In the middle of the night, Xiaodong was woken up, the house was in a mess, the maids were busy, and the nurse Hu Shi put clothes on her one by one.

Her eyes were red and her lips were trembling slightly.

When she lowered her head to put on Xiao Dong's shoes, Xiao Dong reached out and touched her face.

"Mother Hu? What's wrong? ”

Hu Shi wiped his face carelessly, wrapped her in a cloak, and whispered in her ear quickly, "Let's go see your mother." ”

It was dark outside and very windy. Hu Shi hugged her, and they were followed by many big and small maids, all shrunk their heads, sluggish and cowering, like quails who were drenched in heavy rain and didn't know where to go.

Xiao Dong lay on Hu's mother's shoulder.

Mother—Mother's illness, what's going on?

Mother...... To her, it was strange and distant. Xiao Dong had only seen her a few times, and each time it was dark in the room, the doors and windows were closed, and the woman was half-lying, smiling hard at her, and her outstretched wrist was pale and thin, skinny, and green and bulging.

"Xiaodong, come, come to my mother......"

She was a little timid, and every time Hu Shi led her over and put her little hand in the patient's hand.

"She's all these days, okay?"

Hu replied: "Okay, the little county lord is very obedient, not picky, and not noisy. ”

The woman nodded.

The room was very stuffy, there was a charcoal basin lit in front of the bed, and the hot turbidity was rising and pervasive, even if he held his breath, the breath was pervasive, firmly attached to his hair, clothes, and skin, and he came out of that room for a long time, and Xiao Dong still felt that the smell lingered around him.

Her hand touched under the pillow, but she didn't touch it for a while, and her body leaned a little, and she continued to grope.

Then she finally figured out something and put it in Xiao Dong's palm.

"Here, here's ...... for you," she gasped, obviously speaking like that was also difficult for her to support.

Xiao Dong lowered his head to see, it was a snow-white and warm jade rabbit, the size of a big apricot, and the rabbit's eyes were embedded with rubies, vivid.

"Do you like it?"

Xiao Dong nodded.

She smiled with relief: "Let's go out with Mother Hu......"

Xiao Dong looked at her and didn't move his steps.

"Take her out, don't get sick......"

The woman suddenly grabbed the handkerchief next to the pillow to cover her mouth and nose, twisted her head into the bed, and coughed violently.

Hu Shi hurriedly grabbed her and took a few steps back, said the words to leave, and came out of the house with her in his arms.

Except for that time, Xiaodong was taken over twice later, once she was in a coma, and the other time she couldn't even speak, so she could only look at her, looking sad and tired, and the corners of her eyes were dry.

Hu was in a hurry, and when he was going up the steps, he tripped and almost fell.

She instinctively hugged Xiao Dong in her arms tighter.

The wind whipped like a whip on a person's face, and the dust got into the eyes. Hu Shi stopped there, closed his eyes tightly and opened them again.

The curtain was raised, Hu Shi took a deep breath, and walked in with Xiaodong in his arms.

Suddenly entering the bright room from the outside, Xiao Dong saw nothing in front of him for a short moment.

There were so many candles lit in this room, as if they had never been so bright.

Hu Shi carefully put Xiao Dong on the ground, opened the cloak of the outer bread, and gently pushed her: "Go talk to your mother, go." ”

No one said anything to Xiao Dong.

But in her own heart, she understood.

Her mother...... I'm dying.

In just one month, Xiaodong welcomed two deaths.

Last time, it was her own.

Death brought her not a permanent end, but a strange beginning, and she became a three-year-old girl, Zhao Xiaodong.

When she opened her eyes and found all this, she was not shocked.

Even death has been experienced, what is there to be afraid of?

But what about the original Xiaodong? Where is the original soul in the body of a young, three-year-old girl?

She didn't know that everything had happened without warning, and she just woke up.

Coincidentally, the same name as her previous life. Han Xiaodong? Zhao Xiaodong?

Which little winter is real?

The woman changed her clothes, combed her hair, put on a little light makeup, leaned against the bedside, stretched out her hand to her as Xiao Dong did when she first saw her, and whispered, "Xiao Dong, come here." ”

Clearly...... Obviously, he didn't have much affection for her, but Xiao Dong couldn't explain the huge panic and pain in his chest now......

She walked over slowly, and the woman gently held her little hand.

"Little Winter...... Little Winter ......"

She gently caressed her daughter inch by inch with her gaze, as a substitute for hugs and real touches, as if to engrave her appearance firmly in her heart and never forget.

For the first time, Xiao Dong was able to look at her mother so clearly and closely.

She is a beauty, and although she has lost her shape, you can still see her beauty. Her hair was completely dry and sparse due to illness, probably with a lot of hair oil, combed into a bright and neat snail bun, with a red gold hairpin pinned to it, and a faint rouge on her face, which looked like a healthy person's flush.

Her eyes weren't as cloudy and gloomy as Xiao Dong had seen her before, clear and clear.

But Xiao Dong didn't feel happy at all.

She had already come up with the word "Reflection".

The rest of the room won't be unintelligible. The maids stood around them, and although there were so many people, the room was so quiet that there was not the slightest noise.

"Listen to your father and brother in the future."

Xiao Dong looked at her blankly, not nodding or shaking his head.

Her little hands gripped her mother's fingers tightly. Although it looks bright and healthy, the touch is not deceiving. Her skin was inelastic, like astringent, dry mulberry paper. Beneath the soft skin was the bones, stiff and brittle, as if a little more force could break her bones.

