A "stranger" was sleeping beside him. Whether it was Ma Wencai or Zhu Yingtai, he needed to adapt, especially Ma Wencai, who was extremely reluctant to have someone else around him. Although he seemed to be asleep, he actually closed his eyes and never fell asleep.

Zhu Yingtai is a very contradictory person.

She said she was too nervous, she loved to make up for her brain, and the things she had made could scare herself to death. She was always afraid of such a big house that was wide and dark, with beams on top. She always felt that when she opened her eyes in the middle of the night, she would have a head hanging on the beam, or some ghosts would pop up in the corner. Even when she was in Zhujiazhuang, the lights in her boudoir were not turned off every night.

At this time, a strange man was sleeping beside her. In theory, she should be alert or difficult to adapt to, but she didn't know if Ma Wen was too quiet or the boy around her was too young and unprepared for her. She was not afraid of the emptiness and darkness, and she fell asleep in a drowsy shortly after.

Ma Wen heard the sound of uniform breathing around him, slowly opened his eyes, looked up at the top of his head and didn't know what he was thinking. Finally, he sighed lightly, closed his eyes, and forced himself to fall asleep.

Maybe because he thought too much during the day and experienced a lot of things. Ma Wen, who hadn't dreamed for a long time, closed his eyes and started to dream.

Thanks to the fact that he often had nightmares after returning to the world, Ma Wen had a very mysterious experience - every time he dreamed, he knew that he was dreaming.

However, knowing that he is dreaming cannot change anything. Although he dreamed of his past, he was like a bystander, every time he was still addicted to his past unwillingness and pain. The sober and lofty soul not only did not relieve the pain in his dream, but instead seemed to have double emotions suppressed on him, making him unable to vent for a long time.

But this time, the dream was neither how Zhu Yingtai died with Liang Shanbo and that he had a hole, nor how his mother cried and his father turned white.

It’s not how those humble commoners destroy him or insult him...

It's just a wide forest of plum trees.

Ma Wencai looked at the ridiculous self in his dream, with a nervousness of "being guilty" and secretly climbed up a tall old plum tree, hiding his figure among the fragrant plum blossoms, as if waiting for something.

It was just a dazed scene that immediately reminded Ma Wen of when this was, and he started roaring wildly in his heart.

"Let's go! Don't do such a humiliating thing! You're disliked like a fool! You can't leave now, go quickly!"

The roar in his heart was useless. Just like countless dreams at midnight, Ma Wen saw the young man who was nervous and expectant tightly hugging the trunk of the plum tree, stretching his neck to look into the distance.

A deep feeling of sorrow surged in Ma Wencai's heart.

He knew where this was. This was Zhu Yingtai's aunt in Shangyu's villa. She married far away from Wujun. Zhujiazhuang used this plum garden as one of her dowry, but she had never returned to Shangyu several times after marriage. She had always handed over this plum garden villa in Shangyu to Zhu Yingtai for taking care of this plum garden villa.

Every winter when the plum blossoms are in full bloom, she always brings people from Zhujiazhuang to pick the plum blossoms, either pickling them into pastries or making them into plum wine, and deliver them to her aunt who married to Wujun.

At this time, the two families had just passed the "name-questioning" stage, and only their mother had seen Zhu Yingtai's appearance. Zhu's father vaguely revealed that his daughter was going to go to the plum garden to pick plums on the thirteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, which was actually a convenience for him to let the young man see his fiancée's appearance.

This kind of thing is very common. Many young people do not get such opportunities. Sometimes they will climb over the wall in the middle of the night and struggle to guard their fiancée's house, but it is just to take a look at the future wife from afar before marriage.

This is a kind of "elegant thing". Even if it is discovered, it will be just a few jokes in the future. Even many young men from the family have done such things.

Slowly, more than a dozen servants followed a ox cart to enter the plum forest smoothly. Many plum blossoms in the plum forest had fallen, and the plum blossoms on the ground were like a flower carpet to welcome this "girl". The whole picture was beautiful like a fairyland on earth.

