Chapter Eighty-Three: The Moldy Daffodil in the Cage: Please

After a long time, Gongsun Xinxin hated this glance very much.

There was not pity in it, but worry.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

Tu called life a few ideas!

The few rays of sunlight through the forest became even redder, like the blood spit out by her in front of Gongsun Xinxin.

Later, the blood was also cold, and it returned to silence, to darkness, to the deep forest.

In the midst of the long darkness, there was always a voice ringing in her ears.

"Shin Shin?"

"Shin Shin ......"

"Shin Shinβ€”"

……

It's strange that such a voice should be her favorite. The beautiful voice called her name in a gentle tone, affectionately.

And now Gongsun Xinxin only feels irritable and bored for no reason, and she can't breathe.

She wanted to get rid of it, but she knew she couldn't get rid of it.

And, right now, she just doesn't know where her soul goes. If she gets rid of this annoying voice, then, where should her people go?

She doesn't have a home anymore.

She deserves it.

During that time, there was always a little girl living in a richly decorated cage, looking at Gongsun Xinxin with sad eyes. A graceful curtain in a cage, inside is a gorgeous gold and silver jewelry, and a circle of daffodils. The aroma is overflowing.

But this daffodil can't be raised, no sunlight, no rain, it lives in nothingness and illusion, slowly withers, and finally behind the graceful veil, the daffodil petals on the ground have begun to mold. And the inside of this cage is full of rotten smells.

The little girl finally couldn't stand the cage, and the daffodils that overflowed inside, whether it was moldy petals, flower stems, flower leaves. They all summoned a few bugs.

The little girl cried with a face and begged Gongsun Xinxin to save her.

Such sorrow and sorrow. Full of pain and despair.

Gongsun Xinxin just looked at her silently, without any emotion in her eyes, she thought it was a delicate puppet.

Gradually, the little girl could not stand Gongsun Xinxin's ruthlessness and indifference, and yelled at her, like the scream of a wild beast, the last struggle before dying.

Gongsun Xinxin was still indifferent, she said in a voice that was as emotionless as a ghost: "I can't even save myself, let alone you." ”

The little girl didn't seem to understand her words, and still stared at Gongsun Xinxin with those vicious eyes until the last second of the dream.

With such a fierce and terrifying gaze, it seems that Gongsun Xinxin will not die well, and he will go to the eighteenth layer of hell in the oil pot.

After more than ten days of fighting, Gongsun Xinxin finally defeated the annoying little girl.

Gongsun Xinxin was finally able to sleep well, and no longer had to be overwhelmed by grief from her dreams and drown.

But Gongsun Xinxin felt that she was not happy at all, and even she felt incoherent and sad.

Something seemed missing from her life, she thought.

But Gongsun Xinxin couldn't find what she had lost, and she didn't even know what she had lost.

I don't know if it was a very later day, Gongsun Xinxin finally saw the little girl imprisoned in the birdcage, and Gongsun Xinxin opened the beautiful but stinky gauze curtain.

There was only a skinny little girl inside, who tilted her head to look at Gongsun Xinxin suspiciously, and then lowered her head intently, burying her daffodils day after day.

Of course, there was no shovel for her to bury here, so she used her hands, which were originally white, clean and pink, and had already given birth to long nails, and the long nails with bone-like fingers looked particularly terrifying, but the nails were full of dirt, and there was already a little blood.

I don't know where the blood in the nails came from, but the little girl dug the soil too violently, so the nails were full of blood? Or is the little girl scratching herself restlessly?

Or something else that is even more unimaginable.

Gongsun Xinxin finally saw it clearly, so that it couldn't see clearly no matter what.

Now it seems that there is a time machine, which has traveled through time and space, and brought the father-grandson Xinxin, who is a few years old, to herself.

This little girl is not her, the eldest lady who has never been dressed in fine clothes and food will never be so embarrassed and skinny.

But this little girl is her again.

Gongsun Xinxin couldn't even deceive herself, knowing that this was her.

Soul.

Gongsun Xinxin stretched out her hand to the little girl and said to her gently: "Come, I'll take you out of this cage, I'll take you home." ”

The little girl said a few times before she realized that someone was talking to her. The little girl held the wilted and moldy narcissus in her hand, and looked at Gongsun Xinxin in a daze that she didn't walk over, and didn't even answer Gongsun Xinxin a word.

Gongsun Xinxin patiently repeated it with the little girl a few more times.

The little girl suddenly grinned at Gongsun Xinxin, made a grimace at Gongsun Xinxin, and then continued to pour her daffodils.

Gongsun Xinxin was devastated and burst into tears.

But the little girl was still silent, and she didn't even look at Gongsun Xinxin.

