Walking on the embers of the sparse fireworks on the street, looking at the people passing by in groups of three or two, or five or six, Qin Liusu suddenly found that he was alone.

There is only one person himself. It's not because she's a little sorry for her at the moment, Xiaoyun isn't by her side. is not because the crowd just now washed away her and Wang Shixuan.

But at such a beautiful lantern festival, An Wenzhao who was missing in her heart.

Every time Qin Liusu thought of An Wenzhao, he suddenly appeared in the palace, the scene of him kissing her through the thin silk cloth, and the scene of him holding her and fighting with those guards, all as if it had just happened yesterday.

She had begun to learn to be strong, but at such a moment, how could she not miss him alone.

Look at the flickering lanterns, like him, look at the fireworks that bloom, look like him, look at the stars in the sky, and look like him.

Even if there was just a person beside him who looked like him from the afterglow, Qin Liusu had to look back to see if it was him.

Unconsciously, Qin Liusu had already embarked on the way home, away from the hustle and bustle of the bustling neighborhood, and being in this secluded intersection made people feel even more desolate.

The road she stepped on was the road she used when she first came to Beijing, and it was also the road where she and An Wenzhao came to the Anfu Mansion in the capital for the first time.

At that time, she was full of beautiful fantasies about the future, and she never thought that Mrs. An was planning a big plan, nor did she think that her fate would be so different from what she had hoped for two months later.

The capital is a place of right and wrong, but it is also a sad place for Qin Liusu. She also fantasized about one day returning to the carefree town with her brother.

And now, the revenge of killing her father on her back has made it impossible for her to leave easily. At the same time, there is no beloved brother to accompany him to go back to this road from worry-free.

The dark shadows of the trees were reflected on the road by the faint lights of the roadside, and the home that followed the road back no longer felt like home. In addition to the mother who made her feel distressed, there was nothing that belonged to her anymore, and there was nothing for her to worry about.

The sad melancholy of her heart was blocked for a while, and as the joy of that night of the lanterns faded away, tears still flowed down her eyes, down her cheeks, down her neck, across the placket, on the hem of her skirt, and onto the floor.

The mud and sand on the road seemed to be soaked and there was a dull grinding sound when it was trampled underfoot.

Qin Liusu said that she had figured it out to them, and whether she figured it out or not, only she knew in her heart. She never expressed her longing for An Wenzhao too much in front of others, but behind the scenes, whenever she thought of An Wenzhao, she was helpless like a child.

As before, and like all times, crying is her helpless way, her way of expressing her sadness, her expression of wanting to escape reality, and it is also telling God: she is crying so helplessly, so sad, can she get back to the person she loves.

Qin Liusu still wiped the tears on his face, wiped them away when new tears flowed, wiped them on his sleeves, and rubbed them on his coat.

Crying until she was dazed, she seemed to hear someone shouting to herself, such a shout was very familiar, but the tone was so unfamiliar that she had never heard it before.

Qin Liusu only thought that he was hallucinating, and he didn't take it seriously, and still walked forward.

"Qin Liusu." The shouting rang out again, and it was close to my ears. It was An Wenzhao's voice.

It doesn't matter if it's a hallucination or not, as long as it's her brother An Wenzhao, she doesn't want to miss it even if it's a dream.

Qin Liusu turned around, and the person standing opposite, the person who was more than ten feet away from her, was her brother, An Wenzhao.

Whether this is An Wenzhao or a dream, Qin Liusu doesn't know. She looked at her brother standing in front of her and didn't dare to move forward.

For fear that he would be frightened, he would disappear like a bubble.

Qin Liusu slowly walked to the front, and when he walked up to him, he hadn't disappeared yet.

She reached out and touched his forehead, he was not an apparition. Then it ran over his cheeks, to his lips. None of this is fake.

Qin Liusu understood that this was not what she imagined, this was her brother An Wenzhao.

"Brother! You really are my brother, I'm not dreaming! While calling him, Qin Liusu hugged An Wenzhao as soon as he could, and his little head rushed into his arms.

An Wenzhao also immediately hugged Qin Liusu tightly, watching her cry in his arms, and then stroked his hand to her head again.

When he saw Qin Liusu at this moment, An Wenzhao had already looked for her in the capital.

And from the moment An Wenzhao left Longhu Mountain. An Wenzhao only went crazy and rushed to the capital.

On the way to ride a horse, An Wenzhao thought too much. His speed was beyond the ordinary, but he still felt that the horses under him were running too slowly.

The moment he escaped from the palace, the moment he handed over the injured Qin Liusu to Wang Shixuan, he didn't expect that he hadn't been able to take care of her in person and comfort her well, so he said goodbye to Qin Liusu for a few days.

It's not because he doesn't worry that Wang Shixuan can't take care of Qin Liusu. He knew that the current Qin Liusu might have almost recovered from his injuries, or he might have been alive.

But he couldn't imagine how Qin Liusu would be unable to bear the news of his father's death. How did she spend the few days when he wasn't by Qin Liusu's side.

He also imagined the scene when he met Qin Liusu, no matter whether she was crying or laughing, he would be very happy, as long as she was well.

He had been worried about whether Qin Liusu was suffering and bullied in the palace, and he had also been angry that she was possessed by Duguyi. But now, when he thought that Qin Liusu had escaped from the abyssal sea like the palace, and when he thought that he was about to meet Qin Liusu, he only had hope and joy in his heart.

As long as it is Qin Liusu who returns to him, he will still love her as before, and love her more than before.

