Chapter 113: The Flowers Have Fallen (3)
Xin Che said this, his words were firm and unquestionable, but at this time, He Caiwei was already discouraged, and her heart died for a while.
She really wanted to ask him, if all the thoughts never happened, then what about the kiss that Yin Su asked last night, what was it? She really wanted to complain again, saying that she had nothing else to ask for, but to return to the mountain one day, and she was willing to be with Yin Suwen often.
The meteors in last night were like rain, and when Yin Suwen's lips were lightly imprinted on the lips and teeth of his heart, all the forbearance and restraint and pretense of strength in He Caiwei's heart outside the window completely collapsed at the same moment. She always thought that Xinche couldn't accept herself because of her identity and responsibility, and she was rejected over and over again, she always comforted herself like this, even if she looked at him from afar. However, what I see with my own eyes now does not seem to be like this.
The woman named Yin Suwen also loved him, but she was never snubbed and rejected because of her identity. She can be unscrupulous and coquettish with Xinche, show weakness and get his care and warmth as she deserves, although she has lost her memory, she firmly occupies all of Xinche's thoughts and emotions, and even at that moment can be tacitly allowed to get a light kiss.
At that moment, all He Caiwei's past self-comfort and caution turned into meaningless jokes and futility, she was sad, envious and even a trace of jealousy, so she decided to fight hard, as long as Xinche was willing to return to the vulgar, she was even willing to care about accompanying Yin Suwen, but now, he was not even willing to give her this last humble begging opportunity. He had been all her imagination and expectations, and one day he appeared. Just standing there, so close and beautiful, she thought she could have a chance. It wasn't until this moment that she knew that she had made the wrong payment after all, and that those pious requests and wishes had been failed after all. It's not because of the difference between monks and laymen, it's not because of the strict precepts, it's just because she is He Caiwei, not Yin Suwen.
All the words that wanted to continue to ask were torn, chewed and swallowed back into their hearts, how smart He Caiwei was, she could naturally see that what she said at this moment was the truth. No matter how much you threaten and ask yourself, it is doomed to be useless. Merely. She can believe in the clarity of the heart at the moment, but she can no longer believe in the clarity of the heart in the future. As long as this seed exists, there will be a danger of breaking through the ground at any time. Once it sprouts in the coming day. and it will be like a storm of thunder, unstoppable.
A long sigh. She wiped her tears with the sleeves of her shirt, and slowly got up with a forced smile on her face. But his eyes were as silent as ashes.
"Now that the words have come to this, Cai Wei has nothing to say, what does it matter to me whether she loves or not, whether she loves or not. From now on, you and I don't need to mention any friendship and brother-sister affection, Yin Su asked, as my patient, I will take care of her dutifully until you return, and then I will leave the valley and find another place. The mountains and rivers will be indefinite after a long time, so let's leave it at that. ”
She's a fool, she's still a bit greedy, and after all these years of being stupid, it's time to be sober.
The half-opened porridge was cold, and Xinche was about to leave, and she never came to send it again. It was a good cause and effect of knowing gratitude and helping each other, but I never thought that because of the word "love", I would end up in a situation where I don't get along with each other. Thinking about it carefully, Xinche thinks that it is not wrong to stick to his heart, and there is nothing to say except a sigh.
He set off alone, but when he reached the valley mouth, he didn't see Yin Suwen left and right. It stands to reason that she is so cheerful and clingy, knowing that she has to show up when she leaves, and she is always a little relieved that she will not be able to see her before leaving. It wasn't too late to take a look at the sky, so I simply waited for her by the river for a while.
After a while, I saw Yin Suwen's figure running briskly from a distance. She was holding a small wooden box in her hand, and she ran quickly, shouting as she ran to ask Xinche to wait a while, and she was already out of breath when she reached the front of her after a few steps.
"It's okay, it's late, and I've been worried that you're leaving."
"It's still early, don't rush at this moment. You take your breath and speak slowly. ”
Seeing that everything was fine with her, and there was no awkward or sad emotion on her face, she felt a lot more relieved. Last night, when he was leaving, Yin Suwen was caught off guard and gave him a light kiss, he was suddenly overwhelmed, and he couldn't sleep all night, and when they met again today, it was as if nothing had happened, and they didn't mention that parting meeting again.
Yin Su asked about He Caiwei's whereabouts, and Xinche found an excuse to prevaricate after saying goodbye, and did not tell her about the unpleasant conversation between the two, but only told her a few words to stay at ease and wait for him to come back to pick her up.
Listening to the advice, Yin Suwen couldn't help laughing at him, nodded obediently in agreement, and opened the wooden box he had been carrying to show him.
"I got up early and made some food pastries, all of which were freshly baked and tasted good. Brother Xinche, you are so good to take it away, and when you finish eating, it's time to come back. ”
A white silk cloth is built into the wooden box to cover the bottom, and dozens of burnt yellow snacks are neatly stacked on the silk cloth. Yin Suwen couldn't sleep, so he got up early and prepared these small objects full of heart, hoping that they could accompany Xinche on his behalf.
"Brother Xinche, these snacks are all made by me, they imitate the different changes of the moon in the middle of the month, and each piece looks different. From the New Moon, the Moon Moon, the Moon, the Obscure Moon to the First Quarter Moon and the Second Quarter Moon, there are a total of 30 pieces, and there are some looks like each day. After you leave, you take out a piece of it every day, and when you finish it, you know that it is exactly the end of the month, and it is time to come back. ”
Reluctant to leave Xinche, but helpless, Yin Suwen couldn't think of a better way to keep himself in mind all the time, so he could only make such a snack in person and talk about his thoughts.
This box of snacks that was not heavy was placed in the palm of his hand, and Xin Che looked at it and felt a lot of emotion. He was not a sentimental person, but he was moved when he saw these thoughts.
"Su Su don't worry, just go back to the temple, it's not far away. I'll keep it for that, and I'll be back soon after you've eaten it, as you said. ”
"Today's first day of the new year, which can be regarded as the first day of leaving, Brother Xinche will eat this new moon cake."
Seeing that Xinche was willing to cooperate with his own careful thoughts, Yin Suwen was very happy. picked up the piece of moon cake that represented the first day of junior high school and put it in his palm, and watched him eat it with a smile.
She actually kept a set of such snacks for herself. Secretly thinking that as long as she eats one piece every day, and when she finishes eating it in the end, her brother will come back. He is like a brother and a father but refuses to be a lover, it doesn't matter, she will always wait.
On the occasion of parting, as usual, Xinche should give her a warm hug. Yin Suwen looked at him expectantly, but he still only waved his hand at her and said to take care, and walked towards the mountain without looking back. (To be continued......)
PS: He used to be all her imagination and expectations