Ambush from all sides

When she fainted, Dead Leaf's five senses were blurred, but her mind was very active, even a little outrageously active.He couldn't see or hear, but scenes of the past and the present were spinning in his head.

The person in front of him, this person, whose eyes look like a warm sunset in autumn, for a moment, Dead Leaf doubted his identity.Although he has a bright face, there is no mole under his left eye, and his eyeballs are also black, very deep black.Moreover, this person's eyes are not similar to Zhan Hao's. Although Zhan Hao is also lazy, his eyes are often just calm without much emotion.

If you want to use a metaphor, then Zhan Hao's eyes are like the cold mist rising in the forest in late spring, and the person who rescued him is the tired and long sunset in autumn.

It's not hot enough, but it's warm enough, and sometimes it can reflect the figures of homing birds, and watch them return to their nests safely behind the magnificent sunset.

This kind of eyes made Dead Ye feel very at ease and warm, just like the eyes of his elder brother many years ago.The eldest brother always watched him and Cen Jing fighting on the road like this, they walked from one place of refuge to another place of refuge.Under the gradually sinking sun, three figures, one tall and two short, walked slowly on the gravel road in the field.Dead Leaf remembered that at that time, he angrily chased Cen Jing, who was provoking him, while the elder brother was carrying a burden and looked at them quietly with a smile on his face.

The sunset glow turned his face orange, which made him look good.The eldest brother's eyes were curved, and the eyeballs covered the usual faint green light, turning into pure deep black.

Those dark, beautiful eyes looked at them tenderly with a tired and pampering emotion.

For many years to come, every time Dead Leaf thinks back to the scene of that day, an uncontrollable sadness will appear in her long-stiff heart.The clansmen died, and so did the elder brother... The elder brother once said that unless they are close relatives, no one will be unconditionally nice to others.So, he's been alone ever since.

The person who loved him the most is no longer there, the only person who will never smile at him like that again.

The long memory is like a huge river, submerging him for a long time.When she was alone, Dead Leaf used to look at the galaxy alone in countless quiet nights, but only emptiness flowed in her mind.At this moment he was in a coma, he knew he was in a coma, but he didn't want to wake up.There seemed to be so many things in the world after waking up that he didn't want to face, which made him feel irritable, and made him drown in the river and didn't want to come out.

There was a faint feeling of thirst suppressed in my heart, and there seemed to be some pain in my body.From time to time, the thirsty throat would be poured with a cool liquid and fed some liquid food.Although the dead leaves were in a coma, they swallowed them obediently, because he knew that if he didn't eat these things, he would wake up from starvation sooner or later.

He still didn't want to wake up.

"Master, it's been a day and a night, why hasn't Brother Cen woke up?"

Ji Tang stood worriedly in front of the bed with a medicine bowl in his hand, watching Zhan Hao carefully feed porridge to the dead leaves with a spoon.The dead leaf lay motionless on the bed, gently opened his slightly closed lips and jaw with a spoon, and slowly poured the rotten porridge into it.Zhan Hao looked at him quietly, the eyebrows of the person in front of him frowned slightly, and then that conscious swallowing movement appeared again, slowly swallowing the porridge into his stomach.

"He doesn't want to wake up." Zhan Hao handed the porridge bowl to Ji Tang with his eyes downcast, took the medicine bowl, and gently wiped the dry leaves on his sweaty forehead with the other hand.Hearing Zhan Hao's indifferent tone, Ji Tang felt a little uncomfortable.The young master is worried about Brother Cen, otherwise he would not take care of him at every step, but Brother Cen is like this... the young master is a plain and used person, and if he can force his tone to reveal disappointment and helplessness, I am afraid that he is also worried in his heart At the extreme, it's just a habitual restraint.

Picking up the porridge bowl, Ji Tang sighed softly in his heart, and quietly withdrew.The moment the door was closed, Ji Tang saw that Zhan Hao's fingers were still reluctantly lingering on the face of the dead leaf, and his drooping eyes were like unsteady ripples, slowly flowing along with the lines of scars on the left face of the sleeping person. .

