Out of the door, looking left and right and seeing that the two side houses had not been opened, Chen'er simply did not disturb them, and walked alone on the quiet path of this green bamboo forest, he was leisurely.

Along the path, I came to the backyard, the backyard is not big, but it is full of flowers and plants, and the bamboo forest has come to an end. There is a cool well with a stone table and two stone benches.

He sat down leisurely, looking up at the clouds, which were much more leisurely than him, fluttering all day long, and had no purpose.

Inadvertently bowed his head, and coincidentally saw the words engraved at the bottom of the stone well, "Nangong is a good martial artist, An Ran Xiwen, Cuizhu Gujing, childhood sweetheart." ”

These words are still crooked, and the "An Zihao" engraved on the stone arch can be seen at a glance, and it is the same person's hand.

This word is a few years old, covered with moss, but below these words there is a line of small characters that are not old, but have different scales but similar brushwork.

"Jun is like a breeze that disturbs my heart, and I don't see the bright moon so far. ”

Chen'er spared the ancient well with great interest, and on the other side, she saw a few small characters that were also old and moss-filled, and the strength of this word was much deeper than that on the other side.

"Home, Responsibility, Strong"

There are only these three old-fashioned words, there is no deep meaning, and there is no kind of love on the other side.

Chen'er smiled lightly, and the bright red fairy air turned to his fingertips, only to see him wave his fingers and engrave it under the three words "home, responsibility, and strength".

"Women have affection and know it, but the responsibility of the family begins on their shoulders. You Yu Jun do the breeze, and you treat you like this bright moon. The breeze and the moon are often accompanied, and everything is stable and then accompanied. ”

Writing: Friends of Nangong

His fingertips stopped, he smiled happily, but there was a flash of sorrow in his peach blossom eyes, "Everything is stable, and I will accompany ...... again"

Suddenly, a ball of fire was drawn from the chest, and the matchmaker wore a red dress and held a paper umbrella, fluttering and falling.

"It's your temper to assert yourself. The matchmaker turned her back to him and seemed to look up at the sky, "Everything is settled, you wish him to come back to accompany her, it seems to be warm but cold, it is better not to give hope, after all, he is a dead man." ”

Chen'er shook her head, "Matchmaker, Brother Nangong's flesh and blood are still hot, and I also know what he loves in his heart, so it's better to have a thought than nothing." ”

"Then do you still have thoughts in your heart?" asked the matchmaker warmly.

Chen'er sat on the stone bench as if she was wilted, "Xiaoxi won't come back, I understand all this." ”

The matchmaker smiled: "She won't come back, but you haven't looked for her, have you?"

"I can't find the ......," he sighed, "if I could find it, it wouldn't be me." ”

"Who could that be?" asked the matchmaker again.

"It's you. Chen'er smiled, "Matchmaker, I have never seen your true face, just like I have never seen your heart." You've always been mysterious, but I know that you know everything about me. ”

The matchmaker paused, "Who do you think I will be?"

He thought for a moment and smiled happily, "The people around me." ”

The matchmaker seemed to laugh lightly, "There are more people around you, who am I?" ”

"You're you, it's the matchmaker!" Chen'er stood up and approached the oil-paper umbrella, "Actually, I can guess one or two." Matchmaker, there is a relationship between you and Bai Luo or between you and Xiaoxi that I never guessed. It's very vague between you, but there must be some kind of connection, but I can't figure it out. ”

"Because I didn't tell you, you won't know. ”

"Then the matchmaker will tell me. ”

"I'll tell you all when the time comes. ”

Chen'er smiled knowingly, "I know that's the case." Immediately, he changed his words, "Every time the matchmaker comes out, she will say something, is it just to chat with me today to relieve boredom?"

"I'll be there for you a lot these days. ”

Chen'er pondered for a moment, "Why?"

"Because I don't want you to be helpless and become a duckweed in the world. She replied firmly.

He said "oh~", and then smiled again, "I won't!" But if there is really such a day, I hope that the matchmaker can let me see your true face to satisfy my curiosity. ”

The matchmaker didn't speak, and the red mangs that turned into a ball returned to the fire fox jade pendant in his chest.

He sighed alone, as if complaining that the matchmaker's time with him was always so short.

The matchmaker is also a selfish person, she knows a lot, but she always likes to hide it.

He lay on the stone table weakly, quietly experiencing the autumn wind, the feeling of his hair dancing with the wind was really leisurely, he liked such days very much, but he couldn't calm down.

After all, there is still the curse of the Nangong family in his heart, and more and more things that he can't guess.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep.

In the dream, he returned to the world two years ago, and he dreamed again of the scene that day under the ancient tree of Qingqiu, and the setting sun shone on him and Xiaoxi.

Loose chains were in pairs, and he held her hand, her little head resting on his shoulder.

He didn't know why he was so partial to Xiaoxi, this kind of love was different from his feelings for Yun'er, although he still didn't understand how he felt about Yun'er.

