The rain silently slid over the temperature of his palms, and his eyes swept into horror.

It turns out that your heart is not as cold as snow, and my heart is full of tears.

How can this be such a blurry scene of melancholy? Warm the temperature in the wind and rain.

Looking at this Hongchen drama, have you also jumped into the heart of the vein?

said that Liu Zhier didn't allow Dong Yanzhi to call "Brother Qiusheng is long, Brother Qiusheng is short", so she only asked Dong Yanzhi to ask Li Qiusheng how to call him.

Dong Yanzhi did not shirk, and after listening to Liu Zhi'er's lecture, she slowly walked in front of Li Qiusheng and said softly: "Qiusheng, Yanzhi has just arrived, I don't know what to call you?" If there is an offense that you don't know nowhere, please bear with me and understand! Dong Yanzhi, thank you in advance. ”

Dong Yanzhi's gentle situation is full of touching and pitiful appearance, and it makes people feel heartache when they look at it.

"Whatever you want, whatever you want, I, I also say, I can't say, let you call me anything. In short, no, but, don't be obsessed with a symbol that distinguishes you from others. ”

Li Qiusheng's tone suddenly became intermittent and replied, there was still a trace of him and the old bustard's mother Liu Zhi'er talking back, strong, refusing to give in, and half angry and angry.

What is showing in front of Dong Yanzhi now is a young young man who looks timid, speaks intermittently, and has spotless purity in his eyes. Like himself, he is still somewhat childish.

Dong Yanzhi's heart suddenly became entangled, and she seemed to feel that the young man in front of her was special. But Dong Yanzhi couldn't explain for a while where this tangled feeling in her heart came from? She had more intuition to tell herself: why did this young man in front of her, who seemed to others to be full of violence, arrogance, and brutality, become a docile and amiable little cake sheep as soon as he came to her eyes.

Although the old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er, in less than two days, warned Dong Yanzhi more than once and again how the young man in front of her was arrogant and reckless. But in Dong Yanzhi's eyes, Jing is so surprisingly calm and shy, he Li Qiusheng has no pretentiousness, he doesn't talk much, his temper is docile, his temperament is well-behaved, and he doesn't dislike shabby clothes in bitter clothes.

No matter how much of the little girl in Tsing Yi is the same as the little girl, there is no trace of excessive violence, and even more reflects the closest feelings between a brother and sister, and the most cordial care and love that an elder brother should have for his sister.

Dong Yanzhi seems to be lost in this illusion of charm and spirit, and she can't help herself when she is immersed in it for a while. She began to believe and doubt the words of the old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er, is he Li Qiusheng still a teenager full of violence, arrogance, and arrogance? Because in Dong Yanzhi's heart, all these manifestations are pretentious illusions, not Li Qiusheng's true original appearance.

The old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er, suddenly hurriedly sighed a few times, shook her body, shrugged her shoulders, looked at Dong Yanzhi and said in horror: "Yanzhi, what's wrong with you?" Suddenly came out of this dejected appearance. Don't scare your aunt. ”

Dong Yanzhi suddenly felt her momentary gaffe after Liu Zhi'er's nervous questioning, and hurriedly replied: "Auntie, Yanzhi is fine, it's just a distraction for a while." Auntie, don't be too anxious, Yanzhi, she will take care of herself in a measured manner. ”

"Oh, it's okay. Yan Zhi, looking at your faint appearance just now, scared my aunt to death. At this moment, my heart is still beating non-stop. Liu Zhi'er made a look, patted her heart and said tremblingly.

"Auntie, Yanzhi is really fine, you can rest assured. If there is a sore spot and inconvenience on Yan Zhi's body, she will definitely tell her aunt, so as to avoid her aunt's worries and worries. Dong Yanzhi regained her tactful and melodious voice and said softly, like a water hibiscus with a natural purity, with inviolable and obscene dignity in her beauty.

"Yes, in the courtyard of the blue and white embroidery building, if there is anything wrong with Yanzhi, just tell your aunt, and your aunt will definitely advocate for you. Especially Li Qiusheng's kid, you can't indulge him. He's a weird elf, and if you're not careful, he'll be bad. But don't be afraid of this kid, this kid has any bad ideas, you don't have to worry about it, let your aunt take his time to clean him up. Liu Zhi'er held Dong Yanzhi's slender jade hand and said lovingly, it could be seen that she loved Dong Yanzhi, as if all the grievances in her mouth were vented to Li Qiusheng's body for a while.

