The next day, the rain had not stopped, it was neither too big nor too small, and it was drizzling.

Hanzhu sat on the couch to teach A Xun to recognize words. Her painting skills were not as good as Chu Qiang, and she was still very embarrassed to fool the child. She drew a big black dog seriously.

"This is Heihei!" A Xun smiled happily. Heihei, who was lying in front of the couch, heard the little master calling it, raised his head, and looked at the boy on the couch with big eyes confused, wondering what the little master asked it to do.

Hanzhu wrote the word "black" next to him to teach Ah Xun, and then he taught him to recognize numbers, one dog tail, two dog eyes, three dog hair and four dog paws. Ah Xun stretched out his fat fingers and followed his sister to count, and learned the numbers while learning. He didn't want to learn anymore, so he lay down on the couch to tease Heihei and pointed at Heihei's claws to count.

The boy was carefree. Hanzhu looked at the dense rain and fog outside the window, and thought of yesterday's bamboo building.

He kissed her, from eager to gentleness, and she remembered every time she touched her, including his heavier breathing, and he held her hand tightly.

What is he thinking now?

Even if it was to show Zhou Wenjia and kiss her, wouldn’t there be even an explanation for such an excessive thing?

Or is he so cold that he can even treat such intimacy indifferently, and he also thinks she doesn't care?

Hanzhu lowered her head, thinking that she would never agree to him any more.

"Girl, Young Master Jia is here." Ruyi suddenly lifted the curtain and walked in, "It was said that she forgot to give the girl a birthday gift yesterday, and she made it up today."

Hanzhu was stunned. Didn’t Zhou Wenjia give up yet?

"Put my shoes quickly!" When Ah Xun heard that his cousin Jia had arrived, he sat up and pointed at the shoes placed there to urge Ruyi.

Ruyi looked at her girl inquiringly, wondering if she wanted to see Zhou Wenjia. Hanzhu looked at Ah Xun and nodded, "Please ask the young master to go to the front yard for tea, we will go there immediately." Since it was coming in the rain, there must be something to tell her, Hanzhu also wanted to tell Zhou Wenjia clearly at one time.

After getting off the floor, I didn't dress up specifically, so I went over in my homely green and white dress.

"Cousin Jia, what gift do you give to your sister?" When he walked to the door of the main hall, Axun ran over to the young man sitting on the chair and asked curiously. My sister has received a lot of gifts in the past two days, and Axun likes to follow him and watch it the most.

Zhou Wenjia touched the little guy's head, took out a wooden box from behind, and handed it to Hanzhu: "Cousin, look, I made it myself."

The young man's voice was neither sad nor happy, but his eyes were filled with deep sadness.

Hanzhu felt sad, took the box and sat opposite Zhou Wenjia. Axun immediately ran to his sister and stretched his neck to look.

There are a box of peony silk flowers, a total of four, one peach pink, one red, one goose yellow, and one snow-white. They are lined up on the black satin, like real flowers. Hanzhu picked up one and looked carefully. However, in his mind, Zhou Wenjia was hiding in the house alone, carefully stacking flowers for his cousin.

My daughter likes to play with these things. When a young man is studying or dancing with a sword, how can he be patient and do something like this that will most likely be laughed at by his companions if it is spread?

Hanzhu's eyes were sore, and she noticed that the boy was looking at her. She put the peony silk flowers back into the box and lowered her head to coax A Xun: "A Xun, we still have a plate of mung bean cake in our house, and my cousin also likes it. Can you go and bring it to me for me?"

Ah Xun was holding a silk flower in his hand, and it was not fresh enough. He didn't raise his head and said, "Let Ruyi take it, the flowers made by my cousin are so beautiful."

Zhou Wenjia only looked at the girl in the white dress beside her, as if she would never see her again if she didn't look at her now.

Hanzhu touched Ah Xun's head and said softly: "Ruyi's recipe is not delicious. My cousin likes to eat what Ah Xun brings the most. Ah Xun is obedient?"

Ah Xun finally stopped looking at the silk flowers, turned his head to look at Zhou Wenjia, not very understanding the difference between his destiny and Ruyi destiny.

Zhou Wenjia understood that her cousin had something to say to him, so she forced a smile and coaxed Ah Xun: "My cousin loves eating Ah Xun's dishes, go quickly."

Ah Xun blinked his eyes and went to run errands obediently.

Ruyi ordered the little maid to look at the young master, and she retreated to the door to guard.

Inside the room, Hanzhu lowered her head and said, "Did my cousin see everything yesterday? I don't know he will go, and I don't know that he suddenly... asked my cousin to keep it a secret for me, and it will be spread, I..."

Zhou Wenjia smiled bitterly and said, "I won't say it." She is his cousin. Even if she forgot him, how could he do something that hurt her?

Hanzhu knew that he would not say it, but it was strange that she was not very familiar with Zhou Wenjia, but she just believed that Zhou Wenjia was not the kind of person who would take revenge if she couldn't get it. She asked that just to break the silence on her own initiative.

"Thank you, my cousin." Hanzhu said softly, slowly turned her head and asked him in confusion, "What did my cousin ask me to do yesterday?"

"I like you." Zhou Wenjia left the seat and half-squatted in front of Hanzhu. He grabbed her hand on her knees with both hands and held it tightly. Hanzhu was so anxious that she wanted to break away, but she forgot to move when she saw the boy crying and looked at him in shock.

Zhou Wenjia felt that she was very unpromising, so she lowered her head and wiped her tears, raised her head again, and looked at the girl in front of her reluctantly, "Cousin, I like you. I have loved you since you were a child. I will always remember when you were seven years old. When you came to my house to play, you accidentally fell. I carried you back, you lay on my back and said you would marry me when you grew up."

