thirty-one
The mottled memories are now reunited, and the mistakes made in the past should have a result. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
What about all kinds of tribulations?
The coldness in the corners of the eyes and eyebrows, how can it be compared to the lightness and calmness of the floating clouds?
The wall of Zhengqi Villa is not high, ordinary martial artists can jump over, and children and young children can climb over it with a few more stones. It's just that those children often hear adults say how upright and admirable Shi Junzi is, and he is a rough man with thick eyebrows and big eyes who doesn't smile, so they always like to ask him a word when they see the gentle brother in white.
"Did you sneak in too?"
Just like this kid.
"Yes," the child looked like a tiger's head, but his eyes were a little clever, lying on the wall and seeing that he was about to fall, Shi Yanwen looked at Xinxi and smiled and bent his eyes, "I also sneaked in." β
The child was wearing a ponytail, his face was dirty, and his hands and feet were broken, but he didn't feel pain, and he didn't care about his precarious body hanging on the wall, but he was curious and excited, "Uncle, you look so good!" β
But how could Shi Yanwen put him in danger? He raised his hands and said with a smile, "Don't hang up there, come down quickly, I'll pick you up." β
The child nodded vigorously, but the smile on his face was not fully revealed, so he suffered, he looked at Shi Yanwen's snow-white clothes, and then looked at his dirty sleeves, and deflated his nose, "But I'm dirty......"
"It's okay, Uncle is just about to change his clothes."
"I'm still very heavy, my aunt said that I ate too much during the New Year, and she couldn't hold it......"
"It's good to be fat, it looks cute."
After hearing this, the child was a little angry, "I'm not fat!" β
It's all "June day, the child's face", Shi Yanwen secretly said that this is true, "Okay, you are not fat, but if you hang it again, you can't come in and play?" β
Shi Yanwen was in a good mood, even the childish joke sound was used, the child dangled his short legs, hesitated for a moment, and his mind of playing occupied all his thoughts without hindrance, and after looking left and right to make sure that there was no one else, he blinked his eyes and said, "Then I'll jump, if my uncle can't catch it, don't pick it up." β
This is a strong child.
But this probably felt that this gentle uncle's arms were far less powerful than his father's father who chopped wood, so when he jumped down, he did not expect to be unmistakable, he screamed, but his hand was not hurried to protect his head, and he seemed to be quite experienced.
Shi Yanwen looked thoughtfully at the lime that fell from the corner, it did seem to be formed after many times of wear, and couldn't help but shake his head, catching the child who refused to open his eyes, it was indeed a bit heavy.
"Okay."
The child was pleasantly surprised to find that he didn't fall to the ground as usual, and shouted twice happily, and before Shi Yanwen could put the person down, he first slid to the ground like a loach, "Ah! I'll just say that A-Niang lied to me, I'm not serious! β
"What's your name?" Shi Yanwen dusted off the ashes for him, and the kid didn't know where he came from, and his ponytail was wrapped in a layer of spider webs, "Why did you come in here?" β
The child was embarrassed to get up, and stood up obediently, but his eyes wandered from side to side, not knowing what he was looking at, "I just want to come in and have a look, how can there be so many why?" He glared at him again, "What about you?" You're not here to steal, are you? β
Shi Yanwen suddenly laughed, the kid reacted quickly, didn't answer the name, didn't say the purpose, but wanted to trick his words, so he deliberately went back again, "Uncle looks like a thief?" β
"A-Niang said, knowing people and knowing faces but not hearts, good-looking people may not necessarily have good hearts."
"Your aunt is right, in fact, I have the same purpose as you."
The child's eyes widened, "You're here to steal food too?" β
Shi Yanwen was stunned, "...... Are you here to steal food? β
The child looked at him like a fool, "I've seen it, the rooms here are empty, except for clothes, calligraphy and paintings, there is not half a copper." If you're trying to steal money, you're in the wrong place. β
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Shi Yanwen was embarrassed for a moment, not because the Zhengqi Villa was really poor to that extent, and those antiques, calligraphy and paintings were worth half of the savings of ordinary people if they were taken out casually, but because the villa had been patronized by a child for so long, he, the person who stayed in the villa most often, didn't notice it.
