The person in front of me has a black robe like ink, a skin as white as snow, and facial features that are as exquisite as those of an evildoer, almost evil. A pair of peach blossom eyes that seem to be smiling but not smiling, and the corners of her lips are always slightly raised.
He loved to laugh, but his smile did not reach his eyes. When he stood there, even though the sky was full of light, it did not touch his body. It makes people look like a god of plague, their scalp is numb and their hairs stand on end.
Who is not afraid to see him?
"After several years of not seeing each other, little A'zhi has become more and more timid."
He walked towards her step by step, his black soap boots stepping firmly on the ground, making a soft sound, and finally stopped in front of Wen Zhi, and slowly squatted down to keep eye level with her.
"Why, you don't even recognize me anymore?" He reached out and touched her cold cheek, and his sharp fingertips roamed over her skin, finally stopping at her slender neck.
Wen Zhi stared at him, "A-Brother?"
The adopted son of his uncle's family and the missing Sanlang of the Rong family - Rong Jiuhe.
When he was young, Rong Jiuhe lived with the Wen family for several years. At that time, Wen Zhi was still young and had no brothers or sisters around him. It was rare for him to have an older brother to stay with him, so he would pester him every day and even eat and sleep with him.
But this little brother had cold eyes, a withdrawn temperament, and was very ruthless in his actions. Anyone who dared to offend him would definitely get nothing good. Later, when she accidentally saw his torture methods, she was so frightened that she had a high fever that wouldn't go away for several days. .
After he recovered, he learned that his father and mother had sent him to another hospital.
Later, she also went to other courtyards, but because she was afraid, she only glanced at it from a distance and never dared to approach it again.
Until now, when she sees this cousin, she will think of that bloody night and can't stop trembling...
Rong Jiuhe squatted there, "You want me to hold you up?"
"Need not."
Wen Zhi hurriedly brushed his hand away and stood up slowly while holding on to the wall. As if she were a child who had done something wrong, she subconsciously shrank and leaned against the wall.
"So scared?" Rong Jiuhe didn't seem happy, "Little A'zhi really holds a grudge! You didn't tell me about such a big event like getting married. It's a pity that I couldn't catch up and have a glass of wedding wine with you. "
Wen Zhi was a little confused. He hadn't seen him come back before. Why would he appear here this time?
After Rong Jiuhe left the other courtyard, he disappeared completely. The Rong family and the Wen family searched for him for a long time, but could not find any trace of him. Unexpectedly, he was in Chang'an City?
"Then...shall I invite brother to drink?" There was no one around, so Wen Zhi looked around.
Rong Jiuhe suddenly smiled, "Okay!"
Wen Zhi: "..."
Does he take the polite words seriously?
"Next time." Rong Jiuhe reached out and stroked her bun, "My brother has important things to do this time and I can't honor your appointment, but it doesn't matter, I know where you are... you can't run away!"
He said the last three words with a smile.
Seeing Rong Jiu turn around silently, Wen Zhi straightened his body slightly.
Before he had taken two steps, he suddenly stopped again, turned his head to glance at her, and said meaningfully, "I heard that the general's palace was very lively last night!"
After saying this, he finally disappeared at the entrance of the alley.
Wen Zhi leaned against the wall as if he was exhausted, cold sweat slowly oozing out from his forehead. The fear of a person comes from the psychological shadow of childhood and cannot be easily overcome.
After coming back to his senses, Wen Zhi held on to the wall and walked slowly towards the entrance of another alley.
"Master?" Cui Tang stepped forward and saluted, "Who are you?"
Rong Jiuhe sniffed the breath on his fingertips and exhaled quietly, "It doesn't matter, I just caught a... disobedient raccoon slave."
"The palace urges you to hurry up." Cui Tang said in a low voice, "Let's leave quickly!"
Rong Jiuhe got on his horse and turned to glance at the entrance of the alley.
Little A’zhi, I’m determined to drink this glass of wine!
