The boy's eyebrows are more delicate and beautiful than those two years ago, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, his brows frowned, as if he was entangled in whether he should go in or not.
But when he saw that little figure running towards him, he still subconsciously reached out and picked her up.
Listening to her chuckle in her ear, Wen Yuchen felt that he hadn't raised this chick in vain in the past two years, and it was worthwhile that he would visit Xi's mansion every seven days.
The smile on Xi Chuyuan's face gradually distorted.
What should I do if the domestic cabbage is about to be eaten by pigs
This kind of thing... Resolutely not allowed!
So Xi Chuyuan took out something exquisite and small from his package with a cold face, and when he faced Xi Guimo, his face turned into a smile in seconds.
"Baby, come over to my brother and see how my brother made this for you, baby, isn't it happy?"
The eighteen-year-old boy worked hard to attract attention, and he succeeded in doing so.
When Xi Guimo turned his head to look over, his eyes lit up, "Good-looking!"
It was a small square carved by Xi Chuyuan himself. Inside it was a hollow shape. There were things that could be pushed around. It could be regarded as a spliced Rubik's Cube.
It's just that Xi Chuyuan doesn't know it yet.
This is a novel thing he thought of with all his brains and thought it was feasible, so he made it by himself and gave it to his baby to play with.
Xi Guimo got out of Wen Yuchen's arms with both hands and feet, ran back to his brother again, took the thing and fiddled with it in his hand.
Xi Chuyuan hugged her, gave him a provocative look, and said, "Walk around, let's go in, and my brother will teach you how to play."
Wen Yuchen twitched the corner of his mouth and walked in.
This time, Xi Chuyuan and Wen Yuchen played with her until the beginning of school and then left.
However, the next time I come back, it is already a year later.
That year, Xi Guimo was 4 years old, Wen Yuchen was 13 years old, and Xi Chuyuan...
A group of people surrounded the gate of Xi's house, and Xi Guimo stood beside Mrs. Xi. She was wearing plain white clothes today with two steamed dumplings on her head.
A small face with powder makeup and Yuzhuo looks really cute.
And she looked up at the mother who was covering her mouth, her eyes full of grief, and said, "Mother, where is my brother?"
Wouldn't your brother be back at this time
Madam Xi did not speak, but she hugged Xi Guimo into her arms and sobbed low.
This year, the royal family received news that an enemy army had invaded the border, and that enemy army was carrying the gluttonous clan, and the ferocious gluttonous clan passed by with corpses everywhere.
The emperor ordered the dispatch of General Wen's family on the battlefield, together with Xi Chuyuan, a young and talented disciple of the Xi family, to annihilate the invading gluttonous clan.
This war was undoubtedly a victory, but no one knew what was going on. The original victory situation would be abruptly reversed at the last moment.
General Wen's family and Xi Chuyuan came back from serious injuries. They seemed to be trying to say something, but they died in desperation when they arrived at the gate of the mansion.
Both of them did not say a word.
Three days later, in the mourning hall, Mrs. Xi was lying next to the coffin, looking at the handsome young man lying inside, his eyes were closed tightly, his face was pale and there was no trace of blood.
"Yuan'er... My Yuan'er..." Madam Xi cried silently, and even Patriarch Xi was full of pain on her face.
But in order to comfort the many people present, especially his wife and daughter, he can only suppress the grief in his heart and speak in a deep voice.
"My son, Chu Yuan, died at the age of nineteen for forty years in the nine-star dynasty."