Red plums reflect youth

Chapter 98

Before Mu Chengyou got up to go to the northern border gate, he deliberately went to the hut in Qingcheng Pavilion to meet Ziqing.

Wan'er's life and death are uncertain, Liu Qiaoyang was put in prison, Liu's mansion was sealed off, and everyone could only enter but not exit.All the changes happened in one night, and I don't know whether the weak Ziqing can withstand all the blows.

Mu Chengyou was already mentally prepared to see a distraught Ziqing, but when he approached Ziqing's hut, the sound of the piano he heard was powerful and clear.He couldn't help but feel happy, it turned out that Ziqing was much tougher than he imagined.

Knocking on the door lightly, the sound of the piano in the room stopped abruptly, and after a while, Ziqing, who was neatly dressed, came to open the door.

His face was paler than usual, but his eyes looked calmer and firmer, and a white cloth was tied on his forehead, as if to pay homage to his relatives.

Mu Chengyou suddenly understood that Ziqing didn't know that Wan'er had been rescued, so he said, "Ziqing, quickly take off the white cloth on your head. Wan'er is fine now. That night, Shen Luoshu had let Chang Uncle saved him from the fire."

"Really?!" A hint of surprise flashed in Ziqing's eyes, and there was some sparkle.

Mu Chengyou chuckled and nodded: "Yes. It seems that he was just fainted by the smoke. It's nothing serious. I heard... Shen Luoshu has secretly sent Wan'er to Wang Zhichu's small courtyard. Zhang Shilang is still there. It’s just that everyone is burned.”

"Great! It's good that Wan'er is fine..." She frowned slightly, and let out a long sigh of relief: "I thought I had lost him already."

"Eh? You only care about Wan'er, don't you want to know about Qiao Yang's situation?" Mu Chengyou couldn't help but asked with a smile.

But Ziqing turned his head to one side, his eyes changed from soft to firm: "I will wait for him to come back."

Mu Chengyou suddenly burst out laughing, these two people said exactly the same thing.In my heart, which has always been calm, I feel a little bit of envy inexplicably. Will I also meet such a person in the future, and have a heart-to-heart relationship with each other?Hehe, does this feeling mean: I wish to have one heart and one heart, and the white head will not be separated?

No longer trying to keep things close, Mu Chengyou briefly told Ziqing the whole story, and then got up to leave: "Ziqing, don't worry. I will definitely bring him back in time to clear the evidence for Liu Qiaoyang."

"Well! I believe in you! My son... thank you."

"Hey, thank you so much." Mu Chengyou's starry eyes lit up, and he shaved his sword eyebrows: "However, after I rescue Liu Qiaoyang, you have to play a piece for me alone, just for me, how about it?"

"Okay!" Ziqing agreed with a smile.

After sending Mu Shizi away, Ziqing sat back in front of the piano with a solemn face, plucked the strings lightly, and murmured: "Qiao Yang... I believe you will be fine. If... you don't come back... Ziqing raised her head lightly, her bright eyes looked out of the window calmly: "I won't live alone either!"

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Ziqing brought Wan'er's favorite candied haws and small pastries to the small farmyard of Wang Zhichu on the outskirts of the city nervously.The joy of regaining what was lost made him even doubt that it was true.He has always had a special love for Wan'er, maybe it's the pity of Wan'er's miserable experience, maybe it's the family love that blood is thicker than water, or maybe he wants to make up for Wan'er with all the apologies he had for Qiao Sheng.

After entering the main room, he found that Wang Zhichu was arranging the things in the room, as if he was about to go out.

Seeing Ziqing come in, Wang Zhichu flicked the dust off his sleeves, and smiled at Ziqing, "Ziqing, you are here. Son Wan is in the room." He hesitated: "It's just...he may not remember you."

"Huh?!" Ziqing opened her eyes wide and exclaimed.

"Maybe the fear and fright that night caused him to lose his memory." Wang Zhichu said as he walked to the door of the back room and opened the curtain to let Ziqing in.

Wan'er was already dressed as a boy at this time, and she was quietly lying on the table and chairs in the back room, playing with some small wooden objects.

"Wan'er, who do you think is coming?" Wang Zhichu called out.

"Huh?" Wan'er turned her head obediently, her delicate face was fair, her eyes were still so watery, but the way she looked at Ziqing was a little strange.But... Seeing the small snacks in Ziqing's hand, he immediately jumped off the chair happily and ran over, and said crisply, "Brother, are these for Wan'er?"

Ziqing quickly handed the snack to Wan'er, and gently stroked his little head: "Well, it's all yours."

