Yumenglou

Fa can not speak out.Since you feel so good, then I will try my best to forget these things I shouldn't know.

But don't act like this...

No matter how much I think about it, I hesitate to speak.In the end, it can only make yourself more irritable.Thinking of this, Chiyo couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

It seems that as soon as spring passes, most of Qian Hui's heart disease will be cured.The Chie that Chiyo is familiar with is back: she still speaks gentle words with a beautiful smile every day, or plays and jokes with children and young maids, and most of the time she is with Chiyo, learning from thrushes and maids. red.Sitting in front of the window under the bright sunshine, Chiyo slowly combed Chie's hair.The long water-colored hair was as long as her knees, but it was soft and smooth, flowing with a charming brilliance.With a happy expression on her face, Qian Hui looked at the eyebrows that her sister had just painted in the mirror. The 15-year-old Qianhui is even more beautiful. A year ago, her face was slightly childish, but now she has a real feminine atmosphere.His gestures showed that he was less clumsy and immature, and gradually appeared demure and elegant.Chiyo put down the comb, looked down at her sister in the mirror, and herself beside her - both of them had bright and beautiful smiles on their faces.Just at this moment, I am already very happy.Chiyo suddenly thought of it, and the expression on his face suddenly eased.

"Sister is so beautiful." Qianhui said softly, looking at Chiyo's face in the mirror with her head resting on her shoulder.

indeed so. The 17-year-old Chiyo originally had a nearly perfect cheek, and now it is even more dazzlingly beautiful.Especially at this time, with an endless gentle smile on her face, even the air seemed to become warmer.

"If mom sees us living happily together now, she will surely smile too." Qian Hui said looking at the similar smile in the mirror.

"It will." Chiyo replied softly.Yeah, whoever sees us thinks we're—happy?

My happiness is when you get happiness.

Sometimes Chiyo thinks this way, but sometimes he can't convince himself.I don't know how I heard this sentence, but when I think about it recently, it seems to have its truth.

Even if your happiness has nothing to do with me.Chiyo thought helplessly, and let out a bitter chuckle.No matter who said this sentence, I'm afraid they didn't think about it.

But to be honest, even if I think about it, I also hope you are happy.

Maybe it's good to just let her go...but it's a little uncomfortable.Chiyo said silently to herself.

But ah, why can't I imagine that scene, let a strange man take her away from me?

...If that's the case, then I must have an ugly smile on my face.Chiyo shook her head, curling the corners of her mouth bitterly.

Sure enough, I still cry, okay... By the way, I'm actually thinking about this!Chiyo suddenly felt quite incredible.

However, it seems that I can't imagine myself crying and tying Qianhui to prevent her from leaving.What a selfish fool that was.Can I do it if she wants to?

...but wouldn't I be an even bigger idiot for handing Qianhui over to a jerk man!Sure enough, it still doesn't work.

Chiyo's head hurt from thinking about it, and finally had to give up.That guy was never going to come, I already knew that.Sure enough, it's better to tell her clearly earlier.Chiyo couldn't help but sighed.

Recently, this kind of thought began to appear in Chiyo's mind again and again.Because—Qianhui began to wait again.

It's April of the year again.

The chariots, horses and crowds in Liutiao City flooded like clouds, like butterflies looking for the flowers in spring, and the same goes for the flowers at night.For Chiyo, spring means endless busyness, banquets from morning to night, and her sister's "spring sleepiness" disease.But to be honest, Chiyo, who was too busy, didn't pay attention to these guests who came and went in a hurry.Compared with Qianhui, I'm not so much busy as I am numb.Chiyo smiled self-deprecatingly.

Originally, I didn't want to ask any more about that matter.Don't even want to think about it.

But after I don't know how many times she found Qianhui secretly peeping in from outside the door when she was hosting a large banquet, Chiyo finally couldn't bear the disappointment and irritability on Qianhui's face that could not be concealed.If in the past, I would definitely be frightened by such thoughts that I actually have, but now I am really anxious.Who is Qianhui waiting for?I haven't even seen the man's face, and I don't know his name. I only know that he is a samurai from the Kanda family in Kyoto. How can I find it!Chiyo blamed her sister again in her heart.But I can't ask anything.

But I couldn't make up my mind to put that idea into practice anyway.

The way you wait is probably not what you call happiness.Nevertheless, if I give up your hope, what will happen to you?Will you hate me for loving him?

