The young man had a faint smile on his lips and said softly, "Okay." ”

The girl's eyes curled.

It seemed that all he had to do was that and she was satisfied.

Xie Yuwan looked at the road ahead of her, which was not a good road for her.

She didn't even tell him that she wanted him to let go of Chang'an, go to Jiangnan with her and her aunt, and didn't ask him what he would do with his official position and mansion after he came out of prison, and even she knew that he might have a bad future and that there were enemies everywhere in the court.

But she didn't ask anything, just ran into the mire and took his hand.

Laughter is like a spring flower.

Say 'go home' to him again and again.

It was hard for Xie Yuwan to describe the feeling in his heart, he was just thinking that if she could be by his side for the rest of his life, what if he had nothing.

But what is this deception, if one day she knows this, how will she feel the kindness she has put into it.

Xie Yuwan was a little chilled, how would he face her at that time.

The two of them interlocked their fingers, and the young man's hands were still as cold as usual. It was already summer, and the weather was starting to be a little hot, Jiang Wu looked at the hands of the two of them, remembering that in the past, in winter, he would warm his hands outside the house, and when his hands were warmed by the water, he would come in and hug her.

Xie Yuwan's hand is very good-looking, like white jade.

It is only in winter, when I want to hold her, that I will be slightly dyed red.

Jiang Wu raised her eyes and looked at Xie Yuwan.

She doesn't really know a lot of things, but she seems to be gradually starting to know that even in the previous life, the person next to her loved her.

He treated her well and asked for nothing else. Many things he did in secret never confided in her. She still didn't understand why, but there was many, many hours ahead for her to ask.

In the moonlight, she chuckled softly.

Xie Yuwan stepped over the broken lantern, the snow in his heart couldn't stop the ground, and everything that collapsed began to rebuild, but it collapsed in the next moment......

Chapter 86

The two of them got to the carriage together.

Chenlian knelt down at the table, poured two cups of hot tea, and handed them over. As he looked at Xie Yuwan, Chen Lian's eyes paused for a moment on his snowcoat stained with faint blood stains.

Fresh blood was on the snowsuit.

Chenlian looked at the pale childe in front of her, and didn't say anything.

Jiang Wu took the hot tea, took a sip gently, and swallowed it. A faint bitter taste spread through her lips and teeth, but she didn't notice it.

At this time, Xie Yuwan was opposite her, and when she raised her head, she could meet his eyes.

The apricot purse that belonged to her was in the hands of the young man's slender bones at this time. He didn't push too hard, just held it weakly.

There were no people on the road at night, and the carriage went smoothly all the way. Mo Huai was driving outside, and the three people inside were very quiet.

Half an hour later, the carriage stopped.

The young man stood in front of the door, looking out at the simple courtyard. It was already late at night, and every house blew out the lights. Only this small courtyard is lit by the glowing candles.

Chenlian stepped forward and pushed open the courtyard door, and laughed softly: "Childe, Miss, come in." ”

The young man turned around, holding the apricot-colored purse in his drooping hand.

He looked at the girl behind him and saw that she was looking at him as well.

He said softly, "Go in." ”

Jiang Wu said softly: "Okay." ”

Just as she had waited for him to come home in front of the courtyard countless times before, the lantern hanging on the door of the small courtyard at this time swayed gently in the wind, and the overlapping shadows of two people could not help but reflect.

The gate of the courtyard was opened by the morning lotus, and the young man looked into the courtyard, and his eyes were full of pear blossoms.

He was stunned for a moment, and the moonlight reflected the snow-white patch on the ground, and the thin petals fell on his hand with the gentle wind, like a cold snow in the courtyard.

Behind him came the gentle voice of a young girl.

"Thank you for being late, isn't it beautiful."

He looked at the pear blossoms on the tree and repeated softly, "...... It's beautiful. ”

A candle was lit in the kitchen on the side, and the voice of Chen Lian calling Mo Huai to knead the dough was heard: "Flour, water, flour, water, just add the same and then knead it together, that's what the orange candy wrote in the booklet for me." ”

"How much flour...... Tangerine candy didn't write, or you can add some more. ”

Listening to the conversation between Chen Lian and Mo Huai, Jiang Wu couldn't help laughing. After a long time, the young man also smiled shallowly.

Jiang Wu took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the house, flattened the rice paper on the stone table in the pavilion, and drew the pattern of the small courtyard with a few meticulous strokes.

In addition to the kitchen, there are five rooms left.

Under the moonlight, the girl lowered her eyes and drew on paper with a brush: "This room is yours, this room is mine, this room is for Morning Lotus and Orange Candy ......"

The young man kept looking at her, and when he heard the words, he said softly: "They don't have a good relationship. ”

The girl bit the tip of her pen suddenly, raised her eyes and looked at the person opposite and wondered, "Is the relationship between Morning Lotus and Tangerine Candy not good?" But...... Morning Lotus will bring me the sugar of Tangerine Candy, and will also pass on the words of Tangerine Candy to me, and will ...... She also used orange candy to cook for me with her recipes. ”

The young man looked at the kitchen and said lightly, "Can you eat what Chenlian made?" ”

He looked at the girl biting her lip with a brush, and his eyes couldn't help but deepen for a moment.

