Apparently I didn't expect that a fool like me would raise my fist to hit him, and I was beaten into a black eye circle, and the eyes were slightly swollen.
People around looked left and right, but didn't dare to move. After all, I was the son of Prime Minister Liu, so I just talked about it, and I couldn't afford to hurt them.
Unexpectedly, the person who was beaten said again: "He is a fool, what are you afraid of! Go! Even if you are beaten to death, if you don't tell me, I don't tell you, who would know that it wasn't this fool who accidentally killed himself? Killed? He is just a fool!"
As soon as these words were finished, those people looked around and immediately gained courage, no longer hesitated, and directly punched and kicked up. I am not stupid, and I naturally know the truth that two fists are hard to beat four hands, so I had to shrink into a ball and let myself He tried his best not to be beaten to death, and his hands protected his vital parts.
I don't know how long it took, maybe it was just for a while, or maybe it's been a lifetime, I was covered in injuries, the pain was so painful that I couldn't move, they finally stopped.
"What are you doing here?"
It was Mr.'s voice. I thought they stopped because of their conscience or thought that I had been beaten to death. It turned out that Mr. came.
Those people concealed me and directly covered me behind, so that my husband could not see me. I moved my body and got up staggeringly. I was thinking about going home and asking Xiao Zhu to apply some medicine to my wound. Unexpectedly, the person I injured in one eye found out.
By the way, Xiaozhu is Daddy's personal servant, he is a good big brother, Daddy doesn't let me call him big brother, maybe it's because there is a difference between master and servant, every time I get hurt for no reason, I don't want Daddy to know , Xiao Zhu gave me the medicine, Xiao Zhu seemed to understand me, he would always touch my head and sigh, he would give me the medicine very gently, he is a very nice person, but no matter how good he is, he is still not as good as Daddy .
The man covered his eyes, and pointed at me with a shameless hand. Ouch, it hurts. Naturally, my husband had to ask him what happened, so he came and complained first, saying that I went crazy and beat him, and my husband frowned. Frowning, he directly took the ruler and asked me to stretch out my hand. My father said before that in the private school, I have to listen to my husband's words. When I asked why, my hand turned red, and the person beside me laughed happily.
Then, as if the husband didn't see the injury on my body, he made me stand as a punishment. I stood on the corner of the wall with trembling legs, just thinking in my heart that my father would come to pick me up after a while When I go home, I can tell my father about my grievances. Whenever I think about my father, my mood will improve a lot. In this way, I will leave my father in the future.
Forget it, don't leave if you don't leave, it's best to be with daddy for the rest of your life.
I don't know how long it took, but I almost dozed off after waiting until my father finally came to pick me up, and there was also a general who came with me, the father of the person whose eye was injured by me.
Dad looked at me standing in the corner, and stepped over. His figure was always casual and lazy. He frowned when he saw the wound on my face, and gently stroked my cheek with his hand. There seemed to be an unbearable expression in Danfeng's black eyes, and then those white hands took my little hand.
I smiled, followed crookedly, and finally I could go home. I don't like it here.
I don't know what that man said to his father, maybe it was because of my beating, and with more fuel and vinegar, the general stopped me directly, staring at my father angrily, as if he wanted to kill him It looked like it was cut into pieces with a knife, which made me very uncomfortable. I found out later that the general and my father were deadly enemies in the court.
Dad didn't show any weakness, and just looked back indifferently, the man said: "Liu Xiang, your son hurt my child, you have to give me an explanation!"
Hearing this, Dad turned around and lowered his head, those slightly drooping red phoenix eyes looked deeply into mine, as if he was asking: Is it true
That man was indeed beaten by me, but I was right, if he hadn’t insulted Dad, I wouldn’t have hit him, but... I still hit him, I lowered my head, I don’t know what to say, I’m afraid to see Dad’s slight displeasure, But I didn't expect that when I bowed my head, I recognized it. The moment I lowered my head, I didn't see my father's Danfeng eyes change from gentle and loving to angry and ruthless. On my face, with the wind, and the hand that my father gently put on my cheek just now.
With a crisp 'pop', I raised my head in disbelief and widened my eyes. The grievance I had endured for a long time just burst out, turning into tears and swirling in my eyes.
