west wind sleepless

The high fever subsided after two days, but the medicine continued.For more than half a month after that, he didn't speak a word to Yin Fengxiang, nor touched anything he handled, and of course he didn't share the same bed at night... Yin Fengxiang had already ordered someone to add a low couch, and the two of them Everyone sleeps in their own way.

On this day of winter solstice, Xi Xiang came in and said, "My lord, are you feeling better today?"

Yin Qingyu has been silent for several days, and her spirit is sluggish. When she heard her question, she answered casually as usual: "It's okay."

"The owner of the villa is going to pay a visit to Mr. Wang's house today, and let the young master go with him."

Yin Qingyu raised her face slowly in puzzlement.The Wang family's reputation is extremely famous, and everyone in Jiangnan martial arts knows it.Since Mr. Wang stepped down from the position of martial arts leader ten years ago, he devoted himself to teaching his disciples at home.Although he is no longer in charge of Jianghu affairs, he is highly respected and has a wide range of contacts. Every year, many friends from Jianghu still come to visit him.

Yin Fengxiang respected him very much and visited him every year. Due to the many affairs, the days were uncertain. Last year it was the Dragon Boat Festival, but this year it was chosen on the Winter Solstice.

But he doesn't understand the affairs of the world, and he has no connection with the Wang family, why should he... Yin Qingyu looked at Xixiang hesitantly.

Xixiang smiled understandingly: "Perhaps the owner of the villa has been bored with you for so long, so he let you go out for a walk... The Wang family has a plum garden, and they planted four or five acres of plum blossoms, and now the plum blossoms are in full bloom." It’s time, young master, it’s good to relax and enjoy the flowers!”

Arriving at Wang's house, I briefly met Li. Yin Fengxiang was chatting with Mr. Wang in the main hall. Entered the famous plum garden.

This garden really lives up to its reputation. The plum blossoms of Yishushu are as bright as fire, and the elegant plum fragrance is refreshing.It had only snowed the day before, and although the weather was fine, the snow on the ground was still half a foot thick. Stepping on the soft snow, breathing in the bursts of cold air, I forgot the depression in my heart for a moment, and I really felt refreshed.

Some guests from the rivers and lakes in the garden are also strolling to enjoy the plum blossoms, and several family members are also here to watch the plum blossoms.

The blue sky, white snow and red plums are picturesque.Yin Qingyu couldn't help being moved in her heart, and ordered the servants who followed her to fetch white paper and brushes.

He strolled and watched, and vaguely saw a little light yellow in the southwest corner. It turned out that there was a small piece of wintersweet planted there, and he couldn't help but walked over happily.

The scent of wintersweet is more intense, and the flowers are beautiful. Yin Qingyu was standing under the tree and was fascinated by watching, when suddenly someone behind him whispered: "Sapphire!"

When I turned around and saw the face in front of me, I couldn't move at all.

It's him!

Her breathing almost stopped, and her chest shook heavily, and she couldn't tell if it was a dream or real... She just stared at him, but couldn't say a word.

"Sapphire!" Cheng Fei's eyes were also full of shock and joy, "It's really you... I thought we'd never..." His voice trembled.

"... Ah Fei!" Yin Qingyu was finally able to speak, but her heart was sore when she opened her mouth.He hastily suppressed it.

A hole suddenly burst in my heart, ecstasy, panic, sorrow, grievance... I want to pour down!

"Sapphire! Heaven has eyes to allow me to be here..." Cheng Fei held his hands tightly, and suddenly frowned, "Your face is not good, and you have lost weight..." Looking at his pale face, his heart ached Extremely.

The scorching temperature came from his palm, Yin Qingyu seemed to wake up to something, only felt like a needle pricked her heart, and slowly withdrew her hand.

Sensing his avoidance, Cheng Fei gripped it even tighter, refusing to relax at all, and said anxiously: "Qingyu, what's wrong! Don't tell me...you don't want to see me? Are you still blaming me?"

Yin Qingyu lowered her eyes, hesitated for a moment and finally said: "No... I'm fine, you don't have to worry... Miss Ling is sincere to you, you guys..."

"What are you talking about!" Cheng Fei interrupted him abruptly, so angry that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he missed him day and night, and he mentioned Ling Weiwei when he came up! "What does the matter between us have to do with Miss Ling? ... Yes, my father likes her, but we are just friends, and I have always only had you in my heart!"