Jiang Wu subconsciously lowered her eyes, remembering what Chenlian had done for her these days. Flower cakes wrapped in flour with flowers, buns without filling, half-baked noodles......

She let out a soft 'ah' and let go of her teeth.

The young man looked at her lips faintly, and realized that she had finally let go of the 'poor' pen.

The girl bowed her head and crossed out the names of Morning Lotus and Tangtang Candy in the room, and then wrote the names of Mo Huai and Han Cicada. Before she could go to the other two rooms to write the names of Morning Lotus and Tangtang Candy respectively, she heard Xie Yuwan whisper: "They don't have a good relationship. ”

Jiang Wu was stunned for a moment, and raised her eyes to look at the young man opposite.

She hesitantly looked at the five rooms drawn on the rice paper, and the brush in her hand couldn't be waved for a long time, as if she had never encountered such a difficult problem in her life, so she simply put the pen down.

"Why don't they have a good relationship?" She wondered.

Han Cicada and Mo Huai don't have any intersection on weekdays, she really doesn't know why they have a bad relationship, or if it's a 'bad relationship' that Xie Yuwan knows.

The young man looked not far away: "I don't know." ”

Jiang Wu looked at the five rooms in her hand and said softly: "Then what should I do, there are only five rooms in this courtyard, so I can't let any of them live in the kitchen or utility room." Why don't you come and stay with me with Morning Lotus or Tangerine......"

Her voice was a little low, but it was still loud enough for the people on the other side to hear.

The young man smiled lightly: "Then the relationship between Morning Lotus and Tangerine Candy may be even worse." ”

......

Jiang Wu looked at the surrounding rooms, thinking about the possibility of one more room.

She lowered her eyes and drew the drawings on the table. If you want to tear down one wall over there, you can try to separate three rooms.

She counted and drew with drawings.

In the space of thought, the girl bit the pen as usual.

The young man always looked at it lightly, and when he saw that the pen was bitten again, his eyes stopped for a moment.

Then, before Jiang Wu realized it, he reached out and held the brush. Jiang Wu was stunned, and the young man's slender and bony hand like white jade appeared in front of her, and she heard him say softly: "Let go." ”

With a sentence of 'let go', she raised her eyes to look at him, not only did not let go, but subconsciously clenched.

The young man was stunned, and his hand stopped in mid-air.

After staring at the young man for a long time, Jiang Wu finally reacted and hurriedly let go of the pen in her mouth. The young man's hand was holding the middle end of the brush, but when he came and went, his hand was stained with ink.

The ink flowed inward along the young man's slender hand and spread into the sleeves of his shirt. Jiang Wu was stunned for a moment, and then saw the slender hands hanging down lightly, and the ink was like blood, slowly dripping out along the veins.

Under the moonlight, there is an indescribable atmosphere.

Jiang Wu raised her eyes, let her mind return to the rice paper in her hand, and whispered: "It seems that I can't tear down the wall, then I'll let Tangerine Candy or Morning Lotus ...... with me."

The young man gently wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and his voice was gentle.

"Let them choose."

Choose by yourself, three rooms, four people, there will definitely be one person without a room. Jiang Wu also decided to give up thinking about this issue, she didn't understand the relationship between them, they decided for themselves.

Anyway, she had all the money.

She looked at the pen on the table, and couldn't help but look at the young man's hanging hand, remembering the ink dripping from the veins. The young man's hands were like white jade, and the ink marks were like blood marks, slowly and meanderingly flowing out of the snowsuit.

Jiang Wu raised her eyes and said softly, "Thank you for being late, will it hurt?" ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, knowing that she was talking about prison. In her thoughts, he must have been severely punished for the snowcoat to be soaked in blood like this.

In the moonlight, the concern in her eyes was unobstructed.

Xie Yuwan looked at it for a long time before he said softly, "It doesn't hurt." ”

He lifted his sleeves, exposed his arms, and said lightly, "You see, there are no scars." ”

Jiang Yu looked at it carefully, there was indeed no scar on the young man's arm, only a faint ink mark dyed by Shicai. She looked down his arm at his neck, the young man's skin was cold and white, and if there was a scar, it would be very obvious, but those people would not use the punishment in such a visible place.

Her eyes finally rested on his chest.

When she threw herself into his arms that day, she smelled a strong fishy sweetness. She knew very well that it was the smell of blood. If the wound is not as obvious as the arm or neck, it will be inside.

On that day, she wanted to open the young man's clothes, but he was directly embraced into his arms.

The young man looked at her faintly, and finally followed her gaze and stopped at his chest. In the moonlight, the pear blossoms in the distance were 'snowing', and occasionally one or two petals floated to the two of them.

Jiang Wu looked at him and did not speak.

The young man was stunned for a moment and lowered his eyes: "It really doesn't hurt." ”

The faint blood stains on his snow coat seemed to remind him of the truth of these words, and Jiang Wu on the other side gently pinched his palm.

A slight pain spread from the palm of her hand, and Jiang Yu looked at him gently.

I knew he wasn't telling the truth, but I also knew that he just didn't want her to see the embarrassment. Thinking of this, she didn't mention this topic again, but said softly: "Thank you for being late, you have to tell me when you are in pain, you can't lie to me." ”

As she spoke, the girl looked at the kitchen with the lights on in the distance and said with a smile, "Let's go and see how Mo Huai kneades the dough." ”