Chapter Thirty-Six: What is the Way to Repeat Remembering This?

When I was a teenager, I often loved such simple and straightforward food, and when I married Li Jiao, I couldn't finish eating the delicacies of the mountains and seas, and I would often recall the handful of Luohan beans, the fragrance lingering in dreams, continuous juvenile memories, and green and sweet longing.

Even the sorrow at that time, the worry at that time, it was really nothing to go upstairs, full of rivers and mountains to say sorrow, how to be old, every time I want to talk about it.

However, today I really tasted this long-awaited thing, but I found that things are not human, fragrant and crisp, always different from the memory, I thought that the entrance was continuous, difficult to give up, but it was nothing more than that.

It turned out that I grew up all the way, with mixed tastes, and what I couldn't give up was just the hazy and poetic feeling.

The best should only be left deep in memory, not broken, and always silent.

The cold wind slapped on the window lattice, looking through the window, several damaged houses, withered grass, a wisp of wind squeezed into the room through the window gap, and a snowflake fell outside the window lattice, as crystal clear as glass. Shen Pearl looked at it and smiled slightly, and reached out to look at the snowflake, but the lattice of the window lattice was nailed from the outside to the inside, and she withdrew her hand gloomily.

"As long as you are willing, not only can you walk out of this house, but this great river and mountain, thousands of Li people, are all yours." An Qingxu walked in at some point and said behind her.

Shen Pearl ignored him, walked a few steps, sat down next to a few cases, looked up and asked, "What kind of place is this, what do you want?" ”

"You're not dead?" An Qingxu sat down opposite her and said, "No one in this world knows that you are here except me." Even if you know what this place is, it's useless. Shen Zhu's heart was slightly cold, she had been in this room since she woke up that day, and she didn't know how long she had been in a coma, where it was. The two maids stood in front of the door with their hands down, and they didn't even glance at An Qingxu and Shen Pearl out of the corner of their eyes, like two silent dead people - just as dead people, they had already been poisoned and dumb by An Qingxu, in addition to routinely forcing her to drink medicine and eat every day, serving and dressing and bathing, even her eyes were straight, wooden, and lifeless.

The room is very warm, the felt on the floor seems to be hot, and all the living equipment is excellent, but Shen Pearl only feels suffocated and unable to breathe, although the body is gradually recovering, the feeling of oppression in the heart is getting heavier and heavier.

"There are many good women in the world, and I have long been married to others, and I don't understand why you are still so paranoid." Shen Pearl looked at the snowflakes that were slowly falling outside the window and said.

"It's a pity that the world is so big, but there is only one Shen Pearl." An Qingxu picked up the wine cup on the table and drank it himself. He must come to this room every day, regardless of Shen Zhuzhu's persuasion and scolding, he drinks and enjoys himself.

"Do you really think you can lock me up for the rest of my life?" Today, Shen Pearl changed her normal behavior, and actually snatched the wine cup in An Qingxu's hand, poured a full glass, and brought it to her lips as she spoke.

An Qingxu's expression changed slightly, and he quickly grabbed her wrist: "Your injury has not healed, don't drink!" ”

Shen Pearl stubbornly gave her hand away, opened her lips and swallowed the wine in her mouth, choked on it too quickly, coughed again and again, held her chest pain, and showed pain on her face.

An Qingxu looked at her coldly, and said, "Why don't you get along with your own body." I'm so unbearable, in the past you would rather die under my sword, and today you treat me like nothing? ”

Shen Pearl coughed twice and said, "Since you already know, my heart is a bandit, and I can't be swept up." If you refuse to let me go, you might as well give me a clean and happy life. What's the benefit of tossing me like this! ”

An Qingxu's face changed suddenly, he raised his head and drank the wine in the cup, pinched his palm slightly, heard the crisp sound of "bang", the wine glass shattered, An Qingxu raised his hand and threw it back at will, hitting the face of a maid behind him, the fragments crossed the place, the maid was bleeding, but he didn't dare to wipe it, kneeling on the ground and calling "yah", and kept kowtowing.