Listening to him frankly expressing his emotions, Yin Qingyu's heart was shocked, as if heat was flowing through her heart, and she no longer felt the cold of the north wind on her body.

Ah, it turned out to be like this... He, like himself, has not given up on the past...

His eyes were hot, and his voice was lower: "If you regret..." I was determined not to blame him.

"Why should I regret it!" Cheng Fei said decisively, but there was a hint of annoyance between his brows, "... If I say regret, it's probably that night..."

He sighed, his voice dejected. "I wanted to apologize to you that night. I didn't want to. I was discovered by Yin Fengxiang...you know how anxious I was when I couldn't see you...I was even more afraid that I would hurt you." He stared at his sweetheart, " Qingyu, are you okay? Has Yin Fengxiang ever made things difficult for you?"

As soon as this remark came out, it was like a thunderbolt, and it was like a piercing steel cone. Yin Qingyu felt his eyes go dark suddenly, his hands and feet were instantly cold, and those countless humiliating and embarrassing images flooded up; he stood stiffly, like a People who don't have a clue are above the public, and everything can be seen through.

Seeing his face change dramatically, Cheng Fei worriedly asked: "Sapphire?"

Yin Qingyu didn't know how he opened his mouth, he tried his best to show a faint smile: "Don't worry... I'm fine..."

Cheng Fei was dubious, always felt something was wrong, frowned and asked again: "Really?"

Yin Qingyu slowly met his gaze, and said seriously: "Yes."

Cheng Fei saw that apart from being weaker, there seemed to be nothing wrong with him, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right, you are his brother after all, he will always take care of something..."

The most common words, but Yin Qingyu heard great irony, and he couldn't help turning pale.

Seeing his body trembling, Cheng Fei asked with concern: "Is it too cold? You need to wear more in snowy weather." He stretched out his arms to wrap him in his arms.

Unexpectedly, Yin Qingyu took a step back suddenly, and seemed to be very resistant to his intimacy.

Cheng Fei was puzzled and hurt, and asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you still blaming me?"

"I..." Yin Qingyu moved his lips with difficulty. He was ashamed of himself at the moment, staring at the snow, gritted his teeth and continued, "I, I got a disease a while ago... ...the body is covered with sores...it's so dirty..."

"Really?" Cheng Fei stepped forward anxiously and distressedly, "What did the doctor say? Are you better now? How does your family take care of you? Does it still hurt? Let me see!" He anxiously caught Yin Yin again. Sapphire hands.

"...It's all right now." Yin Qingyu still wanted to break free.

Cheng Fei held onto it tightly and refused to let go. "It's really healed? Did the doctor say that? Are you still feeling sick?"

Yin Qingyu hesitated and nodded. "It's ready. But..." His shoulders trembled, and his head was lowered very low, "But it's really ugly... very dirty... If you see it, you must..."

Seeing him in such loss and pain, Cheng Fei felt distressed and funny: "It's just a disease, it's over, what are you afraid of doing? Don't think about the past anymore, as long as you are well now... No wonder, your face is not good. Well, your hands are so cold, it turns out that you have just recovered from a serious illness... I hate that I can't take care of you by your side!" He blamed himself, stretching out his hand to hug Yin Qingyu into his arms.

A call came from afar: "Young Master..."

It was the boy who went to get the pen and paper just now.Knowing that he couldn't stay for a long time, Cheng Fei touched his body in a hurry, took out a small blue flag and stuffed it into Yin Qingyu's hand: "Qingyu, I'm in a hurry today, I don't know when we will meet again, we are in contact with Feige, you take this flag The flag is placed at home for two days, and even if it is taken down after two days, the pigeons can know the way."

In the end, he held Yin Qingyu's hand again, and stared at him reluctantly, until the servant's voice got closer and closer, then he turned around and disappeared from the plum forest.

Yin Qingyu's mood fluctuated violently, until the little servant ran to her side panting, "My lord, the pen and paper are all ready... It's just that it's cold, and the ink is all condensed into one piece, so it needs to be melted with hot water..."

Yin Qingyu couldn't hear what the boy said at all, his heart was in a mess, but he secretly held the little flag under his sleeve with his hands.