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The weather was clear during the day, but suddenly it rained at night.

After the lightning and thunder, the rain fell, crashing, hitting the roof tiles, the yard, and the trees in front of and behind the house. In the world, in the whole world, only this scene was left rain.

Although it rained, the thunder and lightning continued.

Min Xiang carried Xiao Ru'er into his room to sleep, and Min Changqing looked at him on the bed, "Brother!"

Min Xiang turned his head and said lightly, "I have already driven him away, and he will leave."

Min Changqing frowned, his eyes were gloomy, and he didn't feel a little better because of his words.

Min Xiang had already left Min Changqing's room, Xiao Ru'er leaned in his arms, calling him Nuo Nuo, "Daddy."

Min Xiang said softly, "It's okay, the thunder will stop soon, go to bed obediently."

Xia Changzheng was still guarding the gate of the main house. The wind lamp under the eaves was shaking in the wind, the light was dim, and another lightning flashed, like fireworks, illuminating the entire courtyard in an instant.

He saw Rong Jian standing under the eaves. He was about to walk down the stairs, and the rain was pouring on him.

For a moment, Min Xiang's heart felt like being cut by a knife. His true love, the person who was willing to live and die for him before, is about to leave like this.

Min Xiang couldn't take a step into the bedroom for a while, and the wind with rain and moisture blew in, and both he and Xiao Ru'er felt cold.

Xia Changzheng bowed to Min Xiang, "My lord, go in, the humble officer will turn off your lights. We are leaving, please take care."

Seeing that he was about to close the door, Min Xiang couldn't help saying, "It's raining, bring an umbrella."

Xia Changzheng paused, Min Xiang entered the next room, and Xiao Ru'er leaned in his arms. He asked Xiao Ru'er to pick up the oil-paper umbrella hanging on the wall inside, walked to the door again, and said, "Take an umbrella." .”

Xiao Ru'er obediently gave Xia Changzheng the umbrella.

Xia Changzheng's eyes were dark. He had actually heard that King Qi and the youngest son of the Wu family got very close many years ago.

Among Rong Jian's personal guards, he was probably the only one who guessed that Min Xiang was the youngest son of the Wu family because he knew more information.

Over the years, Xia Changzheng, as Rong Jian's personal guard, naturally knew that the prince had someone in his heart, and knew that he had never been really happy because of this person.

Xia Changzheng took the umbrella, saluted Min Xiang again, and said, "My lord, take your leave."

He pulled the door over, and Min Xiang saw Rong Jian standing there without looking back through the crack of the door.

The door was pulled to death, and Min Xiang dropped the latch. He couldn't hear the footsteps of everyone leaving outside at all, only heard the rain falling from the sky, falling, rattling.

Xia Changzheng and the others left, Ah Shun was released from his acupoints, and he was told to close the gate of the courtyard. A group of people, Rong Jian got into the carriage, and the guards all rode horses and galloped away in the rain.

Ah Shun was terrified, thinking that this group of people were like ghosts in the night.

Min Xiang hugged Xiao Ru'er and went to bed. Xiao Ru'er couldn't fall asleep because of the thunder. How could Min Xiang sleep again? There was only the light of the dimmed candle lamp in the room. In his arms, he said weakly, "Daddy, is Uncle Jiang gone? It's raining, they're gone..."

Min Xiang touched his cheek, "Well, let's go."

Xiao Ru'er said softly, "Daddy, are you sad?"

Min Xiang was stunned for a moment, and only made a little sound from his nose, "Mmm."

Xiao Ru'er also touched his father's cheek and said, "Don't be sad, Daddy, I love you dearly."

Min Xiang was amused by him, and tears flashed in his eyes, "I know, Xiao Ru'er loves Daddy the most."

Xiao Ru'er hugged Min Xiang's arm, and there was another rumbling thunder outside, Xiao Ru'er trembled and hid in Min Xiang's arms.

Min Xiang had no sleep all night. In this spring rain, there was no more lightning and thunder in the morning, and only light rain remained.

Open the door, the weather outside is not too gloomy, the rain has not stopped, the spring rain is as moist as oil, and the sky and the earth are wet.

The trees in the yard are also nourished and vigorous.

It's spring, and everything is going to be fine.

During breakfast, the dinner table was very silent. After the meal, Min Xiang asked Min Changqing, "Are you going to teach piano this afternoon?"

Min Changqing nodded, "Well, I'm going."

Min Xiang said, "Put on more clothes and take that bigger umbrella. Does Qin want me to carry you there?"

Min Changqing said, "No, I will carry it by myself."

Aunt Gu was trembling about the visit of King Qi last night. Since she saw Min Xiang in the morning, she hesitated to speak. Later, when Min Xiang asked Xiao Ru'er to practice calligraphy, she found Aunt Gu and said, "It's okay, he has already left gone."

It is her peace of mind.

But Mrs. Gu didn't let go of her worries because of his words, just like Min Changqing, she just stopped asking.

Min Xiang wanted to go out for a walk, he was so bored, he actually couldn't forget Rong Jian, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to forget it in this life, but he could bear it, and never saw Rong Jian again. .

Min Xiang asked Mrs. Gu if she needed anything, and he was going to get a pot of wine and come back.