Gongsun Xinxin was desperate to remember the little girl's previous plea for help.

It turns out that she has missed out on her own salvation.

Later, I really never saw that innocent and romantic little girl again.

Gongsun Xinxin didn't know where she went. Maybe somewhere in Gongsun Xinxin's heart, like the withered narcissus, moldy, indiscriminate, and stinky.

There is no trace of it again.

"Shin Shin!"

The last time I heard this voice that I had listened to since I was a child, I was tired of hearing it recently, and I was tired of listening to it, but I couldn't get rid of it.

Two butterflies snuggle up in the autumn breeze and fly. An autumn wind swept away the leaves and blew them onto the daffodils. Not sure what happened.

Gongsun Xinxin only saw these two butterflies and later fought.

One of them had its wings broken off by the other, and it was clear that they would die in the coming icy winter, where the cold, frost, rain and snow clung to your bones and pierced your bones. I can't even move to freeze the poor butterfly on the earth.

Gongsun Xinxin turned his head, and he didn't know if he couldn't bear to look at it, or if he didn't want to look at it again.

Her face turned to her talented little lover, but her gaze was nothing, and she did not look at him.

Gongsun Xinxin responded to his Xiucai and let out an uninteresting "Huh? ”

Na Xiucai was also ashamed and didn't want to talk about it, but he had to say, he hesitated and said, "I have an exam tomorrow." ”

Gongsun Xinxin said "oh" indifferently and did not continue to ask, she knew that what Xiucai was going to say was not so simple, and she had no mind to guess what was behind it.

Xiucai saw that Gongsun Xinxin was indifferent to this good news - they came all the way to the imperial capital, and they suffered so much on the way, didn't they just wait for today? Isn't it just waiting for the title of the gold list and returning home? Gongsun Xinxin didn't have a look of joy at all, or she didn't have a look at all, which made Xiucai very angry, and at the same time, there was some bottomless panic in her heart.

Scholar Xiucai did not give up after all, his words were originally waiting for Gongsun Xinxin to ask, but now there is no result, and he can only go on alone, the scholar is thin-skinned, and can only call Gongsun Xinxin's name once uncertainly: "Xinxin ......"

Gongsun Xinxin has few impatient emotions: "What is there, you can say it directly." ”

Xiucai plucked up his greatest courage: "Xinxin, you know that it is difficult to be an official now." They all paid a little money. Shin Shin knows, I'm very talented, but if I don't have money. Then no matter how talented I am, it is useless, I can't get into the examination room, and I can't have real fair treatment when I enter the examination room. ”

So what is your talent for ten years of hard work for?

An official position needs to be bought?

Gongsun Xinxin suppressed this sentence, looked at this talented lover with a smile, and understood gently: "Well, I know." The daffodil's smiling face was gentle: "But, all our money has been used by you to beat the level, you know?" ”

The talented lover was stunned, he didn't expect Gongsun Xinxin to say such a thing, and tried to refute: "I know, but, Xinxin, we are still one level away, just such a big official, if we don't get through him, our previous efforts will be in vain!" Xinxin, the hardships you have endured, the roads you have traveled, and the money you have spent are all in vain! ”

Gongsun Xinxin had no waves on his face, and only repeated: "We have no money." This property ......"

Gongsun Xinxin glanced at the environment they were in now with a facial expressionβ€”a dilapidated temple, windy and cold, and rainy. Everything.

Gongsun Xinxin said sensibly to this Xiucai: "What else do you want?" And he said, "You want the money in my package, and I have delivered it all to you, and you want my jewelry, so I don't even have a wooden hairpin now." Which one of my garments did you not sell you? My clothes are still cut now. So......" Gongsun Xinxin went to see him, the content of his speech was obviously bleak, but his face was still indifferent, like a dead man, "What else do you want now?" ”

Obviously, the unwavering gaze actually made the scholar feel cold for no reason.

Gongsun Xinxin seemed to sigh, but the scholar Xiucai felt that he was wrong, would this person still sigh?

The daffodil-like man whispered slowly: "I can't afford to give you anything else you want." ”

The talented lover hurriedly defended himself: "I naturally know that Xinxin is good to me, and I keep it in my heart." Besides, I didn't spend this money indiscriminately, did I, it was all for our future. ”

When he talked about this emotion, he even wanted to take Gongsun Xinxin's hand.

For some reason, Gongsun Xinxin hated contact with him and avoided it.

Gongsun Xinxin closed her eyes in exhaustion.

The scholar Xiucai didn't get a response, and hesitated to say it, his original purpose: "Xinxin, your dance is the best in the world." ”

Gongsun Xinxin's brows furrowed, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.