In midsummer, the rain comes quickly and urgently.

There are teahouses and restaurants in the city that can be used as temporary shelter from the rain, but in this small village, there is nowhere to go.

Every household had a close door, and Bai Wuyuan stood at the entrance of the village, and he didn't know where to go.

The rain and water poured him through, and he woke up a little when the rain water poured it down.

He thought he must be crazy.

Otherwise, how could I ride a horse dozens of miles in the scorching sun just to come and give people a box of snacks?

The Cuizhu food box is not waterproof, and now it is raining, so the snack turns into foam and flows out through the food box.

People have never seen it, but their hearts are completely lost.

Bai Wuyuan smiled bitterly, glanced at the mottled wooden door that was locked, and turned around and got on the horse regardless of the fact that his body was still wet.

Who knew that he was about to leave, but someone stopped him: "What are you doing when you stand at my doorstep?"

The person who came was a girl, and the rain was dense. She was holding an oil-paper umbrella, and her slim figure could be seen through the rain curtain.

When she saw Bai Wuyuan, she tilted her head and smiled, and said softly: "I recognize you."

It was obvious that the rainstorm was pouring and noisy everywhere, but Bai Wuyuan felt his heart beating wildly.

"You recognize me?"

The girl nodded and smiled, "You often come to the village to buy wild game. I have seen you several times. Why? Are you here to buy it today?"

Bai Wuyuan then let go of his heart, but somehow he felt a little lost.

It was not the first time he came. In fact, when he came before, he always pretended to buyers to find a suitable excuse for himself.

While speaking, the girl opened the door lock, walked closer to him first, and smiled at him: "Come in and hide from the rain and then leave."

Bai Wuyuan thought that he was really crazy today.

He should thank him politely and then turn and leave.

Instead of following her wishes, she was still sitting in her main hall.

Chunxiao…

She had long forgotten the past, but he was the only one who remembered the medicine.

He shouldn't have disturbed him.

But it happened to be here.

Her clothes were wet. When she got close, Bai Wuyuan could even smell the smell of osmanthus on her body.

Unlike the best rouge in Beijing, it is the dry osmanthus soaked in water, and the faint fragrance ripples out from the rippling, which requires people to get close to it before they can smell it.

But it is inexplicably fascinating.

Chunxiao had already stepped back - there was a towel behind him, and she was going to get the towel.

She was trying to wipe her face, but when she saw Bai Wuyuan's body was wet, she chuckled again: "Young Master, please wipe it."

As she said that, she put the towel on his hand and went to the inner room herself.

The rain outside was dense, and Bai Wuyuan held the towel and felt that he was getting more and more impure.

A girl hummed softly from the inner room: "The warm and smelting jade is as white as water, and it is mostly tears of lovesickness."

The lyrics were full of sorrow, but there was no sense of sadness in the sound.

When she came out again, she had already changed into clean clothes, but her hair was still wet, and she untied it and spread it behind her back.

Her long hair looks like a ribbon, and her face is not covered with powder, and her eyes are bright and charming.

Bai Wuyuan subconsciously wanted to avoid these eyes.

He coughed and said, "Thank you for taking it in, I'll say goodbye first."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Chunxiao pulled him and smiled helplessly, "It's still heavy."

When she went to capture Bai Wuyuan, the other party subconsciously hid.

Seeing this, she retreated and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, I just want you to shelter from the rain, don't be too careful."

She was so open-minded that he seemed a little strange.

Bai Wuyuan pursed his lips, and the courage that he had accumulated finally disappeared in her eyes.

Finally, he nodded and said, "Thank you."

Seeing him staying, Chunxiao's smile became a little more, and she said happily: "I've just got wet in the rain, go and cook a bowl of ginger soup - do you drink a little too?"

Seeing the person in front of him nodding and thanking, Chunxiao immediately left with a smile.

The courtyard she lives in is small and you can see her main hall in the kitchen.

He sat there upright, and Chunxiao felt happy when he glanced at it.

Strange to say.

It was obvious that she had never left this village, but when she saw Bai Wuyuan, she felt it.

She must have known this person.

She has no father or mother, and is an orphan. She lives a leisurely and comfortable life in this small village.

But what I feel is short of when I walk through it.

Until I met him.

She felt that her heart seemed to be filled with someone.

She is a playboy, and her favorite is to sing opera, so she naturally knows the love at first sight in the story book.

Chunxiao thought that this must be a marriage created in her previous life, which allowed her to meet this person in this life.

Now, my sweetheart is sitting in her room, waiting to wash his hands and make soup for him... Oh no, wash his hands and make ginger soup.

"Young Master, please."

The girl in front of her had a smile on her eyebrows and eyes, and her unrestrained look made Bai Wuyuan's fingertips tremble.

It's ridiculous. He has never met any good people in his life, nor has he done many good things.

But he only owes this girl.

When she was still by her side, Bai Wuyuan felt that she was dispensable.

But until she finally got her wish, she found that only by indulging in the past and finding her memories from there can she be quieter.

Now, it is a new dynasty.

When the emperor ascended the throne, he firmly took up the position of the Ministry of Justice. He had all the things he had most longed for, power and freedom.

At this time, Bai Wuyuan realized that what he wanted was that clean smiling face.

Spring dawn.

But now, Bai Wuyuan couldn't say anything when he was by his side.

He hurriedly finished a bowl of ginger soup, and the bitter taste slid into his throat, which made Bai Wuyuan's mood even more gloomy.

The rain outside became heavier.

There was a dark color between the heaven and earth, and only a candle in the room was like a bean, illuminating the narrow room.

I can't leave today.

When this thought arose, Bai Wuyuan felt strangely happy.

But before he could figure out how to ask for it, Chunxiao spoke first: "Young Master, it's raining outside, it's better to live here at night."

She said, feeling a little embarrassed, and added again: "Well, don't worry, I can sleep in the main hall, you can sleep in my bed."

But when she said this, she felt something was wrong and her face turned redder.

On the contrary, Bai Wuyuan, after seeing her like this, was both happy and sad: "Girl, I am a man."

He looked at Chunxiao calmly and asked, "Are you so confident that you can stay in a foreign man?"

If someone else came to shelter from the rain today, would she also lead the wolf into the house like this?

The man's tone was a little heavy, Chunxiao's face turned pale, and she subconsciously explained: "No, I..."

She just liked him, and this unexplained love made her subconsciously want to keep this man.

But I ignored it, in his eyes, was he particularly unreserved?

Her eyebrows and eyes collapsed in an instant, and she said softly: "Young Master, don't get me wrong, I'm just kind-hearted. But you're right. I'm a girl's house, it's really inconvenient. Please look for something else, my son."

After being kicked out, Bai Wuyuan thought of a word in an instant.

Be self-inflicted.

If he hadn't said those words, he would be in Chunxiao's room now, instead of standing outside the door, and being poured into a cool heart by the heavy rain.

He didn't know that Chunxiao in the room was also having a bitter face at this time.
To be continued...