Even if he caught up with this annual Lantern Festival, An Wenzhao didn't hold it back.

The moment he arrived in the capital, An Wenzhao rushed back to Anfu first, looked around but didn't find Qin Liusu, and then learned that she had gone to participate in the Lantern Festival, and ran all over the East and West Streets to find her.

The hard work paid off, and he finally found Qin Liusu here.

"Qin Liusu, why don't you speak?" Based on An Wenzhao's understanding of Qin Liusu, in his opinion, Qin Liusu would definitely ask him questions after seeing him, asking him where he had gone and why he had not come back until now.

But today's Qin Liusu suddenly spoke very little.

"Qin Liusu." An Wenzhao looked at Qin Liusu's eyes, gently held her shoulders and asked her, "What's wrong with you, how are your injuries recovering, and does it still hurt?" ”

Qin Liusu listened to it but didn't hear it, and he didn't react at all, but he still didn't speak.

"Qin Liusu, what's wrong with you, don't scare me." An Wenzhao was anxious, shaking her head worriedly and talking to her.

"Brother." Qin Liusu stayed for a long time, but then he raised his head, looked at An Wenzhao and said to him: "Do you know, I thought you were dead, I thought you were the same as my father, you don't want me anymore, I thought I would never see you again, I thought ......"

"Qin Liusu, no, I won't just leave you alone." An Wenzhao was full of distress, and took Qin Liusu into his arms again, hugged her tightly, and comforted her.

"Brother, do you know how I've been here these days, my heart is like a knife cutting it. I really can't get through it. ”

Qin Liusu told An Wenzhao about the pain in her heart, when she saw him, at the moment when she knew that her brother was still alive and standing in front of her, she was like a child, pouring out all her sadness and thoughts.

Qin Liusu's heart was indeed about to endure, especially at this moment, at the moment she saw An Wenzhao, she felt in a trance that she had survived the past few days, and it was at this moment that she saw An Wenzhao, she finally had something to rely on, and her scarred heart was finally treated with medicine.

And An Wenzhao's heart, which had been hanging for a long time, finally let go at this moment. Qin Liusu is still his Qin Liusu, and his sister is still the sister he loves.

Holding the skinny Qin Liusu in his arms, An Wenzhao would never let others snatch her away from him again.

After Qin Liusu and An Wenzhao returned to the mansion of Na'an Mansion, the only one who was most surprised was Xiaoyun.

"Miss Qin Liusu, you can be regarded as coming back, I am dying, do you know that I ......" The moment Qin Liusu returned to Anfu, Xiaoyun, who arrived home first, had already been waiting anxiously for a long time.

But when he saw An Wenzhao still standing next to Qin Liusu, Xiaoyun's eyes widened: "Miss, I'm ...... I'm not mistaken, the young master actually came back, and you threw it down Wang Shixuan turned out to be looking for our young master An, where did you find it......"

An Wenzhao was able to come back, but he said that Qin Liusu was already very happy, but he didn't expect Xiaoyun to be more excited than her, looking at Wang Shixuan in surprise, while pulling Qin Liusu to ask questions.

But An Wenzhao only heard the three words "Wang Shixuan" in Xiaoyun's words, he inadvertently glanced at Qin Liusu beside him, and then at Xiaoyun, and then didn't say anything, only suppressed the words he wanted to ask in his heart first.

"Oops, Xiaoyun." Looking at Xiaoyun's curious look, Qin Liusu immediately explained to her: "Don't worry, I don't know where my brother has been these days." The most important thing now is that my brother is back, and when I look back and ask him where he has been these days, I'll tell you slowly. ”

Qin Liusu said with a smile. Xiaoyun could also see that when An Wenzhao came back, Qin Liusu's whole person was also a lot more energetic, so he said to the two of them:

"Okay, okay, I'm not in a hurry. I just went home at this point, our young master An should be hungry too, I'll go to the kitchen and get you something to eat? ”

Xiaoyun made a gesture, An Wenzhao touched his stomach, and then immediately agreed to her: "Yes, then you go quickly, after such a long journey, Young Master Ben is really starving to death." ”

After that, Xiaoyun also left here first and went to the kitchen.

"Qin Liusu, is your injury better, does it still hurt?"

The two sat at the table, An Wenzhao's first concern was the injury on Qin Liusu's shoulder, seeing that although she was safe and sound now, his heart was still very distressed.

Qin Liusu didn't speak.

She only held her chin with her hand, lying quietly on the table, looking at An Wenzhao.

In Qin Liusu's memory, she seemed to have never stared at An Wenzhao so directly. The pair of eyebrows as delicate as distant mountains, peach blossom eyes like crescent moon when smiling, straight nose bridge, and vermilion lips like clotted cream, are set on his smooth face, and he is still the beautiful boy in Qin Liusu's heart.

And the fine hair on his forehead. Since Qin Liusu first saw An Wenzhao after entering the palace, he no longer wore his hair in a smooth bun like before.

also accompanied by her brother's words to her, "You have to learn martial arts to protect her", An Wenzhao's forehead and temples made him more mature.

"Qin Liusu." Seeing that Qin Liusu didn't speak, An Wenzhao couldn't help but shout at her again: "What are you thinking." ”

Qin Liusu was already fascinated, and when he was interrupted by this, he suddenly came back to his senses, removed his gaze from An Wenzhao's face, his eyes flickered twice, and he stammered back to him: "No...... It's nothing. I couldn't help but grin at him.