Daddy hit me... Daddy actually hit me! This is the first time he hit me, but it's not my fault, why did he hit me? I feel so wronged in my heart, but unfortunately I have no place to express it.
Dad ignored the tears rolling in my eyes, and directly cupped his hands at the general who was laughing with fun, expressing his apology. I got angry and ran away. I ran out of the private school. When I left, I saw The general's face that the other party thought was okay in that scene, lingering, made me gnash my teeth in anger, thinking about it, wishing I could tear him apart.
It was the two of them that made Dad hate me, and even slapped me, it was all their fault!
I'm still too young, and I can't do anything about some hatred. I don't know how long I have been walking on this noisy street. I was stopped by Xiaozhu and took me home.
As soon as I entered my room, I saw my father sitting on the bed, looking at me unblinkingly with his dark Danfeng eyes. I still remember how painful it was when my father slapped me, so I didn't dare to approach me naturally. After seeing my father waving Only then slowly moved over.
At first, I thought that my father would hit me angrily again, as hard as the slap just now, but no, just a pair of white hands with no protruding joints supported my face, gently stroking back and forth, but I still I remember that was where my father slapped me.
"Daddy..." I couldn't hold it back, and I cried aloud. My grievances poured out instantly. Daddy curled up his thin lips, showing his usual gentle smile, and put his hands on my head again, rubbing it gently. Rubbing my hair, "Daddy, I'm right..."
Daddy didn't say a word, just nodded, and he caressed my other wounds, Xiaozhu brought the medicine up, this time it was Daddy who rubbed the medicine for me, what about Daddy, it's so good.
Thinking of this, I suddenly realized that maybe it is true that Dad can't speak, if not, how could Dad not say a word for so many years
Since he was able to read, Dad has been using a brush to dot ink on the rice paper, writing what he wants to say, and has never opened his mouth, but so what? At least my father treats people very well, and he has an extraordinary appearance, elegant and beautiful, peerless elegance, and his appearance is not inferior to that of a woman, but sometimes he is very dignified, so no one in the family will dare to do anything wrong in front of my father.
Although I am not the son of the main family, my father always treats me very well, or it is because of my mother who is my father's concubine. Under the protection of my father, my life is not bad, but it is my humble mother who seduces my father to conceive me, but I don't believe it. Am I so good
On the day I was born, my mother passed away, and I heard the servants chatting after dinner. That day, my father locked himself in the small bamboo house in the backyard for several days.
Look, daddy likes mother so much, to the point of making other people jealous.
I still remember that when I was a child, out of curiosity, I once hopped along and carried a pot of wine, and my father, who was too wandering, sneaked into the small bamboo house. The bamboo house had two rooms inside and outside. There is a writing table, a bamboo table, a bamboo chair, and a soft couch. Other than that, there is only a pair of paintings hanging high in the middle of the room.
I poked my head out from the door and secretly watched my father smile wryly at the high hanging picture, either bewildered or melancholy.
Raising his hand, he drank all the pot of dirty wine. Dad was probably drunk, and he was very drunk. His face was bright red, very cute. I have never seen Dad look like this, so I am naturally happy.
seventy-nine homesick
I can still remember that the painting depicts a man and a woman, the woman is wearing a pink skirt, her black hair is blowing in the wind, she is cute and cute, leaning on the man beside her like a bird.
The man was dressed in green clothes, with long hair hanging behind his back. Although this man was not as beautiful as his father, he also had an indescribably attractive face. Although his face was calm, there was a hint of helplessness. With mixed expressions of impatience, the half-real and half-fake eyes are a little wandering, and I don't know where I am looking or where I want to look.
Why is there such a portrait hanging in the small bamboo house where Dad lives alone? Could it be someone from Dad
It was only later that I learned that the man in the painting was my father's favorite, and the person next to the man was my mother.
For a few years, I was always by my father's side. It was a good time. I didn't want other things to disturb the happy time of being alone by my father's side. Naturally, I forgot the obsession I had brought with me since I was born.
But the good times don't last long, the good days are always easy to slip through the fingers, and once gone, they will never come back, and everything comes suddenly, which is always unacceptable.
