Han Chu didn't know why she had to run away, even if she broke the affair between Shen Yu and Chacha, at most she should be ashamed.

But she ran back into the house in one go.

There was some pain in her feet, it should have been when she fell, but Han Chu felt that her right hand hurt even more, and the silk handkerchief she was holding was like a fire, burning fiercely in her palm.

The silk pari is wrapped in Cha Cha's earrings. But Han Chu understood that this earring could now be lost.

What needs to be thrown away is more than just an earring? Han Chu looked at the guqin on the case, and suddenly, his mind was hot, and he hugged it in his arms, turned around and went out of the yard again.

I don't know how many detours I made, until I walked with unbearable pain in my feet, and I faintly heard the sound of water. She hugged the piano in despair, looked at the blue spring in front of her, and laughed silently.

She should have understood, where is the Qinglou woman worthy of a man's sincerity?

As Shen Yu said, they are just prostitutes! It's ridiculous that he just gave her a piano, and she thought he had some respect and sincerity.

It turns out that I still take a fancy to her skin!

The beginning is the beginning. Indeed, she has never put herself in the right position, and only blindly pursues ethereal loyal love. But in the end, it's all a mirror.

The words of Shen Yu's bed are still in her ears, and she has delayed her innocence and extravagance.

It's just a prostitute......

But when he heard the sound of "plopping", Han Chu's arms became empty in an instant. She struggled to throw the guqin into the water, as if she had lost a blood-stained blade, and she was the culprit in escaping the murder.

Ripples rippled on the surface of the water, making it look particularly attractive in the moonlight. Only the next moment, this eerie scene has been broken by a glimmer of light.

"Who's here?" Han Chu heard a sharp shout and asked. The voice was a little wary and stiff, so cold that it made people shudder.

Han Chu looked sideways along the light, and first saw a man with a lantern not far away, not very old, with a long sword at his waist, which seemed to be a ...... Guards?

At the next glance, Han Chu had already seen another man in front of the guard.

I saw a white dress exuding a soft light color under the reflection of the lantern, which formed a sharp contrast with the dark night, clear and hazy, like the stars of the night, some unreachable sense of heaven and man.

Han Chu couldn't see the appearance of the man in white, and he could only vaguely identify that it was a young man. The cold temperament around him is so quiet, yet so strong, that the contradiction is impossible to ignore.

Besides, the man in white is in a wheelchair.

There was a moment of trance at the beginning of Han. The appearance of the master and servant so quietly is strange and mysterious. This is obviously Shen Yu's private mansion, and there are still a few beauties, how can a strange man appear out of thin air?

If it weren't for the fact that the man in white was in a wheelchair and seemed to have some inconvenience in his legs and feet, Han Chu would almost think that these were the two immortals who came from somewhere, and they occasionally stopped here for a while.

After all, such a night and such a scenery are all endless blurry beauty, and it is easy to provoke endless blurry illusions.

Xu Shihan had been in his mind for a long time, but when he saw that the man who looked like a guard had raised the lantern a little higher, he seemed to want to see her face clearly: "Who are you?" Why here? ”

Han Chu was shocked by this cold question, and then realized that he had stared at two strange men for a long time. In the eyes of ordinary people, a woman staring at a man is shameless, not to mention that it is late at night, and it seems that she is not ashamed, but also does not know how to be polite.

Thinking like this, Han Chu couldn't help but feel a little shy. She wanted to explain, but she still couldn't speak, so she bowed down and bowed, pointed to her throat again, and waved her hand gently.

"You can't speak?" The young guard with the lamp asked again.

Han Chu nodded in acquiescence.

At this moment, the young guard was surprised, probably not expecting Han Chu to be a mute girl. He looked at the white-clothed man in the wheelchair a little confused, as if waiting for his master to show him.

"Shenqin in the night, the girl is so Yaxing." Only then did the man in white open his mouth shallowly, and his voice was a little indifferent and magnetic, which suddenly calmed down Han Chu's chaotic mood for no reason.

He was able to bring her peace of mind and peace of mind.

It's just that the question of the boy in white just now, Han Chu couldn't answer. Where does she have any Yaxing in the night? It's clearly a self-pity and self-injury.

Although he knew that the night was dark and the lights were dim, the other party would definitely not be able to see his face and expression clearly, but Han Chu still tried his best to restrain his emotions and did not want to be seen by the man in white.

