Chunyin

I stood under a pomegranate tree that had just sprouted, and looked at the young people sitting on the veranda basking in the sun through a long corridor.

In early spring, it had just rained early in the morning, the ground in the courtyard was still wet, and the sun had already emerged from the clouds.The sun shines on the wet courtyard, and countless stars in the forest shoots dance and shine brightly.The young man sat quietly on an armchair, with a thin blanket on his knees. The blanket was washed clean and neatly folded, just like its owner.

Seen from me, the young man's slightly drooping eyelids and straight nose were covered with a patch of sunlight, and the outline was sharply and clearly cut by the sunlight.There was a book spread out on his knees, and his hands were on the book, but he hadn't turned a page for a long time, it seemed that he had been distracted for a long time.Ordinarily, it was a picture of a leisurely and peaceful spring day, except that the crutch leaning on the boy's side was a bit eye-catching.

I looked at it for a while, then reached out and shook the pomegranate beside me vigorously, and the rainwater hanging from the branch fell to the ground with a splash.The boy came back to his senses when he heard the movement, turned his head slightly, and looked over.

Then I saw clearly the 13-year-old Fu Changting, or should call him "Shen Zhuyun".

Gou Mang said that this was my first life with that little snake in the mortal world.Shen Zhuyun is the youngest son of a wealthy family in Suzhou, and she was cast in a wealthy family that lacks everything. The fly in the ointment is that she suffered from rheumatism and bone pain from the cold when she was young. The winter is hard, and the rainy day is also hard.

In the prismatic leaky window at the end of the corridor are framed a sprig of peach, a spring bamboo, and 13-year-old Shen Zhuyun.

Looking at this scene from a distance, I was a little surprised and a little bit moved—although the appearance was exactly the same, this person was not the same as the Fu Changting I knew.

He looked at me for a while, until the intermittent rain on the pomegranate tree was over, he was about to look away, and suddenly turned back with a wrong eye - I heard a series of footsteps behind me , I followed the sound and turned around, seeing the person coming, I couldn't help but startled for a moment, I seemed to return to the Dingguohou's Mansion many years ago in a trance, and he was also a child in his early ten years old, wearing a riding suit and carrying a knife on his back. Bow, holding a kite in his hand, ran past me in three steps at a time.

The child's appearance couldn't be more familiar, it's me—it's just vague, and there seems to be something different.

Gou Mang said that I am called "Lu Zhuo" in this life, my father and grandparents are family friends with the Shen family, two years behind Shen Zhuyun, they are childhood sweethearts who grew up together.

I followed the kid, and heard him happily shout "Third Brother!", but before the word "Brother" landed, I saw the kid tripped on the steps and fell to the corridor.

I watched Shen Zhuyun's expression turn pale when he saw the person coming, but the joy hadn't even reached his brows, and he was instantly wiped away by such a fall.The thin blanket on his knees slipped to his feet, he stood up with the handrails, walked all the way to the wall, and asked with concern: "Did you fall?"

Lu Zhuo choked up a sob in his throat, and responded with a suppressed cry: "I fell——"

It's true...

The child lay on the ground for a while, then gritted his teeth and half got up, Shen Zhuyun had already walked up to him.He supported the pillar with one hand, while handing over to Lu Zhuo.

Shen Zhuyun's legs and feet were inconvenient, but the child was not polite, Shen Zhuyun stretched out his hand, and he put it on top of him, grinning his teeth with all his strength, rubbed his knees, raised his head, holding two tears from the pain, and moved towards Shen Zhuyun. She smiled silly: "It's okay, third brother."

I saw Lu Zhuo's face splashed with a few mud spots, and he looked really not very smart. I couldn't help remembering that I asked Jumang just now: Mr. Zetu is a rich man who lacks everything. He doesn't know me. What kind of life is this life?

Gou Mang pointedly said: "Your life... is the life of 'foolish people are lucky'."

... When he came up, he had such a fall, and Silly could see something, but Fu really didn't.

Shen Zhuyun grabbed Lu Zhuo's hand and turned it over. Seeing that the palm of his hand was torn, he frowned, and reproached him, "Why are you running in such a hurry?"

Lu Zhuo retracted his hands, lowered his eyes and said timidly, "I'm afraid you'll wait..."

