Ginger

13.

After the man left, I sat in the garden for a whole day.He gave me a reason and also made me despair.

The sky was getting dark, I got up, washed and changed, and walked towards Jiang Sheng's school.I have walked this road many times, and every time I feel grateful and happy, but this time, it is very heavy.It was me who created today's Jiang Sheng with my own hands. This is the punishment of fate.

After the Jiaomen incident, Jiang Sheng became my internal counterpart. He was very nice, inconspicuous and not arousing suspicion.It's just that he didn't go to school since then, and he dodged when I asked.It's not hard to guess, if you hang out with a group of rich kids, a gentleman who worships the high and tramples the low, he gets beaten more than he reads, why don't I tell him a few words when I have nothing to do.It's just that I'm running around here and there, and I don't have much time to spare for Shen Qing's matchmaking.

My relationship with Jiang Sheng in bed does not need to be deliberately concealed.Uncle was already annoyed at Jiang Sheng's "attachment" to me for losing his face, but now he sees that Jiang Sheng is even more "ignorant of etiquette and shame" and he doesn't care anymore. Jiang Sheng, there is a He Minxing who is very good at playing the piano in the south hall.

He Minxing was also a victim of the battle for the throne of the aristocratic family, but his piano skills are really good.

He has a piano, Mo Zhishang.

The most difficult thing to let go of in this world is the three words "can't ask for it", especially for the one you love.I know that Zhao Yuanchun, who is in his forties, must want this piano.After all, for the rest of his life, he can only miss the person with the word "Zhi" in his name.

I will present another down-and-out beauty who can play this piano, what else can he not be with me.

I can't ask for it, hahaha!Can't ask for it!I looked up to the sky and laughed at the intersection now, and the passers-by looked at me in amazement and dodged one after another.Zhao Yuanchun's failure to get Zhi Zhengming is a natural disaster, but my failure to get Jiang Sheng is self-inflicted... This is really God's retribution.

I still remember that Zhao Yuanchun vaguely saw Jiang Sheng for the first time through the gauze curtain. His hands were trembling, and his tears were shining in disbelief.

"Zhi Ning." I called Jiang Sheng softly.

"What! What do you call him!" Zhao Yuanchun grabbed my hand that was about to lift the veil, staring at me with a pair of red eyes, and then pushed me away, almost staggering towards Jiang Sheng, grabbing my hand with both hands. His shoulder, "Zhengming, you are Zhengming!?"

——It seems that there is no need to bother with Mo Zhishang, my Jiang Sheng is enough.

Jiang Sheng backed away in shock, but Zhao Yuanchun hugged him in his arms, "Zhengming, are you Zhengming?"

"Zhengming" and "Zhining" are really similar, Jiang Sheng, the word Zhining is very good.

"I, I am..." Jiang Sheng was bewildered by him.

Good answer!I thought to myself, while pretending to be surprised, I asked, "Yuan Chun, do you know Brother She?" I asked, but I didn't step forward to stop them.

Zhao Yuanchun was completely trapped in his own emotions and couldn't help himself. He began to cry bitterly. Although Jiang Sheng didn't understand, he was so sad that he hugged him and patted him on the back, "Don't cry."

He Minxing came out from the inner room holding the qin in his arms and stared at the scene for a long time. Fang sneered and said, "Master, I'm afraid I won't be able to use Minxing's qin."

"I promise you you won't go back on your word."

I'm in a good mood, it's not just Shen Qing's job to investigate a case for He Minxing.

It took Zhao Yuanchun a long time to wipe away his tears, but his eyes never left Jiang Sheng, "I lost my temper for my brother, I am ashamed and ashamed. I made Zhining laugh."

I walked to the door of Jiang Sheng's academy, and the door was closed. I knocked on the door, but no one answered me.

☆、No.14 Twenty Chapters

14.

When I woke up, it was already dark, the pain relief was just tired and hungry, and I looked around and I was lying on the ground.

15.

I searched all the way in, pushed open the door, the room was dark, my eyes adapted to the darkness, and I found that Jiang Sheng was lying beside the footrest.

16.

Dim twilight seeped in through the crack of the door, a bit dazzling.

17.

"Jiang Sheng." I felt my throat trembling, and I could hardly pronounce this name repeated thousands of times day and night.

18

I must have fainted from illness and was about to die, or the hallucinations would have come out.I actually saw the door open, and the man who put the Buddha as Chuanzhi walked in. He was in the twilight at the door and called me "Jiang Sheng."

