Chapter 57 Liangsheng

The rain has stopped and it is dark. Lanterns were lit on the wall, and a stream of peaches and willow green flowers shone on the road, and the moist moisture was mixed with chaotic beauty.

The road paved with bluestone slabs is poorly drained, reflecting the lights, and you can see a pool of trembling reflections. Bu Nuan was silent and only walked close to the slightly raised part of the wall. He looked restrained and seemed to be worried.

Rong Yu was confused. He was going to ask the storemates to go to Ye's house and ask them to send a car over there. But she ran out with a stuffy head, and he had to give up his plan to catch up.

"Warm." He went to pull her, "What's wrong? But are you worried about He Lan?

In the past, she would have felt scared. But now, there are things that scare her more, which is almost a disaster for her. The enemy has someone else, and they can find a way to resist anyway. Once you want to defeat yourself, this kind of confusion and helplessness is simply crazy.

When she first came to Chang'an, she was full of longing and secretly made up her mind that if she loved, she would dare to pursue everything and boldly say her admiration. Who knows that God made such a joke with her, how can she open her mouth now! She didn't even dare to think about it. Her love became the dirtiest thing. She sadly realized that her happy life had come to an end, and then it was time to atone for her frivolity.

She turned her face and choked softly, "It's not for this."

He sighed, lifted the corner of his robe and tucked it in the belt. He half squatted down in front of her, patted his shoulder and said, "Come up, I'll carry you on."

She stood there without assertion. She has grown into an adult, both physically and mentally. If you want to stick it so tightly, both of them will inevitably be embarrassed.

"No, I'll just go by myself." She waved her hand in a hurry, as if to get rid of the disgusting thing stuck to her hand.

He is a strong person and has always been. Without listening to her sphrasing, he simply repeated, "Come up!"

Bu Nuan was helpless and lay on his back. Pay attention to your posture and worry that you will lean too hard and make him difficult to carry it. Then he said, "Auncle, I'm quite heavy. Let me come down and go by myself!"

He is a man of marching and fighting, and her weight is not worth mentioning to him. He said, "You are no different from when you were a child. Just don't move around and just help me."

She calmed down when she heard the words. In fact, she was so greedy for him. This moment was stolen, and it may not happen again. She put her arm around his neck and put her face on his shoulder. The smell of living alone hung her like a rope, and she burst into tears.

He slowed down and stepped forward. She was light and tame, leaning only a little on his back. He doesn't feel tired, which is a sweet burden. Unfortunately, the return journey is very short, and it is difficult to go long. He raised his head, and the night was as thick as ink that could not melt. It would be desirable if it could go on like this.

"Warm." He called her gently, "One more square will arrive. Don't fall asleep."

She tightened her arms and hugged him with all her life. She wished she could grow on him and be embedded in his bones and blood.

She didn't say anything, and there were still pedestrians on the road, footsteps and conversations. He turned slightly and touched her smooth forehead on his right cheek. He heard her sobbing and almost stopped. "What's the matter? Talk to me."

He was gentle, easy-going and patient. She became more and more sad and said, "Don't ask, I always do this. When I think of something, I cry when I'm happy, and I cry when I'm unhappy. If you want to ask, I can't say that I'm ugly."

He smiled and said, "Okay, why are there so many tears to shed?"

She hummed, "Tears flowed out and my heart was clean. Sometimes I think that if people are like butterflies, they can live in spring. Don't miss it when the spring is over. It's not good to die in the spring.

He was silent, and his soap boots stepped on the wet bluestone board, with a short and crisp sound. After a long time, he said, "There are too many things on people's back, and it's not just a short spring. It's not easy to talk about it!"

"So I won't be happy in the future." She couldn't express what she thought, so she had to put her eyes on his shoulder, let tears penetrate his shirt, and it was best to keep flowing into his heart. She cried, "uncle, I'm so sad..."

He was helpless and never knew that girls were such sentimental creatures. He remembered Zhixian, who was always good-tempered in front of him, never arrogant, and never entangled. He lived for 27 years, and the only young girl he met was Zhixian. Maybe she wants to behave well and become single-minded, which makes him think that women have nothing but tolerance. Now that Bu Nuan comes, she is indeed childish. If you are happy, you will laugh, if you are not satisfied, you will be awkward, and you will cry for no reason, like a child who has not grown up. What else does he have besides pity and love for her? I always remember that although I don't have to worry about food and clothing, I'm afraid that she will be wronged and have nowhere to complain. This feeling is that I'm afraid that she won't get better when she gets married.

