like a dream

Yes, Jiang Ruwei doesn't want to go to the father who will form a new family, nor to the mother who doesn't want her at all.

"Grandma, I'll be with you." Jiang Ruwei bent down and hugged the thin grandma.

Jiang Ruwu praised: "Cool! I want it too."

Grandma Jiang was stunned for a long time, then held the two grandchildren with trembling hands, and murmured persistently: "Oh, you are evil, you are evil..."

Jiang Ruwei looked at the time after returning to his room, it was evening.

Her father moved out of this house a long time ago, and her mother should be playing cards.Yes, since their family moved to the city, her mother has developed a hobby of playing cards. It's not a big game, she doesn't want to part with it, but she is fascinated.After her father cheated on her, her mother began to give up on herself. The small shop she originally opened was also closed, and she stayed away from home all day long, playing dimly with her poker friends.

The school schedule was pasted next to the clock, and Jiang Ruwei saw the evening self-study slipping underneath, turned around and ran away.

Regardless of the calls of the family members, what she thought was, Tang Chunsheng!

Regardless of whether there was a time gap or not, Tang Chunsheng had already appeared twice, and she felt that there must be a third time.

She ran all the way to the school at lightning speed, she was already in high school, and it was still the same school but not the same building as last time, but this didn't affect her pace, and she didn't even stop at the corner of the corridor, It's as familiar and comfortable as walking on this road every day.

Jiang Ruwei slammed open the back door of the classroom, startling several students to look back.

"Jiang Ruwei, why is it so early?"

Jiang Ruwei panted violently, rested on her knees, then raised her head and waved to the classmates who greeted her.

It seems that it is still early, there are not many people in the classroom, and the books on every desk are piled up like a mountain, and she can only vaguely see a few heads.Jiang Ruwei started from the nearest aisle and walked slowly. She watched row by row, and the classmates who were startled by her all raised their heads and looked back at her inexplicably.

As a result, Tang Chunsheng was not seen.

Taking a long breath, Jiang Ruwei returned to his seat.She stared blankly at the books on the table, the stacked test papers and exercise books, and opened them after a long time, and found that she could do what she could do, and what she couldn't - of course she still couldn't.

Her grades were neither good nor bad. When she graduated from junior high school, she was planning to apply for a technical secondary school. Her mother hoped that she would start working early to make money.But maybe it was a little rebellious period at the beginning, her mother asked her to do it-she didn't want to do it.

However, Tang Chunsheng, who should have met again after transferring to another school in the third year of junior high school, has she been in his life all the time in the past three years?Thinking of this, Jiang Ruwei's head hurts, what a mess!

What's more, she adjusted her time to Sanqiu in an instant, did she really just want to watch herself draw?

Jiang Ruwei took out the draft paper from the drawer, and found out his own pencil.She looked around nervously, making sure she hadn't noticed her, and then slowly dropped the tip of the pen on the paper.

At the beginning, she did draw a piece of soil, and the egg, so why?The tip of the pencil remained on that point, and had not moved for a long time.Maybe it was supposed to be dinner time just now, but Jiang Ruwei ran to school without eating anything, and ran wildly again, she was really hungry at the moment.

Speaking of which, eggs are really her true love, and they are delicious in any way.

Jiang Ruwei licked his lips, and the tip of the pen moved slightly.

The draft paper is just a stack of invoice sheets that her father didn't want in the factory. The quality of the paper is a bit rough, and there are table lines on it, but this does not affect the smoothness of the line drawn by Jiang Ruwei in the slightest.I saw a line connecting end to end, and the slightly yellow paper surface gradually raised a faint shadow, like a red sun rising, revealing such a youthful escape.

Although, what is on the paper is just an egg.

Jiang Ruwei looked at the egg on the paper, and held his breath for a moment without daring to blink.Although she remembered that she had done Ma Liang twice, after all, it only existed in her memory, and it was the first time that the events of the person involved were reproduced in such a real way.

