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Back then, Luo Fu felt very puzzled, do you think I can save you?Ah Zhi didn't know why, so he was decisive.She said, yes, miss, you can save me.Luo Fu could only look tremblingly at Lu Qingci, who smiled like the spring breeze in March, and said Fu'er, you are blessed, and you can accumulate blessings even more by saving people.

Luo Fu often recalled this dialogue.

But she never asked Ah Zhi if she was talking nonsense, one was afraid that she would live up to her expectations, and the other was that she was afraid that she had never lived up to the expectations of others.

President Ah Zhi said sadly, "Miss, my miss."

The sky at night is whitish, like embroidery thread on silk, and the moment the sky turns white, you will feel dizzy and your tears will be boiled.Azhi always accompanies her insomnia.

Luo Fu wondered if if I were a little more normal, more people would love me.But her normality was taken away by a lunatic.

Wan Yun stood waiting in front of Zhou's mansion, when she saw Luo Xian was carried back by a sedan chair with a bad head and blood, she cried out inwardly.

Luo Fu walked up to her lightly, sighed, and buried his head in Wan Yun's neck, "Luo Xian can't die. Why am I so powerless? I just want to find a place to rest forever at such a young age."

Wan Yun led Luo Fu to the wing.Knowing that Luo Fu couldn't sleep, she opened the small window to let her see.The small window faced the shade.Dark green everywhere.The sun shone on the shadows of the bamboo lanterns and reflected them on their faces round and round.Luo Fu stretched out his hand to block it. "It seems to be the end." Luo Fu said. "It's everything. It's hate, it's love, I can't go on either way. I think, I was wrong. It's wrong to paint the ground as a prison and to be obsessed with obsession. I just want to be magnanimous, let go, and let myself go. Only by letting him go can we live." But I don't want this life, can I.

"...I didn't put your goldfish back into the river. I picked them up one by one and brought them back here. From now on, I'll raise them. Those spoiled fish can't survive in the river."

"No wonder when I entered your room, I saw very familiar fish in that fish tank." Luo Fu smiled brightly. "Then don't keep cats, sister Wan Yun. Cats will eat the fish."

Wan Yun put her arms around Luo Fu's shoulders, and the latter suddenly trembled violently.Luo Fu tried his best to suppress his emotions, but insisted on getting up to see the goldfish.

Luo Fu reached out his hand into the water, and the goldfish immediately moved to his fingertips intimately.Wan Yun looked at those pale white fingertips and wondered why there were so many injustices in this world.

Luo Fu is calm, her eyebrows and eyes are gentler than all water waves, like apricot blossoms in spring and lotus ponds in summer.But at the next moment, she overturned the fish tank.The moment the white porcelain tank touched the ground, thousands of layers were stirred up, and the sharp fragments splashed and cut the goldfish's body, which was a tragic massacre.When the water flowers and money grass are flying into the sky, Luo Fu is in a trance. There are only dots of fiery red and grass green in front of her eyes. Her vision is cut off, withered but intense, not like being in the world.

Wan Yun hugged her shoulders to prevent her from grabbing those knife-like tiles.

Luo Fu began to break down and cry bitterly.

The maidservants outside the Zhou Mansion shouted anxiously, "Little madam! Little madam!"

"Get out!" Wan Yun shouted hastily with tears streaming down her face.

It was just to meet the occasion, the sky suddenly poured down with rain.The rain bounced off the cornices, outlining the shape of the house and producing a curl of mist.But there are many invisible pains in the world. It grows on nails without crescents, in eyes without light, and between lips and teeth without blood.

Wan Yun ran her fingers through Luo Fu's long black hair, and she hummed to Luo Fu the children's song that her mother used to sing to her.How terrible the years are, what grows up bit by bit is the age, and what grows crazy, strong, and able to split bones is always the moment of childhood.Wan Yun knew that Luo Fu was still that traumatized ten-year-old child.

"Don't be afraid, I can understand you in everything. I will stay with you as long as the moon can live." Wan Yun buried her face in Luo Fu's long hair.

She could understand Luo Fu's loneliness and hatred.Loneliness is for Lu Qingci, hatred is for Luo Xian.Lu Qingci looked at her like duckweed in the water, he thought she was a rootless grass that would scatter when it rained, Luo Fu looked at him like a well without water, she once curled up at the bottom of that dark well Live many, many days.He would not know that the well without water was once the place where her heart belonged.

There is no going back.

It rained continuously for seven days.

Rising water blocked roads.The house collapsed.Life and death.Natural and man-made disasters.

Changliang City was stagnant in the flood, and ghosts were crying and howling everywhere.The displaced people began to forget the trivial matters, and just wanted to live a day.The pillars of the house collapsed, and the ammunition and food were exhausted, just within a few days.And the wealthy faction wants to help fight the disaster.The Zhou family pulled several boats of yam eggs and distributed them to each household by boat.Dozens of ragged hands protruded from the windows of the low building submerged half a meter in the flood water, and the boat was dàng in the middle of the muddy water.There were forty or fifty sacks of yam eggs on board.Dozens of small boats from wealthy families rowed their oars, and the battle was thought to be the announcement before the coming of the prosperous age.

Wan Yun was lucky enough to have seen this scene, the dirty, scarred arm kept protruding from the broken window.Everyone is happy, but the greasy yellow flood that has not faded away is still rolled up layer by layer, hitting the wall boards, leaving ink-colored gray stains, fluffy like the patterns of flowers blooming in floating retting.Wan Yun felt that there was light yellow fluff on the stains, and she kept staring at the wall panel, while the boat underneath continued to swim and call.There are circles of ripples on the surface of the water.In order to show generosity, Master Zhou and Mrs. Zhou also went off in person. Fortunately, they were not on the same boat.

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