"I'm not confused."
"oh… "
Ye Zhen was really stunned for a while. She didn't expect that Sheng Lun would say these words. She knew that he was doubting her, but she didn't expect that the doubt seemed to have turned into certainty now
Ye Zhen simply lay in his arms. She didn't struggle, as if she felt her suppleness. His hug was no longer so tight, but his arms were still hugging her back.
She asked him: "Cousin, why do you remember her so clearly?"
Sheng Lun was surrounded by the girl's sweet fragrance, and his head, which was already dizzy from the heat, became more and more confused, but he clearly heard every word she said.
Why? Is it because he has a photographic memory, or is it because that night was so shocking? Or is it something else
He didn't think about it deeply, but after discovering that she might be Ye Zhen, his eyes always fell on her unconsciously, trying to find out any clues, trying to find out all her doubts, and wanting to confirm Ye Zhen's identity. That's her.
Sheng Lun stroked the girl's long, silky hair. The cool, soft hair swept across his chest and across his cheeks, bringing a numbing itch that made his soul tremble.
"I promised her that I would marry her."
"Is it because of this?"
"Um."
Ye Zhen asked him again: "If she doesn't want to marry, are you still determined to marry?"
He was stunned with a headache: "...Don't want to marry? Why don't you want to marry?"
"Because I don't love you. Only those who truly love each other can get married and have children together for a lifetime. If you don't love me, of course you won't get married."
Sheng Lun frowned. He was no stranger to the word "love". Dong Xue had been chasing him for many years because of love. She was obviously a smart and talented woman, but she also became stupid because of blind love.
This also caused him to be confused that night.
If she doesn't like him...
He is not stupid: "I think she likes me."
"Um?"
"She wouldn't be willing to do that for me if she didn't like it."
“…”
Ye Zhen stood up, looked at him seriously and said, "Actually, you can think of it as taking antipyretic medicine."
…Fever-reducing medicine
Sheng Lun: "No, if it were another man, she would definitely not want to."
"You know it again."
"Cousin." He stroked the soft hair on her temples, "I hope she can seriously consider it."
Ye Zhen pursed her lips and said, "Do you like her?"
He pressed her head to the position of his heart: "Did you hear that?"
The heart beats like a drum.
Ye Zhen poked his heart: "So what if I heard it?"
Sheng Lun said: "It's because of you."
She chuckled.
Sheng Lun and Ye Zhen stayed in prison for a week before they were finally released.
Although they had been imprisoned for several days, the mental state of the dozen of them remained undiminished, and their fighting spirit became even higher. Except for Sheng Lun, who had just fallen ill, and looked a little sick, the Qing Dynasty had reduced a lot.
His fever had gone away early, but he was a little weak after the illness. He kept coughing all day long, but his mental state was very good. After being imprisoned for several days, he had a simple meal every day, not to mention washing and cleaning, but he remained calm and calm. , that kind of freedom is difficult for many people to achieve.
On the day he went out, he didn't look too happy, and his mood was as usual. He only had some ups and downs when he saw Sheng Shihua and Wang Minglan who came to pick him up.
They even took a photo together in front of the prison.
Back at Sheng's house, the first thing Ye Zhen did was to take a shower, wash her hair, and put on fragrant and clean clothes. Then she finally felt comfortable. Wang Minglan also asked the kitchen to give her some food and boiled chicken soup to replenish her body. I talked about it for a long time.
"Xiao Jing and Xiao Hui both went to school. Today I wanted to ask for leave to go with you to pick you up, but I rushed you to the school. Especially Xiao Jing. If you give him three points of color and open a dyeing workshop, you must be strict. "
Sheng Shihua said: "After this incident, Xiao Jingxue became a lot better."
Wang Minglan: "It's just for a while, I'm afraid he will fall back into his old ways."
Sheng Lun said: "Don't worry, Mom and Dad, I will talk to Sheng Jing and tell him not to act recklessly in the future. And my cousin." He turned his cold eyes and looked at Ye Zhen who was immersed in eating rice, "You are not allowed to follow Sheng Jing in the future. The scenery is running around."
Ye Zhen shrank when she saw it, and said, "I know."
"Well, I will continue to make up lessons and practice calligraphy in the afternoon."
“…”
It's true that no moment can be wasted.
Although they had been locked up for the past few days, without pages or pen and paper, they stayed in the same place twenty-four hours a day and had no entertainment. Could it be that they really just sat and stared at each other? A person who disciplines himself like Sheng Lun will definitely not let himself waste time like this.
So when he was imprisoned in the same prison as a group of talented people, he naturally spent his days discussing poetry, poetry, history and literati, and current affairs and politics. Ye Zhen listened to them every day, and Sheng Lun would also give her lessons in the afternoon. Sheng Lun was proficient in Ancient history was easy to explain to her even without a book, not to mention he could speak English. After talking about history in English, he really didn't waste any time.
Now that I'm back, I'm starting to make up lessons again.
Wang Minglan couldn't stand it: "It's hard to come back now, and I definitely haven't had a good rest in prison. Why don't we let Zhen Zhen rest for a day and make up for it tomorrow."