This is really an egg, Jiang Ruwei looked at it dazedly.Its shell is so smooth, I don’t know if the egg yolk and protein are all there after cracking it open, if it is, after breaking it into the pot, with the sound of oil explosion, spread it shallowly on the bottom of the pot, and then add some Water, cover the pot and wait for a while, a bowl of simple and nutritious egg soup that she is best at and the only one she knows how to make is finished.

And such an egg didn't cost her a dime, she just needed to concentrate on it, think about it hard, keep the pen as steady as a mountain, and move slowly.

"Yo, Jiang Ruwei, what are you looking at?"

Suddenly a classmate was lying on her desk, staring at the egg like her.

Jiang Ruwei's heart skipped a beat, he hesitated twice, suddenly he didn't know what to say.

"You don't want to eat boiled eggs," said the classmate, picked up the eggs, and knocked on the corner of the table happily when she saw that she was silent. "It's just right, I'm not full for dinner."

It was too late for Jiang Ruwei to stop it. The egg made a crisp cracking sound, and almost transparent liquid flowed out from it.

The classmate was stunned, and the golden yolk slipped out of the crack and landed on his feet, trembling slightly.

"Ah, ah, ah!" The classmate yelled loudly and walked out of the door with his foot hooked, pointing at Jiang Ruwei and angrily said, "Jiang Ruwei, what day is it today, you bring a raw egg to punish me!"

Looking at the wet marks on the corner of the table, Jiang Ruwei couldn't help opening his mouth.

Really, really edible eggs.Jiang Ruwei lowered his head and looked at his hand, and it was shaking slightly since he didn't know when.She held her right hand vigorously with her left hand, trying to stabilize it with all her strength, but unexpectedly, her left hand also trembled.She suddenly felt very uncomfortable, with a dull pain in her body, as if someone was whipping her.

That's right, it was her mother who whipped her. She didn't believe that she could draw a living egg, and thought she was a thief.But in fact, she is much more sensational than a thief, or, maybe a monster.

"Jiang Ruwei, give way."

Jiang Ruwei raised her head in a daze, but found that she was very dizzy. She saw a girl standing in front of her with a smile on her face.From her perspective, the girl's face has almost perfect lines, adding one point will make her fat, and losing one point will make her thin.In addition, her eyebrows are too distinct, like... a person walking out of a painting.

Jiang Ruwei let go of his left hand, tightly gripped the girl's sleeve, and gasped in dizziness, "Tang, Tang Chunsheng..."

Tang Chunsheng stood there, smiling brighter and brighter. There were two dimples on her cheeks, which didn't seem to be there before, but now they can be seen.Seeing that Jiang Ruwei had closed her eyes and slowly fell on her body, she replied, "Yes, I am Tang Chunsheng."

When Jiang Ruwei woke up, her ears were buzzing and she had a splitting headache, which made her almost roll on the bed.

Suddenly a flute sounded, quiet and quiet, slowly soothing her eardrums that were almost swollen and bursting, so her mind became much clearer.

"You're awake."

Opening his eyes, Jiang Ruwei saw Tang Chunsheng sitting beside her, and then looked at himself, lying on the bed.

Enduring the discomfort all over his body, Jiang Ruwei sat up, and then stared dumbfounded at a flute lying in the air, fluttering rhythmically—and the sound of the flute that kept ringing came from it.

It seems that he is not the only monster anymore, Jiang Ruwei looked at Tang Chunsheng with the same eyes, as if he was looking at another evildoer.

Yes, three years have passed, and Tang Chunsheng has also undergone some changes. She is not as thin as the last time I saw her, she is as plump as a ripe fresh fruit, and she has become more vivid than before - she was just a very A beautiful girl, but now she is beginning to take the shape of a great beauty.

It is now June and the weather is hotter.Tang Chunsheng was wearing a long dress with only two arms exposed.Her arms are really good, the shape is like a jade lotus root, Jiang Ruwei couldn't help looking at it again and again.

Seeing that her gaze was only on his arm, Tang Chunsheng raised his hand and turned it around a few times: "Does it look good?"