19

Jiang Sheng fell asleep quietly, with no pain on his face.Porridge was simmering in the small clay pot in front of the door. I sat by the bed and watched him.

I have imagined countless times when we met, how he would react to me, whether it was crying or cursing, beating or turning a blind eye indifferently, but none of them, he lay there quietly, silently proclaiming his love to me. My life is passing by quietly, but I can't do anything...

I heard a long gasp - he woke up, looked at me, I really wanted to give him a smile, moved the corners of his mouth, but couldn't.My expression must have been ugly because he closed his eyes after taking one look at me.After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at me again. This time his eyes were focused, and he blinked wearily, "It's amazing, Tian Masan even has hallucinations today."

I gently stroked his hair with distress, "Zhi Ning, I'm my brother." I felt warm moisture flowing through my fingers.

At this moment, I want to kneel and thank God: He will still cry for me, and we are not hopeless.

20

he came.When I'm in such a mess.

Decocting medicine and cooking porridge every day, I didn't know that such a proud man would do these things.

After taking the medicine, he would dance a sword in the courtyard, sometimes rising up, sometimes with aura like a rainbow, and sometimes bursting out through the air.I sat on the chair he placed on the porch and watched, listening to the sound of the long sword slicing through the air.Sometimes he would sit next to me drinking a cup of tea after dancing the sword, watching the pigeons flying by in the yard, and talking to me; sometimes I would fall asleep when he sat down...

On the twelfth, the children came back to class, and my illness was about to recover, but he refused to let me go to class, so he took his books and ran to the main room.The children shouted, "Where is our husband! Who are you!" He smiled and looked at me outside the window, and the children ran out, pointing at him and saying, who is this!I couldn't help raising the corners of my mouth when I saw his embarrassed look.

"Look, how much these little guys protect you, sir, student, I don't dare to bully you anymore." I smiled slightly at his joke, he didn't care about my indifference these days, and said to himself happy.

It didn't take long for the children to fall in love with him, but how could they not like him? The half-grown children admire him for his knowledge and achievements. A good sword, well written.I wonder how he has so much time to stay here in the northern city of the border, does he not have to protect his Shen Qing, does he not have to be loyal to his belief.

In July, even the North City is unbearably hot.It was almost noon, the child was very drowsy, the doors and windows were wide open but there was not even a breath of wind, and I was also sweating.He looked at the drooping little heads, and suddenly asked, "Which of you can ride a horse?"

With this question, the little ones immediately regained their energy, and the school was full of chatter.

"Sir! I can ride a donkey! My Er Maozi can run so fast!!"

"Forget it, your dumbass legs are not smooth, and they are still running!"

Finally, the discussion became "Sir, go for a ride! Let's go for a ride!"

The shouts became louder and louder, and finally cheered, watching the schoolbags and textbooks being thrown into the sky.

"Ahem!" He cleared his throat, "Do you want to ride a horse?"

"Think!" The little boys shouted loudly.

"Then I have to ask your Mr. Jiang if he agrees! I dare not take you there until Mr. Jiang agrees!" He finished speaking in a long voice, and looked at me narrowly.

The children dropped their textbooks and hulaed towards me, chirping and begging for my permission.What nonsense.

In the end, it was the two of us who rode the horse. He carried me on the horse, put his hands on his chest, and took the children to the nearby hillside to play.We walked in the shade of the forest without talking to each other.The only topic between us was the children in the school. In private, there was nothing to say, so he talked to himself.

"I thought, you should also come out to get some air. Thanks to these little boys, otherwise I haven't had the chance to ride with you."

"..."

Seeing that I had nothing to say to himself for a while, he suddenly pinched his legs, hugged me tightly and said, "Jiang Sheng, let's go!" He knocked his foot, and the bay red horse galloped, and the trees on both sides quickly passed behind him. The cool wind caressed my ears, and I approached his chest, clearly feeling his steady and powerful heartbeat, as well as his temperature and breath.

That was the night many years ago, he was running in the narrow alleys of Huaining with my arms in his arms like this, I heard his powerful heart beating like a deer, but now things are different.

We bumped up and down with the horse, ran to the top of the hill, and reined in the horse.The person who was roasted by the setting sun was warm, and he was already sweating, exuding a charming smell.He hugged me: "Jiang Sheng, I know you have a lot of resentment in your heart, but please give me a chance, give me some time, let's start from scratch, just like we went to ride the waves to catch crabs back then, and we Start over. We have a lifetime to learn how to go back."

"Jiang Sheng, Jiang Zhining is dead, he died in Zhao Yuanchun's house. How can you spend the rest of your life with a dead man?"