Seeing He Flail like this, Chen Jia's mood was also a little better, because he smiled: "It's just a trivial matter, you don't have to worry about it." Speaking of this, Chen Jia remembered something again, and asked again: "What about your relatives, when this matter is over, I will send you back."

Go. ”

Although He Flail often likes him, this girl is eight or nine years younger than him, a little girl, what can she know? So Chen Jia took her words as a child's joke.

After all, he is a child, and he has to go home after all.

But he didn't want to, as soon as he said this, He Flai's face turned pale instantly, but his eyes quickly turned red.

Chen Jia didn't want his words to attract her tears, so he was a little at a loss and said, "What's wrong?" What are you crying about? ”

He took out a handkerchief and handed it over, He Flails reached out to take it, covered his mouth and cried for a long time before he said in a trembling voice: "My father and mother are dead." ”

He Flails cried miserably, which also made Chen Jia's heart a little uncomfortable for a while, because he comforted: "I'm sorry, I made you sad." Don't cry, they're watching from the sky. ”

Chenjia's temper has always been good, and few people cry in front of him. This flail cried like opening a floodgate to prevent flooding, but Chen Jia didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, He Flail didn't need him to comfort him, and after crying for a long time, he adjusted his mood. After a while, he said in a muffled voice: "I am an orphan, and I have no relatives anymore." ”

She has been making trouble like a pistachio for the past two days, but the more people like this, the more people don't know how to soothe when they cry.

It's easy to see that she doesn't cry, but she says such a sentence, like a blunt knife cutting meat, which makes people's hearts ache.

Almost all the children in the Sacred Clothes are orphans. Chen Jia was already used to it, but when he saw her like this today, he suddenly realized that he actually cared.

He's an orphan too.

These people lick the blood from the knife and have always cared about life and death. Whenever the rest of the Chenzi Division completed their mission, they would go to the Golan Courtyard to release the blood, but he never went.

In his view, life and death are not guaranteed, so others should not be affected. If you don't get married, you don't have to worry about it, and the women in Goolan Courtyard are ruthless and loveless, so why should he bother to find their happiness?

So he was left alone.

It's just that today's cry of the flail made Chen Jia realize that he was actually afraid of being alone.

Otherwise, why did I see that hairpin today, a certain face flashed uncontrollably in my mind. And then I desperately bought it back and wanted to give it to her?

The atmosphere in the room condensed for a while, and after a long time, I saw Chen Jia come back to his senses and reassured: "Everything is over." ”

Yes, everything is in the past, and they will have a future.

He Flail's emotions have always come and gone quickly, but when he heard what he said, he barely evoked a smile and nodded: "Yes, it's over." ”

It's just the past or not, but it is the deepest emotion buried in her heart.

He Flail didn't seem to want to mention more about himself, so he shifted the topic to something else: "Brother Chenjia, your martial arts are so strong, who hurt you?" ”

After she finished speaking, she saw Chen Jia looking at her suspiciously. Only then did He Flail realize that he was not asking clearly, and said bluntly: "Your arm, what's the matter?" ”

Yesterday morning, when Chen Jia was practicing swords in the courtyard, she had seen him shirtless. That wound is definitely recent.

In other words, his arm was just lost.

He Flails felt a little sorry that he had lost his left arm, but he regretted that he had never known him when he was complete.

Otherwise, she would definitely do her best to protect the man in front of her.

Chen Jia didn't know what she was thinking, and when she heard the words, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and she said lightly: "It's not artificial, I met a white bear on the snow mountain and was trampled off." ”

His words were understated, but after He Flails heard this, his blood faded in an instant, and his face was as white as paper.

Seeing her like this, Chen Jia smiled a little, thinking that she was frightened, raised his right hand and patted her head, and said with a smile: "What, are you scared?" In fact, it's all gone, and it's fine. ”

But he didn't want to, as soon as he said this, tears rolled down from He Flail's eyes instantly.

One by one fell, and the pear blossoms on one face brought rain. Unlike Fang Cai, she was crying silently at the moment, her face was full of tears, but she didn't make a sound.

However, this appearance is even more heartbreaking than it looks.

And among them, there is also a look of regret.

Before Chen Jia could see the meaning in her eyes clearly, he was suddenly grabbed by He Yiyi's hand, and said with a cry: "This is an arm, how much pain you have to have!" ”

Her eyes were full of empathetic distress, and Chen Jia, who saw it, was moved in her heart, and said with a little helplessness: "Silly girl, a manly husband, how can you be afraid of these pains?" ”

Although when he first lost his arm, he was also decadent. But since Miaoshu had comforted himself that day, he had figured it out.

He lost his left arm, and he still had this life. As long as the master needs it, what do you do differently?

