In March, the small town of Jiangnan.

March in Jiangnan is mostly cloudy and rainy, and the occasional sunny day is particularly cherished.

There is a big river in Luqiao Town, there are small boats floating on the river, and there is an old man in green clothes on the bow of the boat who is fishing with a fishing hook, and a soft and tactful song is transmitted to the river, which is a few girls who are washing under the willow trees by the river laughing and humming.

On a stone bridge, there was a girl in a blue skirt, she was petite but plump and seductive, and she was walking slowly with an oil-paper umbrella in her white hand.

At the end of the stone bridge is a road paved with bluestone slabs, on both sides of the road are shops and teahouses, the first one is a two-storey teahouse, the owner of the teahouse is an elegant person, the eaves of the teahouse are hung with a lot of wind chimes made by him with green bamboo, when the wind comes, the wind chimes will sound green and crisp sound, it is very beautiful, the girl just walked across the stone bridge, but the sky is not beautiful, it rained instantly, the girl is helpless, but seems to have been accustomed to the weather of rain in March.

She lifted the blue skirt and ran into the teahouse in a few steps.

The breeze blew, the wind chimes hanging under the eaves of the teahouse rang, the sound of the wind, the bell, and the rain were instantly mixed together, the girl looked down at the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and then looked at the drizzle outside, and then raised a pair of moist eyes to look at the ringing bell.

Not far from the teahouse, a few girls who were still washing under the willow tree by the river quickly stopped singing, hurriedly packed up their clothes and put them in the wooden basin they brought in, and hurriedly ran home.

The girl looking at the wind chimes in the teahouse, an acquaintance behind her saw her, and shouted softly, "Is it An Yue, An girl, are you also hiding from the rain here?"

The girl turned around, a small face was bright and moving, with a simple hair grate on her head, two carved wooden hairpins obliquely inserted, a simple and simple dress, but it did not reduce her brightness at all, she looked at the source of the sound with her watery eyes, and saw that it was a familiar aunt in the same village, and immediately showed a light smile, and said softly: "Yes, auntie, such a coincidence." ”

"Isn't it a coincidence, by the way, Ann girl, have you been back to the village recently?"

"Auntie, I went back once recently~"

"Okay, well, you remember to go back to see your father and mother from time to time~"

"In a few days, I will go home for Qingming Festival~"

An Yue smiled, and the two chatted casually for a few more words, and half-ringing, An Yue glanced at the drizzle outside, afraid that it would get bigger and bigger, and said goodbye to the aunt, "Auntie, I have something to go first, let's talk next time." ”

"Okay, go, go. ”

The aunt behind her looked at her distant back and sighed and breathed~

The drizzle outside was getting heavier and heavier, and people in the teahouse ran in one after another to hide from the rain, and the person who had just run in hurriedly wiped his forehead with his sleeve.

The drizzle was mixed with a breeze, and the bamboo wind chimes hanging under the eaves on the first floor of the teahouse were still ringing, and the sound was green and crisp mixed with the sound of the crowd talking and talking.

A thin man in a green robe came down from the second floor of the teahouse unhurriedly, he walked down the stairwell, every step was smooth and light, he wore a silver mask, although his face could not be seen clearly, but the appearance of the whole body was extraordinary.

His eyes, hidden under his mask, glanced at the crowd hiding from the rain on the eaves of the first floor, and then at the drizzle outside.

He is the owner of this teahouse, his name is Lingzhu, and the people of Luqiao Town call him the shopkeeper of Lingzhu, but no one has seen his true face under the mask.

At this time, it was drizzling and a breeze was blowing through the street, a blue figure was hurrying towards the academy, the embroidered shoes under her skirt were already wet, and the skirt was also a little sticky, she quickened her pace again, and finally arrived at the gate of the academy.

Knock knock on the courtyard door, wait for a while, a student like a child ran over from the inside to open the courtyard door for her, the figure hurriedly entered, and then hurriedly bypassed the corridor, walked to the backyard, walked to a side room, quickly pushed the door open, entered the inner room, and closed the door with his backhand, all in one go.

Whew, finally back, An Yue leaned against the door and gasped for two breaths before slowly calming down.

The light in the room was a little dim, and on a rainy day, she couldn't see anything too far away for a while.

