Remembrance Hibiscus GL

The weather is still warm and windy, the clear lake water reflects the blue sky, the birds are singing happily, flying and circling in the air, leaving a beautiful dance.

Flying higher than the birds are the kites in the sky. Over the back garden of the General’s Mansion, there are dozens of kites floating at this moment, including butterflies, wild geese, and carps. While stepping back and putting out the thread, the rest of the people looked up excitedly and pointed with their fingers.They are all girls in their teens, which one is not playful?Which is not fun?Immediately, you talk to me, twitter, like pearls and jades falling into a gold plate.

"It's noisy!"

Binglun couldn't help frowning, and the maidservant beside her, Wangyou, hurriedly said: "Miss, once you graciously allowed them to play, they all forgot their shapes and behaved without rules. This servant will teach you a lesson." Teach them a lesson."

Binglun said: "Forget it, there's no need, it's rare for them to play to their heart's content a few times a year, so don't spoil their fun." Her kite had already flown, but for some reason, the second soft-winged phoenix in her hand always I can't let it go.

Wangyou had already ordered someone to fetch another one, and said: "Miss, this phoenix is ​​not good at the top line, I will ask them to exchange it, please put this one first."

"Don't let it go, I'll take another look."

After all, she didn't like the noise, so she took the kite and walked to the side from a distance, she was playing with it with her head down, when she suddenly heard a kind and soft voice calling: "Bing'er."

When she raised her head, she saw her mother's loving smile: "Bing'er, this is Wanxi, your little uncle's daughter." She waved back: "Wanxi, come, meet your cousin."

She dropped the kite in her hand, turned her head slightly, and saw a four or five-year-old girl standing under the cherry blossom tree behind her mother.That little girl is extremely beautiful, her skin is as white as snow, her lips are more beautiful than the color of the cherry blossom petals on her head, and there is a little uneasiness and timidity in her clear and lively eyes. Consciously, pity came from the bottom of my heart.

Uncle?Binglun has always known that her mother has a half-brother. She has only met him a few times, but she has a deep impression on him. He is very handsome, the most handsome man she has ever seen, and he is different from her father's Majestic and indifferent, his eyes are always warm and peaceful, and the corners of his mouth are always smiling, which makes people feel close at first sight. I remember one time, she and her brothers attended a class with the master invited by her father. The master explained that "a gentleman The meaning of the word, she rushed to say: "I know, a gentleman is a person like my little uncle." It caused a roar of laughter.

She once wondered why her little uncle's surname was Lin, not Wang like her mother's. When she asked her mother, she would hesitate and pass her words every time.Before the little uncle went to join the army, the mother was always moaning and sighing. Once she heard her mother complaining in a low voice, saying that he was too stubborn. At that time, she was still thinking, how can the little uncle be so stubborn because he has such a good temper?

About five or six days ago, the news of my uncle's death came from the mansion, and no one else thought anything of it. Only my mother hid in the room, crying to the point of tears. She was also very sad, thinking that I would never see my uncle again. As soon as she saw her mother's tears, she couldn't stop being sad.

Seeing that Lin Wanxi was just hiding behind her, looking at Binglun curiously, Mrs. Wang urged: "Wanxi, hurry up and call cousin."

Lin Wanxi finally stepped forward, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised: "Cousin, my name is Lin Wanxi."

Binglun looked at her, and thought over and over in her heart, it turns out that the little uncle still has a daughter, so this Lin Wanxi is the little uncle's daughter.

At the foot of the hillside, a hare was eating tender grass while being vigilant about the movement around it.The little girl hid behind the big tree, held her breath, and quietly opened the bow and arrow in her hand.

"Cousin, cousin, where are you?"

A soft and sweet voice suddenly resounded in the distance, breaking the silence of the surroundings, Binglun secretly cried "Not good!" in his heart, he loosened his finger, and the white feathered arrow came off the bow and shot out, although the hare He was also startled and jumped out, after all, he was a step too late and fell down in the grass.

