A person's life is long but short.

How long a person can live and how much sincerity he can get is unknown.

I understood early on that my life would not be long, and I didn't need something as cumbersome as love, and although I was always called a mourning star, I didn't want to hurt anyone.

My name is Aragaki Hao, born in a family of Fangshi, although it is a family, but it is sparsely populated, and I was born with five disadvantages and three deficiencies.

The Aragaki family has been inherited from the Western Han Dynasty scholar Aragaki Heina to the present, but because of the surname, it has never had the opportunity to make a contribution.

Since the establishment of diplomatic relations between the Eastern Han Dynasty government and the Japanese slave state, surnames such as Aragaki have been used by them for their own use, and the Aragaki family, which is already sparsely connected, has also been implicated.

I'm the same, because of this surname and humiliation, and the appearance is born androgynous, as I get older, I get even more humiliated, so since my father's death, I haven't been to school again, but with a huge amount of insurance money to open a piano painting interest class, which can be regarded as a place to find stability in the bustling city.

In my memory, the only people who accompanied me were Liang and Aya, and my father was only responsible for my homework, not my life.

Aya and Huan Liang don't expect me to become a talent like other parents, nor do they look like school teachers and classmates are sarcastic about me openly and secretly, for them, my appearance and surname are not what they care about.

And now we have a hobby class that we have been able to do it because of their talent.

Drawing around Liang Shanqin and Ayashan, although they are spirits who have signed a contract with me, I don't know their origins, but they have been with me since I was born.

Compared with other family heirs, in addition to daily practice, the Aragaki family heirs need to sign a contract with the elves who fit their aura, and borrow the power of the elves to ensure that in an increasingly prosperous society, harmless spirits can also have a foothold.

In my eyes, they are more like a bunch of fools who see themselves as saviors.

As soon as I entered the house, I didn't have time to put the dishes in my hand into the kitchen, but at the door, I heard Aya, the 'aunt', start to be unforgiving again.

"Alas, men in the world are all affectionate, look at that stinky boy of Mao'er, I don't know where to go to tease other little girls." Aya reclined in front of the railing, standing a little lightly, obviously afraid that I would go out and have an argument with someone, I thought to myself, if my father was alive, Aya would be severely punished if he saw such a posture.

She obviously didn't notice that I was back, and was still chattering: "Winding the beam, now there are fewer and fewer places for the spirits to recuperate for a long time, and the forest area is also decreasing. ”

Huan Liang was concentrating on playing with flowers and plants, and without thinking too much, he said "oh", which can be regarded as answering her words.

Aya obviously didn't notice that Huan Liang didn't take his words to heart, and still said to herself: "I'm thinking now, since there is no problem for us to deal with now, can we take the initiative to reduce the occurrence of accidents." ”

"Mrs. Naya, where are you going to go, and you have nothing to do?" The theme that Aya talked about can be said to have remained unchanged for thousands of years, and it has been this thing for so long since I can remember.

She was stunned by my question, and it took a long time for her to recover, and then she glanced at me: "Isn't the old lady for you to be a little rabbit?" You know, if you want to follow in everybody's footsteps, you have to deal with these things. ”

I don't know where Aya is for my good, it's just that I'm no longer able to support it, and my heart is ready to spend the rest of my life in poverty, and now country Z is now finding that it is getting better and better, people believe in science more, and many people no longer believe in miracle power, not only that, but the pace of life is also tightened, even if something strange happens in life, if it is not very amazing, it will not be taken to heart anymore, not only the Aragaki family, but also the descendants of many people who are good at magic, no longer choose to become a monk, but find another way.

"Nowadays, the state is paying more and more attention to forest protection, and one day the forest will increase the coverage rate, although not as much as in ancient times, but the mountain spirits also have their own place, and spirits like us, born of things, are usually kind. Moreover, people nowadays are very concerned about personal privacy, even if there are evil spirits and spirits who come out and cause trouble, and we are not invited to deal with it, we cannot force it to interfere. Huan Liang was still playing with her precious orchid on the side, "I don't want to take risks, if I think so, I don't need this technique in this life, I am afraid that it will be true and will not follow in the footsteps." ”

Aya didn't answer the words of the beam, but gently picked up the round mirror that had not been played with for a long time, and reached out to caress the carving, as if through the dust that had been deposited for a long time, she could get a glimpse of the past that had long passed.

"Those who know me say I'm worried, and those who don't know me say what I want, Mao'er, I've taken care of you for fifteen years, but I've never put pressure on you, but this time, you have to do what I say."

I kept my old habit of listening and listening but barely spoke, except for Aya and Huan Liang to start arguing.

Aya and Liang are often like this, although it sounds a little discordant, but it can be regarded as a relief for me to relieve a little loneliness, but the two have never agreed with each other, and they have changed from words to hands when they don't agree.

Unsuspecting neighbors always think that the husband and wife are quarreling, and often run to the house to persuade them. After a long time, it was rumored that the Japanese on the fifth floor had a very poor style of life, and they hugged the left and right to share the blessings of the people, and they couldn't explain it several times, so they simply stopped explaining, and the rumors became even more intensified, and after a few days, the neighbors and the parents of the students saw me as if they wanted to talk and stopped, for fear that they would become my hunting target.

I don't care, after all, I've been used to it since I was a child...... Get used to all the gazes of people.

Since I grew up, Liang and Aya rarely talked to me about their childhood, nor did they talk about their origins, but they just accompanied each other and regarded each other as family.

