sunset fever

Whether the rain is thin or the mirror lake falls

Thinking of who the wind is blowing the flowers

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Xiao Tanqing and Yan You's child was born after Lidong. At that time, Fushan's autumn loomed, and Yan Xiu helped the little girl to name it Kongqing.

His original words were: "Kongqing is used as medicine, which can brighten the eyes, sharpen the nine orifices, and connect the blood. May she be a person who can see clearly, listen, and understand."

In a blink of an eye, more than a month has passed, Xiao Tanqing gave birth a few days ago, she has not changed much, she just became a wife, naturally she is not as thin as when she was a maid, her face and hands are white and moist, and she eats the kitchen all day Prepared meals and took good care of the children with the nanny.

It was raining that night, Kong Qing slept with the nanny, Xiao Tanqing waited for a long time, but Yan You didn't come back, she lay on her side on the bed, and fell asleep unconsciously.

The sound of rain hits the ears, slowly washing everywhere, but it can temporarily isolate people from everything.

After a while, the door rang, and the person who came in had a damp air, and he asked, "Has Kong Qing been carried over?"

Xiao Tanqing was wearing a moon-white silk nightgown. She lay facing the wall and covered the quilt better. She replied, "Kongqing is not crying today. I think she is good, so I hugged her. You have a good rest. I will give you a good rest." Too."

"I went to buy medicinal materials near Jinghu Lake, and I met a cosmetics seller. I heard they said it was good, so I brought it for you."

Listening to his voice, Xiao Tanqing wanted to answer, but she was so sleepy that she lost consciousness, so she closed her eyelids and yawned, and said, "Just put it, I'll read it tomorrow."

The candlelight flickered, Yan You took off his clothes, he always slept on the couch beside him these days, Xiao Tanqing's clothes were still on the couch, a pile of soft and fragrant.

Xiao Tanqing thought that Yan You was asleep, so she naturally wanted to fall into the dream without any burden. She took a few breaths, and suddenly, she was hugged by the man behind him, the candle was still on, and the man's breath poured into the neckline.

This time, Xiao Tanqing was completely awake. She opened her eyes wide, and Ren Yanyou hugged herself tightly. After a long while, she said, "I thought you were going to sleep."

"I know you don't like me," Yan You said, "I don't like you anyway, it's even."

Xiao Tanqing grabbed the quilt with one hand, her eyes were wide open, she looked at the halo of candlelight in the bed, her vision was distracted, she panicked and cautiously said, "Don't think so."

"Don't think so, Second Young Master." She couldn't see Yan You's face, and said, "Kong Qing, she is very cute. I don't think I have lost anything by marrying you. On the contrary, I have never dared to think about it now. life."

Xiao Tanqing closed her eyes, turned over, put one hand on Yan You's shoulder, and curled up in his arms.

Said: "You don't need to like me, don't make it difficult for you, I am not a young lady who has studied, it is right not to like me."

Unable to tell the truth, Xiao Tanqing felt a pain in his heart. Yan You is a different person from Yan Xiu. He has a more aggressive mind and is more reckless. He used to be very cold and irritable, but now, he can completely control this A family matter, able to arrange the housework, and take care of her and Kongqing.

Xiao Tanqing suddenly opened his eyes and met Yan You's gaze. The man in front of him was the father of her child.

"Second Young Master," Xiao Tanqing looked at his eyes and nose, and said softly, "Husband."

She grew up in restraint, so she shouldn't be able to do any embarrassing gestures. Her cheeks were flushed, and even the corners of her eyes were red, and she kissed him proactively for the first time.

Perhaps it was really a kind of liking, because only liking is like this. Xiao Tanqing turned into soft mud, she was embraced by Yan You, bit by bit his lips, and then the bed curtain was torn off.

The rain became more and more urgent, from gentle to violent, beating the hard bricks, tiles and slabs outside, weaving a noisy net.

It was raining all night. On the second day, Yan Xiu took an umbrella and went to Nanpu Hall. On the street, he saw a stall selling ox horn and leaf cards. He stopped and picked for a long time. After hesitating, he still bought a pair.

"I also bought a pair when I was in Yangjing." With a smile in his eyes, he said to the boss while paying.

The rain was still fast, and the smell of earth was everywhere. Yan Xiu was dressed in dark blue, which was light and simple. The umbrella was made of oiled paper with two white cranes painted on it.

