The sky turned from light to dark, and mist floated in the air. The usually dry northwest region finally ushered in the spring rain.
The red-brown horse shook its slightly damp mane and stopped in front of the Jiang family gate.
Without waiting for the coachman to remind him, Jiang Chengyuan jumped off the carriage shaft and rushed into the increasingly dense rain.
Jiang Chengfeng held an oil-paper umbrella and called several times without stopping, so he could only follow in a hurry.
Passing through the Jiang family gate, walking along the bluestone main road, stepping on the cobblestone path, and finally stopping in front of the half-opened Yunqi Pavilion door.
The ink calligraphy written by my grandfather back then was still hung on the door plaque with great respect, but the familiar burly figure was nowhere to be found.
It is said that one is timid when close to his hometown and cowardly when close to others.
Jiang Chengyuan didn't want to admit it, but his hesitant steps revealed his true heart.
He rubbed the door with his slender fingers, then gritted his teeth and pushed it open.
The sound of rain dripping on the window sill covered up the sound of pushing the door. The candlelight in the house was bright, and it seemed that someone was moving around.
The naughty and cute look of his younger sister appeared in front of Jiang Chengyuan's eyes. She was not as disciplined as the legitimate daughter of an aristocratic family, but she was more free and lively, with an unfettered agility.
He closed his eyes and said solemnly, "Xiao Jiang'an, I was wrong. I shouldn't have stopped looking for you seriously just because I was angry with my grandmother. I shouldn't have thought about making mistakes, and I shouldn't have always tried to balance them with a bowl of water. I We should not forget that I have a younger sister who is suffering outside."
"I always feel that everything is an accident. I always think that Cheng Huan is not easy. I see how she lives a trembling life, so I feel bad for her. So I always want to favor her. I always think that she is innocent. I have never I thought that she had replaced everything for you, and I always thought that the Jiang family could raise two girls and I could have two younger sisters."
"I don't know... It turns out that everything you have is carefully calculated by others. It turns out that everything you have has been taken away. What nonsense is fairness? Whoever is fair to my sister can be fair."
The heavy rain fell, soaking Jiang Chengyuan's clothes, and washed his face, wrapped in hot tears, blending with the earth.
They say that men don't shed tears lightly, but it turns out that they are just not sad yet.
The most painful tears in this world can never escape the word regret.
But who can stand still and wait day after day.
"Jiang Sheng, I really know I was wrong. Can you forgive my brother? Can you... don't ignore me." Jiang Chengyuan choked up several times.
Behind him, Jiang Chengfeng was stunned and didn't even know when the oil-paper umbrella was blown away.
Two high-spirited children from aristocratic families became heartless drowned rats at this moment.
Someone in the room let out a long sigh, and then the door opened, revealing Tan Yue's graceful figure.
"My eldest son, the girl has left." She sighed softly, "You are a child of the Jiang family. It is a good thing to be kind-hearted, but a man should be decisive in killing and have a long-term vision."
Some things can be forgiven without admitting your mistakes, and some futures cannot be fulfilled by calling them brother or sister.
Jiang Chengyuan seemed to understand, "Sister Tan Yue, where did my sister go?"
"Go where she feels comfortable, go to the sky where she can fly freely." Tan Yue said lightly, closing the doors and windows.
The whole world was silent again, with only the sound of rain falling, which hurt a little on the skin, but felt inexplicably soothing.
Jiang Chengyuan finally understood that this half hour was worth his seventeen years.
Growth is always fast and silent, painful and secret.
He staggered around and stepped out of Yunqi Pavilion together with Jiang Chengfeng, who had not yet returned to his soul.
There were rapid footsteps in the distance, and someone appeared holding an oil-paper umbrella, followed by a concerned maid, "Slow down, girl, slow down."
But the thin figure was still unheard. Even if his skirt was soaked, he still wanted to block the rain for Jiang Chengyuan, and then he called out with concern, "Brother."
It was Jiang Chenghuan who had been in bed for several months.
"Why are you here?" Jiang Chengyuan took two steps back, "Cover yourself from the rain."
"Where has my brother been these past three days? Have you had anything to eat or drink?" Jiang Chenghuan was a little worried and a little guilty. "I took the land deeds and gold that my mother had left privately, and I also gave away the most expensive money as compensation. But Jiang Sheng didn’t want it.”
Jiang Chengyuan remained silent.
When the child was changed, Jiang Chenghuan was just a baby and had no leadership ability, but there was no doubt that he had replaced Jiang Sheng in his life.
The brother-sister relationship that has existed for more than ten years has been real. He can't hate this sister, but he can't get closer to her anymore.
In fact, when things have come to this point, Jiang Cheng is willing to be smarter and make mistakes, and continue to cover his ears and steal the bells like a deaf and blind man.
Jiang Sheng didn't get close to him anyway, so it would be better to lose everything.
But he is a descendant of the Jiang family.
Our ancestors not only taught kindness, but also taught us responsibility and responsibility. We must admit when we have done something wrong and make amends for any harm we have done.
Yu Jiang Sheng, he is not a good brother.
Yu Jiang Chenghuan, he will no longer be a good brother.
"You can keep that face, I will make up for her myself." Jiang Chengyuan said calmly, and before turning around, he did not forget to take away the land deed and gold that belonged to him.
Jiang Chengfeng followed closely behind, sighing.
They left without looking back, cold and indifferent.
Jiang Chenghuan's eyes turned red again, and his heart throbbed with pain, as if something was being pulled out of his body. Those things he once wanted to hold tightly ended up flowing away in various ways.
The position of a legitimate daughter, the love between brother and sister, the love between mother and daughter, honor and dignity, future and life.
"Why." She was stunned. "What did I do wrong? I shouldn't have appeared, right? Should I die?"
Xiaoqiao wiped her tears beside her, "Girl, don't talk nonsense. You did nothing wrong. You didn't bully Miss Jiang Sheng. You even had a big fight with the madam and braved the heavy rain to give the young master the land deed. You really didn't do anything wrong."
No, wrong.
Maybe her existence is a mistake.
When her grandmother was indifferent, her brothers shunned her, and outsiders ridiculed her, in the end she was left with only her mother.
She only has that maternal love.
Jiang Chenghuan turned around in a daze, his steps staggering like an octogenarian.
On this rainy night, some people are sad, some are sad, some are longing for others, and some are sad.
Others slept with their buttocks sticking out until dawn.
To be honest, Jiang Sheng didn't recognize a bed. He hadn't slept on anything in the past years. Straw was fine, and the corners were the most comfortable. Occasionally, he could pick up some tattered clothes to cushion himself on. Most of the time, he could only curl up on the ground. I have to be alert all the time, lest someone comes and kicks me.
Over the years, she has followed her brothers around the country, from big bunks to canopy beds, but it has not affected her at all.
But when I actually lay down in my small room and nestled in Aunt Zhang's arms, I felt a sense of peace of mind that no one could give me.
The rain outside the window is dripping rhythmically. Jiang Sheng is traveling in her sleep, going up to the sky and down to the earth. She is omnipotent. She even rides on a strange iron box and rushes into the grassland in the blink of an eye to find the third brother who feeds the sheep.
Hey, why does the third brother feed sheep?
Isn't he at war?
