24. Rose
In addition to Liang Yi'an staying, I didn't expect Xue Jinyu to stay in Luzhou, and there were two more people who usually trained and studied. In business, Ru Sanshui didn't mind discussing with Xue Jinyu, but in private, the two of them were still completely at odds.
In mid-July, Liang Yunshu returned with the rest of his family visitor.
Before leaving, when the sedan curtain was lifted, Liang Yunshu took Ru Sanshui's hand and stuffed her with a small pink flower made of cloth, in the style of a rose, which could be pinned to the waist or clipped to the neckline.
Liang Yunshu nodded the tip of Sanshui's nose: "This is for you, a little trick, I learned it secretly, you will definitely like it." Remember, when the border is stable, my sister is waiting for you to come back. ”
Seeing the carriage and horses getting farther and farther away, Ru Sanshui promised in his heart: "I will go back to see you safely." ”
As she walked back, she saw the last person she wanted to see.
Xue Jinyu leaned against the moon-shaped arch with a smile, stretched out her left hand, and blocked Ru Sanshui's way.
"In the past two days, I see that you are thinner than before, and your clothes are not as delicate as before, and your life in Luzhou is probably not very good. In the training camp and in the deep mountains and old forests, even if you don't have any skills, your skin and flesh have probably become a little thicker?
Ru Sanshui pushed away her hand that stopped in front of his face: "In the tent, I discussed the city defense with you calmly, do you think that you are also worthy of me to treat you politely in private? ”
Xue Jinyu laughed as if she was surprised, and wrapped her arms around her chest: "You know that I did it on purpose that time, and you are not afraid of me?"
Ru Sanshui's expression was disgusted: "I'm just disgusted with you." But now the situation at the border is different, it is our personal vendetta, and I can put it aside for the time being. ”
"I originally thought that although you can't kill people at that height, you have to cripple a hand...... It doesn't happen at all, it makes you more and more annoying. It's still the introverted and cowardly look that suits you. ”
Ru Sanshui glared at her, clenched his fists, and tried to control his expression.
Xue Jinyu looked at Ru Sanshui's face, and suddenly took a step back, with a complicated expression: "I saw it at that time, you really ...... You are now a demonic creature in human skin. ”
After she said that, she suddenly smiled again: "Then it proves that I am not wrong, the things hidden by the Liang family must be worth my many troubles." ”
Ru Sanshui watched her leave, not understanding what she was talking about at first, and then realizing that because of the anger just now, the black smoke resurfaced again. She tried to calm down to contain its spread, and after a few deep breaths, it worked.
But instead of letting go of her heart, she felt frightened, because this time she did not notice its appearance, as it had first appeared in her sleep.
Ever since she knew it existed, she had always felt like she could control this thing when she was awake. But today it was out of her grasp once again.
If you can't even perceive when it appears, when you will control your mind. When did what she did really make her own decisions, when did she think she was autonomous, and when did she do things that she didn't even know about?
......
Worship Sanqing in the Sanqing view, and go in all directions on the way.
Ru Sanshui rarely wore a long skirt, which was more complicated than the usual short or men's clothes, which was left to her by Liang Yunshu, white with crimson, not plain and not glamorous, just right.
Because I came to Sanqingguan to incense, I didn't want to be too simple and casual, which would be disrespectful. At this moment, she was alone in the Taoist temple, taking into account the appearance of her clothes walking slowly, and she seemed to have returned to Liangjiaqu, and she was the well-behaved lady under the gorgeous begonia flowers.
She respectfully offered incense in the hall: "The three halal people are on it, the letter girl is twenty years old, and she has been blessed by the Liang family since she was a child, and now her grandfather is old and accidentally contracted a disease." Thinking of the grace of nurturing, I can't bear it in my heart, if I can make my grandfather suffer less and heal as soon as possible, the believer is willing to suffer on his behalf. ”
She knelt down three times and kowtowed steadily, and at the same time silently recited in her heart: "May the deceased be Chang'an, may the living be long, may the country be free of turmoil, and may the innocent be innocent." ”
The three Taoist statues looked down on her majestically, overlooking the mediocre mortal people, as if they were merciful, and as if they were watching from the sidelines. In reincarnation, how many people and things are absolutely fulfilled without regrets?
After leaving incense money, Ru Sanshui wanted to go back, but felt that the summer sun was too dazzling, and the dress was a little complicated, so he hesitated to go back immediately. Because during the preparation period, the water source was also controlled, and the use had to be allocated, and this suit was only intended to be worn once, and if it sweated too much, it would be difficult to deal with.
At this time, the garden behind the Taoist temple was full of trees, and the scenery seemed to be good, and there were no people. She lifted her skirt and walked down the steps, through the arched path made of green vines, and walked to the sound of cicadas.
In the mottled shadow of the leaves, she looked at her hands, her mood was calm, and on the premise of subjectively controlling her thoughts, she released a little soul mist from her fingers.
Like a young snake that has just hatched, it dodges the rays of light and swims forward in the shadows, and Ru Sanshui follows it, walking aimlessly in the garden. Looking up at Du Ying's white flowers, it swirls around a low-hanging crape myrtle.
The soul mist was like a mischievous pet, walking up and down in the canopy, and gently surrounding Sanshui, and suddenly disappeared again. She looked around, thinking it had returned to her skin, only to see it turn into a thin mist, smearing into the rose she was holding around her waist, which Liang Yunshu had made.
The roses slowly bloomed as if they were real flowers, emitting a gentle pink glow. Ru Sanshui saw something falling in her afterglow, and she raised her head, her eyes lit up.
It was a surprise, a successful little trick.
As far as she could see, a rain of roses began to fall. I don't know where I came from, I don't know where I'm going, I am isolated from the hustle and bustle outside the Taoist temple, I am isolated from the distress in the mortal world, but the sweet pink petals slowly fall, successfully awakening the joy and sadness that she was forced to suppress herself.
She reached for it, and the petals that seemed real were just illusory shadows, and when they touched her hands, they spread out into pink fluorescent stars.
This little trick didn't last long, and after the roses fell, Ru Sanshui felt the wetness on his cheeks.
She didn't know what the conditions for the phantom to appear were, as if the soul mist was not the cause of the trigger, and she deliberately tried again, but she couldn't reappear.
But it's enough to know that someone is still looking forward to their return. She is no longer a delicate child in a wall and a courtyard, and some things have to be faced by herself.
She will not become a demon, she will not hinder the Liang family, she will definitely return to her aunt safely, and return to the hometown that gave birth to her, abandoned her, and raised her.
Then, like a normal person, for a long time, indifferently and quietly, take root, grow old, and sleep for a long time. In the new spring, delicate roses bloom from the tombs.