Entering the Red Chamber: Qingwen, rush forward!

The long lonely night in the palace.

In Fengzao Palace, the darkness was occasionally lit by flickering charcoal fire.

Jia Yuanchun was half leaning on the incomparably luxurious bed, she seemed to feel that her life was passing by bit by bit.

Sitting next to her is Mo Xiaomei who came through time, full of youth in full bloom in the darkness.

Sitting opposite the two was a young man who had gone through vicissitudes.He is only 20 years old, but he has experienced the joys and sorrows of others for several lives.

The boy looked a little dazed, and he was talking about his past in a low voice.

The finest silver charcoal burns quietly, occasionally bursting out with brilliant brilliance like fireworks, and suddenly shining on the handsome and clean faces of a pair of young children.

Jia Yuanchun's few remaining lives were also illuminated by fireworks.

Her skin seemed to be transparent, and the life in her body was almost exhausted, leaving only a crystal clear shell.

Her eyes were radiant, shining brightly in the darkness.

Those eyes, so bright, are burning with the little life left in her.

The boy's eyes were full of illusion, as if there were colorful lights swimming in them.

He thought of the past, of his brief happy days.

He was a little baby then.

I don't know why, but his memory is extremely strong.

Others only have memories when they are four or five years old.But he can clearly remember what happened when he was one year old.

At the beginning, he was complacent and thought he was a genius.However, he later realized that it was God who pitied him for everything he would face in the future, so he gave him a small compensation.

If it wasn't for him still remembering his childhood happiness, he might not be able to support him all the way to today.

Xu Donglai can clearly remember that he was only one year old at that time, and their family lived in a very large house.He was so big that he didn't dare to run around.

There are so many exquisite houses, and there are many exquisite vases, tables and chairs, and jade in each house.

The home is full of beautiful people in beautiful clothes.

To this day, as long as he closes his eyes, the furnishings of the old home, as well as the lace and embroidery of his family's clothes can still clearly emerge before his eyes.

He can even remember a blooming peony embroidered on his mother's chest.

The petals of the peony are woven with dozens of reds mixed together, which looks lifelike.

The silk thread of one petal is a little hairy, and there are even very thin silk threads that have been broken.

This is when his mother hugged him, his little teeth were broken.

He remembered his sister better.

My sister must have been in her teens at that time, and it was the time when a bright red flower was about to bloom.

Although he was very young at the time, he also knew that his sister was born extremely beautiful and famous all over the world.

Countless matchmakers come to propose marriage every day, and they really want to level the threshold of their family.

My sister doesn't like anyone, but my sister likes me the most!

Xu Donglai, who is only one year old, is already able to express his thoughts in a childlike voice, and can even raise his small fist to hit those matchmakers, thereby declaring his "possession right" to his sister.

Go, you all go!

My sister is mine, she's not going anywhere!

While waving his fists to push people away, Xu Donglai plunged into his sister's arms to act like a spoiled child.

"Okay, my sister belongs to the baby, and I won't go anywhere. My sister will be with you for the rest of my life! My sister is with the baby!"

Every time my sister saw this scene, her cheeks would turn red, she hugged him shyly, and pinched his little cheek affectionately.

My sister's eyes are so bright, looking at him is full of doting, full of distress.

My sister's eyes are the same as my mother's.

He will never forget their gazes in his life, how much love is there?

I am afraid it is deeper than the sea and higher than the sky.

It was also like the way Xiaomei Mo looked at him tonight, so pure and full of distress.

In a daze, Xu Donglai seemed to see his sister again, she was sitting in front of him softly, smiling lightly, looking at him with distressed eyes.

"Baby, I haven't seen you for a long time, have you grown up so much?"

There were tears in my sister's eyes, and the pain in her eyes couldn't melt away even if it was so thick.

"Sister...sister...you...you...where have you been all these years?"

Xu Donglai's eyes were dim with tears, he seemed to be dreaming, but the dream was so real.

He could even feel the hot temperature between his sister's fingers.

"Sister... I miss you so much..."

Xu Donglai's Adam's apple trembled, and his voice was indistinct.

He flung himself into his sister's arms ignorantly, weeping uncontrollably.

"Sister... Father is dead... Mother is also dead... You jumped off the cliff too... You don't want me anymore... I miss you so much..."

His head was deeply stuck in his sister's arms, just like when he was one year old.

"Baby...baby...be good...don't be afraid...sister...sister is here..."

Mo Xiaomei was caught off guard by Xu Donglai and plunged into her arms. She was startled at first, but this shock was soon replaced by deep heartache.

She hugged Xu Donglai tightly, and patted his back lightly. The tears in her eyes could not help falling down one after another, dripping on the back of Xu Donglai's neck, flowing down the back of his neck, flowing into his back, and slowly seeping into his chest. heart.

This 20-year-old boy had experienced so much suffering.

As soon as Mo Xiaomei thought of him visiting her at night in the palace, bringing herself delicious food, clothes and quilts, and bringing herself warmth and comfort, her tears could no longer be contained.

Every time, she saw his face as white as jade, with a warm and mischievous smile.

She knew that this man might not be simple, but she couldn't guess that this jade-like man was carrying such a heavy suffering.

Xu Donglai was fascinated for a while, and even recognized Mo Xiaomei as his elder sister. The two siblings hugged each other and cried heartbrokenly.

When Jia Yuanchun saw this scene, his heart ached.She thought of her brother.

Jia Baoyu, is Xu Donglai's age now?

Thinking back when she was about to enter the palace, Baoyu, who was only a few years old, hugged her and cried bitterly, and refused to let go even if she died.

Later, it was Master Jia Zheng who raised the board and hit him hard several times, and Baoyu let go of his hand, crying and howling.

Thinking of Baoyu, Jia Yuanchun also felt heartbroken, clutching the corners of the quilt tightly with both hands, tears already spilling down the bed as he lowered his head.

Damn the emperor!

You have brought us so much pain, so many lives and deaths!

I will definitely take your life with my own hands, and seek justice for many people who died in vain.

The fire in Jia Yuanchun's eyes grew stronger, and it was about to burn her life.

But this last afterglow is so gorgeous.

On the other side, Xu Donglai wept silently for a long time, and finally woke up.

"me……"

He got up awkwardly, his face full of embarrassment.

Maybe it's because the woman in front of me has the same eyesight as her sister?

Or maybe she loves herself as much as her sister?

For a while, he even recognized the wrong person.

Obviously his sister has been separated from him, and he will never see her again in this life.

"Baby...baby..."

Mo Xiaomei cried softly, her face was full of tears, against the slight fire light, she was so holy and loving.

"You are not mistaken, I am your sister, and I will be with you for the rest of my life."

She said softly, smiling slightly.