Red plums reflect youth

In the afternoon a few days later, the spring is warm, the willows are green and the peaches are red, and the pear blossoms are blooming white.

The warm wind blew past the window, gently blowing the fine hair beside Ziqing's ear, who was leaning against the window, Ziqing stroked his hair, and took out the letter he got from Wang Zhichu that day.

In the past few days, I managed to manage my emotions, and finally mustered up the courage to open the letter left by my mother again, and feel the breath of my mother's existence from the delicate but scattered small words.

Open one by one carefully, and read carefully and carefully one by one.

Alas, although the content is messy, mother's love, mother's hatred, and her grief, her resentment are surging up between the lines...

Ziqing gently picked up a page of letter paper and put it in front of her nose to sniff carefully, and could still smell the faint fragrance of ink.Ziqing sighed softly, and put the letter back into the stack of letters.

What Wang Zhichu said is probably correct, but, just...why is his own name missing in this letter?She went to visit Wang Zhichu, but why didn't she come to Liu's mansion to see herself?Doesn't mother like herself?Even in her dreams, my mother never turned around.

Ziqing took out the mirror and looked at the young face inside.He still remembered that when Fu Yongbin said that his eyes looked a bit like his mother's.Therefore, Ziqing tried to imagine her mother's face from her own.

The face in the mirror is delicate and pretty, with a pair of watery eyes and long eyelashes.But Ziqing didn't like this overly feminine face since she was a child, and she suffered a lot because of it.If he had to choose, he would rather grow up like Qiao Yang, with a strong masculine aura.He also tried to be a strong man, but unfortunately, he was born with a soft personality, with a little cowardice, and his favorite things were soft things like poetry, singing and dancing. The two influences made people more feminine.

Later, Fu Yongbin's sensational words made him hate this face even more, for fear that he would really show the bone-bone monster he saw in his dream, which was a gesture he would never agree with.

However, Qiao Yang just likes such a face.

Thinking of this, a warm smile suddenly appeared on the face of the person in the mirror.

Ziqing lowered her eyes, and stopped looking at the shy look of the person in the mirror... If Qiao Yang liked it, she seemed to no longer hate it, and began to like her male-female face.

But now, this face is the only connection between my mother and myself.

What a stunning woman with such an exquisite face, plus a coquettishness that Ziqing has never shown before!

Maybe the old grandson had actually seen his mother, and thought that such a beautiful woman was either a princess or a fairy daughter, so he never forgot his princess and fairy daughter.

I was in a trance when I suddenly heard someone knock on the door softly.

Ziqing hurriedly put away the letter, stood up and opened the door.Outside the door was Wang Zhichu with an apologetic face.

"Ziqing...I'll come to see you, can I come in?" Without waiting for Ziqing to ask, Wang Zhichu first stated his purpose of coming.

Ziqing lowered his head and let Wang Zhichu into the room, but said nothing.

Wang Zhichu smiled awkwardly and said, "You hate me, that's what you should do. And I won't ask for your forgiveness. But I still want to tell you these things, because I'm afraid I won't have the chance again. Ziqing , I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. You should be the family member I want to protect the most, but I hurt you because of my own selfishness. I was wrong, very wrong, not only because you are my brother, but also because I don't The innocent should be framed. I..."

Ziqing's heart fluttered when he heard the words, but his eyes were turned to one side, unable to respond.

Wang Zhichu sighed deeply: "Liu Qiaoyang is a trustworthy person. I once fell in love with him wrongly and envied you. In the end, I became wronged by one hand. Fortunately, you finally got together. I...I... You are happy. If you are happy, I can rest assured to do what I should do..." Wang Zhichu smiled with difficulty: "Can you raise your head and let me see you?"

Although Ziqing had mixed feelings in his heart, he could also hear the danger in Wang Zhichu's words. It was not so much an apology as a farewell.Thinking of this, my heart tightened suddenly, I stretched out my hand to hold Wang Zhichu's arm, and looked up at him in panic: "What are you going to do?"

