Chapter 250

I didn't talk to Shangguan at any time. I think that was actually the most sad period for Shangguan.

He smiled at me: "you cried again. What are you crying about? I didn't scold you."

"I'd rather you scold me. I feel better."

He took me into his arms and sighed softly, "first snow, sister."

Those two words made me look up at him and see his helplessness through tears.

He said: "what else can I do? Will you change your mind and look at me again? Hehe, joking, chuxue." the brilliance in his eyes faded: "Chuxue, I just like your persistence and your seriousness. I want to open up. I can't make the one I love all my life. At least, it's good that we can meet. As my sister, I also make a profit. At that time, Lou poxie should be more respectful to my big brother. I can't always shout and call me like this or that."

I bit my lip. On the battlefield, Shangguan Yu followed me. He always shouted that Shangguan Yu was not allowed to go and yelled at him.

"Don't be sad. I didn't suffer from chuxue. I beat him, you don't know. I scolded him, you don't know. Maybe you can let him talk to you when you see him."

I covered my face and dared not look at the official's face.

He held tightly: "well, don't cry. If you say it, you won't avoid me. I think it's clear. When the pain comes, why should I go back, don't I?"

"Shangguan Yu, you are the proudest."

"Of course." he didn't refuse at all: "I believe that I also have fate. Chuxue, this is not giving up, not negative. Just listen to your heart. At the border, every time I see you looking at the city wall, the eager eyes, the uncontrollable eyes, when he comes back, you will laugh. At that time, I said in my heart, that's enough to see you."

But I didn't think much about him. He was also the one who saved me in the most difficult time. I haven't known Shangguan's love, grace and virtue all my life.

"Chuxue, smile again. Let me have a look and draw the last smile for our past." he looked at it gently.

Still have to learn to forget, learn to grow up, right?

I'll reassure him. I smile gently.

He took my face and said, "smile again. It's ugly. People will say that Shangguan Yu is a very handsome man. Why is this sister so ugly?"

Is he just going to make me cry? I looked at him and laughed bitterly, bitterly.

"Well, well, I'll feel better if I torture you like this." he spit out his anger: "the sky is much bluer. Let's go. There are many beautiful women in Qinhuai. There are no fragrant grass anywhere in the world."

"Let me help you find it?" I want to compensate him.

"You." he laughed, "you haven't been to Qinhuai for many years. You don't know anything. Help me find it. I'm afraid you'll scare people away!"

Or is it that such a vicious Shangguan Yu, so aloof and arrogant, in this world, it is worth a better woman than me to fall in love with Guanyu and fall in love with Guanyu. In this world, no one is so good as Shangguan. There is no blame for my betrayal and enlighten me. Shangguan, what can I do for you?

He doesn't need anything. If I can, I will ask God to give him all my happiness.

But I know that there is no heaven at all. Success depends on heaven and planning depends on people. In this life, I am lucky to meet them. "I must have accumulated a lot of virtue in my previous life." I said. In the past, I thought that God had forgotten me.

"I tell you, you have to listen to me when you eat and use mine all the way. Now, play a song and listen. It's raining! You have to help the cart." he told me easily.

I nodded, "OK."

"Go to Qinhuai and stay away from me. Don't let people think that I have anything to do with you. Indeed, you really don't look very good. I don't understand why Lou poxie only has you in his eyes. So many famous people are devoted to it. No matter what tricks he does, they all want to go into his eyes one after another. He actually told others that a meal of flies."

I opened my eyes: "am I really that bad?"

"I suspect there is something wrong with his eyes. I want to show him that the charge is not low. Just work hard to make money!" he smiled and looked so gentle.

I held out my hand and said, "you can pass."

He patted hard: "of course, it's over. It's already over."

Secretly happy, a pile of flies, Lou poxie really wants people to think he is a unique kind.

The loud slap in the palm hurts, but it's very happy. Shangguan, Shangguan, it's always such a good Shangguan.

I'm not lucky enough. I just hope he can really come out. I also want him in the future, don't be like this, be selfish and hold his happiness tightly.

"Here comes the carriage, let's go, boy." he took the lead.

I looked up and saw the catkins flying all over the sky, so white and evil. Where are you? Will you come to me?

I will wait, you will wait for me all my life, and I will wait for you all my life.

I don't know. I really waited a long time, a long time.