She put away her oil-paper umbrella again, put it by the door at will, felt that her lower body was uncomfortable, she lowered her head, pulled the hem of her skirt, and saw her embroidered shoes, the uppers were wet, she sighed, and brought three pairs of embroidered shoes, if you wet a pair again, there will be no clean embroidered shoes to wear.

I got wet yesterday.

She sighed again, looked at the wet embroidered shoes, pulled the hem of her skirt again, sighed, put the skirt down, no matter, first find the clean embroidered shoes to change in, and then change into a clean dress by the way.

She looked up, her eyes had adjusted a little to the dim light in the room, what was she?

Got in the wrong room again?

She glanced at the room that was very similar to her own, and felt a little helpless.

She looked at the desk in front of the screen, which was filled with pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and a stack of books, which was not the case in front of the screen in her room.

She wanted to leave quickly, she lowered her head to get the oil-paper umbrella that she had just placed aside, but the door behind her had already creaked, the door was opened, and a thrust came behind her, and with a thud, she threw herself forward, almost pushing to the ground.

The man who opened the door was an eight-foot-tall, handsome, white-dressed, suave man, the man said that he reacted quickly and quickly, and quickly grabbed An Yue, who was still a little shaky, with surprise and worry on his face, he helped An Yue, and said with some distress: "Have you fallen?"

An Yue, who was supported by him, shook his head and said, "No~"

It really didn't, it just scared her, if she hadn't reacted quickly, turned sideways in time, and stabilized her body, it is estimated that she would have fallen to the ground long ago.

The boy carefully checked her back and forth, and then said, "It's okay~"

An Yue nodded, withdrew from his arms, lowered his head and picked up his umbrella again, and said, "I'll go back to the room first~"

"Wait a minute~" The boy was a little reluctant in his eyes, and said, "It's raining today and you're going out?" Where did you go?"

An Yue lowered his eyes, stared at the hem of his skirt, and said softly: "I went to the street."

"What's the matter? Go to the street?"

An Yue shook his head, "It's nothing, just go out for a walk, which Cheng thought, it rained halfway." ”

Childe looked at her and said, "It rained at this hour yesterday, and it was like this the day before yesterday, why did you go out today? I saw you go out yesterday afternoon~"

An Yue didn't want to talk to him about this matter again, but pulled the hem of his skirt and said, "My shoes and skirt are wet, I want to go back to the room first, change my dress and change my embroidered shoes~"

After she finished speaking, she didn't care whether the boy agreed or not, she raised her steps and turned around to leave, or the boy was fast, and he grabbed her sleeve regardless of etiquette, "Don't go yet~"

"What's wrong?" she didn't look back.

"I..." The boy wanted to speak and stopped, seeing An Yue in front of him without looking back, he always felt that she had been a little different recently, he lowered his head, and saw her somewhat wet skirt again, and sighed lightly: "It's okay, you go and change your dress and embroidered shoes first." ”

An Yue lowered his eyes, nodded, moved again, pulled his sleeve, and went out with an umbrella.

After she left, she left the boy alone in the room, sighing softly.

The son's surname is Fan, a famous document, and his father gave him this name, firstly, he hoped that he would be able to read a wide range of books, and secondly, he hoped that he would enter the official career, be a famous minister who had been in the government and the opposition for a long time.

He is not a person from this Jiangnan town, his hometown is thousands of miles away in Dengzhou, and the reason why he came to this Jiangnan town is to start from the beginning.

The son of the Fan family in Dengzhou, born noble, the eldest son, the ancestor was an official for generations, handsome, holding a white folding fan, fresh clothes and angry horses.

This young man is talented, and he is a high school student in one fell swoop, if he goes to Beijing to take the Jinshi examination again, he will shine on the lintel, and his life should be considered complete.

But in this world, there is no such perfection about this young man.

Not only is it not perfect, but it is also harmful.

Later, the young man left Dengzhou, went to many places, and went all the way south, passed through this town two years later, and stayed in this town for almost a year.

It was here that he met An Yue.

Fan Gongzi looked at the drizzle outside, thinking of An Yue's sudden estrangement in the past few days, and sighed.

An Yue in the next room has closed the door with her backhand, the light in her room is dim, and when she gets used to the light in the room, she walked a few steps around the desk, bypassed the screen behind the desk, changed into some wet clothes, lay on the bed, covered the thin quilt, and fell asleep dizzily.