Who told them to stay at home very little? This place has now become a stronghold.
The child is a big ghost, and his fleshy palm pulled Shi Yanwen's hand, and said seriously, "Look at you strange and pitiful, let's go, I'll take you to eat, just be a good deed today." β
Shi Yanwen couldn't cry or laugh, this is obviously his home, but this child is more familiar than him. The child took him to the backyard, sneaked through the mezzanine, hid behind the rockery, and excitedly pointed out to him, "Look there, the innermost on the right!" β
It was the remnants of a battle that I don't know when, it should also be the traces of his long struggle, panic and gunsmoke once filled this land, and now it is gradually raining and the sky is clear, the former battlefield, now the treasure land of flowers.
ββ¦β¦ How did you find here? β
Shi Yanwen's face was complicated, the Righteous Villa was too heavy for him, he couldn't remember how many times he stood alone at the gate of the villa and frowned, those solemn missions and cruel prices gradually squeezed out the vitality of this Central Plains Holy Land, but he didn't expect that there was such a place.
Hope blooms in the land of sin, and all pain will disappear, that is the ending that Shi Yanwen hopes to see. Isn't this small world the truest proof of peace?
But before Shi Yanwen could finish his emotion, the child had already let go of his hand, laughed and skewed into the flowers, and then walked through the flowers and climbed to the top of the rockβa peach tree full of fruit stood in the wind.
Shi Yanwen opened her mouth and didn't say anything for a long time.
The child finally climbed up the tree, picked a peach and threw it at him, "And then, it's sweet!" β
"Ha," Shi Yanwen smiled bitterly, "Here, you won't be the only one who knows. β
"Of course not, no," the child scratched his head and counted on his fingers, "Qing'er, Tongtong, A-Niang, Uncle Zhou...... Heck, anyway, a lot of people know about it! It's just that the adults don't come in, saying that everything here belongs to Shi Junzi, and we are not allowed to come, hehe, but we always come secretly, as long as they don't find out. β
"That's ......"
This is good, this is good, this hope, the more people know about it, the better, no matter how much pain he endures, it is worth it.
This is where the story comes to an abrupt end.
Shi Yanwen looked at the back of the Taoist, and felt that the Taoist's appearance of always being light and unmoved by the chaos of the world could make people feel peaceful, and he didn't know if he understood it.
The Taoist stood at the bow of the ship, the sloping sails half-hidden, and the back appeared from time to time, and the sound of the tide vibrated in his ears, but it was difficult to compete with the gentle breathing of the Taoist.
He was fascinated by it, who knew that people suddenly looked back, just in time to bump into the dumb sight that had lost its brilliance.
Shi Yanwen met his gaze, and was stabbed by the cold, but his heart was warm, the Taoist never asked him or exchanged anything, let alone faintly hoped or longed for anything like Su Zhenzhen, his simple dedication almost made Shi Yanwen's heart ache.
It's just because of the effort of the past, because the error is not caused by him, he gives everything without scruples, so openly and without care.
He is the only person Shi Yanwen has met so far in this world, who will do his best to help him without hiding or harming him. But Shi Yanwen also knows that there is also his own laissez-faire and dependence to fuel the fire, because there is nothing to rely on, so someone is willing to pay for nothing, so he puts all his trust on him.
Shi Yanwen doesn't trust Su Zhenzhen, but he trusts the Taoist very much.
"Xian Shou," the sea breeze blew his eyes, and Shi Yanwen looked at the Taoist's cold eyes but didn't blink, "Why do you want to help Yanwen?" β
The Taoist Gujing has no waves, "The change of Taoism, Cang, should do your best." β
"But the Soul Gathering Village is not a person in a difficult situation."
"It doesn't matter."
The Taoist's answers are always concise, but they always teach people to have nothing to say.
