When the black-bellied fox Gong meets the cold, gorgeous and cute Shou

Li Shang had a long, long dream.

In the dream, he seemed to have returned to the time when he was a child.

In the hibiscus garden, the gorgeous kapok is withering in the cold wind, and the red petals are falling with the cold wind. The picture is beautiful, but it looks a little bleak.

The white crabapple on the east and west sides and the blue-purple iris are blooming on both sides, and the pink and bright petals are blooming just right.

The weather was just right, with plenty of sunshine, and a few birds flew by in the cloudless sky.

He was lying on the table and writing the homework assigned by his master today.

"A Li, why don't you do your homework well? What are you looking up for?" My brother sat aside and watched him do his homework. When he saw him writing, he was distracted. He looked up and looked at other places, smiled and reached out to pat him. his arm.

"Brother, look at the way this kapok falls, it's so pretty." He was reminded by his brother, and instead of lowering his head to do his homework, he stretched out his hand, grabbed his brother's clothes, and raised his hand to shake the tree not far away. Show him the scene.

Because he was still holding a brush in his hand, and the tip of the pen was dipped in ink, he didn't pay attention to this at the time, and he didn't notice until Leng Qianxun's white sleeves were stained black with his ink.

"Well, it's so pretty." Leng Qianxun didn't seem to care that Li Shang had stained his sleeves black, but raised his eyes to look at Luo Hua not far away, smiling softly.

"I'll come to see you every day from now on." Leng Qianli (Note: Leng Qianli is Li Shang, his previous name.) put down the pen in his hand, glanced at Leng Qianxun's sleeve, a little embarrassed.

"Silly Ah Li, the flowers bloom and fade for only one season, and when they fall completely, such a magnificent scene can only be seen when the flowers fall next year." Seeing Leng Qianli looking at his sleeve, she smiled and put He took off his coat and put it aside.

"Then I'll watch it next year. Do you like it? If you like it, let's watch it together."

"Okay, next year, brother will accompany Ah Li to watch."

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Leng Qianxun's physique was not very good since she was a child, because her mother was poisoned when she was pregnant. Although the poison was cured later, it still affected Leng Qianxun and Leng Qianli.

Among them, Leng Qianxun was the most affected. The poison brought out from his mother's body made him weak from birth, and he couldn't get out of Leng's castle.If you really want to go out, you should also wear a coat and a cape in hot weather.

For Leng Qianli, I don't know why, it's much better, at most it just makes him grow slower than ordinary people, although his body is not as strong as ordinary people, but it is not much worse.

Because he took off his coat in Hibiscus Garden that night, Leng Qianxun caught wind and cold that night, and his high fever persisted.

At that time, Leng Qianli was still young, so he couldn't understand the sneering words of the servant girls who took care of Leng Qianxun, but even so, he could see that their attitude towards Leng Qianxun was not good.

So, that night, he sneaked out of the small room and ran to Zhaoxi Pavilion where Leng Qianxun was.

It was a bit cold that night, and he was afraid that his brother would freeze, so he rolled his little quilt together and hugged him together.

My mother always joked that the ailments that Ah Li should have had were all borne by his elder brother, so his elder brother was so thin and weak, but Ah Li was still healthy.

I don't know if there is any basis for such a statement. Leng Qianli touched Leng Qianxun's bed in the middle of the night, hugged Leng Qianxun who was still in a coma and was hot all over, wrapped in two big quilts, and was so hot that he was sweating profusely. Don't let go, hold on until the next day dawn.

When his mother dug him out of his elder brother's bed, his elder brother's wind and cold were mostly cured.

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Leng Qianxun can't go out, so he usually doesn't go out.

When Leng Qianli took Erhuang to private school, he could only study at home by himself.

Except for A Li and his mother who are still in contact with him, other people, unless they are servant girls who must come to serve him, generally avoid him.

The eldest young master of the Lengjiabao is a sick child. I heard that his health is not good after being born out of his mother's womb, and he may be contagious. This is something that everyone in Nancheng is spreading.

Even a three-year-old child knows that the word Leng Qianxun means that he is sick and weak, and that it is best to stay away from someone who meets.

Everyone in the private school is laughing at Leng Qianli, laughing at him for being a dwarf, and laughing at his sick elder brother who can't go out like a big girl.

Children don't choose what to say, and they can say what they say is fun.

Leng Qianli hated others talking about his brother, children's arguments, other than quarreling or beating others.

Therefore, his clothes are clean when he goes out almost every day, and tattered when he comes home.

The twins' relationship is always inexplicably close, Luo Xiaoxiao can't stop anything, gossip always makes people feel more authentic and credible the more you stop it.

Therefore, every time she changed Leng Qianli's clothes and wiped her wounds, she could only remain silent with red eyes.

"Mother, why do they all bully my brother? Obviously, my brother is such a good person." When Leng Qianli was ten years old, he had grown a lot taller than before, although he still looked thinner compared to his peers. , but the ability to fight is getting stronger and stronger, and the wounds on his body are not as many as before.

Luo Xiaoxiao silently helped him with the medicine, and didn't answer him, because in her opinion, even if the ten-year-old child explained to him, he might not understand it.

Leng Qianli quietly waited for Luo Xiaoxiao to take the medicine, changed her clothes and ran to find Leng Qianxun.

When he went, Leng Qianxun was raising his hand to take the medicine cup handed over by a maid. Perhaps his fingers touched it slightly, but the maid let go of her hand in fright and turned around to run away.

