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The parting accompanied by the sound of rain is the most emotional.

Shi Xiucai's residence is simple, the green tiles are cracked in several places, and there is a little rain leakage.

Where does he care about embarrassment, where does he still care about shabby, because parting is imminent.

Hurriedly pushed open the door of the house and lured the mulberry girl in.

The night at dusk, obscured by the curtain of rain, was as dark as no hope in sight.

The house was simple, and there were no chairs to entertain guests, so I had to bring a wooden bench to the mulberry girl.

The mulberry girl didn't sit down, and gently said, "What posture should I pose?"

Xiucai swallowed the bitterness and didn't answer her Yan language.

In the dark, I found a party to dryly, spread the paper, and Xiucai hung the pen to paint.

A few touches of danqing floated by, and the beauty jumped on the paper.

The willow leaves play with the swallows flying, and the flower umbrella half-covers the head.

Under the sun, the girl is walking lightly.

"This is the first time I've seen you. ”

Xiucai picked up the drawing paper and handed it to the mulberry girl.

As soon as he took over his painting, he lowered his head and dipped the ink again.

The room was dark and extremely difficult to see, and the mulberry picker saw a lone lamp in the corner of the table and lit it gently.

The light reflects the paper, and the most beautiful thing is the person in the painting.

Is this me in his eyes?

Is it so beautiful?

He said that the first time he saw him, what day was it?

Gently opened Sakura's lips, and just wanted to ask him a few words, I saw him hand over the second volume of paintings.

"It's the first time we've spoken. ”

The spring breeze paints Emei, and the red cloud is half-headed.

The crisp hands are as weak as an orchid, and the sideburns are shining in Beidou.

After looking at his paintings, the scene of that day comes to mind.

In front of Xiucai's stall, pick and choose, that day, I didn't say much to find fault with him.

When looking back on the spring, the mulberry picking girl's heart warmed, and she wanted to repeat the words that embarrassed him that day, but she choked in her throat inexplicably.

"This is the first time I've given you an embroidery piece. ”

Xiucai sent a third painting.

White embroidered shoes, pothos shirt.

Slanted cloud tassel ponytail.

Silver bracelets, gold-headed hairpins.

Spring dew light makeup pretty Shanshan.

After all this time, he remembered what I was wearing that day.

The corners of the mulberry girl's mouth moved slightly, and she wanted to say something, but tears slipped down.

Turn your head quickly, don't get the scroll wet, and don't let him see it.

This is the first time you've paid me.

This is the first time you've invited me to a cake.

This is the first time you've given me a word test.

This is the first time you've helped me sell paintings.

......

A few pictures, a few pieces of the past.

It's endless, it's love.

Xiucai kept writing and painted ten portraits for the mulberry girl.

Until this morning, the mulberry picker sat in front of his stall, skillfully holding her cheeks and her eyes delicate.

After the last stroke, Xiucai finally cried.

Dripped on the paper, dyed the beauty.

The two of them were sad and silent.

The cloud sleeves were stained with tears in the starry eyes, and the mulberry picker looked at the portrait again and gently put it away.

There was a thin smile on his lips: "You drew the wrong person, I'm not that good-looking, I'm an ugly girl and shameless." ”

"You are a fairy in my heart. ”

The ugly girl is faceless and the fairy is mortal, the same person, in the eyes of different people, there is such a big difference.

The suffering is imminent, and Xiucai finally said the bottom of his heart.

The mulberry girl lowered her head, her little hand hid the smile at the corner of her mouth, and sighed leisurely: "Fairy? That's when you haven't seen my embroidery girl, she is the fairy in the world, compared to me, I am so ugly that I should jump into the well." ”

"Cai Sang!" Xiucai didn't allow her to humiliate herself anymore, rushed to her closer, stretched out his hand, and wanted to pull up the hair on her sideburns, but after all, it was embarrassing.

Under the shadow of Xiucai, Cai Sang turned around slightly and said lightly: "My girl saw that you painted well and asked me about your appearance." I said that you are handsome, you are also an honest person, and you can be entrusted with it for life. ”

After saying a few words, he turned his head and smiled at Xiucai: "My girl has a spring heart and wants to do good things with you." Xiucai, this is a blessing from the sky, you have to ...... well"

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly bullied by him, and his red lips were held by him.

He is a well-informed and courteous talent, and he is also a well-mannered and elegant talent.

When he kissed her, he abandoned all his talents.

The scroll fell, and the mulberry picker melted into his arms.

Let him kiss through his red lips and kiss through his heart.

He let go gently, and the mulberry picker did not dare to look at him, soft as a bud on a branch.

Seeing the shyness of the mulberry girl, Xiucai knelt under her eyes.

"Caisang, don't be with that master, he only has evil thoughts about you, and he won't marry you. ”

"You...... You get up first. ”

Why kneel?

Xiucai's eyes were full of anxiety, and he even let go: "If you don't promise me, I won't get up." ”

She went to hug him and smiled weakly: "What can I promise you? ”

He didn't get up, grabbed her little hand: "You run, escape from Suzhou City, and never come back." ”

"What should I do if I am caught?" Let him hold his little hand, Cai Sang Nu lowered her head and frowned: "He is a master, and he is all in the yamen, once he catches me, he will have to suffer a lawsuit." ”

Is there really no other way?

"I'll eat the lawsuit for you!" Xiucai said categorically, and then explained the matter completely: "I will surrender tomorrow, and I will say that I have abducted and sold you, and I want to kill or chop you, whatever they want!"

Infatuated talents, don't want etiquette, and don't want laws.

"You run away, marry a good man. ”

He refused to let go of her hand, but let her marry someone else.

When the word marriage came out, Xiucai's eyes were red.

"Oh, you ......" the mulberry picker stomped her foot in a hurry.

Xiucai was in a hurry, and couldn't hear the coquettishness of the mulberry girl, so he interrupted her again: "Don't hesitate, there is no time, I only have a few pennies, and I will make all of it for you." ”

All the ideas are decided, Xiucai gets up and is going to go to the bottom of the old man.

Suddenly, a shout sounded above my head: "You kneel for me." ”

Before Xiu could understand what was going on, he felt that the roof tiles were broken, and a dark wind swirled down, pressing down on the top of his head.

Xiucai was entangled in the yin wind, and knelt under the eyes of the mulberry picker again.

The wind dissipated, and the autumn rain poured into the church.

With the rain fell, the white-robed master stood side by side with the mulberry picking girl.

As soon as he saw the master appear, Xiucai had no time to think about the strangeness just now, only knowing that the escape plan of the mulberry girl was caught by him, and hurriedly explained the reason to the master: "All the ideas are mine, and I will bear all the evil consequences!"

"Evil consequences?" The master was stunned: "You are about to get married, it is a happy event, where did the evil result come from?"

Get married?

Nonsense!

"If you want to catch it, why make fun of it?"

Xiucai struggled several times, but couldn't stand up, and knelt firmly in front of the mulberry picking girl.

"You want to marry the most famous embroidery girl in Suzhou City-Yan Xiaomei. ”

Shall I marry Yan Xiaomei?

Cai Sang said so, and he said so.

It must have been that he had just leaned on the tile and eavesdropped on Caisang's words.

"I only have Caisang in my heart!"

Things have reached a desperate situation, and I am not afraid of having a soft spot.

Although people kneel low, their hearts are prouder than the sky.

Seeing his stubborn appearance, the master took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice, "You really refuse to marry Yan Xiaomei?"

"Don't marry!"

He replied simply, already with an iron heart.

The master shook his head, smacked his lips again, and turned his head to the mulberry girl with a wry smile: "Yan Xiaomei, I really tried my best, but he refused to marry you." ”

What the?

Is the mulberry picker Yan Xiaomei?

Xiucai was stunned.

Looking at his cute appearance, Yan Xiaomei burst out laughing.

The cold rain also warmed up with laughter.