An Qingxu just acted as if nothing happened, took care of the case, and said to Shen Zhuzhu: "You don't want to escape from my control again." My patience is limited, even if I can't kill your heart, I will condemn your people! Don't force me to be strong, don't force me to destroy you! As he spoke, he seemed to have no intention of glancing at the maid and walked away.

Shen Pearl stood on the spot, unable to move for a long time.

He is An Qingxu, and he is no longer the second brother An of the year. As early as the day the pearl was returned, the only remaining warm color in his heart had faded. It was she who forced him, for the sake of her innocence, to force him to cut off with a sword, and from then on her heart was like steel, treating all things as grass and mustard, and abandoning all affection.

She couldn't predict what else he would do.

Although he abandoned all affection, only for her, because of his own killer, because of the sudden loss, he knew that he could not give up, and he was determined to take it back at all costs. On the day of the wedding, he was close to her, but he finally missed it, but it aroused his desire even more. The wedding did not take place, or in his heart, he had already regarded her as a destined wife.

He retreated step by step, and even followed her wishes, deliberately letting go of Mo Yansi and the others, but he was determined to keep her heart.

He came to see her day by day, and when she was bedridden, he even served the decoction medicine, so that her body was getting better day by day.

Perhaps, he has been waiting, waiting for her to change her mind, waiting for her to re-recognize the person in front of her, is it a person who can be trusted for life?

What if one day he realizes that she can no longer keep her heart with him no matter what?

Is he in love or unwilling to treat her now? Do you want to live in the only deep love in this world, or do you want to hold on to the good years of your past youth. Is it like a love for her, inseparable, or unwilling to let her fall in love elsewhere and reverse?

Now that she can't die, what will happen to him?

"Even if you can't get your heart, you have to condemn your people!"

A chill rose under her feet, she stumbled, and a maid had already stepped forward to support her coldly. She froze and shouted at them, "Get out! Get out of here! ”

The two maids only listened to her, only cautiously and cautiously, guarding and guarding her against any abnormal movements.

Shen Pearl sat down on the bed in a dejected manner.

An Qingxu came for several days.

It was late that day, Shen Pearl was about to rest, An Qingxu pushed the door in, she changed color, and she was about to chase away customers. But I saw An Qingxu take out an object from his arms, put it on the table and said: "Today is your birthday, and if you finally find this thing, it can be regarded as a congratulatory gift." ”

Shen Pearl was stunned and asked, "It's December 19?" ”

An Qingxu changed his cold and lonely expression in the past, and actually nodded with a smile, unfolded the scroll, and bursts of fragrance came to his nose. Shen Pearl slowly stepped forward to take a look, it turned out to be a bag of monk beans, which should be boiled with fennel, cinnamon, and salt, and the fragrance was indeed attractive.

An Qingxu said: "I always remember that you loved this thing the most, that year you had your eighth birthday, the banquet was full of fish and meat, but a little chopsticks to make a sample, as soon as I left the table, he pestered me to secretly go out of the house to buy Luo Han beans to eat." ”

"Unfortunately, it's too late, and when you get there, it's already closed. In the end, he returned empty-handed...... "Shen Pearl picked up a piece casually, put it in his mouth and chewed.

When I was a teenager, I often loved such simple and straightforward food, and when I married Li Jiao, I couldn't finish eating the delicacies of the mountains and seas, and I would often recall the handful of Luohan beans, the fragrance lingering in dreams, continuous juvenile memories, and green and sweet longing. Even the sorrow at that time, the worry at that time, it was really nothing to go upstairs, full of rivers and mountains to say sorrow, how to be old, every time I want to talk about it. However, today I really tasted this long-awaited thing, but I found that things are not human, fragrant and crisp, always different from the memory, I thought that the entrance was continuous, difficult to give up, but it was nothing more than that. It turned out that I grew up all the way, with mixed tastes, and what I couldn't give up was just the hazy and poetic feeling. The best should only be left deep in memory, not broken, and always silent.

An Qingxu was obviously in a good mood, and he was still talking about how to get this bag of Luohan beans by chance.

Shen Pearl called: "An Qingxu ,......"

An Qingxu stopped talking and became alert, "Don't you like it?" ”

Shen Pearl opened his mouth to speak, but when he heard the door slam lightly, An Qingxu said impatiently: "What can happen?" As he spoke, he walked out.