Chapter Eighty-Three: In the Mirror
The blood on his fingers condensed into beads and splattered into bewitching blood flowers.
I was so scared that I trembled a little, and it felt like a knife slicing open my chest, and every inch of my breath was pulling at the meridians, and the tingling sensation hit me little by little......
The pungent blood irritated him, and his face was full of astonishment and fear, and at the moment there was no room for me to justify anything, and he must have just avoided in the dark and could hear it clearly.
At this time, Jun Yu saw me in such a panicked appearance, and smiled successfully, and the sarcasm in his eyes was clear to me. I don't know when I became so vulnerable.
This inch of soil was soaked with the blood of several corpses, and the stench was emanatory, and I had no choice but to wipe the stains on my hands, trembling and walking towards Junyu.
He heard the familiar footsteps, but he was terrified, and he shook his head and stepped back.
My daily worries finally came, and sure enough, it came unexpectedly. People say that evil is rewarded with evil, and those who do many evil deeds will get a stable end.
It was like a nightmare, and it took me revenge completely.
I woke up from a nightmare, the horror and trepidation that had come with it was not gone, and the sweat soaked the thin shirt on my body.
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the wind is clear and the bamboo shadow is quiet, and a few pieces of rice paper have been blown off on the bookcase leaning against the window lattice, and the paper is painted with a smiling girl.
What is there to be afraid of in dreams, let alone this kind of dream within a dream, how can Ah Luo treat me like a snake and scorpion.
I looked at the person lying next to me, I don't know when he came home, and then he held me tightly in his arms and I couldn't move. The smell of his bosom tickled me to sleep comfortably again.
However, he was dripping with sweat and was very uncomfortable. Don't want me to wake him up with a twist.
“...... Huh?"
A thick snort hit my hair, and I was afraid that he would get out of bed and throw me out the door. I glared guilty and looked up at him.
A hidden light appeared in his eyes little by little, and the hair of the person in front of him casually looped around his neck and fell to his shoulders and chest. He was wrapped in a white undershirt, and his whole body was flawless, and most of his chest was exposed under the sagging.
He hugged me to his chest. After waking up, his face was ruddy again, like a dewed flower.
He hugged me tighter, and before I could be strangled to gasp and complain, his fingers touched me and I was stunned.
"Why do you sweat so much?"
I rubbed his fair and tender chest, blushing with shame.
He sighed, and then touched me to be soaked and sweating, and smiled helplessly. Without saying a word, he unhurriedly ripped off my clothes to dissipate the heat.
I did stop sweating, but my face became redder.
Ah Luo hugged me and slept soundly, with thick and long eyelashes.
I felt awkward because I was naked, and I couldn't close my eyelids, so I had to lie down on his chest and touch his white skin and tender flesh......
It rained lightly for several days, day and night, and the weather became more and more humid and cold.
The trees were full of green leaves and green branches hanging their heads and being beaten, and the pavilion hidden in the ** shrubs in the distance was completely invisible in the rain.
The cobblestones in front of the house were polished to a smooth surface, and the palm-sized plantain was yellow, and it seemed to have withered.
Neither of us can get out of the house, and mushrooms will grow on my head in about two days.
Juntong stood by the door, listening to the drizzle splashing, the rain blending with the dark blue sky, and I don't know what he meditated.
His face was solemn, and he was really thinking about something.
At this time, I sat on the floor with the clay bucket in my hand, and the sound of the rain did not disturb my thoughts, and soon the clay sculpture in my hand took shape.
I'm really ingenious. The clay figure is slender and straight, the waist is curved, the sideburns are low and obliquely inserted into the jasper hairpin, the waist is long and the silk is attached to the slim-sleeved robe, the skirt is pleated like the moon, and a pair of jade feet are hidden.
Under my careful carving, this beauty's eyebrows are like autumn wind bamboo willows, indifferent like glass.
Jun Tong saw me pounding and became curious. I was a little embarrassed to see me carving the clay figurines on my hands while looking at him.
After taking a closer look at the clay figurine I had made, he glared at it, pointed at it and asked me, "Why did you carve me into a woman?"
He was furious. You want to come up and beat me up.
I shook my head and said perfunctorily: "It's just that I can't think of what kind of skin to carve for this beauty, so as to match her posture." ”
"After thinking about it, I had to borrow your dough ......"
Junyun: ......
Playing with the clay figurine has spent all these rainy times, but a few days of humidity finally made its life pathetic and turned into a ball of mud without paying attention.
I threw it into the rain and disappeared with the water.
I myself am physically strong and not susceptible to cold and disease, but my body is not immune to rain and cold. I heard him cough occasionally, and I knew that I should take good care of him.
In the evening, I boiled a bowl of hot ginger soup to ward off the cold, and I brought it to feed him intimately. But his eyes were still fixed on the scroll, and he said that the little things were not enough.
He refused to drink the ginger soup, and in a fit of rage, I threw away the book in his hand, and his face was shocked.