A smile in his eyes and a gentle voice.

Hanzhu seemed to see that scene, her tears were uncontrollable, and she lowered her head and swallowed even more, "Sorry, cousin, I really can't remember..."

"I know, cousin, don't cry." Zhou Wenjia took out a veil and reached out to help her wipe it. It seemed that when she was a child, her cousin was wronged and would always come to him to complain. She gritted her teeth and scolded her father and sister, but cried in his arms, "I know my cousin can't remember it, and I also know that you fell in love with your cousin. It doesn't matter. If you are doing well, I'll feel relieved."

My cousin now doesn't like to get angry or cry anymore. Every time she sees her, she seems to be smiling. Her gentle cousin has the love of her father and the protection of a real man like Cheng Yu who is capable of being the one who stands alone. She is much happier than before. Why did he insist on forcing her to remember just to make her fall in love with him again?

She stopped crying, and Zhou Wenjia took the veil that had been stained with her tears again. Thinking of what she was here to do today, Zhou Wenjia held her hand and showed a bright smile, "Cousin, my uncle said a while ago that he wanted to arrange for me to go to the Northwest Camp to experience. I can't bear to leave you and don't want to leave. Now that you have a cousin, it's boring for me to stay in the capital, so I will ask my uncle to arrange it for me in the afternoon and I will set off in the next few days."

Northwest Camp?

Hanzhu felt very guilty and rushed to persuade him: "Have you discussed it with your uncle and aunt? You suddenly went so far away, and my aunt would definitely not be able to bear it. Besides, you are only fifteen..."

"Brother Chu Yuan 12th, he ran away in the army with his uncle." She would still be anxious about him, at least treat him as a cousin, and Zhou Wenjia felt less distressed. She hugged her and said, "Cousin, a man is determined to be in all directions. I didn't want to leave because I hide from you, but I really want to go out. You don't have to worry about anything, take good care of yourself. I will write to you when I get there."

Hanzhu wanted to say something else, but A Xun's cheerful voice came from outside.

Zhou Wenjia shook her hand hard before standing up, looking down at her, reluctant to leave, and couldn't help but touch her face.

Hanzhu instinctively started with such intimate action.

Zhou Wenjia smiled bitterly, put down his hand, ignored Ah Xun who had already come in, and whispered to her: "Cousin, if you remember it when I am not here, if you don't like it, my cousin misses me again, write me a letter, okay?"

Hanzhu cried bitterly, and the word "good" could not be said no matter what, because she knew that Zhou Wenjia's cousin would never write to him again.

Without waiting for the answer, Zhou Wenjia's last reluctance was completely broken. He raised his head, took a long breath, and did not coax her to stop crying. He touched A Xun, who was confused, and left. He did not leave the Hou's mansion, but went to Chu Qing's yard, sat blankly, waiting for Chu Qing to return to the mansion.

At dusk, Chu Qing came back and was surprised to learn about Zhou Wenjia's decision. However, no matter how he asked, Zhou Wenjia did not tell him the reason for doing this. He insisted on going to the northwest. Finally, he had an agitated method and said that Chu Qing could not arrange for him and went to find someone else. Chu Qing was so angry that he asked him to go back first and make arrangements for him three days later.

Zhou Wenjia left in a complicated mood.

Chu Qing thought about it and went to see her daughter.

Hanzhu's eyes were red and could not hide it at all. He said half-true and half-fake: "I can't remember what happened before, and I can't like him anymore. He feels uncomfortable and wants to hide from me..." As he said that, he burst into tears again and felt sad for Zhou Wenjia.

As soon as she cried, Chu Qing believed her, comforted her daughter softly, and smiled when she turned around. The young boy stopped pestering his daughter. He was happy, his nephew could take it and let it go, much better than his useless father. Chu Qing was even more satisfied. He quickly made arrangements for Zhou Wenjia and sent him to the northwest for training.

Of course, Fang was reluctant to leave his son when he wanted to travel far, but Zhou Wenjia was determined. Because of his love, Fang had no choice but to prepare his bags for his son with concern and repeatedly reminded him, for fear that his son would suffer outside.

The sun shines brightly on this day, and Zhou Wenjia sets off for the northwest.

Zhou Yin and his wife, Zhou Wenting Ningzhu sent him out of the city gate all the way, and Cheng Yu also came to see him. Hanzhu did not come, but sent Ah Xun.

"Mom, let's get here, no need to send it." Zhou Wenjia looked at the sun rising and taller, and said to his mother with a smile.

Fang was sad and turned his back and cried secretly.

Zhou Yin and Zhou Wenting gave a few instructions. Ningzhu couldn't bear to leave her second brother who had lived with her for half a year, and she cried. Ah Xun knew that her cousin was going to travel a long time before she came back. She even hugged Zhou Wenjia's neck and cried continuously. Finally, she was picked up by Fang and coaxed her softly.

Farewell one by one, it was Cheng Yu's turn. He looked at the boy who seemed to have grown up in front of him, patted him on the shoulder, "Take care."

Facing him, Zhou Wenting's pretended calm smile finally disappeared, and he whispered and threatened: "I will only help you if my cousin likes you. If you bully her in the future and hurt her heart, I will definitely come back to settle the score with you!"

Cheng Yu didn't say anything and looked calm.

Zhou Wenting regarded his silence as disdain, hated and angry, turned around suddenly, stepped onto the horse, and left with the two guards.

Facing the rising sun, the three fast horses ran farther and farther away.

Cheng Yu looked at the boy's gradually dazed back from afar, and deep down he felt a little envious.

In terms of being carefree, he lost.
Chapter completed!