In the evening, the little mandarin ducks who had been having fun outside came back with the cats. One or two, they rubbed their tails on the edge of the door, and then came in with low calls.

Zhan Hao watched as Xiaojiao climbed onto the bed along the legs of the bed in a hurry, "snoringly" got into the thin quilt covered with dead leaves, and curled up into a bulging bun on his chest.The little bun squirmed there for a while, groaned twice, and then rubbed against the dead leaf's neck.Zhan Hao quietly looked at the person and the cat, leaning his head a little tiredly on the carving at the end of the bed, not moving or speaking.Xiaojiao rubbed his ears, which were covered with dead leaves, for a while, and seeing that he still hadn't moved, she stretched out her little paw tremblingly, and patted him lightly on the cheek.

Then, Zhan Hao saw that the eyes of the dead leaves that had been closed tightly blinked for a moment.He straightened up involuntarily, breathed lightly, and kept a close eye on every subtle change on Dead Leaf's face.He saw the dead leaves tighten their brows, blinked their eyelashes a few times, and bit their teeth in discomfort.His fingers exposed outside the thin quilt twitched once, then again...then clenched tightly.

The wound that was scratched on the stone that day was held in his hand hard, as if he felt pain, so Dead Leaf woke up.

Still woke up.

With a faint sigh of annoyance, he opened his eyes wearily, and saw a dazzling orange.

It was the setting sun at this time, the windows and doors of the room were wide open, and the warm sunlight shone in, dyeing all the furniture in a warm color.Dead Leaf opened her eyes motionlessly, looking at the red wall, the red teacup and porcelain saucer, the red door cover and the antique shelf.An orange-yellow white cat was sitting by the pillow, licking its paws quietly.After a while, the cat raised its head and stared at him with strange eyes.

The light of the setting sun reflected on the cat's fur, making it fluffy, warm and soft.The cat stared at him for a moment, then let out a low purr, leaned over, and planted a light kiss on his eye.

This faint touch made Dead Leaf couldn't help curling her lips, and closed her eyes helplessly and connivingly.Zhan Hao was sitting at the end of the bed, watching him quietly, motionless, with a bit of regret on his face, looking at him helplessly and indulgently.He kept silent and restrained his breath until the dead leaves found him.

Seeing him, Dead Leaf seemed to be stunned, a little unbelievable, but also a little stiff and guarded.His originally relaxed face became tense at this moment, and his body remained motionless as if he wanted to stand up, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were fixed on Zhan Hao.

Zhan Hao lightly raised the corners of his mouth, smiled hastily at him, and said in a hoarse voice: "Are you awake, are you hungry?"

Withered Ye didn't speak, but just withdrew her alienated and guarded eyes, and looked at the little mandarin duck snuggling up to her with some resistance.Seeing him like this, the smile on Zhan Hao's face also slowly disappeared, and changed into his usual calm and silent expression.He sat silently, and the dead leaves did not speak, so he did not speak.In the silence, only Xiaojiaoer was turning around on the quilt, and the other three cats were also meowing and trying to climb up.Zhan Hao stretched out his hand and hugged them one by one onto the bed, and put them beside the dead leaves.Qiangqiang leaned down and stared at the scar-faced brother in a daze. After a while, he hesitated and walked slowly to his side, sticking out his small nose and sniffing at the dead leaf's hand.

Withered Ye lowered her head, her eyelashes trembled, and her fingers flicked faintly.Zhan Hao curled the corner of his mouth quietly, and said softly, "Fang Qiu was playing with Min Wei in the yard, and he was arguing to see you yesterday, do you want me to bring him here?"

"Is he okay?" Hearing Fang Qiu, Dead Leaf finally responded.Zhan Hao smiled lightly, narrowed his brows and eyes relaxedly, showing a gentle and indifferent expression: "You protected him very well, the poppy poisonous smoke was a bit strong before, but after drinking two doses of medicine, it is no longer a serious problem .but you..."

As he spoke, Zhan Hao stretched out his hand to take the medicine on the table: "Nian Yuqing gave you Zhegucao, which is a medicine for San Gong that hurts the body. Although the amount is not large, it also hurts the five internal organs."