"Daddy, Siqing doesn't want to leave, Siqing wants to stay by Daddy's side and stay with Daddy all the time, okay?" I shook Daddy's arm, coquettish to Daddy who has always been doting on me.
Daddy smiled and reached out to touch my head, then wrote on the paper again in a flash: "Siqing is good, be obedient, and I will come back when I have learned everything." I shook my head, shook my head desperately, looked at my father without blinking, pretending to be pitiful, I really didn't want to leave my father, I really couldn't understand, I was clearly an idiot in the eyes of outsiders, why did Is it not in your eyes? I'm such a failure.
"Siqing is good. Daddy's Siqing is the smartest. I think it won't take much time to learn and come back." 'I know what my father wants me to learn, because my father wrote on paper before. My father asked me to learn martial arts and swords, so that I can be good at literature and martial arts. For example, in the private school, I dozed off because I really couldn’t listen to it, so my husband taught me a lot, and he hated me as a rotten student ever since.
Oh, it's good now, it's so good, dad is so persistent, no matter how coquettish I want to be, dad won't keep me, if I can't learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, can't read, will I? Can't come back to be with daddy
If... If it takes seventeen or eighteen years to study and return home, will daddy already have someone to accompany him? In this way, wouldn't I become redundant? So what do I learn from this...
Alas, that's all, let's learn as soon as Daddy tells me, I will learn as long as it takes, as long as Daddy is happy, I can do whatever he wants.
As long as Daddy promises me: "Daddy, no matter how long Siqing has to study, Daddy will wait for me to come back, okay?"
Daddy smiled, it was very beautiful, and Danfeng's eyes were slightly narrowed. Even so, she couldn't hide the magnificence in her pupils. She nodded slightly, and it was a response. The care that hung in my throat was finally quiet When it got down, it no longer made people flustered by jumping around quickly.
In the sky, a carriage was prepared outside the mansion, I stepped into the carriage, waved my little hand, and engraved the smile on my father's face firmly in my heart, then put down the sedan chair curtain, separated me and will never forget it for the rest of my life His smile is like wine, making people drunk.
What I am going to is on a mountain far away from the Prime Minister's Mansion. I heard from Xiao Zhu that there lives an expert from the outside world. The two of them are good friends.
Experts in the world...
Thinking about what I saw when I was reading, I consciously imagined a wrinkled old man with white hair and white beard who was full of wrinkles. When I smiled, I could only see a line and a few deep wrinkles. Sigh, even though I am looking up at the top of the sedan chair...
I have to face a rigid and ugly face all day long, no longer the father who always has a doting smile, I feel awkward no matter how I think about it, how can I live well in the days to come, Alas, right now I want the bearer to turn his horse and run back, but it's a pity that my father will not only be disappointed with me but also angry with me.
After two days and two nights of travel, I finally arrived at Guanyue Mountain Villa, which couldn't be farther away. When I got off the sedan chair, the bearer threw my luggage to me, and regardless of whether I could pick it up or not, he turned his horse's head and galloped away. .
I sighed, picked up the bag that I hadn't caught, patted the dust on it, and hugged it carefully in my arms. There were daily necessities prepared for me by my father, and what I should stuff into it. I bought a small wooden sword at my father's beck and call, because it looks very interesting, and it is made of wood, so it can last for a long time, and it won't break like the little clay figurines and candied haws that my father bought me.
In fact, it is reasonable for the bearer to do this, after all, I am a fool most people would not like to see.
Just thinking about it, I saw a white beard and frowning face, exactly the same as the old man I thought of in the sedan chair just now.
If I remember correctly, Xiaozhu said that the outsider is called Mr. Yumian, he should be right.
laugh-
What about Mr. Yumian, he is so old, and he can't see the handsome appearance before, Mr. Jademian, you can be really funny.
Seeing that the old man kept squinting his cloudy eyes and looked at me without speaking, I felt uncomfortable and had to say: "I think you are the worldly expert that Daddy said? My name is Liu Siqing, you call me Siqing can do it."
Unexpectedly, at the same time, that worldly expert also spoke: "You are young master Liu Siqing, right? This old servant has been waiting here for a long time."
… What
Old slave? !
Why does he call himself that
Could it be still my father's servant? Daddy actually lied to me, but Daddy is really powerful, all the outsiders are Daddy's servants.
