Luo Yuan hid in the shadows under the porch, staring intently at the woman sitting at the stone table in the courtyard.

She did come back.

Fifteen years have passed, and he is no longer the snotty, sloppy little child, but she is still the same as in her memory, the years seem to have stagnated in her, and she is like she just left yesterday.

Every night in the middle of the night, she would write and draw here; When you are tired, you will lie down on the table and sleep. The steward told him that she had come here a month ago, and that the negotiation was to pay for the house. The steward said that she was not very gregarious, always alone, and talked very little, but she was still good at work.

He had seen her room. It was a wood-fired room-turned-utility room, small enough for one person to turn around, and so hot at night that it was almost impossible to enter. No wonder, she's here every night. He wanted the steward to change her to a first-class room, but he couldn't find a suitable excuse.

At this moment, she was already asleep on the stone table.

He walked over softly and sat down beside her. He minimized the daylight of the camp - he remembered how to adjust it. Then he also leaned down, like her, with his head resting on his arms, and lay on the stone table.

He looked sideways at her in her sleep.

She looked tired and had bruises under her eyes; She always frowns when she sleeps; At this moment, I don't know if she dreamed of something sad, a crystal tear welled up from the corner of her eye, and the teardrop slid down her face and wet the rice paper on the table.

Luo Yuan stretched out his hand and carefully wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. He tried to furn her frown, but he feared he would wake her up.

Why did she look so sad?

He sighed, withdrew his hand, and straightened up. He removed the cup pressed against the paper, wanting to see what she had drawn. He picked up his glass, and a strong smell of wine came to his face. It turned out that the cup was not filled with water, but wine. She always drinks water from this cup during the day, is it all she drinks? He glanced at her in her sleep and frowned. Putting the cup down, he picked up the rice paper again. He recognized what was drawn on paper, she had told him, called the camera. But he thought he had found the camera for her, so why was she still looking for it? Is there another one?

Just thinking about it, she suddenly moved, and he was startled, thinking that she was about to wake up, but fortunately she just changed her position. That position exposed her slender neck, and the necklace around her neck fell out.

It was the little Trojan horse he gave her.

She still kept the little wooden horse, but she gave it to him, but he lost it. Although he had been looking for the necklace for so many years, he had never been able to find it. That's probably one of the reasons why he can't face her yet.

But how could he resist not approaching her.

That night, when he finally couldn't help but approach her, she smiled and said that her name was Yang Ruoning. Yang Ruoning, it turns out that your Chinese name is Yang Ruoning.

He cautiously approached her little by little.

The first step, of course, is to win over the little prostitute named Su Su who is always by her side.

When Su Su went to deliver paper and ink to Yang Ruoning as usual that night, he stopped her halfway.

The little girl's eyes flickered, staring at a whole ingot of silver in her palm. Yes, she had never seen such a large piece of silver.

"General Luo, what does this mean?" After being stunned for a while, Su Sucai asked suspiciously.

"Miss Susu, you can use this silver to buy some delicious and fun food, and leave it to me for the errand of delivering paper and ink to people at night in the future."

Su Suman looked at him with distrust, "General Luo knows my sister?" ”

"I don't know."

"That ......" She suddenly realized, and quickly stuffed the ingot of silver back into his hand, "My sister is just a dishwasher in the building, and she doesn't entertain guests." ”

He smiled, not expecting that this little girl was very righteous.

He explained, "You misunderstood me. I was just a little interested in my sister's painting, and I wanted to know what it was, but I didn't dare to ask. So I just wanted to find such an excuse to talk to her. ”

"Oh," Su Su listened to his explanation, and felt that it was not unreasonable. The things that my sister drew were really special.

She shoved the paper and ink into his hand, "It's just to talk, just go." ”

So for the first time that night, he had the opportunity to be alone with her. He was cautious, lest his gaze on her would be too naked and upset her, and scare her away. But when he helped her write the address of Fan Lou and looked up at her, it was her panicked and evasive gaze.

He smiled, and he hadn't had a smile like this in a long time.

From that day on, he made every excuse to get close to her.

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After more than a month of getting along, he found that she really liked wine.