However, seeing He Flail like this, he was a little moved. This little girl cried almost behind her back, but it was for herself.

Her heart is really simple and cute.

"Okay, don't cry, it won't look good if you cry again."

Chen Jia said as he held the handkerchief in his hand and wiped her tears with pity.

This little girl cried and sobbed, although she didn't make a sound, it was more distressing to look at than crying.

Seeing Chen Jia gently wiping her tears, He Fang's tears fell faster and faster, she felt that she couldn't look at Chen Jia's face, so she simply threw herself into his arms and sobbed silently.

Chen Jia regarded He Flail as a little sister, and when he saw her like this, he couldn't help but sigh slightly, stretched out his hand and patted her back, and laughed in a low voice: "Okay, don't cry, it's just an arm, I don't care about it for a long time." ”

No matter what he said, the flail lay in his arms and cried silently. And Chen Jia turned his back to the door, just trying to soothe her emotions.

Neither of them saw it, and the girl outside the door stood silently for a while, but did not step into the door, but turned to leave.

Miao Shufang came back from the store, she first went to Luo Jue to get the medicine to change the medicine for He Flail, but when she walked to the door, she saw such a scene.

The two of them leaned on each other, although there was only one back, but it was also so harmonious.

Miaoshu only felt that a heart was constantly being cut by someone with a knife, but she had no reason to stop it.

After all, she is ...... with Chenjia It doesn't matter in the first place!

Miaoshu still had the medicine in her hand, but she had forgotten what she was going to do. just walked out silently, wandering around the house aimlessly.

She almost subconsciously walked towards the main courtyard, and when she entered the door and saw Xie Yanwan, Miaoshu reacted in hindsight, and was about to go out, but was stopped by Xie Yanwan.

"What's wrong with you?"

Hearing this, Miaoshu suddenly shook his head and said, "It's nothing, the slave maid is here to ask, does the princess need to pass dinner here?" ”

Although she was devastated and devastated by her, she still did not forget her duty.

It was a coincidence that the wonderful book came, Feng Qizhi accompanied Xie Yan to play Go all afternoon, and he didn't go out to run errands until just now.

At this time, Xie Yanwan was the only one in the room.

Hearing this, Xie Yanwan glanced at her suspiciously, and said with a smile: "Wait a while, what are you holding in your hand?" ”

Miaoshu glanced down, and then he realized that it was the medicine he was given. She immediately put her hands behind her back, shook her head and said, "It's nothing, princess, if it's okay, the slave and maid will go back first." ”

Seeing that she was about to leave again, Xie Yanwan suddenly felt that something was wrong, grabbed her, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's really fine, princess, the slave and maid will retire first."

Miaoshu felt uneasy about being caught, so he shook his head immediately, broke free from Xie Yanwan's hand, and walked outside.

Xie Yanwan couldn't stop it, and when she saw her walking out in despair, she felt more and more uneasy, so she simply followed directly.

After Miaoshu left the main courtyard, he walked to a small stone bench and sat down, where he was stunned. In the past, she didn't pay attention to someone who greeted her, and she looked like she was wandering out of the world.

Seeing her in this state, Xie Yanwan knew that something was wrong, she had a flash of inspiration, and immediately turned around and walked towards the courtyard of Miaoshu.

When he saw the two people in the room, Xie Yanwan instantly cleared the altar.

The subtleties that she usually ignored were strung together into a line, and Xie Yanwan completely understood.

Co-author, this girl of hers is in unrequited love.

And the object of this unrequited love turned out to be Chenjia!

Xie Yanwan slapped his forehead violently and muttered in a low voice: "Xie Yanwan, Xie Yanwan, why are you so stupid, you didn't see it!" ”

But it's a little unsightly at the moment, looking at the situation in the room, Chen Jia and He Flail seem to have a heart-to-heart.

At this time, even if she cares about the wonderful book, she can't beat the mandarin duck.

She, a maid, seems to be doomed to unrequited love.

Now that Miaoshu chooses to digest this matter by himself, even though Xie Yanwan cares in his heart, he can't poke the sore spot in Miaoshu's heart at this time.

She thought about it again and again, but instead of bothering Miaoshu, she turned around and went back to her courtyard.

……

When Feng Qizhi came back at night, he saw his little wife poking the brush with an angry face.

He walked over with a bit of amusement and said softly: "What's the matter, you don't have to take the wolf pen from this seat?" ”

Hearing this, Xie Yanwan suddenly raised his head, and after seeing Feng Qizhi, he snorted, then turned his head and continued to poke the brush.

Seeing her like this, Feng Qizhi felt more and more interesting, because he stepped forward and asked, "Did this seat provoke you?" ”

Xie Yanwan raised his head and said disdainfully: "But with a wolf pen, the Chitose Lord is distressed?" "She's a living little girl!