"The old slave will take this burden for the young master." Seeing that I seemed to be distracted, I, who had never been on guard, easily took the burden and held it in my hand, and said, "Young master, come with the old slave." …”
There seemed to be something else to say in the future, but someone interrupted the end of the sentence: "Oh, is this Liu Jingwen's child? He looks quite juicy."
That voice is very nice, not like daddy's elegant pampering, it's that kind of cynical feeling, but this water spirit or something... If I remember correctly, it should be used to describe the little girl's family, right? Hehe... This person is really annoying, do you really think I'm a fool? !
The man was a man, dressed in a red dress that looked as gorgeous as blood, with a hint of arrogance in his cynicism, his long jet-black hair was not tied up, it just hung in front of his body and behind his head, very casually, with peach blossom eyes and willow-leaf eyebrows, She is also insanely beautiful. It seems that she is only in her twenties, about the same age as her father.
But he hated me, he even called me a woman, and seemed to ask me, how do I look like a woman with my domineering appearance
In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of me, and he lifted my chin with one finger, forcing me to look at him.
The man in red spoke, his eyes full of amusement: "Tsk tsk, this clever look looks good, I want to see if you can still carve this piece of wood."
You are deadwood!
The man in red stood up together, and the person beside him, who was supposed to be an outsider, nodded respectfully and said in a low voice, "Young master."
"Well," the red man nodded and said, "It's none of your business here, so go down first."
According to the words, the old man with the white beard turned around and left, taking Mo's baggage by the way.
I froze, unable to move.
This, this, this...
The man in red looked at me, not knowing why: "What's wrong, little thing?"
I raised my head slowly and met Shang Danfeng's eyes, but I didn't hear what he said clearly, but I was still in shock.
Could it be... Could it be that the old man just now was not some extraterrestrial gentleman with a jade face, but the man in red who couldn't speak in front of me
He seemed to have thought of something, he stretched out his finger and flicked my forehead: "Don't you think that the person just now is an expert?"
I nodded honestly.
As soon as he heard it, he was amused. He laughed 'puchi' and said, "The little thing is really funny, so what kind of expert is that?"
little things…
You are a little thing!
"He's not a worldly expert, could it be possible that you are?"
Imitating how he looked from nowhere, he raised his eyebrows, and I saw that his eyes seemed to be funny, but he raised the corners of his mouth, his smile deepened, and he hummed triumphantly: "Yes yes."
... If he is an expert outside the world, then daddy is the best among the experts, oh, no, even if he is not an expert outside the world, daddy is also the best among the experts, in short, daddy is the best, no one can match !
He was delighted when he saw me like this, "You really don't believe me, little thing, next to me is Yuehua, who is called Mr. Yumian."
Now I believe it, it's hard for such an insolent person to lie, and Yuehua is also the name of that worldly expert that my father told me. After thinking about it, the old man with white hair and beard called himself old man. Slave, in this way, it makes sense.
But such a monstrous person came to be my master, and I felt a headache.
…
Time passed quickly, I didn't expect what I wanted to come true that day, I have learned this course for fourteen years, and I still don't know how to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so why don't I go to see my father.
He sighed: "Rotten wood, really rotten wood, I must have lost my head that day, how could I think you are clever?"
I still remember, this is a sentence that my master liked to say before, and it is still the same now. Once I teach me piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I will just say it while sighing at the same time when I am clumsy or dozing off. Adding helplessness, he looks like a teacher, but lacks the gray beard that most gentlemen should have. If the master grows a beard, and then twists the beard in his hand and sighs, it will be more similar.
"Rotten wood, it's really rotten wood..." Look at Master now, listening to the chaotic sound of me playing the qin, he straightened up and put the qin aside, feeling regretful.
I guess I was thinking why I accepted my father's words and agreed to teach me something I would never learn.
Eighty was rejected
Seeing Master put down the piano, I could be happy, but I didn’t show it on the surface. In order to comfort Master’s wounded heart, I also put the piano aside, and walked slowly to comfort Master. he.
"Master, since I can't carve this rotten wood, why don't you let me go back? It won't make you unhappy, right?" I said with a smile, looking harmless to humans and animals.
