I don't see you in this life, and I will never hesitate.
Ziyi's heart trembled, and many words were choked in his heart, and he couldn't say anything.
Looking at the woman with a silent face in the candle flame, she knew that there was absolutely no room for negotiation in this matter.
Because Shen Chang'an has come day by day, she has never even stepped out of the painting bone building.
Sitting under the eaves of the porch every day, overlooking the scenery of Wenling Mountain, he never set foot in those mountains and rivers again, all because he didn't want to look at him.
At that time, the love was strong, and then the hatred was deep, and in this way, the love and hate disappeared, and there was no intention of seeing each other.
The twilight was dark, and there was a woman's coughing voice, and Ziyi came back to her senses from her sorrow, and hurriedly knelt down and handed over the medicine that was drying in the bowl.
"Miss, drink it while it's hot."
Not long after the news of Helian Zheng's death came, Mei Rujiu fell seriously ill, and Ziyi originally thought that she would be after the beginning of spring It could be better.
Unexpectedly, after the beginning of spring, her illness became more and more ferocious.
Drinking this medicine every day is not good, she always has to be awakened in the middle of the night by the sound of violent coughing from the warm pavilion, and her heart is a little panicked.
Staring at the thick black medicinal juice, the bitter taste entered her nose, Mei Rujiu frowned slightly, and said tiredly: "It's useless." ” After drinking so many medicines, if I could get better, I would have been cured a long time ago.
Seeing that she refused to drink, Ziyi's eyes were red in a hurry: "It will be useful, you are just infected with the wind cold, and the weather is getting warmer, so it will be fine." ” Mei Rujiu looked at Ziyi, and couldn't bear to make her sad, so she still drank the bowl of medicine with regurgitation.
The bitter liquid was a little hot, and it entered the throat and passed through the heart and lungs, and the person seemed to be much smoother.
The words were also a little more than usual: "You go and let him go back, don't wait any longer, tell him that there is no one he wants to see on this Ling Mountain." ” She is not Qin Xuanji, nor is she a heavy family.
Who is Shen Changan looking for?
If you find it, what can you do?
That's it for this life.
Ziyi had tears in his eyes, and said sadly: "The slave has told him many times, but he just refuses to leave, I'm afraid that he will be more persistent than King Beiliang." ” Helian Zheng wanted to leave, because in his life, he had not been able to have a husband and wife relationship with Chongmenhuan, and knowing her affection in this life, he gave it all to Shen Changan.
In his life, no matter how obsessed he is, it will not help.
It's better to let go of it, and when she is in the next life, he will definitely meet her early, and at that time, there will be no heavy door, no Shen Changan.
Only him and her.
Shen Changan refused to leave, because in this life, the relationship between him and her was too deep, and he refused to let go easily when he thought of these feelings. endured the pain of parting for fifteen years, gave her fifteen years of freedom, and let her relieve the disturbances of the world on this Wenling Mountain.
He finally couldn't let go completely, but after his death, he came here to ask Lingshan and waited hard every day.
"If he wants to wait, let him wait."
The woman's voice was tired, and she let out a shallow sigh, and all kinds of love were very entangled, and it became a sigh, which was annihilated in the green light of the painting bone building, and soon dispersed.
Ziyi nodded tearfully: "The slave will go and persuade him again." ” Although he knew that it was useless, he still couldn't bear to see him wait for nothing every day, Mei Rujiu would definitely not see him, in the end, what he was waiting for was nothing.
The lotus lamp was bright and dim, Mei Rujiu's face was a little pale, and she murmured, "Ziyi, I'm tired." ” Ziyi carefully helped her up, put her on the bed, covered her with a brocade quilt, and closed her eyes with a tired face: "You go." ” The gauze tent hung down, and the purple clothes bowed down and exited from it, blew out the lotus lamp in the warm pavilion, and gently closed the door.
The spring breeze was blowing coldly on her body, she shrank back and walked towards the door of the painting bone building, and as soon as she pushed the door open, she saw the figure of Ying Ting standing in the twilight.
The afterglow of the sky fell faintly, and the shallow hit him, the man was as cold as many years ago, and the traces of the years were carved on his handsome face, a little more vicissitudes, calm and introverted.
As he grows older, this man has lost his anger of the past, like the ancient wine brewed by the years, and his rich and restrained charm has not diminished the past. is as beautiful as him, but it's a pity that he is in the prime of life, but he has a full head of gray hair.
She approached him, the man's eyes did not move, he still looked straight at the painting bone building, there was no light in his eyes, and he was as silent as four waters.
When you see her, there will be no emotional ups and downs.
He looks like this, I am afraid that there is nothing in the world that makes him happy, and no one can make him have waves in his eyes anymore.
Years of bitterness and loneliness have made bitter wine in the bottom of his heart, and only plum like wine can make him move a little emotional.
She handed over the wine jar dug out of the yard: "The spring breeze is cold, drink something to warm up." ” Waiting here all day long, refusing to eat, sooner or later emptying out the body.
Shen Changan didn't pick it up, his eyes looked directly at the painting bone building, and his thin lips moved rarely: "She......
Are you okay?
” It was the first time in two months that he had spoken.
She would occasionally come to persuade him, but he always stood still like a cold sculpture, as if he had not heard her words.
He refused to say a word.
I want to use this silence to tell her that there is no need to persuade her.
I thought it was because I smelled the bitter smell of medicine, and finally it was difficult to be silent, so I opened my mouth.
He has too many things to say to Mei Rujiu, but he doesn't have a word, he wants to say it to her purple clothes, should he say that this man is unkind?
No matter how you count it, she was also the person he brought out back then, so there is always a little bit of master-servant affection.
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It is estimated that this person has been in a high position for many years, and many emotions have been depressed, leaving the last remaining affection to a person who does not return.
It's sad!
"Miss is fine, I drank the medicine and fell asleep."
Ziyi was a little to blame him, although he couldn't bear it, he didn't want to say more to him, and persuaded lightly: "King Han, go back, Miss let me tell you, I won't see you in this life, and it's futile to wait." ” After speaking, he turned around to go back to the painting bone building, walked a few steps and turned back, sighed and said: "That jar of wine, it was made by the young lady who picked the plum blossoms herself, you take it away, it is a thought after all." ” The purple-clothed figure disappeared behind the door, the mottled Zhu door was closed, the twilight gradually deepened, and the wind on the mountain was colder, leaving him standing in the cold wind.
The heart throbbed for a while, and gradually became an overturning trend, penetrating deep into the bone marrow.
He bent down in pain, and finally picked up the black jar tremblingly, and hugged it tightly in his heart, the black robe was light, and the coldness of the jar came from his heart, and the pain was lightened.
There was only coldness and pain left in his body, and in the erosion of the night, he lost his mind and recited the sentence: "I don't see this life, I don't see ...... in this life."
The man left the Bone Building with empty steps and walked into the vast darkness.