Sheng Shian

Can not remember?

He took a serious look at the confused Yu Shuyuan, and his heart skipped a beat. The thing he was most worried about in the past still happened. I am afraid that Yu Shuyuan has more than hatred for Meng Yang...

Shen Shi took a sip of tea slowly, suppressing the burning pain in his throat, and forcibly suppressing his unbearable heart.

He said softly: "It's all worrying things, it's fine if you don't remember."

"No." Yu Shuyuan became anxious. She has always been casual and doesn't like to get into the horns, but at this moment she is stubborn, "How can I not remember such a happy thing!"

She said she was jealous like hatred, calmly, but hurriedly pulled out a sachet from her sleeve with trembling hands.

Shen Shi suddenly widened his eyes.

It is the fragrance of Yuanmeng Pillow.

He saw...Yu Shuyuan clutching the sachet tightly, her white jade-like knuckles tightly grasping the concentric knot of the sachet, but her face was calm, ignoring it as if she was extremely unwilling to admit it. That sachet.

Yu Shuyuan suddenly threw the sachet against the wall in a restless manner, and several "Yuanmeng Pillow" broken fragrance pills rolled out...

One rolled to sink to the feet.

Shen Shi closed his eyes, bent down to pick it up, Yu Shuyuan looked straight at him, his hands were tense and twitched slightly.

Shen lit the incense.

As the smoke rose, Yu Shuyuan's state obviously relaxed, but her face became painful.

Shen Shi moved the lighted pocket censer to Yu Shuyuan, and said softly, "The incense of quitting is attachment, and the only way to let go is to smell the incense."

Yu Shuyuan stared at him in shock.

"If you're used to three meals a day, you won't be able to skip lunch. If you're used to sleeping in the morning and evening, it's hard to stay up all night. If you insist on going against the grain, it won't help anything except adding pain. Instead, it will teach people's internal organs The six viscera are like a burning fire, which is hard to forget.”

Shen Shi's eyes hurt, and he said: "The book is far away, people have gone, like a lamp is extinguished, why do you have to be true to dead things, it's hard for yourself..."

Why……

Because care.

Yu Shuyuan used to be the bamboo horse of her childhood sweetheart, and Yu Shuyuan's future is a poisonous snake that flies to bring disasters. Which one is her habit and which one is her habit?

The fragrance of Yuanmeng pillow permeated the room, Yu Shuyuan sniffed lightly, and even his limbs screamed in pain.

She thought of the plantains and cherries in Xiashan, the red, green and green ones, swallowing up the unremarkable Du Ying in the corner.

She grabbed the exquisite incense burner suddenly, and a drop of tear fell into it. The Yuanmeng Pillow became thicker when it was wet. She was dazed for a while, and said calmly, "I didn't see Du Ying when I went to Xiashan this time."

Duying is Xu Qingjun's favorite flower. It does not compete with the flowers in spring, nor is it as hot as summer flowers. It is clear and white, and looks proud and quiet.

Xu Qingjun planted a yard in Xiashan before and said it was given to her.

Xu Qingjun always gives her everything he likes.

And Meng Yang will only find everything she likes and destroy it in front of her.

She didn't see Du Ying in that yard, and the plantains and red cherry trees all over the mountain were completely burned by a fire.

Why was she sure that Meng Yang was dead? Why did she know that all the mountain flowers were burned? Yu Shuyuan remembered something in a daze.

That day, she opened her eyes in a daze from a deep sleep, and before she could feel the pain in her body, she saw a pile of confetti on the bedside.

She recalled the scenes of being bullied and humiliated last night, her face flushed with anger, and she almost wanted to die.

She wished to tear Meng Yang's corpse into ten thousand pieces, and angrily took the bronze mirror to wash it, only to see a few words written on the mirror - Xiashan, Xu Qingjun's tomb.

Shen Shi asked her, "Have you found the tomb?"

Yu Shuyuan said, "I found it."

Yu Shuyuan was stimulated by the word "tomb", and rushed to Xiashan Mountain single-handedly, but as soon as she entered the mountain gate, she found something strange.

In the midsummer season, I didn't even hear the chirping of half an insect.

Then a carrier pigeon flew in front of her, holding a piece of paper in its foot, on which it was written, "The red cherries fall, and the plantains turn green".

After several years, Yu Shuyuan didn't know how he remembered such a small matter in an instant.

She hurried to the mountainside, and then saw a broken narrow mountain road, she picked the lush banana leaves next to her as a cushion, slid down, and stopped at a bend of about three meters.

This mountain is extremely steep, no one dares to jump down casually, and no one knows which step will lead to the abyss.

But Yu Shuyuan dared.

Because this is the way she and Meng Yang fell out.

That day when she was flipping through "Xu Xiake's Travel Notes" and saw an article describing the beautiful scenery of mountains in the rain, she got excited, looked at the sky, and expected that it would rain after half a day, so she grabbed Meng Yang and went with her.

Meng Yang: "Sister, Xiashan is dangerous. If it rains again, it will be fatal."

Yu Shuyuan hit him on the head with a book angrily, "Just to take care of you, a tuberculosis, I got this girl who hasn't been down the mountain for a month, and she's calling you to go enjoy the scenery together, and she's still chattering, chatting , love to go or not!"

"I go by my own!"

Meng Yang said: "If you dare to go, I will tell Brother Xu!"

Xu Qingjun found out, he must read her like a scripture for ten days and a half a month.

"Good boy, I'll kill you today, you bastard!"

Meng Yang ran up and down the mountain. He was small and quick-moving, but Yu Shuyuan couldn't catch up to him.

