Chapter 52: No Regrets
Chengyue Tower, the moon god wanted to say goodbye to Xu Xianyue before leaving, but learned from the servants who served Xu Xianyue that she went to Wuxian Shuixuan early in the morning. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The moon god hesitated for a long time and set out on the road to the Unscrupulous Water Xuan.
At this time, the sky changed again, and it was actually pouring heavy snow. It seems that the previous change of color is to pave the way for its arrival.
The mountains and rivers are picturesque, and the snow drifts in the world. The Moon God Village is built by the mountains and rivers, and the Unscrupulous Water Pavilion is located on a small island in the middle of the lake of Liuying Lake. Stepping on the pontoon bridge, the moon god admires the mountains, the water and the snow.
Finally, at the end of the road is a sea of flowers.
Jiao Linghua is actually delicate and difficult to raise, but for some reason, it adapts to the environment of this small island in the middle of the lake, and even in winter, it is proudly blooming.
Xu Xianyue was sitting in the pavilion to rest at this time, she was leaning on the wooden pillar, covered with a thick blanket, and tea was boiled on the stone table in front of her.
The pavilion was windy from all directions, and from time to time snowflakes fell on Xu Xianyue's body, and she didn't feel it.
The moon god walked to the pavilion, picked up the clay pot sitting on the stove, and poured the hot tea soup into the teacup.
There were two teacups on the stone table, and the moon god poured two cups.
Sitting and standing, neither of them spoke, and when the tea gradually turned cold, the moon god picked up a cup and presented it to Xu Xianyue: "Aunt has always been the most astute." ”
Xu Xianyue stared at the hand of the moon god and did not take the teacup. The moon god's face remained unchanged, his hands were placed there steadily, and the tea in the cup did not move at all.
After a long time, Xu Xianyue sighed: "I can't even keep you......"
She took the tea soup without a trace of warmth and drank it all.
The moon god relaxed and sat down on the cold stone bench to pour another cup of cold tea on the table into his stomach.
"When I learned that my sister had died, I couldn't wait to die immediately, and accompany her to the Yellow Spring, but there is still you." Xu Xianyue looked at the moon god, her eyes were clear, "It's just that there is still you." ”
"The moon god thanks his aunt for her kindness."
This sentence unexpectedly made Xu Xianyue smile: "Moon God, I only hate me when you have never been." But I don't want you to come to me. ”
"The moon god only hates himself in this life, and he will never dare to hate his aunt." Lifting the clay pot again, the moon god added a cup of hot tea for Xu Xianyue.
The snow dances, and the island in the middle of the lake is covered in silver in an instant. Xu Xianyue looked at the snowflakes floating in the sky and exclaimed: "It's so beautiful!" ”
"The first time I saw the girl, I thought how good it would be if she could be the wife of the moon god."
On the day of the sixteenth birthday of the moon god, Xu Xianyue deliberately got up early and made longevity noodles for the moon god. In Tanhua Kingdom, when the child is 16 years old, the mother will make a bowl of longevity noodles for the child, praying that God will bless the child with a long life. And after the child eats longevity noodles, it means that he is an adult. This custom is followed from the mother of a nation to the peasant women of the villages.
However, until the face was cold, the moon god did not appear, Xu Xianyue could not find the moon god, nor could he find Mu Qing. But she remembered that he was not in the village on the moon god's birthday two years ago, so she was relieved.
I thought he was just going out of the village for a walk and would come back in the evening, and that bowl of noodles would not hurt to redo it at night.
But I didn't want to, and it wasn't until two months later that the moon god returned, still with a young girl.
The girl had bright eyes and a clever smile, and she was a stunning beauty, and the moon god followed her with a smile on her face.
Suddenly, Xu Xianyue shed tears, covered her face and walked away.
Although the moon god often cried when he was young, he also laughed a lot, but after he was ten years old, he had no expression anymore. Seeing the smile of the moon god, Xu Xianyue suddenly realized that he had not shown a smile for six years.
That girl is Zhongli Xueyan.
At this time, the moon god smiled again, the smile was so dazzling that it almost burned Xu Xianyue's eyes: "Hongyan, naturally she is the best woman in the world." ”
"My aunt is just like the world, it's all wrong. Me and Hongyan are by no means men and women. She has her home, I have my ......"
The rest of the words disappeared into the wind, leaving only a soft sigh.
"Before the heavenly operator died, he said to me, I was twenty-four years old and had a catastrophe, a catastrophe of life and death, I was ignorant at the beginning, and I didn't need to worry about everything, but now, ten years have passed, and I am full of distracting thoughts, but I am attached to this Momo Hongchen."
Xu Xianyue drank all the tea in the cup, added tea to herself, and poured a cup for the moon god with her backhand: "I know, I have no reason to stop you." Luna, you've had a hard time this year, but it's finally coming to an end. I'm waiting for you in the village, if you still have a return period, from now on you accompany the Tai Junyan, the ends of the world, I don't care. I will also leave here to find a place to grow old. If you die, I will collect your bones and take you to your sister. ”
"I'm tired of seeing this lonely world."
He also looked down on the life and death of the moon god.
"Have you ever regretted meeting your mother?"
The moon god suddenly wondered: "If it was at the beginning, my aunt grew up in the cold palace, and when it came to the time of marriage, with the identity of the eldest princess, she would definitely have a happy relationship." ”
"If I can't meet my sister, why should I come to this world for a walk?"
Xu Xianyue's answer seemed to be out of the moon god's expectations, and it seemed that it was only what he expected.
The snow is getting heavier and heavier, as if to cover the heavens and the earth, Xu Xianyue asked: "The weather is unfavorable, do you still want to go?" ”
The moon god nodded lightly: "Naturally, I want to go, and if I delay it any longer, I'm afraid that Hongyan won't be able to wait." If this goes well, I'll be back when the spring flowers bloom next year. ”
"What if it doesn't go well?"
Xu Xianyue asked about life and death, but her tone was plain, she really didn't look like her closest elders.
The moon god looked at the fluttering snow: "If it doesn't go well, you must also be free and free from now on." Xu just, I can't escape this catastrophe, and I want to die in Tanhua. ”
"In my life, I am destined to be unfulfilled, but in retrospect, it is also wonderful."
Xu Xianyue sneered: "Bastard thing, he would praise himself like this." As soon as this sentence landed, she changed her expression again, and her face darkened: "If there is another person to support you to grow up, if you meet those people earlier, maybe you should be more happy and proud in this life." ”
"So far, there are no regrets."
The moon god stood up, finally added a cup of tea for Xu Xianyue, and left in the snow like this.
In Xu Xianyue's ears, he heard the last words of the moon god: "I only hope that the moon god will go, and there is still a time to return." My aunt was buried in the dust, and she should think about the rest of her life. ”
It's time to think about it for the rest of your life......
Watching the back of the moon god walking farther and farther away in the snow, Xu Xianyue stared at the tea in the cup and muttered to herself: "But there is still such a day?" ”
Maybe there is, maybe there isn't.
Closing her eyes, the past and the past passed by, and in a trance, she seemed to see the moon god, familiar, unforgettable or unseen pictures, intertwined together, and in this way, he composed of his absurd half life.