Chapter Ninety-Six: A Different Path
Sheng Zijun, who sensed the mystery in Zhu Xishi's words, was so anxious that his feet jumped straight and immediately counterattacked.
"You want to lie to me! Miss Zhu, how can you be like you?! Not kind! β
It seems that Sheng Zijun is not stupid, and quickly reflected that she was talking in a clichΓ©, and Zhu Xishi had nothing to avoid, so he lay back on the kang again, turned sideways and replied without being salty.
"What am I lying to you?! Could it be that I couldn't threaten you with a knife on your neck when I used to do it, or did I force you to do something hurtful?! β
Her eyelids jumped suddenly, Sheng Zijun's face showed embarrassment, and she couldn't find any good words to refute her for a while.
"Doctor Shan." The room was quiet for a long time, and suddenly, Zhu Xishi, who was carrying it, turned around from the kang and called Sheng Zijun: "Ming people don't do dark things, I'll just say it." I beg you for this matter, I will not only say it today, but tomorrow, and I will also talk to you every day in the future; Before you promised me, wherever you went, I followed you wherever I was, even if I chased you to the ends of the earth and asked until you agreed, you had better be mentally prepared. β
Inexplicably, a spirit suddenly swept all over Sheng Zijun's body, and he was stunned! Stalker or ghost, is it necessary to be so stubborn? Senior, I owe you three thousand taels?! In addition to being shocked, he suddenly remembered a similar strange person, and then looked at Zhu Xishi's unsmiling face, and suddenly realized that such a possibility was great!
Woman, don't provoke casually, it's really tormenting you to death! After being stunned for a moment, Sheng Zijun's face squeezed out a dry smile, and he persuaded Zhu Xishi in a good voice.
"Miss Zhu, why do you bother me, in the end, it is you who toss. I'm still saying the same thing, what you ask for is too risky, and you can't help it. β
"You have your principles, I don't force you. But I also have my own insistence, the so-called 'sincerity to the golden stone for the opening', I believe that I can wait for the day when Dr. Sheng will open Chrysostom. β
"How can you admit death like this! Becoming thinner and more beautiful is really more important than your life?! β
"Yes." Without hesitation, Zhu Xishi categorically replied to Sheng Zijun's questioning, and his expression was unmoved: "Since I was a child, I have been blinded, ridiculed, and ridiculed by others because of this obesity, and you will not understand what it feels like to be Dr. Sheng." I don't want to be the Zhu Xi who let others despise me again, since God wants me to live again, then I have to live like a human being! β
Looking at Zhu Xishi's obsessed look, Sheng Zijun could only choose to retreat helplessly and shook his head.
"Incorrigible."
"Then Doctor Shan, you are stubborn."
Zhu Xi was able to return to Sheng Zijun without giving up, and he was speechless. Now that she doesn't talk for more than half a sentence, Sheng Zijun doesn't persuade her anymore, and she leaves a cold place in her sleeves and goes out.
After Sheng Zijun left, Zhu Xishi lay gloomily on the kang alone, staring at the roof in a daze, and after a long time, a pair of big eyes flashed a crystal color.
Her stubbornness is not a willful requirement, Zhu Xi just wants to live at this moment, which is different from living well in the past. Twenty years of life as a fat woman, looking back on the past, is full of endless sadness
In the blink of an eye, more than a month passed so quietly and silently.
When the horse team escorting Zhao Zhenyuan passed through the mountain road thirty miles away from Ande Town again, their journey was no longer in a hurry, but chose to stop.
On the edge of the cliff, the howling and raging cold wind is ruffling the hair between the temples and ears, flying like ink algae; Zhao Zhenyuan, Xiao Yi and others, who had just recovered from their injuries, stood silently in this old place that had been stained with blood, and they also had a lot of feelings in their hearts.
"Miss Zhu, you have a good journey!"
Xiao Yi's deep voice, rippling with the help of the winding valley, was desolate and desolate; He grabbed a handful of paper money from the basket and scattered it in the air, and in an instant the paper money flew into the air like catkins, drifting towards the bottomless ravine.
Xiao Yi's voice of condolences undoubtedly stinged everyone present. If Zhu Xishi hadn't stepped forward and died with Yin Tuzi that day, then they would not be able to stand here in peace now.
Although Zhu Xishi's body has not been found so far, everyone knows in their hearts that there is almost no chance of survival for Zhu Xishi, who fell off the cliff. Such a kind-hearted woman ended up with no bones, so how can people not be sad and blame themselves.
"Give me the paper money."
Zhao Zhenyuan, who had been silent for a long time on the edge of the cliff, lightly informed Xiao Yi, then grabbed a handful of paper money from the basket he handed over and swayed it in the air.
"Xi Shi, you go."
The biting cold wind swam fiercely on the edge of the cliff, blowing more and more clearly in people's minds. At this moment, Zhao Zhenyuan, who is mourning Zhu in the past, is full of the smile and frown of this chubby girl in the past, her departure seems to have taken away the happiness in the world, and she will not hear her pure and heroic laughter in the future, nor will she hear her nagging of those knife mouths and tofu hearts.
Inexplicably, Zhao Zhenyuan's eyes moistened a lot.
A piece of paper money was sprinkled in the air again, Zhao Zhenyuan raised his hand and rubbed his sour eyes, and instead of the previous sorrow, a good-looking smile appeared on his face.
"I'm leaving for Lin'an, you have to take care."
Such a relaxed and wanton smile didn't last long, and it turned sour and astringent on Zhao Zhenyuan's face, making the people around him feel sad and bleak in their hearts. Great favors are hard to pay, how can they be said in a word? What's more, those kindnesses that are difficult to repay in this life have invisibly become guilt that suffers in my heart day and night.
"Thank you."
is a simple two words, but it encapsulates a thousand words in Zhao Zhenyuan's heart, and words that are too complicated seem to be clever words.
Between sighs, Xiao Yi raised his head and looked at the sky, although he was reluctant in his heart, he still kindly reminded Zhao Zhenyuan, who was immersed in memory.
"Lord Wang, it's not early, let's leave early."
"Got it, you and your brothers go and tidy it up first, this king wants to stay a little longer."
"Yes."
The depression on his face was a little thicker, and he wanted to say something, but Xiao Yi was also short of words for a while, and he didn't know how to comfort Zhao Zhenyuan on the edge of the cliff; He let out a long sigh of relief, and led his brothers out of the cliff with a heavy heart.
A man stands alone on the edge of a mountain cliff, accompanied only by snow, craggy peaks, and biting cold winds; While thinking about it in silence, a familiar fragrance came, which once again attracted Zhao Zhenyuan's eyes that fell and cleared.
Fiery red mountain plum.
In the cold and freezing, this mountain Lamei was parasitic between the cliffs, and Ling Hanao let go of a brilliant color. The fiery red color looked at it, and couldn't help but give people a sense of warmth, and it also evoked the memories of people in Zhao Zhenyuan's mind who were similar to Shan Lamei's unyielding personality.
In the past, a mountain plum tree bloomed in the severe winter wind and snow.
The sound of horses' hooves in the distance returned the tranquility on the mountain road to this place again, and on the edge of the empty cliff, a branch of mountain plum blossoms in full bloom was lying quietly in the snow on the edge of the cliff, gently shaking the fiery red petals to recall the optimistic woman in memory