"Well, what my aunt said is true, but my aunt doesn't have to be so hateful to Li Qiusheng. In Yan Zhi's opinion, Li Qiusheng doesn't seem to be as hateful as her aunt said! Is it that my aunt mistook Li Qiusheng, or she hasn't found out that Li Qiusheng is good. Dong Yanzhi suddenly took out what she had just thought in her heart, and gently threw it in front of Liu Zhi'er, the old bustard's mother. Her watery eyes flashed, looking at everything in front of her with purity and immaculateness.

"Hehe, it turned out to be a good word for that kid. Hey, I don't know that this kid is a great blessing that he cultivated in that life, and he actually let such a fairy sister-like woman accumulate virtue and do good deeds for him. Yanzhi, my aunt really doesn't know what to say about you. Maybe my aunt was a little harsh and strict with that kid, but it was all for the good of this kid. This kid has a strange background, so my aunt won't tell you more. I don't know why, Liu Zhi'er suddenly said as if the whole person seemed to step down, and became soft and weak, just like Yuan Yan, who had leaked all the secrets in his heart and supported the spiritual existence, the shriveled balloon was sinking little by little.

"Li Qiusheng, you see that even the fairy sister has said good things for your kid, and I can't be hostile to you, old lady. In the future, you can do whatever you like, and if you like to make trouble, I don't care about you. Just one thing, the old lady has explained to you, you have to take good care of Dong Yanzhi, a beautiful and delicate woman like a fairy sister. If she has a disadvantage, I am the only one who asks. Liu Zhi'er finally let go of her verbal evil anger and said to Li Qiusheng stupidly, as if she deliberately said it to Dong Yanzhi.

"Okay, Brother Qiusheng, hurry up and thank my aunt. Don't wait for your aunt to regret what she just said, you have to suffer again. Dong Yanzhi turned her head and said warmly to Li Qiusheng on the side, her eyes were full of infinite tenderness.

Li Qiusheng's eyes finally slowly swept over Liu Zhi'er's stiff face, and after a pause, he said slowly and reluctantly: "Thank you, the old bustard, Li Qiusheng is sincerely grateful to the old bustard's mother for her great kindness over the years, and Li Qiusheng will always remember it in his heart." ”

"Heh, heh, look, you see, just got a little benefit, this kid has such an arrogant and arrogant demeanor, and there is a little sincerity in his heart. I see, forget it, it's okay not to listen to this kid who says these words of gratitude. Yan Zhi, come, let's talk in the house, let this kid do something practical, don't cheap this kid. Liu Zhi'er took Dong Yanzhi's hand and walked towards the house.

"Where, aunt, in the future, will Yanzhi be allowed to call Li Qiusheng "Brother Qiusheng"? My aunt is not allowed to regret this. Dong Yanzhi paused for a moment, and immediately turned back to ask Liu Zhi'er with a warm smile.

"Ouch, hey, auntie doesn't care, doesn't care. If the fairy sister is comfortable, she can call that kid whatever she wants. I just ask the fairy sister to be obedient, and it is good for our mother and daughter to be together. Liu Zhi'er suddenly became clumsy again, and smiled, but her eyebrows and eyes smiled into a long slit.

"Okay, Brother Qiusheng, I can call you "Brother Qiusheng" openly. My aunt agreed, and I don't have to hide like this in the future, and I don't have to call you "Brother Qiusheng" like this. The little girl in Tsing Yi poked out her little bun again, flashed a pair of clear and flawless eyes, and clapped her hands happily and smiled, as if she was suddenly full of surprise and confusion about the world.

Li Qiusheng stared back at Tsing Yi who stretched out his little head to interject and speak, and roared stupidly: "As long as you can, just coax you, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb person."

Tsing Yi was yelled at by Li Qiusheng, his head shrank, his eyes widened at the boss, and then he raised his two little hands and made a big grimace on his face, and retreated with a smile.