Perhaps because he was unwilling to destroy such a complete and beautiful "flower carpet", the ox cart slowly stopped before the tree shade. Zhu Yingtai did not choose to drive in, but was supported by the maid and got off the ox cart.

At that time, the plum trees he chose were the most suitable place to peep. The wide crown was not a place to pass on both sides of the road, but he could see the scene of most of the plum trees clearly.

Ma Wencai looked at the boy in the tree covering his mouth for fear of making a sound, but his eyes looked at the woman wearing a white fox fur without blinking.

Zhu Yingtai is undoubtedly very beautiful. He came from a noble family and had met many girls from old friends. However, Zhu Yingtai's beauty is not the charming and affectionate beauty in tradition, but the heroic spirit that is rare for women and a self-confidence that is poetic and self-cultivated.

He saw the boy on the tree smiling uncontrollably, as if he had accidentally received some beautiful gift, and his heart aches.

The ordinary daughter's family was married at the age of fourteen or five. The girl in the Zhu family was eighteen years old at that time. She was in the same year as him. Compared with her young and pretty daughter's family, she naturally had a little more steady and calmness.

He doesn't like to make noise. Compared to girls who are noisy, he certainly prefers such calm girls.

Rejecting the maid's support, Zhu Yingtai gently stepped on the flower carpet woven from countless plum petals.

The white fur and black hair and bright red lips seem to be cinnabar, which is the deepest memory left in Ma Wencai's heart.

He saw her face raising with a cold expression. It was clearly a relaxing and pleasant scene, but in her eyes it seemed to be a vast background. However, it was this kind of coldness that was free from the world that made her elegant expression quiet and unrestless, which made her at that time feel the urge to know her and know her.

So the boy on the tree moved. He hesitated to reveal his figure from the flowers, stretched out his neck and looked out, thinking about how to let her see him without being surprised.

Scream.

The plum tree was withered and twisted. The boy just moved slightly, and a dead branch driven by his body made a creaking sound. There was an echoing sound in the empty plum tree, which attracted Zhu Yingtai and the maid behind her to look at the plum tree together.

When I saw the man on the plum tree, both Zhu Yingtai and the maid behind her had a look of clarity.

They were suddenly allowed to go out and went to the plum garden in the suburbs to collect plum petals. They were not confused.

‘Discovered!’

The boy on the tree was extremely embarrassed, almost stiff, holding the branches beside him, and his mind was even blank.

He made several plans, but which one does not include such a voyeuristic way of meeting each other!

Ma Wen, who was watching everything, gradually sank his heart, as if he had foresaw the ironic experience that was about to happen for a while.

Zhu Yingtai in the plum forest would frown and look as cold as ice.

She shot her coldest gaze with disgust and hatred. The chill and anger contained in it were as if it were pouring a basin of cold water on the young man with thoughts, which made him so shocked that he fell off the plum tree like a clumsy fool.

And she turned around and walked into the plum garden without even looking at him.

Ma Wencai felt bitter in his heart.

At that time, he was filled with the pleasure of "Wish Yingtai to be truly beautiful". Even her cold and cold character was considered to be her noble character, and she was inviolable because she did not like the frivolity of men.

Just because she didn't want her to underestimate herself, she thought she was just a prodigal son. Although he fell off the tree, he injured his right shoulder, but did not choose to go to Meiyuan for help based on this reason. Instead, she endured the pain and found her follower to return.

In the dream, his thoughts were only a moment, and the stories in the dream were still happening in an orderly manner.

Ma Wencai looked at the young man so sadly and embarrassedly, holding the tree trunk and didn't know what to do, but the woman who should have just glanced at him moved slightly.

Move?

Ma Wencai was shocked.

He had dreamed of such a scene before, but it had never changed. Zhu Yingtai always looked at him coldly, and he fell down the tree and broke his shoulders. He went to the forest happily to find his servant...

