Chapter 7 The Past is Young and the Present Is It Present?
By the time the guests were almost finished, it was already early hour. The moonlight is bright and bright, illuminating the people in the night very clearly.
Xiaowa was already leaning on the table and dozing off, duckweed smiled and shook her awake, "Xiaowa, there are no guests, let's go back quickly." ”
In August in Gusu, the breeze blew through the willow trees, and a few willow branches hung down into the river, lingering with the river.
Duckweed felt that tonight was very pleasant, and even hummed a small tune leisurely:
"Zhangtai willow, Zhangtai willow, the color is green today? Even if the long strip looks like the old hanging, it should also be folded by others. ”[]
Xiaowa had already packed up her things at this time, and happily held her duckweed hand and said, "Sister sings so well, but I don't understand it, sister, what does Zhang Tailiu mean?"
Duckweed thought about it and touched the little baby's little head. "Zhangtai willow is the willow tree next to Zhangtai, that willow tree looks very similar to the willow tree in this class now, they are all the same amorous and charming. ”
"How can the willow tree have love?" asked the little baby, shaking her little head.
"Duckweed also has love. Duckweed covered her mouth and smiled. "That willow tree, in love with people, although it has experienced some setbacks, but it can be regarded as a good ending. Let's go, I'll tell you as I go. ”
"Duckweed lady, can you stay?" An extremely gentle voice sounded from behind him, and both of them were startled.
I don't know when, there was a woman standing in the shadow of the willow tree, on the back of the willow tree, I couldn't see my face clearly, only vaguely saw that it was an extremely tall and charming woman, a little weak and couldn't help the wind, as if a gust of wind could blow down.
Xiaowa wanted to go over to help her, but was stopped by duckweed. Duckweed smiled, but there was a bit of chill in her tone: "What's the matter with the little lady?"
The woman then said in a gentle and charming voice: "The duckweed lady said today that she can tell fortunes for free, but I don't know if it can still count?"
"Of course it counts, I never talk empty words," duckweed motioned to the little baby to set up the stool again, and asked interestingly, "I just don't know what the lady wants to count?"
The woman said slowly: "My name is Liu Jiuli, I want to know, when will he come back to see me?"
After she sat down, the little baby saw her face clearly.
This woman named Liu Jiuli has delicate and small facial features, and she should be a gentle and dignified beauty, but she reveals a charm from her bones, and Xiaowa thinks she is very beautiful.
This beauty is different from the beauty of duckweed.
The beauty of duckweed is fairy, and her beauty is charming.
The charm that is not revealed because of the limitations of the facial features is often fascinating.
"What's his name?" asked duckweed, still with a peaceful smile.
"His name is Ye Yu, and he left a letter for me to wait for him, and when he comes back, he will marry me. The woman seemed to remember something, with endless sadness in her eyes.
The duckweed looked at Liu Jiuli's body for a long time, and his mood seemed to become sad, and the corners of his mouth no longer smiled, but sighed and said, "Liu Jiuli, what else do you want to ask?" Or, what else do you want to remember?"
Liu Jiuli raised his head in surprise and asked, "Duckweed lady, should I remember anything other than this?" the woman muttered, "I seem to have forgotten something, but I can't remember it, those should be inconsequential things." ”
The duckweed smiled and said nothing, and a few willow leaves floated down from the willow tree behind him, and slowly dangled to the table. Liu Jiuli hurriedly grabbed duckweed's hand and said hurriedly: "Maybe those things are not important at all." Duckweed Niangniang, I know I forgot some things, I met a Taoist priest before, and he also made me think, but I thought about it for a long time and didn't remember what those things were, I only remember that I had to wait for someone, his name is Ye Yu, and he is a very important person to me. He seems to have said that he would come back and marry me, and that I must wait for him, and only begged the duckweed lady to tell me where he is now. I waited for a long time and he never came. ”
A dark cloud drifted by, just obscuring the moon.
"What will you do if he doesn't come back?" said duckweed, with a sad tone.
Liu Jiuli frowned and was silent for a while before saying, "I don't seem to understand, he will definitely come back, how can he not come back after what he promised me." ”
"What if he dies?" duckweed asked.
"Dead?" Liu Jiuli frowned, and then read again: "If he dies, his soul will also come back to me." ”
Duckweed let out a long sigh and spit out an ethereal white mist, just like when he was on Kunlun Mountain, and his tone was ethereal: "Idiot, you have forgotten something, you have forgotten who you are, and you have forgotten who he is." ”
Liu Jiuli was wearing a very thin long robe, her pale face looked pitiful in the moonlight, and her eyes were extremely sad, "I just want to remember him, but when I think of those things, can I know when my father-in-law will come back?"
Duckweed nodded, looked at the little baby who was dozing off again, and sighed before saying, "But you have to think clearly, maybe some things can't be remembered better." ”
Liu Jiuli thought about it for a long time, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes, "If that's the case, then remember." I miss him so much, I want to see him. Duckweed lady, I know that you are not an ordinary female Taoist, you have a fairy aura in you, you can definitely help me. ”
"I can help you, but unfortunately I'm not an immortal. Duckweed smiled shallowly, there was some sadness in this smile, but Liu Jiuli was immersed in sadness at this time, and he shouldn't be able to hear it.
She had been shrouded in grief.
When he was already in the child, the willows by the river were shrouded in moonlight, and the duckweed made an enchantment to isolate foreign objects, surrounding himself, Liu Jiuli and Xiaowa, including the willow tree.
Xiaowa was leaning on the table and falling asleep at this time, and duckweed said to Liu Jiuli: "Do you really not regret it?"
Liu Jiuli barely managed to squeeze out a smile on her sad face, and she looked firmly at the calm river.
No regrets.
[1] For the story of Han Hong and Liu's gift, see Xu Yaozuo's "Liu's Biography" (Taiping Guangji, vol. 485) and Meng Di's "Poems of Ability".