Vol 2 Chapter 3: Fan Wai Su Su Pian (3)

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Between the hidden streets and alleys, a black dress stands silently in the shadow on the wall, even if there is someone on the road, there is no feeling.
For a long time, when there were no pedestrians on the road, Su Fu jumped from the wall and slowly walked toward Xiao.
This time, he intends to see her once in a bright and straightforward manner, and he will call on an old friend who has not seen him for many years, even if he is rejected.
The concierge saw a black robe standing outside the door, but did not knock on the door. Although he was only wearing a robes, but he was very angry, he came out and asked him: "Do you come to find my family, Lang Jun or my wife?"

In the past two years, many people have come to visit Yan Yan, or seek medical treatment, or because of medical exchanges.
"Let's come to visit Mrs. Liang." Su Fudao.
The porter asked: "I don't know the high name of your nobles? I am going to report to my wife."
Su Fu sinks and turns and leaves. He suddenly thought that he is still wanted overnight, so it is not appropriate to visit the door.
The porter looked strangely at his back. A small person squeezed out of the door and asked, "I was looking for a mother to seek medical attention?"
Listening to this voice, Suvorton stepped down and looked back. I saw a little doll with a big dot, wearing a goose-yellow skirt, with a shackle on both sides of his head, round eyes, a small nose, like a little fairy.
Princess Jinyang is already the youngest child in Su Fu. I didn’t expect to have such a small little guy. It’s only a little bit above his knees!
"Little mother, how come you ran out again." The porter was shocked.
Su Fu saw two white and tender boys squeezing out from the door, moving slowly toward the door, moving awkwardly and cutely, and Su Fu couldn't help but curl up his mouth.
Although it was a subtle expression, but his softness made the weak and quite a good feeling, took a small step to the front of Su Fu, and tried to pull his hand with his feet, but it was a little hard.
Su Fu bent down slightly and lowered his hand.
The weak hand of the flesh can only grab one of his index fingers. "Don't be afraid, I will take you to see a doctor."
Then he took Su Fu and went home.
The doorway is full of strange faces, and the little girl is timid. Generally speaking, strangers will hide behind the person. Today, it is so inexplicably so bold. Is it like Junjun who is handsome at a young age?
Thinking about it, the porter turned around and saw two little guys who were moving around the wall. They quickly said, "How did the two young Lang Lang run out?"
In the past month, the younger master has become more and more clever, and the task of his concierge has become more and more arduous. A little guy has changed his mind and wants to go out.
Xiao Lao Er raised his small head, frowned, and snorted: "You didn't see it, can't you?"
"Hey, my little ancestors, I didn't see you today, you can't see me in Minger." The doorway had a headache. If the child was lost, can Xiaofu still accommodate him?
"Shao Langjun, Xiao Niang." A waiter hurried out.
The concierge loosened his breath and no longer managed the two little guys. He turned around and quickly sat down in the concierge. After the tea, he said, "You please wait, I will let you report to my wife."

"Little mother, go back with the slave." A waiter was weak.
Weak and weak, but ignored her, only asked Soufu with her head: "Where are you uncomfortable?"
The other two little guys saw the younger sister in the concierge, and immediately asked to go to the concierge. Xiao Lao Er had already smashed up. Xiao Lao’s eyes were red and red, and the two aunts were scared. Not from, quickly hugged them into the concierge.
"Guests please forgive me, Xiaolang Jun is very eye-catching with you, you have to come in and find you to play." One of the aunts asked for sin.
"No problem." Su Fudao.
The aunts sat on one side, stealing their eyes from time to time, except for Lang Jun, who had never seen such a handsome man.
"Do you catch a little frog?" Xiao Laoji walked to the front of Su Fu with his calf, sat cross-legged around him and asked his head.
Su Fu hesitated and nodded.
"So, are you looking for my mother to see a doctor?" Xiao Laoji continued to ask.
Su Fu is not good at communication, not to mention the fact that there are a few small dolls in front of him, so I have to say, "Well."
"Where are you uncomfortable?" Weak and weak, the topic finally returned to the original point.
Xiao Boda, who has never spoken before, turned to ask the acolyte on the side: "He looks good, or is my Aye good?"
In the face of Su Fu, the aunt said that this is not the case, it is not, and it is a long time, only to say: "Everyone has a good."
Xiao Lao’s brow tangled up and looked at Su Fu. The eyes of the water were full of tears, and he flatned his mouth and said,
Do you like us?