However, now, the girl in the plum forest moved her steps gently, as if she had decided something, and resolutely walked under the tree where the boy was hiding.

Ma Wencai saw himself on the tree showing a surprise expression, his eyes full of disbelief and unbearable expectations.

Such joy and surprise emotions were even infected by the bystander. He felt happiness and joy in his dream for the first time, rather than humiliation and pain.

How long has it been since he felt this surprise?

Ma Wen felt his heart beating like a drum, and expected that he, who was not yet weak on the tree, was also beating a drum.

When he watched the girl get closer and closer, so close that she could clearly see the appearance of the "Going Juzi" on the tree, she raised her head.

It's not a cold face, but more like the vivid face that warmly welcomes you today.

He looked at Zhu Yingtai, who was quite gentle, raised his face, nodded slightly at the boy on the tree with a complicated expression, and opened his red lips lightly:

"sorry."

sorry?!

When Ma Wencai heard her say this, his mind was blank.

Sorry what?

Why did she apologize?

The boy on the tree was full of doubts and his mind was blank.

In an instant, Zhu Yingtai's voice before going to bed gradually overlapped with the Merlin Zhu Yingtai's voice, shocked that he could not think carefully about what this meant.

The world seemed to be spinning, and all the lights and shadows were getting closer, so Ma Wencai was upset and could not "watch" any longer.

When the blank thoughts gradually came back to awake, where was the white furry man and the maid of the ox cart in front of him?

I was just lying under the tree and holding my shoulders and smiling foolishly.

Ma Wen felt that he and "he" were lying under the tree. Although his unwillingness and hostility in his heart had not weakened, something seemed to be being shaken.

He felt a cold bone coming from his right leg that was touching the earth. The cold snow water under the plum petals melted and soaked his clothes and skin, but there was still a little bit of residual heat in his heart that had not yet extinguished.

The wet and coldness of his right leg made him feel the reality of the dream, making him think...

etc!

Moist and cold?

Ma Wencai's eyelids twitched slightly.

This yin and dampness is so real...

Ma Wencai, who had always been sleeping lightly, shook his body and suddenly woke up from his old dream. He opened his eyes and gasped heavily.

In front of the platform is a window covered with thin silk paper.

The full moon outside the window was in the sky, and although the room was still dark, for Ma Wencai, this little moonlight was enough to allow him to see many things.

For example, Zhu Yingtai, who was sleeping with his legs and feet stretched out from the quilt.

And the bowl of water that was kicked over by the sudden stretch of feet and poured on his quilt.

It is early autumn and in the mountains, Ma Wencai is already a little afraid of the cold. At night, he is covered with a silk quilt made of silk thighs. The silk thigh absorbs water, and a bowl of water is soaked in the quilt and is attached to Ma Wencai's thighs. Therefore, the cold and harsh touch in his dream is so real.

Seeing Zhu Yingtai who had already fallen asleep, his pillow turned into a hug on his waist and his quilt was clamped between his two big legs, Ma Wen felt that the veins on his forehead must be beating now.

Otherwise, why did his forehead feel like it was about to explode?

His uncle's nephew, who is only five years old this year, would not sleep like this!

In an instant, the coldness in the dream was as cold as ice, inviolable...

And that elegant expression and quiet temperament...

All of them were shattered in a flash.

Ma Wencai kicked away the silk quilt with a pale face, resisted the urge to hold Zhu Yingtai's feet and throw her back to him. He didn't even want to see the terrible scene of the quilt clamping his legs, walked straight to the chest of drawers, took out a pair of clean mid-trousers.

He took a deep breath, clutched the pants tightly, and left the room without looking back.

It was hard to stop the water, and he was very sure that Liang Zhu would not knock over the water from the beginning.

But at this moment, Ma Wencai felt a bad premonition in his heart.

This Zhu Yingtai...

It seems like someone who is used to pouring (cold) water.
Chapter completed!