Fu Yihuan listened energetically, and couldn't help but pull the sleeves of the person next to him: "Yes, I think no matter who did something wrong, it's ......."

However, when he saw the other party's face clearly, he paused.

I used to come out with Fu Qingyao a lot, so I couldn't help but share anything with her, but it was not Fu Qingyao who was sitting next to you now, which was embarrassing.

Fortunately, the other party didn't blame him, he smiled slightly: "It's such a coincidence, I have the same idea as you, but ......"

He paused and said, "Actually, most people can't do this, after all, there are still too few people who can stick to a principle all the time......

"I won't be the kind of person who doesn't even want my own principles for the sake of my relatives......" Fu Qingyao didn't expect the man in front of him to respond to his question, as if he had found a confidant, and he was suddenly excited.

"I want to be a person like Bao Zheng in the future......" The small body seems to contain infinite energy.

The man looked at Fu Yihuan with this appearance, and suddenly laughed.

He seemed to reach out to grab something, and finally put it down: "Okay, I'm looking forward to it." ”

Fu Yihuan realized that the man next to him looked exceptionally handsome, especially a pair of eyes, scorching, staring at himself always made people feel completely seen.

Of course, today's story is still not over, and when Fu Yihuan left, it was already raining lightly outside.

The reddish rain smashed small pits into the ground.

Fu Yihuan frowned, a little hesitant to use spiritual power to prop up a protective shield for himself and go home, and then heard a familiar voice behind him just now.

"I'll take you home. The man was holding a large black and white umbrella large enough to hold two people.

Fu Yihuan looked at the rain, thought about his spiritual power reserve again, and finally nodded.

The rain is too corrosive to the spiritual power, and his spiritual power may not be able to last until he returns home.

However, I didn't seem to see him holding an umbrella in his hand just now, could it be that he is also a monk?

Fu Yihuan reported his home: "I am the Fu family, can you send me to the Fu family's mansion?"

The man smiled, and he stretched out his hand at Fu Yihuan: "Come in, I'll send you home." ”

-

Fu Yihuan walked on the road, carefully avoiding the stagnant water on the ground, fortunately, men can always find the right time to avoid those places that are easy to stumble, Fu Yihuan didn't feel how troublesome it was to walk.

The man walked very slowly, Fu Yihuan took him to the door of the Fu Mansion, and saw Fu Qingyao standing at the door with an umbrella, still holding his own small blue umbrella in his hand.

Fu Yihuan hurriedly beckoned to Fu Qingyao, then propped up a small aura cover, thanked the man, and then ran into the house with red raindrops.

Fu Qingyao handed him his umbrella, and then looked curiously at the man in front of him holding a large black and white umbrella.

The man smiled at her and turned away.

Fu Yihuan took Fu Qingyao's arm and ran home, very excited: "Let me tell you, today's story is too exciting, but Mr. Qi hasn't finished telling it yet, he said that tomorrow is still old time, and then let's talk about it, let me tell you what I said today, you won't understand it tomorrow...... Hey, why don't you leave......"

Fu Qingyao stopped in place, lowered her head and took her arm out of Fu Yihuan's hand, her voice was almost unrecognizable: "Brother Huan, I may not go with you to listen to books in the future......"

Fu Yihuan was stunned: "Why?"

Fu Qingyao looked at it seriously

He said: "My aunt said that my qualifications are too poor, and I have not awakened my talent for a long time, and it is likely that I will not be able to build a foundation for the rest of my life, so it is better to marry as soon as possible than to waste resources in the family...... The Zhou family has come this afternoon, and they are still very satisfied with me, the only thing is to ask me not to go out again in the future, and to study female ...... at home."

Fu Yihuan was stunned, he seemed to be a little unable to understand why his aunt would make such a decision, but he understood that his sister was not very happy with this decision.

So, Fu Yihuan hurriedly took her arm: "I'll take you to your aunt and tell her that you don't want to marry." ”

Fu Qingyao didn't respond, she looked at Fu Yihuan's expression, and said seriously: "The result won't change." Her eyes darkened little by little, but she still tried her best to withdraw a smile: "It's always been like this...... It's like an uncle......"

"Don't say it!" Fu Yihuan suddenly shouted.

The uncle in Fu Qingyao's mouth is Fu Yihuan's father.

Fu Qingyao didn't speak, just patted Fu Yihuan's shoulder.

Then he repeated what he said: "It's always been like this. ”

Fu Qingyao's tone seemed to be comforting someone, and she didn't know if she was comforting Fu Yihuan or herself.

Fu Yihuan stood in place, watching Fu Qingyao walk in the red rain with an umbrella, a little lonely, a little obedient, and a little stubborn, but it was slowly mixed in the mud in the red rain.

He knew that Fu Qingyao had always been sensible, she knew very well what to do at what time and at what time, because of this trait, Fu Qingyao once became "someone else's child" in the mouths of various elders of the Fu family.

But at this moment, Fu Yihuan suddenly hoped in his heart that Fu Qingyao would be ignorant once.

-

It was another afternoon, Fu Yihuan looked at the still red sky outside, and suddenly smiled bitterly.

The sky is red, and it has always been like this.

Rain corrodes spiritual power, as it has always been.

Even his father has always been ......

But why did my uncle say that the sky was blue?

In the haze, Fu Yihuan faintly saw a man holding an umbrella standing outside the door of the art hall.

He snapped his eyes open.

“...... Is that you?"

The man smiled, he looked at Fu Yihuan and said, "I remember that you are a disciple of the Fu family, so I thought that I might be able to meet you when I came to the Shutang at this time, so I came over to try my luck." ”

...... This is a strange man, and Fu Yihuan quickly drew conclusions to him.

"What are you looking for me for?" Fu Yihuan said indifferently.

"I just have a jade plaque for listening to books in the teahouse this afternoon, and I want to find someone to listen to it together, but I don't know many people here, and if I think about it, you are the only one who is willing to go with me......"

Fu Yihuan thought of something, and suddenly opened his eyes: "Listen to what you mean, you just came here?"

The man nodded.

"So, you came here from outside?" Fu Yihuan's eyes suddenly lit up, "Then you must know the scene outside......

The man hesitated, then nodded slowly.

"So......" Fu Yihuan said cautiously with a hint of expectation: "Is the sky outside also red?"

The man looked at him and laughed again.

He stretched out a hand, and the jade plaque of the teahouse lay quietly in his palm: "The story has to be listened to after all, isn't it?"

( = Old Song)