprise in his dark eyes.

"I'm thicker? So it doesn't hurt! ”

Zhao Xiaoshuang looked relaxed, and when he met Miss Liu Peizhu again, all the gloom in his heart was instantly swept away.

This made Peizhu laugh.

"How thick is your skin? Hehe! You're thick-skinned, too! Huh..."

Zhao Xiaoshuang didn't smile and said, "It's fine!" This little bit of a skin cut is a thing! You played the piano?" Zhao Xiaoshuang bent down to pick up the long-legged table that had fallen to the ground.

"Well, in a few days, there will be a performance at school, so hurry up and practice during the holidays. Do you like this tune?"

"Sounds good! So beautiful! Unparalleled beauty! ”

Listening to Zhao Xiaoshuang's praise, Liu Peizhu smiled happily and said, "Huh? Are you sure? I think so too, but our music teacher always says that I am either fast here or slow there, and that when she listens to me play music, she will even beat me, which is more painful than taking a hot and cold shower, and she also said. Also said: Liu Peizhu paused, blinked her eyes, and asked curiously, "What do you say it's like to step on the electric door?" ”

Zhao Xiaoshuang was stunned, "Huh? Switch? This isn't fun, isn't it? One step on it may kill you! ”

Liu Peizhu nodded heavily, "yes!" ”

"Why did you suddenly think of such a question?"

"It's not... Be... Liu Peizhu didn't know what to say, hesitated for a moment, and continued: "Hey, let's say so! Our instructor said that the sound of my piano had the feeling of stepping on the electric door and being electrocuted..."Speaking of this, she paused and asked timidly: "I really don't understand whether the instructor is praising me or belittling me?" I think it's a compliment to me! It shows that my piano sound makes people feel it! Very strong feeling! Electrify the door! That feeling is absolutely strong with

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Shock! Hey, what do you say? Today you praised me for playing well, and I am even more convinced of this! It's rare for someone to cheer me on, and I still like the feeling of being slapped on the back! ”

Liu Peizhu's words made Zhao Xiaoshuang hear it in a fog. He forgot about the wound on his hand and scratched the back of his head for a long time before he reacted.

"The feeling of passing through the electric door is strong, but it doesn't seem to be so comfortable, huh?"

Liu Peizhu thought about it and nodded.

"If you're not careful, you might die, huh?"

"Hmm!" Liu Peizhu wrinkled her brows and stared at him, her eyes were confused and confused, and after a long time, she said faintly: "I understand!" In other words, the instructor said that I didn't play well! ”

"Also, you're a horse, huh? And a horse grows.. What's that, hehe! ”

"What?"

Liu Peizhu's thinking was still in the topic just now, and said casually.

After a short freeze, Zhao Xiaoshuang couldn't help laughing.

Seeing Liu Peizhu looking at herself with a strange expression, Zhao Xiaoshuang felt something condensed between her eyebrows. Thinking that she was the eldest lady of Liufu, and it might be a little inappropriate for me to laugh unscrupulously in front of her, I hurriedly restrained my smile.

"Ahem—" He coughed dryly.

She didn't speak.

"That...."

He struggled to explain something, and she finally smiled. Her smile made Zhao Xiaoshuang breathe a long sigh of relief.

After thinking about it, he finally squeezed out a sentence: "No matter what your instructor says, anyway, I think you play very well!" ”

"Really?"

"Hmmm! Of course it's true! ”

Liu Peizhu tilted her head sideways, revealing a shallow smile, as if she didn't want Zhao Xiaoshuang to see it, and when she turned her face, the smile disappeared again.

Actually, that's what I thought! It's rare to have such a close listener as you! Speaking of this, Liu Peizhu glanced left and right, saw that there was no one, beckoned to him, and said, "Let's go, it's windy outside, let's come into the house!" Come in and listen if you like it! ”

"It's... All right? ”

Zhao Xiaoshuang was a little hesitant, how could a girl's boudoir enter casually.

"I'm not shy when I play like this, please be a listener, you're still shy!" Liu Peizhu didn't think about it that much.

"What! I mean the broken pots in this place! I just left, and I haven't cleaned it up yet! ”

"Salty and eat radish, worry about it, you don't have to worry about it, someone will clean it up!" As she spoke, Liu Peizhu smiled playfully, pulled Zhao Xiaoshuang's shirt and entered the room.

Zhao Xiaoshuang sat on a small sofa next to the bed, looking around, this is a combination of Chinese and Western style room layout, sunlight spilled from the delicately carved window, the light and shadow all over the ground are mottled, the window is a beaded tent, pink and yellow curtains, a pair of tassels, swaying slightly. The curtain is covered by a large pear blossom bed, and on top of it is an intricate and gorgeous silk brocade bedding, which seems to be very comfortable and soft. A small wooden table is covered with a plain tablecloth with small flowers, and the warm pastoral style is quietly coming. The dresser is placed in the corner, and the red lacquer-carved jewelry box is placed under the bright diamond bronze mirror. In the middle of the room, a vermilion piano is particularly eye-catching.

On the wall hangs an embroidered silk silk, a picture of the south of the Yangtze River, and on the imitation mahogany table below are two blue and white porcelain vases with ink color, one of which has three blue peacock feathers; A bottle of white plum blossoms, the flowers are in full bloom, the whole branch condenses into a string of snow, you can smell the wisps of refreshing fragrance from afar,

"Miss Peizhu likes white plums?"