Aunt Gu hesitated to speak, and wanted him not to drink alcohol, which is bad for health, but looking at Min Xiang's face as if nothing had happened, she knew that in his heart, he was probably worse than anyone else, so she said, "No It's caramel, the young master passes by the entrance of the sugar shop, buy some caramel, and make sesame paste for Xiao Ru'er, he won't eat if it's not sweet."

Min Xiang nodded, changed into high-tooth clogs, propped up a white-ground plum-blossom oil-paper umbrella he painted himself, and walked slowly into the rain.

He was dressed in a green shirt, with a waist that was tied with a belt, and the wind blew his sleeves and hem, as if he was about to become a fairy.

Walking out of the courtyard gate, the peach tree outside, the peach blossom was drenched by the overnight rain, the petals fell to the ground, even if no one stepped on it, it was stained with mud, and the flowers still on the tree were not as gorgeous as before, a little wilted .

He was walking on the slate road. The street was washed by rain all night, and the slate was wet. As he walked forward step by step, he aroused countless people's gazes along the way.

He saw umbrellas in the rain like flowers blooming between the sky and the earth. Pedestrians were in a hurry or in a hurry, and everyone walked their own way and lived their own lives.

All those who open their doors for business on the street are doing business, and there are even barefoot vendors carrying burdens who are still selling.

That's all there is to life.

Forget it, don't think about Rong Jian anymore.

Min Xiang thought, first went to the sugar shop, bought a pack of caramel, and then bought a pack of peanut crisps, wrapped in oil paper and tied with a rope, he paid the money and carried it in his hand, and walked away, the proprietress was still there Look at his back.

He went to buy wine again, and asked for two catties. Changqing doesn't drink, and two catties of wine can be enough for him to get drunk. It's good to be drunk. After a night of sleep, everything can go back to normal when he wakes up.

Min Xiang went home with the wine, but at a street corner, a man walked up to him and said, "Xiangxiang, I can't let go."

Min Xiang froze on the spot, watching Rong Jian holding an umbrella, staring at him deeply, Rong Jian must have been up all night, looking haggard.

This rain enveloped the two of them, and it seemed that there were only two of them left in the world.

Rong Jian said, "Xiangxiang, I can't let go."

Min Xiang stood still and couldn't move. After a while, he didn't say a word until he found that every pedestrian passing by was looking at the two of them.

Rong Jian followed behind him and said, "I can't let go, I let you go, what is left of me. I have nothing left, you know, you have been my everything from before, you understand, I can't let go , like you can't let go."

Min Xiang's footsteps became faster, and he didn't want to listen to Rong Jian's words, but how could he escape Rong Jian? Rong Jian kept walking by his side and said, "If you want, I will let the emperor rehabilitate the Wu family and let Wu The home is rejuvenated."

After he said this, Min Xiang suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at him, and said, "After experiencing prosperity and wealth, experiencing starvation, and experiencing family ruin, do you think I still care about letting the Wu family Do you want to revitalize this kind of thing? Nothing in this world can stand the time, not to mention the collapse of the Wu family, after a hundred years, 200 years, your Rong family's foundation will still wither. So why let the Wu family be rehabilitated? , Why revitalize the Wu family, my father just wants me to live a good life. In this world, nothing will change, so there is nothing you can't let go, you can let go of everything when you go back. "

Rong Jian didn't leave, "No matter what you say, I won't leave."

Min Xiang glared at him angrily, then walked away quickly, Rong Jian followed him all the way to the door of Min's house, Min Xiang wanted to close the courtyard door and shut him out, but Rong Jian didn't insist, just Said, "I'm not going."

He was like the kid back then. He kept practicing arrows in the rain, his hands were bloody, but he still didn't stop. Wu Xiang went to pull him away, "Is there an arrow technique that can be practiced in a day in this world?"

Rong Jian answered him very stubbornly, "I won't go."

He is like this, dead-headed and stubborn, so he always suffers a lot.

Wu Xiang closed the door and stayed in the courtyard for a long time before slowly walking into the inner courtyard and telling people, "Don't open the courtyard door."

Even so, he still opened the courtyard door in the end.

He was fidgeting in the inner courtyard, and when it was time for lunch, he asked Guizi to go to the courtyard gate to look outside through the crack of the door, Guizi replied, "That young master is still outside, not moving."

Min Changqing was going to teach piano at the salt merchant's house in the town, so Min Xiang had to come and open the door, Rong Jian was still standing outside, Min Xiang knew he could stand well, when Rong Jian was married by the emperor before, he was too uncomfortable , burned everything that Rong Jian gave him, including the jade pendant, which was smashed. Wu Xiang usually looks gentle and peaceful, but he can do anything when he gets angry. After sending these ashes to Rong Jian, Rong Jian stood at the back door of Wu's house for two days, and finally everyone in Wu's family knew about it, and Wu Xiang had to go out and make peace with him.

Therefore, Min Xiang now knows that standing for a while is nothing to Rong Jian, but he still loves him in his heart.

He opened the door, but ignored Rong Jian. The rain had stopped. He sent Min Changqing, who was hesitant to speak, away to teach the piano. Bitter meat tricks are used here."

The author has something to say: If I say this is a story about how a stalking little Gong gets to the top, will everyone despise him>