When the words fell, Lu Shang closed his eyes, and he couldn't help but think of the picture he saw in the Qinglou a few days ago.

The white and tender body of the flower was wantonly played with by three men, and her empty eyes and muffled snort in pain became Lu Shang's nightmare.

He hid behind the wardrobe, seeing everything in his eyes through the hollow carving, and his palm was pinched out of dense blood marks, Lu Shang didn't think about rushing out to take the flowers away, but reality did not allow it.

His father and mother knew that he had a heart, but the Lu family had always been innocent, and they did not allow Lu Shang to marry a prostitute who was defiled and relied on his body to eat. So Jiao'er appeared, she is Lu Shang's cousin, and she has loved pestering Lu Shang since she was a child.

These days, Lu Shang did not resist his father's decision, and even Jiao'er lived in their house, he did not say anything and maintained a tacit attitude.

When night falls, the cold wind blows the whole body.

Lu Shang poured himself a pot of wine, only when he was drunk did Lu Shang have the courage to cry, and bring his cowardice useless into his own crying to vent his anger.

"You don't know at all, those pictures directly ruined the impression of Huahua in my heart, in my heart, she should be pure white and flawless, gentle and considerate ......" Lu Shang muttered, he blindfolded his eyes and fell into his own memories.

Lu Shang was born with red lips and white teeth when he was a child, and his body was weak, so it was very common for him to get sick, and he was delicate like a girl.

No boy on a street wants to play with him, not even girls are as far away as they can from him. They called him a sick man and said he was unlucky.

Children are high-spirited, fragile and sensitive. He was scolded and cried, hiding under the jujube tree behind the house, not daring to let his father and mother see him crying, for fear of bringing burden and trouble to his parents.

When he was seven years old, a new neighbor came to the house next door, a couple with two daughters, the eldest was already five years old, and the younger was still in infancy.

It was when he was sad and sad that the flower appeared.

Lu Shang will never forget that the sun was just right that day, brilliant but not dazzling, warm shining on the clothes of the flowers, and the sunlight fell through the leaves mottled light and shadow, fine and beautiful.

She carefully took Lu Shang's hand and smiled sweetly, she said, "Big brother, they don't play with you because they are all stupid!" Will it be okay to play with you in the future? ”

She is the most beautiful little girl on the street, lively and cute, and she is good to Lu Shang.

Lu's mother loves the house and Wu, and if there is anything delicious, Lu Shang will bring a copy to the flowers, and she will also take the flowers' little hands and walk through the long streets.

That was the best time in Lu Shang's memory.

He often thinks that if her father hadn't been obsessed with gambling, her mother wouldn't have been sad and saddened to abandon her two daughters and leave. Then Huahua's father will not pay attention to his young daughter.

It's a pity that in this world, there has never been the right to start over.

The day before leaving, Wanhua curled up under the jujube tree they met for the first time, a little face was crying, the children of the poor family were in charge of the house, Wanhua was very smart, she knew where she was going.

But she had no choice but to let her young sister endure all this, right?

When he was a child, Lu Shang didn't know where the flowers were taken, and when he saw her red eyes getting into a luxurious and exquisite carriage, he thought that she was going to enjoy happiness.

When I was older, I learned that Wanhua was sold to the Qinglou, and Wanhua's father also moved with his little daughter, and the two have not seen each other since.

When he was sixteen years old, he had a serious illness, and when he was lying in bed and dying, he looked at the blue sky outside the window lattice, and vaguely remembered the little girl who was younger than himself, but sensible and well-behaved.

My father and mother sought medical treatment everywhere, and the answer I got was to prepare for the afterlife!

My mother didn't believe it, and I heard from my relatives that there was a doctor with superb medical skills in Chang'an, so she moved her family and came to Chang'an.

That doctor is Zhang Chengzuo, Lu Shang was also rescued from the Ghost Gate, Zhang Chengzuo found an errand for him in the Yamen, and became a catcher.

When I met Huahua again, it was a year later, he had not yet married, and his father and mother were very anxious, but he was not in a hurry at all, but often thought of Huahua.

He was dragged into the Qinglou by his good brother, who was also a fast catcher, saying that the new Oiran was going to appear tonight, and he wanted to let him see the world.

Usually Lu Shang doesn't go, but somehow, it seems that the two of them are destined to meet again, and he obediently entered the Qinglou for the first time.

The woman in the Qinglou had her breasts half exposed, and she climbed over to him delicately, and Lu Shang encountered this situation for the first time, and she hid with a red face.

There are a lot of gentlemen in Qinglou today, and they are drinking wine and touching the waist of the beautiful woman in their arms, and they shout loudly: "The Oiran of Chulou is delicate, and a smile makes Lao Tzu's bones crispy, I don't know how it is here?" Don't be a rouge fan, it's ruined my appetite! ”

Lu Shang looked sideways, and he was also a little curious about the mysterious Oiran.

Oiran carefully stepped onto the stage under the guidance of the old bustard, covered with red gauze and dressed in red, lining her skin better than snow, and her waist was slender and soft.

The curved willow eyebrows are dotted with a red plum, and the eyes are full of autumn waves, and the water is full of beauty.

The male and female protagonists in the story can recognize each other at a glance, but Lu Shang didn't, he only felt a little familiar, and stood quietly in the corner.

The old bustard smiled at the audience and said some polite words, leaving Oiran alone to stand in the center of the stage with the pipa in her arms, she drooped her long eyelashes, skillfully plucked the strings of the lute, and opened her mouth to sing.

Lu Shang, who heard the singing, was stunned on the spot, it was a ballad from their hometown, when she was a child, Wanhua was unhappy, he sang this song to coax her.

Lu Shang carefully looked at the appearance of the Oiran, and his heart seemed to be wrapped around a silk thread that was getting tighter and tighter.

In fact, the appearance of the flower has not changed much, but it is open, and it is a little unnoticeable for a while......

"Just because you see something you shouldn't see, you're going to abandon a woman who has loved you for so long? Lu Shang! I look down on you! ”

Meng Yuyun's voice pulled Lu Shang out of her memories like a pair of ruthless palms, and she slapped the table with one palm, and the tiger's mouth was shocked to numbness.

Meng Yuyun left, but Qin Jingan remained in the tavern and stared at Lu Shang quietly.

The tears in the corners of his eyes were dried by the wind, his cheeks were a little itchy, and the people around him looked at their table with a strange gaze, Lu Shang suddenly realized this, and hurriedly raised his hand and wiped the tears with his sleeve.