Manchu Wenwu fell in love with me

Chapter 186 "The Past Like the Wind" Tangtang
"Xuan Se likes brother Yuan Xiaofei," I said.

The man said "oh", smiled, and helped me tidy up the books.

I tapped lightly on the table with my hand, "I can't find the homework that will be handed over to the Taifu tomorrow, and I will probably be fined again."

The man flipped through the things on the table over and over again, "I will find it, I saw you writing this afternoon."

It's already dark outside, and I'm smiling like a cat. "It's fine if you can't find it, at most you will be beaten a few times."

The man untied the sword at his side and put it aside. The Valentine's Day on it flowed from the back of his hand. I looked at him and narrowed my eyes, "It's so late, I won't be able to sleep again."

The man suddenly raised the object in his hand happily, "I found it. Now you can sleep well."

I held my chin, "No, it's past time, I will definitely not be able to fall asleep, and even if I fall asleep, I will have nightmares." I lied to him, hiding my homework in a hidden place, and letting him repeat it in front of me over and over again. Looking for it, just to keep him.

I had to use this means.I like to see him busy for me, even for a moment, no matter what he is doing.

He said I grew up and he wanted to leave me.

This is not allowed by me.

Xuan Se has grown up and has someone he likes, bouncing around with Yuan Xiaofei all day, looking enviable.My mother chatted with me unexpectedly, and finally she asked me, "Have you really thought about it? Will you go back on your word?"

It turned out that everyone already knew what I was thinking, only he didn't understand.

Aunt Chunqiao finally married Uncle Yan Hui. At the wedding banquet, my mother was so drunk that she yelled, "Yan Hui, you have finally enlightened."

So, when will you get the hang of it.

My eldest brother has gone on a trip, and sometimes we exchange letters. In fact, I also want to go around, but I can't let go of that person. Will he go with me?I'm afraid not, he is used to standing under the eaves, guarding that person, never leaving him.

It may be that one day you are desperate, or you really want to see your heart clearly.I decided to leave home like my elder brother and go far away.

On the day he left, he looked at me and didn't hold me back. He just said, "Be careful, send messages frequently, and come back early if you don't feel comfortable."

I kept nodding, smiling, and finally turned away, for fear that tears would flow down my face.

Carrying a bag alone, I don't know where I'm going, but I just follow my heart and embrace the mentality of being happy with the situation.I hope that one day all my emotions can be calmed down.

I have traveled a lot, and sometimes I am tired from walking, so I want to live here and live an ordinary life, teaching some children to read in a nearby library.

Then looking at the starry sky outside the window in the dark night, I suddenly missed that graceful palace and everyone in the family.

What is the eldest brother doing, homesick like me?

It's okay to think about it, and I will continue to live, wishing to cut off communication with everything outside, as if this is the only way to calm my heart.

People will grow up slowly, the past will pass, fade away, until they are invisible.

That's right!
Always remember those things when I was a child.

When I was young, I wanted him to know that I had grown up and knew what I meant by liking, so I deliberately tore my clothes, took off my clothes in front of him, and asked him to help mend the fallen belts.

He refused and asked me to change clothes before going to school.

I will deliberately say coquettishly: "I didn't review my homework the day before, and my mother will check it today."

"This dress is my mother's favorite dress. Maybe if I wear it, my mother won't beat me too hard."

He would frown in embarrassment, sigh and say, "Oh, your mother likes it, so wear it!"

Wear it if mom likes it.No matter how hard I try, all he hears and sees is my mother.

That year, the village introduced me to several scholars of the same age, and the neighbor’s aunt advised me to marry as a woman. At that moment, I also thought that if I suddenly married a stranger, he would know this. What will the news be?
Will continue to care for me like an elder?Will there be a trace of loss.

I also just think about it.

Then he smiled and left the village.

A peaceful life may not be suitable for forgetting everything about the past.I should try another way of life.

Another year later, I went to a farther place, and worked as a small policeman in a strange city. I often faced those fugitives who were full of crimes, beat and killed them, and failed several times.

Gradually, injuries and bleeding seemed to be commonplace.

One accident left a scar on his cheek.

The doctor said, I'm afraid this scar can't be removed, the face of the girl's family, alas!What a pity.

Scars, scars, keep it, he won't care, maybe he will blame me a few words at most, after all, I am the child he brought up, a well-protected one, and he told me to pay attention to safety before going out .

I didn't do any of what he said.

I deliberately avoided all the problems he said, and never delivered a letter to my family to report that I was safe.

Now there are scars that will never be erased.

Why this time, I really look forward to letting him see, seeing this long scar on my cheek, it's like letting him see my heart, it's the same scar, even more profound.

Actually settled down again, and may like to go on the road alone to perform various tasks.

It may also be that you like this purposeful life and have little time to think about the past and the future.

One day when I was drunk, I saw him walking from the crowd with a bright red lover's knot on the hilt of his waist. I straightened up and looked at him with a smile.

The long hair was blown away by the north wind, revealing the scars on his cheeks, his eyes fixed on the long sword marks, and there was a slight fluctuation in his gaze.

I smiled indifferently.

He stretched out his hand and straightened my clothes as usual, he said: "Tangtang, you've had enough fun, when will you be back."

My tears flowed down suddenly, I lowered my head and buried my face in his palm.

I like you, but you don't know that I like you.

That kind of love, just like my father loves my mother.And you don't understand.

The sun gradually rose, the familiar figure disappeared into the night, and the dew on the leaves fell on my dry face.

It turns out that everything is a dream that will be broken at the touch of a touch.

I have been addicted to this dream for too long, and I have lost myself for a long time.

Sapphire, where are you.

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