Jiang Ruwei quickly turned away her eyes, and was forced to look down at the bed by the smug flute in the air, so she asked, "What's wrong with me?"

"You passed out, I asked the teacher for leave to bring you back." Tang Chunsheng looked her up and down, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Ruwei hesitated for a moment before saying, "I have drawn an egg."

"Ah?" Tang Chunsheng said happily immediately, "Really?" Seeing Jiang Ru slightly nodding, she jumped up immediately, jumping up and down in the room, and took off the flute in the air, waving it vigorously in circles , "She drew it, she drew it..."

Jiang Ruwei worried about whether she would faint the magical flute, and at the same time thought anxiously that Tang Chunsheng's habit of being startled and blinked had never been changed.The original beauty-like temperament suddenly became more down-to-earth.But this long skirt was spun up and down by her, which is very beautiful.

Tang Chunsheng was happy for a while, and then remembered something important. She hurried back to Jiang Ruwei, and asked expectantly, "Where are the eggs?"

Jiang Ruwei's face twitched a few times, and he said discouragedly: "It was knocked off by others as a hard-boiled egg."

Tang Chunsheng was stunned, and asked, "Did you faint because you drew this egg?"

"Well, it seems so."

Tang Chunsheng twirled his long skirt and sat on the bed, feeling a little frustrated: "You, you are too weak."

Consciously running from home to the classroom in one breath, the physical strength is not bad, Jiang Ruwei dissatisfied: "Where am I weak?"

"It's weak everywhere." Tang Chunsheng turned his eyes to look at her, worried, and the expression on his face just now collapsed.

Jiang Ruwei felt that Tang Chunsheng should be the one who was the worst at hiding his heart among the people she knew.Such a straightforward disappointment made her restless: "I said, you have targeted me over and over again, so explain it to me, you, this flute, and me... This is still true the world?"

It's a pity that Tang Chunsheng didn't seem to hear her voice, but suddenly he grasped the flute and stood up with a firm expression: "That's right, it's not that you can't draw it, it's just that your body is too weak." After speaking, his eyes flickered. Staring at Jiang Ruwei.

Jiang Ruwei swallowed his saliva when she stared at the fear of a frog that was about to be dissected, and the horrifying words flashed back and forth in his mind.

Flesh—flesh? !

☆、Chapter Eleven

Hearing the word "flesh", Jiang Ruwei suddenly had a vision of a big man-eating monster.Because there is a word for "meat", it sounds mouth-watering—Jiang Ru slightly shook his head, trying to make himself look like a normal "flesh body".However, Tang Chunsheng's gaze was bright enough, with a sharpness that made him unable to hide. Jiang Ruwei was suppressed for a moment, and suddenly puffed out his chest.

"Hey, give me back the time I lost."

Tang Chunsheng was still pondering over the proposition "How to make Jiang Ruwei's physical body stronger". When she asked him this question, he couldn't help being stunned.

"...what else?"

"Time." Jiang Ruwei slipped down from the bed and stood in front of Tang Chunsheng, "You stole my time for nine years last time, right? This time it's three years." After doing the calculations, she gasped, "How long is a human life, how can you do this."

Tang Chunsheng looked at her steadfastly, and suddenly burst out laughing, and then couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and threw himself on the bed, laughing nonstop.

"You..." Jiang Ruwei was so annoyed by her laughter, he leaned forward and pulled back her shoulders, "Why are you laughing, you still have the nerve to laugh, are you sick, you can't stop laughing all day long."

Tang Chunsheng seemed soft and boneless, let her shake like a branch in the wind, rubbed his eyes for a long time and said, "I laugh at you like a three-year-old child who hasn't grown up - time can only go forward, how can it go backwards."

If the lost 12 years were subtracted, Jiang Ruwei felt that she was not far from the age of three, but who was the culprit? Pulling her in front of him: "It's not all your fault!"

"What's wrong, as I said, you haven't missed a day, it's just that it's gone faster."

"I don't care, you give me back the time I lost, 12 years." Jiang Ruwei said sadly.

