A Qi

In recent days, Zhao Minglang and Shen Peilin got quite close. At first, Mr. Zhao still had some small thoughts in his heart, but Miss Shen didn't care much about him at all. As time passed, she had to give up.However, gradually, he became more and more intimate with the young master of the Shen family. Shen Peilin always regarded Zhao Minglang as his own family, and would talk to him about many things in the family, even the matter of his own sister's marriage. Pass.

On that day, the two of them had great enthusiasm, prepared a small boat, and rowed southward from the Huaimu River until they arrived at a desolate place, the river was surrounded by dead trees, and there were several families in the distance.Follow the example of the ancients, fishing for snow in the cold river alone, holding a fishing rod across the boundless river.

"Brother Zhao, sit still and don't move around."

Shen Peilin was quiet, fishing very seriously.

Zhao Minglang was very disdainful, "It's so cold, if you can catch fish, I'll take your surname."

Shen Peilin raised her eyebrows and smiled, "That's it, if I catch fish today, you will change your surname to Shen."

It was originally a joke, but it became the reason for Shen Peilin to make fun of Zhao Minglang later.Shen is clear, there is a close relationship between the two of them, between the pillows on the bed, I don't know how many times they whispered softly in their ears.

Zhao Minglang sat obediently, without moving, his eyes skipped across the boundless river, he couldn't help worrying about his friend An Rong.The days passed quickly, the last time I saw him was last year, in the blink of an eye, it was already the next year, I don't know how the man is doing in the Liang Manor.Thinking about that Ah Qi again, he didn't do what he promised An Rong last time, and he felt really guilty.

Shen Peilin was a little unaccustomed to seeing the people in the canopy silent, but turned to look at him, but could see his worry.This kind of emotion is really rare on this person's face, so I can't help being a little curious about what he is thinking.

"What do you think?"

Zhao Minglang withdrew his gaze, turned to look at Shen Peilin, and said worriedly, "I'm thinking about An Rong, and his little lover."

The bamboo pole in Shen Peilin's hand changed its direction, "There are no fish here."

Zhao Minglang never hides anything in his heart, not to mention that Shen Peilin is not an outsider, with a mentality of not talking, he suddenly said everything——

"An Rong told me to take good care of Ah Qi. I went to see him once and gave him money, but the man refused to accept it. It's been a long time since this matter was settled, and it happened years ago. I In my heart, I'm not very at ease, I always feel that I have failed An Rong's entrustment."

"That's not easy to handle. You can go and see him another day. If that person is really in dire straits, if you give him money again, how can he not accept it?"

Zhao Minglang shook his head, "I don't think so, that Ah Qi is also stubborn, which is exactly the same as An Rong. I have to visit him again in a few days. If he starves to death, An Rong will probably kill him." I have my heart."

Speaking of this, it really aroused Shen Peilin's curiosity, "Your best friend has a good-looking appearance, and few girls can see his color without being tempted, but it is rare in the world to be so affectionate towards Ah Qi. .”

Zhao Minglang sighed, "I'm afraid that Ah Qi has the ability."

"Love, the more involved, the more psychedelic." These words seemed to mean something, but Zhao Minglang didn't catch it.

"Brother Shen, I suddenly thought of Ms. Shen. I heard from you a few days ago that your father is making arrangements for her marriage. Has there ever been a favorite candidate?"

"Why, you want to recommend yourself?" There was an indescribable jealousy in his tone.

Zhao Minglang laughed suddenly, "I, you still don't understand, Lang is affectionate, but concubine is unintentional, I've been relieved a long time ago."

Shen Peilin was a little relieved, and then said helplessly, "I have asked me about An Rong several times, and I think she is crazy, and she even has the idea of ​​becoming a concubine. My sister is quiet, and she has lost her temper these days. In a fit of anger, my father locked her in the boudoir, and temporarily put aside the marriage talk."

After listening to Zhao Minglang, he felt sympathy for Shen Rong. After a few encounters, he fell in love with an impossible man. It should be said that under her gentle and delicate appearance was a floating and stubborn heart.

"Plop--" the sound of splashing water.

"Haha the fish took the bait, Brother Zhao, it seems that your surname has been changed today."

"Go go."

It's really a leisurely day to go boating on the lake...