Shi Yanwen closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, the Taoist was already sitting cross-legged, so Shi Yanwen asked again, "Xian Shou, what kind of person is Su?" β
The Taoist looked at the sea level and turned his gaze slightly, as if Shi Yanwen had asked a question that should not be asked, and the Taoist looked at him deeply, "He is someone you can trust and trust." β
Entrusted?
Shi Yanwen smiled and said after a while, "Yanwen thought deeply yesterday, and realized that since he came here, except for the time when he was in Soul Gathering Village, he was all under the eyes of Su Zhenzhen. Cuihuan Mountain, Tui Songyan, Three Thousand Dew, Fudo City, and even when he was separated from me, he left a sense of consciousness on Yanwen, but Yanwen didn't like this feeling. β
The Taoist frowned slightly, he really didn't expect Su to really do this, but Shi Yanwen proposed at this time, it was a little awkward to propose it at this juncture, and he reminded the Taoist of the senior brother who had been wronged outside and came back to complain.
ββ¦β¦ Do you want to leave him? β
"No," Shi Yanwen quickly denied, with a look of embarrassment on his face, "I just think he's weird." β
"What do you mean?"
"He seems to be hiding from me, but he has left me flaws everywhere, neither like hanging people's appetites nor vain confusion, just like inadvertently conveying temptation, using ...... In various ways, I don't worry at all that I'll peel back the cocoon. β
The Taoist looked at Shi Yanwen again, he took it for granted, but he didn't realize that many of his inferences pointed to a conclusion, an interesting conclusion.
Probably similar to working together to catch turtles in an urn.
Shi Yanwen didn't notice the strangeness of the Taoist, but he just said the feeling that he had been hiding in his heart, very relaxed, and then sighed, "But since he has bitter words, why should he leak these news to me?" Bother. β
"......" Daoist hesitated for a moment, "Yanwen, do you know what the bait is for?" β
"Nature is forβ"
Fishing.
Shi Yanwen's expression seemed to freeze when he looked at the sea, his face changed very beautifully, and he flew by like a sunset, crimson over his ears, he remembered Qu Shitu's side knock, and remembered the outspokenness of the crazy knife in troubled times, and even remembered the meaning of other people when they first saw him......
Shi Yanwen twitched the corners of her mouth fiercely, avoiding the hidden gaze of the aisleer, feeling as if she had argued with someone dozens of hundreds of times, and her ears were hot.
"And then," Su Huan shook his head every time he remembered it, and spoke in a nostalgic tone of the unexpected surprise that the memory had given him, "and he fell asleep under the peach tree, and the child lay in his arms, with his headband in his arms, and the unfinished peaches in his arms, and he was like a child, only much older." β
Qu Shitu spread out the paper and ink, and after listening to it, he seemed to have seen the picture, white clothes and green silk, the young child smiled and slept lightly in the crimson sunset, wading through the wild flowers to get close to the gentle gentleman, the picture must be beautiful, I can't help but say, "Can you wake him up?" β
"If he doesn't have that child in his arms, how can Su be willing to wake him up?"
The child's parents came to find it, and it was too late, so they couldn't detain someone there to accompany Shi Yanwen.
"What did Shi Yanwen say?"
Duan inkstone is like a mountain, dripping inkstone and jade, Su is really dripping water in the inkstone, holding the ink strip in his left hand, moisturizing things silently when he grinds ink, not in a hurry, as if the matter of grinding ink has taken away all his mind, and his heart is not distracted, but as soon as he heard Qu Shitu ask this sentence, his hand stopped, closed his eyes and thought for a long time, "He said......"
- Yanwen didn't actually fall asleep, did you just look at me?
"It's a pity that such a glamorous and intelligent person is extremely dull to his own affairs," Qu Shitu raised his eyes and glared at him, "Do you say he is really dull, or is he fake dull?" β
Su was really amused by him, and said with a smile, "It's both true and false." You're too anxious. β
"Hey, you can't talk nonsense, we're just accomplices, and you're the mastermind."
