The light poured in bits and pieces through the window, and the figure on the bronze mirror was blurry, except that a young man could be seen sitting in front of the mirror, and behind him a girl who seemed to be older than him was kneeling behind him, her hand passing through his scattered white hair, looking down with her head down.

The young man's hair may have been untended for many years, and the broken hair in front of him was so long that it covered half of his face, and he squinted his eyes to see the girl's movements through the gap between his hair.

The girl gently picked up a small lock of hair and looked closer to the roots.

"Young master, your hair is really naturally white." It's so strange, Rao is she has seen this white hair many times from afar, and the first time she held it in her hand, she still felt surprised, and she couldn't help but think of some rumors about him in the house......

"Hmm." Chao Yuli responded lightly.

A pair of soft hands gently kneaded his head, then paused, picked up Chaoyuli's hair and began to comb it.

"I'm sorry young master, I used to comb my mother and aunt's hair and massage them before, I'm used to it." The young master is so young, and it is still not the time for a headache, but the young master's body does not know why it is not as warm as a normal person, and even the scalp is very cold.

"It's fine." Obviously, it should be a childish voice, but Chao Yuli lowered his voice and pretended to be an adult's kiss, which made Su Liu laugh in his heart, lowered his head and grinned.

I remember that when my aunt couldn't get out of bed because she was punished for hitting the board, and let herself come to wait for the young master, she was looking forward to it and scared, she had never seen the young master in this pear orchard for a year, and her heart was curious and waiting to be solved, but also the fear of the unknown.

When she unlocked the door of the main courtyard, she was frightened and retreated as soon as she entered, despite her aunt's advance notice.

The layout of the courtyard is no different from that of an ordinary courtyard, facing the door is the main room, and there is a room on the left and right sides. But there were several iron chains hanging low above the courtyard, and countless small bells were hung on the iron chains, and in the middle of the iron chains was a tightly covered bronze furnace, and the bronze furnace was melted with a circle of human faces, and as soon as she pushed open the door and looked up, she saw a young man's face staring at him, Rao was cast, but it was too real, as if the human face could really see her, the bronze furnace was in the courtyard, so that the first thing she saw when the doors of each room were opened and looked up must be this bronze furnace.

The courtyard was eeriely quiet, and such a strange scene made her feel terrible even in the daytime. She calmed herself down at the door.

I don't dare to go in, but I am a subordinate, and if I don't send food to the hungry master, it is not as simple as being scared. She gritted her teeth and walked towards the main room with the tray.

Pushing open the door of the main room, it was very dark inside, and as the door was pushed open, the light pierced in, and it seemed abrupt.

I saw a few witch dolls hanging in the room, the pillars and walls were covered with charms, and the squeak of the door being pushed open made her can't help but shrink her shoulders.

As soon as you enter, there are two rooms, the left and right rooms, the left room has a door, and the right room is directly open, covering several layers of curtains.

She glanced quietly to the right room, and saw that the curtain was gently swinging, and a black figure got up from the bed, so she hurriedly withdrew her gaze, laid out the meal on the table, and waited aside, and when the man came to the table and sat down, she was secretly taken aback.

According to my aunt, when my wife left, the young master was twelve years old, and now five years have passed, and Fang is seventeen, one year older than her, he should be a young man, how could he have thought that he still looks like a ten-year-old child now, and his hair is really as my aunt said, white, pure and inexplicable.

Chao Yuli was dressed in a black robe, his white hair was evacuated at will, and he looked more eye-catching on the black robe, the broken hair on his forehead covered his vision, his exposed nose and mouth were all delicate, and his skin was white and pure, like a little girl. He picked up his chopsticks and ate with vegetables.

"Where's the view?" He was eating quietly, and she was also peeking quietly, when he suddenly said something that brought her back to her senses.

"Aunt Luojing is very sick and can't move, so she sent me."

"Dying?"

"No, no." She was overwhelmed by the question.

"It's good that you're not dead, it's just bad luck." He said viciously, as if he hated the scene.

