Side story (8) There should be no hate
December 2008
Wangfujing in Beijing has always been a treasure trove of land, and being able to have a small house in such a prime location can basically be regarded as a dream that a person has struggled for all his life, let alone have a villa as large as the one I woke up to see.
The chaotic memories still made me uncomfortable with the current room furnishings, and I rubbed my head and thought about the most ridiculous thing I could say when I woke up: "Where is this?" Which dynasty am I in again? β
Then, I saw a face that was once unforgettable for me, but now it has long been forgotten by me in the corner: "Lin Che......"
The light from the floor-to-ceiling windows gave me a sense of time staggered, and my heart seemed to stay at that moment.
That one, so cold and cold, the passing life also brought away the only residual warmth of my body, although I was held tightly in the arms of the seventeenth elder brother, but the boundless cold was still about to drown me, I gasped for breath, trying to calm my cramps that began to be caused by the cold......
"Qiyun, allow me to ...... next life" Although I have repeatedly hidden the fact that I am about to die, no one knows that I am just dying: "In the next life, you are not allowed to leave me again!" β
"Okay-" My hand couldn't be raised anymore, and slowly slipped off Brother Seventeen's face, but Brother Seventeen caught it quickly and stubbornly pressed it on his face.
"Don't be perfunctory to me, you are always perfunctory to me, always thinking that it is for my good......"
"No, I won't lie to you this time." Snowflakes fell and fell on my pale and bloodless face, I raised my head and stared at the sky with empty eyes: "I have failed you too much in this life, if there is an afterlife......"
Merely. I'm a cross-over person. Will I have an afterlife? What will be my afterlife? Qianlong Dynasty? Republic?
Is this my next life or a past life?
"If there is an afterlife. We said yes. This time I'm going to like you first. You are not allowed to rob me of ......" in this life. You're too bitter. You've liked me for so long. It's not that I'm ignoring it. It's just that I can't respond at all. If there really is an afterlife. Just let me like you first!
Let me repay you for your heart's desire. I can't say that there is love. Bear all the pain in silence. If Heaven has mercy. I really have an afterlife!
"The afterlife. I must like you first. Like you and you don't know ......"
"Hmm!"
"If there is a misunderstanding between us, it must be that you misunderstand me, I have made you suffer too many grievances in this life......"
"Hmm!"
"If there is still separation between us, then let you abandon me, every time you leave me, let me always chase you behind your back......" You have seen my back so much in this life that I can't bear to turn around again......
"Good!"
Seventeenth elder brother, I really want to pay you back all the things I owe you before, but it's too late. All my words now are nothing but beautiful lies, I'm deceiving myself, I'm lying to myself that I still have a chance......
"In the next life, you remember, don't be so stupid and good to me, I'd rather you always owe me, just let me taste all the suffering, you just need to be good to yourself, as long as you are good to yourself......"
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"Promise me!" I felt that my whole body had begun to stiffen, and I realized that the words I had just been able to say so much were just a reflection of the light, and I really couldn't do it anymore.
"Okay." Slowly pressing my hand on his shoulder, I felt the warm bloodstains, felt the uneven skin on it, I was frightened and wanted to withdraw my hand, but I couldn't: "Qiyun, I remember everything you said, and you also remember your promise, I'm afraid that you won't find me in the next life......"
So every time I say one, you carve a trace, and you are afraid that I will not be able to remember it, so I use it to remind me?
"Don't worry, I don't hurt, I didn't know it hurt for a long time......" forced my hand to press the wound on his shoulder: "Remember here, you must go to me, otherwise I hate you, I will hate you to death......"
You deserve to hate me......
The term "afterlife" was originally used by men and women who have regrets in their hearts to comfort themselves, and I am comforting you and myselfβif there is an afterlife......
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Raising his hand, he felt that his weakness at this moment was not inferior to the moment when I was poisoned three hundred years ago, and the warm feeling in my fingertips was still there, as if my fingertips were still pressed on the flesh and blood of the seventeenth elder brother a moment ago......
"Xiaoying, I'll get you whatever you want, you're still very weak and need to rest and don't move.
My strange movements made Lin Che think that I was trying to take something, so he hurriedly walked in front of me and put my hand down to cover the quilt: "You are very weak now, don't catch a cold." β
It was only then that I saw my arm, which had been quite plump and now only a layer of skin and bone, on which a dense needle proclaimed that her master had been lying like a living dead for a long time on the nutrient solution: "I didn't come after all."