He raised his head, looked at me suspiciously, and raised Liu Ye's eyebrows: "Do you want to go home?"
I nodded: "Naturally."
It's been fourteen years, and in another year, I will be double ten. The people at the bottom of the mountain have already married at such a young age, maybe there are short and fat children.
Dad... I don't know how things are going, are you okay? Has it changed? What is in my memory is only my father's elegant smile when I was parting, and the long-lasting back view.
Dad, he... still remember me? But there are already people around? Already, is it the same with or without my existence
Jingwen... Jingwen, I miss you so much.
By the way, my little trick has been exposed by the master long ago, this idiot, I can't pretend anymore.
"Is the little thing going to abandon me too?" Master's voice was rare and sad, as was the pair of peach blossom eyes looking at me.
little things…
"Master, please take a look, how old I am." Raising eyebrows, I moved my face closer to Master's, and I could clearly see the long eyelashes on those peach-blossom eyelids, and there was a moment of surprise in the dark eyes. The expression on his face turned silent in the bottomless black eyes, the handsome nose, the pale peach lips, the master is really beautiful, but I have grown up in the past fourteen years, but he is the same. It's almost the same when I saw it, and it hasn't changed much. Could it be that he is really a monster
I don't know what my father looks like now, I really want to see him, but it's a pity that Master refuses to let me go home anyway.
It’s okay for a woman to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. I was born a man, so I can be good at martial arts and swords. Why do I need to learn things that are not necessarily useful? Really, I don’t understand Why does my father insist that I go home after I have finished my studies? Could it be that he wants to dismiss me? But I can't think of a reason why Dad wants to let me go. At that time, I was a child who didn't get anything, why should I let go, but I couldn't find a reason why Dad would hate me, alas, annoying.
"Ten years old is nine years old," the master answered truthfully, and after a while he came back to his senses, and stared at me with peach blossom eyes, "Little thing, your master, I am not old yet, and I can still see clearly."
A series of voices should be: "Of course I know that Master is not old, Master is still very young, but it has been fourteen years, Master, I miss Daddy, I want to go home."
"You have only mastered martial arts, and you haven't learned a single bit of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Your father won't allow it. I don't want to take the blame." The master said.
Hearing this, I was a little anxious, and what I thought in my heart was to go home, and no matter what, I had to go home: "I don't care, I want to go home, Daddy blames me for carrying it alone, and I insist on doing this, No wonder Master."
The master was silent and didn't make a sound. I thought he would not agree or agreed, but it was neither.
After a while, Master just spoke, and there was a little loneliness in his words. This was the first time I saw Master like this, so I couldn't help being a little surprised.
"Even you, do you want to abandon me? Sigh... No matter what, I can't keep it, I can't keep it forever, but I am alone in this big mountain villa, I am old, and I am also alone. In this life, I ended up like this , It’s ridiculous to waste a little time being romantic.”
Uh... what did Master say
But when I think about it, in this big villa, before, that is, when I was a child, there was the old man and the good-natured maids and servants in the villa. They were the ones who played with me every time. Soon after, the old man passed away. I have been sad for a long time, also, the old man has been with him since he was a child. To the master, the old man is almost the same as his father. How can a child not be sad without a loving father? After that, the master didn’t know What kind of crazy did he get, and he dismissed all the servants directly, leaving me and him alone. I didn't notice anything, and it was good to be quiet.
But the question arises, master, can this eldest son who has never done anything know how to cook? The fact is beyond my expectation, he can make it. Although the taste is not very good, it is barely enough to eat.
But why do I think that Master will not think about it after I leave? well…
I said: "Master, there is no need to do this, just go down the mountain with me, so that with my company, you won't be alone."
"I won't go, I, Yuehua, I swear that I will never leave the villa for half a step!" Master's steadfast appearance gave me a headache.
Out of softness, after all, I have been with the person for more than ten years, and I still can't get used to it from being arrogant to lonely, so I said: "Then I'll stay for a few more days, learn the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting for a while before leaving .”
The master was solemn and serious: "It's fine, so Liu Jingwen won't be writing and painting there, but if you can't even teach me, it's not good to insult my reputation."
…
"Oh well."