Most of the time, she just fell asleep peacefully, but on this day she was really drunk.

Every time he thought of her drunk that day, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

On that day, Fan Lou received a new batch of Tibetan wine. The wine was so colourful and fragrant that he had it placed in a conspicuous place in the cellar, so that she could see it at a glance when she sneaked in at night to "steal" the wine.

Unsurprisingly, she found wine and drank too much. When he went to the atrium that night, she was so drunk that her cheeks were crimson and her eyes were misty. From a distance, he saw her hugging Su Su tightly, babbling something.

The little Su Su was strangled in her arms and almost out of breath. As soon as Su Su saw him, she asked him for help again and again, "Lord Luo, I wonder if you can help the little girl...... I'm about to be strangled to death by this sister...... cough cough cough ......"

After he freed poor Su Su from her arms, he found an excuse to send Su Su away. Su Su looked suspicious at first, hesitating and refusing to leave.

He said to Su Su, "You don't have to worry, I won't do anything to your sister." I'm just standing here and helping her, go get some tea." Listening to his assurance, Su Su turned and walked away.

He held her unsteady and wanted to take her back to her room to rest. Thinking about it, she glanced at him with half-open drunken eyes, and actually smiled, "Wow, it's a beautiful man." The first beautiful man in the capital, Luo Yuan-Da-General-Junye! ”

He laughed, and her wicked smile made him feel very cute. Before she could react, she had already pounced on him and the bear hugged him.

"Ah, the handsome guy's figure is good," she rubbed against his chest, "and it smells good." ”

"Ruoning, you're drunk," he looked down at her, gently trying to get her to stand up straight. The harder he worked, the stronger she held him.

"Well, I feel a little dizzy, you can borrow me to lean into" She buried her head in his chest, "I need to be drunk to hold you so cheekily...... What a beautiful young man, snort and smack......" she laughed a little nymphomaniac.

"I'll help you back to the house."

"Huh?" She suddenly looked up at him, "Are you going to my house?" Hey...... Netflix a

d chill?”

"What are you talking about?"

"You know, why do you have to make me clear," she pouted as she looked at him.

"Well," he pretended to think for a moment, then said, "I don't know." ”

"Ah, I forgot, you don't know English. Netflix a

d chill is just to watch the movie and go to bed, hehehehehe......"

"Oh, that's what it means," he frowned, even a little shameless at her boldness.

"Huh—what age are you, why are you still so old?" She saw his disgust and grumbled.

"Because I'm really an antique, I don't know how many hundred years older than you," he replied.

"Hey, antique," she said, grabbing him by the collar and pulling him down, pulling him closer to herself, and then she stood on tiptoe, tilted her head, and gave him a precise pecking on the lips.

He was frightened by her sudden kiss. For the first time, he felt his face burn, and his heart pounded uncontrollably.

And the perpetrator smiled happily, "Hey, why are you blushing?" I didn't expect you to be such an innocent little boy, ahhahahaha......"

She let go of him, "Forget it," she turned and waved at him, "Sister went back to sleep." ”

A fortune teller once said that he couldn't get rid of the word "love" in his life. He once disagreed, thinking that the fortune teller was just a charlatan, just cheating money. In his long years, he also thought that he had seen through all the feelings of men and women in the world. But at this moment, looking at her in front of him, he realized for the first time that he was finally as the fortune teller said, and fell into a "love" that he would never and would not want to get rid of in his life.

This kind of "love" is that even if she wants to stop, she will still be stupid, she is the only one in her mind, it is the eyes when she looks at him, the curvature of the corners of her mouth when she smiles, the side face when she stares into the distance, the soft lips with the smell of wine, the words she says that he does not understand, and the deep thinking that she thinks more than him.

He finally couldn't hold back, stepped forward, grabbed the figure who was about to leave, and then hugged her tightly in his arms and kissed her affectionately.

Finally, she took her aura and cast a dazzling light in his endless dark world. The warmth and brightness brought by the beam made him so obsessed that he refused to let go until he died.

In this world, he will definitely regain it. He wants to take this world as his appointment to guard this dazzling light.