There is no afterlife after all! β
Clenched my hands in pain, I almost burst into tears - the last time, I made him a beautiful promise for the last time, but it still didn't come true, I kept lying to him, a reincarnation, I still abandoned him after all......
"What an afterlife, what's wrong with you, don't cry!" Lin Che didn't know what was going on with me, and his face turned white from being frightened by meβas soon as I found out, his face was so pale that it barely lost to me.
In a panic, he subconsciously clenched my hand, but this action provoked me: "Let go of my hand, you go out!" "My hand still has the temperature of the seventeenth elder brother, so gentle and unforgettable, I don't want to be destroyed, any touch by him is a blasphemy against the seventeenth elder brother!
"Xiaoying, what's wrong with you?" He was even more panicked, and quickly let go of his hand, looking very embarrassed: "The doctor said that you hit your head when the car rolled into the water, are you still uncomfortable?" β
"Did you hear me when I let you out?" I got up angrily - I didn't know how I could have escaped death, how I had stayed at his house instead of the hospital, and why he had changed his mind to take care of me. But I was very angry, back then he (said to be less than a year, but in the heroine's heart, the thirty years of the Qing Dynasty were enough for that year) left me so decisively, leaving me with a lifetime of pain, and now he is pretending to be a good person here: "Yes, this is your home, of course you don't have to go out, then okay, I'll go!" β
It took me almost all my strength to move the quilt covering my body, and I raised my head with difficulty, my appearance seemed to frighten him, and he quickly shook his hand and withdrew: "I'll leave now, I won't come back for a few days, you have a good rest, I'll go!" β
In the embarrassment, he fell to the ground, and I realized that his leg was still splint, and the thick bandage looked very serious, no wonder his face was so white: "What's wrong with your leg?" β
In a trance, I just heard him suppress a muffled snort, it should have fallen and injured the injury, but he covered it up well: "It's okay, a small injury." Then he politely took the door and walked out.
Outside the door, I vaguely heard his old servant, Mother Wang, exclaiming, "Oh my God, what a sin!" I heard him whisper "Don't shout, it's okay, she's awake" or something like that, but I didn't pay much attention to it. Yes, I would have been ecstatic if it had been me before the crossing, but now everything is different.
My heart was left in the Qing Dynasty, the young man who could only kiss my neck would be extremely happy - at that moment, this flower bloomed and there was no more flower......
Suddenly, something seemed to float into my heart, and a sudden pain in my heart reminded me - I came back and proved that three hundred years ago, the woman named Niu Luyun had died in the arms of the person she loved the most, but what about the seventeenth elder brother?
What happened to Brother Seventeen?
I remembered the warm liquid when I groped for Brother Seventeen's face, I couldn't see it, what would happen to him? Because I couldn't face his death, I chose to leave selfishly first, but did I think about him, my death, he might bear it?
"Computer, I want a computer!" He sat up suddenly, but fell down weakly: "Is there anyone?" Computer, I want a computer, give me a computer! β
"Xiaoying!" The door was knocked open, it was still Lin Che, and I saw that he was only half-bandaged on his leg - it seems that the fall just now still hurt him.
His face was covered with cold sweat that had just broken out from the new bandage, but he didn't seem to pay attention to it: "What's going on, what do you want the computer for?" β
"Give me the computer, give me the computer!" Why didn't I study history well before, I only remember that my sister would be the queen mother, but I don't remember the history of the seventeenth elder brother after that - if I leave, will he still be happy? How long will he live? Will he marry another woman? You have to be gentler and more virtuous than me!
"Computer!" For fear that the computer would press me, although the laptop was not heavy, considering my weakness, Lin Che still decided to hold it in front of me with his hand: "Here you go." β
I clicked on Baidu with trembling hands, and my weak hands could hardly bear to type his name, but I eagerly opened one web page after another - suddenly, a line of small words made me almost lose the strength to breathe......
Aixin Jue Luo Li, formerly known as Aixin Jue Luo Li, because he wanted to avoid the name of his brother Emperor Yongzheng, changed his name to Yunli, Prince Guoyi, born on the second day of the third month of the third month of the 36th year of Kangxi, and died on the fifth day of the second month of the third year of Qianlong......
"The fifth day of the second month of the third year of Qianlong, the fifth day of the second month of the third year of Qianlong......" My hand fell off the computer keyboard, and my crazy eyes looked at Lin Che as if I was looking for a savior: "The fifth day of the second month, why are you so cruel, ah-ah-"
My poor seventeenth elder brother didn't live one day longer than me...... (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to **com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )