When Jin Yunchong heard this, the pride on his face suddenly disappeared. He lowered his eyes, narrowed his sharp gaze, and stabbed her straight, "What did you say?"
Jin Yunlan suppressed the irritation in her heart and tried to remain calm. She met his cold eyes without showing any weakness, "I just realized it. Your hatred for me comes from the jealousy in your heart, so you are always hostile to me and sarcastic.
.You are dominated by the jealousy in your heart, suffering and anxious. You can only get a little pleasure when I am unhappy."
Jin Yunchong was caught off guard and poked at something he didn't want to admit. He became angry and fought back, "Sister, you are so eloquent! It's obvious that you did something wrong, but why did you put all the blame on me?
.Could it be that I sent you out on business, that I prevented you from entering the gate of Jialan Courtyard, or that I made you miss your date with Xiu Xiu?"
Jin Yunlan felt that the blood in her body was rushing back and she felt uncontrollably embarrassed. She completely gave up the remaining relationship between sister and brother and stabbed the window paper completely: "You dare to ask yourself, you have not said half of it in front of Xiu Xiu."
Words of separation?”
"What are the divisive words? I'm just telling the truth. How have you ever cared about our siblings? To my father, mother, me, and Xiuxiu are all dispensable. Only you! Jinyunlan is his heartthrob!
"Jin Yunchong was inspired by the momentum created by Jin Yunlan single-handedly, and poured out all the resentment that had been accumulated in his heart towards her.
Hearing this, Jin Yunlan was like a thunderbolt. He stared at him in disbelief for a while before replying: "You are crazy, how could you say such treacherous words. My father only treated me favorably after seeing that my biological mother died young. He
After all, he has never treated anyone in Jialan Courtyard favorably. How has he ever forgotten your birthday and Xiuxiu’s birthday? During the festive season, have we ever received uneven gifts? How has my father ever treated one favorably over another? He needs to be loved by you.
Holding such a grudge?"
Jin Yunchong became angry and shouted almost hysterically: "You don't understand anything! Do you think your mother really likes you and that's why she welcomed you to Jialan Courtyard? That's because when you were the only one in Jialan Courtyard, your mother
Only then can you have an excuse to invite your father to sit with you, and only then will your father be willing to look at your face to see his remarried wife and her pair of children. Isn’t this enough to explain everything?"
The blood seemed to flow backwards in the body, and all the emotions on Jin Yunlan's face solidified in an instant. Shock, doubt, and sadness were mixed into a mess on her face like a palette, showing an extremely strange face, like a
A ridiculous work by a poor carver.
"Don't be stupid. No woman in this world would truly love her husband's first wife's child. Not to mention, this child has deprived her husband of all his care." Jinyun Chong glanced at her with hatred, and sneered as he pushed away her thin lips.
Shoulders, walking away from her without any hesitation.
Jin Yunlan stood there in despair. The servants at home frequently passed by her who was motionless on this inevitable road. They all lowered their heads and secretly cast strange and curious glances at her.
After a long time, she moved forward like a marionette controlled by invisible hands, and returned to her room without a trace.
Yuanyuan brought breakfast from the kitchen and was standing in front of the door waiting. When she saw her young lady walking towards him with a pale face and dull eyes, she looked like a walking corpse that had been separated from its three souls and seven souls. She called out to her uneasily.
Miss, she turned a deaf ear.
She passed by Perfection in a daze, walked straight to the desk, studied ink silently, and started writing her homework without saying a word.
At this time, Wanwanwan just felt a little weird, but for three days in a row, her young lady looked like a depressed, depressed, and depressed person.
She suddenly realized that something big had happened.
She privately went to see the young lady’s best friend Zhuzhu, and revealed to her the strange situation of her young lady, hoping that she could find some solution for her young lady in her busy schedule. Zhuzhu, as if facing a formidable enemy, hurriedly retrieved some information from her library.
I searched out a book of the most explosive and stimulating stories, as a souvenir, and planned to come to visit the patient.
At that time, Jinyunlan had just finished sorting out the day's paperwork. She had been sitting quietly in the hall these past few days, transcribing quietly. Her whole person exuded a calm aura that was different from normal. Even though she was wearing the smart, lively and heroic look of Jinyun College
Even the boyish hospital uniform could not suppress the lifeless energy surrounding her.
However, the elders in the clan were very optimistic about her change and thought that her sudden calmness and quietness was a good sign.
The synagogue received another letter from the great elder. The letter said that when he was passing through Yucheng, he was invited by the head of the Fuguang clan to be a guest. He was afraid that he would be delayed for a few days, so he had to postpone his arrival in Luocheng.
There is nothing wrong with the wording, but the handwriting is hurriedly written, unlike his usual steady and rigorous style.
Because of this strange thing, several elders in the clan rushed to see it, and after seeing it, they became filled with doubts and a few more gray hairs appeared.
Jin Yunlan had a lot of thoughts and worries, but she was still unhappy.
In the evening, she received a greeting card from Zhuzhu, but no one came to her door. Just as she opened her book and prepared to review her homework, the servants of Zhuzhu's family invited her to meet him in a restaurant.
She was invited to go, and at a glance she found Zhuzhu, who was discussing business with someone, at her usual seat by the window on the second floor of the restaurant, which was bustling with business and crowded with people.
Sitting opposite her was probably the bookseller she always mentioned, Lao Sha.
