After crossing a path, I walked out of the east courtyard, my heart moved, and I suddenly felt that I shouldn't have it, it was I who asked Zimin to accompany me back, it was I who wanted her to accompany me, and it was I who said not to leave her alone.

I jerked around and ran towards the room, almost slipping on the snow and not caring about it.

Walking to the door of the room, Zimin was still standing and looking in the direction I left, and when he saw me going and returning, he hurriedly turned his back.

I walked up the steps slowly, walked up behind her, and said, "I want to ...... Can you come with me? ”

Zimin's shoulders moved, turned around and smiled, "Why did the eldest brother come back?" ”

She obviously didn't listen to me closely.

I said it again, looking into her reddish eyes, waiting for her answer.

She finally couldn't help but nod.

It's very strange, the thatched hut in front of the mother and Ruoxiu tomb has traces of being damaged by the wind, but when we got there, it was repaired, I and Zimin looked at each other, didn't think much about it, I went into the house first, and everything was furnished as before, not messy at all.

Zi Min cleaned up briefly, she was here for the first time, and she didn't know it, but I had a clear sense that someone must have been there shortly before we came.

I couldn't think of anyone, so I didn't say anything to Zimin.

Zimin simply boiled a pot of tea, I took a sip, and then put the cup down and stopped drinking.

Zimin thought that I didn't like tea, so he smiled and said, "Big brother doesn't like to drink it?" Please wait, big brother, I'll come when I go. ”

I took her by the hand, waved my hand and said, "It's not that the tea is bad, it's ...... today The eldest brother is afraid that he will get drunk again. ”

Zi Min said: "The last time the eldest brother was drunk with tea, it was because of Ding ......" She suddenly stopped, thought for a while and continued, "Ding Cheng chose Yang Guang between the eldest brother and Yang Guang, and the eldest brother was sad to ......"

I listened to her words and couldn't help but take a few more sips of tea and said, "That's not the case. Between Yang Guang and his eldest brother, he has never made a choice, and he was very clear from the beginning that he didn't need to choose at all. And the eldest brother didn't get drunk for him. ”

Zi Min smiled: "Why is that? ”

I blurted out, "For you." ”

The smile on Zimin's face seemed to freeze, and it was like this for a while, but suddenly she cried again.

I looked at her at a loss, not knowing what I said wrong, so I had to smile awkwardly: "Big brother is most afraid of seeing girls cry in his life, and even more afraid that he will make girls cry, huh?" ”

I got up and walked over to her, held her in my arms and whispered, "When you fell asleep after being poisoned by Yan Buji, my eldest brother was really afraid that you would never wake up again, do you know?" ”

Zimin turned around and knelt on my chest and nodded, but cried even harder.

"Then do you know that the eldest brother can't coax girls, so he has to cry with you!" I hugged her tighter, but my heart became more and more uncomfortable, leaning between her hair, I really couldn't hold back anymore, and shed two lines of tears.

After a long time, Zimin's body shook slightly, and I quickly let go.

She wiped the corners of her eyes and said with a smile: "Big brother used to provoke ......" She stopped again.

I took Zimin's hand and walked out of the door, stood in front of Ruoxiu's grave and said to her, "Yes." I remember when Yang Guang first conquered Goguryeo, I went with the army, but I was stuck in the vast desert, and I didn't return for most of the time, and some people rumored that I died at the hands of the Turks, and then when I returned to the Tang Mansion, she was very angry with me and cried endlessly. ”

Zimin broke away from my hand, raised his hand and patted me and said, "Big brother, you are talking nonsense again." ”

I sat in front of Ruoxiu's grave and wanted Zimin to sit next to me, but she didn't want to.

I whispered, "Today...... It's Ruoxiu's death day, can you talk to your eldest brother? ”

Zimin hesitated again, nodded, and sat down next to me.

"The first time I met her, I liked her......"

I don't know how many words I spoke, how long the snow flakes above my head fell, and how long it stopped, I didn't notice it, I only knew that as if I wanted to hollow out my heart, I told the smallest trivial matter between me and Ruo Xiu as it was.

Even I didn't realize that when I was inexplicably the master of this Qingyu Pavilion, when I went to the Zuihong Teahouse for the first time, she was actually worried about me.

When I mention it now, I realize that so much time has passed.

Later, they got married and had children.

I looked at Ruoxiu's grave and said, "She's not like you, she always wants to follow me." ”

In fact, I thought that she could be like Zimin at that time, always with me, she knew that my heart for her had never been afraid of losing.

I smiled and said, "Ruoxiu, if you hide from me again, you will really lose me." ”

Ruoxiu's figure appeared in front of me, and she smiled lightly, as gentle and peaceful as water as she had seen her first time in Shiye Temple many years ago.

She said softly, "Built, take care of yourself." ”

I opened my eyes in a trance, and it was already dark.

I didn't know when I fell asleep, Zimin was still sitting beside me, and I leaned on her shoulder.

Seeing me wake up, Zimin smiled and said, "Did you dream of her again?" ”

I nodded, feeling a chill, and touched Zimin's hand, my fingertips were cold.

I hugged her and said, "I'm afraid I'll forget about Ruoxiu......"

Zi Min said: "Why do you forget? If you really forget, you won't be the big brother Zimin knows. ”

Maybe I just realized that Zimin had seen me the most hurtful, after Ruoxiu's death, when I was most miserable, she had been taking care of me, and she knew my deep affection for Ruoxiu.

When something happened to the cultivators, they all advised me - if the living can't live well, how can the dead rest in peace? I looked at Zimin and seemed to finally understand that the so-called living well is not to forget the old people, but to live well in the years to come, so as to live up to the deep affection of the old people.

If Xiu Ruo was here, she wouldn't blame me for marrying someone else, and for so long, every time we met, she never blamed me.

Take care of yourself.

It is only now that I finally understand the meaning of this sentence.

The second day was Chinese New Year's Eve, and since Zimin married me, we kept the New Year together for the first time, accompanying Ruoxiu and my mother.

I don't know if anyone else will remember falling asleep under the three-foot loess of Daxing City, but I know that I will not forget.

I can't forget their kindness and affection for me.

My mood is already very complicated, Zimin's mood is much more complicated than mine, I don't know what she is thinking, I just think she is very restless, in fact, even when she is sword in the hotel on Henan Road, she is also calm and composed.

We were relatively silent, but I don't know why, I thought she had something to say, but she never said it.

I don't know if I'm afraid of ruining the atmosphere of our New Year's Eve together.

The oil lamp in the small hut flickered suddenly, Zimin's hand tightened, and through her fingertips, I caught a glimpse of the Qingyu Pavilion Order she was holding in her hand.

(End of chapter)