Freedom is not in the environment, but in the state of mind, uninhibited, no moral responsibility, no pressure and fear, everywhere the sky is wide, free to sway temperament. With this state of mind, mountaineering and snow walking, and boating on clear water are freehand.

It's a pity that I'm not an ancient person, and those poetic feelings are not for me. In fact, the freedom I aspire to is very simple, which is to sleep happily every day, plus the unkempt hair. Think about how self-absorbed and ...... it is to sleep until the afternoon, then get up with sleepy eyes, don't comb your head and don't wash your face, take milk from the refrigerator with your eyes closed, drink it with your eyes closed, climb into bed and fall asleep again Happiness!

As a woman who is complete and has no defects, I think this thing must not be done. And I, really, have never done it before. Don't say you don't have a chance, even if you have a chance, you're not in the mood. God knows, it turns out that lazy beds also need a mood, and you can sleep as long as you want.

For a particular group, this is the most direct manifestation of freedom.

I don't see a thief who can sleep soundly one day, without it, his heart is empty!

I haven't been a thief for a long time, but I still can't sleep lazy, too many burdens, too many worries, too many worries, every day my nerves are tense, my brain is flying, and the most luxurious thing is relaxation. Now I finally got my chance, so I slept for three days in one go. I am happy in my sleep!

I forgot to explain, this is a remote mountain village, for three days, Yan Qixing has tried his best to play the role of a maid, cooking each meal in a different way, and then serving it to my mouth, it depends on whether I give face to eat.

There are only a dozen families, and we live in a wooden hut used during the hunting period far away from the mountain village, and the house is fully equipped with all the equipment, which is very suitable for two people——— such as Yan Qixing and me.

In the winter of 134 B.C., for the first time as a "woman", I obeyed the decision of Yan Qixing as a "man", did not meet the emperor, but returned to Chang'an, and entrusted a voice recorder that could clear my name and return Wei Qing's innocence, and entrusted an embroidered messenger to Liu Che along with a bamboo slip written on how to use it. Originally, I wanted to write a farewell letter and attach it, but I thought it was not interesting and I had nothing to say, so I gave up.

By the way, I sneaked back home, I wanted to get something useful, but I was accidentally chased by the guards as a thief, and I took something in a hurry, and fled to safety only to find that it was the most useless thing brought from the 21st century - a guitar.

Anyway, Wei Zifu, Liu Che, the Imperial Shuangbi, the Han Dynasty and the Xiongnu, war and peace, all the troubles are far away from me. As for Wei Qing and Fu Yong, Yan Qixing said that it had already been arranged, and there was no danger, and now, probably one of them returned to Bigu, and the other was as uncertain as us.

Yan Qixing doesn't know Wei Qing, he will never ignore the world and be at ease, and after getting out, he will definitely do everything possible to thoroughly investigate the cause of his sister's death. If he knows why, he doesn't know if he will hate me? It is to be expected that there will be a new struggle, but it has nothing to do with me.

Not everything requires an answer, this is a new lesson for me to learn, it's rare to steal a floating life, and enjoy it. The matter of the Wei family may as well be solved by Wei Qing himself. Don't call me selfish, for me, it's hard to be selfish!

Although this idea does not conform to my character, the happiness that I have never had has overshadowed everything, makes me fall into it every day, and I don't want to think about tomorrow, for fear that at the first thought, happiness will fly away like a bird with wings.

The days in the mountain village were dark and pleasant, and we didn't talk much, and I slept most of the time, as if I wanted to make up for the sleep of the past twenty years, and I was as sleepy as a pig. Yan Qixing also let me, I sleep, he quietly does his own thing, I wake up, there must be hot food in front of me, occasionally wake up at night, touch the calm and serene face of Yan Qixing on the other side of the couch, there is a deep feeling from the bottom of the heart - stable happiness.

So I closed my eyes and smiled.

That's right, in the mood of the panic years in a different time and space, it is enough to get such stability, this is enough, there is no more luxury. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, every night in the future, I pray that it will be as peaceful, calm and quiet as tonight.

The water in the barrel was so hot.

At noon on the fourth day, I couldn't bear it anymore, what would it be like for someone who loved cleanliness more than sleep if he didn't take a bath for six days?

However, until now I have not been able to adapt to this way of bathing, I prefer a convenient and quick shower.

The steaming water soaked my skin red, and the smell was drowsy. Sleeping while bathing, that's the only benefit of a barrel.

In a daze, someone wiped my back, how could there be anyone else but Yan Qixing? However, we are not married and have not lived together, so it doesn't seem good. But sooner or later, we all have to live together, we all have to get married?

Haha, hey, hum. (It's actually a bit embarrassing)

So he helped me wipe my back, he helped me change the water, and he helped me wash my hair...... At the end, he sighed with satisfaction, alas, it was so comfortable, it was so happy.