"Su just said that you can help me keep people and take care of them, who would have thought about it so much?"
"It's as if I had objected." Qu Shitu glanced at him.
"Yes, Su just didn't object, and if he didn't object, it didn't mean he agreed."
"Strong words, I, I don't fight with you, how do you justify him when you see it, if you are popular, will you not disappoint?" After that, he glanced at his inkstone, "Your ink should be overflowing, what do you want to write?" β
"The ...... It's just a long letter. β
Qu Shitu took a deep breath and got up from the chair that was not yet hot, "The mad knife is about to make contact with the three oaths of Chongzhen, as for Shi Yanwen, if you talk about no desire and the first strategy, I don't think there will be a big problem, I will send a letter to Qi Tianbian first, and find you a backer." β
"Okay."
Qu Shitu finished speaking and left, Su really raised his head and said nothing, and suddenly said when he was about to step out of the door, "Friend." β
Qu Shitu turned around, the person sitting at the table smiled brighter than ever, as if he wanted to do his best to illuminate the darkness, and the eyelids that were quietly raised for a short time inexplicably gave people a heavy illusion, Qu Shitu was nervous for no reason, "What's wrong?" β
Su really raised his hand comfortingly, "I've worked hard for you these days." β
"Huh? Ah......" Qu Shitu was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, thinking that Su was really feeling sorry for him, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "If you really think I'm hard, why don't you quickly ask someone to come back and share it for me?" β
Su Zhen was dumbfounded, how could it be so easy, that person had a mustard, someone was invited, and his heart would miss his hometown all day long, "This matter, let's talk about it later." β
"It's up to you, anyway, the coming days will be long, not too many days."
"yes."
This "yes" carried an indescribable melancholy, which made Qu Shitu couldn't help but stop his steps to leave again, and Chi asked a little hesitantly, "You...... Is there anything else you want to say? β
Su Huanzhen glanced at him one last time, raised his pen and lowered his eyebrows, "There are other important things on this trip, and the time may be quite long, I have left you a letter in case you need it before, and this second letter is left for Yanwen." β
Bang!
The action paused again, Su really sighed, and silently changed another piece of paper.
After slamming the door, there was a long silence on the other side, and then gradually unsteady breathing.
Qu Shitu glared at him, and when the words of reprimand and complaint came to his mouth, he couldn't spit it out, but his fingers were shaking coldly, and his heart was twitching and struggling. Stop? Can't do it. Persuade? Too redundant.
What kind of ties in this world can make this person more self-oriented? What kind of step is required for him to slow down?
As if disgusted with the swaying Yingluo on the man's lotus crown, or this parting scene that I don't know how many times it has happened or even will happen in the future evokes memories that I don't want to remember, the lonely Zhijiao looked away, squeaked open the crumbling wooden door, and his voice suddenly became hoarse, "That letter...... Is it going to come in handy? β
Su really didn't nod or shake his head, "You and I should be prepared for this, but ...... If something happens, there needs to be an emergency. β
"What about Shi Yanwen?"
"He'll understand."
"How is he going to understand?" Qu Shitu thought of the man's blue eyes, sometimes as pale as a lotus root, and that soft but hesitant gaze, "If he remembers, he will definitely come back and ask, who can explain that matter clearly?" Who knows the details except you? Are you going to let us tell him, 'He killed you to save you?' For fear that you will fall into the devil, so seal your memory? Or is it because you've been killed by Su Huanzhen, so you can't go back for a long time! ββ
The exquisite sheep hair of "......" trembled in his hand, and the ink fell like tears, one drop, two drops, burying the word "Yan" on his heart.
Qu Shitu took two steps forward, his gray sideburns falling with the wind, "What would he think?" It's true, a letter is like explaining everything clearly, and opportunism shouldn't be so easy! 'He'll understand'? How do you ...... How is it different from Soul Gathering Village? β
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"It's your business, not mine. I don't care about this matter, and I don't accept this letter, I want to explain, you come yourself! β