Chapter 67 You are Changying
Before she was eleven years old, she was a small, white and tender glutinous rice dumpling.
Zhou Wan was only one year older than her, but he was a head taller than her.
The first few threads used to be very close to each other, but when I was eleven years old, they suddenly grew a lot higher.
At that time, Su Changying used his sword to indicate the height, and joked that when Zhaozhao grows up here, I can almost propose to marry him. At that time, she was so angry that she jumped up on the spot, jumped on Su Changying's back, pressed his head and beat him violently.
Zhou Zhao thought about it, stretched out his hand, put his hand next to the top scratch, and moved it in front of him.
"Now, I'm higher than this line."
Zhou Zhao murmured softly, the voice was so soft that only she could hear it.
Zhou Zhao thought and turned around to look at Qian Mian. He stood there with a dazed look in his eyes.
Only then did Zhou Zhao discover that at his feet, against the wall, there were clumps of twigs. Jianjia grows by the water. In autumn, it is completely white. The setting sun turns it golden. When the wind blows, the white flowers fly up, like falling snow.
Zhou Yan liked to fish on the black-awned boat. She couldn't bear her temper at that time, so she chased wild ducks in the Jianjia bushes, causing a lot of noise.
Su Changying waited for her to make enough trouble, and then taught her how to cross the river with a reed. The first time she fell into the water, her clothes were accidentally caught by Zhou Yan's fishhook...
Zhou Zhao thought, the ends of her eyes were a little red, and she looked at Qian Mian, "This mountain is not humid and is not suitable for growing japonica. Why do you insist on growing it? Why, you also want to take your little love to see the reed flowers flying." Snow? ”
Qian Mian was stunned for a moment, came to his senses, and shook his head.
"Didn't I tell you before? I don't have any little love. It was my first time to go to the top of the mountain, and Yu Heng also tested me."
"The hall masters in the inner city are all masters. I know that you have great talent, but you are still young and are not their opponent. Qin Tianying is suspicious by nature. Not only does he not believe in you, he also doesn't believe in me. Tian Xuan is him The confidant..."
Qian Mian said halfway, but his eyes suddenly opened wide.
He lowered his head stiffly, but saw Zhou Zhao already in front of him in the blink of an eye, hugging him.
The girl's warmth and fragrance suddenly came to his mind. He felt every strand of Zhou Zhao's hair beating. He didn't know whether it was her trembling or his heartbeat that made his eyes sway.
"You..."
Qian Mian had many things he wanted to ask, but there were so many things in his mind that he didn’t know where to start.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Zhou Zhao letting go of him as if nothing had happened.
There were clearly beads of sweat on his forehead, but he felt extremely cold and empty in front of him.
"I'm not Su Changying."
Qian Mian sighed in a low voice. His voice was extremely low. This sigh made even himself feel a little sad.
He turned around and walked into the house.
Zhou Zhao looked at his back and followed him. The room was deserted and no one was waiting on him. I don't know if it was always like this, or because I guessed that she might come over, so I sent the person away in advance.
Qian Mian sat down in front of the table, poured tea for Zhou Zhao, and then took out a small white porcelain bottle and pushed it in front of Zhou Zhao.
"This is a poison-clearing pill. Qin Tianying requires the master of the inner hall to go to the top of the mountain to eat it every day. I am worried that it is poisonous, so I will take one after coming down the mountain every day. You also ate cooking cakes and corn porridge today, so you are prepared."< br>
As he spoke, Zhou Zhao was stunned for a moment when he saw that Zhou Zhao was unmoved, and then said, "I am not Su Changying."
If possible, he also hopes that he is Su Changying. Qian Mian thought like this, and couldn't help but feel a little stunned on his face. He looked at Zhou Zhao in front of him and quickly looked away.
Zhou Zhao took a deep breath and calmed down her mind. She pinched her palms tightly to suppress the almost uncontrollable emotions in her heart.
"Your past is completely blank, and you can't even remember it, right?"
Qian Mian suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhou Zhao.
"The scratches on the pear tree in the courtyard, the quills in the corner, the tacit understanding between you, me, and Ah Huang..." Zhou Zhao said, paused, "And the red spot on your arm, you That red dot is not natural, right?”
Zhou Zhao asked seriously, but there was unquestionable certainty in her eyes.
As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves, revealing the same red dot that was born in almost the same position as Qian Mian.
Qian Mian's pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously put his hand on his arm, where there was also a red dot.
"You don't remember anything, but you still remember that there is such an important person. There is a red dot on her arm. You are afraid that you will forget it, so you specially tattooed the same one on your hand. , right?”
Zhou Zhao said, her eyes were red and her nose was particularly sore.
She imagined how Qianbai would react when she saw Su Changying when he came back to Tianying City, whether she would grab him and beat him up, or burst into tears.
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But she didn't. She could still sit face to face with him calmly, and she could even smile a smile that was uglier than crying.
Over the years, no one can protect her unconditionally, and she has become a general in her own right.
She had always speculated that Qian Mian was Su Changying, and she had obviously suppressed her temptation before, thinking that all the truth would be revealed on July 15th.
But she couldn't help it.
She didn't seem to have grown up, she was still the same Zhou Zhao who acted coquettishly and brazenly to Zhou Yan and Su Changying.
Qian Mian stared at Zhou Zhao's arm again and again. He couldn't help but gently touched the red spot with his fingers, and lightly brushed it with his fingertips.
"What's your favorite drink?" Zhou Zhao asked.
Qian Mian heard the words and blurted out, "Pear blossoms are white."
Zhou Zhao shook his head, "That's not the wine you like to drink, it's the wine I like. You used to be a soldier and like to drink strong liquor."
"What's your favorite snack?"
Qianmian's lips trembled slightly, "Chestnut cake."
Zhou Zhao shook his head with a sour nose, "That's what I like too. You don't like sweets. Not only that, you also don't eat snacks."
"On top of the stone pillar, you see, I feel very familiar, as if that scene has passed by me before, right? Because you have experienced it before. Marquis Lu is a general in the army. I will kill the enemy with you on the battlefield. In the flames of war, I I lost my hair tie. After returning to the city victoriously, you gave me two new hair ties.”
Zhou Zhao said, taking out the two black and white hair ties she had tied behind her head when she was in Chang'an.
On the headband was written: Heavenly principles are clear and there are no taboos.
These eight characters are Zhou Zhao in Su Changying's eyes.
"So, you don't remember yourself, but you still remember me, you are Su Changying."