After hearing this, Dead Leaf couldn't help showing a little sullen look on her face.He bit his lip, and slowly sat up with his hands propped up, his head drooping sullenly, with a look of resentment and annoyance.Zhan Hao gently stirred the bowl of medicine with a spoon, and blew on it from time to time: "As for the medicine that Zhihuan gave you, don't worry too much about it, it's only twice, and it won't become an addiction. I have done acupuncture for you, and you won’t have a strong reaction in the future. But if you still feel uncomfortable, you must endure it, and you will be fine in half a month.”

"I'm not addicted?" Dead Leaf frowned, stared at Zhan Hao sullenly, and asked suspiciously.Zhan Hao smiled at him reassuringly, stretched out his hand to take a spoonful of medicine, leaned over to feed him with the bowl cushion.Seeing his movements, Dead Leaf's body tensed up for a moment, and she quickly dodged back, while showing a guarded look on her face.Seeing him like this, Zhan Hao's eyes darkened for a moment, his hands froze in mid-air, and the atmosphere was suddenly awkward.

"I'll do it myself." With a sullen face, Dead Leaf took the medicine bowl stiffly, raised her head and drank it in one gulp, making her tongue bitter.Zhan Hao saw that his face was distorted due to suffering, and there was no emotion in his eyes, so he just reached out to take the bowl, and at the same time said flatly: "You are not addicted, it's just that you will feel a little uncomfortable in the future. Originally, Zheng Dong was asked to take good care of you. , I didn’t expect them to take advantage of the loophole.”

Having said that, Zhan Hao stood up holding the bowl.He paused, lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking, then slowly raised his head after a while, and showed a tired smile at the dead leaves.

His handsome and gentle face reflected the orange sun that was about to set, and the amber eyeballs seemed to be burning, dazzling extremely, but his smile was so dim, it couldn't coordinate with everything warm around him.Seeing him smiling faintly, Dead Leaf said in a hoarse voice, "Sorry, I didn't find you sooner, and I made you suffer."

Withered Ye stared at him blankly, feeling a little anxious for a moment.I don't know where it came from, but there was an empty echo, hitting the body that was already in pain.When he was trapped by Lin Zhihuan, he felt a little strange about Zhan Hao, blamed him, hated him for his unnecessary actions, but he didn't just rescue himself and Fang Qiu out.There are always so many grievances that make him feel that the person in front of him is extremely annoying, hypocritical and disgusting.But now, seeing him showing such an expression and saying such words, even though he knew that he might be faking it, he still felt...

In front of him, Zhan Hao ended his smile, blinked his eyes affectionately, and slowly looked back.He turned around and walked towards the door without a word.The light and shadow of the setting sun crossed over his green shirt, and he had already reached the edge of the mottled window.Dead Leaf saw that he was about to walk out of the door, at this moment, a certain image suddenly popped up in his mind - those deep black eyes, the warm eyes like the autumn sun.

"Zhan Hao!" He involuntarily called out to Zhan Hao, and leaned forward eagerly.Zhan Hao stood still, turned around with his eyes slightly wide open, his breathing calmed down quietly, there was a little questioning in his eyes, but also a little suppressed joy.Dead Leaf opened her mouth, and was a little dumb for a moment, not knowing what to say about it.There was still some pain in his throat, piercing him, as if reminding him of the torment of thirst in the cave that day.

"I... When I was locked in the cave, I met a person." Dead Leaf looked away stiffly, and hesitantly said what happened that day: "He helped me loosen the iron manacles, so I just He ran out. He looks like you, I thought he was you, but... when he pulled me out of the water, I saw he was wearing black clothes, and there was no mole around his eyes."

"That person probably has something to do with you."

After finishing speaking, the dead leaf leaned against the corner of the bed, pursed her lips in annoyance for a moment - she didn't plan to tell Zhan Hao, but she did anyway.Nested under the quilt and depressed for a long time, Dead Ye frowned, but found that Zhan Hao hadn't moved.When I looked up, I saw that he was already stunned at the door, with a rare dazed expression on his face, and a completely unbelievable shock in his eyes.

