"Snapped!!!"
Zhang Junsheng's cheeks felt hot and his whole head was buzzing.
"Do you know what you did? Ah!?" Jiang Qingyue shook the boy's shoulders desperately, trembling all over and yelled: "Do you know how important this garland is to me!"
"What are you doing! He hit me twice for no reason, but I have nothing to say about my grievances..." Zhang Junsheng rubbed his face with his hands and looked at her with grievances in his eyes.
Jiang Qingyue gathered the dead branches and leaves in embarrassment, her mother's smile was reflected in her mind again, and she burst into tears: "It's all ruined... It's all ruined..."
At this time, the atmosphere in the room became completely tense. Sister Lan and Ma Youyi exchanged glances, not knowing what was going on. Only Butler Wang Jingui understood the importance of this garland and slapped his head and cursed himself for being stupid.
"Everything is ruined! Do you know!" Jiang Qingyue tore Zhang Junsheng's shirt like a mad beast, which frightened the child. Sister Lan saw something was wrong, and before anyone could react, she grabbed Zhang Junsheng and held him tightly in her arms.
In the end, Jiang Qingyue's strength could not match that of Sister Lan. She was helpless and slumped on the ground. Tears flowed down like a faucet that could not be turned off, covering her long eyelashes. Her eyes were red and swollen with water. He closed his eyes tightly and bit his lips to suppress the sound of sobbing.
"Everything is destroyed..." Jiang Qingyue's eyes filled with tears, trembling with tears. This is the only relic of her mother!
The three of them looked at each other. They really didn't understand that a wreath of wreaths could make this eldest lady so excited. This was the first time Zhang Junsheng had seen a girl crying since he was a child, and he realized it was him, which made him panic and didn't know what to do.
The old butler Wang Jingui quickly pushed the three people out: "I'm sorry, three adults, but I'd like to trouble you..."
"Get everyone out of here!" the girl yelled heart-breakingly: "Get out of here everyone!"
Wang Jingui waved his hand and urged the three of them to leave immediately. Ma Youyi glanced at the bracelet and sighed helplessly. He couldn't take advantage of it.
Even though she was far away, the girl's cry still echoed in her ears, as if the wind was carrying her sorrow.
noon
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Ma Youyi looked at the worried Zhang Junsheng and comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay. I can't take this order, but I can still take the next one. Why should I care so much?"
Zhang Junsheng huddled up, his dark eyes gleaming, and asked in a trembling voice: "Uncle Ma, why is she crying..."
"Yeah, why is that girl crying?" Ma Youyi took a sip of wine and said, "What a pity for my white jade bracelet. If I sell it, the profit will definitely be huge!"
A group of dark clouds passed by, covering the sun. The light reflected on the young man's back disappeared, leaving only the shadow.
The door of the house was pushed open, and Sister Lan led Wang Jingui in. "The person who tied the bell needs to be untied, so this old guy should be allowed to explain."
In one sentence, the two people's eyes instantly focused on the old man. Wang Jingui sighed helplessly: "What you three don't know is that the garland was hand-woven by the eldest lady five years ago when she took her to the wild flowers on the outskirts of the city. The lady regards her as life. The eldest lady is no longer here. The lady sees things and thinks deeply about them, so no one is allowed to touch this treasure."
Ma Youyi understood instantly. He sat next to Zhang Junsheng and said gently: "You are a smart child. You should understand why she is crying, right?"
"Well...that sister is like me, her parents are not around..." Zhang Junsheng lowered his head.
"Comparing my feelings with my own, what would happen if it were you?"
Zhang Junsheng's heart trembled, and he finally realized why Jiang Qingyue was so excited. If his mother had put it on his head, he would have regarded it as a treasure and would never allow anyone to destroy it.
"I admire this kid very much. He was beaten so many times by the young lady and he never returned his hand even once." Wang Jingui said with a smile.
Ma Youyi patted Zhang Junsheng on the shoulder: "A man's hands are used to conquer the world, not women. If Junsheng really takes action, I will be disgusted."
Even if he caused something, he should be responsible for it. Zhang Junsheng clenched his fists and stood up suddenly. He only left one sentence: "I want to go out for a walk" and hurriedly ran out of the room.
Ma Youyi wanted to catch up, but was suddenly pulled back by Sister Lan: "Is the captain confused now?" He understood instantly and relaxed.
In the Jiang Mansion, Jiang Qingyue's tears were almost dry and she was just sobbing silently. She frantically gathered the dead flowers and leaves, trying desperately to restore the wreath to its original shape.
"What does he know? He can't understand the pain of leaving his parents at all..." Jiang Qingyue bit her lower lip and said to herself.
The door was gently pushed open, and a small white hand grasped the door frame, tremblingly looking inside. Jiang Qingyue subconsciously wiped away her tears with her hands and yelled: "Who?"
His little hands suddenly stretched out in fear, and then hurriedly grabbed the door frame, trembling more and more. There was a moment when he wanted to lean in with his body, but it was like there was an invisible pull pulling him from behind.
Jiang Qingyue was so angry and impatient: "What on earth are you going to do? I have no time to play with you!"
As soon as he said these words, the little hand held on to the door frame and wall as if he mustered up the courage to come in. The body also entered, and Jiang Qingyue recognized that hateful face at a glance!
"What are you here for..." Jiang Qingyue suppressed the anger in her heart and asked through gritted teeth.
Zhang Junsheng was frightened all over and stayed where he was. I didn't know where to put my hands, so I had to hold the corners of my clothes, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on my palms.