The topic came back again, Tang Chunsheng said with a smile: "I can't pay it back." She felt that her chest was very cool, and when she looked down, the neckline was almost deformed by Jiang Ruwei.

Jiang Ruwei glanced at her, and suddenly saw the beautiful scenery, she let go of her hand quickly, and sat on the side with a flushed face.Speaking of which, Tang Chun's growth is really perfect, and the well-developed ones are really good.

Seeing Tang Chunsheng lower his head and caress his collar, Jiang Ruwei continued: "I don't care, can't you control the time? There is no reason for me to live 12 years less." She could feel that maybe as Tang Chunsheng said, she was not It's really been a few years, but how can she be reconciled, these 12 years have only left some vague memories for her.

"Control time?" Tang Chunsheng suddenly muttered in a low voice, "...I don't have such skills."

Jiang Ruwei looked at her abruptly: "Keep your eyes open, don't talk nonsense."

"Really," Tang Chunsheng suddenly became serious, "I can send you to the future, but I can't go back to the past."

"Why!" Jiang Ruwei yelled, causing Tang Chunsheng's eardrums to ache. "Isn't it a basic skill to travel back at a time like this?"

"How is it possible? Time can only go forward and cannot go back." Seeing Jiang Ruwei opened his mouth, Tang Chunsheng seemed to be about to yell uncontrollably again, and quickly continued, "Think about it, if time can go back, then history can't go back." It’s a mess, maybe everything will become tangled and stagnant—do you think it’s scarier not to have the past, or scarier not to have the future?”

Jiang Ru pursed his lips slightly and stared at her.

Tang Chunsheng spread his hands: "I can't control time, I can't change the future, I just make time go faster and the future come earlier."

Although Tang Chunsheng had an intuition that he was trying to argue, Jiang Ruwei couldn't find the words to refute it immediately.The past is more important, or the future is more important. For her, the former has become a vague shadow, and the latter is full of variables that can be foreseen due to the appearance of Tang Chunsheng. Chunsheng took away even a minute and a second.

Immediately, Jiang Ruwei resolutely put this question aside for the time being, and she had a bigger question in her heart that she hadn't asked yet: "So, who are you? What's wrong with me, and this flute, what kind of monster... "

The flute has been floating in the air playing music to accompany the conversation between the two of them. When I finally heard the mention of myself, the body of the flute couldn't help shaking, but when it heard the word "monster", it immediately floated to Jiang Ruwei's eyes, shaking violently from side to side, It seems very dissatisfied.

Jiang Ruwei was taken aback by it, and couldn't help but glance at Tang Chunsheng.I saw that people just babbled at her, pretending to be on the sidelines.

Jiang Ruwei stretched out her hand carefully, and held the flute in her hand. The flute seemed a little reluctant at first, struggled a few times, and then lay quietly in her palm, only making a low whine.Jiang Ruwei observed the flute carefully, and saw that the material seemed to be made of bamboo, and it had the luster of jade, and every hole in it was natural, without any trace of carving.

Although his attention was temporarily drawn away by the flute, Jiang Ruwei took the time to cast a sideways glance at Tang Chunsheng, motioning for her to answer.

Tang Chunsheng hesitated for a long time before he said, "Don't worry about who I am, and don't ask what's going on with you, anyway, this flute is not a monster."

Jiang Ruwei smiled instead of anger. This answer is really good, as if he didn't say anything.She put the flute aside, stretched her hands behind her to support her body, raised her head and said, "If I remember correctly, you need my help."

Tang Chunsheng's eyes lit up, and he nodded quickly.

"Do you want me to draw?"

Now even the flute stood up "scratching".

"But if you don't figure it out, I won't help you." Jiang Ruwei finally calmed down and said leisurely.In my memory, her parents had a small quarrel every three days and a big quarrel every five days in the past two years, and they never had their participation as children.She and her younger brother have already practiced a little calmness, especially her younger brother, who has cultivated to the point of heartlessness, and she is expected to make a breakthrough with Tang Chunsheng.