"You said he was dressed in black, and he looked very similar to me?" Zhan Hao's voice was the same as usual, but the rhythm was much slower, as if confirming repeatedly, he paused every word.

Dead Leaf thought about it suspiciously, and then realized that something was wrong - if that person really had something to do with Zhan Hao, then in all likelihood, it should be his father.

The blood of the island owner has been passed down from generation to generation, and each generation has an almost identical face.Where does the tear mole under Zhan Hao's left eye come from, Dead Ye doesn't know, maybe it's the only imprint passed on to him by his mother.As for the father, his father, their father, they don't need to be identified, they don't need to remember, even if they have never met each other, they can be identified as soon as they see each other, relying on such a face, which has not changed for thousands of years.

So now Zhan Hao lost all his words in an instant, and his mind was even blank.It occurred to him that his father might still be alive.But after not seeing each other for so many years, he had already given up the idea of ​​meeting each other, and he didn't have much father-son relationship anyway.Zhan Hao once thought that maybe they would meet by chance in the crowd in the future, but it is estimated that when the time comes, the two will just exchange an indifferent look, and then pass by.

However, at this moment, he unexpectedly appeared beside him... and even saved the little fox.

Zhan Hao stared at the dead leaves in a daze, but the picture in front of him could not be converted into information and passed into his mind, he just watched in a daze.After a while, his suppressed breathing slowly recovered, and his eyes turned away erratically.

"Sorry, I'll go out for a while." Zhan Hao said in a low voice, put the medicine bowl on the table in the hall in a daze, supported the table with both hands to calm down for a while, and then walked out quickly.Dead Leaf saw his shadow passing by the window and quickly disappeared behind the wall.

The cicadas on the tree were still screaming, tirelessly.Withered Ye frowned, gloomily stared at Zhan Hao's leaving direction, and said nothing.Moaning and chirping, Xiaojiao climbed up his shoulders along his hands, and squeezed his little head into his loose long hair coquettishly, meowing non-stop.Withered Leaves was silent for a while, then reached out and grabbed her into his arms, crawled into the bed and lay down.Little Jiao'er probably felt hot, so he started scratching non-stop on his clothes after a while.It hurts a little, but the dead leaf still hugs her and doesn't let go, the emotion in her eyes is heavy, she doesn't know what she is thinking.

Zhan Hao's mother's bones were buried under an old peach blossom tree in the southern suburbs of Changzhou Prefecture.When he chose this place, he didn't think too much about it. He just thought that in spring, peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the brilliant flowers can add a little lively atmosphere to his mother's tomb, so that he won't be lonely and lonely.

Zhan Hao rushed to the southern suburbs as fast as he could, and when he landed under the peach blossom tree, the sun hadn't even completely set.

The sunset glow reflected the mother's cold tombstone, and covered the lonely tomb with a thick layer of colorful colors.Panting, Zhan Hao saw that beside the tombstone, someone had planted several sunflowers.The sunflower was very tall, more than a head taller than him, and the flowers that had bloomed were drooping their heads at this moment, and their petals shrunk lazily.

On the side of the tomb, a half-sized osmanthus and plum tree are standing quietly, probably planted two or three months ago.He knew both of those two trees, a golden osmanthus and a water cinnabar.Zhan Hao remembered that his father used to be a counselor of the Chai clan. In the winter snow in the north, he once sighed for the plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River.

He thought one peach blossom was not enough, so he planted sunflowers, sweet-scented osmanthus and plum blossoms to accompany his mother... In this way, all year round, spring, summer, autumn and winter, here are full of colorful flowers.

Looking at the wilting sunflowers, Zhan Hao suddenly thought that his father was almost 59 years old, and he didn't have much time to live.

I was floating all my life, and my life was like flying catkins. My father's life was wasted in that millennium situation, and he didn't even have a good time with his wife.Zhan Hao doesn't know what happened to him after he left his mother, he only knows that for that matter, his parents, including himself... have given up too much and missed too much.

