tired spring return

If it seems that the moon is finally bright and clean, the ice and snow will be hot.

--Nalan Xingde's "Butterfly Loves Flowers" in the Qing Dynasty

Early the next morning, the refreshed three finally packed their bags and set off again in the carriage.

The endless road of returning home has continued.Walking through barren mountains, river valleys, bamboo forests, and quaint villages like a paradise... On this day, they finally arrived at a very prosperous and prosperous city.

Passing by the bustling market, Pei Minzhi suddenly stopped the car and jumped out of the car.Picking and picking at a stall by the side of the road, I bought a soft one and wrapped it into a futon with silk brocade and came back.

He turned back in a few steps, entered the compartment, and handed the delicate and lovely futon to Feng Chun.

"Xiao Chun'er, here, put this on the cushion. This is soft, it will be more comfortable to sit on, so as not to be tired."

Cheng Xiaojiu, who was at the side, was unhappy when he saw it, and murmured with drooping eyelids:

"Brother Pei, why don't you have mine? Did you just buy this one?"

Pei Minzhi was stunned for a moment, as if he just remembered that there was a sour Cheng Xiaojiu sitting next to him, so he quickly handed him the whip and prevaricated:

"You are young, what are you afraid of being hard, what are you afraid of being tired? Do you really think of yourself as a delicate big girl?

Here you go, grab the whip and drive, it's your turn long ago.

Your brother Xiaochun'er is weak, and he suffered from the cold the day before yesterday.Let him rest well today, and let us take turns being the coachman. "

The look in Cheng Xiaojiu's eyes dimmed visibly with the naked eye, he twitched the somewhat stiff corners of his mouth, and tried his best to pretend nothing had happened,

"Brother Pei is becoming more and more partial to Brother Xiaochun! I don't want to see the two of you flirting with each other, so I drove off..."

His voice was muffled, and he got out of the car as if fleeing after speaking.

Pei Minzhi followed him and didn't care too much.Still holding the futon and whispering to Feng Chun,

"Xiao Chun'er, come here, I'll help you put it on..."

Feng Chun's eyes were unclear, and he didn't move for a while, but his eyes were still fixed on the direction Cheng Xiaozhuo left, thoughtfully.

"Xiao Chun'er? What's wrong? What are you thinking?"

Pei Minzhi squatted in front of him, keeping her eyes level with Feng Chun, put her hands on his knees, and shook it a few times.

Feng Chun came back to his senses, and immediately met the young master's deep eyes.

"Young master, I understand you better than anyone else, I know how delicate your thoughts are, and I also understand your tenderness and consideration.

You clearly know that the child has always been extremely sensitive to words related to men and women.But why did you suddenly talk about having a drink like that just now, and why did you have the heart to directly poke his sore spot?

It's not like you at all..."

Pei Minzhi showed a look of being seen through by him,

"Xiao Chun'er, you understand me, right?"

Feng Chun's clear eyes widened slightly,

"Did you say that on purpose? Deliberately provoking him with the talk of men and women? Why? Have a drink with him..."

"He can't always choose to escape."

Pei Minzhi became serious, sat down beside Feng Chun, and explained to him carefully,

"He's been avoiding the issue, refusing to change and afraid of change.

Our soft-heartedness and distress will only allow him to continue to escape.You know, he is growing up day by day, it is impossible to keep deceiving himself like this.

There are some things that he always has to face, always have to make choices, and always have to complete the painful transformation.Otherwise, he will never be able to face up to himself, and he will never be able to face up to his own life.

Xiao Chuner, we are the only ones who can help him right now.You must harden your heart, have the same belief, and help him make a break as soon as possible. "

Feng Chun nodded lightly,

"So, son, what are you going to do?"

"Find an opportunity to talk to him, first stimulate him like this, and give him some time to think about it for himself."

"Ah."

"Don't worry, get up and put this on the mat."

Pei Minzhi pulled him up involuntarily, put the futon on the seat and patted it flat.

"My lord, I've already said that I'm not a cute little girl..."

Feng Chun didn't expect that after a while, he was still struggling with this matter, gesturing helplessly.

"Aren't I afraid that you won't feel comfortable sitting? It's all because of that night, I was too..."

Feng Chun became embarrassed when he heard it, and quickly stretched out his hand to cover his mouth.While blocking, he gestured with his hands at the same time, his embarrassed and cute appearance.

"I've been fine for a long time, please don't mention it again..."

"Is it really all right? Since it's all right, can I..."

"My lord! You were right when you talked about the drink just now. Fortunately, I still think you are a benevolent and reliable gentleman. Why don't you become reserved in a blink of an eye?"

"Maybe it's the essence of food."

Pei Minzhi sat down by him, looking down at him condescendingly.Whisper softly, sigh softly,

"Is there any way, just stop for a while, all I can think about is you...

Xiaochuner, I wish I could make up for all the ten years we missed! "

"It will be made up, and I will make it up with you slowly."

Feng Chun turned his head with a smile, looking at the endless stream of people outside the car window, but quietly moved his hand over and hooked Pei Minzhi's little finger.

After booking the room at the inn in the city and packing up the carriages and horses, seeing that it was still early, Pei Minzhi took Feng Chun and Cheng Xiaozhuo out for a stroll on the street, using the excuse of buying additional outfits.

At this time, the sun was high, and there was a lot of traffic and hustle and bustle everywhere.On the streets, hawkers carry their burdens and walk through the streets, and the sound of hawking comes one after another.The tempting aroma of wine and food wafts from the shops lined up in a row, and the big guys in the teahouse are chatting enthusiastically, and there are talented people juggling and performing arts, which attracts the applause from all over the street...

"Brother, this place is really lively. Our place in Zhenyuan, even when there is no plague, has never been so bustling and lively like this."

"Yes, the more you go east, the more prosperous it will be. If you go to Yingtian, not only can you see such a scene during the day, but you can also go to the night market to play and have fun while the sunset is on the west mountain. Calling friends, accompanied by the sunset and the night breeze Merry and happy, enjoying the prosperity of the world amidst the noisy business.

There is a poem that says, "Thousands of lights in the night market illuminate the blue clouds, and there are many people with red sleeves in high-rise buildings."

Have a drink, if you have a chance in the future, just feel it. "

Cheng Xiaozhuo was obsessed with listening, and couldn't wait to ask,

"Brother, so you have been to Yingtian? Brother Xiaochuner must have been there too!"

Smiling and laughing at Yan Yan, Pei Minzhi, who was talking eloquently, was breathing slightly, subconsciously looked at Feng Chun beside him, met his eyes, and was speechless for a while.

Cheng Xiaojiu was sensitive to the strange atmosphere, and the two ink characters tattooed on Feng Chun's back flashed in his mind for no reason.Suddenly, a chill ran down his spine, and he hated himself for speaking without restraint.

He stumbled and tried to make amends,

"Well, that, Ying Tian is nothing special... In fact, I think this place is already very good..."

Pei Minzhi and Feng Chun had their own concerns, but at the same time they were deeply immersed in the vortex of memories, and they didn't hear what he said at all.

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