Chapter Thirty-Seven: Telling the Story of Life
I don't know why, every time I am alone with Fuhua, I am drinking, if I drink something and do something, it can be regarded as a name for Mrs. Fuhua, but everyone drinks too well, and they can't get drunk no matter how they drink, which is really depressing.
At this time, the moon is in the middle of the sky, the cold wind outside the house is bleak, the oil paper used to paste the lattice window of the inn lifts a corner, the cold wind blows and makes a "fluttering" sound, and the candle flame in the house sways with the wind, flickering bright and dark. I lay on the table and looked at the flickering candle flame, and I sipped the mulberry wine without a match, and the clear wine flowed into my belly along the delicately inlaid silver cup with turquoise, and my body was warm for a while.
The two drank in silence, neither of them speaking first.
After a period of silence, Fuhua finally couldn't bear it anymore, he poured a cup with me, and said lightly: "Why hasn't Hongyi looked at me since I entered the door......?"
I plucked the hairpin and flicked the wick lightly, still not looking at him, my face was slightly red before I spoke, and I stammered and whispered: "No, it's not that I'm afraid of you, it's just, well, I'm just afraid that I will easily forgive you when I look at you." ”
Fuhua was a little ridiculous, and put a piece of beef into my bowl, "I don't understand this, I don't know why you can forgive me by looking at me?" After a pause, he said, "I don't know where I did wrong and need to be forgiven, you ...... But are you blaming me for putting you in danger?"
You really don't know? You are so good-looking, how can you lose your temper when you look at such a face? I thought indignantly, but my face turned even redder, and I was afraid that he would see it, so I had to cover my cheek with one hand and pretend not to care.
After being silent for a long time, I was a little overwhelmed, put the hairpin in my hair again, lowered my head and twisted the orchids embroidered on my dress, and had to mutter: "I don't blame you for putting me in danger, besides, I'm not in danger, you, you protect me very well......"
"Why is that?"
I said in my heart, what do I say? Could it be that the table slapped his sleeves and flicked it, and the big thorn went out and said, Lao Tzu can guess your life experience, presumably you also know Lao Tzu's life experience, let us open the skylight and say something bright!
But another thought, I still don't know why a trace of obsession in the previous life died into a charm, although I really want to know about the past life, but I died at such an age, and the obsession is so deep, it's not a good memory after all, although I want to know, but I'm afraid that after knowing, I don't know if I can bear it again, there is a poem that can still express my twisted and tangled thoughts, is to say "the hometown is more timid, don't dare to ask the person", those things are now only separated by Fuhua alone, but I don't dare to ask in detail.
I thought to myself, and I twisted the dress harder in my hand, and suddenly heard Fuhua say lightly: "If you tear the skirt again, it will be broken."
I was stunned when I heard this, and went to look at the lotus-colored skirt embroidered with orchids, and sure enough, it was wrinkled. Then I stroked it stupidly, and sighed, the master taught me to be frank, saying that if there is no desire, I am just right, but now I am cowardly into this situation, I peeked and quickly glanced at Fuhua, and saw that although he was calm as usual, in fact, he was also very nervous and uneasy, which could not hide the raging emotions, and he seemed to be unable to bear it anymore.
After a long time, Fuhua finally sighed slightly, and said slowly: "My surname is Yin, you should also know that I ...... is the prince of the Southern Han Dynasty, line seven"
I was stunned for a moment, and when I raised my eyes to look at him, his eyes were lowered, and the knuckles of the wine glass were slightly blue, as if he had mustered up his courage, and said slowly: "I think you must have noticed something, you have always been smart." I...... I want to say......" Fuhua's gaze lowered and his body stiffened, as if he was under great courage.
"What?" I asked softly
Fuhua raised his eyes and looked at me meaningfully, and after looking at it for a long time, I pretended to look at him relaxedly, and my hands under my sleeves were clenched tightly, and my palms were wet with sweat. Suddenly, the corners of Fuhua's mouth hooked, he smiled quite self-deprecatingly, shook his head, his stiff body relaxed for a moment, raised his hand to put the cup on the table, got up and moved a few stools close to me, looked at me, and said:
"I didn't say it before, because I didn't know how to tell you, and I didn't mean to hide it from you, but now, I think it's better to let you know earlier......"
"I think you must have some doubts in your heart, yes, I knew who you were from the beginning, I ...... I know that you have now become a charm, Mei, you are not called Hongyi, you were called Chifu in your previous life, and you were the only daughter of Chi Liye, the prince of the Ying Kingdom......"
My heart was like thunder, and the dusty memories exploded, and those chaotic memories drifted away like smoke, and my heart was filled with bitterness, and I wanted to clear the smoke to see, but I couldn't.