Chapter 7: The Burned Past
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Since that morning, every time he faced Xun Qiu, Zhang Lingxi didn't make any crazy moves, but every time he resisted his good, or more precisely, struggled.
Xun Qiu knew that the ice in her heart was melting, and he didn't let her be too embarrassed by being in a hurry, but he kept by her side, always treated her well, and always accompanied her.
Zhang Lingxi also adapted to the days when Xun Qiu was by her side, sending her food and medicine every day, accompanying her to read and paint, and reading the idle books in the bookcase to her, just like she did for him when she was a child.
No matter how impatient she was, he was patient and never angry.
A tacit understanding has also been established between the two, that is, they no longer talk about anything about the previous generation, Zhang Lingxi has no resistance to Xun Qiu, but he is always very polite and polite, with a somewhat rusty look, Xun Qiu does not feel discouraged, gives full play to the characteristics of cheekiness, and pesters her to death.
She even thought he was too pestering, and then told him if she could be quiet for a while, or push his hand away, or simply give him a face, but it was all to no avail. But the only thing is that as soon as he says he wants him to go, he starts to be rough, and then kisses her breathlessly.
She didn't even dare to get angry, as if it wasn't angry at all, but a signal to ask.
She really had something to do with him.
But Gong Liangyu said that in the past ten years, this is the most sorrowless period in the eyes of the saint.
Her eyes still betrayed her.
On the tenth night of Xun Qiu's arrival in Zhang's Mansion, Zhang Lingxi found an excuse to sleep at night, then blew out the lights, and spent two or three hours quietly.
Her current cultivation doesn't need sleep, but Xun Qiu sealed her cultivation, so her body is very weak, Xun Qiu said that her long-term cultivation has caused a lot of physical illness, and she needs to take this opportunity to recuperate, so she also lives an ordinary life.
Xun Qiu also accompanies her like this, getting up early to eat, playing the piano and reading, and resting at sunset, just like an ordinary family in the secular world, but they don't sleep together at night.
Today she was surprisingly unable to sleep, and then she put on her clothes, pushed open the door, and walked to the ancestral hall of the Zhang family.
On the ancestral hall, there are more than ten generations of the Zhang family, and the parents are at the bottom.
"Dad, mother, he still came to me, he couldn't leave, I said that I had no way to let him stay, in fact, I didn't want him to leave from the bottom of my heart, but how could I say it. Zhang Lingxi lit the oil lamp in the ancestral hall, looked at his parents' ranks, and muttered.
"I was so determined to leave him, and then I only did it for four days, and I can't remember how many times I slapped him that night, but in fact, every slap in his face hurt in my heart, and I even wished that the person who was beaten was myself. β
"I want to be with him, but I always feel sorry for you doing this, when I look at him by my side, I don't know how much I like it, but I don't dare to think of you two elders, I feel like a very unfilial daughter. β
There was a window on the south wall of the ancestral hall, and by the starlight outside, she could even remember their faces when she looked at the tablets of her parents in front of her.
"He wants to be with me, forever, if I was in Linjing before, I would definitely refuse him without hesitation, but now after these few days, I feel like I want to agree to him. β
Zhang Lingxi faced the ancestral hall, muttering silently alone, it was impossible to say it on weekdays, and even her good sister Gongliangyu couldn't say anything, but in the dead of night, she spoke it all by herself.
Mother is gentle and lovely, everyone is beautiful, but she committed suicide when she was eleven years old, her memory of her mother is a little hazy, although she vaguely remembers the appearance, but at this moment when she was talking, Zhang Jingyao's appearance appeared more in front of her.
Zhang Jingyao couldn't be regarded as a good person when she was alive, but she is a good father now.
He killed a lot of people, but many of the wrong things he did were for his wife and daughter, he was sorry for the world, but he was worthy of his wife and daughter.
Zhang Lingxi couldn't imagine that her father, who had always been full of resentment before, would become the object of her confiding in her at this time.
