In October in Changjing, the temperature is getting colder.
The afternoon sun, accompanied by the late autumn chill, is shrouded in the shadows of the houses in the alleys.
Su Wen did not ask anyone to get out of the car, but stood beside the car and talked to the woman in the car.
He is wearing the blue official uniform of the Yushitai Yanguan. He is handsome and tall, solemn and cold.
Three years after entering the dynasty, he is considered a new official.
However, Su Wen did not have the embarrassment that new officials often have, and he behaved calmly and generously.
As a civil servant, he has the bookishness of a civil servant, but does not have the dullness of a civil servant. When he raises his eyebrows and raises his lips, a wildness overflows from his bones.
It's really like a vixen lazily walking out of the forest, confusing people without knowing it.
Su Wen stood outside the car, almost at eye level with the woman in the car. He stared at the woman's inexplicably red face. He swayed his eyes and said with a smile, "Su and Miss Gan have known each other for several years. If you think about it carefully, I’ve seen him many times in this alley.”
Not eighty times but a hundred times, really a lot.
Gan Caiwei folded her hands in front of her belly and twisted them into a ball unconsciously. She bit her lip nervously and looked at the man, not knowing what he was going to say to make her disappointed.
"Gan Mansion is the head of the three most aristocratic families in Changjing. Miss Gan was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. Her family background, character and appearance are both top-notch. If she wants to find a husband in the future, she must have a similar family background and character to be a good match. Su Wen's dark eyes were deep and he looked directly at the woman in the car. He watched the red glow on her face fade away little by little and turned pale. He pinched his fingers to restrain himself, "Miss Gan, don't blame Su for speaking straightforwardly. A noble daughter of a Changjing family." Countless, you are a leading lady, and everyone looks up to you. But you have been stuck in this alley for several years, do you know how many wealthy families are laughing at you behind your back?"
He said something serious.
But these words cannot be left unsaid.
Gan Caiwei is one of Mr. Gan's favorite great-granddaughters, and it is not an exaggeration to call her the proud daughter of heaven. Three years ago, so many talented people from Beijing came to ask for marriage, and the matchmaker almost stepped on the threshold of Gan's house.
Nowadays, when people in the upper class talk about Gan Caiwei, they often shake their heads and sigh, saying behind their backs that she has resigned herself to depravity.
A noble girl from an aristocratic family didn't just stay in the back house and obey her parents' orders to be a matchmaker, but she was so bold that she turned around and chased after a minor official, which was extremely unbecoming.
In the eyes of those who abide by rules and dogma, this kind of behavior is extremely criticized.
No one said it openly, and they were just afraid of offending the Gan family's power.
"Miss Gan, I, Su Wen, have never suffered from my background, nor have I ever devalued myself and felt inferior to others. However, my Su family does come from a peasant family. When I go home on vacation, I have to roll up my trouser legs after taking off my official robe. People who work in the fields and plant rice seedlings, do you understand?" He was not as glamorous as she looked.
Compared to wearing this official robe, he prefers the relaxation and comfort of home and the freedom of the world.
It's very likely that one day he can't stand it any longer and will give up his job and go home to farm.
Do you want a charming young lady to accompany him in farming? She originally lived a life without touching the spring water. As long as she wanted to, she could continue to live like that.
The woman in the car pursed her lips tightly, lowered her eyebrows and said nothing.
Su Wen loosened his clenched fingers little by little, pulled his lips and smiled, "Go back here, and don't come back here again."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the mansion, his back still straight.
"Stop!"
Behind him, a woman's coquettish scolding came.
Su Wen turned around and met a pair of burning red eyes. The beautiful almond eyes were shining with anger.
"You talk to yourself, thinking that you can see everything clearly. How do you know that I don't understand? I, I understood it the first time I came here, very clearly!" He was raised in a boudoir and was pampered and pampered by his family since he was a child. When Gan Caiwei was angry, she wouldn't even quarrel, and when she was angry, she would only hold her neck. She knew clearly that she was justified, but when she met Mr. Su's eyes, she couldn't maintain her momentum for some reason.
She could only try to keep her eyes wide open and look like she was worthy of the battle, "I know you are from the place of exile, I know your family was exiled before, I know you don't want to be an official, and I also know that you actually don't like to interact with others. You prefer to use your fists instead of talking, and you are very good at fighting! You never take yourself lightly, and I never take you lightly either!
It’s true that I am a young lady from an aristocratic family. It’s shameless to chase you like this. I also know that this is the most daring thing I have ever done in my life! Since I dare to come, I have already made preparations. I can wear coarse clothes, eat simple meals, and manage the stove! But if Mr. Su doesn't like me, I won't bother you any more! As long as you say it clearly, I know that the melon that is forced is not sweet, so I will never force it!
But, every time I give you something, you obviously accept it. I thought you at least have a little bit of love for me - "
She thought he liked her at least a little bit.
Even if it's not as much as she likes him.
Relying on the little bit of self-conceit that he liked her, she ignored the dissuasion of her family and the rumors around her, and persevered bravely until now. She has been the oldest old girl in the aristocratic circle of Beijing since she was twenty-nine years old.
She has no regrets.
From the beginning when he rescued her, she fell in love with him. In the past three years of contact, the more she got to know his character, the more she liked him... Her love for him was not as shallow as he thought.
"I appreciate Mr. Su, but I also know that love matters will not be responded to if you insist on it. It's okay to like someone, and it's okay not to like someone." After mustering up the courage to say what was in my heart, the rest of the words became smoother and smoother. , Gan Caiwei stared at the man looking back at the steps of the mansion, and tried her best to smile at him, "I'm sorry for causing trouble to Mr. Su these years. Thank you Mr. Su for making it clear to me, Caiwei won't bother you anymore."
"Do you regret it?" the man suddenly asked.
Gan Caiwei raised her lowered head and shook it at him, "I don't regret it. At least I was brave."
My great-grandfather said that a good marriage is hard to come by.
How about women?
As long as you have the courage, you can ask for it for yourself.
Although the Gan family came from a scholarly family, they were not pedantic. Even her father, a rigid man, chose to turn a blind eye to what she did because he loved her, and never blamed her for the rumors outside.
Otherwise, she may not be able to survive until today.
It's a pity that Mr. Su's heart is like a rock. Today he finally made it clear that she should actually thank him.
Although the words were unpleasant, he gave her an explanation in person.
"Car driver, go back home." Gan Caiwei lowered the car curtain to block the man's gaze, then her strength collapsed and her tears fell without warning.
She understood in her heart, but understanding didn't mean she wouldn't be sad.
Looking back on the past three years or so, in the end, it seems that she just fulfilled her own willfulness.
With Mr. Su's temper, I couldn't bear to explain it to her until today, maybe I couldn't bear it anymore.
The girlish thoughts that she half-hidden and wanted him to know turned out to be troublesome to him.
