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It was already halfway through the night, in order to watch Epiphyllum in the evening, Daiyu specially took a little extra sleep in the afternoon, and now she was still energetic, and the other three didn't take this time seriously at all.

The wind at night was a bit chilly, and everyone sat in a circle. Although they were watching Epiphyllum, they didn't pay attention to Epiphyllum now. They just listened to Mr. Chen's talk about Xun.

While the wine was in full swing, Lingyan, the big girl behind Daiyu, whispered: "The flower is blooming." Thanks to her sharp eyes, the epiphyllum did bloom, but this was just the beginning, the blooming movement was very small, if you don't pay attention Can't see clearly at all.

No one spoke now, they were all staring at the epiphyllum, and Nagia walked and climbed along the railing of the pillar net, and stopped at the place closest to the epiphyllum.

It seemed that someone was staring at him with scorching eyes, and the epiphyllum bloomed even more shyly, and the petals trembled a little, but they refused to open their faces for others to see.

Almost holding my breath to watch it open, the petals are surrounded by each other, trembling slightly in the night wind, the huge buds are layered on top of each other, looking at the honor of the peony, but with a bit of elegance that the peony does not have.

"The short-lived flower is Wei Tuo, and if he opens it with all his strength, he really deserves the word "alluring." Mrs. Chen said with emotion. When Mr. Chen heard this, he just turned his head and looked at his wife.The two looked at each other and smiled, there was no epiphyllum in their eyes.

The two children are still young and don't understand the friendship between Mr. Chen and his wife. They just think that tonight is really beautiful.

After watching Epiphyllum, I should have slept in Yanxi courtyard, but the two young ones had to fight to go back to sleep in their own room.Mr. Chen and Mrs. Chen couldn't help it, so they wanted to send them back. When they were putting on their clothes, the two little dolls had already rushed out.

It was very dark at night, but the moonlight shone down with unspeakable gentleness, and the stars in the sky twinkled, looking clean, light, and so bright.

"Brother, look, the stars are twinkling in the sky, so beautiful." Daiyu pulled Tom to hold her hand.

Tom looked up, and he remembered the starry sky in his heart, but he didn't continue on this topic: "Be careful, pay attention to your feet, don't fall."

The girls bent over to shine on the two of them with lamps in their hands. "I want to turn on the lights myself." Daiyu looked up at Tom expectantly, her eyes were brighter than the stars in the sky.

There is no way to take her.

Tom held the lamp in the little girl's hand, bent slightly, and Daiyu held the handle a little in front, and the two of them walked forward holding the lamp together.The light was not that bright, but it just illuminated the circle under her feet. Daiyu watched the small dim yellow circle move forward little by little, and Tom walked beside her and watched her stepping on the circle.

If he could stay here forever... Tom was looking at Daiyu's funny look, thinking about the possibility of staying in his heart.

At this time, Lin Ruhai had been resting in the yamen for several days, and the obvious bruises in Jia Min's eyes blocked the two children, allowing them to walk in circles on this quiet night.

The best years are like this.As time goes by, the sun goes down, and looking back on my life, the best thing is nothing but the noisy fights and flowers hiding behind my parents.

That night Tom went back to the orphanage, thinking that he could return to the Lin Mansion at dawn as usual, but he felt great pressure the moment he opened the door.As if suddenly thrown into the paste, the movements of the whole person became extremely slow and heavy, feeling that the strength of the whole body had been exhausted, but there was no movement at all, the whole space was suppressed, as if the space had been distorted , Tom listened to his own heartbeat, as if the heart was right next to his ears.

Letting go of the doorknob, Tom fell to the ground, gasping for breath, his whole body was soaked in sweat, and his black hair fell on his forehead, sticking to the sweat.

why?Tom was in shock, but there was a knock on the door, accompanied by a child's voice: "Tom, Tom."

Tom's consciousness was a little loose, and he couldn't tell who this person was at all, but it didn't matter who it was now: "Get out." With his anger, the people outside flew out.Tom didn't care about life and death outside. He lay on the ground, trying hard to suppress the violent power in his body. This power was rampant in his body, as if he wanted to break a hole in his body and get out.

