Early the next morning, Xiao Yan stood at the door and looked up at the sky. The sky was as gloomy as lead, and the clouds were so heavy that no light could be seen through them.

Mother Xiao had already prepared the betrothal gift for her. The boxes and gift boxes with red silk flowers were neatly stacked in the yard. The servants in red bunts stood next to them. After Xiao Yan spoke, he bent down and lifted the things. go.

The arrow had to be fired on the string.

Xiao Yan lowered her head and straightened her clothes. Today, for the occasion, she deliberately wore a dark red robe. Such an old-fashioned color makes people ignore her pale complexion due to her recuperation, and she looks much more mature and stable.

The original owner is 20 years old this year. Because he has not done anything, he has no calm and reserved temperament, and even because he is frivolous and his eyes are flickering, his brows are always wretched, and he looks like a wine bag and rice bag.

Xiao Yan is different from her. Although the outer shell remains the same, after Xiao Yan's inner body enters this body, his back is straight and his eyes are calm, and his temperament is like two people.

If it weren't for the serious illness that made people think that 'Xiao Yan' was mature and sensible, she would definitely be suspected.

Xiao Shu has never been an actor, and his acting skills are really not good. Yesterday, Mother Xiao's eyes were already on her, and she probed like a needle. Fortunately, Xiao Shu "kindly" helped her out at that time. Otherwise, Xiao Yan would have been exposed just after a face-to-face meeting with Mother Xiao.

"Let's go." The clear voice sounded faintly, Xiao Yan raised his feet and walked in front of the crowd.

The cool breeze blew flat, and the summer heat in the air was instantly dissipated.

Xiao Yan stopped and looked up at the sky, thinking that it wouldn't really rain, would it?

She will have a major scene of kneeling and begging later...

Heaven could not hear Xiao Yan's heartfelt voice, the "tick-tock" raindrops fell and smashed on the box with a "crackling".

The servant hurriedly covered the brocade box in his arms with his arms, raised his head and squinted at the sky, for fear of damaging the treasure inside.

"..." There is no golden finger, but this crow's mouth is quite clever.

"Master, shall we go back?" Follower Ah Feng stood up to the eyes of everyone behind him and stepped forward to ask.

After 'Xiao Yan' fell ill, Mother Xiao changed the servants in her yard. She felt that although her daughter was not promising, it had nothing to do with the servants, but when she was unhappy, she would inevitably implicate others, which had nothing to do with reason.

Ah Feng is a new recruit. He has heard a thing or two about the temperament of the house's first-class daughter, but has not had much contact with each other, so the two masters and servants do not know each other well.

"Go! There's no reason to go back after you've reached the door." Xiao Yan looked at the small courtyard not far away. If she turned her head back at this time, where would the faces of Li's mother and son be put?

Li Mu stood under the eaves of the main room with an umbrella in her hand, looking at the increasingly dense rain outside, her toes moved, and she wanted to go down to welcome Xiao Yan up.

This kid really came.

Li mother sighed lightly, forgetting to come, don't know how to pick a sunny day.

She swayed slightly, and before the toes of her shoes were off the ground, her arm was gently held by someone's hand.

A Li, dressed in white, stood beside his mother, with a long body. He didn't use much strength in his hands. He just threw a hand on his mother's arm to stop her movement.

"Ali, look at this—" Li mother stunned, her expression tangled, and her eyes filled with embarrassment. When she met Ali's cold eyes, her words only became a dry sentence, "She didn't take an umbrella."

Not only that Xiao Yan didn't hold an umbrella, the entire team that sent the dowry gift didn't hold an umbrella. The box is not afraid of the rain, the brocade box is protected in his arms, and the only things exposed to the rain are the silk flowers that have become darker after being wet by the rain, and the gift-giving team—and the woman standing in front of the team.

Ah Li looked blank, just stood there without any fluctuation in his eyes, like two pools of stagnant water.

Xiao Yan motioned for everyone to bring the gift into the house, and Li mother stepped aside, slightly opened his mouth and watched the boxes and boxes of things being carried into the house. It didn't take much time for her to have a very spacious main room on weekdays. There is no place to stay.

The servants put their things away and leave in an orderly manner.

People came and went, Xiao Yan always stood in the rain curtain under the steps, raised his eyes to look at the boy in white standing there under the eaves on the steps.

The boy's white clothes are like snow, his hair is black like ink, his lips are light, his eyebrows and eyes are clean, his whole body is cold, and he looks like a life-size ink painting hanging under the eaves. The surrounding scenery slowly blurred into the inconspicuous background color in the painting. In the whole world, only the rain screen in front of him and the boy standing opposite the rain screen were the clearest.

Li mother didn't know where the two were going to make trouble, so she didn't say anything, she just stood behind Ah Li and watched.

Xiao Yan's eyes met those cold eyes, and he lifted the hem of his clothes and threw it to his legs.

The hem of the clothes was wet by the rain and soaked in water, and the dark red color turned into thick black. When it was thrown away by the hand, there seemed to be a cracking sound under the "swoosh". The raindrops that had fallen vertically splashed around.

Xiao Yan knelt on his knees, cupped his hands, and said loudly, "Xiao Yan is here today, using heaven and earth as a proof, using rain as a matchmaker, and sincerely ask to marry A Li as her husband, I will live up to this life."

Xiao Yan's voice sounded, and the sound of rain between heaven and earth slowly faded away, leaving only her clear and solemn voice.

Li's mother opened her mouth in shock, and her heart was quite moved. If A Li was still standing in front of her, she almost went down to help Xiao Yan up and agreed to the marriage on the spot.

What was Ai thinking?