It's so long that I'll take his appearance.

The carriage rolled and rolled, far away from the capital. I gently played the song. Occasionally, the cow herding child roared twice, which also made people smile.

Looking at the Yellow palace and the solid capital, it is farther and farther away.

This time, I can really leave forever.

I don't know what I want to read. Has the Qinhuai in my dream changed?

I came back, with a body of miss and expectation, came back, brought a heart I have hidden, my hometown, or the old scenery, will you accept me?

One is Ni chuxue, who is of great Liao descent, and the other is Ni chuxue, who grew up drinking Qinhuai water and eating Qinhuai rice.

The leaves still know their roots. No matter where I am, I have never forgotten my hometown.

At home, I felt a little timid.

I'm afraid of being near home. I wonder if I'm too naive.

I think my thoughts are superfluous. I'm just an unknown woman. Who will know me and remember me? Even if I didn't intend to win the painting fairy that year, who will remember the shameless woman who painted the black peacock for so long.

Leaning against the edge of the carriage, he hit his head heavily and lightly. The closer he was, the more uneasy he was.

The south of the Yangtze River is good. The smoke is heavy and the rain is heavy. The clouds want to be wrapped around the wind. The wind is dark. I used to know it.

Mountain and water are intertwined in the painting.

"Every time I see it, I think it's beautiful here." shangguanyu put down his medical book and looked at the green lotus.

The end of April is a rainy season, a good time for green leaves and tender flowers.

Every scene is a good picture.

The rain made my eyes wet and bright. When I arrived here, even my hair seemed to be much softer. Here is home. I've thought about it a million times and finally arrived.

Plain hands hold the window, gentle wind and rain, gently moisten, how willing to close your eyes?

I also want to close my eyes and carefully taste the sweetness and softness of these.

Finally, I couldn't help jumping out of the carriage. Without saying goodbye, I ran up to the nine hole bridge.

The thin rain, hitting my face, is so comfortable. The small bamboo bridge hidden in the depths of the green lotus is still so leisurely.

My nose is full of the fragrance here. I really want to eat. I'm back, I'm back.

The eyes looked around. The fisherman with a vertical hat, accompanied by the wind and rain, accompanied by the sound of the lotus, was still the picturesque Qinhuai River. I folded the lotus leaves, gently sent the water beads rolling between the leaves to my mouth, and slid down happily one by one, crystal like jade and sweet like honey.

I knelt there, folded the first tea, put it on the tip of my nose, sniffed the beautiful breath, and wanted to integrate myself into the beautiful Qinhuai River.

The light water, under the leaves, turns into a circle of ripples, and then spreads out, circle by circle.

I sucked deeply, this clear and elegant taste, and my eyes were full of moisture.

Or foolishly, take off the petals one by one, like a pink boat, float in the water, turn and bend there with the push of the ripples, and then float away.

Wipe the fine rain on my face, endless excitement, washed away all my dust and all my fatigue.

It's all over, it's all over. The clean water reflects my smile, and then gently floats away.

I stood up, stretched my hands, closed my eyes and smelled deeply in the wind.

Step on the wet bridge and go to one side. I remember, passing through the small bridge in the flowers, the street is opposite, and the heart of the street turns left, which is the Yan house.

Is the building empty now? Does my father still live there?

Dad became his third grade official again, but is the Yan family still there? The memory of growth and the pain of leaving all happened there. Can I go back? Dad's favorite pear fragrance, I didn't take good care of it. Will dad blame me?

Near home, more timid.

Everything is not as usual. The store, or the store, has not changed much. It's just that there are a lot of faces.

I walked through the streets like a memory, walking briskly through this ancient and beautiful place.

Standing at the door, I saw the word of Yan family, as if waving to me.

In the rain, there was some misty. In front of the door, the unchanged stone lion climbed up secretly when I was a child.

Fingers gently swept the stone beads, some cold, some things precipitated in my heart.

I still remember my father playing here with pear incense. I looked at it in the small attic and was very envious. In a twinkling of an eye, so many years have passed.

Anyway, I don't like to escape. See you again. No matter if my father scolds me, I also want to see him and know if he's okay.

Gently knocked on the heavy door. The girl who came to open the door in the rain held a small umbrella and opened the door: "who?"

"Does Lord Yan live here?" I don't know if my father still lives here.