People in the rain, there is an illusion of ups and downs at any time.

The guys got up early, and Du Yinkang, who was attending the clinic, came from the courtyard with a teapot. He sat down and greeted Yan Xiu.

"Doctor Du, you always take my pulse." Yan Xiu sat down, put his wrist on the table, and begged.

Fushan is a water town, and the rain always makes it softer and more beautiful. If you are in Yangjing, you can’t feel this kind of feeling, and there is wind on weekdays.

The two of them sat down firmly, and before they could exchange a word, suddenly, there was a lot of noise in the shop outside, and a loud voice called: "Excuse me, is there a doctor in the shop? I found a hurrying man at the street corner, and he was about to die." up!"

The clerk came in immediately, and after a few words from the visitor, Yan Xiu stood up without thinking about it, and said, "I'll go and have a look."

Even, anxious that he would not be able to open his umbrella in time, Yan Xiu casually grabbed the medicine bottle on the shelf, and followed the vendor who reported the news out.

The rain seemed to be poured down, and there was a sticky gray-white in front of people's eyes. Several flower umbrellas of various colors were spread out on the street. Yan Xiu walked among them. He stood outside a crowd of onlookers at the street corner, and the vendor shouted: "The doctor is here, hurry up and disperse!"

Yan Xiu went in through the narrow gap made by the crowd. His whole body was soaked, so he felt a little chilly.There were still fine sand and gravel on the road, and the person lying down had a pale complexion, with wet hair sticking to his face.

He was wearing a gray robe stained with mud, like a leaf in the late autumn rain.

The old man came from an unknown place and suffered big and small injuries; Yan Xiu knelt down on his knees, he seemed to have entered a new dream, he greeted everything that came suddenly, trembling, stuffed the pill into Chen Bizhen's chest mouth.

The rain washed away the tears that almost covered Yan Xiu's face. He stretched out his hand to wipe the mud mark on Chen Butian's cheek. Now that he looked carefully, he could be sure.

The rain didn't stop until just before lunch.

Chen Bichen's health was fine, but there were not a few injuries. It's hard to imagine what dangers he encountered along the way, and after a while, Yan Xiu personally applied medicine for him.

The man was lying in the dormitory in the backyard of Nanpu Hall.

On a cloudy day, I had to light a candle, and the soup was bubbling on the small stove. The fish I had just pointed out to the clerk and caught early in the morning.

Chen Bizhen slowly opened his eyes, he looked directly at the top of the bed, as if he wanted to say something, then he turned his head and saw clearly the people and furnishings in the room.

"What do you want?" Yan Xiu asked him.

Chen Bizhen shook his head.

Yan Xiu knelt down and grasped one of Chen Bizhen's hands tightly. His head was resting on Chen Bizhen's quilt, and he was about to cry, so he could only speak in a breathy voice: "I thought you were dead, not here anymore."

Chen Bizhen coughed, and he exerted all his strength to break free from Yan Xiu's grasp. Suddenly he got up, stroked his chest, and said, "You just died. I'm here to find someone. The person I'm looking for... "

"I don't know the name of the person I'm looking for." He added.

Yan Xiu got up and sat on the edge of the bed, he asked: "Do you recognize me?"

"I don't know," Chen Bizhen opened his eyes and looked at it. Then, he began to ponder, and then changed his words, and replied, "I seem to have seen it."

Seeing some emptiness in Chen Bizhen's eyes, Yan Xiu finally didn't feel that Chen Bizhen made up naughty words to scare him, and asked again: "Does the Imperial Medical Office know? I used to be there."

Chen Bizhen shook his head blankly.

He was wearing the pajamas worn by Yan Xiu, he was thin, not as white and tender as before, but still handsome, with black eyes rolling back and forth, he came over cautiously and grabbed Yan Xiu's hand.

Say, "Don't be so angry, maybe I did see you, but I can't remember."

Yan Han tearfully touched his cheek, then stroked his hair, and said, "It's okay, you take a shower later, and I'll ask someone to buy you something to eat."

They ate shrimp dumplings, water chestnut cakes, dried meat, thin wonton noodles; there were also roast duck, beef, and fried chicken bought from restaurants... After Chen Bizhen took a bath, his hair was only half dry. He suddenly stood up and stuffed a piece of beef into Yan Xiu's mouth.

Said: "I seem to be looking for you, but I don't know why I am looking for you."