The two servants lying on the ground did not wait for orders, turned over and got up, scrambling to get back the prey.Binglun put away her bow and arrow, turned around and looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a girl in a scarlet spring shirt running towards her, and several maidservants chased after her and called: "Miss, slow down!" Son, beware of falling!"

Binglun walked forward quickly, and said with a straight face, "What are you doing so fast? Don't cry if you are injured!" Then he said, "Why did you find me here?"

Lin Wanxi looked at her, eyes full of attachment, and said: "I didn't see you, and I came out to look for you when I was anxious." Seeing a layer of crystal clear sweat on her forehead, she took out her handkerchief, stood on tiptoe, and stood up for her. Gently wipe away.

Binglun was pretending to be angry, seeing her like this, her face had already turned pale: "Didn't you accompany my mother to listen to Mrs. Shanjian telling those causal stories? Didn't she mention you when you came out?"

Lin Wanxi blushed slightly: "I saw my wife was engrossed in listening and sneaked out."

Huo Mu has a strict temper, and there are many rules in the house. Although Lin Wanxi is Mrs. Wang's niece, she usually calls Huo Mu and his wife "Master" and "Madam", even in private, she would never call her "Uncle" or "Mrs. aunt".

Binglun smiled and said, "You are clever."

While talking, the two servants, Zhuifeng and Zeyu, had already run back, and Zhufeng hung his head and replied: "Missy is very good at arrows, but she has kindness in her heart. This arrow only hit the rabbit's hind leg. Spare it a life."

Binglun knew that he was flattering, so she just snorted and didn't speak, but Lin Wanxi exclaimed: "It's hurt? Give it to me!"

Zhuifeng secretly looked at Binglun's face, then handed the rabbit to the maid beside her, who then handed it over to Lin Wanxi, Lin Wanxi ignored the bloodstains, hugged her in her arms, and said pitifully, "Poor little boy."

Binglun said: "Look, your clothes are dirty, my mother will talk about you later."

"My wife won't say anything about me. We originally accompanied my wife to go out of the city to offer incense, but you wanted to kill as soon as you came out."

Binglun argued: "Father said that if you don't find living animals to practice, your archery will never improve. Don't you think I will be compared with Huo Song next time?"

Lin Wanxi looked at her pitifully, and whispered: "Cousin, let's treat it together, then take it back, and take good care of it in the future, okay?"

Binglun could only say: "Okay." Immediately, regardless of the dirty hands, he took out the arrow, and together with her, applied medicine to the hare's wound.

On the way back to the Purple Luan, Lin Wanxi lowered her head and kept silent all the way, Binglun couldn't stand the dullness, so she couldn't help asking: "Are you angry?"

Lin Wanxi shook her head, and after a while, she whispered: "Cousin, I will never be angry with you."

Binglun said dissatisfied: "Then you are usually by my side, sometimes you don't have a lot of words, what are you doing today?"

"You...you shot the deer in the garden last time." Lin Wanxi stopped and pleaded softly: "Cousin, don't you practice arrows with these animals again? They are so cute, so they are so cute. Poor, it's unbearable to look at."

Binglun originally wanted to say that pigs and sheep are also animals, and they are eaten every day, but no one feels sorry for them. Seeing that she was about to cry at the end of her speech, she suddenly softened, turned her face away, and walked forward as if nothing had happened, saying impatiently : "Okay, okay, don't talk too much, I will only practice with archery targets from now on."

Lin Wanxi was startled, the tears in her eyes were still wet, her cheeks were already smiling, she hurriedly chased after her: "Cousin, wait for me!"

The sun was setting gradually in the west, exuding the residual heat of the day, and the sunset glow was as brilliant as a fine brocade.

"Wan'er, Wan'er!" Binglun yelled as she entered the yard, the maids were already accustomed to her behavior, they just stopped when they saw her, and respectfully called her "Miss".