It was still drizzling outside, thousands of miles away Fan Gongzi's hometown of Dengzhou, but it was a different scene, Dengzhou where the sun was shining, the warblers were singing and dancing, the peach red and willow green, a pleasant scene at the beginning of summer. A lithe, feminine woman wrote a letter and summoned a man to leave immediately with the letter.

And the town was still drizzling, and where the river dwelled, there were misty houses everywhere, and there was a small temple in the mountains in the distance, which was also shrouded in mist and rain.

Granny Niu, who was invited by the academy to cook, was leaning against the window in the stove room, looking at the sky, calculating the time, and starting to cook.

Soon, the smoke rose from the roof of the academy stove house, and the trickle of drizzle hit the blue brick house, the cooking smoke on the roof of the academy stove house and the drizzle on the roof finally condensed into patches of hazy smoke, the drizzle was still falling, and at the corner of the street, the crowd who had not yet returned home braved the drizzle and hurried to run home.

Granny Niu made dinner with her hands and feet, and the sky darkened, she was invited by the academy to cook, and her own home is also in the town, so she comes to cook every day and goes home to rest, and it is convenient to go back and forth.

Granny Niu's food is delicious, she comes to cook lunch and dinner every day, and breakfast is the student master of the academy who goes out of the academy to buy steamed buns on the street in the town to eat.

During the two days of the college break, the dean, Mr. Zhou, went to look for his old friends, and the students in the college all went home during the holidays, and only one or two of the more remote ones stayed.

As soon as dinner was ready, Granny Niu knocked on the doors of An Yue and Fan Gongzi one by one, and went to the front yard to inform the students who had not returned home.

After a while, Fan Gongzi and a few other students who stayed behind went to the dining room next to the stove room to prepare for dinner.

The dining room and the stove room are connected, Granny Niu glanced at An Yue and saw that An Yue was not there, she glanced at Fan Gongzi again, and said: "Fan Gongzi, I will leave a meal for An Fuzi first, I don't know if she went out or what? If she comes back in a while, please tell her that there is still food in the stove room, and you can eat it hot." ”

"Good~"

After the cow mother-in-law finished speaking, she walked to the door of the dining room, opened the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and walked to the back door of the backyard.

Fan Gongzi at this table lowered his head, just now he knocked on An Yue's door, and wanted to ask her to come over, but it can be seen that no one in the room answered, thinking that she might have come to the dining room first.

Who knew that after coming to the dining room, she was not there?

Fan Gongzi lowered his head and hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls of food, first padd his stomach, and then stood up again to find oil paper, wrapped a few pastries in oil paper with his own hands, protected them in his arms, opened the oil paper umbrella and hurriedly braved the drizzle to touch the dark, rushed from the stove room to the door of An Yue's room, knocked on An Yue's door, but knocked a few times and no one answered, he frowned, a little puzzled, he was in the room in the afternoon, and he didn't seem to hear her go out again?

Fan Gongzi thought about the sky, and thought of her wet embroidered shoes, and pushed the door hard with some worry.

He pushed the door open, and the smell of rain, wind, and bitterness instantly poured into the room, and he flashed into the room, took a careful breath, and then shouted a few times into the dark room, but no one answered.

He put down the oil-paper umbrella, closed the door with his backhand, took out the fire fold from his arms, blew it on, and then went to look inside the room, he walked quickly to the screen, and saw that the Luo skirt that he saw her wearing during the day was still hanging on the screen, and quickly went around to the screen, behind the screen, on the bed, a woman was sleeping quietly.

Seeing that she was asleep, he let go of his worries, went to light the oil lamp, blew out the fire, and walked lightly to the edge of the bed and sat down.

The room was quiet, he leaned over, stretched out a free hand, and touched her forehead, which was neither hot nor cold.

An Yue fell asleep quietly, looking a lot thinner, and now there was a circle of black green, I don't know what happened to her, I didn't say anything when I asked her, not only didn't I say it, but I also seemed to be estranged from myself.

Fan Gongzi touched the dark green in the corner of her eyes with some distress, and then gently rubbed her with his thumb, rubbing it for a while, Fan Gongzi glanced at the burning oil lamp, he looked down at the oil paper bag and fire fold in his hand again, and was afraid that she would wake up hungry What should I do?

If he's here, can this pastry give her a stomach first? He might as well go and give her a hot meal.

He guarded her for a while, pinched the time to blow out the oil lamp, and then walked to the desk in the dark, sat on the bench in front of the desk, put the oil paper bag and the fire fold in the corner of the desk, lay on the desk, and narrowed.

In the dark night, there are still Lao Suo fishing on the river, the day gradually brightened, the fiery red sun slowly rose, but the Lao Suo is ready to go home to rest, maybe he is different from other Lao Suo, look at it is indeed a little different, he likes to go out to fish at night, rest at home during the day.

As soon as the sky was bright, some people were awake, and some people were asleep.

A woman in the academy got up and put on her clothes, went around the screen and saw the sleeping man lying on the desk, sighed, her face was a little gloomy, she was no longer like the lively and coquettish her a few days ago, she looked at the figure, turned around and took a coat to put on him, and then went out lightly.

The crowd on the street has gradually increased, the vendors selling morning tea have already set up their stalls, most of the students who have stayed in the academy have also gotten up, some go to the stove room to fetch water and wash up, and some go out to buy breakfast on the street together.

When Fan Gongzi woke up, he already had an extra shirt on his shoulders, he picked up the coat and looked at it, and saw that it was An Yue's, he touched it again, held it in his hand, took a breath lightly, smelled the smell on the shirt, and then looked down at his shirt, okay, nothing~

But~

Last night, he dreamed of a gorgeous dream again.

At this time, the hostess of his dream was returning from buying breakfast outside, and she was carrying something in her hand to the room.

Her footsteps sounded outside the door, Fan Gongzi heard the sound, and hurriedly stood up, put An Yue's coat on the screen and hung it, the footsteps outside were getting closer and closer, and the familiar footsteps, he knew it was her as soon as he heard it.

An Yue lightly pushed open the door, just in line with Fan Gongzi, who had just turned around and stood in front of the desk, she first moved her eyes away, lowered her eyes, looked at the things in her hand and said, "I bought breakfast and came back, you go wash up and eat something~"

"Okay~" Fan Gongzi smiled at her, and hurriedly walked out of An Yue's room, smiling meekly when he passed by her.

Fetched water and washed, washed and went back to his room first and changed into a white dress, and then went back to An Yue's room, An Yue was already sitting at the desk waiting for him, he hurriedly stepped forward to sit down together, and saw that the oiled paper bag that An Yue brought back had been opened, and there were three steaming buns inside.

"I didn't buy much, you had to order. An Yue looked at him and said.

Fan Gongzi glanced at her and said, "Have you eaten it?"

He thought of yesterday, and then he said, "Why did you fall asleep so early yesterday?

An Yue shook his head, "I was sleepy last night~ I have already eaten in the morning~"

She actually didn't eat it, she can't eat it now, and if she doesn't eat it, she can save silver and copper plates.

Fan Gongzi looked at her and said, "What's wrong with you in the past two days? You seem to have lost a lot of weight, and yesterday's incident, I forgot to ask you, were you scared?"

He saw the oiled paper bag on the side again, and said to An Yue: "There are also pastries, I thought of giving it to you to taste last night~" He pointed to a package of oiled paper on the side.

An Yue glanced at the oil paper bag, and thought that when he woke up, he was sleeping on his stomach in his room~

Thinking of this, An Yue barely pulled out a shallow smile on his face, looked at him and said, "Eat steamed buns quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold for a while." ”

She paused and said, "I've been fine for the past two days, don't think about it, I wasn't scared yesterday~"

After two days, he finally saw her smile, although he smiled reluctantly, but he was still happy, he picked up a bun, looked at her, made an obedient look to nod, ate it, and after eating one, he picked up a bun and wanted to feed her a bite, but An Yue shook his head and didn't, so he ate it himself.

The eldest son of the Shi family, the mayor of Dengzhou, would be shocked if such a habit of eating steamed buns was seen by the group of people serving in his courtyard.

But now, he has been studying abroad for more than two years, and Luqiao Town has been almost three years this year, so he has long been accustomed to being casual.

Eating and sitting upright, behaving elegantly, is also eating.

Eating casually and behaving vulgarly is also eating.

Three years later, the son of the Fan family looks like he is still the same son of the Fan family, but there is something different in the end.