The two attend classes in the same school, and Shen Zhuyun often stares at Lu Zhuo because he fails to study well, and Shen Zhuyun counts him as half a teacher.Shen Zhuyun was meticulous, and the same was true for this "student", so Lu Zhuo had a little more respect for this third brother of the Shen family besides being close to him.

Shen Zhuyun didn't mean to blame him, but seeing his reaction felt helpless, seeing his clothes were wet, he asked again: "Aunt and Aunt got caught in the rain when they came back from Huqiu?"

It's okay not to say, but the child felt wronged when he talked about it, and when he opened his mouth, two tears that were originally suffocated in his eyes fell down: "I was supposed to arrive an hour ago! Who knew that I would go to Pingmen and go down?" When it started to rain, I said that I had made an appointment with my third brother at Sishizheng. The third brother was in a hurry and would accuse me. What's wrong with the rain? But my mother insisted that I wait until the rain stopped before leaving..."

As soon as the tears rushed down, those few mud spots melted, dripping dirty all over his face, coupled with his few strands of wet hair wrapped around his forehead and chin, it was really embarrassing.I looked at this big painted face, and really felt ashamed.

Shen Zhuyun also seemed a bit dumbfounded, he took Lu Zhuo's hand and walked back slowly: "Don't cry. Come with me to change into dry clothes first." He finally smiled, "It's really to blame for this Shower, I won't say you."

Lu Zhuo followed Shen Zhuyun, sobbing intermittently, while supporting Shen Zhuyun's arm with his hand very naturally, lending him strength, and asked, "Really, really? You won't talk about me today?"

Shen Zhuyun called the servant girl and led him into the room.

"Really. Not about you."

Lu Zhuo was brought into the curtain by the maid to change clothes, he hesitated for a while, and then hesitated: "Then, then I didn't do my homework well, third brother, you don't blame me?"

This sentence made me laugh out loud - this ignorant virtue made me more sure that this Lu Zhuo was indeed good in my previous life.

Shen Zhuyun was silent outside for a while, then Fang said: "Brother Zhuo has been in Huqiu for more than half a month, what have you done?"

Probably after Shen Zhuyun calmed down, his tone was so common and easy-going that the kid inside thought that Shen Zhuyun was really chatting with him, and got excited for a while.The maid changed his clothes, and he danced and shared with Shen Zhuyun what he saw in the mountains every day through the curtain, and occasionally complained that the monks in the temple were really long-winded and boring, and the vegetarian food in the temple had no meat and was very salty, but The little monks are all very interesting, taking him climbing mountains today, climbing trees tomorrow, and releasing paper kites the day after tomorrow is much more interesting than being in the city!

Shen Zhuyun's complexion was not very good at first, but the boy wrung his fingers and talked all the way to the tenth day, until he lost his temper, drank a sip of tea, and simply listened to him calmly.

After changing his clothes, Lu Zhuo came out from the room, finally heaved a long sigh, and concluded: "Hey, it's better to be in the mountains, and I have to do my homework when I come out. I really want to stay in the mountains forever."

Shen Zhuyun said: "Since the mountains are so good, why don't you tell my aunt to stay for a few more days, my aunt is sincere in worshiping Buddha, and she won't say no."

Lu Zhuo said, "How did this happen? I made an appointment with my third brother to hand in my homework today."

Shen Zhuyun looked at him, and said indifferently: "What about homework?"

Lu Zhuo was dumb for a moment, speechless.

After staring wide-eyed for a while, Lu Zhuo lowered his head first, drooped his head and said, "Third Brother, I was wrong..."

Shen Zhuyun said: "Where is the mistake?"

Lu Zhuo: "Didn't do my homework..."

Shen Zhuyun: "No."

"No?" Lu Zhuo was stunned, "Is there something else wrong?"

Shen Zhuyun said: "If you don't believe what you say, how can you say it? If you don't believe it, how can you be a human being?"

When Shen Zhuyun said this, he was serious and looked like a young gentleman. I looked a little surprised——In my life, Fu Huan was a person who would use whatever means to achieve his goals and had no rules in his eyes. Shen Zhuyun is actually a gentleman.

Shen Zhuyun spoke earnestly, but unfortunately Lu Zhuo didn't understand, he just said: "I think third brother will always forgive me."

"What if one day I never believe in you and never forgive you again?"

Lu Zhuo asked, "Will the third brother meet?"

Shen Zhuyun choked up obviously, and said for a moment: "Yes. People's hearts are like a fire in a furnace. No matter how hot it is, it can't resist the repeated splashing of cold water."