"Hee hee, brother is the best." Wan'er took the snack and started eating happily.

When she first heard about Wan'er's amnesia, Ziqing was still very sad, but now seeing Wan'er like this, she breathed a sigh of relief.Let him pass the past, let everything disappear, let Wan'er grow up carefree like this.

Seeing Ziqing's expression soften, Wang Zhichu also smiled slightly: "You also think this is the best ending, don't you?"

Ziqing nodded, went out of the back room, and asked Wang Zhichu, "What about you? Where are you going?"

"I plan to go back to Jiangnan." Wang Zhichu looked at the clothes he was sorting: "Take Wan'er and leave here together."

"You don't want revenge?"

Wang Zhichu sighed leisurely: "In the past, I thought that I was the only one left in this world, like a wandering soul, with no attachments or concerns. On the contrary, the hatred in my heart can support me to live." As he said, he looked around. Wan'er, who was eating happily in the back room: "Now... Wan'er has become like this, suddenly feels that I have a responsibility, and I really want to take care of him, protect him, and let him grow up happily. Revenge becomes What's more, Fu Yongbin and Zhang Nansu are dead, and Zhang Jingyin is an old man who is about to die, so what's the point of killing him at the expense of his life?" He said, looking at Ziqing : "It seems that when people are alive, they always have to think about it. Sweet thoughts are always better than hatred."

Ziqing nodded silently. He was very happy for Wang Zhichu's decision in his heart. Moreover, taking Wan'er out of Pingyang, the Zhang family would have no way of knowing that he was still alive, and Wan'er would no longer be burdened by the past. For him, it was the best However.However, for no reason, why did I add a little bit of disappointment to my heart?

Wang Zhichu continued: "Did you know? Mr. Luo Shu is actually the son of my uncle, and was fortunately rescued by his master in that disaster. He told me that the original land of the Shen family still exists, so I plan to go back there Go, be a teacher, and raise Wan'er well."

Ziqing nodded. When he knew that his mother was Shen Yuan's daughter, he vaguely guessed the relationship between Shen Luoshu and himself: "That's... pretty good."

"What about you?" Wang Zhichu asked.

"I..." Ziqing lowered her eyebrows and closed her eyes, and murmured, "I'm going to stay here and wait for Qiao Yang."

"Hehe," Wang Zhichu said with a smile, "I guessed it a long time ago! Luo Shu told me that Mu Shizi would rescue Liu Qiaoyang. I think Liu Qiaoyang should be fine with Mu Shizi's supernatural powers. Brother doesn't have that blessing, so Ziqing... You want to be happy for me. But...maybe I may not be able to marry a wife and have children in the future." Wang Zhichu heaved a sigh of relief: "Oh... let go of everything, how easy it is! No matter how bad the past is, it is just the past .What we have is the present and the future...Maybe we can really live a different life in a new place as Liu Qiaoyang said."

"That's great...it's just... I can't bear to part with you." Ziqing finally couldn't help it: "You are my only relatives, but now you have to leave."

"If you miss us, come to Jiangnan to see us." Wang Zhichu said calmly, "By the way, I have prepared a gift for you." After saying that, he turned around and took out a delicately crafted piano from the cabinet. To Ziqing: "I really like listening to you play the piano, can you play a song for us before we leave?"

Ziqing took the piano and stroked it carefully.

The emotions surging in my heart are so complicated, enemies, relatives, resentment, alienation, reluctance, entanglement, attachment... When I look back, how many past events have turned into the present, and there is a long sigh, endless sigh, it is parting sorrow.

Ziqing nodded solemnly, and let the thousand words speak to the music of the piano.

Wang Zhichu led Wan'er into the courtyard, under the elms and willows, Ziqing sat in front of the piano, stroking the strings with his hand.

Fragments of sunlight passed through the dense leaves, reflecting on the three of them, and the light and shadow intertwined into a classic picture, spreading in this quiet courtyard.In the painting, Ziqing flicks her hands with low eyebrows, Wang Zhichu sits on the opposite stone bench and stares at Ziqing, Wan'er sits aside, leaning over and resting her head on Wang Zhichu's lap, as quiet as a little bird taking a nap in the afternoon. cat.

The light and beautiful sound of the piano ding ding dong dong rang in the warm spring day, telling the youthful and deep love.

After the end of winter, the clear rhyme remains,

The youth is wasted and the soul is left.

At the beginning of the solitary dyeing, half a stick of incense,

Don't miss the youthful spring.

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For the last song, I recommend listening to Mo Mingqimiao's "Shaoshui Never Lost", which I personally think is super good.