Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 68 Desolation (3)
Nanny Shan's cloudy eyes lit up a little, she sighed, she turned around holding the lamp without saying a word.

Xiao Yao put her arms around Xiao Qing, following each step.

Nanny Shan led them into a bedroom, walked to the door, hesitated a little at the corners of her brows, turned back and put the lamp on the table, coughed a few times, and left slowly.

Her back was infinitely desolate, as if she had been immersed in misery for a long time.

Xiao Yao was grateful for sending her away, the weak lamp lit a warm light.

"Sister, I'm afraid!" Xiao Qing shrunk his thin body, tugged at Xiao Yao Biyou's plain sleeves, tears swirled in his eyes, and forbearance did not dare to drip willfully.

"Qing'er is not afraid, my sister hugs him!" Xiao Yao was short and gently embraced him, a ray of sourness ignorantly pressed onto her withered face, she forced her smile and said softly: "Qing'er, good boy, go to sleep." ! My sister will always be with you!"

Xiao Qing didn't say anything anymore, leaning her small head on Xiao Yao's thin shoulders, tears quietly wet her thin clothes.

Time is like silk, and when the prosperity is broken, the six-year-old child already understands that only silence is safe.

Xiao Yao caressed him to fall asleep, sleepiness struck her, her eyes were heavy with tiredness, unstoppable drowsiness welled up layer upon layer, but her eyes were half-closed, her demeanor was calm, but her heart was as vigilant as a beast, entwined with wounds secretly, Mother Moon, where are you?

It's like raindrops on the eaves, hitting the window, like a person choking with sobs.

The rain in the early autumn is pattering, and the chill is dripping, as if the heart has been watered.

No matter how continuous the rain in the sky, it will eventually stop abruptly.

And the weeping of people's hearts will also be attributed to tenacity.

Waking up the next day was startling.

The bedroom is unexpectedly luxurious and luxurious.

The golden Huoqi screen, the one-color gold star rosewood table and chairs, the best jade flower cup, the rosewood coffee table and chairs, and even the bamboo baskets in the corners for storing sundries are also inlaid with gold flakes and jade beads.

There is a brocade curtain with acacia pattern hanging on the door, which is as white as snow, and the dew on the pattern on the curtain is clear, as if it is about to drip to the ground at any time, which makes people feel affectionate.

Prosperity is good, but everything has been dusty for a long time.

Xiao Yao pursed her pale thin lips, and looked out of the window helplessly with her blurred eyes.

The window lattices carved with patterns and carved jade are bright and open, and the courtyard is spacious and unusually large, which is also a rare depression.After the light rain, the green and yellow grass and trees are dripping with water drops, the pool water bottoms out, dry and deep, and there are flying buildings everywhere, with dense weeds, making it more empty and shocking, desolate and desolate.All the desolation shows the fearful and lonely atmosphere in the courtyard, which is completely different from the Sogo Yuhuang in the room.

Xiao Yao was slightly startled, the desolation at the tip of her eyebrows was like a wild valley and a deep cave, with no trace of people in it.Indistinctly gloomy and vague, the cold pierces through the musculoskeletal coolness.

No matter how beautiful the courtyard is, it has lived up to its original intention.

The door of the jingshe still has the prosperity of the past, with painted walls and carved beams, and glazed corridors. Apart from being magnificent, it is quite beautiful and elegant. It is vaguely guessed that its former owner must have a beautiful appearance of a country and a city, with clouds and blue colors Only a beautiful woman has the splendor of every plant and tree.

Xiao Yao has the most magical nose in the world, and there are no less than a thousand kinds of fragrances in the garden, but it is a pity that weeds are overgrown, wantonly covering up the beauty of exotic flowers and plants, and when the spring is green, there will be nowhere for the famous flowers and plants It's time to escape.

Such a two scenery, each has its extremes.

Xiao Yao has no time to guess.

Xiao Qing also woke up, jumped off the couch, grabbed Xiao Yao's hand, and called softly: "Sister!"

Xiao Yao stroked his head and smiled gently: "Qing'er, let's have a look in the garden!"

(End of this chapter)