Chapter 308 See Spring Peach Again

Yes, how can Liu Zhi not see what even Liu Yuan, a young man, can see?

However, even if Liu Zhi knew, he still chose to be silent. In other words, it is not silence, but direct and fruitless disregard.

Liu Zhi's disregard may only be the life and death of the little servant, and more is the indulgence, indifference, or disregard in the almost unavoidable secret struggle in everyone's back house.

Liu Yuan smiled slightly. He lowered his eyes faintly, looked at Duan Qingming, and whispered, "I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't talk to you in this tone, but I can't help it..."

his tone paused. He seemed to be forbearing something. After a long time, he said again, "You know, before I found my father, I was also a person living at the bottom. I knew the sadness of life at the bottom... That little servant may be a nothing in the eyes of my father and even more people. It exists, but only I know that he is also a son. He must have a father, mother, and relatives who care about him... However, he died like that, and even no one can help him get justice.

Liu Yuan said softly, his tone was as light as air, but there was a kind of sadness and powerlessness that almost made everyone feel - yes, it was powerless, that was watching the people around him die innocently, but he was powerless, deep and strong powerless.

Duan Qingming suddenly became silent.

At that time, she suddenly remembered the teenager who first entered Duanfu. Although he was dressed in cloth, his eyes were clear, elegant and outstanding. More importantly, his whole body had a kind of strange and even strange smoke that those who had lived in the backyard of the mansion for many years. The breath of dust is fresh.

A teenager like that has a pair of black and white eyes, as if he can only see the absolute black and white in the world.

At that time, he once taught Duan Yusheng that "a man stands in the world, should be open and bright, worthy of others, worthy of his heart, and worthy of heaven".

At that time, he was angry with Duan Qingming who secretly plotted Liu Rong and became angry. Although he finally forgave Duan Qingming, Duan Qingming still saw a kind of straightforwardness outside the world in his eyes.

But now, although Liu Yuan's eyes are still clear and his expression is still open, the clearness and straightforwardness when Duanfu first met on that day gradually disappeared. At present, he is elegant, but also decadent and confused, like a child who has lost his way in the night and can no longer find the way to come.

Duan Qingming suddenly sighed secretly.

People who can't fit the sand in their eyes are not suitable to live in the backyard of everyone's house. Liu Yuan is, many people are.

She knows that this is not Liu Yuan's fault, nor Liu Zhi's fault, or even Mrs. Liu's fault. Yes, in this world, everyone has their own pursuits, and is everything in the world a "wrong"?

In the final analysis, if you are really wrong, it should be the fault of the years and the fault of heaven.

Years are like a wind knife, carving the fine lines of vicissitudes on the young man's white forehead, and then flattening all the edges and corners that belong to the young man.

While giving people life and wisdom, God does not forget to impose all the characteristics of greed, treachery, and other characteristics on others. Therefore, ten feet of soft red has become what it is now.

Neither of them spoke, but quietly accompanied each other for a long time.

Duan Qingming came today just for the beautiful princess, so she didn't bring a heater, Qiu Ning, or Yuejia. The swaying cold wind made Duan Qingming's body tremble. The cold wind blew, and Duan Qingming chilled. Only then did Liu Yuan find that the small face under Duan Qingming's hat had long been frozen purple.

Liu Yuan's heart suddenly felt sad. He took Duan Qingming's little hand and said guiltily, "Qingming, I'm sorry, it's so cold, but I asked you to walk with me for so long... You should be very cold, right?"

Duan Qingming quietly pulled out her hands and rubbed them together. Then he laughed and said, "What's the matter? Mr. Liu is in a bad mood. I should be with you."

Duan Qingming lowered her head slightly and whispered, "Okay, I'll ask you to be Liu Yuan!"

Liu Yuan listened happily, so he answered crisply: "Oh..."

In the middle of the words, he paused slightly. Liu Yuan looked at Duan Qingming angrily and said almost resentfully, "It's agreed that you can't scream anymore. I'm listening. It's annoying."

Liu Yuan's tone successfully made Duan Qingming laugh. She shook her head slightly: "Oh, it's just a name. Why should you take it seriously... You know, no matter what the name is, you are that brother in my heart!"

Liu Yuan's eyes suddenly gloomy - is it just his brother?

Duan Qingming tilted her head, revealing her smooth chin and thoughtful eyes under the hazy curtain. She was silent for a moment and suddenly said quietly, "You know, I will never forget the days we used to get along with."

Everything that happened in Duan's house, even all the help and encouragement that Liu Yuan once gave her.

A stiff string in Liu Yuan's heart suddenly trembled. He looked at Duan Qingming and said the words that were almost ready.

Liu Yuan's eyes are very gentle.

Liu Yuan's expression is very focused.

Liu Yuan's face gradually turned red. In this bleak winter day, there was an indescribable ruddy feeling.

Liu Yuan's heart beats very fast. He looked at Duan Qingming with gentle eyes and whispered, "Qingming, in fact, I..."

However, at this moment, a sudden voice came from in front of him: "What are you doing?"

Liu Yuan suddenly stagnated and was already ready to say it.

Duan Qingming raised her eyes, looked at the person in front of her, and suddenly laughed: "Aunt Chuntao, why are you here?"

The person in front is indeed Chuntao. She was coming out of a pharmacy, carrying a long list of herbs, holding a bag of unknown things in her left hand. At this time, she saw Duan Qingming with a smile on her face, but she raised the thing to her left hand and waved her hand to Duan Qingming: "Qingming, why are you here?"

Duan Qingming took the first two steps and reached out to catch the paper bag in his hand for Chuntao. However, as soon as he changed hands, Liu Yuan had already split his hand and took it. Duan Qingming quickly introduced: "Liu Yuan, this is Aunt Chuntao..."

Liu Yuan nodded to Aunt Chuntao, and then said politely to Chuntao in a warm and pleasant voice, "Aunt Chuntao..."

Liu Yuan actually doesn't know Chuntao, and he hasn't heard anything from Duan Qingming.

In this way, it's not Duan Qingming is actually hiding anything. However, when Liu Yuan recognized his relatives and first left Duan's house, Duan Qingming and Chuntao had just met for the first time. Chuntao's master and servant left without saying goodbye. As soon as Duan Qingming returned to the house, he was entangled by trivial matters. In addition, Duan Qingming is not a talkative person, and she has never mentioned anything that has nothing to do with Liu Yuan.

Moreover, after Liu Yuan left Duan's house, he and Duan Qingming were busy. The number of meetings was very few, and the number of discussions was even smaller. Therefore, it is impossible to talk about things outside life. In addition, Yan Lingyu likes to be jealous and doesn't like the contact between Duan Qingming and Liu Yuan, so he always interferes between them intentionally or unintentionally. Therefore, the number of contacts between the two is even less.

But despite this, Liu Yuan didn't dare to look at spring peaches.

Looking at this Chuntao's dress, although she is capable and neat, she obviously listens to her tone. Obviously, she is just a maid of the master's family, but this maid exudes a unique temperament different from her subordinates. It's more like a capable heroine. Liu Yuan did not dare to look down on such a woman. Listen to Duan Qingming call the other party to be "aunt". Naturally, ordinary people are not waiting, so Liu Yuan's greeting is full of sincerity, but also extremely sincere.