Liang Rufeng was not at the residence today, and Yi Xun and a few friends from the officialdom had a banquet at Zuixianlou.After asking about An Rong's wishes, An Rong refused on the grounds that she was unwell, and stayed alone in Yifeng Pavilion.

At night, the shadows of the trees are mottled, and the black shadows of the branches are projected on the wall. The night is quiet and far away. Not far away, there is a woman's low voice, which is creepy...

An Rong couldn't sit still anymore, walked towards the source of the sound, walked a long way to the south, turned around, and arrived at the door of a house with green tiles. There was an oil lamp on inside, faintly, but revealing a The stock is gloomy.The yard was covered with snow, leaving only a winding and slender path.

An Rong walked along the path to the door, hiding in the dark, but saw an old woman with hair loss and Mrs. Liang.

Seeing Mrs. Liang pat the woman's back lightly, the woman calmed down a little, she stopped crying, and instead bit her cuff vigorously, An Rong suddenly became suspicious, what is going on with this crazy woman? who is it?

The woman picked up a pillow on the bed and hugged it tightly in her arms, with a smile on her face, and muttered, "Son, go to sleep... Mommy is here... don't be afraid..." Then her eyes became grim, " He can't kill you, don't be afraid, mother is here..."

Repeated several times in a row, "He can't kill you..."

Mrs. Liang looked at this scene from the sidelines, as if she was used to it, she didn't stop her, and let the woman go, after about half a stick of incense, the woman put the pillow back on the bed and smiled foolishly at Mrs. Liang.

An Rong was about to leave when she suddenly heard Mrs. Liang calling, "Mother." She paused for a moment, and looked again at the two women in the room.

"Mother, Jin Feng has already fallen asleep, you should go to sleep too..."

This sentence was like spring rain and thunder, and An Rong instantly figured out everything: This crazy woman is the one Liang Rufeng mentioned before, and she is Mrs. Liang, the biological mother of the second son of Liang.

The old lady obediently went to bed and went to bed. Mrs. Liang tucked the quilt carefully for her, sat on the edge of the bed, stared at it for a while, and suddenly two tears fell on the skirt of her clothes, the big bean-like drops of water, An Rong I can see clearly.

It's just that this old Mrs. Liang is not Liang Rufeng's biological mother. She serves her so wholeheartedly, but she feels like a real mother-in-law and daughter-in-law...

An Rong felt that he couldn't see anything anymore, and performed lightness kung fu slightly, hiding in the night.

Returning to Yifeng Pavilion, pushing open the door, the candle flames were blown around by a gust of wind, faintly, the dim yellow room became more and more swaying.What I saw today is now wandering in my mind, the "he" in the old lady's mouth should be Liang Rufeng; and the relationship between Mrs. Liang and Mrs. Liang is very strange; this Liang's mansion is really a mystery... …Just for a while, An Rong didn't think about it, she took off her clothes and prepared to go to bed.

The screen at the entrance of his eyes cast his thoughts to the distant Qingping Town, thinking of Ah Qi... I don't know what he is doing at the moment, maybe he has already fallen asleep... People who can't read can't even read books for entertainment. I can't do anything, and I can only sleep in this dark night.

Thinking of this, the corners of An Rong's lips twitched into a smile unconsciously, and the indecent sleeping image of the man leaning on his arms suddenly appeared in his mind, and An Rong's mouth was dry, and he shook his head deliberately, I can't think about it anymore. If I think about it any more, I'm afraid I can only put it in cold water to put out the fire.

In the dim thatched hut, there was only an oil lamp emitting some dim fluorescence. After coughing for a while, Ah Qi's body was covered with sweat at this time, even beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.In this cold and twelfth lunar month, it shouldn't be, it's probably the root cause of the last illness, and I have to go to see the doctor another day.After taking a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and felt better, Ah Qi extinguished the oil lamp and climbed onto the bed.

Lying on the bed, Ah Qi didn't feel sleepy, she stared at the top of the bed with her eyes open, sighing in her heart, it's been 53 days, after tonight, exactly 53 days, it's been so long.

He stretched out his right hand and pinched his own right cheek, imitating An Rong's tone and said to himself, "I'm thinner." Then Ah Qi smiled, and immediately after, warm wetness slipped from the corner of his eyes .