Everything in Zhuxi Zhai is familiar to him. He has eaten the refreshments on the table, sat on the tables, chairs and benches, the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, and the bamboos outside are all things he has seen before.
However, the smell here made him confused. None of it was the smell he was familiar with. It smelled dry and dry. The charcoal fire was very warm, but it was different from the smell of charcoal fire in Tanzhou. Tanzhou always smelled of moisture and vegetation.
The flavor is rich, moist and warm.
And the scent of Song Huiyue is missing.
Song Huiyue is not fragrant, but she smells like the sky and the earth, and it only changes in summer - in summer, her body smells of paper-wrapped incense.
Only the burning and bitter medicinal smell was familiar to him.
Xie Zhou sat beside him and knew what he was confused about.
In fact, Song Qinghui had already woken up the day before the Lantern Festival, but the time he was awake was very short, and they didn't make any announcement about it. It was only yesterday that the time he spent awake began to become longer.
Ever since he woke up, he had always had such a puzzled look on his face. Xie Zhou knew that what he was thinking was different from others, so he observed him carefully for a long time, waiting until he was drowsy and about to fall asleep.
I asked him: "Are you looking for your grandma?"
Song Qinghui shook his head uneasily: "I know Aniang went to find Daddy."
When he was sleeping, he once heard someone say this in his ear.
When Xie Zhou was not sure what to do, Song Qinghui suddenly rubbed his eyes vigorously and whispered: "I miss my sister."
When he thought of Song Huiyue being separated from him, he became sad. He didn't cry, he just buried himself in the quilt without saying a word.
Xie Zhou told him that Song Huiyue would come, but he didn't believe it because in his mind, he hadn't heard Song Huiyue's voice for a long time.
The surroundings were quiet. Song Qinghui saw someone calling Xie Zhou outside. Xie Zhou got up and went out. He was the only one left in the room.
He felt a little hungry.
After looking at the things on the table, he didn't eat - when eating at other people's homes, you have to ask your sister or the host for permission before you can eat. There is no one to ask now, so don't eat.
Just staring at his hands with his head lowered, he noticed that the door opened, maybe the prince's brother was coming, or maybe the eighth brother was coming, but he didn't want to look up.
The footsteps stopped beside him, and then someone softly said: "Qinghui."
Song Qinghui suddenly raised his head, followed the voice and turned his head to look at Song Huiyue.
He stared and rubbed his eyes again, trying to see the person in front of him clearly.
elder sister?
He remembered that his sister was not so tall, not so thin, not so--so scary.
He opened his mouth and wanted to call his sister, but he couldn't open his mouth for a while. He sniffed the scent brought by Song Huiyue, and it was a bit unfamiliar - it had a strong smell of alcohol.
Song Huiyue looked at Song Qinghui, who had not grown up, suppressed the overwhelming emotions in her heart, took a step forward, and said with a smile: "Don't you know sister?"
"Sister?" Song Qinghui tried to explore and called out reluctantly.
He kept his face blank, still trying to distinguish the old appearance from Song Huiyue. The girl with smart eyes always had a smile on her face. Only the eyebrows and eyes of the one in front of her were similar, and even the outline had become thinner due to weight loss.
It was sharp and felt strange to him.
Song Huiyue saw his dazed appearance, which was completely different from what she thought. She was stunned for a moment, and then she saw her own appearance in the bronze mirror, and then she suddenly realized.
She wanted to laugh and cry, but finally all her emotions were mixed together and turned into a low sigh.
Stepping forward and hugging the pale Song Qinghui, she tried her best to soften her voice: "Qinghui, it's my sister who is here. It's not my fault that I came to see you now. Can you forgive my sister?"
Song Qinghui silently let her hug him. After a long time, he finally found the familiar strength in this embrace, and he finally confirmed that the person in front of him was Song Huiyue.
"Sister!" He opened his mouth and shouted happily, then broke away from Song Huiyue's arms and looked at her face carefully.
He looked and looked again, tears suddenly accumulated in his eyes, and he opened his mouth and howled: "Sister, why have you become like this!"
While crying, he took out cakes from the plate and tried to stuff them into Song Huiyue's mouth - my sister must have been hungry for a long, long time to become like this.
Song Huiyue chewed the pastry in her mouth, took out her handkerchief and wiped Song Qinghui's tears, and when she blinked, her own tears fell down.
She thought: "Qinghui, brother, we are the only two people left in the Song family who are connected by blood."
After Song Qinghui cried, he wiped his face with a handkerchief, sat back in the chair, puffed out his cheeks, and started to get angry with Song Huiyue: "Why are you here?"
Song Huiyue sat next to him and said softly: "Sister went on a long trip to a very far place and did many important things. As soon as I heard that you woke up, I came back to see you immediately.
Already."
Far away places and very important things are just a vague idea in Song Qinghui's mind. He needs something concrete to compare with: "How far away? Is it farther than going to Chenzhou Baohu Wharf to find Dr. Gu?"
Song Huiyue nodded: "It's much farther."
A pair of big eyes that looked exactly like Song Huiyue blinked twice, filled with watery light, full of ignorance and innocence: "Then you must have suffered a lot."
"No," Song Huiyue touched his head, "It was just far away, and I walked back slowly."
Song Qinghui lowered his head and said nothing for a while, enjoying Song Huiyue's gentle touch. After a while, he suddenly asked: "When are we going home?"
Song Huiyue knew that her home was in considerable danger right now. A bronze crane that lurked in the dark and appeared from time to time would be very troublesome, so she smiled and said, "We have to wait until your illness is cured."
"Then don't leave," Song Qinghui snuggled next to her. He was already old enough to start a family, but his soul was still that of a little boy, "Okay?"
Song Huiyue knew that he valued his commitment very much, so she told the truth: "Sister, I will stay with you whenever I have time, but I can't stay by your side all the time."
Song Qinghui's voice became louder this time: "Of course I know. Grandma said you are a wild horse. You can't sit still all day long and have to run outside."
His voice became softer: "Then please stay with me more now."
After hearing this, Song Huiyue felt sad, thinking that time has passed, but only Qinghui will stay in the same place forever - not growing, not getting old, not sad.
Song Qinghui yawned: "Sister, I'm so sleepy."
He said he was sleepy and dozed off immediately. He snuggled up to Song Huiyue and quickly fell into a deep sleep. His hands were still holding her sleeves tightly and refused to relax.
Song Huiyue just sat there without moving. It wasn't until King Jin came in from the door and ordered Huang Ting to carry Song Qinghui to the bed that she moved her hands and feet and stood by the bed for a long time.
King Jin saw that she looked tired and whispered: "Go to the ear room to see his medicine."
Song Huiyue and King Jin walked out and entered the penthouse together.