The things in the room kept shaking, terrified like they were alive.Tom gripped the floor with his fingers and crawled with all his might to the door.

The room was so small that it took only five steps to walk from one end of the room to the other, but Tom didn't know how long he had been crawling within the distance of five steps.He felt like a balloon that was full of air and was still inflating, about to be burst by that force.

Finally climbed to the door, Tom looked at the huge wooden door with bloodshot eyes, full of hope in his heart.As long as we are there, as long as Daiyu is around, there must be a solution.

Tom gripped the crack of the door, and it would open in a moment.There was more pressure on his back, like a mountain, and Tom could already taste the rust in his mouth.

The blood-stained hands tried their best to push the door open, even if it was only a gap.

The consciousness became more and more blurred, and the moment Tom couldn't help but close his eyes, the pressure disappeared all of a sudden.Tom was lying on the ground gasping for breath, conscious, and the strength in his body was as gentle as jumping into a calm river.

Sitting up, Tom wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. If it wasn't for the smell of blood in his mouth and the rotten fingertips, Tom almost thought it was an abnormal hallucination.

Obviously there is still plenty of strength in his body, but Tom just feels weak all over, leaning against the door and unable to move.When he woke up again, it was dark again.

Standing up, pulling the door open, one step into Daiyu's room, Daiyu was asleep, and the night watchman Nanny Guo was the first to see him, and almost screamed out, Tom lowered his voice: "Shut up. "That stopped her.

Nong Ping came in from the outside, and saw Tom in a mess at a glance: "Master." There was an unsteady tremor in his voice.

Tom turned, and Nongpin could now see the blood on his chin, the dust all over him, and the broken fingertips.Tom stopped her before Nong Ping spoke again: "Go back." Going out first, Nong Ping quickly followed.

Mother Guo saw Tom's situation, but she wanted to guard Daiyu and could not leave her post without permission, so she had to call Mingyan who was standing by: "Quickly report to the master and wife, the uncle is injured, hurry up and call the doctor."

This Tom had just returned to the house and was finishing washing when Lin Ruhai and Jia Min hurried over. Both of them were wearing cloaks. Under the cloaks were ordinary clothes, which looked like they had been put on carelessly in a hurry.

"What's wrong with Brother Tang? But is there something wrong?" Tom's hair was still dripping, and Ji Cui was wiping it with a big handkerchief. As soon as Jia Min came over, she stepped aside.

Tom straightened up and really wanted to salute Lin Ruhai and Jia Min, but Jia Min hugged him: "My son, sit down quickly. What kind of etiquette are you paying attention to at this time? What happened? What's wrong?"

"It's nothing but a little injury on the hand." Tom stretched out his hand, and the mottled wound on the fingertips had already been covered with medicine, and it was wrapped in a thin layer.

Jia Min held Tom's hand, not daring to use force: "My son, why did you get hurt like this. Where is the doctor? Has the doctor come yet?"

The green glaze here has already led the doctor in, and Jia Min hastily moved to the side of the screen, but Lin Ruhai led the doctor to the bedside before he entered in time to salute: "Doctor, please take a look at the child."

The doctor squinted his eyes and took the pulse, and then checked it carefully: "Young master is fine, the wound on his hand is just a flesh wound, it's nothing, when the old man mixes a plaster, rub it on every day good.

Lin Ruhai accompanied the doctor out, after the medicine was prepared, the butler sent the doctor back, and Lin Ruhai went back to Tom's room.Jia Min has cared for a round and shed a lot of tears.The child who has been raised by my side for almost a year, although at the beginning it was for Daiyu's good intentions, but it is kept in front of my eyes every day, and the friendship has become a friendship.

Jia Min was really worried, but Tom discovered for the first time that women are really made of water, and he thought with warmth in his heart: If we keep crying like this, when will we become dehydrated.

"Ma'am, don't worry, you heard it too. The doctor said that Brother Tang is fine, but his finger is injured. You see, he is fine now." Jia Min did not shed tears for Daiyu's body. Lin Ruhai is now familiar with the situation: "It's just Brother Tang, what's the matter with your injury?"

Tom recounted yesterday's situation, but secretly followed his intuition to keep some, such as the people who flew out.

