Doyoshi Kazume

In a blink of an eye, it is the season when all things recover and the grass grows and the warblers fly.

Jiu Liang took off his padded robe early, but received a good-hearted reprimand.

On this day, Meng Hetang and Zhou Jiuliang came to the garden early, taking advantage of the absence of the audience to collect words.

Although Zhou Jiuliang usually listened to his brother Meng's arrangements no matter what, but when it came to the words, he was very serious.

The two never compromised when expressing their opinions, and they often quarreled and blushed.

In order to avoid life and death, the two agreed to act out their respective ideas, to see whose live reaction was better and the audience liked it, and whoever returned would enjoy a full-body massage for a month.

The two came on stage with the curtain lifted.

He bowed and stood still, which attracted a lot of applause.

Sitting in the box facing the stage is Miss Mei Jia.

A lavender smoke cloud shirt is lined with a pleated skirt embroidered with butterflies, and the blue silk is high and high, embellished with bright jewels, and the jade hands are green and swaying a round fan that emits colorful light. A little powder and daisy only add color. Stately and elegant.

Seeing that it was the age of marriage, there were so many young men from rich families who came to the door to propose marriage, almost leveling the threshold of Mei Mansion.

But she wanted to clamor for martial arts competitions to recruit relatives. Those young boys from Gaoliang are all spoiled masters who stretch out their clothes and eat with their mouths open. How can they be Mei Xue's opponents.

Until now, no one dared to propose a marriage at the mansion, which made the master of the Mei family angry, so he restrained Mei Xue's feet in a fit of anger.

Ms. Mei is not an ordinary weak woman, you ground me and go on a hunger strike, let's see who can screw who.

In the end, the struggle ended with Master Mei's compromise.

The child was twisted, and eight horses could not pull it back.Forget it, let her go.

On the first day after the confinement was lifted, I ran to the small garden and waited.

Miss Mei was delighted to hear that, she stretched out her jade hand, took off the hairpin from her head and threw it on the stage.

"Miss, this is a precious thing that the master brought back to you from the Western Regions. You just gave it away like this!" The maid on the side was startled.

"I'm willing to give him anything, let alone hairpins. If he wants the stars in the sky, I'll find a way to pick them off for him." Mei Xue smiled sweetly at Xiang'er.

Following the direction in which the hairpin was thrown down, Meng Hetang nodded slightly to express his gratitude.

"Did you see Xiang'er, he nodded at me." Mei Xue turned around and held Xiang'er's hand, her cheeks flushed slightly.

"I saw it, I saw it, and then what?" Xiang'er didn't understand why her young lady ignored the well-matched son, but she chose the poor scholar who talked about cross talk.

What kind of evil is this?

"Xiang'er, give this note to him for me later." Mei Xue shyly took out a note from her sleeve and handed it over.

Looking at this crumpled note, Xiang'er secretly smiled, it seems that my lady is also shy and nervous, which is far from the majestic appearance when riding a horse and hunting in the hunting ground.

"Little brother, wait a minute." Xiang'er went downstairs and stopped the servant who was carrying the teapot to pour tea.

"What's the matter, girl." The boy put away the teapot and came over.

"Please help me to give this to you, Mr. Meng, it belongs to my lady." He said and took out a note and a few taels of silver from his sleeve.

"You're welcome." The servant only took the note, turned and went backstage.

Seeing that the servant turned around and went to the backstage, Mei Xue couldn't sit still, her slender hands were twisting the silk handkerchief, her eyebrows were furrowed.

"Master," the servant walked up to Meng Hetang and stretched out his hand, "A girl asked me to give it to you, it seems to be Miss Mei's family."

As soon as they heard about Mei's house, the ears of the men in the backstage all pricked up, and they hurried over.

"Okay." Meng Hetang took it with a puzzled face.When did you interact with Miss Mei's family?

"Brother, you don't know, this Miss Mei family comes here every day, even if you don't have a place, she will send gifts here and sit in the box upstairs." Sun Jiufang was the first to come over and said with big eyes.

"Brother, what did you write!" Qin Xiaoxian didn't care about that, he just wanted to know what Miss Mei wrote to Brother Meng.It can't be if we meet in the garden at midnight tonight!

"What's the matter with you?" Meng Hetang raised his hand and slapped Qin Xiaoxian when he saw Qin Xiaoxian's villainous face, "Jiuxiang, take care of your house."

"Hey!" Sun Jiuxiang hurried forward and covered Qin Xiaoxian's mouth.

"Bah!" Qin Xiaoxian spat at Sun Jiuxiang's outstretched hand, "It's so salty."

Several people laughed together, and Zhou Jiuliang also laughed along with him.

"Written what?"

"It's nothing." Meng Hetang closed his eyes and crushed the note.

"Let's go, you won today, I'll go home and give you a massage." Meng Hetang took the cloak from the rack and draped it over Zhou Jiuliang.

Even though it's spring, it's still very cold at night, this kid always runs out wearing a single robe when the sun is shining at noon.

It's really not reassuring.

Speechless all the way.

Zhou Jiuliang felt as if he had knocked over the seasoning rack, neither bitter nor sour, all mixed flavors.

He really hates himself for being so cowardly.

More than once, he wanted to turn Meng Hetang's face and tell him how much he loved him.

Your eyebrows, your eyes, your every detail I love to death.

But every time the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again.

He was afraid, afraid of frightening his brother Meng.

The love with broken sleeves has been invisible since ancient times.

But I really hope my Meng Geer can be happy.

Myself, it doesn't matter.

The carriage came to a complete stop, but Zhou Jiuliang dodged the hand stretched out towards him.

"Lie down, I'll give you a massage." Meng Hetang came over with a smile after washing the dishes.

"I'm a little tired, I'm going to sleep first." Zhou Jiuliang turned around and ran into the room, bypassing Meng Hetang.He was afraid that if he waited a second longer, tears would fall.

"Why are you tired?"

"Do you want to take a bath? I'll get you some water." Meng Hetang yelled at the door.What's wrong today? It's so abnormal. I usually beg myself for a massage in a different way. Why don't I like it today.

Hearing Brother Meng's anxious tone outside the door, Zhou Jiuliang held back his tears and shouted, "No need!" He said nothing more.

Hearing the person at the door sigh and leave.Zhou Jiuliang pulled his chest and wept uncontrollably.

Why are you so nice to me?

Why did you take me back eight years ago?

Why did you make me fall in love with you again?

Why don't you understand?