The senior brother always protected her, saying that a girl's fingers should be clean. It was hard enough for her to dig herbs all over the mountains every day.
Thinking of this, Yu Jiao still felt very warm. Everything from her past life and the present seemed to be wonderfully integrated together.
Cheng Ying raised her eyes to look at her, and saw that she was staring at him intently. She couldn't help but chuckle, put the dishes in order, and took out a handkerchief to wipe her fingers.
Jiaojiao's flawless gaze easily gave Cheng Ying an illusion. At this moment, Cheng Ying thought that he was much more important than anyone else in Jiaojiao's heart. No one in the world could be closer than them. They were intertwined in past and present lives and had lived together in another world. This was a secret that belonged only to them. It was only between the two of them that they were naked and honest, and no one could come between them.
The moonlight outside is bright, and the moonlight on the top of the mountain is also particularly bright.
Cheng Ying held a light tea tray in one hand and held Yu Jiao's hand in the other, and took her to the roof of the bamboo house to enjoy the moon.
Although the surrounding dark forests are filled with the sounds of various birds flying and insects chirping, it is still deep and quiet. The moonlight shines brightly, and sitting on the roof can calm one's heart.
"Fu Chuan." Yu Jiao suddenly called him.
"Hmm?" Cheng Ying turned her head to look at her, patiently waiting for what to say next.
Yu Jiao smiled embarrassedly: "Nothing, I just wanted to call your name." Senior brother was different from her. After he came to Taiyan, he was called Cheng Ying. His name must not have been called for a long, long time.
Unlike her, she can still be called Yu Jiao.
Cheng Ying poured two cups of tea on the tea tray, handed one to Yu Jiao, and brought the other to his lips and took a sip, saying softly, "Although I haven't heard anyone call me by this name for a long time, I always dream of you calling me Fu Chuan in Qinling Mountains and being scolded by the teacher."
Yu Jiao: ...
I have to say that senior brother still understands her very well.
Cheng Ying raised the corners of her lips slightly, letting out a soft laugh. She pinched the teacup with her fingertips and said slowly, "Perhaps it was destined that your name was originally Su Jian, and I changed it to Yu Jiao. I just didn't expect that after calling you this name, you would actually become her."
Yu Jiao felt a little sad after hearing this. Her senior brother must have missed her very much, which is why he taught her medicine and pipa in this body and even changed her name.
Yu Jiao put down the teacup, put her hands on her knees, tilted her head and looked at Cheng Ying, her eyes serious as she asked him, "Brother, when did you recognize it was mine?"
The way she tilted her head was somewhat adorable, just like in her memory, except for the faint sadness hidden in her eyes that had never been there in her previous life. Cheng Ying reached out and touched her head, her voice low and gentle: "It wasn't that early. That day you played a song of burying flowers. I heard it in the alley and then I recognized it was you."
His slender fingers slowly passed through Yu Jiao's long black satin hair, and his voice was filled with guilt: "I'm sorry, Jiaojiao, I didn't recognize you earlier."
When saying this, Cheng Ying was also filled with sadness. If he had not missed so much time and could have recognized Jiaojiao earlier, he would not have let her marry Yu Qizhe even if he had tried every means, and he would not have let Yu Qizhe occupy her heart so easily.
"So it was that day." Yu Jiao remembered that she had heard from Yu Qizhe that Su He had passed away. She felt sad, so she played a song of burial flowers to commemorate her. After playing, Yu Qizhe said he wanted to take her out for a walk, and they met Cheng Ying in the alley.
She remembered his expression at that time, looking at her deeply and complicatedly, with surprise, shock and helplessness on his handsome and feminine face, and redness at the corners of his eyes, completely unlike the Cheng Ying she knew in the past.
She called her foster father, and when Cheng Ying opened her mouth to speak to her, her voice trembled.
Even the figure who left in a hurry at the end looked embarrassed and uneasy.
It turned out that at that time, he acted like that because he recognized me.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Yu Jiao didn't complain, and her ending tone was even a little soft.
Cheng Ying paused while stroking her hair, and laughed at himself. He said in a very soft voice, "I'm afraid, Jiaojiao. Although I seem to be omnipotent when I'm Cheng Ying, I'm still a human being after all. Being human means I'm also afraid, I feel inferior, and I feel panic and hesitation."
Yu Jiao's heart seemed to be suddenly pulled, and she felt uncomfortable and distressed. Sadness flowed in her clear eyes. She looked at Cheng Ying without blinking and raised her hand to touch his head.
"Senior brother is the best senior brother. No matter how he changes, he is still the Fu Chuan I know."
How could she ignore that even though her senior brother was the treacherous and powerful Chief of Ceremonies, Cheng Zhangyin, he was also a human being with emotions and desires, and he had weaknesses and vulnerabilities.
She thought of the portrait she had seen in the house in Chiyuan Hutong, the small red portrait in the brocade bag he always carried with him, and Liang Wushuang's face that was 50% similar to hers in her previous life...
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