Then, there is the boring study that makes people want to doze off. The chaotic sounds are composed together with the good music. Only one piece of chess is eaten. Fortunately, I can write a letter, but the handwriting is ugly, and it is difficult to send it back to the house. I am afraid that it will stain Jingwen's eyes. This painting, the master made it with splashed ink Painting, the painting environment is so realistic that it attracts bees and butterflies, but for me, the splashed ink is still ink, and I can't make a painting.
"Rotten wood... You better stop thinking about going home, and leave when you learn it. If you go out, I will lose all face." Master sighed in my ear again.
I snorted coldly, ignored his nagging, and continued to learn. Afterwards, Master saw that I was so persistent and had good stamina, so he stopped chanting that dead wood in my ear, and called back the little thing. In this way, I Still willing to listen to that deadwood.
After a long time, after all, I still learned the little things in my mind, and then I went to my room to pack my things, and followed me all the time, dressed in red and matched with his resentful expression The master who got rid of the grievances was nothing.
I didn't mention to Jingwen that I was going down the mountain. I just said that Jingwen was busy with political affairs every day and couldn't get away. If I went back suddenly, it would be great if I could give Jingwen a surprise.
The red dress behind me made me rub my forehead, and turned my head away, a little dumbfounded: "I said, Master, what are you doing with me? Didn't you swear that you would never say anything?" Did you leave the villa half a step away? Don’t tell me that you regretted it now, even if you regretted it, it’s not enough. Since ancient times, green is better than blue, and my martial arts are above yours. Master, even if you want to stop me, you can’t stop me. "
The master snorted coldly, arrogantly, and returned to the bottom of his eyes: "Who said that I will never step out of the villa in my life, how could I not know."
Master... Sure enough, he is still a rascal.
Forget it, this villa is too big, it's too deserted to live alone, since the master is willing to go down the mountain, that's the best thing, the house doesn't realize that there is something wrong with having one more person.
So Master and I went down the mountain, walking fast or slow. After practicing martial arts, I didn't feel how tiring the long way home was. However, although Master is good at martial arts, it is a pity that he seldom goes down the mountain. Unsurprisingly, I couldn't take it anymore. I was lucky enough to meet a carriage on the way, so I hired that carriage and drove Master straight to the direction of memory.
Walking on the road, the carriage was rickety, the master was not used to sitting, but his feet hurt from walking, so he had to sit in the carriage obediently, passing by tea shops and restaurants, and occasionally came down to have some tea and food, and then went back. When the driver asked the driver to stop the horse, the master always fell into a drowsy sleep. It is good to lose the insolent quiet appearance, because the inside of the car is not big, so I had to let the master sleep on my lap , so that he doesn't have to lean against me awkwardly and sleep on his pillow, it should be more comfortable.
Xu Shi looked like he walked for a day, and when he arrived at the gate of Xiangfu, which he was familiar with in his memory, the master was still sleeping in the carriage. I must have changed in the past fourteen years. The servant looked at me, thinking that I came to the mansion to find someone , I came to the meeting to ask, I just said that I am the son of this mansion, they didn't believe it, and they didn't open the door for me, or they believed it, but they never waited for me as a fool, it's normal if they don't open the door However, because fools are easy to bully.
"Young master? Young master? You see, it's not too early, the young master in this sedan chair...?" The bearer rubbed his hands, wanting to leave, but the master hadn't woken up yet, and he couldn't come out after sleeping in the carriage, so he had no choice but to embarrass himself. looking at me.
I understood, and gave some silver taels to the bearer, and then opened the car curtain to hug the master who was still asleep, but I had to admire the master who was not awakened by this movement, the bearer took the silver taels, happily Inside the placket, and then drove the carriage away.
The master is really light to hold, and the waist also feels like the type that Yingying will break when he holds it. It is no wonder that the daily food intake is so small, so he will not weigh a lot. Next time, let him eat more and grow more flesh. Hold it and it won't hurt people.
hold... stop! Where did I go.
After a long while, no matter how much I said, I didn't see the servant who was guarding the door open the door for me. I was really annoyed. The person in my arms was still asleep. Although the master was not heavy, I didn't feel it after holding him for a long time. For example, now, My arms were sore and limp, and I was afraid that if I accidentally threw Master to the ground, if I scratched my face on the ground, if the Master who always pays attention to appearance woke up, he would be so angry that he would peel off his own skin.
