When Gu Suier heard this, she was surprised, thinking that a person like him should be so proud of himself, how could he be so greedy.
Not to mention that he is actually the son of the emperor, even if he is the young master of Ruiding Hou's Mansion, he is not short of this stutter.
Thinking like this, she suddenly remembered the grave.
The grave is set in a wilderness that no one knows, and is overgrown with weeds.
Perhaps only Xiao Heng knew the loneliness of the grave.
So in the days when Xiao Heng was past, when Xiao Heng was with his mother, were there loneliness and desolation like that grave grass?
She stared at him, the doubt in her eyes gradually faded, and the mist of pity slowly rose, and it was swollen and sore on her chest. She stared at his cold and calm face, which was obviously a noble and handsome young man, but through such a face, she imagined him as a child.
Pouting the chubby butt, lying there, waiting eagerly for the toon bud scrambled eggs?
Tears if you can't eat it? Still playing a small temper?
No, no... Gu Suier thinks this is wrong.
So the taciturn Xiao Heng, when he was a child, maybe also a child who didn't like to talk? Does he sit there, silently expecting what he wants, but never open his mouth to ask?
Xiao Heng felt the woman's gaze in front of him, the kind of pity and distress like a mother looking at her own child.
His face is slightly hot, don't look away.
After being silent for a while, he whispered: "When I was a child, I didn't live in this mansion. I was with my mother."
Gu Suier nodded slightly, did not speak, and listened attentively to him.
Xiao Heng didn't need to reply at this time.
"My mother took me alone. At that time, we were very poor. My mother also raised a chicken. That chicken can lay an egg every day."
"My mother said, save up eggs. If you save too much, you can take them to the market and sell them. Then you can buy me new shoes."
Upon hearing this, Gu Suier felt a strong sense of familiarity.
She almost felt that this was what she said.
She was like that when she was a child.
"And then" she stared at him and said quietly, as if she was afraid of disturbing him.
"Later, I finally saved enough. There is a full basket." Xiao Heng looked out the window, his eyes were like a deep pool, which made people incomprehensible: "My mother is carrying the basket, and I will follow my mother to the market."
"That's great..." She remembered going to the market when she was a child. She could sell eggs, sell dry goods picked up from the mountains, and buy some snacks and household items.
It was the sweetest and cheerful day when she was in the country.
"But that day we just caught up with an official who was crossing the street. The pedestrians on the road dodged, and my mother and I also dodged. But when I ran, I tripped under the stone and fell down."
When Xiao Heng talked about this past, his eyes were dark and ethereal, but his tone was calm and light.
However, Gu Suier was deeply involved in this story and asked subconsciously: "I fell down, then what?"
Xiao Heng continued: "After I fell, my knee hurts a lot, but I didn't know how to cry, so I just sat there stupidly. At this time, the servant of the other person came and pushed me and wanted to throw me away. , Said I was in the way."
Closing his eyes slightly, Xiao Heng's childhood scene reappeared.
Many people stood around themselves, looking at the lively faces and sneered voices. People said that the child was a dumb, that the child was a little fool, and whether the child was sick.
A strong man came over and picked him up like a little chicken, raising his hand to throw him away.
His mother ran over, protected him, and snatched him from others.
More ridicule came. The squinting man stared at his mother. Someone pushed forward and some took advantage of it.
A violent headache hit.
Xiao Heng suddenly opened his eyes.
His deep eyes stared straight at the window.
This is listening to the bamboo garden. There are green bamboos outside the listening to the bamboo garden, rustling, there are few servants in the listening to the bamboo garden, everything is quiet, there will be no noise.
And the scene he just remembered happened a long time ago.
Slowly retracting his gaze, he looked at Gu Suier again.
Gu Suier was looking at him with some worry, her thin lips opened slightly, she wanted to talk, but she was afraid of disturbing him.
The ethereal gaze slowly converged on her, and the emptiness of mind gradually became clear.
He said dumbly: "Later, my mother and I went home. The egg broke and the egg shed all over the floor."
He did not get new shoes, nor did he eat a bite of eggs.
Later, the local area was hit by a disaster, and the chicken also got chicken plague and died.
He thought for a long time later, what did the egg taste like.
Gu Suier looked at Xiao Heng in surprise. She felt uncomfortable and her chest hurts. She especially wanted to comfort him and wanted to hug him.
I want to hug the little child in his story.
But she also knew that it was all over.
The little boy who had been ridiculed by others had grown up and became a noble and indifferent Xiao Heng.
She couldn't help reaching out and holding his.
She wanted to say something to comfort him and make him feel better.
But where does she know what to say, she is not a good speech person.
She thought about it, and finally said: "I'll spread the egg pancakes for you tomorrow, okay?"
After I finished speaking, I didn't think it meant anything, and I was anxious, and tears fell in my eyes.
"Why are you crying?" He raised his hand and touched the corner of her eye with his cool fingertips, trying to wipe her tears away.
"I feel uncomfortable." Gu Suier whispered: "I, I—I feel particularly uncomfortable for you in my heart!"
She suddenly hated that she couldn't speak anymore.
Raising her hand, she grabbed his big hand and held it in her palms with her two small hands.
"I just feel uncomfortable for you." Gu Suier bit her lip: "When I was a child, I was called a fool every day. Actually, I don't think I'm stupid at all! I don't think you are stupid, neither of us are stupid."
She was touched to her head. She was once confused. Others said she was stupid all day long, and her mother said she was stupid. Gradually, she felt that she was indeed stupid.
But thinking about it, she felt that she might not be that stupid. Many times, she understood in her heart, but she didn't say it, or that she had her own ideas and others didn't understand it, and thought she was stupid.
Gu Suier's chest was filled with unknown sentiment, full of swelling, like a river rising in spring, gently swinging on his chest.
She really didn't know how to express the sour and pity in her heart, and finally she couldn't help but stretched out her hand and tried to surround him.
She would usually be hugged by him and would curl up in his arms to keep warm, which was very comfortable.
But today, she stretched out her arms to wrap him around him, as if she was hugging Xiao Ah Chen.
She felt that he was actually a child in his bones, a child who could sleep with a small **** like a little empress, and a child who looked at something delicious.
She stretched out her arms like this, and wrapped him firmly.
Xiao Heng was surrounded by a soft fragrance, as if he had been covered in a big lull in the first warm days.
He was still a little stiff at first, because no one had ever treated him this way.
The time his father was closest to him was when he found him and held him in his arms, but that was a powerful embrace of a man, which was different.
His grandmother would also hug him, but the feeling is still different from now.
When Gu Suier hugged him, it made him feel like he had become the lonely little boy who was sitting alone at the window waiting for his mother to return.
Xiao Heng slowly relaxed after the initial stiffness, he also raised his hand and hugged her.
He buried his head on her body, soft and greasy, with a creamy body.
The eyes suddenly became a little wet, but he buried her sullenly, rubbed it a few times, and wiped it off.
He wrapped her tightly with his hands, and the bodies of the two were close to each other, without the slightest distance between them.
From the time her mother died, he felt that he had no relatives in this world, and was lonely. Later, when I met her, she gave birth to Xiao Ah Chen for herself, and together with Xiao Ah Chen, he became his concern in this world.