On the second day, a person came to Banjianglou, and the appearance of this person can be said to make her both painful and happy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But no matter the pain or joy, she must admit that this person made her and Bai Moyin's fates begin to intersect inevitably. After that, she walked into his life step by step.

Every time he passed through Luoyang, she would prepare wine and food in the room of Banjiang Building and wait for him, her life was extremely exquisite, no matter food and clothing, it was always a treasure. What was prepared for him was even more impeccable, not only material, but her intelligence and understanding were her biggest bargaining chips.

Whenever he went to Luoyang, he would often come to Banjianglou to sit down, although he never confided in her, but at least, he didn't mind that she knew her whereabouts. Sometimes, she even thinks that they will live like this for the rest of their lives. She is like the countless red dust women, twisting the green lantern and looking out the window, waiting for the person in her heart to return, for the rest of her life, without regrets.

It's just that the place where she waits can't be called home.

She thought, not to mention his imminent attitude, since she couldn't give him a home, she couldn't expect him to give her a lifelong commitment. If you want to take it, you must give it first, this truth, she will not understand. After all, they can't give for each other like moths to the fire.

She couldn't do it, and Bai Moyin couldn't.

There was something more important to her than love, but it didn't ease the sorrow in her heart, it was a curse. Falling in love with someone, but never getting it, is within reach but seems to be forever far away. What's even worse is that she didn't even dare to take the initiative to take a step, and could only watch the fate of the two go further and further.

After Bai Liancheng's death three months ago, this feeling reached its extreme.

At that time, he went to live in Wudang Mountain for a while. When she heard about it, she went to him on a horse, and sat with him under the eaves of the porch to watch the snow in the snowy winter. The moon was like an ice tray, the dead pines were pressed with thick snow, and the side of his face revealed an almost hollow meaning in the reflection of the snow and moonlight.

Wudang Mountain is indeed a good place to recuperate. She specially asked someone to buy a snow fox coat and bring it up the mountain, put one on herself, and put another on his body, and then sent someone to Banjianglou to deliver the letter, but she stayed with him.

He was in a very bad mood, she knew that in fact, since returning from the Western Regions, there were many subtle changes in her eyes, but she didn't dare to ask him the reason.

"I'm afraid this snow won't stop for a long time." She stood side by side with him under the eaves, sighed softly, and cast her eyes into the distance, and could vaguely see the occasional figure under the mountain. She suddenly remembered the picture of the lady taking her to the White Horse Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings when she was a child.

It was also a snowy day, she was wearing a thick cotton coat, her face was red from the cold, and she took out the incense for the lady while rubbing her hands.

The moment she stood up, she saw a little girl. Holding the hand of the noble lady, wearing a brand-new snow fox shirt, with a ruddy little face, holding a box in her hand, which contained all kinds of delicate pastries, she took out one from time to time and stuffed it into her mouth, and the children adopted in the monastery hid behind the pillars and watched secretly, wearing shabby cotton clothes, their eyes were full of curiosity and envy, and the little girl proudly raised her face and ignored it.

Seeing that she was distracted, the lady scolded her with some displeasure, she immediately handed the incense to the lady, and stood aside in a proper manner, but the little girl she had just seen began to pull the noble lady to make noise.

"Mother, why can't my brother come over."

"Don't make a fuss, be good, wait for my mother to finish worshipping the Bodhisattva-"

"Don't." The little girl cried and coquettish, "It's really boring here, let my brother take me to the back mountain to play." As she spoke, she shook the sleeve of the lady's coat as if she would not give up.

The noble lady stood up helplessly, was led out by the little girl, and then heard the noble lady shouting: "Zifei, what are you doing outside, come here, take my sister to the back mountain for a walk." ”

The little girl continued to mumble, "There are rabbits sold outside, I want to buy one and raise it." ”

The lady smiled dotingly: "Okay, I'll let my brother buy it for you later." ”

At the door of the temple, she vaguely saw a young man of her own age appear, a slender figure, his face blurred in the snowlight, he beckoned, and the little girl ran over happily, leading him to disappear into the crowd.

She felt an inexplicable pain in her chest. That kind of girl has everything she desires. Warm family, pampered by loved ones, clear and happy eyes. So when she can earn money to support herself, she will always use that money to buy herself the best everything.

Since she has no relatives to love herself, she only has herself to love herself.

The snow is still heavy, and the moon is pale white. Bai Moyin slowly got up, stood alone under the tree, stretched out his hand, and the snowflakes fell on his palm, melting in an instant. She lay on the railing under the eaves and looked at him, as if looking at a frozen painting, and before she knew it, she fell into a deep sleep. Vaguely, I heard someone talking, and it seemed that I was mentioning Yujing Villa, Ziyun Palace, and Marriage Yunyun.

When I woke up, there was a vast snowy scene in front of me, but the figure of the person was missing. Look blank.

She sat under the eaves of the porch, raised her head alone to look at the snowflakes in the sky, slowly stood up, and stopped under the tree. Imagining what he had been like before, she stretched out her hand hidden in her sleeve, her palm was white and delicate, and after years of pampering, her body seemed to gradually forget the suffering she had suffered. Pieces of snowflakes fell into the palm of her hand, and the gentle touch made her heart throb slightly.

She tried to understand the state of mind he had had, standing alone in the snow for a day, until night fell, and her heart was quiet and sad. She has bothered so much to follow in a man's footsteps, to cater to him, to understand him, but she has never been truly favored by him.

The world is full of red dust, no matter how charming you are, playing with the world, there is always one thing you can't do.

There was really nothing she could do, she sighed deeply in her heart.

The little disciples on the mountain came to clear the snow, making a sound of "brushing", and Jinyue was as if she had not heard it. The disciple looked at her several times, and finally couldn't help but persuade softly: "Girl, it's freezing this day, let's go to the house and rest." ”

Jinyue turned her face when she heard the sound and smiled at him.

The young disciple's face turned red like a green fruit, he lowered his head embarrassedly, and continued with the matter in hand, but he was obviously more flustered, and when he left, he still did not return to his soul.