Chapter Eighty-Six: Her Pain, His Pain 1
You know, I don't like the sentimentality and nostalgia for the past in your eyes when you look at me, it's a world I can't go back to, and she left you there alone. And you, don't want to come out.
I put the thin blanket on my hand and gently covered him, his eyelashes moved, and he woke up, but his eyes were clouded, he looked at me in a daze, reached out and touched my eyebrows, and said:
"Ziyan, is that you?"
The most immediate consequence of what he said was that I put away the thin blanket and went back to bed to sleep, ignoring him and not even telling him a complete word the next day. Following behind him, looking at his tall back, I felt burned and discouraged from time to time.
Xiyang, your original intention of going to Licheng was really stupid!
When I drink water, when I eat, when I walk and kick a stone, I will curse myself like this.
Look at him, his face doesn't change, his expression is calm, it's just you who is sulking.
He and I sat on the ox cart to Licheng, and I lay on my back on the hay in the cart and looked at the blue sky, the air was slightly cold. Mu Cheng beside him suddenly said:
"If we don't go to Licheng now, and instead take the path to the bank of the Meijiang River, we can also leave Xirong, go straight to Xiqian, and find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to escape from the world, and those troubled and complicated worldly things have nothing to do with you and me, okay?"
"Can you hide? Mu Cheng, as long as you have you, you can't hide from anything!" I angrily refused.
Mu Cheng was silent for a long time before he said:
"I think I know what you want when you come to Licheng. ”
This person is really very capable, even my aunt and grandmother don't know why they came to Licheng, he actually knows! I was so angry that I kept a face and stopped talking to him.
Licheng gives me a lot of the feeling of Mianyuan, but the latter is more prosperous. Although it has been controlled by Yiluo's army, Licheng does not seem to be affected much, because there is a mutual market, there are many merchants who come and go, there are many people selling medicinal herbs, leather goods and horses, and there are also some small stalls selling food and knick-knacks. Mu Cheng pulled me forward quickly, and I almost bumped into the child holding the rock sugar gourd in my hand without paying attention, he pulled me into his arms without a trace, and said with a smile:
"The nature of the country is easy to change, and your habit of joining in the fun has not changed. ”
I ignored his teasing, took his hand pitifully, and said, "Mu Cheng, I'm hungry." ”
He was stunned for a moment, as if he remembered something, and then his eyes were as warm as spring water, and he asked me with a smile:
"What do you want to eat?" dumplings, buns or noodles?"
"Dumplings, I want to eat the stuffing made of fresh bamboo shoots. As soon as I sat down, I said, "Is there one here?"
He looked at me, his eyes were deep, and he stopped talking, and called out to the stall owner who sold dumplings, and the stall owner smiled and said:
"Guest officer, it's winter, and there are no fresh bamboo shoots here in Licheng. Radish, shredded and leeks, you name it. ”
"No leeks!" I said at the same time as him.
"Okay, is it okay to have a three-threaded radish and a turnip?"
The look of surprise on Mu Cheng's face was fleeting, he nodded, and after a while, the dumplings were ready and held.
"You don't like to eat leeks?" I asked him, eating dumplings.
He pushed the small bowl of aged vinegar in front of me, "Dip it in vinegar, don't get tired." ”
I tried this way of eating, and sure enough, it had a different flavor.
I blindly buried my head in hard eating, and after eating a large plate, I found that his chopsticks had not moved, I was a little uncomfortable, and said:
"You're so boring, even if you're not hungry, you have to pretend to be salivating, otherwise where do people have an appetite?
He was deeply amused and asked me, "Do you not have to pay the bill when you are a companion? If you are the owner of the money, then why should I salivate?"
"The two of you are in a really good mood! Especially you, Mu Cheng, I am here to support the overall situation, but you are leisurely and leisurely as a guest!" A cold voice sounded behind me, I was still biting the dumplings in my mouth, and when I heard the words, I turned around and looked, I was stunned, and even the dumplings in my mouth fell to the ground.
I have never seen such a charming face, black hair and thick eyebrows, a pair of peach blossom eyes, the bridge of the nose is straight with a bit of delicateness, and there is still a thin cherry lips, the lines of the whole face are not as rough as ordinary men, but look enchanting and handsome. Dressed in black splendid clothes, he looked even more thin and straight, and beside him was a horse covered in white snow, holding its noble head high, and snorting impatiently.
"Who are you?" I asked, "you've disturbed me eating dumplings." ”
This uninvited guest froze for a moment, and when he stretched out his hand to pull the disguised beard on Mu Cheng's face, Mu Cheng avoided it silently. He asked Mu Cheng dissatisfiedly:
"You almost lost your life when you went to Xijon, just to find such a stupid person?"
Mu Cheng stood up, took my hand, looked at him and said word by word:
"Xingnan, she is your sister. ”
"How come?!" Sima Xingnan and I said incredulously as we pointed at each other at the same time.
"Don't be kidding, when did I have a brother who looks like a woman?"
"Listen, she's just a voice like it, and she looks a little like it, but she doesn't even recognize me, how can she be my sister?" Sima Xingnan was so angry that his handsome face turned white, "Mu Cheng, shouldn't you have fallen for Helian Yue, Li Daitao stiffly pointed at the deer as a horse, right?!"