Standing in front of the white plum blossom, Zhao Xiaoshuang leaned over his nose and sniffed it.

"Hmmm! Cold, stunning, posthumous and independent! I love its proud bones, even if it is cold, it can soothe the shadow and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon! ”

"I love it too, this flower is really different!"

Liu Peizhu walked over, gently brushed the flower branches, and said lightly: "If there is an afterlife, I can't devote myself to being a person, I will devote myself to becoming a plum, a white plum blossom!" ”

"Okay!" Zhao Xiaoshuang raised his head and said with a smile: "If there is an afterlife, if I find the white plum blossom, I will find you!" ”

Immediately, he walked to the piano again, stroked the black and white keys, sat in front of the piano, turned back to Liu Peizhu and said, "What a beautiful piano!" What's the name of that song you just played? It sounds so good!"

"For

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Thou and the river that flows! Liu Peizhu said.

"Is it for me?"

Looking at Zhao Xiaoshuang's flattered expression, Liu Peizhu didn't know what to say for a while, so she simply glared at him.

"Stinky beauty! That's just a song title! ”

Liu Peizhu wore a small velvet cheongsam, with small yellow flowers on a light blue background. She has a bewitching figure, like a ripe grape, full of sweet fragrance and attractive color.

Zhao Xiaoshuang was stunned and stood up unconsciously.

"Oh, that's it! How about I change the title of the song to 'Tears for Me'?"

Zhao Xiaoshuang laughed evilly.

Zhao Xiaoshuang's joke was abrupt, Liu Peizhu turned around embarrassedly, and said, "You know how to make fun of others and make fun of me, right?"

"There's nothing wrong with shedding tears for me!" Zhao Xiaoshuang muttered unintentionally or unintentionally.

Outside, I don't know whose house set up the cannon, "crackling", and after a while, it was quiet again.

"It's New Year's Day again!" Zhao Xiaoshuang said.

"yes, where is your hometown? Didn't you go back?"

"Home? I do not know. I was adopted by my father, who is from the suburbs, and I am from the suburbs. Whether my biological father is dead or alive, I don't know what she looks like. ”

"Didn't you look for it?"

Liu Peizhu felt a little abrupt at Zhao Xiaoshuang's words, so she continued to ask.

"Yes! But how to find it? Before joining the WTO, who would have decided that they were ill-fated? Maybe life is a duckweed, there is no root, drifting and drifting, until one day, when you are tired, you sink to the bottom of the water, and you don't know where the roots are! ”

Liu Peizhu scooped a spoonful of water from the bucket, poured it into the basin, and added some hot water to the kettle, tried it with her hands, and heard Zhao Xiaoshuang say "duckweed", Her hand holding the lid of the pot paused in the air, and put the lid on the pot, but forgot to put the wooden stopper, Zhao Xiaoshuang stretched out his other hand, took off the lid of the pot, plugged the wooden stopper, and covered the lid again.

Liu Peizhu smiled and said, "You are not the only duckweed, and I don't have a mother!" I was passed over by my father! ”

She quickly took a small box from the cupboard, took out a few clean pieces of cloth, dipped one of them with water, and said, "Give me your hand!" ”

"I'll do it myself!" Zhao Xiaoshuang said a little embarrassed.

Liu Peizhu handed over the wet cloth, and Zhao Xiaoshuang took the cloth and wiped the mud on his hands back and forth.

"Look at you, you can't do this!" Peizhu stood next to Zhao Xiaoshuang, snatched the cloth from Zhao Xiaoshuang's hands and said, "I thought you would!" Wipe the wound from the inside out, in circles! Otherwise, the germs will all rub into the wound and it will become infected! Give me your hand! ”

Zhao Xiaoshuang stretched out his hand, and his eyes did not look at his wound, but stopped at Liu Peizhu's body. Liu Peizhu re-wet a piece of clean cloth, carefully picked up Zhao Xiaoshuang's injured hand, wiped it very lightly, and changed the cloth to start over again after wiping it.

"Does it hurt?"

Zhao Xiaoshuang didn't answer, he quietly looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, this girl who had fallen in love with him deeply from the beginning, this person who made him think about it was in front of him, and he was busy because of him.

He found that her side was more beautiful, with a rich forehead, a handsome nose, black and white, and Gu Panshengbo's eyes, as quiet as the moon in the sky, and he couldn't help but read it out when he thought of Cao Zhi's "Luo Shen Fu".

"The light is like the light clouds covering the moon, and the fluttering is like the flowing snow of the wind."

"What did you say?"

Liu Peizhu hurriedly glanced up at him, and suddenly, she realized that it was actually an extremely handsome man's face, with sharp edges and deep outlines like carving.

The obsidian-like bright and dazzling black pupils were looking at herself stupidly at this time, they were a pair of eyes full of love, melancholy and affectionate, penetrating, hot, like a burning fire attacking her, Liu Peizhu lowered her head in a panic.

Liu Peizhu's heartbeat intensified, she could hear the "thump" sound of her heart, she secretly calmed down, and saw that the injured hand was still in her palm, she bit her lip lightly, made sure that it was completely clean, and wrapped it with a dry cloth at a very fast speed.

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