Tang Chunsheng really stood up and walked back and forth in front of the bed, while Jiang Ruwei watched quietly.Although she feels that she has lost 12 years of life, she is still aware of what is heartbeat, what is happiness and anger, whether it is tiredness or excitement, so she is a so-called "flesh body" that is too ordinary.As for the magical function of her possessing the magic brush Ma Liang, since it can be ruled out that it is not the reason for the brush, she can only find it in herself.

Thinking back, I vaguely remember that every time a painting can come true, it depends on my being in a state of concentration at that time—or the body is ordinary, but the thoughts and mental strength in the brain are somewhat unusual?The more Jiang Ruwei analyzed, the more distressed he became.If someone finds out about my supernatural powers, I won't be arrested and researched, and my head will be covered with electrodes and the like...

Thinking of this, Jiang Ruwei fought a cold war, and secretly decided that no matter what, he must never let the third person know about it.

And the second person who knew finally stood still in front of her, with a rare serious expression: "Do you know what happened in [-] AD? Do you know the name of the most famous dance at that time?" ?"

As long as you have studied a little history, you should know this kind of question. If you count the time, it will be the Tang Dynasty. When it comes to a dance, Jiang Ruwei’s heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out: "You are not talking about the Anshi Rebellion, are you? "

"Yes, it's the Anshi Rebellion." Tang Chunsheng sighed, "'Thousands of songs and dances are innumerable, but the neon clothes dance is my favorite'. Do you know the dance Bai Juyi said?"

"Dance in neon clothes and feather clothes?" Jiang Ru frowned slightly, and couldn't help clicking his tongue, "Concubine Yang?"

"Yes, I heard that the Tang emperor composed the music, and the noble concubine danced. This song means the appearance of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. The sound of the music reaches the heavenly court, and the dancing shadow reflects the moon palace. There are fairies in the heavenly court. They want to see the true appearance of this dance. Unexpectedly, the Anshi Rebellion broke out after the Lower Realm. The Tang emperor fled from the palace and the noble concubine died in Maweipo. Naturally, this dance music could not be watched. The fairy wanted to fly back to the heaven, but unexpectedly this turmoil became a catastrophe in the mortal world, and the people were helpless. She could return home, causing her life to be devastated, and the people's resentment was overwhelming, which actually blocked her path to ascension."

"It's fine if you can't ascend. The fairy's spirituality was inspired by the Heavenly Palace, and she has lived in the fairyland for a long time. She has never been polluted by such resentment, and her mana gradually became uncontrollable. Before she lost all her mana, she walked all the way west to a place of ultimate bliss. There are thousands of caves here, among which thousands of Buddhas protect all living beings, such as the eternal world of Linxiang and Yongle, this is the best place for her to avoid chaos..."

Jiang Ruwei has been in shock since Tang Chunsheng narrated the history in a cadenced tone.If she hadn't known that she had some supernatural powers, that Tang Chunsheng could jump time, and that flute... If not, she would have been fascinated by it, and clapped her hands twice to say hello.But now she can't treat it like a bible, but she is still confused to some extent. The distant history does not rush to her face, but it is covered with a light tulle, making it difficult for her to see her true face.But when Tang Chunsheng spoke to the end, Jiang Ruwei finally couldn't help shouting out: "Dunhuang? Mogao Grottoes?"

Tang Chunsheng glanced at her, and said slowly: "Yes, it is Dunhuang. Unfortunately, after she came to Dunhuang, the army stationed in Hexi was transferred to suppress the rebellion, and Dunhuang immediately fell into years of war. The overwhelming resentment It is almost condensed into substance, which more and more hinders the fairy's way to fly to the sky."

Whether it is the Anshi Rebellion or the neon clothes dance, these have been hidden behind the veil of history, but the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang still exist.Hearing this, Jiang Ruwei licked his dry lips.Even though she still felt that what Tang Chunsheng said about heaven and fairies was too outrageous, it didn't affect her to continue listening—and what's more, this fairy was a little unlucky.