"We'll go back and talk about it. Mu Cheng calmly took my hand, put down a small ingot of silver and took me away.
When I arrived at the official office, Jia Zhigang, the city guard, came out to greet him, and saw the two great gods with gloomy faces, and did not dare to slack off, so he hurriedly asked the maid to take me down to freshen up, I glanced back at Mu Cheng, he smiled comfortingly at me, and my heart was a little steady.
After bathing, he put on a thick cotton jacket and skirt, and as soon as he walked out of the wing, he saw Sima Xingnan leaning on the mahogany pillar in the verandah opposite the wing.
He looked at me without speaking, his eyes full of banter and ridicule were now clear, and those eyes were filled with inquisitive and forbearance. I walked up to him, raised my hand to his gaze, and said:
"Hey, you're coming back, what are you looking at?"
"Look at you. He said, his gaze fixed on my face, "Mu Cheng told me...... That stupid fellow, how can he just admit to death! What is there to be nostalgic for a woman who has forgotten him? If you are really my sister, I don't know what to say about you. ”
"You...... Miss your sister so much, right?" this stinky little ghost looks to be at most eighteen years old.
His gaze became strange, and he said to me angrily, "I don't want her, I hate her." Let my father and mother be heartbroken, let me worry about my stomach, like a bad guy who always wants to find his own father to report his false hatred, and I don't even want my life for him, you say, such a person should not be hated!"
I looked at him, I don't know when my eyes were slightly red, I just felt that this hard-hearted person said these words were actually more aggrieved and distressed than blamed. Is he really my brother?
"Are you mad at her? Shall I hug you for her?"
Before he could react, I opened my arms and hugged him gently, he was not the only one who wanted to know the answer, and I wanted to know it too. I want to know what it feels like to be connected by blood, and I want to know if I feel familiar with him. He sighed, and said in a thick nasal voice as if he had taken off his heavy armor:
"Meizi, Meibao, sister, are you back?" he stretched out his hand to hug me and muttered, "Do you remember how many years you haven't hugged me like this......?"
There was a torrent of voices rushing through my mind, and many fragments rushed through in an instant. On a hot summer day, the little boy was fiddling with a maze of small pebbles under the shade of the thick boxwood trees, and the girl came up to him and grabbed him:
"Read these books all day long, aren't you afraid of bad brains? Come, my sister will teach you to catch fish, and I will wait for them by the Xuanbi Lake!"
"Don't bother me!" the little boy waved her hand impatiently, flipping through the book full of epigrams.
"I always read this kind of heavenly book, and I don't want to become an immortal, why do you make yourself look like a little old man!" she laughed dryly, "Grandpa Xing taught me the shadowless leg method, do you want to appreciate it?"
She kicked the maze of stones in three strokes and divided five by two, and the little boy's eyes were red, and he rushed forward to pull her and yelled: "Stinky plum, see if I don't beat you?!"
After the fight, the little boy still did not get rid of his hatred, and sat on the ground and cried.
The girl knew that she was wrong, and handed him the handkerchief, and he pushed it away angrily. She drooped her head, leaned over in a flattering manner, and said:
"Sinan doesn't cry or cry, is it okay for my sister to hug you?"
......
My head cracked and hurt again, cold sweat broke out, my body was weak, the hand holding him hung down, he was startled, and hurriedly hugged me and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why is your face so bad?"
Mu Cheng rushed to the scene when he heard the sound, picked me up and rushed into the inner room to put me on the bed, and said sharply to Bai Xuan, who was following him: "Let Lu Siqing come immediately, quickly!"
He sat on the edge of the bed and watched me covering my head in pain, gritted his teeth and turned his head to stare at Sima Xingnan and asked:
"What did you say to her?!"
"I ...... Didn't say anything...... Sima Xingnan also became nervous, "What's wrong with her?"
"Xiyang, Xiyang, relax," he hugged me into his arms, pressed my hands, and gently pressed the fingers of the other hand against my temples, "Is it painful here? ”
Seeing my cold sweat getting bigger and bigger, he calmly wiped my sweat, "Xiyang, don't think about anything, don't force yourself, you are good for anyone, you know?"
His eyes were covered with a shallow mist, and somehow my heart ached at once, and as his head became more and more groggy and groggy, he gradually lost his image, and heard only the sound of footsteps hurrying towards him, and the man shouted to me in disbelief:
"Auntie?"
Put a slightly cool finger on my wrist, and then the man lit a very strange-smelling incense and put it down on the tip of my nose, smelled it a few times, and felt that the invisible force pressing on my heart had decreased a lot, I gasped slightly, and the man wiped the cold sweat off my forehead and began to apply needles for me.
Time passed bit by bit, it was so long, I don't know how long it took, I tried to open my eyes and look at Lu Siqing who was dressed in white, he breathed a long sigh of relief, smiled at me and said:
"Auntie, long time no see. ”
I shook my head, I don't know why.
"I'm Lu Siqing, my aunt doesn't remember me? He brought me the unburned incense to smell, "You take two tranquilizers, get a good night's sleep, and wake up." ”