With blood as water and flesh as fat, we can naturally water the most beautiful flowers in the world. In the Red Sleeve Villa, Jinluo was draped in a satin shawl on a white background, standing quietly in the wind and snow.

In front of her eyes, there was a cluster of peonies in full bloom, red and green, light pink and light purple, but there was no pure white.

A tear slowly slipped down her cheek, and Jinluo gently pulled her shawl and cried softly.

"I'm sorry, but I tried my best, but I still couldn't get it to bloom white." Ruitong leaned against the doorrail, her silver hair obscuring her face.

"Fool, you're a fool." Jinluo said again and again, but cried louder.

"Yes, I'm a fool, and if it weren't for my stupidity, your illness would have been cured a long time ago." Ruitong lowered his head, full of guilt.

When I first met her, she was still the carefree little lady of the Xu family, wearing a light pink shirt and a cute horn bun, which she didn't wrap around every day

The trunk of "her" turns in circles, which is the milky voice

"She" tells the story. After a long time, she got used to it

"She" exists, while

"She" is also accustomed to her company. When the tragedy occurred in the Xu family,

"She" has just completed a hundred years of cultivation, and she can barely turn into a human form.

"She" saw that her father and mother were not killed, saw her being chased, and saw her hiding behind her with a frightened face, so her heart softened, hurt, and she hid her regardless of the identity of the demon.

Later, she changed her name to Jinluo and became the most popular girl in the Red Sleeves Villa

"She" has become the most intimate little maid beside her, and has her own name, Ruitong. No one knew that Jinluo was just an ordinary cough at first, yes

"She" made her own assertion and tried to use demonic energy to help her heal, but she ended up harming her. Time flies, and others see how loyal Ruitong is, but they don't see the heavy guilt that Ruitong is carrying in his heart.

Ruitong originally thought that as long as she took care of Jinluo wholeheartedly, she would get better, but now she doesn't dare to think like that anymore.

The form and spirit are destroyed, Ruitong is not afraid, he is afraid that he is only afraid that Jinluo will no longer be taken care of from then on. Jinluo was still crying, his thin shoulders shaking, tears flowing from his fingers and falling into the dirt.

Ruitong was distressed when he heard this, stood up, but fell down heavily.

"Ruitong!" Jinluo heard the noise, got up quickly, and ran over.

"Nope! Miss don't! Ruitong skimmed his face and pulled the silver hair through his thin hand to cover his face.

"Why? Why don't you let me see it. Jinluo bit his lip lightly: "You are my Ruitong, no matter what you become, you are my Ruitong." ”

"Ruitong is ugly, I'm afraid of scaring Miss." Ruitong bent down and buried his face in the ground.

"You really won't let me see it?" Jinluo asked, word by word. Ruitong saw through the gap between his fingers that Jinluo had taken a Zhu Hai from his head, and the tail of Zhu Hai was facing his face.

"Miss, what are you doing here?" Ruitong was in a hurry and stretched out his hand. Jinluo smiled slightly, let go of Zhu Hai, and took advantage of the situation to brush away the white hair in front of Ruitong's face.

"Ahh Jinluo screamed, leaned back, and fell to the ground. Ruitong saw himself in Jinluo's eyes, a face like old bark with ravines and ravines.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Miss!" She got up in annoyance, stepped back, and disappeared without a trace of green smoke in Jinluo's eyes with a hint of horror.

"Rui...... Ruitong! Jinluo subconsciously reached out to grab it, and Qingyan bypassed her fingers and disappeared.

"She" was originally a plane tree, without gender, but for the sake of Jinluo,

"She" chose to be a maid.

"If there was an afterlife, what would you be willing to do?" That year, Jinluo was thirteen years old and made his first appearance on stage.

"If there is an afterlife, what is Miss willing to do?"

"An ordinary person, and then find another ordinary person and live an ordinary life together." Because he was in the Red Sleeve Villa, the thirteen-year-old Jinluo already had vicissitudes in his heart.

"You haven't answered me yet, if there is an afterlife, what does Ruitong want to do?"

"In this life, Ruitong is Miss's maid. Afterlife...... In the next life, if Miss wants to be an ordinary person, then Ruitong will be another ordinary person, and then accompany Miss for the rest of her life. Jinluo smiled, she laughed at Ruitong for being stupid, but she didn't know that Ruitong was a demon cultivated by the sycamore tree, and demons are not divided into men and women.

No one knows where Ruitong went, only that after a heavy snowfall, the red peony in the yard turned white as if it had been dyed by snow.

The new maid helped pick the pollen and sent it to Xing Ruyi, and then took the cold incense pills made and returned to the Red Sleeve Villa.

In the spring, Jinluo's cough was finally cured, she sat at the window, staring down at the peony in the yard, the flowers and leaves had receded, and there were already traces of wanting to wither.

"Aunt Jin, do you still want the flowers in the yard?"

"No, tell someone to shovel it, and throw it outside." Jinluo staggered her gaze, and no one noticed, her eyes were wet.

The withered peonies were thrown out of the Red Sleeve Villa, but they were picked up by Xing Ruyi one by one. She opened a small plot in the yard, planted the peonies one by one, watered them, fertilized them, and took care of them like any other flower and plant.

When it was the turn of the white peony, she sighed lightly and said, "Don't worry, Jinluo is doing well now, she bought the Red Sleeve Villa with the money she ransomed herself, and now no one will force her to do things." A gust of wind blew, and the white peony seemed to nod slightly, and then the withered petals were blown off by the wind one by one, some fell into the dirt, and some were blown out of the yard.

Turning around, he saw the fox sitting on the windowsill, so he smiled, threw the hoe aside and walked over: "When did you come back?" ”

"When you plant flowers." The fox stretched out a hand and pulled it gently, and Xing Ruyi sat in his arms.

"I thought Jinluo would keep these flowers." Xing Ruyi sighed.

"She didn't know, these flowers were Ruitong." The fox pressed against Xing Ruyi's forehead.

"It's not that I don't know, it's that I pretend not to know." He grabbed the fox's arm and adjusted himself to a comfortable position.

"Are you afraid?" The fox asked, looking down into Xing Ruyi's eyes.

"Afraid of what?"

"Demon!" Xing Ruyi was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "It depends on what kind of demon it is, if it is the kind of ugly, old and weird old demon of Montenegro, I must be afraid." The fox frowned slightly, but did not say anything.

"I know what you're thinking." Stretching out his hand to smooth the wrinkle between the fox's eyebrows: "I don't want to lie to you, I am human, and cowardice and fear are my nature." I just want you to know that I'm not Jinluo, and you're not Ruitong. Remember, your name is Yin Chensi, and you are my Xing Ruyi's fox. ”