"In order to protect herself and accumulate mana, the fairy decided to climb the wall and enter the painting. It will not be too late to fly to the sky after the world is stable and the resentment in the sky dissipates."

"Fei, Feitian?" Jiang Ruwei asked with a bit of a stutter, "You're not talking about the Feitian on the murals of the Mogao Grottoes, are you?"

Tang Chunsheng smiled: "There are so many flying Apsaras in Mogao Grottoes, but only one of them is transformed by a fairy."

Jiang Ruwei stared at Tang Chunsheng for a while, then suddenly asked, "Don't say you are that fairy."

Tang Chunsheng was taken aback for a moment, but he said in a little distress, "I... am not."

Jiang Ru nodded secretly, how could the fairy have such a detached temper as you.

But Tang Chunsheng pointed at the flute: "It was transformed by that fairy's jade flute, and now there is only the meaning of self-singing."

Jiang Ruwei looked at Dizi several times, and finally lost the battle, sat on the edge of the bed and hugged his head, shouting: "Wait, let me think about it."

Tang Chunsheng hugged the flute, waiting for her to think.

After thinking for a long time, Jiang Ruwei reluctantly said: "You asked me to paint, not to paint the flying body, get her off the mural."

Tang Chunsheng opened his eyes wide, and his face clearly expressed surprise: "You guessed it... not far away."

"Don't be funny," Jiang Ru smiled a little dryly, stood up and patted his buttocks, "I'm fine with drawing an egg, but I'm sure I won't be able to bring people back to life."

Tang Chunsheng became anxious, and stepped forward to grab her: "It's you, only you can do it."

At this time, Jiang Ruwei finally remembered another question of his own: "Why me? You...you were so young at that time, how did you know it was me?"

"It's you, I know."

"how do you know?"

"To know is to know. For example, when you see a woman, you know it's a woman. When you see a puppy, you don't think it's a kitten. Isn't it natural?"

Seeing Tang Chunsheng being so upright and confident, Jiang Ruwei couldn't help feeling discouraged, feeling that he would be entangled if he continued, so he simply gave up: "Tang Chunsheng, listen carefully. You have already robbed me twice. Time, I absolutely don’t want the days to come to be snatched away by you, this is the premise. Then, if you really think this person is me——I’ll talk about it later, at least I’m too hungry now, and I even think that what you said It was a hallucination after I was too hungry, so I am going home now, you let me have a good meal and then sleep."

Tang Chunsheng didn't speak, and after being dragged by Jiang Ruwei for a few steps, he stomped his feet and said, "Don't worry, I don't have that much ability anymore, nine years at a time, three years at a time, this is my limit, but , I only have a little spell, just enough to give you a glimpse of your future, believe it or not, can you see it?"

Jiang Ruwei's steps suddenly stopped, and he turned to stare at her.

Tang Chunsheng must have been in a hurry, sweat was dripping from his forehead and the tip of his nose, she was afraid that Jiang Ruwei would not agree, so she stepped forward and gave Jiang Ruwei a hard push.

Jiang Ruwei swayed, and when she stabilized her feet and raised her eyes again, she saw——

The sky is full of yellow sand.

☆、Chapter Twelve

Tang Chunsheng said one look, and sure enough, there was only one look.Jiang Ruwei only blinked once, before returning to the room.Only then did she realize that this was the second time she had been to Tang Chunsheng's house, the last time she was only at the hall door, this time she was entering the inner room.She felt bad about it.Even if Tang Chunsheng told a fairy tale, it had nothing to do with her. She felt that she should stay away from Tang Chunsheng, the farther the better.

"What did you see?" Tang Chun grabbed Jiang Ruwei tightly and asked her loudly.

Jiang Ruwei turned his head: "Didn't you see it?"

"Of course, I can't do anything now." Tang Chunsheng saw that Jiang Ruwei didn't forget to step out while talking, so she leaned back relying on her own weight, pulling the person who was about to leave, "Jiang Ruwei Ruowei, what did you see?"

