Chapter 31 It's hard to turn back when you want to think about it
One night, Han Sanxiao repeated that sentence three times: Hongyan, forgive me.
This Hongyan must be a woman, it is said that the most important person that people can think of when they are most vulnerable, this woman has always been in Han Sanxiao's heart, but he has never mentioned it to us-
The sky turned white, Han San smiled and turned over a few times, it seemed to be much sharper than before, I was really tired, after making sure that his ears were not bleeding or hot anymore, I wrapped my ears and left gently, and when I walked to the gate of the courtyard, Xiao Shiyi Lang also stood up, wagging his tail as if to send me off, I smiled slightly, although it is an animal, it is very human.
At dawn, the town was as quiet as water, and the early autumn wind blew like ice silk on the face, with a silky slippery touch.
When I turned out of the alley, I saw a black shadow floating quickly on the bend of the distant mountain at the entrance of the village, the black shadow was very slender and beautiful, how could it be like a Song Ling arrow? It's not dawn, is she going up the mountain? What does she do all day long? The god is mysterious, and even Han San is sick and doesn't want to stay one more night?
I stared at the black shadow so distracted that I didn't care about my feet, and I almost tripped over something with a stumbling sound!
"Beware!"
Out of nowhere, a man appeared and held me up quickly and gently.
I turned my head to see that the man was dressed in a coat and a hat, half a head above me, and only a pair of beautiful and delicate eyes appeared in the dim light.
"Thank you......" I stared into the man's eyes, always feeling familiar, but I was sure that this man wasn't from town-
Another unfamiliar face?
The man didn't dodge my scrutiny, and asked me softly with bent eyes: "It's just right to meet the girl, how do you go to the county office?" β
I pointed in the direction of the yamen to the west and said, "It's the closest to walk straight through Huayuan, butβ"
The man let go of my hand, raised his fist and said, "Thank you." Then he turned and walked west.
I haven't finished it yet, but--Xihuayuan is weird, it's better not to pass by when walking alone-
- But- But the county office is empty, and you can't find anyone if you goβ
But the man had already gone far, he was obviously walking very slowly, but in a blink of an eye he had gone far away, and the dark clouds dissolved like ink in the early autumn morning light. Those beautiful and delicate eyes kept flickering in my mind, sometimes smiling, sometimes sluggish, and causing me to have a terrible headache.
As soon as I arrived at the yard, I felt like a string that had suddenly loosened, and my whole body was weak, and I collapsed on the bed and fell asleep after a while.
I also had a dream, in the dream there was a woman named Hongyan in Han Sanxiao's heart, she sat on the willow branch and shook her little feet as light as a butterfly, the long skirt flew around with her legs in the air and was as beautiful as the sun, I looked up at her, the sun hid her peerless face in her arms, and she didn't let the world see it.
I asked her, "Is your name Hongyan?"
The woman giggled, the voice was crisp and moving, just listening to the sound was intoxicating, she didn't jump off the branch, she asked me from above: "Are you Yan Fei?" β
I nodded and said, "Yes, I'm Yan Fei, how do you know my name?" β
The woman asked me again, "And how did you know my name?" I never came to mind in his mind. β
I replied, "I heard Han San call your name in a smile, you are very important to him. β
Hongyan stopped shaking his feet, his long hair scattered on the back of his hand in the wind, and whispered like a dream: "How do you know that I am important to him?" If I am important to him, why is he with you? β
I smiled wryly, "I don't know." Maybe he's just tired of walking and wants to stop in this beautiful place before he comes back to you. β
Hongyan smiled again, this time her laughter was no longer crisp and moving, but low and hoarse, and she complained: "This broken place is also worthy of being called beautiful mountains and clear waters?" If the mountains and rivers are really beautiful, how can you give birth to such a sick man? I've had enough of the smell of corrupt death on you. β
I was stunned, I didn't have time to accept this sudden change, the branches full of sunshine were suddenly cloudy, and the red face of the colorful clothes was even more black-clothed and green-shirted, she jumped on the branch like an arrow and shot down, standing in front of me was actually a frosty Song Ling arrow, she stared at me arrogantly and sharply laughed, the laughter ripped off the leaves in a circle, and the storm leaves drowned me instantly.
A hand stretched out from the leaf ring, against the wind, I saw the pair of beautiful and delicate eyes at the end of the hand, and he said to me, "Don't be afraid, I am here." β
I sat up with a snort, extinguishing the circle of the dream mirror, and driving away these fears of the unknowable, why did this man who only had one side appear in my dream?
