Who said brother beggar has no love

Halfway through the conversation, I don't know how to continue.

Jiang Xingzhou looked down at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Fang Shuheng shook his head and sat back.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Xingzhou raised his eyebrows in confusion, but he didn't ask any more questions.

After walking this waterway, when he landed, Jiang Xingzhou suddenly asked again: "Miss Fang, we really haven't seen each other before?" "

"No... maybe." She was a little uncertain, and after she finished speaking, she muttered in a low voice, "I'm afraid I've made a mistake..."

He was tall and tall, and he was too different from the boy in her memory.

Only by the way he opened the window and entered the room when they first met, and her momentary trance... She really couldn't be sure if this person was the little beggar in her heart.

But I don't know why, but it always feels the same.

Originally, she wanted to ask him about it... But when she thought of the scene where he was talking and laughing with others just now, she felt that it was unnecessary.

Beggar in a dream, that kind of feeling is not suitable to be uncovered.

"Heh..." He suddenly chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?" she asked back.

Jiang Xingzhou slightly curled his lips, and suddenly took half a step forward, then bent down, propped his hands on his knees, lowered his head and smiled and asked, "I suddenly thought of a poem below, but I don't know much about it, and I don't remember the first half of it. I wonder if Miss Fang would like to explain it to me?" Confused?"

Fang Shuheng looked at his enlarged handsome face and swallowed uncontrollably.

I wanted to look into his eyes subconsciously, but his eyes were covered with clouds.

She took a half step back and stammered, "You... you just say it's okay, no, you don't have to... come so close."

Jiang Xingzhou nodded, but didn't back away. He just asked with a smile: "The half line of the poem that I just remembered below is 'Missing Fate, I don't know each other'. Miss Fang, do you know what the first half line is?"

"I don't know, the first half of the sentence is destined to come from a thousand miles..." Fang Shuheng raised his head and said, but suddenly stopped when the words were about to end.

She looked at Jiang Xingzhou blankly, and a thought suddenly rose in her mind.

It can't really be him!

The boy in his memory once smiled at her with injuries all over his body, with a blade of grass in his mouth, and a wicked smile on his face.

He said: "It is said that we are destined to meet thousands of miles away, but if we are not destined to meet each other face to face, we are also destined? Hey, don't cry, I'm fine...Forget it, tell me what your name is, If there is a chance in the future, I will take you to Junshan Island to see the peach blossoms, they are in full bloom...don't cry..."

Jiang Xingzhou was still slightly bent, with a slight curve on the corner of his mouth, a little unruly, a little wimpy, but with a little unknown calm demeanor... Such a look made her slightly dazed.

In a daze, he returned to the tattered but carefree young beggar he saw on the street a few years ago.

"You, it's you...is it really you?"

Fang Shuheng felt tears at the thought of this, and when he thought of Jiang Xingzhou's words just now, he immediately raised his hand to cover his mouth, and after suppressing the exclamation, he asked in a low voice, "Didn't you already..."

Seeing that she thought of him, Jiang Xingzhou grinned, then stood up straight, and asked softly, "What has it been?"

Fang Shuheng said: "The doctor said that you are dead, and I want to give you money to prepare for your funeral."

Jiang Xingzhou: "..."

This doctor is not bad!

Jiang Xingzhou thought about whether he should go back to find this doctor, and then give him a full set of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and Dog Beating Stick.

Fang Shuheng looked at Jiang Xingzhou's face and was speechless for a while.

It's really him!

Things have to start nine years ago.

At that time, there was a little beggar who had just joined the Beggar Gang and hadn't learned anything yet.

When he went out to do errands with his senior brother, but because he was nosy, when his senior brother was not around, he tried his best to save a little girl who had been separated from her relatives.

When the wounded Beggar Sect disciple rescued her from the bully, she only said her name because she was helpless.

But the disciples of the Beggar Clan passed out before they could say their names.

She took him to the doctor, but the doctor saw that she was dressed in rags, and he might not be able to pay the medical expenses, so he told him bluntly that he could prepare for the funeral.

The little girl cried uncontrollably.

Later, Pu Jin, the sister Xiu who passed by, felt sorry for her, but because she still had urgent matters to deal with, and seeing her crying sadly, she asked someone to take the disciple of the beggar gang to the sub-helm of the beggar gang, and handed it over to the beggar gang. Help the brothers to look after.

The little girl was always stuck in the doctor's words of "you can prepare for the funeral", and she didn't care what the senior sister and the senior brothers of the beggar gang said later.

All I could think about was the scene where he was going to die.

Thinking of the past, she cried and laughed.

Finally, he walked up to Jiang Xingzhou and asked in a low voice, "It's really you..."

Jiang Xingzhou looked at Fang Shuheng's expression, and felt a little emotional as if he had lost it and found it again.

The endless pursuit of the past few years seems to have been missed in vain.

However, fortunately, we met again by fate, and everything was just as we had known each other before.

Thinking of this, he nodded and smiled: "I remember when I said that I would invite you to Junshan to see the peach blossoms, but I couldn't wait for anyone to come. I don't know your name, and because I was seriously injured at the time, I really can't remember you. I have searched all over to no avail."

