Kangxi 54 years of the tenth day of the fifth month

The coxaculus in front of him seems to grow thicker, and the round leaves on the top of the head are still green, and there is no frost red and yellow.

The fingertips stroked the handwriting on the tree pattern, and it was no longer as clear as before, as if someone had scratched it with a knife blade. The heart, which I had carved on the outside of my name, was no longer shapeless, revealing the brownish-white veins of the inner layer, which were soaked in rain and darkened in color, becoming more and more mottled.

The year I left, it wasn't like this, and in four years, everything changed.

Through the fine rain and dense gaps in the round leaves, I looked up at the thin light gray sky and black cumulus clouds behind the leaves, not as blue and clear as in the morning, but more like the dullness of the seabed. Try to imagine that it is different from the sea, and perhaps, I would be better suited to return to the sea to which I have long been accustomed and should not have returned.

Cover the words with the palm of your hand that cannot be seen, and put your forehead against the trunk of the tree, and do not look at it again.

Yinzhen ......

The ring is gone, the handwriting is messed up, the heart is gone, and everything is changing. Whether our love is the same, it's easy to say that it's gone, and it can't be found.

There were fine stones in the soil, and it was a slight pain when it was wet and grinding on the fingertips. There was a very light footstep behind me, I paused and shook my head and smiled, still keeping my head down and continuing to work the small dirt pit, and after a while I remembered to stretch out my hand to the person behind me, "Xingjiu, lend me your short knife." ”

There was no sound except for a drizzle of rain that continued to penetrate the land.

I don't think a Japanese samurai would tolerate me using his blade to dig in the earth, so let's use my hands, just do it. As for the golden hairpins and ruyi wrapped in satin, although they will be buried in the soil in a while, I am reluctant to let them cover them with another layer of dust.

"Yue'er ......"

The voice that I often hear in my dreams sounded behind itself, as if doubtful as if it were certain, very light, and it echoed in the empty woods, and it was so clear that it was so clear.

He came, how could he come, didn't he follow Kangxi to escape the summer outside?

I squatted stiffly in place, watching my fingertips still sunk into the dirt with wet mud, and clenched the satin bag in my palm.

The footsteps approached, but I didn't dare to look back or move, until I was hugged tightly from behind, I couldn't breathe out of my chest, and the arm around my chest pressed my heart even more.

The hat on his head slipped back, and the rain hit his face, and he gently rubbed his slightly wet cheeks through the scattered slightly wet hair. Does this man have a beard? It's not as hard as it used to be, but it's a strange feeling that rubs against my chin with a slight itch.

It's been four years, and I don't know what he's become.

Even if I had imagined it countless times, I couldn't piece his face together in my mind at this time, whether it was happy or angry, it was blank. Only the real damp warmth enveloped me tightly, mixed with a hint of sandalwood, familiar and unfamiliar.

There were no words, no movements, and we squatted under this coggywood tree. In front of the mud-splashed white embroidered shoes was a small half-dug pit filled with rainwater, and in my hand I was clutching the memories I wanted to bury in.

His lips were still thin, and the cool and moist softness swept across the side of my face and stayed in my ears, whispering hoarsely with a sigh into my ears. I tensed up immediately, like a cold wind suddenly blowing through my collar as a drizzle of rain blew into my collar. The subconscious struggle only made him hold tighter, and he couldn't escape or hide.

"Smile?"

It seems that there is a sense, Xingjiu actually came, whether he saw Yinzhen enter the maple forest, or saw that I didn't go out for a long time to worry, I have no way of knowing, I only know that he is coming, maybe I can leave.

Yin Zhen also heard it, his body froze for a moment, and the chest, thighs, and arms wrapped around my chest against my body became tense, and the gentleness just now was gone, and I could barely feel his breathing.

This silence made me suddenly remember the almost crazy man on the boat, as if he could destroy him. Before he had time to think about it, he quickly got out from under his clenched arms, turned around and ran towards Xingjiu not far away. I don't know what I'm hiding, I miss him so much, but I'm still too timid to face it.

