Song Yuqiu was dreaming in the chaos, this was a dream that he hadn't had for a long time, and Song Yuqiu was still there waiting for someone.

The rain in the dream was as continuous as a woman's tears, delicate as a needle, and Song Yuqiu was not holding an umbrella, but standing in the rain. Song Yuxuan saw that there was a beautiful figure in the distance, poking her head out of the rain curtain, her hair was blown by the wind. The rain fell, like a white butterfly, and flew away lightly. A fair woman was not far away from Song Yuqiu, standing under the eaves but holding up an umbrella. She turned her back, and without saying anything, Song Yuxuan also recognized that Yan Yu, the Yan Yu who had been haunted by Song Yuxuan's winter nightmare for a long time.

Song Yuxuan walked towards her unconsciously, and only saw her appearance clearly in the dark, so she took a step. Before the rain fell, she had already come to the front, grabbed Song Yuqiu's hand, and said, "You are Song Yuqiu." Song Yuxuan knew that it was not her name. It was she who turned in front of Song Yuxuan's eyes. "Oh! Who are you? In an instant, he held his right hand, and the rain suddenly stopped, and he looked up at the pure umbrella surface, and his eyes swirled along the purple bamboo umbrella bone, which was himself, and suddenly burst into tears, and the dream was actually himself.

When he opened his eyes, he was lying in his arms full of ambergris, Song Yingche was grabbing Song Yuqiu's hands, carefully pushing Song Yuqiu, and said, "Why do you cry when you sleep well, are you having nightmares again?" As he spoke, he gently stroked Song Yuqiu's cheeks with his fingers, making Song Yuqiu feel a trace of warmth and comfort. Do you know? Song Yuxuan looked at her and asked. Don't remember! She shook her head. Song Yingche is wearing a dark green Suzhou embroidered dark flower regular dress and a crown of white jade hairpins, and the aroma of wine is still permeated all over the body.

"This shouldn't be a nightmare," Song Yusui touched her cheeks, her face was full of traces of dry tears, Song Yusui scribbled, glanced at the dark sky and said, "The concubine has been to Tianlu Pavilion, why do you want to come to Lanruotang!" Why did Song Yingche come? ”

He smiled lightly and helped Song Yusui cover the quilt and said, "If you are drunk, Song Yusui will send you back." ”

Song Yuqiu struggled to get off the hospital bed, but because he was drunk and had a headache, he couldn't walk an inch, and in desperation, he buckled upside down on the hospital bed and said: "Why didn't Song Yingche stop it, the previous concubine drank it, and the concubine drank lightly," Song Yuqiu carefully grasped the inexplicable mood flashing in his eyes, and said tentatively: "After the concubine was drunk, didn't she say a word?"

He shook his head and pretended to be annoyed, saying, "I really can't remember anything." Do you know what you're doing? ”

I secretly tasted my father's pear blossom brew with my younger brother, and it seemed that I had done some weird actions at that time. At a banquet, he said to Song Yuqiu: "Do you know why the people in Song Yuqiu's family like to drink? It is because drinking alcohol can make people relax and feel happy, especially Song Yuqiu and her younger brother. Song Yuqiu disagreed. I haven't touched wine since then, I thought I was old and the amount of alcohol was okay, but who knew that I was still drunk with three glasses. I wanted to see the embarrassment of Tianlu Pavilion, but I still saw it, so I covered my sleeves and said: "Don't hear about the concubines, it is estimated that there is something weird, and Song Yingche may forget it." ”

"There's nothing weird, in fact it's the way you look drunk is cute!" He gently patted Song Yuqiu's shoulder and said. "What's wrong? Song Yusui accidentally fell......" Song Yusui subconsciously raised his head and saw that the expression on his face was a little depressed. "Is Song Yuxuan dreaming? As he spoke, he put Song Yuqiu's hands in the hairpin in the middle of his hair, Song Yuqiu touched it for a while, and immediately took it off, but it was a familiar butterfly hairpin lying in the palm of his hand.