Fang Shuheng was shocked when he heard what he said, but then he was more surprised than surprised.

He is waiting for himself?

looking for yourself?

Thinking of this, she felt a little embarrassed, and said: "I wanted to visit the Beggars' Gang a long time ago, but the sisters refused to agree... say you..."

She didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but Jiang Xingzhou understood a little bit.

"Haha..." He couldn't help laughing, and then said: "It seems that the disciples of the Beggar Clan didn't leave a good impression on you."

Fang Shuheng explained in a low voice: "It's not like this..."

Jiang Xingzhou smiled, but didn't answer any more, but looked at Fang Shuheng who bowed his head silently, and suddenly reached out to put his hand on her neck, and said softly: "Speaking of which, you have never had a chance to apologize to you for your injury here. ..."

At the beginning, he was just a fledgling brat, he took the lead as a disciple of the beggar gang, and when he saw the bully abducting a young girl, he wanted to save someone, but because he was not serious, he hurt the person first.

He had never dealt with girls much, so he was taken aback by her blood and tears that never stopped.

After successfully escaping, I wanted to apologize to her, but I was exhausted and passed out first. When I woke up, I was told that the person was gone.

That face of crying pear blossoms with rain is deeply planted in my heart, lingering day and night.

At first it was just guilt.

Later, for some reason, this feeling gradually became deeply rooted, forming a scorching sun in his heart that no one knew about.

Probably from the moment people in the Jianghu stepped into the Jianghu, they were used to seeing life and death, and saw the warmth and warmth of human relationships. He cherished the scene of that silly girl crying and pressing his wound, begging him not to bleed any more. Of.

After he completed his self-education, he began to travel far and wide, traveling everywhere...in order to be a hero, but more importantly, to find a trace.

He wants to find her, and even more wants to protect her.

Let her be safe from now on, and never cry again.

It also fulfills the warmth in my heart that is long-lasting, but no one can match.

"It's okay, it's okay." Fang Shuheng shook his head quickly when he heard his words, wiped the tears from his face, and said, "You saved me at that time, I should thank you."

Jiang Xingzhou nodded, and unconsciously rubbed his fingers on her delicate and smooth neck for a moment.

The rough skin with calluses on her fingertips made her shrink back.

He laughed, then withdrew his hand, and asked, "Then what were you crying for?"

Fang Shuheng said: "You have shed a lot of blood, I am afraid you will die."

Jiang Xingzhou: "..."

Jiang Xingzhou couldn't help laughing, looked down and saw that tears were still in her eyes, and asked again: "Then, why are you crying now?"

Fang Shuheng said: "I am happy."

Jiang Xingzhou couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and asked, "What are you happy about?"

Fang Shuheng replied: "You are not dead."

Jiang Xingzhou: "..."

Jiang Xingzhou was speechless for a moment, and then he couldn't help but chuckled. At the same time, he raised his hand to wipe the tears off her face, and said, "Okay, don't cry."

"Can't stop!"

"It's so ugly crying." Jiang Xingzhou joked, "It's been almost ten years, why hasn't it changed at all?"

As soon as he heard the word ugly, Fang Shuheng immediately raised his head and stared angrily: "You...!"

Seeing her red eyes, Jiang Xingzhou suddenly felt soft in his heart. He raised his hands and wiped away the tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes, and at the same time smiled softly: "Ahh... I just misread it, it's not ugly, it's clearly I cried because of my own beauty."

Fang Shuheng: "..."

Really, what nonsense are you talking about!

When Fang Shuheng said this, he suddenly felt his old face blushing, and he muttered for a long time, but he didn't say a word.

However, Jiang Xingzhou reached out and took her into his arms, patted her on the shoulder, and said softly, "Don't you want to go back to the West Lake? Let's go. If you can't make it to the next town before nightfall, you will have to sleep in the wild."

Fang Shuheng leaned against his chest and suddenly felt his whole body turn red.

There is only an open robe on his upper body... The muscles are too strong.

But... so comfortable.

Fang Shuheng couldn't help but rubbed against each other, and at the same time murmured: "Yeah."

Seeing that she was no longer crying, Jiang Xingzhou couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. When he was walking on the road, he suddenly asked, "That day, in the inn, did you recognize me?"

Fang Shuheng said: "Your movement through the window is very similar to before, I'm not sure."

Jiang Xingzhou nodded, "I see."

Time has changed, many years have passed since what happened at the time, and both his and her appearance have changed a lot, but she was able to notice it when they met, which is really rare.

Afterwards, the two of them walked together. Originally, the journey only took ten days, but they walked slowly for more than twenty days.

Of course... Jiang Xingzhou is definitely not the one who has a lot of things to do and spends all kinds of time.

When the two came to West Lake, the sisters in Xiufang were already preparing for the New Year.

Pu Jin is in good health and can already practice sword and dance, while Master Xuan Ming is entrusted by her to go to the Western Regions.

The Chinese New Year is approaching, and the atmosphere in Xiufang is good. When Yan Feihua led a few idle sisters to the street to buy new year's goods, he met a famous rich man in the West Lake area on the street.

The author has something to say: beggars beat milk...