In the sky, the setting sun has already set, and the sunset glow is gradually fading away. Cicadas are screaming loudly, but they are slowly subsiding.The chill of the night rose quietly, enveloping Zhan Hao's body.He stood under the sunflowers, looking at the last ray of clouds in the distance, and suddenly felt an uncontrollable sense of emptiness in his heart.

Summer, the long summer, is finally coming to an end.

After dinner, Fang Qiu followed Ji Tang to the east courtyard.Withered Ye was sitting at the table eating, the little guy ran over with a "thud thud thump", and as soon as he entered the door, he bumped into his leg without saying a word, hugged him tightly with his little hands, bit his lips and kept rubbing against him. move.

Withered Leaf laughed, put down the bowl and chopsticks and hugged him on his lap.Fang Qiu held back her tears with her mouth puffed up, looked at him with an uncomfortable face, and then she snuggled into his arms with a low sob.Ji Tang watched from the side with a smile, and the dead leaf felt a little embarrassed, so she touched the little guy's cheek and said softly: "Don't cry, I'm fine..."

"Fang Qiu misses you. When you're unconscious, he always comes to see you." Ji Tang sat down beside him, and put on a little gown for the little guy, in case he would catch a cold.Withered Ye saw sharply that the little gown was made of velvet cloth that the Zhan family used to, and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, so she asked, "Is Fang Qiu going to live here?"

"Uh..." Ji Tang hesitated a little, and raised his eyes to look at Xiao Fangqiu first.Fang Qiu grabbed the clothes on Dead Ye's chest, tears welled up again, and the choked sobs in his throat intensified.Ji Tang sighed, stretched out his hand to caress Fang Qiu's back, lowered his eyes and said: "Lin Zhihuan has absconded for the crime and is now wanted. Fang Qiu's mother is crazy and was taken back by the Ma family. I thought, Grandpa can Take the grandson back to take care of him, but Master Ma said that Fang Qiu's origin is unknown, and they refused to recognize him, so the young master kept Fang Qiu."

After hearing this, Dead Leaf couldn't help but hug Fang Qiu tighter.Fang Qiu nestled in his arms and cried softly.He grabbed Dead Ye's clothes with all his strength, and his small body was shaking from crying. During the crying, Dead Ye heard him choking and calling "Mother".

"The young master said that Fang Qiu fell in love with him, and it's okay to recognize a godson. If they don't want Fang Qiu, then he will come and ask for it. If he is well-bred, he will be the young master of the Zhan family in the future, and he will not care about being a descendant of the Ma family. "Ji Tang said, but there was no joy in his eyes, and he was still full of melancholy: "Master Ma is going too far. After all, he is a grandson. After taking back his daughter, why don't he think about Fang Qiu? Let them separate their mother and son. , so much is not good..."

"It's okay," Dead Leaves hugged Fang Qiu tightly, a look of determination and determination gradually appeared in his eyes, "Fang Qiu can live well without them." As he said, he reached out to help the little guy wipe away his tears. We leaned against each other and said in a low voice: "Fang Qiu, will you live here from now on? I won't go back and ignore them."

Fang Qiu opened her tearful eyes, bit her lip and looked at him half-grieved and half-bewildered. After a while, she blinked sadly, and tears fell down suddenly.He choked with sobs and nestled into the dead leaf's arms again, his little head rubbed against his chest, his clothes were wet with snot and tears.

Withered Ye hugged Fang Qiu and comforted him for a while, until he saw that his mood was a little calmer, then he raised his face and asked Ji Tang: "Is the Lin family sealed off now?"

"It was copied, and Qiu Shaoqing took people to copy it. Yuehua Tower was also closed for using banned drugs, and those girls and young men were dismissed. This matter is quite violent, and Wei Zhifu has already reported it. Go to the imperial court. I heard that the emperor attaches great importance to this matter, and asked them to thoroughly investigate the Lin family's relationship network, find out other businesses who did not report the knowledge, and severely punish them."