Arriving in front of Lin Wanxi's room, the door just opened, and two maidservants came out holding the changed clothes and other items. She ignored it and rushed in, but the maidservants quickly turned around to stop her: "Miss, Miss Biao hasn't finished bathing yet. Woolen cloth."

Binglun didn't have the time to listen to them, and rushed into the room, "Wan'er, look what I brought you!" Only halfway through, the delicate gold-plated birdcage in his hand fell to the ground. There is a light "click" sound.

At that time, Lin Wanxi had just come out of the bathtub, before she had time to put on her clothes, she suddenly saw her, and was also there in a daze, the two of them just looked at me and I looked at you.

The two of them have been close since childhood, sitting and sleeping together, but they each have a nanny, maidservant, etc. to take care of their daily life, and this is the first time they have met like this.

Binglun's cheeks slowly turned red as if she had drunk wine, and Runlan at the side also came to her senses at this time, fearing that Lin Wanxi would catch a cold, she quickly picked up the bath towel, stepped forward to wrap her body, and said in her mouth: "Miss, you Just barging in like this really frightened the servant girl, the young lady is taking a bath."

Seeing her like this, Binglun blushed even more, pointed to the two parrots in the birdcage on the ground, one blue and one white, and said in a friendly manner: "My cousin sent...the one who gave it to me can talk a lot, You...you just keep it."

Lin Wanxi didn't know if she heard it, but she lowered her head while clutching the bath towel in both hands.

Binglun said: "You guys are busy, I... I'll go out right away."

He turned around and went out, and returned to his courtyard as if fleeing. It was midsummer at this time, Wangyou saw her sweating, so he hurriedly ordered someone to fetch water to wash her face, and she didn't need anyone to wait on her, so she went forward and held her hand. He splashed cold water on his face, took a towel to dry himself, and shouted, "I'm so thirsty!"

Qinzhu hurriedly served iced sour plum soup, she reached out to take it, and drank it all in one gulp.

Early the next morning, she made an exception and didn't want to get up, but she couldn't resist the servant girl's urging, and after lazily washing up, she opened the door and saw her guarding outside, waiting to go to Mrs. Wang's place for breakfast with her.

She was inexplicably nervous, but as if she hadn't seen her, Lin Wanxi was obviously a little surprised, she was stunned for a moment, caught up with her, and said, "Cousin, you're late today, are you hungry?" Going to hold her hand as usual, Binglun As if being stung by something, he quickly shook off her hand.

A hurt look flashed across Lin Wanxi's eyes, and she said, "You..."

Binglun also felt that she had lost her composure, and said in an apologetic tone, "I'll go to the front to have dinner with my father, you can go to my mother's by yourself."

After finishing speaking hastily, he left her behind and looked straight ahead.

After half a month, she didn't go to Lin Wanxi's residence anymore. When Lin Wanxi came to look for her, she either avoided her or found various excuses to go out.

At noon that day, she was lying on the bed, mentally sleepy, but she couldn't fall asleep. After tossing and turning on the bed for a long time, she simply got up. Then, she picked up one casually, but the scene she saw when she broke into Lin Wanxi's room that day came back to her mind, and her heart was beating wildly again.

Long black hair dripping with water, a slightly shy look of astonishment, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled into the room, gently covering the girl's flawless body with a light golden halo, she is so beautiful and holy Like a fairy descended from the mortal world.

A picture of a beauty coming out of the bath. . . . . .She read these words silently, but another voice in her mind said: "You are sick, Binglun, you must be sick."

She is indeed sick. In the past, she and Wan'er wanted to stick together all the time. As long as she saw her, she would be very happy. But since when, when she faced her, she began to feel restless, longing, and painful , and even started to be afraid, is it all because of that damn encounter?

She was inexplicably irritable, and suddenly slammed the paintbrush in her hand on the ground.