Jiang Ruwei finally turned around.Her face was pale, and her lips were trembling.Seeing this, Tang Chunsheng let go of his hand, and said in a daze, "What... what's wrong?"

"You just said let me take a look, why didn't you say that the body will feel it?" Jiang Ruwei asked in a daze.

"How do you feel?" Tang Chunsheng asked in surprise.

"...Like," Jiang Ruwei grabbed her collar, "It's like dying." She said slowly, "Tang Chunsheng, I don't think we should know each other. From now on, just pretend you don't know me."

Tang Chunsheng stared blankly at Jiang Ruwei walking out of the room, and then heard the sound of the door closing.The flute floated in front of her, and gently stroked Tang Chunsheng's cheek with the flute body.Tang Chunsheng let out a long breath after a long time, holding the flute in his hand: "What should we do now?"

Dizi was speechless and could only whimper softly.

Jiang Ruwei stepped out of the gate of Tang Chunsheng's house this time, and crossed time and space without taking a single step.She went all the way downstairs, only to realize that Tang Chunsheng lived in an elevator building.And she simply forgot to find the elevator just now, and went downstairs directly from the safe passage.The safe passage here is really dark. Although there are sensor lights, the road ahead is still gloomy.In fact, the one who was completely out of shape was Jiang Ruwei herself. It wasn't until she walked out of this building that she realized that her legs were weak, and she didn't know how many steps she had descended.

It was completely dark, and Jiang Ruwei didn't know what time it was.But the neighborhood where Tang Chunsheng lives is so quiet, no one is on the road.She walked and watched in great anxiety, and when she got out of the gate of the community, she ran all the way. It should be very late now, there are few pedestrians on the street, and even the street lights look so lonely.

When Jiang Ruwei returned home, as soon as the door opened, he was greeted with scolding.

Changing shoes, washing hands and taking bowls to eat, rice is hot and dishes are warm, Jiang Ruwei knows all of these are made by grandma.Her mother couldn't stop scolding, it must have started before she went home, so she couldn't care less about warming up her meals.

"Tell me," Lin Mei angrily sat opposite her daughter, "why come home so late, it's already 10:30."

"Well, something has delayed me a bit." Jiang Ruwei replied vaguely.

Lin Mei raised her eyebrows immediately: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Ruwei didn't answer any more, just lowered her head to eat, she was really hungry.

Lin Mei immediately slapped the table: "Jiang Ruwei, let me tell you, even if Jiang Zhiyuan and I get married and you follow him, I will still be your mother. You are so courageous, you dare to despise me now. Tell me quickly, what did you do at night, call your homeroom teacher and say you are not feeling well, where did you go to sleep? Is that Tang Chunsheng a boy? What's the difference between a vixen who kills a thousand knives..."

For Jiang Ruwei, in her mother's eyes, she is a person who can pick out small mistakes when she doesn't make mistakes, and if she makes mistakes, she will become a heinous crime, so she must be familiar with these rhetoric.Only at this time, she was a little grateful to Tang Chunsheng. During the time she stepped over, there must have been endless pain caused by her mother, but now her ears can hear the cocoon, and her heart can harden. It doesn't hurt anymore.

"Mom, stop talking, you're disturbing me to sleep, I have to go to school tomorrow." Jiang Ruwu came out, hugged his mother's shoulders, and while leading her into the room, he winked at Jiang Ruwei .

"I haven't asked yet. Look at her frivolity, she followed your father." Lin Mei scolded as she walked, but was finally pushed into the room by her son.

Jiang Ruwei could still hear her younger brother comforting her mother while sitting and eating, as a guarantee for herself.Speaking of which, although this younger brother always robbed her of things when he was a child, he became closer and closer when he grew up. Her mother scolded her ten times, and nine times it was the younger brother who relieved her.

After eating, Jiang Ruwei washed the dishes and went back to the room.She still lives with her grandma, who has already laid down, but she knows that the old man must not be asleep.

Sure enough, as soon as she came in, Grandma Jiang sat up, sighing repeatedly, and her wrinkled face became more and more dry.