"Really." Withered Leaf lowered her head and thought for a while, thinking of the crazy Lin Zhihuan, she asked again: "That Lin Zhihuan, why did you let him run away? When I was in the cave, I clearly heard him say that he was going to see Zhan Hao, and asked him Didn't Zhan Hao restrain him about some things?"

"Master, he..." Ji Tang glanced at the dead leaves a little evasively, and said in a low voice: "I don't know the situation that day, I heard that all grievances and grievances have been settled, and Sister Chonglian and the others don't want to say more Said... It seems that the young master didn't want to pursue it anymore, so he let them run away."

Hearing this, Dead Leaf couldn't help showing a mocking and contemptuous smile on his face: "He Zhan Hao really has a heart of a Bodhisattva, he forgives his ex-lover so much, and he doesn't even think about what he has done to hurt the world!"

Ji Tang said nothing, just lowered his head and remained silent.Withered Ye recovered from the resentment, and suddenly felt that his tone was strange, and the indignation was also unclear.Speaking of hurting nature and reason, he actually has no position to say that Lin Zhihuan...does he?The innocent people who died at his hands were no less harmed than Lin Zhihuan.

So the dead leaves were also silent.He put his arms around Fang Qiu stiffly, pursed his lips and remained silent.In the silence, Ji Tang sighed faintly, and stretched out his hand to hug Fang Qiu: "Brother Cen, eat well, you are still in good health, and you can rest later. Fang Qiu, let's go first, don't disturb me." brother to eat."

Fang Qiu reluctantly let go of her little hand, looked at the dead leaves with tears in her eyes, her little mouth was flattened, with a look of reluctance.Ji Tang whispered a few words of comfort before he bit his lip and waved his palm slightly at the dead leaf.Ji Tang's expression was a bit unbearable, but he still nodded at Withered Ye, then walked out with Fang Qiu in his arms.

Seeing the two of them leaving, Dead Leaf lost her appetite for a while.Holding the chopsticks in his hand, he put them down again after a while, letting the dishes on the table become cold in the night wind.

In the last two days, Zhan Hao has been so busy that it's hard for him to spare so much time to be with the dead leaves.Now that the dead leaves have woken up, Zhan Hao also relieved his worries a little.The matter of the Lin family was not over yet, Qiu Shaobai ran here twice in three days, busy collecting evidence, looking for him to establish written evidence for his confession.From time to time, he asked about Lin Zhihuan's whereabouts, asking repeatedly with suspicion in his eyes, you really don't know where he went?

It is said that the street outside was also in chaos. The prostitutes and young men who came out of Yuehua Building were looking for a place to stay. Laos.This was a mess, but the prefect was so busy, he was in a hurry, and he would pass by the exhibition house from time to time while doing business, and would come in for a cup of tea.He always complains to Zhan Hao while drinking, saying that you just don't care if you stir up this muddy water, and we poor people are the ones who clean up the mess.Zhan Hao laughed at him and said, Parents and officials always have to work harder, otherwise how can they be loved by the people?One sentence made Wei Zhifu unable to express his anger, so he had to swallow it into his stomach again.

Over there in Suzhou, Di Deqing also heard about this matter, and sent an urgent letter last night, asking him to go to Yueranju to discuss the matter of taking over as the chief shopkeeper.Zhan Hao handed the letter to Uncle Zhong while drinking tea, and calmly asked him with a calm expression, do you want to accept it?

Uncle Zhong glared at him fiercely with the corners of his lips pursed, threw the confidence in his hand to the ground with a hum, and walked out the door without saying a word.Zhan Hao smiled leisurely behind him, picked up the letter paper, folded it well, and stuffed it back into the envelope intact.

As for the big shopkeeper, since Uncle Zhong is unwilling, it doesn't make much sense for him to do it.Zhan Hao quietly drank a cup of tea, stretched out his hand to invite Quan Jing and Yu Ke, got into the carriage and headed for his spice shop.As soon as the Lin family collapsed, there was a vacancy in the spice section of the dark market. He had to check his stock of spices from the Western Regions, and if it was not enough, he had to quickly bring in some. Anyway, he had to make up for the shortage.

