It was a deep and long alley. At the alley, there is an inconspicuous, old corner door.
The wind in winter was dry and cold, causing the corner door to sway slightly.
A handsome young man wearing a black cloak walked slowly from the alley.
His legs are long but he walks slowly.
He walked to the corner door as if casually, paused, and suddenly asked: "Am I good-looking?"
In the crack of the corner door, a pair of timid eyes suddenly disappeared after being frightened.
The young man sneered silently and continued on his way.
If he was not mistaken, those eyes belonged to a five or six year old child. Those eyes were full of yearning for the outside world, and... fear of the unknown things outside.
The capital is big, and living there is not easy. Within those high and short walls, various stories are played out every day.
The young man didn't take it to heart. He has many, many things to do every day.
But one day, when he passed this alley again and walked through the familiar corner door again, he suddenly remembered those timid eyes.
He subconsciously looked through the crack in the door, and his eyes met a pair of timid eyes.
This time, even though the eyes in the crack of the door were frightened, they did not move away.
The young man turned around, looked seriously into those eyes, and asked, "Who are you?"
Those eyes are actually very beautiful. The eyes are dark and bright, and the eye shape is a standard almond eye.
These are the eyes of a girl.
The wind was stronger today, and the corner door swayed slightly. The girl's eyes widened slightly, and she asked him in a childish voice: "Who are you?"
He smiled, what a funny little girl.
"I," he said slowly, "I am a Bodhisattva walking in the world."
"Impossible. I've seen the Bodhisattva in the temple, and it doesn't look like you." The little girl retorted to him.
Rather, he is very sharp-tongued.
"Bodhisattvas are ever-changing. How can you people in the world see my true face? This is just one of my phantom faces."
The young man teased the child without blushing at all.
The little girl in the crack of the door said nothing.
"Madam, madam, where are you?" A woman's voice called.
The little girl hesitated and ran away.
It's so boring.
The young man stood up straight, put his hands in his wide sleeves, and left slowly.
The winter in the capital city that year was extremely cold.
When the young man passed by this alley for the third time, he saw those eyes again in the crack of the corner door.
He frowned slightly, wondering if the little girl was guarding the corner door every day.
Is it because he is too good-looking? From a hundred-year-old woman to a newborn baby, everyone was obsessed with his handsome appearance.
He thought of teasing the little girl again: "Ms. Qin, are you waiting for me?"
The little girl was a little surprised: "Do you know who I am?"
"This house is the residence of Qin Jiancheng, the Imperial Academy. That day someone called you Madam Qin, and although you were thinly dressed, you didn't have to work, so I guess you are Qin Jiancheng's eldest daughter, Madam Qin."
The little girl looked at him without blinking.
After a long time, she said: "You are so smart. But why do you often walk here? At the end of this alley is the courtyard. Most of the people living in the courtyard are poor and helpless. You are dressed so richly, you must not live there." In the yard. Are you here to see your friends?"
"You don't want to worry about the courtyard in front?" The young man was a little surprised.
The little girl shut her mouth, not wanting to tell him that her wet nurse, Mama Xu, lived in the yard. She went there once. Xu's mother had a nanny brother at home. The nanny brother looked at her fiercely, as if she had robbed his mother.
The two of them stopped talking, and the deserted alley seemed a little silent.
"See you next time." The young man broke the silence and said goodbye to the little girl.
He is indeed very busy.
This time, the little girl opened the corner door a little wider so that she could watch the young husband leave.
But not much.
The little girl silently pushed the door shut.
"Madam, this slave wants to cook. Come quickly, madam, you can warm yourself by the fire." Xu's mother called her happily.
Although she is the eldest daughter of the Qin family, her life is poor and boring.
The only interesting thing is lying in the crack of the corner door and watching people walking through the alley. Not many people passed by the alley every day, and the only one who talked to her was the young man who had just left. But she was obviously peeking at him through the crack in the door. How did he know she was in the corner door?
The next day, the little girl met the young man again.
Still wearing the black cloak, he walked slowly through the corner door, then turned around and looked at her: "Ms. Qin."
The little girl looked at him and pursed her lips: "This is not fair."
"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows. Does she still understand the word 'fair'?
The little girl said softly: "You know who I am, but I don't know who you are, so it's not fair."
He lowered his eyes to look at her. The little girl was small, with a double bun, and her clothes were a little thin and old. His face was bulging, slightly unconvinced.
"But, when you first looked at me through the crack in the door, if I hadn't been vigilant, you wouldn't have known that there was someone secretly looking at me in the same door. This is unfair." Hum, in terms of sophistry, there is no one in the Nangong family. Outshine him.
The little girl's eyes were obviously flickering, probably because she was frightened by him.
"Okay, I'm very busy, I have to leave. You continue to look at people through the crack in the door, but don't look at people flatly."
The young man said, raised his legs and left.
He is really busy.
When the two met again, it was New Year's Eve.
This time, the door crack was opened wider. There were scattered sounds of firecrackers all around the alley. This corner door seems to have been forgotten, and it is still unrepaired, making it look a bit tattered.
Mrs. Qin finally had a new change - she had two new green and red hairbands on her head.
She looked at him openly, but still did not take the initiative to say hello to him.
The young man curled his lips and took out a red envelope from his sleeve pocket.
"It's for you," he said.
"I can't take your money," she said.
The young man's smile deepened: "You are a child, and this is the lucky money for children."
The little girl's eyes fell on the red seal and she looked at it for a long time.
The young man didn't rush her either.
After a long time, he heard her ask softly: "Are you very powerful?"
He raised his eyebrows. How could she, a child, tell that he was so powerful? Is it possible that he has reached the point where his talents are revealed? This is not okay, he has to restrain himself.
The little girl's eyes were filled with light: "Can you teach me to become more powerful?"
(End of chapter)
