Chapter Thirty-Three: The Shadow Is Steep
"Say, what is your purpose in approaching me?"
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It's as if I've never known the person in front of me before.
The smile on Rong Yi's jade-like face began to dissipate like quicksand.
A cool breeze swept by, and the clouds above the blue sky suddenly moved over, blocking the daylight in the courtyard, leaving only a dark shadow.
"Su Jian, why do you say that?"
His face was a little pale, and when he heard Su Jian ask, he asked her in a hoarse voice.
"Because you've been lying to me all along, it's all just a scene you've arranged, and of course, you've managed to fool everyone. ā
"Yes. ā
Rong Yi sighed, a smile appeared on his face, and said in a light tone.
Su Jian was a little shocked, she didn't want him to admit it so quickly.
She thought to herself, a person like him with a seven-trick exquisite heart, with so many calculations hidden in his heart, he almost had to make up one, two, three, quibble, one, two, three, and even use his usual tricks to fool people, take advantage of his unique advantages, with a little white face, pretend to be an innocent and kind young man, and then come to win her sympathy and trust.
But he didn't.
She really didn't expect him to be so happy.
Su Jian paused for a long time, and then it wasn't until she noticed that she seemed to have been silent for too long that she slowly spoke, "Then what are you for?"
While asking this question, she also silently guessed in her heart, what would a person like him do all his best to think about?
Su Jian thought about many possibilities, but she thought that the reliable ones might be to compete for fame and fortune.
People like him who were born with a golden key since he was a child, there have been a large group of servants around him since he was born, and he should have never been worried about material things, the ancients often said that they are full of warmth and thought *** material things are available, and people begin to be dissatisfied with the status quo and want to find some other things, for example, fame and fortune.
Su Jian thought that Rong Yi's answer should be similar to what she guessed, and she waited to hear him say it himself, but Rong Yi didn't answer.
She saw that his face was as warm as jade fat and suddenly darkened, and a gust of wind swept by, blowing away the clouds in the sky, and the gentle sunlight sprinkled the whole courtyard with gold, but the darkness on his face seemed to be magnified several times, as if the darkness of the moment had been transferred to his face, and condensed into a solid sorrow.
Su Jian looked at his expression and couldn't speak, she seemed to have a feeling of guilt, feeling as if she had made a big mistake.
Su Jian fell silent again, she was silent for a moment, and opened her mouth slightly to say something, but at this time Rong Yi got up.
He slowly got up from the ground, because he was badly wounded in the chest, so every time he moved, blood spilled from the corners of his lips, but he only frowned slightly, as if the injury was only a very slight injury.
He stood still, patted the dust and pink cherry blossom petals on his body with difficulty, and then hobbled towards the attic.
Su Jian looked at his back and felt a little steep and cold. Reminds her of a cold plum tree in the cold spring this year, one day the wind blew very strongly, destroying nearly half of the flowers of this cold plum that was not easy to bloom, and then the wind stopped at dusk, and the plum tree finally escaped, but it was also destroyed and half dead.
Su Jian was standing not far from the plum tree and looking at the plum tree, only to see that the afterglow of the setting sun shallow a piece of gold shallow on its body, as if as a comfort, but it was even more lonely.
Hurt alone, lick your wounds alone, and rely on each other alone.
Su Jian felt that the plum tree was not only a plum tree, but also many people who wandered in this ethereal world and depended on him for his life.
At this time, she watched Rong Yi slowly walk into the attic, and suddenly the Hanmei tree under the sunset was clearly replayed in her mind, and she suddenly found that the Hanmei was very similar to Rong Yi.
She watched Rong Yi enter the attic until she couldn't see his staggering figure, and then walked to the rocking chair where Rong Yi had just sat and sat down
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The rocking chair began to shake slightly because it suddenly took the weight of a person, and she sat on it and recalled the scene when she came before, when she saw Rong Ban holding her eyes and sitting comfortably on it.
His face is so delicate that every inch of it seems to have been carefully carved, so that from any angle, it looks like a picture of the most beautiful style.
The most rare thing is his smile, obviously only the corners of his lips are slightly pulled, but it is like a large area of sunlight that spreads out, and it is very gorgeous.
His smile was very pleasant to watch, although she hated him laughing.
She was a little helpless, and she didn't quite understand this distorted arrangement of God.
Why is such a young man as breezy and flowing as a stream, very elegant, very free and easy, and very transparent, but his heart is so dark, like a poisonous scorpion, or a poisonous snake, but maybe these poisons are not worthy of being compared with him.
Su Jian raised his hand and picked up the teacup on a small square table next to the rocking chair, the amber tea soup in the cup swayed slightly, and the green tea leaves in the cup also fluttered at will, like fish swimming freely in the turquoise lake.
The tea in the cup is not yet cold, with just the right temperature, just like Rong Yi's gentle smile like a spring breeze.
She held the cup of tea all the time, letting the temperature spread in the palm of her hand.
She looked at the floating clouds in the sky, and thought extravagantly, how good it would be if her life could be so comfortable and leisurely.
The wind was still blowing, and in an instant, a cloud brought over and took away all the spring light in the courtyard, and then in an instant, it sprinkled the golden sunlight in the courtyard like a grace.
Su Jian felt the sunlight warm her body, and then felt the temperature on her body decrease little by little in the shadows, and then when the last trace of temperature remained, the golden sunlight shone on her slightly cold body like a miracle.
Who would have thought that such a powerful goddess of the four seasons would covet a little bit of temperature and receive the sun's alms.
After a long time, Rong Yi still didn't come out, and the tea had been cold for a long time, but Su Jian's hand kept holding the teacup, I don't know if he was recalling the temperature or forgetting to let go.
As the sun sets, the shadows of the trees are messy.
A gust of wind broke through the wooden door of the house, and then whistled a little unconfidently through the treetops of the cherry tree, and flew away with a few flowers from the cherry blossom tree.
Su Jian stood up from the rocking chair, and her body felt a little stiff and numb after sitting for a long time.
She stretched out her arms, smoothed her slightly rolled up sleeves, glanced at the wind-blown wooden door, and sighed, thinking that it would be windy again tonight.
Su Jian walked out of the door and slowly walked towards the Nameless Palace.
The sunset on the horizon was still there, and the shallow afterglow shone on her back, dyeing her white clothes into a pale gold, and also stretching her shadow for a long time.
There were no tall trees around, only her shadow in the dusk.
When he went back, the little fat man was arguing with Ao Xi, and Su Jian approached them to look, and saw a half-formed machine tiger on the ground, and there were many wood parts scattered around the machine tiger.
After listening to it for a while, Su Jian roughly understood the theme of their quarrel.
The little fat man and Ao Xi probably reconciled, and later the little fat man taught Ao Xi to be a trap beast.
After that, the little fat man prepared the materials and took a little effort to make the trap beast well, but Ao Xi said that he didn't do it well, and directly reached out and dismantled the trap beast in half.
Seeing this, the little fat man didn't agree, so he stopped Ao Xi directly, saying that he didn't understand anything and couldn't do it, so let's learn from him honestly.
Ao Xi naturally didn't agree, still insisted on his own ideas, and argued with the little fat man.
Until now, Su Jian didn't know how long they had been arguing, but guessed that the time should not be short.
The wind was a little stronger, and it blew the parts on the ground and collided, and then almost brought the parts up.
The little fat man and Ao Xi saw that the parts were about to be blown away, so they stopped arguing, bent down together to pick up the parts on the ground and put them in the house.