"Grandma, I'm sorry I woke you up." Jiang Ru whispered, turning on the lamp on the desk to dim it.She has no sleepiness now, and is going to read a book for a while.

Grandma Jiang wiped away her tears: "Don't blame your mother this time, she is also very anxious if you haven't come home."

"I know." Jiang Ru smiled, "I don't blame her."

Grandma Jiang said again: "Your father called just now and said that he and your mother will go through the divorce procedures tomorrow."

"Oh," Jiang Ruwei turned a page of the book quietly, "Who does this house belong to?"

"It's your mother," Grandma Jiang sighed, "Your father means to let you move in with him."

"I'm not going."

Looking at the thin back of her granddaughter, Grandma Jiang felt very distressed.Lin Mei has always only loved her son, and she won't let him suffer if she joins the military; if Xiao Ruwei follows his father, there is a young stepmother who is about to give birth, thinking about it, she will not be good live.

"Are you really planning to live with me? I'm planning to go back to the countryside. Your uncle has a grandson, and he said he wants me to go back and be a grandma."

Jiang Ru was slightly startled, closed the book, turned off the lamp and climbed onto the bed, and hugged her grandma: "Grandma, after you brought up our siblings, are you going to take care of the children?"

"No," Grandma Jiang patted the back of her granddaughter's hand, "I'm old and I can't carry it anymore." She let go of her granddaughter's hand, got out of bed, walked to the door to listen to the sound, and then gently closed the door. Lock it, then open the closet, and take out the innermost box she has been hiding all along.

In fact, Jiang Ruwei always knew that this thing was there, but she also knew that it was grandma's secret, no matter how curious she was, she never took it out and opened it.

When Grandma Jiang put the box on the bed, Jiang Ruwei gently pressed the lid of the box with her hands: "Grandma, what are you doing?"

Grandma Jiang pulled her hand away, and after a while, she opened the hasp on the box lid.This box was given to her by Ruowei before her grandfather passed away, saying that if the sons were not filial, with this box, the old woman would not starve to death.But now Grandma Jiang is not worried about her livelihood, she just wants to treat her granddaughter better.

"I'll leave this box to you." Grandma Jiang carefully took out the contents of the box, and Jiang Ruwei's eyes widened when she saw it.

This box is not as big as half a book, Jiang Ruwei has never touched it, so he doesn't know the weight.But she always thought that grandma was so precious as a treasure, so there should be some old things with a little bulk.But I didn't expect it to be a bag of cloth.But as grandma lifted the cloth layer by layer, Jiang Ruwei vaguely felt that the texture of the cloth should be very thin, like silk. ——Her grandma was very careful in her movements, for fear that a little force would tear the cloth.

The silk cloth was wrapped layer after layer, and finally the treasure inside was revealed, Jiang Ruwei was still very surprised.

"This is gold leaf," Grandma Jiang said, putting the stack of gold leaf on the bed, gently peeling off one layer, holding it in the palm of her hand, and handing it to her granddaughter, "Look at it."

Jiang Ruwei took the gold leaf almost tremblingly, put it in the palm of his hand and looked at it carefully.What she has heard of gold leaf is that gold is repeatedly hammered into thin sheets like paper.The color of this piece of gold leaf is very bright, but it is not absolutely smooth, and you can even feel the marks of hammering on it.

The hammering has not broken into crumbs to this extent, Jiang Ruwei can only praise the superb skill in his heart.She gently turned the gold leaf over, then was startled.Because she saw several imprints on the pure gold.

Jiang Ruwei moved out of bed, held the piece of gold leaf with both hands and looked carefully under the desk lamp.These blots were blue, but almost purple, like the blue lotus color among the paints she had seen.When she was in art class, the teacher said that yellow and purple are contrasting colors, and the contrast will be very sharp when put together.But the yellow color of this piece of gold foil is pure and bright, and the blue lotus color seems to be a trace left unintentionally, revealing such a calm meaning, so it is suppressed by the yellow color and is not conspicuous enough.

"Grandma, this