Chapter 535

"Hello, my name is Bai Ruoxue." Bai Ruoxue began to recommend herself. She blinked her watery eyes and made a lady move. In her memory, the prince liked the gentle and kind princess.

You don't need Meng Ke to teach her. The eldest daughter is very clever.

But Meng Ke hopes that his children can be more flexible. Today Bai Zhencheng is very quiet, and the two daughters don't know how to be flexible, so she gives them a push.

Meng Zi's beautiful face had several fine lines with tears.

"Mom, I love you forever."

Chuqing still didn't understand. She just felt her mother's head anxiously.

Chuqing saw her white breath in the air, "Qing, if mom didn't choose you, would you blame me?"

But when she excitedly showed her mother, her mother's face no longer had the joy and tenderness of the past, and her red eyes surprised Chuqing. She just looked at herself quietly, and then looked at a window from a distance, as if something attracted her eyes.

On New Year's Eve, she helped her mother roll dumpling skin and stir all kinds of fillings. She deeply remembered that she had eaten a "lucky coin" dumpling.

Last year's new year, she still lived with her mother. Although her family is not complete, Chuqing is more dependent on her mother, so she cherishes her mother more.

Father and mother will take her to the church to participate in the grand worship activities, and then, when the midnight bell rings, she will sing and embrace with everyone in the lively square to welcome the new year.

It's not because their new year is too luxurious, their family is not rich, but Chuqing thinks she is happy. Her happiness is very simple, there are two different forms of new year with her parents, one is the American new year, the other is the Chinese New Year.

Now she should be nine years old. Thanksgiving and Christmas in America are always more lively than the new year. But Chuqing loves the new year.

It seldom snows in winter in San Francisco. The weather is often unpredictable, just like the mood after the age of eight.

Can be longer, and each other's oath

The roses and jasmine in the night are not yet asleep, still secretly giving their fragrance. The sound of footsteps is far away, the moon is climbing high, and the shadow is longer.

"Well, Qing, I'll remember you."

"Brother Chu? Brother Chu, nice name. My name is Qing, you should remember me I, I will always remember you

"You are younger than me. Call me my first brother."

"Well, I don't know your name yet? I can't tell you to feed all the time

Early clear suddenly feel harvest infinite sweet, facial features are engraved with glory.

"Because it's fun talking to you."

"Then why are you..."

"No

"Why are you laughing? Do you think girls are not as good as boys? "

Wen Yanchu bowed his head and said nothing.

Chuqing bowed her head to meditate. After a moment, she replied, "I will do whatever you do."

He glanced at Chuqing and said, "why do you keep asking me? What do you want to do? "

Wen Yanchu thought of his father's advice that the whole empire will be yours in the future

"What are you going to do?"

"No, I knew my future responsibilities when I was very young..." Wen Yanchu's eyes are far away. The future is so far away. For a moment, he realized that he had said so much to the girl beside him.

Chuqing asked, "do you want to be a painter or a pianist in the future?"

"When I was three years old, Beethoven could not say that he could learn music, but how could I?"

"When did you learn to play the piano?"

Wen Yanchu looked down at Chuqing with a 45 degree angle, "two years old."

Chuqing felt that she should take the opportunity to talk to him more and asked, "when did you learn to draw?"

Walking back on the gravel road, the road on both sides of the growth of the thick Aesculus, the night is getting thicker, cicadas bursts, moonlight lengthened the boy and girl's back.

Wen Yanchu sent her back after cleaning her face.

He turns on the paint and wipes his face. Chuqing laughs, two big cats, but he is also a good-looking cat.

Wen Yanchu is very sensitive to Chuqing's mood change. He dyes the pigment on his face along her hand and says with a smile: "it's not bad. You see."

"What if it's damaged? I don't have your Dexterity. I can draw and play the piano..."

Until tired of running, Wen Yanchu went back to panting in front of her and volunteered to accept graffiti, but Chuqing was too soft hearted to do it.

"Hey, stop! Hello

"Stupid people don't run!"

"Well, come on, you're not allowed to run."

Chuqing takes a handkerchief full of paint and wipes it off Wen Yanchu's face. Wen Yanchu's eyes are quick to get away from him. He smiles and shouts: "see if you can succeed. Come on!"

"Ha ha ha, I'll draw for you, too.""Hello, you!" Chuqing had a bad idea. He splashed a stream like the moon colored glaze on him, but his face was very bright with laughter, just like the wisps of sunshine in early June stained Wen Yanchu with joy.

Chuqing looks at the swaying figure in the Qingxi River by the gradually climbing moonlight. He is angry and funny in his heart. It turns out that he is graffiti on his face!

Then he chuckled and gave her the colored handkerchief.

Chuqing asked him what he wanted? He was silent and gently wiped her face with a wet handkerchief. Chuqing looked at him with a smile.

But he shook his head, took her to the stream, took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and dipped it in some water.

Wen Yanchu has a string in his heart. The girl's soft words gently play it with a sonata.

"I don't know what you're laughing at, I know you're laughing, and I'll laugh."

Although Chuqing doesn't like to express her heart, she doesn't have to hesitate to answer the person in front of her. She is willing to tell the person why she is smiling.

"Do you know what I'm laughing at? Just laugh with me, fool."

Laughter filled the sky and earth, Chuqing will only smile slightly.

After putting away the things, Wen Yanchu turns to look at her and laughs. Chuqing thinks that he laughs beautifully and starts to stare at him again.

Chuqing didn't make a sound. Did he go to his dream? Chuqing was startled and looked at him with beautiful eyes.

Wen Yanchu began to collect things, revealing his mood, "I see it. I'm dreaming."

"I had a good sleep..." Chuqing didn't know this little resentment. He couldn't hear it.

The smell came again. Chuqing noticed the paint on his hand: ah, it was the smell of paint.

Wen Yanchu continued to draw with his head down. His voice was always pleasant: "wake up, do you sleep well?"

Chuqing slowly came down from the haystack and sat down beside him.

Holding a palette in hand, I draw a picture, which is exactly what I saw in the early sunny days: the blue and purple sunset spread out in the light orange sky, stretching into the distance, unconsciously covering half of the sky. There are not dazzling stars shining slightly, the moon is still dressing. The field in his works is vivid and personalized, which is not inferior to the beauty of the sky.

What about him? Chuqing has been calm for three months and can't bear the impact of his disappearance. So he looks around in a panic and finds that he is sitting under the haystack.

And she's lying alone on the haystack.

Dusk has come, early clear eyes, the fields have been colorful sky set off wonderful incomparable.

In addition to the smell of Wen Yanchu's body, his nose also smelled a smell that he had been smelling recently.

Chuqing felt something on her face. She wiped it off with her hand. It was sticky. Then she wiped it again.

He dropped his eyes and glanced at Chuqing with his eyes closed. He laughed and took the brush from his right hand with his left hand. After thinking for a moment, he was stained with golden pigment.

Wen Yanchu gently raised his eyebrows and sat on a pile of hay to observe a green field not far away. The brush in his hand was forced to stop because of the girl's heavy pressure on his shoulder.

Chuqing thinks like this, the bottom of her heart is really warm. In her small world, there is gentle sunlight shining on every corner, and all of them are transparent and shining. Pure and beautiful, she wants to lie down and sleep.

She wants to turn Wen Yanchu into a sun and let him hang steadily in her heart, so that she can get warm forever!

Chuqing thinks that few people can understand her mood, she is very fragile, she is in urgent need of light, she does not want to live in the dark world.

In September, Chuqing and Wen Yanchu have been together for three months. Chuqing doesn't know what Wen Yanchu thinks, but she knows that she can't leave Wen Yanchu any more. She can only rely on him to get warmth. Only relying on him can she enjoy equality and hope.

Aunt in the eyes of Chuqing completely become a snob, and her three children more or less affected by her, especially white snow.

In the following contact, Chuqing understands that her aunt is afraid of the influence of the Wen family, so she does not dare to abuse her as before. Her attitude changes because she is close to Wen Yanchu, and she is worried that she will complain

Aunt's attitude to her is no longer so bad, and the children of Bai family respect her. Chuqing thinks that all this is due to Wen Yanchu.

Because Wen Yanchu will come to their home every day, the state of Chuqing is getting better and better, Wen Yanchu is like a sun, always let her stay in the most beautiful season, she is no longer so thin, her face is gradually ruddy.

Since Wen Yanchu appeared in her life, Chuqing felt that every day she lived was a sunny day in June.

This time, Wen Yanchu laughed.

"I I'm afraid of pain. "

"Don't laugh. Aren't you afraid of pain?"

Chuqing's smile continued, and Wen Yanchu suddenly felt that this yellow faced girl had a good smile.

"Don't laugh. You'll get better soon after you wipe this." Wen Yanchu's voice is clear and pure, which stirs up the dust world in the early days and opens up a bright world.She began to smile slightly again, and her mouth hurt again. But she could smile freely, and her beautiful big eyes stayed on Wen Yanchu's face.

Wen Yan rubbed the medicine on her dry lips with her fingers. Chuqing's heart was full of sunshine. She was more sure that he was the messenger sent by the light. Even her fingers were warm.

Chuqing was absorbed in the taste of "shyness" for the first time. Suddenly, there was a warm feeling on her lips.

Wen Yanchu frowned and stared at Chuqing's lips. Chuqing found that her face was already hot and hot. For the first time, she felt shy. It turned out that her face would burn and her heart would jump very fast.

Chuqing tears open his dry mouth and laughs. It hurts a little. His lips split a little.

Wen Yanchu nodded and said with a satisfied smile, "I'm Chinese, too."

Chuqing blurted out: "yes, I am Chinese, I I'm American, too. "

After a long time, Wen Yanchu interrupted her gaze and asked, "are you Chinese?"

Wen Yanchu didn't understand: the half blood girl stared at him for so long, why didn't he feel unhappy?

The injustice and anger in Chuqing's heart gradually sank under the gaze of these eyes, as if she had never been hurt.

Looking into his eyes quietly, it was these eyes that brought her hope, and he brought her light when she lost her last hope for life.

Chuqing moved her eyes gently, turned her eyes to his face, and then refused to switch her eyes again like she was possessed.

The voice was really nice. She hadn't heard such a gentle and warm tone for a long time.

Wen Yanchu was surprised and opened his eyes wide. With a smile on his lips, he went to her bedside and sat down, "so you can speak Chinese."

She looked down and saw that she had put on her clean clothes. Then she spoke slowly: "I slept well."

Chuqing felt that she was still the girl who hadn't bathed for four months. She couldn't lift her head in front of such a boy, let alone see his appearance.

Chuqing is a little Chinese boy, much taller than her. She looked at his dress again, neat and clean. The clothes and shoes were very expensive. She had seen Bai Zhencheng wear the clothes of that brand.

“Hi,how/do/you/sleep？”

The soft quilt weakens her inner fear. As soon as Chuqing is anxious to recall how she came here, a boy's voice comes.

She suddenly got up, looked around all the scenery, and found that she was not in the utility room, but in a guest room.

Chuqing is extremely sensitive to strangers, but when she wakes up, she doesn't find the boy standing by the window.

He glanced at the girl on the bed and left the room.

He will naturally agree to all his requirements. In the future, the whole LOFI will be his, not to mention this little requirement.

Wen Tien's eyebrows stretch. His son often calls him "father" more than "father". Only when he asks for it, can he say "father".

Wen Yanchu quietly looked at her thin face, and then turned to Wen Dean and said, "Dad, I want to take care of her."

In her dream, she was in a warm country, she saw her mother and father, she was dancing freely in the flowers, and a child was smiling at her. She felt that person was the light source of everything, with warm and sincere eyes.

Chuqing is lying on a comfortable bed with her body stretched out. In four months, this is the best sleep for her. It's warm around. She thinks it's her mother's embrace and seems to get the warmest shelter.

"It's not four months yet. Oh, I see The child's life is so big that she can't die. This good luck can also let her run into it! " Meng Ke grinned and glanced upstairs.

Bai Ye sighed deeply and looked sternly. "But you locked her up for four months. You're going to kill her! Now a good child can't get out of bed because of you. How did you become her aunt? "

"You don't know, that little That child even dares to pinch Zhencheng's neck and speak rudely to me. Shouldn't he teach me a good lesson? " Meng Ke clenched his teeth to defend himself.

Downstairs, Bai Ye is still secretly blaming his wife, "how did you make her like this?"

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Chuqing laughs. Before her mind blurs, she knows that she is waiting for the light

The light beside the black curtain was like the man's dazzling eyes, which covered all the uneasiness and dispelled all the terror.

Suddenly, a big hole was made in the intact glass window. The voice of the person outside the window came in clearly through the light, and the person's face was clearly reflected in the eyes of Chuqing.

It's light!

How much she needed those eyes, just one. Chuqing decided that they were bright and bright, warm and shining with pearly light.

However, when she got up hard to run past the moment, that pair of eyes disappeared, how can!

There's a real one. She's not hallucinating!As the sound became more and more loud, Chuqing looked at it with trembling eyes, and a pair of eyes were eagerly approaching the window.

Is she dying?

Chuqing holds her feet and hides in the corner. One tear falls down one after another. She hears someone talking in a trance. Is she hallucinating?

So he began to knock hard on the window, "e? Who/is/that？”

Pressing his ear against the window, he heard intermittent sobs. It was a girl.