"Crack!" The medicine cup fell to the ground, and the pitch-black soup splashed everywhere.

Seeing that the medicine cup was hit, the maid hurriedly apologized, and immediately turned around and knelt down to pick up the pieces of the medicine cup.

Leng Qianxun looked down at the maid hurriedly picking up the pieces, raised her hand, looked at her fingertips, and smiled helplessly beyond his age.

"Actually, it's not contagious..."

"Brother." He ran to Leng Qianxun and opened his mouth to say something.

"A Li, you're injured." Leng Qianxun saw the medicine-applied bag on Leng Qianli's forehead, and a bit of distress flashed in his eyes, "Don't fight again next time."

"Brother, when I grow up, I will definitely find a doctor to cure you." After all, Leng Qianli is only a ten-year-old child, smart but naive.

"Well, then brother, let's wait for Ah Li to grow up."

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He said, let his brother wait for him to grow up.

But in fact, when they were 12 years old, his elder brother was doomed not to be able to accompany him to see Luohua.

After that, his memory got worse and worse, and when he saw his brother again, he was already a different person.

"A Li, now, there are only two of us left."

Against the background of the fire, the blood all over the place brought some glaring pain.

The elder brother's smile was still gentle, and the sea blue eyes that were originally shining with gentleness turned into a purple color for some reason.

He sat on the ground, next to his mother's body.

The dagger in my brother's hand was still dripping with blood.He raised his eyes, looked at the gentle but cruel man who smiled before him, looked at his clean white robes, looked at his face that was exactly the same as his own, just like he used to do when he was a child Like that, he reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

"Brother..." he called him, with an unbelievable tremor in his voice.

"A Li, from now on, you are me, and I am you. In this world, I am the only one who can treat you well..."

His shadow was reflected in his brother's eyes, and hands mixed with mother's and father's blood gently covered his face.

My brother's fingers were cold, but the temperature in his arms was the same as before.

Brother, why did you kill your parents?

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All the things after that were replayed before his eyes one after another like a revolving lantern.

Including the fact that his brother is getting colder and colder towards him.

When going to the market, my brother will no longer hold his hand and tell him to be careful of the cars and horses going back and forth like when he rarely went out together when he was a child.

However, seeing him looking at the little general sugar figurine, he would still buy it for him and hand it to him.

That kind of little sugar figure can only be found in Mufeng's Nancheng. The colorful military uniforms and the puppet made of Mufeng's founding general are lifelike, with various poses.

Afterwards, even though his elder brother became more and more indifferent to him, whenever he went out, he would bring him sugar figures when he came back, but his elder brother didn't know why, but insisted on it all the time.

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There is a very beautiful scenic spot in the Dark Cliff. He remembered that once, he fell asleep looking at the moon there, in a mist, as if someone carried him back to his own room.

Although the next day when he went to ask his brother if he brought him back, his brother indifferently denied it, but he remembered the scent of blood crabapple flowers on his brother's clothes.

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"Yes, I hate him." In Qianchen Villa, at the moment when he was in a daze, his brother hugged him, his voice was cold, but the strength was very gentle.

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"A Li, my favorite A Li..."

"From now on, I am no longer you, and you are no longer me..."

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All the memories, good and bad, are played out in front of your eyes one after another.

From beginning to end, from bright to dark, from day to night.

The blood in those dreams turned into a cold gray, sealed in the deepest part of memory...

Gradually, from clarity to nothingness.

Feeling some bumps under the body, everything disappeared at this moment and returned to darkness.

Li Shang opened his eyes and met the fox's eyes.

Sunlight came in from the car window and fell into his eyes, illuminating the darkness in the dream.

"Are you awake?" The fox helped him up, and handed him a cup of tea from the table beside him.

He sat up, took the cup, lowered his eyes to look at the slightly shaking tea in the cup.

The water swayed slightly, blurring his face.

He looked at the reflection in the water and could no longer remember the dream he had just had.It's like forgetting a very important thing, and I feel a little empty for no reason.

"Sugar buyer, sugar buyer." Outside the slightly rolled up curtain of the car, a hawker selling sugar sellers passed by.

The colorful military uniforms and the vivid sugar figurines shone strangely in the sunlight.

Li Shang frowned, turned and looked out the window.

The fox seemed to have noticed something, ordered the driver to stop the car, and called Mo Ying who seemed a little different from usual.

Mo Ying was ordered to buy the sugar figurine and came back, because the carriage stopped, and after taking the sugar figurine, Li Shang could still hear the hearty voice of the sugar vendor not far away chatting with the buyer.

"Isn't this sugar man unique to Nancheng?"

"Hey, I'm going back to my mother's house with my daughter-in-law. Her old mother is seriously ill, and I can't help much. I just sold sugar to raise money for my mother-in-law to get medicine and see a doctor. I did my best."

The colorful military uniforms and lifelike dolls are shining in the sun, and the slender bamboo sticks protrude from the general's robe, which is convenient for holding.

The wheels began to roll, and the voice of the peddler not far away was getting farther and farther away.

Li Shang lowered his eyes, looking at the sugar figurine in his hand, he felt some moisture in the corners of his eyes inexplicably.

Raising his fingers to gently stroke the corners of his eyes, he put his fingers in front of his eyes, looking at the tears in his hands, a bit of doubt suddenly flashed in Li Shang's icy blue eyes...

Why, are you sad?

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