"What is a plan?" Fan Sizhe turned his eyes to his sister for help.
Fan Ruoruo blinked and explained: "It's just what you are going to do, it's a very simple thing."
Fan Sizhe nodded. Since he was a child, he had set a grand goal in his heart, so he was able to work hard on these things with a seriousness that did not conform to the so-called dude.
Fan Sizhe's dream since he was a child was: to become the second Ye family to be the richest in the world! — It’s just that he didn’t know at the time that encouraging his elder brother had anything to do with that Ye family.
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A nanny took Fan Sizhe to wash up, and there were only two brothers and sisters left in the flower hall. Fan Xian walked out in silence, Ruoruo followed quietly. The two brothers and sisters walked in the corridor tacitly, and when they were about to reach Ruoruo's boudoir, they stopped by the shallow pool.
Ruoruo spoke first: "I know there should be no class distinctions, but I just feel that if Ruo Zhe'er really wants to go that way, I'm afraid it will be very difficult."
Fan Xian smiled and shook his head: "There are classes in a society with people. I told you before that there is no need to forcefully change anything. But the problem is that we can admit the existence of such a thing, but there is no need for it to exist. And change our own minds."
Fan Ruoruo opened her eyes wide, looked at her brother curiously and asked, "What is your original intention?"
"Original heart is not what those magic sticks say." Fan Xian patted himself on the chest, "It's just a very simple literal meaning, original heart is... what you want."
He went on to say: "There is only one life for everyone. How should we spend this only one life? When we look back on the past, we will not regret for wasting our time, nor be ashamed for doing nothing. When I am dying I can proudly say: I have done everything I wanted to do, even if I didn’t succeed, I tried my best.”
Fan Ruoruo rolled her eyes, staring at Fan Xian's face with admiration in her eyes.
"I didn't say that." Fan Xian explained embarrassingly, "It was said by a man named Ostrovsky."
"It's a weird name... like someone's name from the other side of the sea."
"That's right, I just changed the latter paragraph a bit. After all, I'm not a noble person. My eyes only focus on the three years in front of me, the three miles in front of me."
"So... Since Zhe'er likes it, let him work hard, so that he won't regret it in the future, and then he will act according to his heart." Fan Ruoruo thoughtfully, as if he had realized something.
Fan Xian continued his words and said: "People want to survive, so if they can find a way to support themselves, and this method is where their interests lie, this is a relatively ideal state of existence."
"Understood." Fan Ruoruo smiled like a flower.
Fan Xian smiled: "You may not have noticed Sizhe's expression when he was calculating. That expression reminded me of a sentence: serious people are the most beautiful."
Fan Ruoruo chuckled, thinking that his younger brother's face could be called beautiful
Fan Xian said seriously: "Don't laugh, in fact, you are not as good as him in this respect. At least he clearly knows what he wants in this life, but what about you? Although people in Kyoto call you a talented woman, But what exactly do you want to do? The way of poetry and prose is not a small way, if you really want to put your love on it, you have to work hard, not just as a pastime."
Fan Ruoruo bowed her head to accept the teaching, but her heart was filled with warmth. She thought how happy it was that this kind of question and answer similar to teachers and students, which had only stayed on the letter paper in the past, finally became a reality. There was moonlight above the head, reflected by the shallow pool, and a faint silver wave appeared on the corner of the corridor. Fan Xian's face was just shrouded in this faint light. .
"Brother is really beautiful." Fan Ruoruo looked at him and said in a low voice.
Fan Xian didn't hear these words, and thinking about the scenes in the flower hall, he was a little lost in thought, and said to himself: "I hope this house can be quieter, and I hope Mrs. Liu is smart enough to not let me down."
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When the two were about to say goodbye, Fan Xian suddenly remembered the woman in white that he had met in the Qing Temple at dusk, and described her appearance full of expectation, thinking that the girl was obviously from a very wealthy family in Kyoto. Children, and my sister often goes in and out of the back garden of the princes and nobles' mansions in Kyoto, so I should know something about it.
But Fan Ruoruo didn't have any clue after hearing his brother's description, and asked with a smile, "Where did brother see the fairy? Even the soul was hooked."
In her mind, her elder brother will always be the teacher who has matured far beyond her age, and this is the first time she has seen a look of loss on his face, and she can't help but be a little curious about the woman in white. Fan Xian smiled bitterly and said, "I don't even know you, so it seems that I can't find it." Even so, he was firm in his heart, knowing that one day, he would meet that... girl who ate chicken legs again. .
He suddenly thought of something and his heart trembled.
A bunch of candied haws led him to the Qing Temple that he had always wanted to go to, and then he saw the girl. These coincidences and coincidences made him believe in the word "fate". Great expectations arose in his heart, and he said excitedly : "Do you think... is it possible that she is... that young lady from the Lin family."
Fan Ruoruo frowned and said, "Miss Lin, I really haven't seen her before. After all, she has some identity, some..." She glanced at her brother, and said in a small way: "...It's a bit inconvenient, so few people know what she looks like It's just that occasionally some news will come from Miss Ye's family, and I heard that the two of them are handkerchiefs and have a very close relationship."
"Miss Ye Family?" Fan Xian felt a little nervous when he heard Ye Zi.
"Ye Ling'er, the daughter of Ye Chong who is guarding the capital." Fan Ruoruo asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
Fan Xian smiled, thinking of the girl on horseback he saw when he entered the capital on the first day, thinking that since he could find someone, he wouldn't be afraid of losing the clue. But Fan Ruoruo said after pondering for a while, "However, the woman I met today must not be Miss Lin, so even if I ask Ye Linger, it will be of no use."
"Why are you so sure?" Fan Xian had been looking forward to realizing the plot of the romance novel in himself, and he was a little surprised when he heard it now.