In a trance, he remembered the chaotic dreams, so he fell into his arms wantonly, teasing arbitrarily, saying that he hid too deeply and even ignored his thoughts, and the title that was always lingering and indescribable - Shaolang.

I thought it was just a dream, but in the confusion between the dream and reality, the Sanskrit words in the hairpin were imprinted into the hand, leaving a deep and shallow imprint.

Song Yuqiu believed that Song Yuqiu did not have the slightest admiration, and after getting drunk, she revealed the feelings that were suppressed and buried by reason. Song Yuqiu must admit that Song Yusui is at least a little moved

Song Yusui raised her head and looked at it, it completely unguarded, as peaceful as a deep stream of still water, slowly held Song Yusui in her arms, her chin rested on Song Yuqiu's forehead, and said gently: "Kexin." ”

Song Yusui has no way to get rid of his mind forever, maybe just like in that dream, he is the destination of his dreams, not Shen Weiai, who Song Yusui has always guarded, Song Yusui arrived in his arms and responded: "Shaolang!" ”

Shangguan Jieyu couldn't imprison her for the rest of her life, and Xie Changan finally had to get rid of Yin Fei alone. Her whole life has been spent in memory. There are forgettings and forgettings in memories. Forgetting is a habit; Oblivion is a habit. Forgetting is something that can make one forget everything. And forgetting isn't necessarily that simple.

The pomegranate leaves outside Yuyixuan have fallen, and a little sprout has just been spit out, hidden in the details, there is no one in the courtyard, Song Yuxuan pushed the door, the room was dim, never lit candles, never used incense, and showed a slight tide, Xie Changan became a female celebrity in front of the window with the glamorous beauty that was not bright.

Although she was grounded in Yuyixuan, she saw that Song Yuxuan did not hold grievances with Song Yuxuan, nor did she reprimand Shangguan Jieyu for being rude. She didn't get angry with Song Yuqiu because she was a woman. She just sat calmly at the table, holding a book in both hands, and read quietly, and only then did she slowly raise her head when she read the most wonderful place. She didn't complain unexpectedly, it seemed that she was waiting for Song Yuqiu, she didn't call her maid, she just put the female red down, poured Song Yuqiu a cup of tea, handed it to Song Yuxuan with a smile, and then continued to bury the female red.

Facial appearance is reduced but increased? "She's a beautiful girl." "She's a beautiful woman." "Song Yuxuan likes her." "Then you can call her Leigh!" All right! Song Yuqiu went to meet them together. Beauty, its silhouette is as delicate and graceful as a lady's picture, a smile and a smile are everyone's beautiful style, and the lady's upbringing has left a deep imprint on it for many years, not to say that it is not good-looking, but not to say that it is not wonderful.

Song Yusui snubbed her for a long time, but she didn't blame her, but made Song Yusui feel ashamed and didn't know where she came from. "Sister Ning, why don't you drink it yet?" "Yes, Song Yuxuan hasn't bothered to eat anything these days, let's have a cup of snow water now!" She laughs. "Good! Song Yu took a sip of tea and said, "That's snow and clouds!" Do you think that Sister Ning likes jasmine tablets? Isn't it the same preference as Song Yuxuan! ”

Xie Changan put down the flying needle in his hand and said with a smile: "A long time ago, Song Yuxuan didn't like jasmine tablets, and all the things she drank every day were changed to snow and green, clear and sweet. ”

As soon as his mind moved, Song Yuxuan's wrist turned slightly, and the light green tea rippled lightly, and said: "It's strange to say, Dad likes to drink snow water and clouds." The tea pot at home only prepares a thing of snow water cloud green, and visitors often think that this tea is light, but fortunately Song Yuqiu and his senior brother are favored by him, and the senior brother also thinks that snow and water cloud green are good. ”