Why is she sad and unwilling to tell him that girls always have some secrets to keep, and it is inconvenient for him to ask. It was just that she cried, and the choke sound of gasping seemed to be a heavy punch on his forehead. He began to doubt whether she was useless when he arrived at the Ye family. Thinking about this, his mood became gloomy. If it is true, he will take a leave of absence from the Ye family tomorrow. It is serious to take her back to Chang'an first. He didn't realize that he was a short-protector in the past. His niece could discipline herself if there was any mistake, and it would never be possible to be angry with outsiders.

"But Zhixian's mother and aunt embarrassed you?" He was very unhappy. "Don't cry. If you really can't stay any longer, I'll go back to my grandmother later and ask Tingzhou to send you back first at dawn tomorrow."

"Not for this." She stopped crying in a hurry for fear that he would dislike her indulgence. He may be able to bear to play a small temper, which is so inexplicable and endless. I'm afraid he can't stand her accumulation. She wiped her tears and asked uneasily, "Are you angry? Don't want to see me, afraid that I will humiliate you, so you want to send me back?"

He sighed, "What are you thinking about!" I'm afraid that you are uncomfortable here for your own good. Listen to what the first grandmother praised you and said that you can embroider strange colors, which scared Zhixian's mother. It's too late for me to have a long face. It's not embarrassing!"

She laughed, "You also said that grandma praised me, and I was embarrassed!" She remembered that he and the Ye brothers were talking under the porch at that time. They were so far away that he heard what they were talking about.

"Crying and laughing for a while, are you still young?" He said helplessly. She is a heartless silly girl, with her bare little arms warm around his neck and only knows how to hang on him. I probably felt very energy-saving, and my feet in Mizhuyun swung around, but they didn't look like the soft-heartedness just now.

Such a girl is really lovely. No wonder Lan Sheng will never forget her. And He Lanminzhi, who was obviously at odds with Weixi, came from Chang'an in the heat. It is self-evident what it is for. If you don't give up, you have to make some waves.

"You should be careful tomorrow and don't leave your grandmother." He said, "I expected that He Lan would not give up and would try her best to pester you. I have to socialize there, and I can't be by your side all the time.

She knew that he cared about her, but deliberately laughed, "You look at me too highly. I'm not worth being chased here from Chang'an. I'm afraid he came to see Sister Zhixian!" I heard that Duke Zhou secretly looked at her that day. Be careful of your daughter-in-law who hasn't passed the door. Don't let others cheat you back.

Rong and raised the corners of his lips, "Zhi Xian is not so easy to deceive. It's you who make me worried."

She said, "I'm not as smart as others. Am I Yumu's head?" She turned around and squeaked her lips and said, "But Mr. He Lan is really handsome and has a good future. If he is a real person, he is probably a good match."

He was stunned and suffocated and wondered if she was a little shaken. The world is inevitably confused by beauty. Isn't it possible that she doesn't reject Helan? Thinking like this, he was facing a big enemy, "I'm not yours. It's good for you to have your own ideas, but you should know whether it's good or bad. Do you look handsome for dinner? You have also heard of his reputation. Don't be fooled by others for a while. At that time, the immortals can't save you.

She didn't think so and was a little angry, "Then marry him!" I am a widow, and even if I get married in the future, I won't be able to get a good job. Instead of matching an ordinary Langjun, it's better to choose a better-looking one that looks good.

"What did you say?" He was really burned by her and spoiled her all the time, but made her lawless! He threw her down from his back in anger and said with a pale face, "If you dare to be presumptuous, let's see how I deal with you!" Is this what a big girl should say? What to marry him? Are you going to coat the pot ash back and go out? Can't we stop mentioning what happened in Dongdu? Do you have to expose your shortcomings for fear that others don't know?

She stood there with a sad look on her face. The spikes on the shaken hit the temples, and she brushed them with her hands, but she couldn't open them.

He frowned under the windlight, and the shadow in his eyes was terrific. She looked at him and felt that her heart contracted and gradually became a hard core. Naturally, she hopes to have a solid love, but she can't do it in her life.

The wet nurse was really wise, and she saw the clue when she was unconscious. She also blamed her for being too cautious, but she didn't expect that she had been trying to protect her from harm. But it's useless. What should come will still come. It's probably a disaster in life, and it's always in the palm of God's hand.

She never found herself so pitiful that she felt ugly in front of him and stepped into hell.

"What does uncle think of Lan Sheng?" She smiled hard until the corners of her mouth twitched and could not be sustained. "I remember you asked me a long time ago and asked me what I thought of Lan Sheng."

He turned away and hid his embarrassment and resentment together. After a long time, he said, "It's getting late. It won't be a matter if we delay any longer. Let's go. Grandma must be in a hurry."

He is almost escaping and commenting on Lan Sheng? Is he suitable to be his niece? No need! No matter how good he is and how rich his family is, he doesn't match the warmth of the cloth. She deserves better!