Sheng Lun looked at Ye Zhenqing's cheeks, which had lost a lot of weight. The once pouty cheeks seemed to have become thinner and pointed. Because she had just taken a shower, her cheeks were red and her eyes looked brighter. He nodded: "My cousin took a nap for half a day." Come find me in the study in half an hour."
Wang Minglan: "..."
Can such an inconsiderate son marry a wife
Sure enough, Ye Zhen went to Sheng Lun in high spirits after taking a long nap. He had just written a few letters to his friends and teachers in the capital. When he saw Ye Zhen coming in with a book in his arms, he closed it. Bi looked at her: "Have you rested?"
Ye Zhen hummed, sat down in front of him, carefully put down a pen and paper, and called her cousin.
Everything seemed to be not much different from before, but in fact, something seemed to have changed vaguely. At least Sheng Lun no longer regarded Ye Zhen as an ordinary cousin.
He explained the topic to her word by word, and taught her how to write stroke by stroke. When he sat next to her, his cool and elegant voice and his cool masculine breath surrounded her, and it seemed like he was Eating her little by little.
Sheng Lun held Ye Zhen's hand and led her to write. Sensing her absent-mindedness, Sheng Lun asked softly: "What is my cousin thinking about?"
Ye Zhen: "Are you thinking about what your cousin wants to do in the future?"
His tone was a little erratic for the first time: "The future?"
"Hmm. Haven't you thought about it?"
"I have thought about it, but it is not my future alone. If our family and country are not established, the future of all of us will have only one goal."
-Protect the country and make the country prosperous and strong.
Ye Zhen was speechless for a moment. She thought that it was such a man who served his country and his family with great talent. In the end, he was framed and his family was ruined. He also lost a leg. He worked hard to live with his younger siblings, and finally fell ill due to overwork. Passed away, and all ideals and ambitions were not realized.
He is a man who is easily attracted to people.
Ye Zhen rested at home for a few days and did not go to school immediately. She ate this and that every day. In just a few days, her baby fat seemed to have returned again, and she even had some fat on her belly. Sheng Jing, who usually loved to compete with her for delicious food, stopped grabbing the chicken legs. He gave her one chicken drumstick and one to Sheng Lun. Sheng Hui was even more so, as if she had been locked up for a few days and had gone through the gates of hell. As if, extremely nervous.
...Of course Ye Zhen still enjoys this kind of attention.
I only feel like crying when I pinch the little flesh on my belly.
She couldn't eat anymore, so when it came to the dinner table, she tried her best to restrain herself from eating less meat and more vegetables. She put down her chopsticks when she was about seventy full. Sheng Lun looked at her a few more times. When she was doing extra classes in the afternoon, there were After placing snacks and fruits, I finally managed to endure it at noon and came back again.
She frowned and said, "Cousin, I have eaten too much recently. This is not good."
Sheng Lun smiled gently: "It doesn't matter, you can eat whatever you want."
Ye Zhen: "..."
As a man, I probably can't bear the pain of a woman having a little flesh on her belly.
Forget it, people like Sheng Lun definitely don't understand.
She was immersed in writing test questions, but Sheng Lun suddenly asked her: "What does my cousin want to do in the future?"
Ye Zhen said "Huh?" in confusion and looked up at him: "What's wrong?"
"Last time you asked me about my future. I want to know what the future looks like in your eyes."
Ye Zhen looked at his pure appearance and suddenly chuckled and said, "As my cousin said, with the national crisis facing us, how can we have the right to have dreams? We have only one goal."
Sheng Lun listened to her smile and the brightness in her eyes, and his heart seemed to be pulled.
Sheng Lun was rarely unaffected by others. He had a strong mind and strong self-discipline. However, when he faced Ye Zhen many times, his heart beat out of control and even his words became a little strange.
His emotions were easily affected by her.
He stood up and walked to the window. He accidentally saw Wang Jiao in the courtyard downstairs, stretching her neck to look upstairs. She was still wearing men's overalls. The big clothes looked a little loose on her body. She was smaller than Ye Zhen is half a head shorter, so Ye Zhen has a slender figure and fits perfectly.
"Why did you throw away your clothes?"
Ye Zhen was stunned for a moment, then put down her pen and walked over. She also saw Wang Jiao poking her head downstairs, "Who still has the tools to commit crimes? Isn't that stupid?"
He smiled and said, "Why did you go there that day? Did you come to see me specifically?"
Ye Zhen said: "Cousin, don't be sentimental."
"Don't run around alone in the future. Wherever you want to go, just let me know and I will take you with me."
“…”
She raised her head to look at him. This man's eyes were clear and clear. He was not only wise and intelligent but also gentle and warm in appearance. He was also patient enough. No matter what era he was placed in, Sheng Lun was an extremely outstanding man.
She pursed her lips and looked out the window.
Suddenly she felt a hand covering her cheek, and the thin callus of the man's palm rubbed against her cheek. She looked up at him in surprise and confusion. He lowered his head and looked at her with his beautiful dark eyes.