Why do I feel so familiar with the eyes, as if I had known each other a long time ago?
As soon as I woke up, I remembered Han Sanxiao, I didn't know how sick he was, so I simply cleaned it up, and went to the kitchen to get some sweet snacks like candied fruit to bring him to make him happy.
I don't want to be cold anymore, I want to make peace with them.
Xia Xia followed me and said like a little tail: "Sister Fei, you have been sleeping for a long time, is there something uncomfortable?" β
I asked her, "Have you seen Han San smiling?" β
Xia Xia said: "No, I haven't seen him for a few days, and I haven't heard his voice change at night, it's a scary feeling to be quiet." β
I wrapped the candied fruit, looked at Xia Xia's strange expression, and thought that she was worried about Han Sanxiao's lack of improvement, and comforted: "Maybe I saw that there was no one in the yamen, and I was lazy again." I'm going to take a look at the other sideβ"
"Sister Feiβ"
I was in a hurry to find Han Sanxiao, I was too lazy to talk to Xia Xia, and as soon as I got out of the hospital, I felt that something was not right-
Why is Song Lingjian's door locked?
Since the day I met Song Lingjian, her courtyard door has not been locked, if she is in the courtyard, at most it will be hidden, if she goes up the mountain, she will not lock the door, and the dangling lock on the door makes me feel very empty.
What does that mean? It shows that she never wants to interact with her again, so she has to lock the door everywhere she goes?
Xia Xia came out and stopped talking beside me.
"Xia Xia, why is the door of the courtyard locked?" I felt myself tremble as I spoke, and I couldn't reach my fingers to point to the lock on the door.
Xia Xia whispered: "It's been a few days, and it's been locked." Is it that Sister Song has been staying in the mountains? β
How many days?
Xia Xia's voice was so thin that it could be scattered in the wind, for fear that if she said it louder, it would hurt me: "I just wanted to say that I haven't seen them for several days, and the courtyard door has been closed...... I thought you knew where they went......"
My mind is blank, no, I just slept for a while, I regret it, I want to be reconciled with you, you won't say goodbye!
I ran in the direction of the entrance of the village with a cloth bag of candied fruit, my feet were like stepping on cotton, tears flowed out uncontrollably, you wait for me-
There was a sound of a fast palm behind me, I looked back, and saw Han Sanxiao's little eleven lang shrugging his back and running quickly behind me, as soon as I stopped, it also slowed down and stopped, sitting in a bulging position not far away, staring at me quietly with green eyes.
By the way, Han Sanxiao, I'll go find him first, and if he's there, he'll definitely help me be a lobbyist.
Han Sanxiao's home was also empty, the bed was covered with meager dust, and the quilt was twisted into a * flower messily, snuggled in the corner of the bed and lonely. The lamps and candles were cold, and there was dust on the windowsill, as if no one had lived in them for days. Isn't he very sick, why don't you stay and recuperate?
I panicked.
If he really wants to leave, why don't he put the quilt away? Did you leave before you had time to pack up? Still is...... Or did he have no intention of coming back at all?
No, it won't!
No, he won't suddenly disappear like those people!
I ran desperately towards the mountain, no matter who bowed to whom first, as long as I could see Song Lingjian, as long as I was sure that she was still there, I didn't care about anything! They must be vomiting at me, trying to compete with me and really joking and scaring me, it must be!
Xiao Shiyi Lang has always followed me flexibly, just like Eleven Lang before, I always follow behind to protect me when I go out to deliver a product.
When I arrived at Song Lingjian's mountain house, the door of the mountain house was also locked, the seats and tables that were usually placed under the eaves were removed, and the windows that were usually open and ventilated were also closed tightly, and through a tiny gauze hole in the corner of the window, I bent my stiff body to look at the scene in the house-
The house is very neat, the tables, chairs, shelves and cabinets are covered with dust-proof white linen, I don't know whether to be happy or sad, Song Lingjian has always been a very prepared person, she must be planning to leave here, so she arranged all the things in the house, since she has the heart to arrange, it means that she still has nostalgia for this place, and she should come back-
But when are you guys coming back? Don't wait until I can't wait until I come back, okay?
A cool breeze blew through the mountains and forests, and I was dizzy, and I sat down in the porch with weak legs and wept bitterly.