Xingjiu held an umbrella above my head, supported me who was running and gasping, glanced behind me, and looked down at me without speaking.

I didn't know if he was still squatting under that tree, and what he would think of my behavior, and I couldn't think about it, so I pushed away Xingjiu's hand and hurriedly walked out of the forest. The meeting was not in my plan, nor did I anticipate this possibility. I'm just coming back to keep a promise, alone.

It's just that I didn't expect our third eight-year covenant to be so lively, not only for a long time, but also for another person.

Under the lakeside pavilion, which was still beautiful in the rain and mist, stood a beautiful woman, who seemed to be holding a child in her arms.

The girls of that year really grew up, and their bodies were more graceful, and they were not affected in the slightest because of giving birth. The bright green was worn on her, more beautiful and more charming, after being a wife and a mother.

Didn't she come with Yinzhen? Isn't she waiting for him here? What are you stopping me from? I don't even want to see Yinzhen, let alone her, why do people always want to influence my will or actions.

Looking at the young woman holding the young girl in front of me, I couldn't avoid it, so I had to stop. A faint fragrance wafted from her body, like the sandalwood fragrance that I was familiar with on Yinzhen's body.

Her girl was very careful to hold the umbrella behind the station, even if she stood in the rain, she didn't let the raindrops fall lightly on her. She didn't look at me when she blocked me, she just lowered her head and whispered softly to the young girl in her arms. Very beautiful little girl, with jet-black pupils very similar to Yinzhen, and the slightly picky apricot kernel eyes are like enough for her mother, full of beauty embryo.

"Embroider to Fujin to say goodbye, Fujin auspicious. ”

She didn't crouch, not even the slightest, but she stood straight in front of me, looking me straight in the eye. In this case, why bother to say goodbye, there is no tea to honor me, and I have no red envelopes to reward her.

"I haven't seen you for many years, how is Fu Jin'an?" Nian Xiuwen had a bright smile in his eyes, and patted his palm on the child's shoulder, carefully caring.

Slightly raised the corners of her lips and smiled at her, and she was heard to continue to talk to herself, "The embroidery should have been a gift to Fu Jin when she married Yinzhen, but you happened to be not in the house at that time, but I didn't expect to be lucky enough to meet here, and it is not a rude to make up for it today." I don't know if Fu Jin has ever seen Yinzhen, he just entered the forest. ”

Yinzhen ...... I had never heard of him, but it was the first time I had heard his name gently called out from the mouth of a woman other than me, and my heart was inexplicably entangled.

Clenched the satin bag in his hand, and the palm of the silky satin cloth was still stinged by the hairpin. I still looked at her without blinking, smiling.

She seemed to be nailed to the ground and didn't plan to leave, nor did she plan to let me go, let alone go into the forest to find the father of the child in her arms, still with a shallow smile on her face, "Is Fujin okay in the past few years? Although he was raised by Yinzhen, and was fortunate to be given by the emperor Ama as his side Fujin, he still did not have the noble identity and status of Fujin, I am afraid that I want to help you fulfill this filial piety, but there is no chance, only to stay in the house to give birth to children for him. ”

Seeing a hint of regret flashing in her eyes, I nodded and chuckled, looked at the child in her arms who was falling asleep with her eyes closed, and whispered, "It's okay." If it's okay, I'll go back first, and you can also take the child back home early. I'm afraid that this rain is going to fall heavily, which is not good for the children. ”

After walking two steps past her, I heard her whisper with a slight sarcasm, "Fu Jin, there is something unclear about the embroidery, and I hope Fu Jin will teach you." Tongjiao Zen Forest is a nun temple, are there any men in and out? If Yinzhen sees this ...... who is following you? Strongman, it's better to say, I'm afraid that the emperor Ama will know, don't say that you will pray for the royal blessing again, I'm afraid it will be your blessing position......"

This little woman has really changed, she is too lazy to cover up her different identities, and she is no longer like poking the most painful corner of my heart from the side.

If she can do this, Yinzhen should be very fond of her, just like later generations guessed. She must have wished that my position in Fujin would not be guaranteed, or did she think that she could take her place?

The golden hairpin and Ruyi in my hand were still in my palm, and I looked down at the white knuckles, and shook my head with a wry smile. Perhaps, this is also fate.

Walking back to her slowly, he carefully placed the satin bag on the child, and saw Yinzhen standing at the edge of the forest not far behind her. Standing straight in black, without an umbrella in the rain, looking at it from a distance, he couldn't see his expression clearly, and his hands seemed to be clenched into fists next to his legs. Looking through the gradual rain, it seems that it is really bearded, similar to what I imagined back then, it is still very clean, but it looks more mature and manly.

When he turned to leave, his soaked feet seemed to have a thousand pounds, and even though he didn't feel very painful in his heart, his mind was in chaos. Xingjiu followed me and gently held my elbow, and seeing that I wanted to break free, he lowered his head and whispered in my ear, "Are you sure you can?" Or do you want to fall to the ground and show them?"

I clutched his sleeve tightly, as if I was still clutching something that already belonged to the embroidery pattern, and I never let go.

Leaving no longer care about the man and woman behind me and their beautiful daughter, Ren Xingjiu helped me put on my hat and put it on the horse's back, clamped the horse's belly, and rushed back to the place where I belonged.

A series of short whistles suddenly sounded behind him, echoing in the mountains and forests for a long time, and I knew that this was the signal of Yinzhen when he was calling the night.

Perhaps, he was not going to chase me when he wanted to take his wife and children home, but I still shook the whip vigorously to make the horses under me run faster, faster.

Perhaps, I just let go, it wouldn't be a big deal to lose a man, at least I could go out again and continue to see my world. Perhaps, because of the loss of a man, my journey through time travel will be more colorful, and I can see more countries that I once wanted to go to in modern times but have not yet had time to go.

Go back, go back to that ocean, and let the journey continue.

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Crawling out of the cold tub, he lay limply on his back on the bed, the sound of the rain still crackling outside the closed window, pounding on the window lattice with great power.

People don't keep people, and the sky keeps people, is it the scene in front of you. He tried to get back to the ship as hard as he could, but was stopped by the increasing downpour.

It seems that this is the first time I have stayed in a Chinese inn in the Qing Dynasty, and it is similar to what I played on TV, even if I go to the room, there is nothing comfortable at all, it is not as good as a modern star hotel, except for the bath barrel and wine and food under the silver appreciation.

The smell of food on the table was unappealing to me, but the smell of wine made me decide to give up my bed. Leaning on the edge of the table, he poured himself a few glasses, effectively removing the cold that had not dissipated, but the empty stomach was burned and hurt terribly.

The familiar sound of the piano was faintly heard in the air, and there was already some sad trill, but it sounded even more sad at this time. It's been a long time, it's almost late at night, aren't you afraid of making noise?

The inn was still quiet, and there was nothing else except the sound of the piano, and since there were no complaints, I would have listened to the music for free. To the staccato and mournful tune of the shamisen, I leaned back to my bed and drank slowly. The sound of the piano faded away, and a pot of wine bottomed out.

In the silent night, there was not a single light except for the occasional flash of thunder and lightning outside the window paper.

Leaning back on the head of the bed with an empty flask, he closed his eyes and tried to melt himself into the darkness. The door slammed so loudly that I sat up straight, and after listening for a while there was no movement.

A white bolt of lightning instantly illuminated the room, and the long figure was reflected behind the door.

I hurriedly put on my coat and held the □□ under the pillow, and walked over quietly, holding my breath and pressing my ear to the crack in the door, so quiet that I could hear nothing but the sound of rain outside the window behind me.

"Okay?"

The door was pushed again, and there was a muffled thud on my temple, and the pain was so painful that I could see the stars twinkle almost instantly.

Flicking the deadbolt and gripping the □□ in my hand, I slammed the door open and pointed my gun at the black figure outside the door.