"Are you from Xiyuan?" In the night, Han Chu heard the boy in white speak again, this time not in approval, but in inquiry. It's just that she was tired of losing her voice, so she was forced to be silent and nodded slightly.

"It turned out to be you." The man in white seemed to smile, and his words were a little abrupt.

Who was it? Han Chu was puzzled when he heard this. Listening to the tone of this white-clothed man, it is rare for him to recognize himself?

But Han Chu was sure that he didn't recognize him. She is the Oiran Hanchu who has turned to ashes in the eyes of the world, how can she meet him? What's more, among her past benefactors, there is no such an outstanding man like an immortal.

If so, with her ability to remember, she will be able to remember it clearly.

Han Chu wanted to ask about the identity of the man in white, but she lost her voice, and the other party had no intention of reporting her home, so she had to give up.

"The girl should go back to Xiyuan, Mo Jiaozi is in a hurry." The man in white said again.

Zi Feng? Who is Zi Bong? How can it become more and more nonsense? If it weren't for Han Chu's wakefulness, she would almost think that she was experiencing a dream, and the fairy in the dream recognized the wrong person.

What's even more strange is that she is obviously separated from the boy in white for a distance, and the lights are so dim, but the other party seems to be able to see her expression, and breaks her question in one sentence: "The girl doesn't know who Zifeng is?" ”

Han Chu didn't care if he could see it or not, and nodded yes.

The atmosphere was very strange, she was standing by a spring, looking at two strange men from afar. Not only did he not feel scared or afraid, but he also communicated with him in peace, answering silently.

There was a feeling at the beginning of Han, a feeling of being scrutinized. Knowing that she was too worried, she must not be able to see anything clearly in such a night, but she still felt a pair of cold eyes shoot at her for no reason, and looked at her quietly, without any emotion.

Han Chu forced herself not to think nonsense, and she remembered that they were still stuck on the question of "who is Zifeng". She waited for the man in white to reply, but the other party was silent.

After a long time, when she was about to give up this question, the man in white opened his mouth again, and his tone was gentle and indifferent: "Shen Yu, the word is Feng." ”

It turned out that "Zifeng" was Shen Yu's expression, and Han Chu suddenly realized it. Thinking of the boy in white just now and asking her if she was from Xiyuan, Han Chu finally reacted-

The two masters and servants in front of him are the "distinguished guests of Dongyuan" that Shen Yu said.

No wonder the man in white would say, "It turned out to be you", presumably she was regarded as one of Shen Yu's favorite concubines? Although Han Chu wanted to deny it, in the near future, she probably couldn't escape this fate.

Thinking like this, Han Chu didn't explain anymore, not to mention that she couldn't speak.

Since it is Shen Yu's honored guest, it is not something that she can make friends with with her humble status, it was originally a chance encounter, and there is no need to talk to each other now.

Han Chu looked around and found that this place was not the East Garden, but behind the rockery at the main entrance. She couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, which showed that she had not entered Dongyuan by mistake, even if she theorized in the future, Shen Yu could not blame her.

Han Chu was thinking about looking for a way, only to hear the man in white ask again: "You don't know the words of your marquis?" ”

She was a little embarrassed when she heard this, so she made a random gesture to him, indicating that she didn't know.

The boy in white did have sharp eyes and could see at night, obviously understanding Han Chu's meaning. He muttered for a moment in the night before he said slowly: "I haven't seen anything about Shenqin tonight." Leave. ”

As soon as he said this, he raised his hand to signal, and the young guard on the side slowly left with a wheelchair.

Han Chu saw the man in white go away, and suddenly felt some sympathy in his heart.

She and him, one can't speak, the other has inconvenient legs and feet, but I don't know if the boy in white has the same pride and inferiority complex as her.

He has only been silent for two days, and he already feels very difficult, but the man in white can be calm in a wheelchair, which can imagine his perseverance and state of mind.

Such a person is worthy of the awe of Hanchu. Not only revered his pampered attitude, but also respected his gentlemanly behavior, and feared his insight into people's hearts.

It's just a chance encounter, and there will be no intersection in the future, so what's the use of respecting him and fearing him?

Han Chu smiled self-deprecatingly, then turned around and headed back towards the West Garden Road.

Tonight's act of Shenqin and the occasional encounter with the immortal are regarded as a dream.