Jin Yunlan had always thought that the bookseller Lao Sha, who was mentioned in such an insignificant tone by Zhu Zhu, must be a middle-aged, bald, and lecherous uncle with an unattractive appearance. But when she saw him today, he turned out to be a very handsome young man. It was hard to imagine him.
He looks like a gentleman and has the appearance of a talented person, but he actually likes Zhuzhu's works.
As expected, people cannot be judged by their appearance.
The two chatted happily. Jin Yunlan recognized each other and did not approach. He just leaned on the railing on the second floor and waited patiently.
Soon the man left, and when she passed by Jin Yunlan, she smelled the fragrance of ink on him.
She walked forward slowly, taking over from the man and sitting opposite Zhuzhu.
Zhuzhu was staring out the window in a daze and did not notice her arrival. After a while, her mind relaxed and she became aware of it.
"Oh, you're here. Why didn't you say anything?"
Jin Yunlan shook his head, his eyebrows were pale and his mood was waning, "I see you are in a trance, I don't want to disturb you."
"I heard Yuanman say that something has been wrong with you these past few days. What's wrong?"
"She has become your ear to repay God. It's you, who was that man just now? Bookseller Lao Sha?" she asked in return.
Zhuzhu showed a rare shy smile: "No. He is my blind date."
Jin Yunlan was taken aback and almost choked on her tea: "Didn't you say that you saw through the world of mortals and devoted yourself to literature?"
"That was in the past. People change. Besides, I am already nineteen. In half a year, I will celebrate my twentieth birthday. In Luo City, the only one who is still unmarried at the age of twenty is Lilac from Aunt Li's house on East Street. Already."
Jin Yunlan frowned: "But Lilac is a dog."
Zhuzhu showed a ridiculous smile: "Yes, Dingxiang is a dog!"
"Does he know what you are doing secretly?" Jin Yunlan asked sharply.
"Of course not. If he knew that he had seen my work on the road to adulthood, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to sit still for a cup of tea." Zhuzhu laughed at herself soberly.
"Are you going to keep hiding it like this?"
"Sometimes concealment is to avoid trouble. And I don't plan to continue it in the future."
"Why? You are obviously so enthusiastic." Jin Yunlan looked at her in astonishment, unable to believe that he would hear these words from this literature enthusiast.
"The Shen family is a scholarly family, and Shen Ruyi is a simple and kind-hearted person. If you want to get married, you have to be clean. Zhuzhu smiled sadly and tried his best to persuade her and herself.
Jin Yunlan remained silent, and Zhuzhu did not make any noise. On the second floor where business was booming, their table was the only one that was surprisingly quiet.
It took a long time before Zhuzhu felt melancholy and said that she had drunk a lot of wine, so that every word she spoke was filled with drunken stupor. However, her thoughts were clear, "Maybe we will eventually be trapped by this." The existing rules of the world are swallowing up. A mayfly shakes a tree. How can an individual's power change the heart of a group of people? Xiaolan, do you want to continue to play the role of a savior?" She cast her insightful eyes sharply at her.
Zhuzhu's words were like a wooden fish that was frequently struck in the hands of a monk, each hit hitting her heart accurately. This undoubtedly hit the pain point that she least wanted to admit.
"Pretend? Do you think my efforts for so long are just a funny show?" She was so calm that even she was surprised. She had to admit that she seemed to think so shamefully in her heart.
There are too many things she wants to do, but none of them have been accomplished so far. Perhaps it is precisely because she wants to do so many things that she is so disorganized and incapable of doing anything, leading to her focusing on one thing but not the other, and making mistakes.
Zhuzhu said frankly: "What you want to achieve is more difficult than reaching the sky. It might be easier to call it a drama. Xiaolan, we grew up together. I understand your personality. If you want to uphold justice, I will not stop you. But if you want to save the fate of an ethnic group, do you really think you can do it alone? Don’t forget, you are a human being, and you are a woman. Even we ourselves often feel unfair, let alone repaying someone else’s. justice."
Isn't it better to be a carefree and well-dressed young lady? You can still uphold your goodwill, only within a limited scope, and maybe you will feel a lot more relaxed." She said this, which was really funny. Literary style.
The awkward silence struck again. The two looked at each other, not disturbing each other.
The waiter's hurried figure passed by them several times, and the ripples in the tea distorted her sluggish face, making her dizzy. She closed the lid of the tea and left without saying goodbye.
She folded her arms and wandered aimlessly on the streets decorated with lights. She suddenly lowered her head and began to look for the lost longevity lock along the way. Although she knew that the chance of finding it was slim, she still couldn't control her heart. Raging impulse.
She raised her head and looked up. The steep mountain range seemed like nothing at night. Its looming outline turned into a zigzag silver line, trying its best to outline a destination for herself in this world.
The sky was filled with praying Kongming lanterns, and before I knew it, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Li Zhi, who was admiring the moon, slightly moved his eyebrows, stood up unexpectedly, and walked out of the house without saying a word.
Li Tang stared blankly at his leaving figure, raised the Li Tan Sword that he had forgotten on the table, and shouted from behind: "You don't have to carry the sword anymore?" His eyes suddenly fell on the two pots of gardenias that were about to wither at the door.
superior.
The Mid-Autumn Festival has arrived, and the flowering season is coming to an end. This chapter has been completed!