The Lady of the Farm in the Red Mansion

Just when Xiuyan felt that his head was not enough, a fast horse galloped over, and the person on the horse galloped over, holding an urgent newspaper in his hand, and Xiuyan was in no hurry to hide, so the horse brushed past Xiuyan.

Xiuyan was blown around by the strong wind, her feet were unsteady, she was about to fall, when suddenly a warm hand appeared around her waist, and with a light swipe of that hand, she couldn't keep her center of gravity. Steady's body was straightened immediately.

When Xiuyan raised her head to see who saved her, another horse came behind, even more anxious than the one just now. The strong wind toppled her hat, and the straps of the cloak came loose. Fly with the wind, "My cloak!"

Xiuyan turned around and wanted to grab the cloak, but she didn't notice that there was another horse coming from behind. With a hook of the man's arm, Xiuyan's whole body was pressed against the man's chest.

Xiuyan's small face was pressed tightly against the fan flower brocade dress on the man's chest, and a familiar warmth swept over Xiuyan's whole body. This was the smell of Brother Mu. Chest, in that hidden valley full of small yellow flowers, they made a private decision for life.

With incomparable excitement and panic, Xiuyan slowly raised her head, thinking that she would meet Brother Mu's warm smiling face like a spring breeze, but she never expected that what she saw was a face as cold as ten thousand years of ice.

Those thin lips didn't seem to have any blood color, let alone a trace of warmth. Although his eyes looked at him, they were empty, like stars, and he could only see the depth and eternity of time and space, but he could not see human beings. a touch of emotion.

His long hair was disheveled by the wind, almost covering Xiuyan's entire small face, and his cloak was so wide that it completely enveloped the little Xiuyan. A giant can keep out the wind and rain, and his chest can give people warmth, but his face is always as cold as ten thousand years of ice.

Xiuyan opened a pair of almond eyes, lowered her body, her neck was tilted again and again, her fingertips lightly stroked the man's chin, and he just let her caress, no trace of panic and anger could be seen in the star-like pupils. Astonished, there was only a faint flash of a baby-like daze, and there was no trace of shattering on the face of the ice that had never melted for thousands of years. His thin lips were lightly parted, like a butterfly flapping its wings: "What are you doing?" ?”

After Xiuyan touched his lower jaw, she touched her own lower jaw again, her eyes full of confusion: "It's strange, he didn't wear a human skin mask, this face is obviously Brother Mu's, but why does he act like he doesn't know me anymore?" !" Xiuyan looked at him, frowning deeper and deeper.

"Girl, I'm going back home!" The breath that was close at hand on the tip of her nose was obviously very warm, but there was no trace of emotion in the words. He turned and left, and the white robe embroidered with Vatican flowers fluttered in the wind. Like a butterfly spreading its wings, he is like a puppet without any emotions, but his breath is obviously warm, his body is obviously hot, he is not a puppet without emotions, he is like a puppet without any emotions. There must be an unknown sincerity hidden under Han Bing's face!If he is really her elder brother Mu, something must have happened to him to become what he is now!

Xiuyan was afraid that he would leave, and this departure seemed to be a farewell.

"Brother Mu! Don't go!" Xiuyan rushed up like a bow and arrow off the string, and hugged him from behind. His robe was bulged by the wind, like a white ocean, completely submerging Xiuyan's small body , Xiuyan didn't struggle, even if he died, he would die in his ocean!

She hugged him even tighter, pressing her face tightly against his waist, wishing she could get into his bone marrow.

The man turned his head, his thin lips parted, but he didn't make a sound, and there was a rare trace of inquiry in his baby-like bewildered eyes.

He let her hold him like this, as if time and space were frozen at this moment. After a long time, the sky in Beicheng began to roll with dark clouds, and then there was a loud thunder, and with a "bang", the man clearly felt the startle of the woman behind him, but she His hand still has no intention of letting go!

He gently opened Xiuyan's hand, turned around to face Xiuyan, even after being hugged for so long, his eyes were still as indifferent as before, and his breath was still warm when he spoke, but his words were still ruthless : "I don't know who you are or what you want to do, but,"

Xiuyan stretched her neck, wanting to listen to him, but the first half of a sentence was not good, and the second half was probably a surprise. When the man saw Xiuyan's expectant eyes, there seemed to be a trace of trembling lines on Bingcube's face, but in the end it was still ten thousand years old. Unable to change, he pointed to the dark clouds in the sky and said, "It's going to rain, you go back!" After saying that, he took Xiuyan's hand off his arm, turned around and walked towards Shangshufu.

Xiuyan grabbed the corner of his robe, teary eyes: "Brother Mu, have you really forgotten me? I am Xiuyan!"

The man stopped in his tracks, Xiuyan thought he remembered her, bit her lip excitedly, waiting for him to turn around and hug her into his arms, her hands and feet were at a loss.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't turn around, didn't even turn his head, he just gently pulled out a corner of his white robe, and still threw out the words without a trace of emotion: "You go!" She didn't give up, but she didn't dislike them, as if they were two unrelated people, which made people lose all hope after hearing it.But Xiuyan won't give up, everyone can lose all hope, but she won't, even if he is a piece of ice that has been frozen for thousands of years, she will warm him up and melt him.

The door closed with a "squeak", and Xiuyan stretched her neck and shouted inside: "Brother Mu, I won't leave! I will kneel here until you recognize me!" He knelt down in front of the gate.

There was thunder in the sky, and after a while, there was a downpour, and the wind became stronger, blowing her hair flying. Her body was originally thin, but now she lost her hat and cloak, her small body Trembling in the wind and rain, like a boat in the river and sea, it will be destroyed by the waves at any time.

The rain curtain was like pouring, and the rain slid down her delicate face to her jaw, and then fell into her arms, one after another, like quicksilver, drenching her whole body, almost unable to open her eyes. Her body was also on the verge of falling, Xiuyan waved her arms to wipe off the rainwater all over her face, and cheered herself up: "No, I can't just fall down like this, I have to wait until Brother Mu comes out, he won't ignore me!"

After waiting for a long time, Brother Mu still didn't come out, and the iron door became more and more cold.The hair was flying in the air with raindrops, and the rain was hitting her eyelids, blurring her eyes, and she couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears!

God seemed to be against her on purpose, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, with no intention of stopping at all, the downpour mercilessly poured down from her head, the cold wind ravaged her delicate body, and the peonies embroidered on her clothes seemed to be Unbearable to the wind and rain, crumpled and shrunk into a ball.

Until the wind and rain swallowed her consciousness, she fell to the ground like a delicate flower and a willow without a sound.

Her small face was buried in the drenched hair. Although her consciousness was blurred, she could still hear the sound in her ears. She felt a pair of footsteps approaching in the wind and rain.

She struggled to open her eyes, and in her blurred vision, a white robe was approaching her, with the familiar pattern of Brahma flower brocade faintly appearing in the white robe, she raised her head to see him more clearly.

She only heard the click of the white robe in the wind and rain. The white robe blocked all the wind and rain for her like a veil, propped up a small universe, let the wind and rain outside, but her world is so warm and comfortable at the moment.

Her little face was pressed tightly against his warm chest, it seemed that this was her whole world, there was no pain, no sorrow, only peace and tranquility!

The wind and rain could not completely break her consciousness, but Brother Mu's embrace easily destroyed all her defenses, and she sank into it willingly.