Jia Min's face has changed, Lin Ruhai also frowned and twisted his beard: "There is such a thing? But it happens often?"

Tom said eagerly: "It doesn't happen often, and this time, it's the second time. It happened once many years ago."

Lin Ruhai couldn't think of a way out of such anecdotes, so he just explained in detail: "These things are really surprising, and I and other mortals can't predict them, but since they happened, you must pay more attention. Remember to go home, even if you can’t come back for a while, you have to find a safe place, and you must pay attention to your own safety.”

Just finished speaking and watched Tom comfort him with some uneasy expressions: "Things are different, and they may not be good or bad, so you should settle down. If there is such a thing, there must be a reason, and it is not in front of you, so you don't have to." Take it to heart."

While talking, the little girl came in with soothing soup, and Nong Ping took it and waited for Tom to drink it.

"You have a good rest, you don't have to go to class tomorrow." Lin Ruhai urged, and Tom had already been pushed back on the bed by Jia Min.

"Father, mother, go back quickly, it's so late, my son is fine now, don't worry anymore." Tom was wrapped so that only one head was exposed.

Jia Min glanced at the big clock in the room, turned around and said to Lin Ruhai: "Tomorrow, I have to go to the Yamen, so please go back and rest, Mr. Tang. I'm watching over here."

Lin Ruhai was still hesitating, Tom said first, and pushed Jia Min out: "Mother, go back too, the son is fine, and Nong Ping and Zhi Cui are taking care of him. It's just that his fingers hurt some oily skin, so it's not that serious." Well. If the mother is guarding here, it will inevitably hurt her spirits. If the mother is tired, it will be the fault of the son."

Another girl and daughter-in-law persuaded them, and finally persuaded the couple to leave.After the two of them left, the yard was regarded as having turned off the lights and rested.

The next day, Tom woke up exactly on time, every day at this time.As soon as he woke up, Nong Ping found out, and hurriedly opened the curtain: "Why did the uncle wake up so early? The wife told the master that the uncle needs to rest more today, and he doesn't need to go to class."

Tom lifted the quilt and got out of bed. The girls outside heard the movement and came in one after another holding the toiletries.Not in a hurry to wash up, Tom sat on the small chair by the window, drank a glass of warm water, and tried to mobilize things around him, feeling a little more strenuous than usual, but thinking about the first time such a thing happened, he lost his mind for a month. The result of strength, as it is now, is not bad.

Wash and dress, and go to Daiyu's room as usual.It was a little late today, Daiyu was already dressed and was sitting on the couch waiting for him.Watching Tom come in: "Brother." Nanny Yang quickly hugged her down.

Suddenly Daiyu ran to Tom's side and held his hand: "Big brother, why did you come here now? I waited for you for a long time yesterday." The small appearance, the appearance of pouting her mouth, was indescribable. Little grievance, the whole face is that you want to make up for me.

"I went back there yesterday." Tom took her little hand and walked out, pretending not to understand Daiyu's little grievance and the meaning on her face.

Najiya wandered at the feet of the two: "Tom, you didn't come back yesterday, we are worried, Daiyu has been waiting for you for a long time."

The little girl Daiyu was walking beside her, her lips pouted, she was not as chatty as usual.Tom listened to Nagia's words, looked down at Daiyu, thought about pulling Daiyu's hand: "I brought you this." He took out a small cross from his arms: "This is Their beliefs call God, and he will bless many people."

This cross is also Tom's trophy. It is just a simple metal cross, but it is well protected and has obvious traces of friction.

Holding the cross, Daiyu raised her head and asked Tom: "Brother, will you go next time?"

"Going to go." Tom nodded.

Daiyu's tone was much lower, and the hands holding the cross on her chest were hanging down by her side: "Then when are you leaving?"

Tom looked at her and hugged her: "God destined that I can't stay in one place forever, but I promise, every time I leave, I will tell you first, and I will come to see you as soon as I come back."

Daiyu grabbed the clothes on Tom's shoulders: "Really? Then we have made a deal, and you are not allowed to go back on your word."

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The rhythm of the story is not strong, and the expectations are not high. It is very tangled. Please give me some advice on how to write it.