And he always kept a short distance away like a pet, waiting for Yu Shuyuan to run towards him.

It wasn't until Yu Shuyuan was finally exhausted that she gasped with the willow waist inserted, and suddenly realized that she was halfway up the mountain, and there was a natural terrace here. Meng Yang was sitting on a towering stone peak, with his legs crossed, holding a Dogtail grass, squinting at her.

He claimed to be a sassy and romantic, but Meng Yang was like a brat at that time, pretending to be like an adult, which was ridiculous and funny.

Yu Shuyuan twitched the corner of his mouth and slapped him on the back of the head.

His eyes were filled with gold stars.

Meng Yang said, "Is this place not good? I've been looking for it for a long time..."

Yu Shuyuan directly pinched his round face, "Why are you running around for nothing, don't you know the danger!"

Meng Yang grinned, "I want to make Sister Yu happy."

Yu Shuyuan felt a little dazzled by the cub's big white teeth.

When there was a sudden heavy rain, Meng Yang skillfully pulled a large banana leaf over the heads of the two of them. Yu Shuyuan excitedly stood up and looked at it, wishing he could have a panoramic view.

The banana leaves were one up and one down, and Meng Yang sat quietly looking up at her, listening to the beautiful sound of the rain and enjoying the cool summer breeze, he stood up uncontrollably, and wiped away a drop of rainwater from Yu Shuyuan's eyes with his hand.

The touch under the fingertips is soft, with the smoothness of a girl.

Meng Yang saw that her eyes were too bright, and Yu Shuyuan's heart beat a few times. He didn't have the heart to look at the mountains behind him, and said indiscriminately, "If you grow up, you should be a beauty..."

She felt Meng Yang take a step closer to her, and she took a step back unconsciously.

This step was missed.

He grabbed the banana leaves and slid down, breaking the indescribable atmosphere.

When the two slid down the steep mountain, Yu Shuyuan subconsciously hid his hand, even if his face was disfigured, nothing happened to his hand.

And when he fell to the ground after bumping left and right, Yu Shuyuan realized that she had been locked in Meng Yang's arms all the time, so she was covered with mud only on the bottom of her trousers, and there was no wound at all, but Meng Yang broke her leg.

With this interruption, all the emotions that had been invisible just now disappeared.

She was so frightened that she hurriedly went to see Meng Yang, and after making sure that her inner abdomen was not injured, she complained: "This injury that has just recovered a little bit has become serious again, why are you so unlucky!"

Before Meng Yang could react from the pain in his leg, she was groping him all over the place. After finally regaining his composure, he heard this unconscionable sentence again.

Meng Yang gritted his teeth, kindly treated her like a donkey, and protected her only when he was crazy. This damn instinct.

I saw Yu Shuyuan shook his blue-haired head again and said, "Meng Yang, you are finished. If you break your leg, you will definitely not be able to climb Xiashan Mountain."

Meng Yang was stunned for a moment, and he wanted to abandon his feelings and run away by himself?

He suggested: "Why don't sister go out first and call Brother Xu to save me?"

Yu Shuyuan stood up and walked around twice thoughtfully, then said coolly: "The ghosts can still find you in this barren mountain!"

That's right, I don't even bother to save him.

The most poisonous woman's heart, Meng Yang felt his leg hurt three points again, pouted and said, "If you can find it, look for it, if you can't find it, let me fend for myself, don't wait for sister Huiyu to get out, Huangquan Road You still want to ask me for a murderous explanation!"

Yu Shuyuan suddenly leaned in front of him, so close that he could count the eyelashes of the other person, he swallowed twice, only to see Yu Shuyuan's red lips parted and closed, the end of his eyes raised, and said in a narrow voice: "You beg me One moment, and I'll save you."

It was too easy for Meng Yang.

"I beg my sister to save me..." Meng Yang's voice was very long, twisting and turning, with a hint of itchiness.

Yu Shuyuan's goosebumps came out, and he cursed, "Spineless!"

Then without further ado, he carried Meng Yang on his back.

To be honest, Meng Yang didn't feel romantic at all. At that time, he just felt embarrassed. The embarrassment of being carried by the woman he liked was too terrible.

"Don't hold on so tightly, it hurts me!"

Although the words that came out of Yu Shuyuan's mouth were not good, they were also coquettish.

Meng Yang quietly plucked off a red cherry leaf from Yu Shuyuan's hair. She was so thin and fragile, and somehow she had such strength. She ran all over the mountain all day long, always charming and charming.

It was so embarrassing, Meng Yang buried his head in the side of Yu Shuyuan's neck.

But Meng Yang actually hoped that he could be smaller, preferably the size of Xiao Chengyuan's dream pillow, so that he could be carried in Yu Shuyuan's pocket and go anywhere.

It was still raining heavily, Meng Yang supported the banana leaves, Yu Shuyuan carried him on his back, and walked through the long Xiashan Mountain.

Meng Yang said lightly: "I tried my best to think badly about you..."

"It's raining too much, I can't hear you clearly..."

"I said sister Kong Wu is powerful!" Meng Yang said loudly.

After returning, Meng Yang's other leg was also broken.

……

Meng Yang was leaning on a stone peak with his legs up and a dog's tail grass in his mouth as before.

What is different from the past is that at that time, the banana leaves kept out the rain, but now the fan leaves shade.

Meng Yang said, "Sister is here."

Yu Shuyuan's ears felt like needles, she said, "Where's the tomb?"

Meng Yang smiled, propped the banana leaf on Yu Shuyuan's head, and said, "Sister, don't you ask about the account book?"

"You know it all."