Unknowingly, the sky began to change from colorful red clouds to light blue and dark, the moon took the place of the sun and shone in the sky, and the night gradually deepened.
Master was very dizzy and still asleep, and my arms holding him trembled slightly, my heart was filled with anger, I wished I could rush forward and cut off the heads of those two servants.
Thinking about it, I couldn't do it after all, so I could only curse secretly: This damned servant still refuses to open the door, I have to wait for a few years and a few months to do it!
eighty one home
…
It's time to complain. Going forward in the dark, a carriage came slowly. That car is very familiar. And the servant who followed the carriage was all too familiar. It's Xiaozhu.
I couldn't help but be overjoyed. Since Xiaozhu is accompanying him. The person in the carriage must be Daddy too. Just because Xiaozhu is Daddy's personal servant.
Think so. The arms holding Master did not feel sore anymore. I'm going to see daddy soon. at the moment. I just think about what happened to Daddy. Had a good time. Do you remember me. Will you be happy to see me back or something.
Think so. He actually forgot when the sedan chair stopped at the gate of Xiangfu. in front of my eyes. I just stood there dumbfounded. He stared blankly at a pair of plain white hands slowly opening the car curtain. Shortness of breath. My heart was also bouncing in my chest like a deer. I couldn't help but tighten the arm holding the person a little more. When a dissatisfied groan came into his ears. I belatedly let go of my hand.
Daddy hasn't changed much. Not much different from the person I remember. Just a little haggard. Those red phoenix eyes met mine. There is no former look. He also lost the gentle pampering of more than ten years ago. Although lost for a moment. But I know. He was not looking at me. There was a deep tiredness in his eyes. Indifferent indifference. I just know. Daddy him. Maybe it's not mine anymore.
Heh... what am I thinking. Daddy wasn't entirely mine to begin with. He belongs to mother. Because daddy likes mother. Like to lose after a setback. Lock yourself in a small bamboo hut and get drunk all day long. How can I compare my mother's position in my father's heart.
I can see the astonishment in Daddy Danfeng's eyes. he muttered. It seems to be saying something. more or. Whose name is he calling. I'm sure. The person called by Daddy. It must not be me. then. Shuo opened his eyes.
Dad why is he looking at me so indifferently. Why... pass me by...
I free one arm. He hurriedly grabbed Dad's sleeve. The father who was forced to stop did not hide the slight anger in his heart. He frowned. stare at me. His eyes are like a thousand years of ice. It calmed down my beating heart. Freeze in one place. Lying quietly in the corner.
"Bold. Let go." Xiaozhu roared angrily. Hastily stepped forward and opened my hand. I haven't recovered yet. He squeezed in front of me. Protected dad. It's as if I'm a prodigal son who wants to cheat on the dignified Chao Zhongliu. It made me stiffen. I can't laugh or cry.
Seeing that Dad turned around to leave. I just yelled: "Daddy..." thinking that he hasn't completely forgotten me. still remember. He had a very loving son.
I should be glad. He still remembers.
Daddy stood still. Turned around a little stiffly. Those red phoenix eyes slightly opened wide. Some do not believe it. I called my dad again. He just walked over slowly. There are many expressions on the face. Mostly shocked. Others can't tell whether they are overjoyed or what.
Those white hands slowly touched my face. He fumbled again and again. As if to confirm that this is really an illusion.
I smile. The ice and snow in my heart are also melting. Only kept calling daddy. He stretched out his hand and wanted to hug Daddy. Acting like a child. But obviously forgot the existence of one person.
A hand that was also as white as a lotus root stretched out from his chest. Pulling the long red sleeves on the arms. The blood-red sleeves are commensurate with the lanterns hanging in front of the mansion this night. There was a strange light on the soft material. Coquettish, ghostly and dangerous.
That hand pushed Dad back. The owner of the hand then said leisurely: "Hey. Long time no see, Liu Jingwen. Do you think it's easy for me to teach your son for ten years. I want to squeeze me to death as soon as I come. I won't take you to repay me like this."
Daddy stared blankly