He narrowed his eyes and looked sideways. The crack in the window was very narrow and the room was dark. It was hard for him to see clearly.

Wen Yanchu wants to find out more, frowning and probing into the window, monster?

Bai Ruoxue finds that Wen Yanchu stares at the window and refuses to come down. She runs to the window in a hurry and shouts, "come down when you get the ball! Don't look at that window, don't look, there's a monster in it

After Wen Yanchu got the badminton, he was just about to go down. Suddenly, a scream came from the window. He was close to the window. Was there anyone inside?

Chuqing feels that she is going to die soon. The huge contrast is constantly tormenting her. Why do she always give her hope and then cruelly deprive her? She is going crazy.

And the light only remains behind the curtain.

There is a bird like to hear her call to fly to the window, smart eyes to see a rag like girl in the house after panic, flapping wings away.

Chuqing watched the light leave, but she couldn't keep it. She anxiously grasped the light and kept shouting: "don't go, don't go..."

Wen Yanchu looked back at him coldly, but his tender voice was dignified, "get out of the way, even my words don't matter?"

Wen Yanchu only said that he had nothing to do. He asked the bodyguard to move a ladder and saw that he was going to get the ball. The bodyguard would not allow him.

I told you to play with this fool!

Bai Biru pouts wrongly and apologizes to Wen Yanchu. Bai Ruoxue sits on the rocking chair and chuckles, throwing the eaten melon seed skin on the lawn.

The adults in the living room downstairs are chatting, while there is a badminton match in the yard. The badminton flies to the eaves of the red house.

The light path is getting shorter and shorter. Chuqing feels that hope is about to leave her again, and sadness is spreading with the light path.

Her heart became heavy. No, they didn't treat her as a human being at all!

in the afternoon, Anna still didn't send lunch. Chuqing wondered if she had forgotten that there was another one here!

Another fragrance came, and Chuqing's shriveled stomach continued to shout. She could not help complaining: why hasn't Anna delivered lunch yet?

Downstairs bursts of voice and laughter into her eardrum, happiness is theirs, and I, nothing.

She touched her hair like a chicken's nest.

More and more noon light poured into the small room. Chuqing struggled to get up and sit against the wall. In the mirror opposite, she could see her haggard face: her mouth was dry, her eyes were blue, and her face was sallow.

The atmosphere of the utility room upstairs is quite different from that of the room downstairs.

Wendi en turned and ordered a bodyguard, "take care of the young master."

Meng Ke just wanted to stop him, but he was stopped by his husband.

Meng Ke noticed, thought it was the two children's secret love, can't help but get excited, just want to say a polite words, warm words at the beginning of the body, etiquette after a few words left the table.

Bai Ruoxue's face turned red gradually. At last, she couldn't resist the unspeakable light of her eyes, so she had to bow her head and eat.

Do not understand the contents of those eyes, full of strong cold, what is the situation of a person's eyes will be cold?

When he looked over, he was careless. Originally, she thought her eyes were very gentle and beautiful, showing a strange color of pity. He had no other action. He just looked at her with his eyes.

Bai Ruoxue just took a bite of the food, thinking about it, she found that the boy didn't know when he began to look at himself.

Isn't it outrageous that Mingming looks so handsome but doesn't like to be watched?

Wen Yanchu suddenly put down the tableware and gently wiped the corners of his mouth. His annoyance was hard to see, but his father noticed that he was born to dislike being watched.

And white if snow pour wanton ground observation, don't know to calculate what.

Bai Biru sat beside him, and this meal made her uneasy, for fear that she would make a mistake in etiquette.

Sitting upright, it's hard to change people's initial impression of him when they eat. On the contrary, they feel that this is a real prince.

Bai Zhencheng imitates his elegant eating movements, pouts his mouth gently, and thinks that he is not "elegant" enough.

The atmosphere of this table is still harmonious, but it is divided into two scenes: Bai Ye and Wen Di'en are chatting again, while other people's eyes are all focused on Wen Yanchu.

Lunch is arranged in an elegant and chic place of Bai family. The cloth is full of dishes of different sizes. There are also several blue chandeliers to decorate the place with warm elegance.In June, the sun is just right, the green leaves are full of brilliance, the red and yellow flowers in the yard are extremely brilliant, and even bees and butterflies come to work.

Wen Yanchu nodded to show that he knew.

Then the two children began to stammer about introducing themselves.

The next day, Chuqing was taken to the red house.

New year, from then on has become the beginning fine nightmare.

Chuqing thought that she was alone in the "new year", but she did not think that happy day harvest happiness.