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"What is a plan?" Fan Sizhen turned his eyes to his sister for help.

Fan Ruoruo blinked and explained, "It's just what you're going to do, it's a very simple thing. ”

Fan Sizhen nodded, since he was a child, he had set a grand goal in his heart, so he was able to work hard to do these things with a seriousness that was completely inconsistent with the so-called gentleness.

Fan Sizhe's dream since he was a child was to become the second Ye family to be rich in the world!---But at that time, he didn't know what the relationship between encouraging his brother and the Ye family was.

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Some grandmothers took Fan Sizhen to wash, and only the two brothers and sisters were left in the flower hall. Fan Xian walked out in silence, and Ruoruo followed quietly. The brother and sister walked in the corridor very tacitly, and when they were about to reach Ruoruo's boudoir, they stopped by the shallow pool.

Ruoruo spoke first: "I know that there should be no class division, but I feel that if you really want to take that road, I'm afraid it will be very difficult." ”

Fan Xian smiled and shook his head: "There is a class in someone's society, I told you before about this, there is no need to forcibly change anything." But the problem is that we can admit that this kind of thing exists, but we don't need to change our own minds because of it. ”

Fan Ruoruo opened her eyes wide, looked at her brother and asked curiously, "What is your heart?"

"The heart is not what those gods say. Fan Xian patted his chest, "It's just a very simple literal meaning, and the heart is ...... What exactly do you want. ”

He went on to say: "There is only one life for each person, and how should we spend this only one life? When we look back, we do not regret that we wasted our time, nor are we ashamed of doing nothing." When I was dying, I could proudly say that I had done everything I wanted to do, and even if I didn't succeed, I tried. ”

Fan Ruoruo's eyes flowed, staring at Fan Xian's face, and her eyes showed admiration.

"I didn't say that. Fan Xian explained embarrassedly: "It was said by a man named Ostrovsky. ”

"It's a weird name...... Like the name of a person on the other side of the sea. ”

"Yes, it's just that I changed the latter paragraph, after all, I'm not a noble person, and my eyes will only focus on the three years in front of me, and three miles in front of me. ”

"So...... Since he likes it, let him work hard so that he will not regret it in the future, so that he can do it according to his heart. "Fan Ruoruo is thoughtful, if he is enlightened.

Fan Xian continued his words and said: "People want to survive, so if you can find a way to support yourself, and this method is your own interest, this is a more ideal state of survival." ”

"Understood. Fan Ruoruo's smile bloomed like a flower.

Fan Xian smiled: "You may not have paid attention to Si Zhe's expression when calculating, that look reminds me of a sentence: serious people are the most beautiful." ”

Fan Ruoruo chuckled, thinking that her brother's dignity could also be called beautiful?

Fan Xianzheng scethed: "Don't laugh, in this regard, in fact, you are really inferior to him." At least he knows exactly what he wants in this life, and what about you? Although people in Kyoto call you a talented woman, what do you really want to do? The way of poetry and writing is not a small way, if you really want to be in love with it, you have to be serious and diligent, not just a pastime. ”

Fan Ruoruo bowed her head to be taught, but there was a warmth in her heart, thinking that this kind of teacher-student-like question and answer that was just on the letter paper in previous years had finally become a reality, what a happy thing it was. There is moonlight sprinkled overhead, after a shallow pool, there is a faint silver wave in the corner of the corridor wall, Fan Xian's face is just wrapped in this light and clear light, and the already beautiful and dusty face is more and more delicate and abnormal.

"My brother is really beautiful. Fan Ruoruo looked at him and whispered.

Fan Xian didn't hear this, thinking about the scenes in the flower hall, he was a little distracted, and said to himself: "I hope this house can be quieter, and I hope that the Liu family is smart enough not to let me down." ”

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When the two were about to separate, Fan Xian suddenly remembered the woman in white who he met in the Qing Temple at dusk, and described the other party's appearance with anticipation, thinking that the girl was obviously the child of a very wealthy family in Kyoto, and her sister often went in and out of the back garden of the palace of the princes and nobles of Kyoto, so she should know something.

But after Fan Ruoruo heard his brother's description, he didn't have a clue at all, and asked with a grin: "Where did my brother see the fairy? Even the soul was hooked." ”

In her mind, her brother will always be the teacher who is far more mature than her age, and this is the first time she has seen a look of amazement on his face, and she can't help but be a little curious about the woman in white. Fan Xian smiled bitterly: "I don't even know you, so it seems that I can't find it." Having said that, he was determined in his heart, knowing that there was always a rì and that he would meet that person again...... The girl who nibbled on the chicken legs.

He suddenly thought of something, and his heart trembled.

A string of sugar gourds led him to the Qingmiao that he had always wanted to go, and then saw the girl, these coincidental and coincidental things, he couldn't help but believe in the word "fate", and his heart rose with great anticipation, and he said excitedly: "You say...... Is it possible that she is...... The young lady of the Lin family. ”

Fan Ruoruo frowned and said, "Miss Lin, I really haven't seen it." After all, after all, her identity is some, and some ......" She glanced at her brother and said meaningfully: "...... It's a little inconvenient, so very few people know what she looks like, but occasionally some news will come from Miss Ye's family, and I heard that the two of them are handkerchiefs and have a very close relationship. ”

"Miss Ye Family?" Fan Xian was a little nervous when he heard Ye Zi now.

"The daughter of the Kyoto garrison Ye Chong, Ye Ling'er. Fan Ruoruo asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Fan Xian smiled, remembering the girl he saw on the first day he entered Kyoto, and thought to himself that since he could find someone, he was not afraid of losing the clue. But Fan Ruoruo said after pondering: "However, it is estimated that the woman my brother met today is definitely not Miss Lin Family, so even if I ask Ye Ling'er, it is useless." ”

"Why are you so sure?" Fan Xian had been looking forward to the fact that the romance novel could be realized on him, and when he heard it at this time, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

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