Picking up the bargain left by the old man - he is not indifferent, nor is he turning his face against others.It's just that business is a thing that doesn't pay attention to emotions, and he always separates people and things.After all, he is a businessman, if feelings and career are mixed, sooner or later he will be hindered.

Besides, his feelings are not with Lin Zhihuan.

Dead Leaf has been recuperating in the room since she woke up, walking in the yard from time to time, but she will never leave the door of the east courtyard.Fang Qiu often came to cling to him, holding his hand sadly, not smiling much, let alone talking.Dead Leaf didn't know how to comfort a child of this age, so she could only touch his head and his back.

Fang Qiu likes cats, especially Xiaojiao.But Xiaojiao is a cat girl with a bad temper, and she doesn't give face to anyone except Dead Leaf.Fang Qiu wanted to touch her, so she exploded her hair and hid behind the dead leaves, or kicked her brother and sister over to prevent him from touching her.Every time it made Fang Qiu feel so disappointed, she flattened her mouth and secretly felt wronged, how could the dead leaves bear it.So without further ado, he grabbed Xiaojiao and stuffed it into Fang Qiu's arms, making Xiaojiao so mad that he struggled desperately with his claws.

Fang Qiu didn't mind the cat's scratching either, and smiled sweetly while hugging the cat every time.After coming and going, Xiaojiao didn't bother to struggle anymore, but she would become sleepy in the arms of a child, looking like a cat with no hope of life and no interest in life.Withered Leaf reached out and tapped her mouth, she stuck out her tongue and licked it indifferently, then continued to sulk with drooping ears.

Sometimes Zhan Hao would come over to hold Fang Qiu in his arms and say a few words.It's just that Fang Qiu doesn't kiss him very much now, maybe it's because she thinks of her mother when she sees him, so she doesn't respond.One afternoon, Dead Leaf got out of bed and walked out the door, and saw Zhan Hao squatting in the yard, holding a branch of unknown flowers in his hand, teasing Fang Qiu.Fang Qiu sat quietly on the stone bench under the flower stand, raised her big eyes and looked at him aggrievedly, stretched out her small hand to take the flowers, but still didn't speak.Later, Zhan Hao didn't know what to say, and the child was finally teased and laughed, but his little lips were still pouted, as if he was very unwilling to be teased.

Withered Leaf leaned against the door and watched, feeling a little funny for some reason.This little guy usually looks obedient, like a soft glutinous boy, but he has a temper, and dares to throw face at Zhan Hao.For this age, it is quite courageous.

Looking at Zhan Hao again, the guy was not angry, but laughed even brighter, crouched down and hugged Fang Qiu into his arms, and spun around in the grass.Looking at the figures of the two of them playing and playing, Dead Ye's feeling for Zhan Hao went back and forth, sometimes rising and falling.I've been following Zhan Hao for nearly four months, but I still don't understand him, his feelings, his emotions...the past, or the future.

Up until now, Dead Leaf hadn't figured out what Lin Zhihuan was going to do with her.Yu Zhanhao, he is just a guard, if you want to force him, it is better for Lin Zhihuan to arrest Uncle Zhong.

Inexplicable... really inexplicable.Dead Leaf muttered in disgust, then turned around and walked back into the room angrily.

Zhan Hao was playing with Fang Qiu in the yard, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of him turning around and entering the room. For a moment, the hands holding the child seemed to lose strength, and an inexplicable sense of loss surged in his heart.Something had changed between the two of them, and the relaxed atmosphere was no longer there.That day, he might have asked Lin Zhihuan what he had said to Dead Leaf.Zhihuan has a lot of obsessions in his heart. It's not that Zhan Hao doesn't believe him, but he doesn't think he will let go so easily.

Don't fall in love with anyone - those were the last words he said to himself.What obsession is there in love? What you can't get is always the best.It's not that Zhan Hao never thought about what his future life would be like if he didn't get the dead leaves.

Will he be paranoid like Lin Zhihuan?probably not.He wouldn't be so embarrassed, even if he couldn't get it, it would just be...return to his original life.

The original life, as he once told Yuke, was doing business, earning money, buying a house, eating, smoking, sleeping, day after day, repeating life endlessly.

