fictional spring

But with a straightforward personality, even if the other party is his fellow student, as long as he has no interest in that person, it is very likely that he will not even remember the other party's name.

So, "It's just the same door."

After listening to my explanation, the maid also seemed to think it made sense—she has been with me for so long, and she can more accurately feel how cold Qingzhi treats other people.

"After all, Master Qingzhi will put away his indifference towards other people only in front of you."

The maid sighed.

"However..." Her expression also became a little dazed, as if remembering something from the past, "If you hadn't brought me back to Yuanjia, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to live as peacefully as I am now."

I looked at her and didn't speak.

It's not something that deserves to be specifically mentioned, but it's just that when I passed by, I saw a little girl who was about my age but was being abused, so I begged my mother to buy her and become my maid.

"Miss Mutsuki," her eyes seemed to be a little red: "No matter what... I also hope that you can find happiness."

I reached out and stroked her cheek, "Thank you."

Because she is a kind and gentle girl, she always thinks of me and takes care of my daily life seriously and meticulously.

"I've always been happy."

I have no reason to be unhappy.

When my mother was alive, I was her favorite child. After she passed away, my father gave me all the best things he had. Not only my parents, but also the servants at home never neglected me—— Everyone around me is a good person, and they all show their best side in front of me.

So when Tong Mo came to look for me, but found me sitting alone in the room in a daze, asked me if I had any troubles, and said that I could tell him, I shook my head.

"Ms. Muyue really doesn't need to say it?" Tong Mo showed a puzzled look: "You seem to have something on your mind."

"But it's normal, right?"

I say.

"There is no such thing as a life that is always smooth sailing, just as there is no such thing as an absolutely calm lake. But those who are alive will always encounter many twists and turns."

Tong Mo showed a ignorant look at the beginning, but after I finished speaking, he opened his big round eyes, and brought those magnificent rainbow-colored pupils closer to me.

"So Ms. Mutsuki is also encountering twists and turns now?"

I nodded, "That's right."

"Then does it hurt you?"

When he asked, I shook my head again.

"I'm not in pain."

"Is that unfortunate?"

"No misfortune either."

"That's tragic."

"There is no such thing..."

I answered his question softly, and saw that his expression became extremely tangled again, his round face wrinkled together, looking extremely distressed.

"But you are not smiling."

He said to me, "If you really don't feel pain and misery, why don't you laugh?"

This question made me stunned for a moment, and it took me a while to react.

"Do you feel pain?"

I asked him back.

Perhaps for ordinary children of this age, such a question seems a bit too esoteric, but I know it is clear enough for Tong Mo.

The kid shook his head.

I touched his face, then shook his hand and said, "But you're not smiling now either."

The entanglement on his face suddenly dissipated, leaving only a slightly dazed look.

As if caught in some kind of vicious circle that is hard to get out of, after saying this sentence, the topic ended in unison.

Not long after that, my father suddenly called me to the study alone.

His expression was a little dignified, as if he had something very important to tell me, which made me sit up straighter.

"Muyue," my father called my name softly, looking at me with complex eyes, which was a combination of nostalgia and gratification, but finally turned into a few words.

He said, "You... have grown up."

I once heard the older servants in the family say that when my father fell in love with my mother, my mother was sixteen or seventeen years old—about the same age as I am now.

I suddenly realized something, "Father..."

"Muyue," he interrupted me, and said the words he had prepared, "What do you think of that kid Qingzhi?"

When my father asked this question, I could understand his mood.

But, "clear him, he is a very good boy."

That's all I can answer.

After living together for so many years, although my father is often busy with official duties, he has never cared less than half a point for me, so he understands me relatively well.

Even so, he explained his thoughts: "If possible, I hope you can get married."

I pursed my lips and said nothing.

Seeing that I didn't retort immediately, my father continued, "Although the child has a cold personality and cannot see the sun due to illness, the child has a very talented swordsmanship, and it is not without the power to protect you. What's more He said long ago that the purpose of practicing swordsmanship is to protect you."

As I said before when I mentioned Brother Chenzang, once a person has something he wants to protect, he will continue to work hard to make himself stronger.

Because only when you become strong can you hold on to everything you want.

I showed a hesitant look.

Father sighed: "In the past few years, I have also seen how you get along, not to mention that you are not ignorant. In the entire Yuan family, you are the only person he is willing to take the initiative to get close to."

Whether it is for Qing Zhi or me, my father can be regarded as conscientious.

However, "Qingzhi is still young."

So even if I don't object to it, he may not be willing.

Furthermore, even if he is willing now, it may only be because he is still young, and he may regret it in the future.

After all, Qingzhi and I get along more like siblings.

It seemed to me that he would want to be close to me and would get mad at me for being too close to other kids, all because of me as family.

So the father also said: "I have also considered this point. If you can't become a husband and wife, then I will adopt Qing Zhi as an adopted son. After all, he has been in Yuan's family for several years, but he has never had an official status..."

I had doubts about why my father didn't adopt Qingzhi as an adopted son before. At that time, I came to the conclusion that my father might think it would be better for Qingzhi to keep his original name.

It's just that I didn't expect that there was such a layer of intention in it.

"Then, when you're free, let's find some time to talk to Qingzhi alone..."

Just as I was making a suggestion, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from outside the barrier.

"You don't need to find time."

The boy who pushed open the barrier stood at the door, walked to us, and sat down in front of his father, his handsome face was full of seriousness: "If you have anything to say, you can tell me right now. "

I subconsciously looked at my father.

We don't know the reason why Qingzhi appeared at such a coincident time, but since he has already said so, his father has no intention of hiding it.

He told Qingzhi what he meant, and then asked, "What do you think?"

No matter what choice Qingzhi makes, it will not have a bad impact on our relationship - I am sure of that.

But he said without hesitation, "I do."

This made me hesitate, not because I think Qingzhi can’t take responsibility, nor because I’m afraid that he will break his promise in the future, but——

I remembered one thing.

During the previous illness, the doctor invited by my father seemed hesitant to speak.

But since my father would make such a suggestion, did I think too much at that time?

I knew very well that my father would not tell me what the doctor had said to him, so there was no need to ask more, but after hesitating, when I raised my face, I saw Qing Zhi and my father staring at me.

"Then what is Mutsuki thinking?"

Those ambiguous answers before were completely overthrown by the straightforward and affirmative answer, and the other two were waiting for my answer.

I closed my eyes and nodded.

Of course I am willing.

When I opened my eyes again, Qing Zhi who was sitting next to me showed a bright smile, as if the indifference and alienation in my body were swept away, even when I was talking to my father, he was also full of smiles.

I was so surprised.

The innocence at this time, his joy seems to be contagious with me, so that I can't see through his mind at all, I can only rely on random guesses, until now, just sitting next to him Can clearly feel his thoughts.

Qingzhi, he is really looking forward to marrying me, and he is eagerly looking forward to that day.

only……

"Qingzhi is two years younger than Mutsuki..."

So even if both of them agree to the marriage contract, they may have to wait another two years before they can fulfill it.

When his father said these words, Qing Zhi's face became extremely complicated, as if he was a little annoyed, but also... with some kind of worry.

Especially when I said that I hope to hold a wedding after the Spring Festival, when Qingzhi looked at me with such deep eyes, it always made me feel a certain indescribable sense of heaviness.