"Dad, I've been thinking in my heart these days, if Uncle Xun hadn't chosen to stay in the Kaiping Empire, or I wouldn't have known Xun Qiu at the beginning, and there would have been no love and hatred; if my mother hadn't entered the palace at that time, maybe what happened later wouldn't have happened, and you wouldn't have launched a mutiny, and our family would be happy now; if you hadn't rescued me in Linjing City, the Six Dao Alliance wouldn't have threatened you to do such a wrong thing in the back and let you bear such an infamy alone; if I knew the truth in the past ten years, you wouldn't have been supported by such a lonely person, and then made mistakes again and again, until you really can't turn back......β
"If we could really go back in time, maybe the ending would be very different. Zhang Lingxi said slowly, she smiled self-deprecatingly, gently wiped her tears with the back of her hand, and then lit a stick of incense in front of the tablet.
She saw the red incense burning, as if she had seen her past self.
She shook her head self-deprecatingly, smiled miserably on her pretty face, and said helplessly, "Look, I'm talking nonsense again, how can there be so many ifs in this world, how many opportunities to start over." β
"You have left me after all, and I still have to face the days of living alone. Can you tell me whether I choose a peaceful loneliness or an escape happiness?"
Maybe I had already made a choice when I was in the capital.
She remembered her decision at that time, used all her strength to pierce her chest with a spear, and then used all her courage to say cruel words to him that she would never see again, but at that time the real pain in her heart was not physical pain, but heart pain.
"When I left Linjing, I thought in my heart that he shouldn't come to me again, at that time I even felt that what I had done before was too desperate, and I should be a little gentle, don't let him be really scared, so scared that he really didn't come to me, so that I would be alone in the future. β
She sobbed, wiped her tears with a smile, and said, "Do you say that I am too naΓ―ve and unfilial, watching you die in front of my eyes, and having the crazy idea of staying with him for the rest of my life." β
She mocked herself, then began to mutter again.
"After returning to Hansuseong, I always wondered if he would really stop thinking about me and ignore me anymore, and now it seems that I am too worried. β
"He said he wanted me to give him another chance, and I didn't verbally agree, but I knew in my heart that I would still give him a chance. Even if he doesn't ask me, I will. It's just that I'm glad that this time he brought it up himself, so I don't have to find a way to go around in circles for him. β
Zhang Lingxi stroked the ranking of his parents, his eyes were filled with a thin layer of moisture, and then put them upright, and then continued: "But I won't agree to him immediately, I have to wait and see, I can't just follow it so simply, people say that things that are too easy to get will not be cherished, and people should be the same." β
"The two of you are good to your daughter, and your daughter will remember it, but the grievances of the previous generation, my daughter really doesn't want to be entangled anymore, so I think I should get close to him again, because my daughter feels that in this world, if he can't give me happiness, then my daughter can't be happy in this life. β
"So father, mother, if you two are still alive and still with your daughter, will you support your daughter's decision? Or will you tell you to forget all this, forget him, and start living again?"
Zhang Lingxi cast his eyes along the window to the boundless night sky, the night of Hanshui City is different from Linjing, it is close to Huili Mountain and Hanshui, there is some humidity at night, as long as the starry sky is slightly brighter, you can see the mountain of Huili Mountain looming in the night.
"You see, I thought you two could help me come up with ideas, and I forgot that you were no longer with me. Zhang Lingxi let out a long sigh, and then took out the notebook from his arms that had been worn off the corners and become a little rounded.
"I'm grown up, you two are already married at my age, I can't expect someone to take care of me anymore, someone can help me make ideas, and the future can only be decided by myself. β
"So I hope you don't be disappointed in your daughter, her daughter has really been too lonely these years, and she has really had enough of being alone. Dad, when you sent me out of Linjing, you should also want to end all this with your own hands, then let everything that should end end, what should begin, my daughter really doesn't want to stop it anymore, and I can't stop it. β
"Maybe you will be sad for your daughter's choice now, but let her daughter be selfish again, I have been selfish for ten years, I have been used to it, and I really can't get out......" Her eyes have become sour and unbearable, and her voice is extremely fragile, at this moment she is like a lonely bird lost in the wind and rain, she can only cover her weak body with thin and damp wings, and there is no other shelter.
"In the past, that's it......" She flipped through the notebook gently, her fingers rubbing lightly over the black lettering, as if to say goodbye to an old friend who was reluctant to give up.
Then she threw the note in the brazier, where there were still some sparks, flickering little by little.
She blew out the oil lamp in the ancestral hall, pushed open the door and closed it from the outside.
The sparks on the notebook cover gradually increased, and then it burst into flames with a thud.
Just let a fire burn away all the unpleasant past.