At this moment, Xiao Dong felt as if he was standing on a crumbling suspended bridge. Behind her is the distant future, and in front of her is an unpredictable past.

There is no way back, and the future is bleak.

And the person in front of her, her mother in this life, her relatives, is about to leave her.

Xiao Dong felt uncomfortable.

It's not that I want to cry, I just feel ...... I couldn't breathe, something was stuffed in my chest, and it was as heavy as lead. That feeling of powerlessness, the smell of death permeated the body.

No one can resist death.

The mother did not speak again, but looked at her quietly with infinite pity.

She knew she was running out of time.

The door behind him was suddenly pushed open, and Xiao Dong slowly turned his head to look.

A man in a black cloak walked in from the outside, his pace so fast that he brought in the cold wind outside.

The maids and servants in the house bent their knees together: "Lord Wang." ”

Someone rushed up to take off the cloak for him, and Xiao Dong was stunned.

This person...... Is that her father?

Or a prince?

He looks young and handsome, with an extraordinary bearing, even if his face is anxious and short, he still has the demeanor of a beautiful man.

This man did not look at all like a father who had already started a family and had children.

He strode over, stood in front of the bed, and shouted, "Qingyuan." ”

Hu picked up Xiao Dong and stepped aside, giving up the position in front of the bed.

"Qingyuan, I'm here."

Is Qingyuan her name? It's so nice.

She smiled at him and said, "You're here." ”

Xiao Dong was carried out by Hu Shi and went to a warm room, Hu Shi poured her hot tea, and someone brought a small snack.

Hu Shi asked her, "Is Xiaodong hungry?" Is it okay to eat a little? ”

Xiao Dong shook his head.

Hu Shi put a piece of dim sum in her hand.

The dim sum was soft and glutinous, and Xiao Dong shivered.

Hu asked, "Is it cold?" ”

It's not cold.

She just thought of the hand she was holding, a thin, lifeless hand.

The door curtain was lifted, and a child's voice asked, "Mother Hu, is my sister here?" ”

Hu Shi hurriedly stood up: "The prince is also here?" The little lord is in the house. ”

Xiao Dong looked up curiously.

There was a boy, six or seven years old, standing by the door.

His eyes were black and white, like jade, and his skin was like coagulated cream, and he was a beautiful and excessive child.

"Sister Xiaodong."

Xiao Dong looked at him and didn't say anything.

Hu asked, "Is the prince here with the prince?" ”

"Well," he turned his head to look at the main room, his expression gloomy, but quickly turned his head again, "Father said to let me accompany my sister." ”

Do you want your child to watch her mother die?

Hu Shi turned his head and quickly wiped his eyes with his sleeve: "It's not close to go all the way from the capital to here, is the prince hungry?" I'll have someone bring me something to eat. ”

He said, "I'm not hungry, I'm here to stay with my sister." ”

He picked up a piece of snack on the plate and handed it to Xiao Dong: "Sister, this is for you to eat." ”

Hu asked him: "Who came with the prince?" Can I bring a change of clothes? ”

"Mother Liu, they didn't come, so I came with my father." He handed the snack in his hand to Xiao Dong's mouth: "Sister eat." ”

Xiao Dong also had a snack in his hand, but he hadn't eaten it all the time, and he was about to sweat.

Hu Shi took off his robe and shoes for him, and he also sat on the kang. Xiao Dong couldn't throw away the snacks in his hand, and he didn't want to eat them, so he simply handed them to him.

The boy's eyes lit up: "Sister, are you going to give me food?" ”

He really took it and ate it, eating quickly, a little choked, Hu Shi hurriedly brought a hot bowl of sweet soup over.

"Slow down."

He patted his chest, a little embarrassed: "I haven't eaten since noon, and I nibbled on some dry food snacks on the way." ”

Xiao Dong opened his mouth and asked in a low voice, "Brother?" ”

"Yes, yes, I'm my brother." The boy was pleasantly surprised: "I thought I hadn't seen me for so long, and you forgot about me." ”

Hu said: "How can it, but the prince and the county lord haven't seen each other for more than half a year, and the little county lord may feel that he will be alive for a while." ”

"Hmm." He held Xiao Dong's hand: "When I talk to my sister more, my sister won't feel raw." By the way, this year, I have been studying in Jixian Hall since the beginning of spring. ”

Jixiantang? What is it? Gymnasium? Listening to the name is not like a private school.

Hu Shi sat on the side and looked at the two children, with a slight smile on his face: "In a blink of an eye, the prince has reached the age of studying, and the days are really fast." ”

Boys are still children, but they are trying to think of themselves as adults when they talk. Speaking of reading, Xiao Dong didn't understand much, he was small, squinting, half-asleep and listening to him.

Suddenly, she heard someone crying. It seems to be far and near, and it seems to be real and illusory.

Xiao Dong was startled, raised his head and opened his eyes.

Yes, it was the cry.

At first it was a lonely voice, and then many people cried.

Hu leaned over and looked at her with concern.

"Sister, sister, don't be afraid ......"

The boy picked her up, pressed her head to his chest, and his voice trembled and unsteady: "Sister is not afraid...... Not afraid ......"

Xiao Dong's tears flowed out at once, and then they were quickly sucked away by the boy's clothes. The soft and thick material sticks to the face, and there is a damp warmth.

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