Wang Zhichu looked down at Ziqing's hand tightly holding his arm, and said with a relieved smile, "Ziqing, you are really kind. I am so happy to have a brother like you."

"You want to seek revenge from the Zhang family, don't you?" Ziqing asked anxiously, "How can you take revenge on your own? Or are you ready to die?" As she spoke, her voice rose a little: "I'm not Have you ever said that? If you want to apologize, just show me your life!"

Wang Zhichu smiled miserably when he heard the words, sat slumped on the chair, and said in a low voice: "Ziqing, I am not as lucky as you. Fate has torn the cruelest side to me. I can survive until now only because of the belief in revenge." .To be alive, for me, is too painful."

"You..." Ziqing looked down at Wang Zhichu, feeling uncomfortable.

Wang Zhichu looked at Ziqing, smiled and said, "You and I don't look alike at all. If it weren't for the fact, I would never believe that you are my younger brother. Maybe you look like my mother, but I look like my mother." Be like your father. That’s great, you are the only one left in the Wang family. Ziqing, I really like listening to your piano music, can you play a song for me alone?”

"Don't!" I just found out that I have a relative who is still alive in this world. Although I have done too much to myself, the family affection that blood is thicker than water cannot be wiped out.In a blink of an eye, she wanted to say goodbye to herself, and Ziqing refused to say anything: "If you want to listen to me play the piano, don't seek revenge from the Zhang family. If you promise me, I will play the piano for you every day from now on."

"Ugh……"

Ziqing suddenly looked at Wang Zhichu firmly: "If you have to go, then take me with you. Anyway, I am also a member of the Wang family. It is absolutely impossible for you to risk yourself alone."

Wang Zhichu looked at Ziqing with pity: "What stupid things are you talking about?"

Ziqing stared at Wang Zhichu and said nothing.

Wang Zhichu smiled sadly, and murmured: "My body has long been ruined by Fu Yongbin. I used to naively want to use Fu Yongbin's greed for Nanfeng to provoke conflicts between him and the Zhang family, let them fight to the death, and I can also take revenge In the end, the old fox plotted against him. Not to mention being ruined by him, he was also forced to pick up guests at the Nanxiang Pavilion and monitor the behavior of the red wolf for him. Fortunately, Fu Yongbin is dead, and now only the Zhang family is left .”

"How do you want to deal with the Zhang family?" Ziqing asked anxiously.

"They are recruiting people recently, I will try it. When I enter the Zhang residence, I will find a way to kill the two thieves Zhang Jingyin and Zhang Nansu... It's just that once this murder is committed, I will definitely not escape the death penalty. "

"I won't let you go!" Ziqing stopped loudly.

At this moment, the closed door was suddenly knocked open, and Wan'er ran in crying, threw herself into the arms of Ziqing who was caught off guard, and cried while crying: "Brother Ziqing, save me, Daddy has punished Wan'er these two days." Er'er was punished so harshly, Wan'er was in pain, and Wan'er will never go back again, woo woo woo."

How is this going?Both Ziqing and Wang Zhichu were stunned by Wan'er's crying.

Although Wang Zhichu knew that Wan'er was his half-sister, (Fu Liu press: Wang Zhichu didn't know that Wan'er was a boy.) But when he thought that she was the evil seed that Zhang Nansu forced his mother to give birth to, there was a gap in his heart. layer.Seeing her crying miserably now, I can't help feeling sorry for her.

Ziqing asked Wan'er what happened in a low voice, but Wan'er was crying, but didn't speak.

Wang Zhichu guessed something in his mind: Wan'er didn't know his relationship with her, and only regarded himself as an outsider.So he signaled to Ziqing: "Then I'll go back to the inn first, you should ask carefully."

Seeing Wang Zhichu turn around to leave, Ziqing said worriedly: "You!..."

Knowing what Ziqing meant, Wang Zhichu smiled calmly: "Ziqing, don't worry, I still want to hear you play a piece of music for me." After finishing speaking, he closed the door and left.

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In other words, if you look at the collection data, it seems that many mm are looking at it, why is no one complaining about it?Are they all watching on their mobile phones? Hey... Fu Liu is lonely...