(One hundred and eight) Past life seven
Ah Mei walked to the courtyard of the owner, she had been back to Tianyin Village for more than half a year, but Qin Shufeng was no different from her and other female disciples.
She hung her head, a little sad.
In the past, she had to be a peach to dial, went to find the master, in front of the master to admit her mistakes and serve the master, but also to her own heart to the master seriously, the master was moved after a long time, so he agreed to take her back to Tianyinzhuang.
But now, Hui is back, but things don't seem to have developed as she thought.
She no longer learns Su Ruoxin to dress up herself, nor does she learn Su Ruoxin's temperament, she is her, her name is Amei.
A woman who is calm on the surface and messy on the inside, a woman who stubbornly likes Qin Shufeng.
She walked all the way into the yard where Qin Shufeng lived, Qin Shufeng was not there, she cleaned up in his yard.
This yard is very empty, only one osmanthus tree is planted, the osmanthus tree is not high, I heard that it was planted by Qin Shufeng himself in the past few years.
Amei went to fetch water, watered the osmanthus tree carefully, she looked at the osmanthus tree that was not tall, imagined the appearance of the owner planting this tree in the past, imagined the appearance of waiting for a few years for the osmanthus tree to bloom, when the time comes, the fragrance of osmanthus will definitely fragrance the whole yard, she thought about it, the mood is not bad, and poured some water on the osmanthus tree. She thought that when the time came, she could also say that she also had credit for the survival of the tree, and when the flowers bloomed, she would have to harvest some flowers and make pastries......
After a long time, the sky suddenly turned from sunny to gray, as if it was going to rain, a little depressing, and windy, a little cold.
The branches crooked, and she looked up to see the dark clouds.
There was movement outside, it was Qin Shufeng, he had just come back from martial arts practice, and he saw Amei waiting at the door, a little helpless.
"Owner. ”
Ah Mei heard the movement, looked back at Qin Shufeng, her face turned red, and she hurriedly greeted her.
"Owner, today I watered the osmanthus tree in the yard. ”
"Thank you. ”
Qin Shufeng glanced at her, thinking of what his mother said, he looked at this junior sister and said seriously, "Senior sister, someone will do these dirty jobs in the future, so there is no need to trouble you." ”
He thought for a while, and then said, "Senior sister, there are many good men in this world. ”
When Amei heard it, she understood what he meant, her eyes turned red, and he was saying that he was rejecting himself?
She looked sad, her tone choked, she sniffed, and felt a little aggrieved in her heart.
"The owner... Brother... I truly love you, and I've admired you for as long as I can remember. I've loved you for so many years...... In the past, I was not good, I was confused, but it was only because I liked you. ”
"I'm sincere, I'm not lying, I'm not lying, and I like it no less than others. She began to cry.
Qin Shufeng sighed, raised his head and glanced at the osmanthus tree in the courtyard.
"I know you're not lying, but fate is not up to anyone at all. ”
After speaking, he walked mercilessly to the main room in the courtyard.
Ah Mei looked at his back, tears falling more and more, and slammed on the ground one after another.
Qin Shufeng entered the main room, and there was a portrait of a beauty hanging on the wall of the main room, he walked to the statue of the beauty, looking at the beauty wearing a pink dress and skirt, his heart hurt deeply, but the corners of his mouth showed a smile.
"If you have a heart, you are not afraid that I will change my mind? Aren't you afraid that I will marry someone else? How can you leave so early? How can you leave so early?"
After saying that, his eyes turned red.
Fate is really out of control.
The joys and sorrows of the world are the most impermanent, and nine times out of ten they are unsatisfactory.
Dark clouds covered the sky, wind and rain drifted everywhere, torrential rain poured down, falling wildly, and the dark sky seemed to collapse.
The osmanthus tree in the courtyard wilted, and leaned weakly on the leaves next to it, like a figure who was unable to straighten up because of excessive sadness. Amei looked at it and couldn't help but feel sorry for it.
She let the heavy rain wash over her body, the weather was cold and cold, and she felt a little helpless and painful in her heart, she glanced in the direction of the main house, and slowly moved her body to go outside.
Walking alone in the Zhuangzi, her body trembled a little, her body shrunk, her heart trembled, her eyes were foggy, and she couldn't see the road ahead, she closed her eyes, and suddenly didn't know where she should go.
Chest tightness, confused.
Suddenly, the Zhuangzi medicinal herb flower was drenched, and she looked around, for some reason the mountain villa seemed so deserted today, and she felt that she had been abandoned.
Her steps were hesitant, and tears were dripping early.
The person who was identified by her own wishful thinking, she was left with only rejection.
Despair and sorrow screamed through her heart with so many wings.
She thought that she would brave the wind and rain and cross thousands of rivers and mountains to get close to him, but he didn't cherish it. The old dream of her childhood sweetheart who was awakened by the heavy rain, this dream is that she is too deeply in love.
In love, perhaps he is the hedgehog, and she is the river mussel, the hedgehog has his back to the river mussel, and the river mussel spreads its body and embraces the hedgehog's thorns with the softest part of its body.
But the hedgehog is struggling, even disgusted.
She is willing to be a river mussel, only he can sting in the softest part of her body, only she dares to hug you, but does he know?
He may know, but he doesn't care!
A figure appeared in the heavy rain, dressed as a woman, who was holding an oil-paper umbrella and appeared around Amei, seeing her so stupidly drenched in the heavy rain, she pulled her body and sheltered under the umbrella, and then the two pulled and tugged, and finally pulled Amei into the courtyard where she lived.
In the courtyard, in the room, Amei's eyes were red, her expression was a little trance, she was sitting on an embroidery stool, holding a cup of hot tea in her hand, her dress was wet, and her hair was messy and wet.
Ah Xiu in front of her looked at her, a little helpless, Ah Xiu took a clean lying on her side and asked her to wipe the green silk, but Ah Mei didn't seem to react.
Ah Xiu stared at her, she had already said a lot of words to dissuade, but she was not Ah Mei, maybe she really didn't understand Ah Mei's mind, and she really didn't understand how much Ah Mei liked the owner.
After all, she and her personality are different, and the people are not the same.
In the middle of the sound, Ah Mei suddenly looked up at her good sister Ah Xiu, "You say, if I was born prettier than Miss Su, wouldn't it be good?"
She looked miserable, her eyes were ownerless, and she was pitiful.
When Ah Xiu heard her say this, she felt distressed and angry that she was stupid.
Emotional things, who is better looking than whom?
The right time, place and people, fate preferences and feelings are indispensable.
It was still raining outside, Amei felt that her body was cold and cold, she still wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry anymore, she just sat dementedly, thinking that he had rejected herself again, her heart was rolling and tossing, and her internal organs were hurting.
From beginning to end, she didn't know where she lost, where she lost, and what she lost.
She thought about it, it should be that Miss Su was born a little better than her.