Blood and Bones of Hongfu: Jie Yuchen, Loving You Is a Calamity

The name Hong Ruotang was given by Er Yuehong. He said that he wanted her to live a bright and lively life like the crabapple in the courtyard. But as far back as she could remember, all that was left of her mother was a yellowed portrait, and her father always held her in his arms and sat in front of the portrait for a long time, calling her "Nian Nian." She didn't understand how much concern was hidden in these two words. She only knew that her father's drama was always wrapped in an inextricable tenderness. Although Senior Brother Chen Pi looked fierce in front of outsiders, he always responded to her requests. When I was five years old, the begonias in the theater fell all over the floor, and my father left. She was fostered in Xie's family, and her senior brother Xie Yuchen, who was four years older than her, supported the entire family at the age of eight. He taught her how to read, protected her, and gave her all his softness. She watched him grow from a young boy to a capable head of the family, and saw the burden on his shoulders getting heavier and heavier, but she could only offer him a cup of warm tea when he occasionally showed signs of fatigue. After all, she didn't live up to her father's expectation of Begonia, and she was as quiet as a potted plant. Until that day, in order to protect Jie Yuchen behind him, the cold blade pierced his chest, and the warm blood splashed on the patches of Begonia flowers behind him, which was shockingly red. She fell into his arms, watching his eyes turn red, panicking like a child for the first time. She wanted to raise her hand to touch his face and tell him not to be sad, but she couldn't find the strength to do so. It turns out that some thoughts are engraved in the bones, and some protections are something that we try our best to achieve. But this belated intention was eventually buried in the sea of ​​begonia flowers stained red by blood.