Changing into clean and soft clothes, I crawled into the quilt, "whoosh", the quilt was taken away, "brushed", the pillow was removed, and I was picked up, put on a thick fur coat, put on thick fur boots, and finally a fur hat buttoned up to my head.

"What are you doing?" I looked helplessly at Yan Qixing, who was busy beside me. "Let me sleep a little longer, okay. ”

Yan Qixing helped me tie the strap of my coat, and Zhengse said, "Come out with me." ”

I stretched my waist and said lazily: "No, it's cold and snowy outside, this kind of weather is most suitable for playing mahjong, drinking, and sleeping." I choose the latter. ”

As soon as I picked up the soft stomach and slid towards the wool couch, Yan Qixing said in a commanding tone: "No, you, you must go out with me." ”

"I don't want to go out. I desperately wanted to pull his hand away, but Yan Qixing's arm exerted force, hugged me horizontally, and strode out.

"Hey, hey......" I was surprised, this guy would still do this?

As soon as the door opened, the cold wind poured in, and the snowflakes fell lightly and fell on my face, and I shivered as soon as I shrank my head.

I love winter and snow, but only when I dare to take the first step out of the house, and until then, I'd rather hide behind the window and enjoy the snow outside. Either I don't go out and hide in a warm room to escape the cold, or I go out and don't want to come back, that's me.

So after three cold wars in a row, my body quickly adapted to the cold outside, and as soon as my mind cleared, my spirit immediately lifted up, and I jumped to the ground, clasped my arms and shouted at him: "Say, what are you calling me out for?"

Yan Qixing stepped forward and grabbed me by the shoulders and turned back......

Looking through the gaps in the snowflakes, I looked ahead in amazement, what were they? Two snowmen? life-size snowmen.

Moving his feet closer, he can see more clearly, not a snowman, to be precise, a snow sculpture, as if from the hand of a sculptor, the lines are clear and detailed, and the folds on the clothes are really visible.

It was a man and a woman, the man was tall and wore a long sword at his waist, and the woman was handsome with a short sword under her side. The man put his hand on the woman's shoulder, his eyes fell on her, his facial lines were soft, and his expression was warm, while the woman leaned on the man's chest, her expression was gentle, and her mouth was grinning sweetly.

These two real snow sculptures, naturally, are me and Yan Qixing, to be honest, the carvings are really beautiful, obviously with heart. I tilted my head and looked at it for a long time, then glanced back at Yan Qixing, who looked at his masterpiece, with a smile on the corner of his mouth and a tender look in his eyes.

I looked down and smiled, and my heart welled up with sweetness.

Yan Qixing will do this......

A hand rests on my shoulder, and I lean against his chest like a snow sculpture.

"Do you like it?" his voice was low.

"When did you get it?" I asked curiously.

He laughed softly: "Before I came here, I had been listening to you talk about the snow and ice sculptures in your hometown, so I took advantage of the three days you slept to send you away." After a pause, he asked, "Do you like it?"

I nodded my head and said, "I like it! it's beautiful...... But it would be nice to carve another big eagle. ”

"Eagle eagle?" Yan Qixing felt quite strange, and didn't understand what the eagle was doing with the chuck between the two?

"If there is another eagle ....... "I looked at the beautiful pair of snowmen, and my heart longed for it. "If there is an eagle owl, you and I are a standard pair - the Condor Heroes! From now on, they will be free from the world, smiling proudly in the rivers and lakes, and they are really envious of mandarin ducks and not immortals. ”

Yan Qixing's eyes lit up, and he said slowly: "So, are you willing to be a pair of mandarin ducks with me?"

"Phew, who's going to be a mandarin duck with you. I pouted. "I was wrong just now, the kind of bird of mandarin ducks, water-based poplars are very sweet, and we have to be jackals loyal to each other. ”

Yan Qixing frowned, and said slowly: "Only envy jackals and not immortals?"

I burst out laughing, and laughter was heard in the gap between the snowflakes.

I went back to the room and lifted the short sword, and with great interest I planned to carve a few words on the snow sculpture to commemorate, I couldn't think of any bold words, those sticky and greasy idioms such as "the sky is long, the sea is dry and the stone is rotten" and other idioms have long been used rotten, the English poem Yan Qixing and can't understand it, meditated for a long time, Yan Qixing reached out and took the short sword, and quickly carved the standard Lishu style words on the two snow sculptures.

After the last stroke was written, with a wave of his hand, the short sword was inserted into the snow, Yan Qixing stepped forward and took my hand, and did not speak, just stared at me intently.

"Life and death are broad, and Zicheng said. Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son. ”

I looked at the words on the snow sculpture in a daze, not a sea vow made of Chinese words and beautiful endowments, the language of the ancient people to express love was simple and direct, but it was so warm and affectionate.

"Seventh brother. