Volume 1 Chapter 33

One leaf love, three lives of hatred, a few tears from people, turned into pain in the mirror!

It is said that Li Qiusheng's figure that has been missing for more than half a month suddenly appeared in the back garden, which suddenly made the whole blue and white embroidery building that was restless in the bath seem quiet, and it also made the two women of the old bustard's mother, Liu Zhier and Dong Yanzhi, smile and smile. Although it is sadistic, it is a good result.

At the moment when Li Qiusheng finally appeared, Liu Zhi'er was so anxious that she even crawled and rolled wolf rampantly to meet her, hugging the broken Li Qiusheng while beating lightly, while muttering to herself: "You heartless and broken household, just leave, and don't tell the old lady, which makes the old lady worry about it in vain." The most hateful thing is that you are leaving, but Dong Zhi is also suffering. Let's see for yourself, what Dong Yanzhi has become like now. The old lady can't wait to devour you alive, so as not to hurt others in this world again. ”

Li Qiusheng, who returned from being broken like a beggar, was hugged by Liu Zhier like this, and he couldn't help but complain, he was already out of breath, his hands and feet were numb, and he wanted to break free, and he was powerless to show his hands and feet for a while, so he had to let Liu Zhier regret and spoil him like he loved his own son. Ren is Li Qiusheng's fierce despicability, and at this time, he couldn't help Liu Zhi'er's true feelings, and his dull eyes became cloudy.

Dong Yanzhi, who was standing on the sidelines and watching, also persuaded with tears of joy in her eyes: "Auntie, you should also rest and rest, it's not good to always destroy people like this." Brother Qiusheng has just come back, and he is about to become a dilapidated household living on the streets, so you ask Brother Qiusheng to quickly clean up and clean up. No matter how good we are to set up wine for Brother Qiusheng, the humiliation that has been suppressed in the past half a month, wouldn't it be better and happier for the two of us to have a good chat. ”

Liu Zhi'er listened to Dong Yanzhi's persuasion, and immediately patted her head and responded: "Or Yanzhi is considerate and meticulous, and my aunt only cares about the autumn growth and autumn growth, where do you still remember these?" In this way, let's do what Yanzhi suggests, don't be stupid and cry in vain here. Liu Zhi'er said this, the little girl in Tsing Yi below, Si Shui, Wu Feng, and the big housekeeper Ma Fu were immediately busy according to the words of the big boss, and they were still waiting for Liu Zhi'er to say one more word.

Li Qiusheng hurriedly broke free from Liu Zhi'er's embrace and walked straight in front of Dong Yanzhi. The eyes were deep, her eyes were bright and deep, staring at Dong Yanzhi, who was white and red, and her eyes were deep in her sad but quiet, the corners of her mouth buzzed a few times, and she couldn't say a good word. Li Qiusheng mechanically shook his hand and scratched a head of fluffy and messy hair, a hint of self-deprecation appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he glanced down at the rotten cloth shoes on his feet, and his face was flushed with a layer of red light. He really couldn't imagine that he was such an embarrassed and shabby portrait, vividly presented in front of Dong Yanzhi, who lived for the rest of her life after the catastrophe, and it was so to the bottom of the matter.

Li Qiusheng timidly opened his mouth and said slowly: "Yanzhi, don't cry, I, I, I'm back." Then it was like a dumb speech, silent.

"Well, Brother Qiusheng, it's good to come back, it's good to come back. If you leave, all of our hearts will be broken. Looking forward to the stars and the moon, they all hope that Brother Qiusheng will come back soon. Now that you're back, you don't have to say anything more, just let those bad luck go away, as long as we're together, it's better than anything else. Dong Yanzhi listened to Li Qiusheng's slow words and responded carefully, and all the feelings and grievances in her heart were presented in these plain words.

"Yes, Qiusheng, you are not allowed to mention sad things. Let him pass what has passed, if you are not honest, I will not agree to you, my mother. You see, aren't Dong Yanzhi's girl's eyes still studded with tears that have dried up for you alone? At this time, if you provoke Dong Yanzhi's girl's liver and intestines to ripple with tears, I have to ask you. Liu Zhi'er said tightly on the side, and the pungency in the mouth in the past did not mean that the saltiness was less salty.

"Yes, old bustard, you don't need to be so cruel to me. People have just come back, I know this, master, I am willing to hurt the fairy sister's heart a little more, and then shed a drop of tears. If you want to be sad and cry again, since I will do it for you, I won't bother you. Li Qiusheng turned around and quipped at Liu Zhi'er, who interjected on the side, and deliberately made a bad grimace backwards, revealing a little disdain and contempt in his words.

Liu Zhi'er was suddenly so angry that she was dumbfounded: "You, you, you stinky boy, as soon as you come back, you will give the insulting old lady to eat, is it that the old lady owes you in her last life?" Anyway, it's not bad for you to be this bite. ”

Dong Yanzhi saw at a glance that the two of them were in such a hurry as soon as they met, and hurriedly argued: "Auntie, don't be in a hurry." Yan Zhi is as weak as you think, and of course it's not made with water. In short, now is the best ending when there is no shortage of people, even if the days ago were bitter and painful, it should be a time when everyone is happy. How could Yan Zhi cry lightly and be sad, it must be that her aunt is too careful. In my opinion, you two are like a pair of happy enemies, as long as they meet each other, there will be constant chatter and anger; It is like two independent hedgehogs, which are difficult to fuse together. ”

"Hey, Yanzhi, don't worry about whether you are wronged or not. As long as you don't cry sadly, anyway, my aunt is scared by you these days. If there is another scene like last time when you faint and vomit blood on the spot, it will be the lifeblood of your aunt. Liu Zhi'er added with a serious face, as if she was afraid that Li Qiusheng would not hear what was going on in her mouth.

"Yan Zhi, you are so worried about me that you vomit blood? Is this true? After Li Qiusheng listened carefully to Liu Zhi'er's words, this sentence suddenly popped up. Suddenly, she looked at Dong Yanzhi with a worried face. In the deep and bright eyes, there was some panic and uneasiness, and there were two more clear tears on the dirty face.

Li Qiusheng's voice suddenly became hoarse, and he muttered to himself: "Yanzhi, you are so good!" He vomited blood for me. ”

On the evening of early autumn, the night breeze is blowing, and the moon and stars are scarce. The candles in the back wing room of the blue and white embroidery building are bright, and the joy and wine are happy.

Liu Zhi'er was taking Dong Yanzhi, Li Qiusheng, and the little girl in Tsing Yi to sit around a table, and it was already hot and drunk. Sishui and Wufeng, the two maids, also stood aside with a kind face, carefully dealing with Liu Zhi'er's orders. All of a sudden, the warmth of the room was full, and the breath of the family was sinking in the misty night. The smile that the old bustard's mother Liu Zhi'er has never had is also bursting in the gentleness of the night like the sound of flowers blooming, dazzling.

Liu Zhi'er first picked up the chopsticks, picked up a few big pieces of braised pork and handed them directly to Li Qiusheng's bowl and said loudly: "Stinky boy, I lost you a few days ago, now make up for it." That's all the old lady can do for you, I hope you don't be weird. Li Qiusheng replied casually: "Mother bustard, I won't die, master, and I thank you for your favor." Master, what do I dare to blame you there? "Hey, stinky boy, don't mention these stagnant water that can't boil the pot, now that you're back safely, that's the best big thing in the Blue and White Embroidery Building." In the future, we can get together as a family again and live happily. ”

Although Liu Zhi'er was still talking homely words, she didn't forget to put a handful of fine phoenix meat in her hand and put it in Dong Yanzhi's bowl. Said slowly: "Yan Zhi, you also have to make up for your body." You're so weak. A few days ago, you were about to cross over, which is really worrying. Now that it's easier, it's time for you to recuperate. lest they fall into the root of the disease in the future, and it will be a scourge that will be difficult to get rid of. ”

"Auntie, you have a lot of heart again. Aren't I sitting here now and washing the dust with you for Brother Qiusheng? Why do you say those unlucky words? You see that Brother Qiusheng has been much thinner and weaker than before, but you are not in a hurry for him, but for me everywhere. What kind of drama are you making trouble? What really hurts me is Brother Qiusheng, he is alone, deflated, lacking food and clothing, is the real suffering! No matter how bad the environment I am in, my aunt has sent someone to take care of me, I don't know how many times stronger than Brother Qiusheng? So my aunt doesn't have to protect Yanzhi everywhere. Yan Zhi understands her body and is not distracted by her aunt. Dong Yanzhi dismissed the fine phoenix meat that Liu Zhi'er brought and introduced the topic to Li Qiusheng, hoping to relieve Liu Zhi'er's excessive concern for herself.

Li Qiusheng continued: "Yanzhi, you just follow the old bustard's mother's wishes." Actually, the bustard's mother is also very good. At least in the courtyard of the Blue and White Embroidery Building, she is a good person, and she is fair and good to everyone. Liu Zhi'er was agitated by Li Qiusheng, and immediately laughed and said: "Ouch, stinky boy, I know how good my mother is when I get to this juncture." Isn't your brain a little unresponsive? ”

"It's not late, it's not late, everyone knows how good my aunt is. Brother Qiusheng just pretended not to say it, isn't his virtuous aunt still unclear?" Dong Yanzhi hurriedly corrected, her gentle eyes had slowly swept over Li Qiusheng's face, and the corners of her mouth showed a slight smug smile.

"That's it, that's it, my aunt is the best for us. Auntie's good, I dare to pack tickets. As for others, I don't dare to pack tickets. The little girl in Tsing Yi hurriedly rushed to the topic to confess, for fear that she would have nothing to do with herself if she was a little late, so the red wine halo on her face was very cute in the candlelight.

A burst of joyful laughter suddenly flew out of the window, flying out in the lonely moon like water, like wind, like rain, and like fog, each telling a bizarre story.

In the blink of an eye, the night is deep, the candle flame is dim, and the world is surprisingly quiet. Dong Yanzhi leaned on the windowsill with wide eyes, looking at the night, doubting the candles, and dancing wildly; A que of lyrics came out of my mind. Hit the undulating chest, pour with the pen, and walk with the ink.

"The sorrow is small and messy, and the picture scroll is empty. If you have to draw your eyebrows well, you will work tirelessly to cross thousands of mountains. There is a long way and there is a heavenly river, and hee hee flies to take the magpie bridge fairy. Oh, don't say that the autumn is in the middle of this, and the night is vast. lowered his head, pulled his clothes, and ended up with two lines of lights and tears. Hate like that, there is no one to wish, to be free, one leaf of love, three lives of hatred, a few tears of separation, turned into pain in the mirror! “

In the morning, when the bird is still running and chirping on the branches, the sun is still reluctant to collect its slender figure, and a beautiful day has begun to come again, and the world has restored its proper order.

Li Qiusheng carried a small bucket of warm hot water with a limp and stopped in front of the door of the wing room in the backyard of the blue and white embroidery building. I saw him listen carefully, and a melodious and empty piano sound slowly came out of the room. In the morning light time, like a sharp arrow passing through, suddenly in your heart hit an inextricable tangle, flowing in its magical subtlety.

The window of the wing room was pushed open with a creak, and the little girl in Tsing Yi poked out half of her black and shiny head from the room, her eyes looked around, and she caught a glimpse of Li Qiusheng standing in front of the door, and was about to shout, but was stopped by Li Qiusheng stretching out a finger in time to shush. Tsing Yi understood, and didn't say hello much, a strange smile flashed on his face, and he immediately stayed back. The sound of the guqin in the room is still constantly gurgling and overflowing, spreading in the empty morning light, fluttering, tickling the hearts and souls of the people listening to the qin.

"Hey, why don't you come in? What are you doing standing in the doorway stupidly? Look at you, your feet are not good yet, so you are busy, if there is an unexpected mistake, how do you call me? Dong Yanzhi suddenly opened the door and complained to Li Qiusheng, who was still stunned by the sound of the piano, and gently tried with a handkerchief the Hanzhu on Li Qiusheng's face that had overflowed from his forehead due to the hard lifting of water, and his eyes were already revealing inexplicable surprise and admiration.

Li Qiusheng wanted to resign Dong Yanzhi's enthusiastic action, but the little girl in Tsing Yi stood up in time and grinned: "Brother Qiusheng, don't shirk." It's not too much to let Sister Yanzhi wipe the Han beads on your forehead for you, besides, we are all a family, what else is there to restrain etiquette. If it were you who were me, it would be strange if you didn't hurry up and paste it! Why is this twisting and pinching pretentious? ”

"Cut, little girl, what do you know? People don't twist and pinch pretentiousness? I just don't want to disturb the sound of the piano in this day, it's rare to hear it in the world. Li Qiusheng hurriedly argued, for fear that the little girl in Tsing Yi would give herself a strong peck again, and then show off herself in front of others like she was holding on to something.

"Brother Qiusheng, I know you want to listen to the guqin I play. Since it's like skin, then okay, you come over the windowsill, and I'll play the song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" for you. Dong Yanzhi whispered a little shyly, and a damp crimson had flown over her face. The little girl in Tsing Yi clapped her hands and interjected again: "Okay, okay, Brother Qiusheng, let's listen to the piano." ”

In front of the windowsill, Dong Yanzhi sat in front of the guqin, caressing the string keys, and bowed her head to sing one by one. Li Qiusheng sat next to him, and the little girl in Tsing Yi sat on the right, and the two suddenly sat around listening to the piano and listening to the songs, and their intentions turned as they liked. A ray of sunlight enters through the window and spreads on the windowsill, shining brightly. Accompanied by the morning breeze, the sound of the piano is long, and the singing is heavenly. Looking back and smiling, the eyes are affectionate; Flicking the command sleeve, the heart is full of spirits, it is a good picture of pillow beauty and concentricity in the world.

May the gentleman be affectionate, and the mandarin ducks will admire each other. When raising the case with eyebrows, do not be the same forest bird.

Sigh in your heart, and live together. Centuries of love are entangled, and thousands of generations of flowers and leaves are entangled.

Grand Description: The first volume of "Falling Lights" has come to an end, and the second volume is about to be staged.

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