After all, Xiao Xi said that there are many kinds of love.

In the dream, he and Xiaoxi relived the kiss under the sunset.

"Xiaoxi, will you stay with me like this?" he asked her in his dream.

She grinned, "I've always been with you." ”

He was stunned for a long time, and muttered, "I mean I want you to be by my side forever,"

"I will. She replied so firmly.

Suddenly, the dream began to blur, as if someone was pushing his body, and he wanted to stay in the dream, but another voice called him back from that happiness.

"What!"

He straightened up, wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth, and looked at the weak Yu Dai'er, and he rubbed his eyes angrily, "You disturbed my sweet dream!"

Yu Dai'er frowned and blinked her melancholy eyes, "It's going to catch a cold." ”

"This dream is rare!" he grimaced.

"I'm sorry......" she withdrew her hand from his shoulder, her head down.

Chen'er frowned and sighed helplessly, "What are you looking for me to do?"

She replied weakly, "I'm a little bored. ”

"What's my business!" he straightened up, ready to leave.

She grabbed his hand, "Shall we talk?"

He paused, looked back and said coldly, "I'm not bored. ”

With that, he shook off her hand directly.

That dream is really rare, two years, two years!

"I'm sorry......" Yu Dai'er lowered her head, her face full of self-blame, "I'm sorry ......"

Before he could take a few steps, he could hear the self-blame behind him, Chen'er finally stopped, he turned back and stood in front of her, this time he was calmer.

"You really should say you're sorry, but what's the use of being sorry?" he pursed his lips helplessly, looking at the pitiful girl, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Yu Dai'er shook her head, "I don't want to......"

“......”

Chen'er glanced at her angrily, "You are so annoying, do you know?"

"I know. She frowned and looked up, "You're already angry. ”

"Oh my God!" he covered his face as if helpless, "You have a weird temper!

"I know ......"

"Stop, stop~" He interrupted her self-identification, and after thinking for a moment, he patted Yu Dai'er's head, which was about the same height as himself, "You definitely look good when you frown from time to time!"

She didn't speak.

Chen'er withdrew her hand and shrugged her shoulders, "I'm tired of staying here, how about we go back to the room and have a good chat?"

She nodded lightly and said in his tone: "Don't be angry, you look very handsome when you're not angry." ”

He raised an eyebrow, "I know. ”

She glanced at him secretly, and there was always a confidence in him, a confidence she knew she couldn't learn.

There was nothing to say all the way, Chen'er walked in front, and Yu Dai'er followed behind, like a master and a maid.

Back in the room, she sat on the edge of the bed, and he crouched on the floor with his chin propped up to listen to a story she told him.

At the beginning of the story, there is a warm family, they live at the foot of the Danxun Mountain, the father hunts every day, the mother collects silkworms to make silk, and there are no boys among their children, only three sisters.

Although there are no neighbors around, they are very happy.

But the good times were short-lived.

On the day of the second daughter's eight-year-old birthday, the father went to a small town ten miles away to sell furs and did not return, it was dark, and the mother went to look for it and never returned.

There was a candle flame in the house, and only the three sisters were left.

My sister is a little older, and she was just fourteen years old not long ago.

Although they were not afraid of the night, they were afraid of what would happen to them on the road, because they had been hearing from their father that life was unstable and that there were robbers. So the three of them planned to go looking for their parents.

But before he had gone a hundred steps, he suddenly saw seven or eight big men with torches walking not far ahead.

They were all rough, and they all had a large broad knife in their hands, and the two people in front of them were still dripping with blood from their knives at this time.

The second and third children were so frightened that the elder sister grabbed their hands and ran towards the house.

When they arrived at home, they did not dare to light the lamp, so they shrank and hid in the house and did not dare to make a sound.

This should be a pack of bandits.

When the robbers saw the house, they all smiled from ear to ear, and said in their mouths, 'That woman thief has no taste just now, and the fire in this stomach can't go on~'.

The three sisters were so frightened that the robbers kicked the door open, and some of them even ate the bacon hanging on the wooden railing.

It snowed in the sky, the first snow of winter.

The robbers found the three sisters, and some advocated killing them, while others advocated taking turns to defeat them.

The two younger sisters were so frightened that they cried, but the elder sister stood up bravely and protected the younger sisters behind her, and she said to the robber leader, "Is there a shortage of Mrs. Zhai? ”

The robbers were amused.

Then the elder sister said, "Take me away, my two younger sisters are still young." ”

The robbers were happy again, and they couldn't keep their mouths shut.

The robber leader stared at his sister with a warped ass and smiled lewdly, "If you can let us take turns to be happy, we promise to spare your two sisters." ”

My sister was so happy when she heard this, and her eyes were filled with tears.

The robbers took the two sisters out, and soon they heard the robbers' wicked laughter and the elder sister's moaning from the house, and between the two voices they could hear the elder sister's whisper, which had been repeated many times, "Are you happy? ”

The robbers never responded, just laughed, laughed outrageously!