Binglun thought that she was sick, and the maids around her began to think so too, because she had become more and more abnormal recently, she didn't think about eating and drinking, had trouble sleeping and eating, and didn't like to go out, so she locked herself in the room all day, Madam Wang naturally noticed up.

The mansion quickly invited the imperial doctor from the palace to see him. At first, he thought he was suffering from heat stroke, but later he found out that it was not the case. The imperial doctor couldn't explain why, so he opened a house for nourishing the mind and calming the mind, and only told him to take a good rest.

Although Huo Mu was busy with official duties, he heard that his daughter was unwell, so he came to visit a few times. His concubines also came to visit, and the family members who followed him also heard the news and sent their female relatives over.Binglun was so annoying, she later told the maids around her to avoid anyone who came, Lin Wanxi was naturally among them.

In the evening, Mrs. Wang personally brought some fruits over, sat on the edge of the bed and talked with her daughter for a while, when she got up, she suddenly remembered and asked, "Binglun, have you had any trouble with Wan'er recently?"

Binglun said: "No, why do you ask that?"

Mrs. Wang said: "I see that you are inseparable on weekdays, but you are not together these days."

Binglun said: "Mother, you are thinking too much, am I not feeling well? I don't have the energy to talk to her."

"En." Mrs. Wang thought about it for a reason, and said again: "That child is probably worried about you, and she has always been depressed recently. Bing'er, you are my sister. She has no one to rely on since she was a child, and she lives in our house. You have to treat her Better, don't bully her."

"Understood." Bing Lun said: "You have said this many times, I didn't bully her when I was young, now that I'm older, naturally I won't do it anymore."

After Mrs. Wang left, Qinzhu moved closer to the bed, Binglun saw her hesitant to speak, and asked impatiently, "What's the matter, sneaky?"

Qinzhu said: "Miss, I heard from Runlan that Miss Biao has been secretly weeping in the room for the past few nights. The next morning, her eyes are swollen. I am afraid that she has suffered some grievance somewhere. .”

Binglun felt a throbbing pain in his heart, but on his face he acted nonchalantly: "No way? Who dares to wrong her?"

The candlelight is bright, reflecting the silver-red window screen, making it extraordinarily warm.

Binglun was wrapped in a thin quilt, facing inside, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.Very familiar footsteps, very light steps, from far to near.Then there was a rustling sound, someone lay down behind her, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally put his arms around her waist.

Binglun couldn't help feeling hot in his heart, and wanted to turn around, but he couldn't move as if he had been stabbed in an acupuncture point, but his heartbeat started to intensify again.After a long time, there was a hot and humid feeling on her back. Even though her heart was as hard as ice, it couldn't help melting silently, and she called out in a low voice, "Wan'er."

"Cousin, why are you ignoring me?" She knew she didn't like people crying, so she just sobbed: "Is it... What did I do wrong?"

She turned around slowly, and said with some pain: "No, you didn't do anything wrong, it was my fault."

Lin Wanxi's teary eyes looked at her in confusion.

Binglun propped herself up, looked down at her, her heart was beating as fast as a drum, and the longing, anxiety, longing and other emotions that had been suppressed these days were all piled up in her chest, almost bursting, she murmured: "Wan'er, Wan'er! Son, I...I want to kiss you." Her tone also became anxious and urgent, with a hint of pleading.

She closed her eyes, not daring to look at her, her lips tremblingly pressed against her forehead, her chaotic and scorching breath gently slapped her cheek, and her body trembled slightly.

As if it was just for a moment, and as if it had been a long time, Binglun slowly left her, Lin Wanxi still closed her eyes, her pale face turned crimson.

"cousin."

Her voice was as low as a whisper, and she groped and grabbed her hand, she held it so tightly that she could feel her tension completely, and she also clasped her fingers tightly, her beautiful and clean face was what she looked at, The breath was filled with the unique fragrance of a young girl's body, and her brain could no longer think halfway, as if possessed by a bewitched bewitch, she kissed involuntarily.