The memories of the age of seven were somewhat blurry, but when Zhou Qing appeared, inexplicably, some memories came alive again.

With a sigh, his mind was pulled back to that year.

It was spring, everything was recovering, and her mother took her to Deyin Temple to offer incense, and by the way, she stayed for a while to worship the Buddha.

She was young and playful, so she naturally couldn't stand the quiet temple life, so she always ran down the mountain to play.

It rained that day, and after the rain, a rainbow came out and hung over the back mountain, and the beauty was thrilling.

She had a playful mind and wanted to see where the boundary of the rainbow was, so she took Cui Yan, who was older than her at the time, and a little maidservant girl secretly went to the back mountain.

On the way, he met nine-year-old Zhou Qing, who was covered in mud and ragged.

At that time, she was haughty and disgusted, thinking that it was a little beggar, and was about to take a detour, but after taking two steps back, she kicked him with her foot.

"Hey, are you still alive?"

The crisp and tender voice reached Zhou Qing's ears, making him barely open his eyes and look at a pink-carved jade girl, wearing a double-ring bun, with a butterfly hair ornament, and a good butterfly jade pendant hanging from her waist, falling with a bell, jingling.

The wind blew, and the hem of her pink skirt swayed in front of him, stained with a little mud, but it was dazzling.

Zhou Qing didn't move, just faintly withdrew his gaze, and said weakly, "Who are you?" ”

At that time, Su An'an was delicate and cute, eccentric, and her dark pupils were particularly bright, and she was very stinky and beautiful, and when she heard a beggar ask her name, she couldn't help but be a little arrogant, so she said: "I'm a little fairy." ”

"Just call me a little fairy."

After all, how can a little beggar be qualified to know her name?

Zhou Qing snorted and retracted his gaze.

Although Su Anan is small, he can also look at his face, and pouted: "What are you laughing at?" ”

I'm a beggar myself, and I'm still qualified to laugh at her?

Zhou Qing was stung by the beggar's ear, and said fiercely: "I'm not a beggar, I have a name." ”

Su Anan was frightened by his fierce appearance and suddenly took a step back.

When she reacted, she stomped her feet angrily, and she was kind enough to give him something to eat, but the other party laughed at her and yelled at her.

Forget it, she lifted her skirt and left, her back arrogant.

After just walking dozens of steps, Zhou Qing behind him began to cough wildly, accompanied by retching, he couldn't even spit out bitter water, it seemed that he had not eaten the grain of rice for many days, and he was extremely weak.

Su Anan looked back, she was still moved by compassion when she was young, went back and took out her osmanthus cake, and said: "Na, this is osmanthus cake, it's delicious, you now, just call me a little fairy, I'll give it to you to eat." ”

Zhou Qing saw the charity reflected in her eyes, and opened his eyes, many years of pampering collapsed, and he encountered people's alms before he could recover from it.

Self-esteem is in trouble, he can't accept it, he doesn't want it.

Hey, Su Anan is completely angry, a beggar is quite tough, don't you just let him say something nice?

Another maid also disliked Zhou Qingxiao and persuaded the young lady to leave, this beggar doesn't know the hearts of good people, why bother.

Su Anan also felt the same, pouted and walked away, and went to play happily.

When the sun set, she was afraid that her mother would be angry, so when she hurried back, she ran into Zhou Qing again, who was still lying there, motionless.

It seems that he is extremely tired, and he seems to be hungry and has no strength, covered in sludge, mixed with blood stains, so not miserable.

Su Anan grabbed a few pastries in his pocket that he hadn't eaten yet, and wanted to give them to him, but remembered that he was still disgusted before, and he felt faceless, so he walked over, kicked him and said, "Eh, little beggar, as long as you call me a little fairy, I will give you food." ”

Zhou Qing didn't shout even if he starved to death, only emphasized, "I'm not a beggar." ”

At that time, he didn't know that he was no longer the proud prince, the country was ruined, and the remaining dignity would be crushed worthless in the subsequent struggle.

The only thing that gave him dignity was the girl in front of him.

Su Anan was angry, what a freak, don't be a beggar with such dignity.

She turned and walked away, but as she left, she put the pastry down.

Forget it, why bother with a beggar.

She didn't go far at that time, and deliberately hid behind a big tree to peek at whether he ate or not.

The little beggar seemed to struggle for a long time before picking it up and eating it, there was blood on his hands, which instantly stained the pastry, and for a moment, Su Anan saw tears falling on the pastry.

He was accompanied by a whimper while eating, and Su Anan couldn't hear it clearly, but he felt that this beggar was probably very sad.

is that kind of unspeakable sadness, and her heart is a little tugging when she sees it.

Once compassion is moved, it is easy to be touched again.

She went back, and faintly felt that the little beggar was very pitiful, and went to see it again the next day, the little beggar was still there, and she sent food again, but what she got was still Zhou Qing's cold eyes.

She pursed her lips, thinking that this person wanted to save face, and at the same time there was a trace of tenacity in her heart, since the beggar was so stubborn, then she wanted him to call her willingly one day.

So she often sneaked down, sometimes alone, carrying all kinds of zeros in her arms, and would bring some gold sore medicine and so on.

Attentively, she found that the little beggar had been sitting still, and there were pieces of blood on his legs, which should have been injured.

Zhou Qing would accept her handouts, but never spoke.

Gradually, Su Anan seemed to experience the fun of helping others, and he didn't care if he opened his mouth or not, but when he came, he would pull him to pick up and spit out bitterness.

What mother forced her to learn to be a girl today, and arranged for her to learn to play the piano after a few days, and invited her to ask a master to teach her to play chess.

The innocent words, the clear eyes, the unrequited help, and the crisp laughter finally attracted the softening of Zhou Qing's attitude.

When he reached out to help her catch a butterfly at random and called her a sweet thank you, Zhou Qing suddenly opened his mouth, "No need." ”

He should be the one who should say thank you......

Su Anan blinked, walked up to him and said with a smile, "You talked to me." ”

Zhou Qing looked at her simple eyebrows, stopped talking, and dragged her half-lame leg forward.

Su An'an followed him like a fart, chattering.

opened her mouth to speak, is it still far from calling her a little fairy?

She seemed to have a sense of victory, and became more and more kind to him, and finally, let him call her willingly one day, and let her shout a little beggar and beggar......

At that time, wasn't he just a beggar, with nothing?

Looking back on that year, Zhou Qing actually made her remember it very deeply.

Because that year, she found out that her mother was not in good health, her father was a concubine, and she also had a lot of troubles at the age of seven, but no one confided in her, and she just regarded Zhou Qing as the object of confiding.

Before she could say goodbye to the little beggar, her mother left in a hurry, and she never saw the little beggar again.

As time passed, it gradually faded into oblivion......

(End of chapter)