Lu Zhuo was stunned, and stared at Shen Zhuyun blankly, as if he felt that the fire had been extinguished by several ladles of cold water.

The servant girl was putting away her clothes in the room, when she suddenly let out a soft "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Lu Zhuo was startled when he heard this, jumped up and rushed in, and met the little maid who came out holding the kite, and saw that the paper kite in the shape of a flying swallow had broken one of its bamboo bones, and half of its wings were drooping miserably. .Lu Zhuo's face froze and his face turned pale.

He reached out to touch the kite, and said in a low voice, "It was fine when I went in to see it just now...it must have been broken by that fall just now."

The servant girl went in without knowing it: But a kite broke, why is the young master of the Lu family so sad?He hurriedly comforted: "Master Lu, don't worry, there are many such kites on the street, besides swallows, there are also eagles and centipedes. If you want it, just ask someone to buy it."

Lu Zhuo said, "This one is different..."

Shen Zhuyun sat at the table and asked: "What's wrong with this one?"

Lu Zhuo said: "I learned from little master Mingjing, and I made it up with my own hands, and I'm going to give it to my third brother..."

This... I listened to him and shed a lot of tears for him. He was rained, wrestled and scolded this morning. Now that the last pot of cold water is being poured down, Shen Zhuyun's fire has not been extinguished. , his heart fire was extinguished first.

Lu Zhuo took the kite from the maidservant, pinched the broken bones together with his fingers, looking in vain, it was really pitiful.

The servant girl comforted: "Young Master Lu, don't be sad. The bamboo bone is broken, just stick it with paste and it will be fine. I'll go get some paste right away."

Lu Zhuo said: "The kite wants to fly! Its wings are broken, how can it fly?"

As soon as the words fell, one hand took the kite from Lu Zhuo's hand, and the other hand grabbed his wrist again, and brought him back to the table without any explanation.Shen Zhuyun frowned slightly, and sat down again with a helpless expression on his face.

Lu Zhuo stood beside him, watching Shen Zhuyun's fingertips slide slowly along the slender skeleton of the kite, and stopped at the broken place.

Lu Zhuo said sadly: "It's broken, I'll paste another good one for you."

Shen Zhuyun said: "Who said a kite with a broken wing can't fly?"

Lu Zhuo sniffed and was stunned again.

Shen Zhuyun glanced at him and said, "Sit down here."

Lu Zhuo obediently pulled the stool over and sat down next to Shen Zhuyun.Shen Zhuyun put his hand on Lu Zhuo's wrist, hesitated for a moment, brought his hand down, put it on his knee, and said, "Brother Zhuo, do you think I'm lame?"

Lu Zhuo lowered his eyes and curled his fingers.Under the table, Shen Zhuyun's slightly deformed kneecap was stuck to his palm.

Shen Zhuyun said softly: "But I still have to go to 'Zhuyun'."

Lu Zhuo seemed to understand, but did not speak.

Shen Zhuyun smiled again, with a soft voice: "I like the gift Zhuodi gave me very much, but now that it has broken its wings, I like it even more."

Hey... I looked at this gentle Shen Zhuyun, and my heart was full of emotions - have I ever seen such a calm and gentle Fu Huan?

I met Fu Huan when I was about 17 years old. Fu Huan grew up with me for two years and was 19 years old.At that time, I had just formed an enmity with Zhuang Heng because of the dim sum mole. After a few days, Fu Changting brought a scroll painting to the Hou Mansion to make amends for him.

In the early summer of Liangzhou, Fu Huan's aqua blue gown was kicked up step by step by him. I watched him through the prism window as he was led by the servants of the Hou's mansion through the thick shadow under the pomegranate tree. Pulling aside a low-hanging oleander branch by the sleeve, it circled into the flower hall.That Fu Changting is slick and capable, with sharp eyesight and excellent sense of people, and he made me happy in just a few words.

In the next few years, I used a knife to cut away Fu Huan's disguise layer by layer. Every time I cut a knife, it would hurt both sides.Fu Changting was covered with a gold-plated skin, and underneath was a rusty knife. It was fierce and rough, it could not kill people by cutting them, but it could grind them to death.

Now I understand that all of this has nothing to do with Fu Changting. If he changed his way of life, he could be as gentle, sincere, and friendly as Shen Zhuyun, but God did not give him a chance. He is also innocent of such a fate. .