He still didn't give her back the ropa, and invited her to go to the theater tomorrow to watch the play together, and the previous rejection seemed to have never happened.

The next day, Ye Shuwan only had one scene, and after singing, she returned to the room and removed her makeup in front of the bronze mirror.

The steward walked in, he gently lifted the placket of his robe, and then sat down at the table: "Awan, you have already sung one today, and you shouldn't have sung the second one, but there is a son who has to listen to you sing alive or dead, and it is also fate, and the name of that son also has the word Shaozhuo." ”

In the past, there were often people who wanted to listen to themselves singing, but Ye Shuwan didn't care, but the word Shaozhuo was like a thunderbolt in her mind.

The name that has been read for so long is so untrue when it is mentioned now.

She stood up in a trance: "Shaozhuo......"

Her voice was soft, as if she was afraid of shattering a dream she had been waiting for for a long time.

The steward nodded, "yes, that's what he said." ”

When he said this, the makeup on Ye Shuwan's face had not been removed, and she couldn't care about it, so she ran out, "I want to see if he can deserve this name." ”

However, her heart was full of the same sparkling eyes from years ago.

At a glance, she saw a crowd of people hugging a person, who was dressed in a navy blue robe, with handsome eyebrows, and a face with the squirrel and laziness of a noble child.

Ye Shuwan didn't have time to think about it before she ran in front of him: "You are... Few..... Profound? ”

Her voice trembled a little, and she had thought about the words for so long, but now when she really called them out, she was a little timid, and she had a slight expectation.

The man looked down at the girl in front of him, and his posture was the same as when Chu Shaozhuo asked her name many years ago.

She thought he would call out her name, but his gaze was still silent and cold, his brows furrowed slightly, and he asked her, "Haven't you Miss Ye Shuwan come yet?" ”

The eagerness in Ye Shuwan's eyes cooled instantly, but she still hid the inexplicable sadness, and asked with a chuckle: "Has Childe ever seen Miss Ye Shuwan?" ”

The man's brow furrowed even deeper, and his face was a little gloomy.

When the attendant next to him saw it, he sneered and said, "My young master is here to play in the capital, I heard that this Ye Shuwan girl's play is good, I want to come and hear it, where will I see it." ”

Ye Shuwan's fingers trembled, and the paint on her face was even more stinging under the attendant's mocking words.

She chuckled and said, "Miss Ye Shuwan asked me to bring a message to my son, she can't sing, please go back." ”

The man glanced at her lightly, and threw the melon seeds in his hand on the table with disdain: "Cut, if you don't come, you won't come, I've waited for so long in vain, it's just a play, and I take myself too seriously, I'm not uncommon to watch." ”

Then he got up and left, and someone around responded and said, "Yes, isn't it just a famous play, even if it is famous, isn't it still a play." ”

Ye Shuwan stood there, and after a long time, she murmured: "It turns out that he is not worthy......"

Chu Ruojun wanted to appease her, or wanted to teach those people a lesson, but Lin Changtian grabbed her wrist and shook her head gently.

The people in the garden finally dispersed, Ye Shuwan walked slowly to the backyard, looking at the old tree, she remembered that it was there that she met him, and he said, "Girl, you really don't sing very well." ”

She chuckled, "I don't sing hard now...... But you can't hear ......"

There are not only the two of them who have been observing Ye Shuwan in the dark, but of course Zhao Sangongzi. Ye Shuwan was just about to get up and go back to the room, when she bumped into a hard chest, and then she heard Zhao Sangongzi's slightly hoarse voice: "Why Chu Shaozhuo?" ”

Ye Shuwan didn't expect him to ask this, she looked at his side face a little blurred in the dark, he lowered his head, and his eyes were like broken starlight under the cold moon.

Ye Shuwan's fingers moved slightly, and she said in a low voice, "I don't know." ”

She didn't know, she only remembered the pair of dark and bright eyes back then, and the edges and corners that the boy stuffed her, he said: "My sister doesn't know where to run, I came to her, this is what she likes to eat, it's inconvenient to hold, give it to you, you girls like it." ”

It's been three years, and the flowers in the courtyard have bloomed and fallen several times, but Chu Shaozhuo's three words can't be weathered in her memory for a long time.

Zhao Sangongzi made way for her, and his voice was slightly self-deprecating: "I'm such a bastard, naturally I can't compare to Chu Shaozhuo, and even his sister's fame is greater than mine." If Chu Shaozhuo is still there, I may still be able to compete with him, and if I lose, I will quit willingly, but he is gone, Awan, he is gone. ”

His tone was sad, "How can I fight with someone who is no longer there, if I lose to someone who no longer exists, it will make people laugh and cry even more, sometimes ...... Even I can't believe it......"

Ye Shuwan's fingers holding the corners of her skirt turned slightly white, and she only gently spit out four words: "I'm sorry." ”

Zhao Sangongzi finally roared softly: "What's so good about Chu Shaozhuo, he has already left ruthlessly!" ”

Ye Shuwan's fingers holding the corner of her skirt slowly loosened, and she didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a while.

She laughed and laughed and cried, she wondered if she was too stubborn.

Zhao Sangongzi thought that his attitude was not good, so he yelled at Ye Shuwan and cried, and hurriedly wiped her tears for her, and his voice was gentle: "Ah Wan, it's okay to forget him." ”

"But I don't want to forget."

It's really unforgettable, how can it be forgotten so easily?

After she said this, she bypassed him and went back to the house, leaving Zhao Sangongzi standing alone.

The wind that passed through the hall was so cold.

On the way back, Chu Ruojun asked Lin Changtian puzzled, "Why would Sister Wanwan be so out of shape when she heard the same name?" ”

"There are some things you don't understand." Lin Changtian stretched out his hand and rubbed her hair, if he met a woman named Ruojun on the battlefield, maybe he would show mercy and let her live.

"Then why doesn't Sister Wanwan want to forget that memory, which is now full of pain?" Chu Ruojun's eyes were wide, full of doubts and puzzles.

Lin Changtian looked at her deeply, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of deep meaning that she couldn't understand, "Some people, even those who can never be replaced, and they can't be forced." ”

Because of love parting, I can't ask for it, only scars are left as companions, and it is better than the endless emptiness of a long night.

Chu Ruojun raised her head stubbornly, "There is something that can't be forced, I have to be forced!" ”

However, not long after saying this, Chu Ruojun met Shen Yi, the king of Qi, again.

Shen Yi was like a huge joke from heaven, reminding Chu Ruojun that there was something in this world that she couldn't force.