The room was silent again, Su Liu thought he was angry, raised his eyes and looked quietly, only to feel that his broken hair was too much of an eyesore, if she could in the future, she must show the young master her hair curling skills, she has never had gray hair.

She once recommended herself to the young master, but she was rejected. I didn't think that the young master would take the initiative to ask her to help him tie his hair today, it has been a year since her idea arose, for some reason, since she took care of the young master for a while, her aunt healed and went again, but the young master didn't want her aunt to go, indicating that she wanted her to come, she was flattered, she just did her duty every day.

Su Liu was afraid that Aunt Luojing would be angry because of this, but Aunt Luojing didn't, and asked Su Liu to take good care of the young master, take the initiative to talk to him more, and care more about him. The young master actually doesn't have much of a fight, the age difference between the two is not much, maybe they can be friends.

After going to the main courtyard for a long time, Su Liu was not so scared, knowing that as soon as he opened the door and bowed his head and left, nothing shocking happened, so he adapted to it. Since being hand-picked by the young master, she seems to have a little confidence, and she still thinks about the entrustment of the scene, when the young master eats, she takes a few words, and the young master is not as detached as he appears, and from time to time he should say a few words, and sometimes a little awkward take the initiative to ask her to talk to him about the outside world, obviously a cute child, but always pretending to be old, obviously so eager to understand the outside, and pretending not to care.

When taking care of his food, clothing, and daily life, Su Liu also thought about Luojing's instructions, or the pity in his heart for the child trapped in the courtyard, and often bought some gadgets outside to give him, and he accepted them all, with an expressionless face, which made people unsure of his likes and dislikes.

"Don't get distracted."

The young man's clear voice pulled Su Liu out of his memories, only to see himself holding his white hair.

Su Liu immediately came back to her senses, seriously lowered her head and took care of the white hair in her hand, she took the comb and combed it gently, trying to dredge the hair, and after combing it for a while, she pouted.

"The young master's hair is so good, there are no knots." It's also very submissive, and it's really jealous.

Su Liu knelt down and sat down in front of Chaoyuli, stretched out his hand to wipe it, and then stroked his broken hair to his forehead.

Xu was obscured by broken hair, and his eyes were a little uncomfortable with the sudden light, so he closed his eyes to adapt.

The eyelashes fluttered slightly, like a butterfly that had just emerged from a cicada's chrysalis.

Slowly, slowly opening ...... On a pair of brown eyes, full of surprise.

“...... Master, your eyes are blue. ”

It's been a year, Su Liu can only see Chao Yuli's face clearly, it is a doll-like carved jade, although the hair is white, but the eyebrows are black, a little baby fat face, the facial features are all delicate, she thought about the appearance of the prince, the young master should be like a lady.

His eyes were just like a pool of clear water, not very deep blue, a very pure light blue, clear and clear, like a mirror, reflecting Su Liu.

Chao Yuli looked at her and didn't speak, Su Liu looked at this face, just saw a little boy with heterochromatic pupils staring at her obediently, looking at his obedient appearance, she resisted the urge to touch these eyes.

"It's really pretty." Su Liu couldn't help but praise again.

Chao Yuli raised his head slightly, a little proud.

Su Liu continued to move again, she wanted to comb these broken hairs back together, thinking that it was long enough, but she didn't expect that she couldn't comb it.

"Young master, it seems that these broken hairs can't be combed."

Chao Yuli was silent for a while, and said, "Then cut it off." ”

"How can it be? Parents of the body's hair and skin. ”

“...... But it was this gray hair that hurt my mother. ”

Su Liu didn't know what had happened in Chaoyuli, but he lost his mother early, and his father, Fan Yi, the eighth prince of Yaoguo, locked him in the courtyard.

Looking at Chao Yuli's body that had not yet grown and her slightly childish face, Su Liu had to admit that she sometimes didn't treat him as a young master, she should treat him as a child who needed to be taken care of or even a younger brother, if this young master was really a young man, she might not be so familiar with him, she should not say a word, the appearance of the little boy always gave her a sense of security, she would be more or less uncomfortable before the opposite sex of the same age, or rather, inferiority.