"What? I beat you and want to come back for revenge? I tell you, come here if you can. I will not compromise with you even if I risk my life. You have no idea how important that garland is to me!"
The young man held his breath, not daring to breathe a word, but just lowered his head and listened silently.
Jiang Qingyue became even more angry when she saw his aggrieved look, as if she was the one who did something wrong: "Don't stand in front of me! I don't want to see you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Junsheng walked slowly to the corner, squatted down slowly, and looked at her pitifully.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Qingyue was very confused.
Zhang Junsheng replied stupidly: "My sister said not to stand in front of me, so I'll just squat here..."
Jiang Qingyue almost laughed angrily. This child was no longer innocent, but a little stupid. In this way, she didn't hate him so much.
"Wow! Sister is smiling~"
"Shut up!"
"good……"
Jiang Qingyue picked up the debris and walked forward fiercely: "Boy, let me tell you, my favorite mother made this wreath for me. Now that you have broken it, how are you going to compensate? This is How can you compensate me for my most precious thing?"
"I..." Zhang Junsheng huddled in the corner, not daring to answer.
"How can you understand, how can you understand the pain of missing my parents for the past five years? A happy child like you will not feel it, and will never experience it!"
"Sister..." Zhang Junsheng said lightly: "Sister is much happier than me..."
"What do you mean? Are you trying to ridicule me?" Jiang Qingyue grabbed his collar and stared into Zhang Junsheng's lustrous eyes.
Zhang Junsheng smiled: "Sister, maybe I misunderstood, those two people are not my parents."
"Where are your parents?"
"How do I know!" Zhang Junsheng yelled in desperation, and then shrank back like a kitten.
Jiang Qingyue sighed and gently put him back in the corner: "Continue to speak if you have anything to say, don't offend me."
"I left my parents when I was very young. I can't even remember what they looked like, and I don't even know my father's name or status..." Speaking of this, Zhang Junsheng sobbed slightly: "My sister has had... I want to live a happy time with my parents...and except for...except this body, there is nothing left by my parents..."
The wind blew in through the open door, blowing the tears from the young man's cheeks. Jiang Qingyue looked at him in disbelief, not knowing whether to feel pity or hate for a moment.
"I understand my sister's pain. You must hate me if your loved one is destroyed. If so, please take revenge. I won't run away..."
Yes, Jiang Qingyue also understood that she had had a happy time, but the young man in front of her not only had not experienced it, but was in more pain than herself.
"Raise your head..." Jiang Qingyue held the boy's face and wiped away his tears with her sleeves. Zhang Junsheng smiled warmly. It was only then that Jiang Qingyue really noticed his appearance. He was just cute, and his every smile revealed the innocence and shyness of a young man, making people want to touch him hard. , Go take pity on me.
Jiang Qingyue hugged Zhang Junsheng tightly and burst into tears. The two lonely souls collided with each other and resolved all the grievances.
"Sister, I understand..." Jiang Qingyue cried and comforted: "Even if your heart is full of dark clouds, I am willing to accompany you and wait for the sun to appear..."
At this moment, Zhang Junsheng felt that this sister was the rising sun. The emotions bursting out at this moment were so sincere that they knocked on the young man's heart.
Jiang Qingyue could take off all pretenses in front of Zhang Junsheng and cry heartily. She didn't have to worry about everything and wasn't afraid of not getting sympathy. But how can years of pain be shed in one night? My mother once said that children with tear moles at the corners of their eyes are destined to cry for the rest of their lives. She had no idea how happy she was!
It is said that people's joys and sorrows are not connected to each other, but when two equally lonely hearts linger together, all the grievances will be brought out and leave the body with so-called tears.
The dark clouds drifted away, and a warm light shone on the boy's back and swam lightly in the girl's long hair. This was the only kindness left in the sky.
"Sister...sister, do you still remember my name?" Zhang Junsheng wiped the girl's tears with his sleeves, just like Jiang Qingyue treated him with the same meticulousness just now.
"I'm sorry..." Jiang Qingyue shook her head: "I am a careless person and can't remember your name..." Then, Jiang Qingyue begged in a low voice: "Can you let me hug you?"
After getting the young man's acquiescence, Jiang Qingyue asked him to lean against her and gently touched Zhang Junsheng's soft body. Zhang Junsheng remained motionless like a frightened kitten.
An indescribable fragrance slipped into the tip of his nose, which made the young man's heart even more restless.
"Is this... what a girl smells like..."
Jiang Qingyue put her hand on his forehead and asked worriedly: "Are you okay? Why are you panting so much and your face is so red and hot?"
After saying this, Zhang Junsheng turned red to the roots of his ears. He didn't understand why his body felt like this, and tried his best to deny his strange appearance.
"But I feel that your heartbeat is so fast...your body is not very natural..."
Zhang Junsheng could no longer bear such gentle caressing. He knew that if this continued, his whole body would be numb and weak. Taking advantage of the last bit of sanity, he quickly broke away and crawled to the door.
"I...I..." Zhang Junsheng lowered his head shyly and kept talking to his mouth. He was so nervous that he couldn't even say a complete sentence.
"I...I...I want to make a garland for my sister! The most beautiful garland in the world!" Zhang Junsheng mustered up his courage, shouted such words at the top of his lungs, and then turned around and ran out of the girl's sight.
Jiang Qingyue trembled her lips and looked at the empty yard, feeling mixed emotions in her heart. Looking at the few grass and wild flowers in the courtyard, a smile appeared on his face.
"Thank you, Zhang Junsheng...I haven't forgotten your name!"