A Li's eyes trembled slightly, and his heart swayed heavily. Looking at the woman kneeling in the rain with her back straight, her pupils shrank, and her expression flashed in disbelief.

He thought... He thought Xiao Yan would not kneel.

Besides, it's raining today.

But she really came to ask for marriage today, as she promised yesterday, even if it rained, there was no change.

Li Mu's murmuring voice sounded behind him, "Ayan, why don't you come in and say something, don't kneel in the rain."

The rain covered his face along his long eyelashes, Xiao Yan's movements remained unchanged, and his voice was still solemn, "Xiao Yan is here to ask A Li to be her husband."

A Li looked at Xiao Yan, she was kneeling in the rain, she was supposed to be extremely embarrassed, or humiliated... At least she should have the slightest reluctance, so that she could feel better with a knife in her heart, but her back Upright, neither humble nor arrogant.

Her heart seemed to be clenched by her hands, squeezed hard, and then slowly released it when she couldn't breathe, and then squeezed it maliciously again, and he couldn't react in pain.

A Li breathed a little, raised his chin slightly, his vision blurred. The right hand that was hanging by the side and covered in the sleeve trembled uncontrollably, and the clenched fingers held a piece of paper that had been written long ago.

Tears fell down his cheeks, and A Li raised his feet slowly and slowly walked down the steps to Xiao Yan who was kneeling on the ground.

His delicate Adam's apple rolled up and down slightly, if he could speak, he would definitely tell Xiao Yan in a bitter self-deprecating manner at this moment:

you win.

Xiao Yan's eyes trembled lightly, the rain wet A Li's hair, and wetly pressed against the clothes in front of and behind him, "Go back."

She said, "Go back and stand under the eaves."

With a self-deprecating grin, A Li stood in front of Xiao Yan and looked down at her. Rain dripped down his brows and eyes. For a while, Xiao Yan couldn't tell whether the water on his face was rain or tears.

The numb fingers of Ah Li's right hand were clenched, and the fingers were hard to loosen. The paper ball inside fell to the ground and was instantly soaked in water.

Xiao Yan picked up the paper, unfolded the crumpled paper, the words on it were soaked by the rain, the ink was smudged and scattered into a cloud of ink, and he could vaguely see that he wrote:

Okay.

A feeble word.

It seems like a compromise and a helpless.

Yesterday's absurdity could not be erased, no amount of rain could wash away the traces left by Xiao Yan on his body, yesterday's blue-red has slowly turned into bruised purple today, and large swaths spread upward from his ankles.

Ah Li's eyes were dull, and no matter how white his clothes were, he couldn't hide the fact that he was dirty. The white clothes that were thrown on the ground and run over with their feet are no longer precious.

Looking at the gloomy weather outside in the early morning, his wrist holding the pen was as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold, and he used all his strength to write a few short strokes of the word "good".

A Li thought, if Xiao Yan didn't come to marry him today, what he said to her yesterday was a joke, or if she didn't want to give their mother and son face because of the bad weather, she had no other way.

He can't really degenerate into using his body to blackmail a woman into fulfilling her promise.

It wasn't until Xiao Yan arrived just now that he respectfully knelt on the ground.

The wall of A Li's heart that had built up all morning collapsed suddenly. He had no strength. He felt that he could not fight against this woman. His legs were weak, and he fell to his knees with her on the ground in the rain.

Xiao Yan was startled, and subconsciously reached out to help him. Ah Li pressed his forehead forward against Xiao Yan's collarbone, biting his lips and crying bitterly.

Through this rain curtain, he can not be afraid of being seen by his mother in tears, and he can cry happily.

"I'm sorry." Xiao Yan put his hands on his shoulders, lowered his eyes and said softly.

After A Li cried enough, Xiao Yan picked him up. People who are not short in stature are extremely light in weight. If he hadn't known that there should be flesh on the skeleton under the clothes, Xiao Yan would have thought that he was so thin that only this bone was left.

Li mother had been dumbfounded for a long time, and she had no idea what the situation was. She hurriedly held up an umbrella to meet her, and covered the big blue umbrella over Xiao Yan's head.

Xiao Yan said, "Auntie don't need it anymore, I'm already soaking wet inside and out, you should hold an umbrella and don't get wet."

Li Mu glanced at her, thinking that if my son hadn't been in your arms, I would have slapped the umbrella on my head! "It's okay, a little less water is a little bit." When he spoke, he still held the umbrella without moving his wrist.

Xiao Yan sent A Li back to his room. A Li was wet and clean. The thin white clothes were soaked in water and stuck to him. The thin waist was outlined as much as possible. I am afraid that the color of the flesh has already been exposed.

Xiao Yan and Li Mu stood at the door, leaving Ali inside to change clothes.

Li mother put away the umbrella, thinking of the generous dowry in the main room, a little embarrassed, staring blankly at the rain curtain in front of her, and thinking of the atmosphere of A Li and Xiao Yan just now, always feeling strange.

Xiao Yan lowered her eyes, the clothes on her body dripped down the hem of her clothes, and after a while, her feet were already wet. Xiao Yan didn't notice it at all, the fingers hanging on his side trembled slightly, all he remembered was the bursts of body temperature from Ah Li on his fingertips through the soaked clothes.

The temperature was completely different from the feeling of coolness yesterday, and her heart was quivering when it was hot, and her breathing was heavy.

Just a simple body temperature can mess up her breathing...

Xiao Yan spurned herself, how could her mind rush towards the edge of something after she died, and the nine cows couldn't pull it back.

Nothing wrong.

The author has something to say: Li Mu: 80% of them are greedy and want to eat meat

A Li: 80% of the time is due to beating, want to eat a knife

Xiao Yan: I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!