But in fact, the young master is already seventeen, and he understands that the appearance of a child spit out words that do not conform to it are surprising and distressing.

Su Liu didn't know what to do, she poked his sore spot, and didn't know how to comfort him, because the little face was expressionless, all indifferent, if she comforted it, it would be redundant, but she only felt that his heart should be painful.

Seven years passed to teach him how to speak calmly, but not to forget.

"Cut it."

"Okay."

Su Liu turned around and took the scissors from the box he brought, and took a small pure cyan bag, glanced at Yuli, and asked, "What are you doing with the bag?" ”

"I want to put away the young master's hair, after all, it is also the young master's blood and bones, if the young master wants it in the future, come to me to get it, I will keep it for you." And the young master is extravagant, so borrow my hair to be extravagant. Su Liu's fart slapped one after another, pursed his lips towards Yuli, and the arc rose.

The young master is always like this, obviously happy but always holding back. Su Liu thought to himself.

Su Liu carefully divided the broken hair, trimmed it one by one, cut a handful and put it in the bag.

"It's cut." Her little tips are also bulging.

She put down the scissors, tied some of his hair into a small bag, and mysteriously pulled something out of her arms.

A turquoise hosta shines through the hill bag.

"Haha, it's good-looking, young master." Su Liu's hand was weaker than the inserted hosta, looking at the person in the mirror, there was a faint expectation in his eyes, like the glimmer of a firefly, he didn't want her to be dim.

"Okay." No matter how many words of praise there were, they were all swallowed back into his stomach, and he didn't know why he praised her, and his heart would be so twisted.

But these two words have also made Su Liu happy, and she bent her eyebrows.

The girl's appearance is not outstanding, but she has an unknown good-looking smile.

"Happy birthday, young master."

"Thank you." His voice suddenly lowered, trying his best to suppress the surge of emotion, and she just said a word, which made his heart beat inexplicably. The heat gradually spread from his heart to his whole body, so warm, he was used to being cold, and he was a little nostalgic.

In the past five years, every year when the scene falls, he will tell him that he only feels bored and does not feel the slightest joy, but Su Liu, but it makes him feel something different, he can't tell the truth, he can't tell it.

After a while, he came back to his senses, only to hear Su Liu chattering on the side.

"Young master, this hairpin looks good from a distance, but in fact, there are a lot of impurities up close, don't dislike it, after all, this hairpin will cost me two months' salary, I ......" Su Liu wanted to speak and stopped, "I thought about buying this because I regarded the young master as a friend." ”

Friend......

"This one is really beautiful." Chao Yuli raised his hand and touched the hosta, and finally showed a smile.

The sleeping heart woke up, pounding in his chest, and the warm feeling spread from his heart to the surroundings.

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The trees were lush, and the stream poured out of the greenery, and a little rabbit jumped up and down to drink from the stream, tentatively stretched out its neck, stretched out its little tongue and licked it, as if it felt that there was no danger, and then put together a little more to drink water.

The grass behind it, a pair of green eyes flickered in the shade, and suddenly the guy pounced, it was a brown-yellow tiger, with its front paws stomping on the little rabbit, the little rabbit was powerless to struggle, it lowered its head to enjoy, and a sound of satisfaction came from its throat.

Suddenly, a vine struck from behind it, and he flashed lightly, and the vine struck the ground with a loud "snap".

"Don't be angry." The tiger spoke, the hair on the side of his mouth was stained bright red, and his pupils flashed green, "I'll leave immediately." ”

The vine ignored it, approaching it with the sharpness of the tip.

"Really."

He was about to leave, and right away, he felt, the little guy, he could feel his blood flowing, and that heart, that heart, that heart, ha, the family connection. After five years of waiting, he was about to see his sister's child, how should he fulfill the obligation of his elders to teach that little guy well?

He was so excited that his hair stood on his feet and he jumped and ran down the hill. Seeing that it was gone, the vine put down his posture of preparing to attack, went around to the rabbit's corpse, dug a small pit, and after burying the rabbit, silently shrank back.