Although every time I say I don't care, I have already let go of those things, but for a person, it is so easy to choose to forget in the past, and forgetting is just to live better......

But I just don't want to forgive someone who hurt me, and I don't understand why I should forgive someone who hurt me.

"Those who come to the world with spirits and strange beasts are not allowed to use magic at will to cause trouble in the world." Huan Liang glanced at Aya, "Why don't you mention your past, it has nothing to do with Mao'er, it is the ancestors of the Aragaki family who promised you." ”

"No, I want to know your past ......"

Hearing me say this, the corners of Aya's mouth finally had a touch of upward arc, and the sunlight passed through the branches outside the window, mottled and fell on her body, leaving many bright yellows, like stars.

Huan Liang and I didn't speak again, just quietly listened to Aya tell her story.

It was another year of Qingming season, and I sent him another letter, which was the best paper I could get, and I wrote every bit of my life in the letter, but this bit has nothing to do with me, only about our children.

Because I know that his only attachment here is the child, not me, but I don't know, this is the last letter I wrote to him.

He must hate me, because I am a Huns, in the Huns, everyone is brave and good at fighting, even women are as heroic as men, the world knows that the Huns are ministers but repeatedly violate the border, but I don't know why we repeatedly violate the border, but they just regard us as invaders.

It's just that who would have thought that we have been in the Mongolian desert and steppe for a long time, and most of them live in the Gobi Desert, and we just want to get a few acres of fertile land, so that we can have no worries about food and clothing like the people of the Central Plains.

Since I was a child, my father and brother were fighting abroad, and my mother and I were at home, my mother was a beautiful Han woman, and she was always so gentle when my father saved everyone's daughter when he was fighting, but I knew in my heart that she hated her father from the bottom of her heart, and even hated her brother and me, and in her heart we were always the invaders who caused his family to be ruined.

She didn't tell me to go to the herd, but took out the mutilated book of poems and taught me to read and write, and she said that this is how women should be.

Until my father and brother died in battle, my mother and I became more and more sad, she always gently stroked my head, and then silently looked at the moon with tears.

She was homesick, she said.

She said, "It would be nice not to have you."

Less than half a month after my father and brother died, my mother abandoned me and left, and under the difficult circumstances at that time, I could not live independently at all.

Since then, there is no girl Aya in the world, but the Xiongnu have more shaman Wangshu, the tribesmen firmly believe that my long snow-white hair represents the moon, since then, they call me Wangshu, I will be enshrined, they firmly believe that I can bring peace and peace to the Xiongnu.

I thought I had spent my whole life like this, until I met him, Ziqing was much older than me, but he was the most handsome man I had ever seen, and I especially liked his eyes, like a pool of blue water, with a shimmering light, more agile than the most beautiful oasis I have ever seen.

I don't know how they left such a figure behind, only that they sent him to the North Sea, where I lived.

I took care of him at the bedside for more than a few months, decocting medicine for him every day, and I kept pestering him after he got well, and he did not reject me as if I had taken care of him for months, but also because I had a Han face.

He asked me when I had been taken as a maid, and I didn't answer him, because I thought that if I told him that I had lived here since I was a child, this tenderness might never belong to me again.

The nomadic girl is not as delicate as the daughters of the big families in the Central Plains, and since he recovered from his illness, I have pulled his sleeve,

Take him to see the vast grassland, take him to see the magnificent North Sea, and take him to see the grassland scenery. But Ziqing rejected my kindness again and again, saying: "The scenery of my Central Plains is a thousand times more beautiful than this." ”

Since then, he has taught me to paint, taught me to compose poetry, and the landscapes of the Central Plains have emerged in his paintings.

It's probably because I fell in love with this person at that time.

Later, a rebel general told him that his wife had married someone else, and his heart was like ashes, but he still did not bow his noble head, and that day I personally found our leader and told him that I would marry Su Ziqing, and I would persuade him to surrender.

The day he married me was sunny, the sky was slightly bright, he was just faint, no sorrow or joy, and soon I was pregnant, and his expression was the same as my mother's, I thought...... I'm going to set him free.

"Take advantage of the chaos, and run away at the time of the party." He looked at me and didn't answer my words, I forced back my tears, tried to squeeze out a smile and said to him, "My name is not Aya, I am the shaman of the Xiongnu, Wangshu." ”

That day, he left without looking back, and I can't tell whether it was uncomfortable or happy, maybe it was more of a relief.

Later, the chief took him back, and a few months later, the court brought him back, and we never saw each other again.

"So what you're talking about has nothing to do with Mao'er." Before Aya could finish telling the story, Huan Liang interrupted her, but Aya didn't care and continued to tell her story.

"Because of the needs of the war, a piece of grassland was destroyed, and the spirits who relied on the grassland to survive began to fight back against humans, and I also died because of it, leaving only a wisp of dead soul attached to the painting, three days later, Ziqing took the child and my relics back, but we are forever separated by heaven and man," said ...... Aya's eyes were full of tears, "Mao'er, do you know...... I heard my child call me mom but I couldn't respond, I wanted to hug him but couldn't touch it...... I've been following the Aragaki family ever since, just to stop the spirits from harming the common people. ”

"Should the risk of eradicating the spirit be borne by Mao'er, and if the spirit is wrong, you humans are not wrong? Fellow creatures... Where are we inferior to you? Huan Liang interrupted her coldly, "If it was in the past, wouldn't I be able to do it?" ”