In the face of a little cute pink and white, can Su Fu say no? He can only nod.
"Easy Uncle said, the mother is waiting for a good husband than Aye, and then we will remarriage with us." Xiao Boss stunned, scared the name of the aunt whitish.
One of the aunts quickly explained to Su Fu, "Guests forgive me, childish words, childish words..." and then begged Xiao Boda, "Da Langjun, let's go back..."
The weak weak wowed and cried, looking at Sufudao: "I don't like you anymore, hey, my brother, can we never see Yeye again?"
Xiao Lao Er licked the face of the flesh and blood and asked confusedly: "What is remarriage?"
Su Fu was very embarrassed. He used to be easy with the Jinyang princess, because the age of Princess Jinyang was a little older than they are now, and it was a very quiet and sensible girl. There are so many strange things. Thoughts.
"Remarriage is... After that, he is our Aye." Xiao Boss himself does not seem to understand the meaning of remarriage, thinking that remarriage is a change.
Xiao Laoji nodded and turned to Su Fu and asked: "Do you like your mother?"
"Small Langjun, please go back to the backyard with your slaves." The aunt couldn't help but cry.
This minute has changed a little, I don't know how many things will come out later, when their good days will come to an end, can they not cry?
Watching a few waiters and pears crying for a long while, Xiao Lao only ordered his expensive head and climbed up to pull the weak handcuffs: "My sister doesn't cry, then my brother will catch the little frog."
Weak and weakly followed him and went out, choked: "But I still want to Yeah."
Xiao Lao is busy keeping up, grabbing another hand of Xiao Lao, and said: "Brother, no matter our new Aye?"
The millennium ice on the surface of Su Fu is broken, and the look is wonderful. Is this really a child? Little is known about the young age, but what is it with this!
When the noisy child left, the room suddenly looked very quiet.
Su Fu 眸 眸 stared at the water that had gradually no longer taken hot air in front of him, reaching out and reaching up. He didn't know how long ago, he never ate other people's hands, and didn't drink the water that others had handed over... It was just that he was careful that he would be bridged by the river one day, until now it has become an unconscious habit.
He forced himself to take a sip.
Suddenly the ear moved slightly, and I heard the familiar footsteps, shaking hands with a sly hand and sprinkling a few drops.
That footstep, familiar with it, he used to lean outside the wall of Xiaofu every day, and he could hear it again.
The footsteps stopped in front of the porter.
"Su pharmacist." The sound is cold, just like before.
Su Fu suddenly felt that the vacant part of his heart was filled. After leaving the past few years, it seemed that it was missing, but the word she whispered.
Against the light, Su Fu saw a mature and beautiful woman. She was more moving than before. The expression on her face was still not rich, but she smiled shallowly so that she could pluck his heartstrings.
"Mrs. Liang." Su Fu got up and shook hands.
The smile on the face of the face is even more prosperous. "I have just rectified the two small ones. It’s late, let’s talk in the hall?

Su Fu nodded.
The road in the garden is narrow, he is only a foot away from her, can smell her perfume with a hint of milk.
"I heard that you were injured that year, can it be serious?" Su Fu was so eager to provoke the topic.
Yan Yandao: "It's not a big injury, and I saved the Nine Emperor of the year. I am now, and I am quite well-kept."
Su Fu has no obligation to protect her. Yan Yan knows that if he tells the truth, he will be guilty, so that some things are hidden. After spending a long time with Xiao Yu, she will gradually be able to do things.
The two have nothing to say, still as before, quiet but not embarrassing.
Sitting down in the hall, Yan Yan asked: "I heard that you and Princess Jinyang..."
"I sent her back today. I just saw her not much time, take her to see the famous mountains and rivers." Su Fu interrupted Yan Yan's words. Yan Yan is already a woman, and he does not know how to explain this, but simply does not want her to misunderstand.
The conversation between the two was silent again.
Once upon a time, Su Fu liked the feeling of being quiet and at ease. Now I like it, but I don’t know why, I always want to talk to her. However, when I want to think about it, I only have silence.
Yan Yan looked at the sky and said: "It’s almost noon, I used to eat your barbecue. Have you ever eaten the food I made? If you haven’t seen it for many years, let me entertain it once.

Su Fu saw her get up and also got up and stopped: "No, I am in a hurry."
A pair of quiet eyes of Yan Yan seemed to understand his lies in an instant.
She approached Su Fu. "You never seem to have changed, but I have changed a lot in the past years. You still can't lie, but I will."
Su Fu stared at the close-knit face. In addition to being so close in Suzhou Yingmei, there was no more. He felt that his heartbeat was like a thunder, and his mind was blank.
He was able to pull back his own thoughts, and then he had more hands on his waist. His eyes narrowed and he looked down at him with an incredulous look. He hesitated a little, and put his trembling hand on her back.
This is an unyielding hug. It lasts for a long time. It is only a little light, so naturally, it seems that it is just an old friend who has not seen for many years.
"Thank you, Ayan." Su Fu's voice was low and sound.
At this moment, he felt that he was perfect. She is still here, or the seventeen. He suddenly realized that he and Yan Yan are not only similar in breath, but even similar in pursuit.
This heart is in my hometown.
It’s just that Su Fu never knows his own heart, and Yan Yan’s goal is clear.
"No matter where you are, I am in Chang'an." Yan Yan's eyes are slightly sour, but on the face, he smiles slightly, this is the promise and agreement between friends.
Su Fu can understand, half empty and half full.
Out of Xiaofu, Su Fu’s first walk went slowly to the suburbs. He didn’t want to stay and eat a meal that Yan Yan made himself, but he didn’t dare, he was afraid of nostalgia, and he was afraid of mourning.
This gentle hug, and that sentence, is what Yan Yan can give him the most. When he suddenly remembered, he heard the poem by Liu Qingsong in the forest.
Life does not meet, move like a participant.
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Life is not separated, you and me, it is like that participation and business star, one east and one west, this is not the case, can not see each other.
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The mountains will be separated from each other tomorrow.
Today, I will be separated by mountains and waters, and I will not know what will happen in the future.
No matter how the world changes, even if the mountains are high and the water is far away, I will never meet, but A Yan, with your words, my heart is safe!
Su Fu got on the horse and slowly left the city.
Looking back at the tower of Chang'an tall, the face is covered with a sly smile, and the horse is drifting away!
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