During this time, Quan Jing and Yu Ke didn't know what happened between them, and they actually started to have an affair.Zhan Hao watched them drive the car, one turned his face to this side, the other turned his face to that side, but they didn't look at each other.Quan Jing occasionally turned around to take a peek, but Yu Ke didn't even look at it at all.Sometimes when Zhan Hao deliberately tilted his body to take a look, he could still see her face puffed up with anger, and her mouth was pouted, as if she was playing some kind of gamble.

Young Master Zhan thought it was funny, and leaned lazily into the carriage with brows and eyes, his whole body relaxed.Seeing lovers finally get married, I feel happy in my heart, even though this couple has just started to be awkward.But as long as there is a beginning, the next development will be natural.Zhan Hao adjusted his clothes in the carriage, and was already preparing for their wedding wine in his heart.After giving birth to a baby, the first child must be a boy, right?Tsk, looking at Yuke like this, she should be able to give birth quite well.

Irresponsibly lusting along the way, the group slowly returned home from the spice shop.It was the afternoon at this time, the door of Zhan's house was open, and a little girl from the front yard ran out, and greeted Zhan Hao: "Young Master, Prefect Wei is here to drink tea again."

Zhan Hao smiled indifferently, lowered his eyes and said, "Just rub it, it's not that there is nothing." He put his hands behind his back and walked in slowly.Standing at the back, Yu Ke stared at Quan Jing and saw Quan Jing driving the carriage to the side door, bit her red lips, and finally let out a depressing "hum", flung her hands and chased Zhan Hao into the door.

In the lobby, the prefect of Wei poured down the Zhan family's top-grade Monkey Queen like a bull drink, not feeling distressed at all.This bastard Zhan Hao is a rich man, so he doesn't care about such a little thing, he doesn't cheat or cheat... Thinking of this, the prefect Wei drank up a pot of tea in a "gudong gudong".When Zhan Hao walked in, he happened to see him put down the teapot, and laughed for a while: "Master Wei, that's not how you drink tea."

Wei Jing glared at him, wiped his mouth wide, and said angrily: "I'm not you idlers, I'm just a rough person! Any kind of tea here is not too different from water!"

"Ah, is that so?" Zhan Hao smiled leisurely, beckoned Min Wei over, and said with a smile: "When Master Wei comes here, just serve him cold water, and there's no need for tea, it's too wasteful."

"Hey you Zhan Hao, if you say you're stupid, you're really showing off, don't you?" Wei was so angry that his beard was flying, and his temples were throbbing and hurting: "You have made so many things for me, I blackmail you A pot or two of tea is not enough, right? You go to the alley in the west of the city to see, there are so many prostitutes, all of them ran out of Yuehua Building! You still give me shit, you are so stupid!"

Seeing that he was really angry, Zhan Hao straightened his face, and said respectfully: "Yes, it's all the junior's fault, so don't be angry, my lord. One day I will bring something to reward you, okay? Master Wei loves the people Ru Zi, hard work and great achievements are the blessings of our Changzhou people..."

"All you can do is to pour ecstasy soup!" Wei Jing scolded him with staring eyes, couldn't help but put away the fan in his hand and slapped him vigorously on the shoulder, then raised his eyebrows and whispered mysteriously: "What the hell , so it turns out that there is a friend of yours in Yuehua Building? It is the red card named Wanshu, did she come to join you?"

Zhan Hao spread his hands, and said innocently: "Miss Wan Shu and I are just friends of gentlemen, playing the piano and talking, we have not violated the rules, how can we say we are good friends?"

"Oh!" Wei Jing waved his hand impatiently, and glared at him with hatred and disgust: "Okay, okay, I know that you are very charming, and those women and men are all posted by themselves! But what, You have some friendship with Miss Wanshu, right? Now that the Yuehua Building has collapsed, has she really never come to you once?"

"Miss Wanshu is famous far and wide in the south of the Yangtze River. The Yuehua Building has collapsed. She still has thousands of Yuehua Buildings to go to, so why come to me?