Before he could open his mouth to resist, I pulled him by the hem of his shirt and pressed him against the wall, and he was probably a little afraid to be honest and motionless.
So the ginger soup in the bowl was fed into his mouth by I spoonful. He felt helpless and amused, and waited until I had finished my last bite and was relieved, at which point he chuckled.
His soft lips touched my cold cheeks, and I bowed my head silently, and in a moment I became entangled with his lips, and the sound of wind and rain tugging at my heartstrings, this greedy and gentle entanglement lasted forever.
After the rain, the sky was clear, and the withered banana leaves dried the dampness on the body, and the warm sun finally dispersed the cold of the past few days.
When the weather was good, I became more and more lazy, and I didn't know what day it was. Every time he raised his eyes, he always saw Jun Tong looking out at the world outside, he was barely wrapped in a wide robe, and his whole mind was sucked by the light shining in.
I'm a little worried about his mood changes these days. Xu is leisure and insipidity made him unhappy, and after tasting these tastes, he knew what he wanted most.
He was so unhappy, and I was unhappy too. He may have figured out that the most suitable life for him is the life of the Jun family, so he often thinks about his past self.
Hanging on the eaves at dusk, he sat outside the bamboo hut with me in his arms.
On this occasion, we talked about the time we spent together as children.
I said it consciously or unconsciously.
"I never wanted to tie you up, what you want, just do it yourself......"
"I will support you ......"
He rubbed my shoulders and smiled gently, his gaze falling on the mountains in the distance.
It was a long night, and I pretended to sleep soundly, with the curtains of my bed brushing my face, and the candles burning until I got up in the morning.
I opened my eyes and never saw him standing by the door looking into the distance in a daze.
The wood sandalwood wafted, and my heart fluttered slightly.
I sat alone on the stone steps at the door, and sat until the golden glow rose and fell out of the mountain, and I was still alone.
I smiled helplessly, and anyway, he would be happy now.
......
When my mind cleared up a little, I didn't know how many days later, the scorching sun was dazzling, and I opened my eyes in a trance.
The floor was cold and hard, and I slept with a sore back, and when I got up, four or five wine jars under my feet almost tripped me.
I'm thinking about exchanging these jars for money, and then some more wine.
The floor was not as comfortable as the bed, and now I slept again, but from the floor to the bed.
I don't know what time it is, this heart is hesitant.
The only consolation was that I could still be with him in my dreams.
In my dreams, I shackled him, so that he only saw me every day, so that he could not be free.
I modeled a clay figure in his image, and I showed it to him when I found it interesting. He didn't lift his eyes, and the cold color on his face made my heart chuckle.
Luckily, it was a dream, and I wouldn't have restrained him to make him unhappy and disgusted with me.
The medicine I asked for would allow him to see some clearly, but all he could see was a blur. I've always wanted him to see what I am.
"I know you're scared ......"
"I won't hurt you. ”
My voice trembled, "Because I love you." ”
He smiled contemptuously, noncommittal about it, not believing the slightest thing.
"You killed my dearest relatives, how many lives of the Jun family have broken your hands, but you have no remorse. ”
"How could I love you......"
The snow had been blocked out of the doors and windows, but the whistling sound couldn't stop breaking in, and I was patient enough to endure the heart that was gradually detached from my body.
I put down a decoction for him to cure his eyes.
"You can see something, snow, bamboo shadows, and rolling mountains......"
"I'm glad that when you're completely well, I'll take you to see the new plums in the plum garden. ”
Without waiting for his response, I walked away in amusement.
I received a letter, and the eyeliner I put down actually said that Junyu was probably not dead.
After thinking about it, I was very scary to think about it.
At the beginning, I was determined to come down, but since Junyu was so afraid of me, I left. However, Jun Yu not only sent people to hunt me down every day, but also secretly killed his own brother.
When Junyu was dying, fortunately I saved him, but he believed in his brother.
I made up my mind that even though he hated me so much, I would keep him by my side, both to protect him and to satisfy my own selfishness.
Protect him for a while, but you can't protect him for a lifetime. If he wants to live well, he must cut off the source of evil.
I tried my best to kill Jun Yu, and the Liuyu Pavilion and the Jun clan were in chaos without a leader for a while.
In less than two months, the infighting in the Liuyu Pavilion continued, and I secretly added fuel to the fire, and finally it was time to crumble. I destroyed it once, but I just released Xingliuyue, and he moved much faster than I thought.
Junyu is dead, Liuyu Pavilion is gone, and I have no contact with the Jun family. Junyu and I should have a stable future.
Later, when he learned that I had killed his brother and made a mess of the Jun family, he was even more afraid of me and disgusted with me.
"Your paintings are all made of flowers and herbs, and the fragrance in the paintings is really extraordinary. ”
"The fragrance is only a short-term retention, and the fragrance spreads quickly, like a mirror. ”
I remembered a long, long time ago, when the two of us sat down and talked freely, and at that time he probably liked me a little.