Losing his quick wit, Chen Bizhen became more like a child, his mouth curled up, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Yan Xiu approached, and the two stood facing each other, asking, "How did you find it?"

"My embroidered pouch is here. The boss told me that it is Fushan's embroidery method, so I know it is Fushan." After he finished speaking, he turned around and hurriedly searched for the embroidered pouch.

He also said: "When I hear Fushan, I feel familiar."

Yan Xiu grabbed Chen Bizhen's hand, led him to the window, and said, "It's wet, let it hang here, and bring it for you when it dries."

"Is this Fushan?" Chen Bizhen asked.

"It's Fushan."

"Is it really Fushan?"

"Of course." Yan Xiu covered his collar, and then went to play with his black hair that was completely covered; Yan Xiu hugged Chen Bizhen, and buried his face on his shoulder.

Say three difficult words: "I miss you."

Today, when Yan Xiu met Yan You, Yan You suddenly smiled and asked, "Who is that?"

"a friend."

"Is it Chen Bizhen...Chen Liuyuan?"

The cloudy sky is the most suitable atmosphere for this moment. There were flames beating in Yan You's eyes. He pretended not to care, and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if you don't say anything."

The angry martial arts practitioner had a cold light in his eyes, Yan Xiu looked at Yan You from a distance, lowered his voice, and said, "You'd better not touch him."

The old hatred surfaced, Yan You gritted her teeth.

The two brothers brushed shoulders and walked away.

At the dinner table, Chen Bizhen had put on his new clothes early on. When he was busy picking up vegetables, Yan Xiucai said to Yan You and Xiao Tanqing, "This is Mr. Chen. He is homeless. He is staying here temporarily."

"Brother, why do you have this friend?" Yan You asked.

Xiao Tanqing didn't understand what was going on, and she served soup for Chen Bizhen, saying: "Young Master Chen, don't be cautious, just like at home, if there is anything missing, just let me know."

Chen Bizhen thanked him gently.

Yan Xiu ignored Yan You's provocation, he ate the vegetable leaves that Chen Bizhen picked up, and said to him, "Sleep with me at night."

"Okay." Chen Bizhen, who was full of food, replied happily.

The meal was unusual and unusual, and Xiao Tanqing felt the atmosphere was more and more strange, but he didn't have anything to ask. After the meal was over, Yan Xiu took Chen Bizhen for a walk around the house to get acquainted with the way.

The two lay together at night, Chen Bizhen was wearing light gray pajamas, he slept on his side with his head propped up, and said, "Today's meal is really delicious."

Yan Xiu asked him softly, "You've been traveling for so long, are you always hungry?"

"No," Chen Bizhen shook his head, but tears were about to flow from his eyes, he nodded slowly again, and said, "Sometimes it's dark, and you have to spend the night in the mountains. At this time, you don't have anything to eat. Sometimes you spend the night in the city, I'll eat more... because I always find the wrong way, so..."

Chen Bichen's eye circles were red, he looked at Yan Xiu, and suddenly buried his face in the mattress, the roots of his ears were also red.

People go through an illness and live a simple and foolish life.

Yan Xiu caressed the back of his neck and said, "I won't run around anymore, don't worry."

Later, she coaxed Chen Bizhen to lie down again, and Yan Xiu fell asleep on his side, looking at his steep nose bridge, his eyes with thick eyelashes, and his pink and full mouth.

Unable to hold back, Yan Xiu kissed Chen Bichen's cheek.

Chen Bizhen seemed a little panicked, he glared at Yan Xiu, and asked, "Why are you kissing me?"

Yan Xiu said, "I only kiss you if I like you."

Yan Xiu closed his eyes, and finally hugged the person beside him. The two were in a silk quilt, their warm bodies pressed against each other, everything was real.

Yesterday and now are Yan Xiu's two worlds.

"I will definitely cure you," he said again.

Chen Bizhen was a little at a loss, grabbed the quilt with his hands, and said, "I'm going to be out of breath, you're hugging too... too hard."

"Is the road difficult?"

"Have you been arrested by them?"

"You... miss me too?"

Tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and the bridge of his nose was wet. Yan Xiu felt drowsy for a while, which was probably used to make up for insomnia. He felt that maybe it was a real dream now.

Chen Bizhen was raising his hand, awkwardly wiping away Yan Xiu's tears.

If it was a real dream, Yan Xiu would never wake up.

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