The main wing room has returned to its usual normal, and what is different is that from this moment on, this long-idle main wing room has ushered in its true owner and story. Just as the fate of Li Qiusheng was changed at the end, it also changed the ups and downs of the entire blue and white embroidery building.

Suddenly, it rained heavily in the sky outside the room, and the sky seemed to become gloomy, no longer as bright as before. Some fierce winds also roared softly from time to time.

Li Qiusheng has been running back and forth several times holding the household clutter that needs to be cleaned up. Even if he was drenched in heavy rain and shivered all over his body, Li Qiusheng did not dare to forget the repeated admonitions and orders of the little girl Tsing Yi in the wing. His mind kept circling back and forth with a sentence that Tsing Yi said: "Brother Qiusheng, you see that Sister Yanzhi is such a beautiful woman as a fairy, how can there be these mismatched sundries in her residence?" Clean it up, otherwise Sister Yanzhi will suffer by herself if the dust is dirty! ”

It's just that at this moment, the tattered and notorious fur cloak that Li Qiusheng was wearing had already bent heavily under the soaking of the rain, and Li Qiusheng's body was a little sluggish at this time. But he still gritted his teeth, took firm steps, and rushed into the rain curtain with sharp and attentive eyes, without the slightest tiredness and slackness.

The rain slid through Li Qiusheng's eyes, the wind whistled through Li Qiusheng's hairline, and his clothes were cold and wet, but Li Qiusheng kept telling himself in his heart: He must clean the west wing of the big backyard of this blue and white embroidery building and be spotless. is like a quiet and warm appearance of a paradise, so that this fairy sister is a delicate girl in the mortal world, living comfortably and peacefully, and feeling regretful; Live comfortably and carefree; I don't feel a trace of hesitation when I first enter the world.

Li Qiusheng was desperate to do his own thing, and he was desperate to think about his own thoughts. It seems that there are no more hateful things and obsessions in the world that can shake Li Qiusheng's determination, all he can think and do is to clean up all these untimely household items in front of him as soon as possible, and return the west wing of the large backyard of the blue and white embroidery building to the most beautiful paradise on earth.

Li Qiusheng was doing, walking, hugging, and busy all the time. He forgot that the heavy rain had devoured his figure viciously, and the coldness dripping down his brow flowed through his body. Like a merciless bamboo whip, it whipped his body and mind violently, but for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was sad or desolate. Perhaps, in this world, only Li Qiusheng knows his taste and pain, and no one has ever been able to empathize with him.

Rain, in the dripping ground. The wind, howling in warmth and camouflage. A red oil-paper umbrella quietly held up the top of Li Qiusheng's head, and the rain splashed on the umbrella bones, and the sharp jumps slowly flowed down the umbrella bones, like a stream of thin water, always unrestrained with his wonderful life.

Li Qiusheng suddenly stopped, turned his head, and glanced at the umbrella holder behind him, but he was unconsciously stunned first.

Dong Yanzhi was holding a red oil paper umbrella, a fairy who had fallen into the dust, her eyebrows were affectionate, her clothes were elegant, and she was leaning on Li Qiusheng's back with delicate feet, looking at Qiuqiusheng in front of her with clear and gentle eyes, and there seemed to be an inexhaustible pulse of sadness in her heart. The wind and rain swept away a few strands of drooping green silk on the eyebrows, revealing a bit of elegance in the charm, and occasionally at a glance, she is really a delicate and delicate woman in the world.

Li Qiusheng's gaze stopped at this moment, like the first rays of the sun, shining on Dong Yanzhi's body.

Dong Yanzhi did not deliberately avoid Li Qiusheng's frightened gaze at this moment, but instead greeted her warmly and gently, not evading it. She thought that at this moment, Li Qiusheng, an orphan who was working frantically for himself in the rain, needed a warm look in his heart as much as herself, and even more needed a warm hug. However, what she Dong Yanzhi can give him is not a warm hug, but a warm look from the most compassionate person in the world.

At this moment, the rain is howling, the wind is howling, the eyes are blurred, and the sorrow is long.

Two young boys and girls looked at each other in the heavy rain, speechless. Quietly accompanied, accompanied。。。。。。。

The rain silently slid over the temperature of his palms, and his eyes swept into horror.

It turns out that your heart is not as cold as snow, and my heart is full of tears.