Even if I actually love you ten times, a hundred times more than him?

That is absolutely, impossible...Because I love you so much, I have been deceiving myself like a fool all this time.So, now too.

As long as it is your wish, please make it a reality.Chiyo made a wish.

However, no matter how beautiful the wish is, it will wither naturally like the cherry blossoms at the end of the flowering season after spring.At the same time, Qianhui's thoughts also withered.But this is a good point, Qian Hui seems not to be so dazed anymore.Qianhui in mid-May.Already able to smile freely.When Gezi casually made jokes about guests in Kyoto, she could also laugh along with the crowd around her.

I'm afraid he is better at hiding himself when he grows up.Chiyo looked at Qianhui who seemed to be forced to smile no matter what, and suddenly thought of it.Maybe I finally saw it clearly and decided to forget it?

That's a good thing no matter what you think about it...

It was another summer afternoon, amidst the sound of cicadas, Chiyo leaned groggyly on a recliner and took a nap.When he was slowly falling asleep, he suddenly saw a shadow on the balcony, leaning against the railing and looking down, the golden hair ornament on his head was shining in the sun.who is this?

Chiyo shook her fan and walked towards the balcony, only to see Qianhui staring at the figures under the cherry tree, there seemed to be a few young maids squatting behind the hill. "Qianhui, what are you doing—"

"Shh~" Qian Hui turned her head and gestured, "I'm listening."

The puzzled Chiyo also sat down and listened carefully.Amidst the noisy cicadas, there was a crisp laughter.A thin voice came into the ears of the two:

"Look, this is a ghost lantern." A girl said.

"I have sisters," said another.

"This is the couple orchid." The third voice said, "Look, it's the Bingdi flower!"

"Ah, this is oiran grass! I have it!" one of the youngest children shouted happily.

"She is clearly a maid, how can she be an oiran!" said a companion, and the girls burst into laughter. "That is Yueyuehong!"

"Ah, but my sister said last time..." the youngest girl blushed and argued.

Trying to listen to the voice coming from below, Chiyo didn't know when a smile appeared on his face.It turned out to be fighting grass.Listening to the naive voice that day, Chiyo couldn't help but think of the scene when he and his sister were fighting grass in their yard when they were young.At that time, my father had not left home, and my mother taught them the names of various flowers and plants.

"So, this is the sister flower." Mother raised the flower branch in her hand, "Just like Chiyo and Chie."

"Wow! So who is Qianhui?" Qianhui asked excitedly.

"Beside Chiyo is Chie." The mother replied with a smile, "Where Chiyo is, Chie must be by Chiyo's side, right?"

"Of course." Chiyo laughed when he saw his sister's sudden realization.

How can I still remember it so clearly?Chiyo was secretly amazed.Looking at Chie trying to listen while suppressing a smile, you must still remember that time, Chiyo thought.

"Really, what the child got was Oiran grass. I just don't believe it!" Qian Hui held back a laugh and said softly to Chiyo.

"Because those children don't believe that the child may become an oiran in the future." Chiyo replied with a smile, "Is she born as a maid after all?"

"Hey, what's the matter?" Qianhui looked surprised, "When we were playing Doucao, it was always my sister who had the oiran grass in her hand. I never found it once. Who would have believed that my sister would really know it at that time?" It's the oiran!" Qian Hui couldn't help laughing.

"You still remember that time." Chiyo showed a troubled expression.

"Of course I remember!" Qian Hui said immediately.

"Oh, really, it's not something I can decide..."

So you definitely, should remember our agreement that evening, right?Chiyo held back the question that almost blurted out.I remember it quite clearly.Every time I think about it, that warm feeling fills my chest, as if I can get through anything as long as I have a promise from you.

As if just thinking about it over and over again, I can return to the same world as you and me in the past where there were only the two of us.Instead of being like now, why am I so lonely even though you are close at hand...

I just keep thinking about that day.Remember that promise deeply like a brand.

One afternoon in winter, after helping the proprietress to clean the wing room in the store, Qian Hui sat by the fireplace, looking sideways at the snow outside the window quietly.All I could hear was the whistling wind and snow outside the window and the crackling of the flames inside.My sister was suddenly called to dance at a kiosk in the city at noon, and she hasn't come back until now.Chie imagined the enchanting dance of Chiyo in a gorgeous red dance dress.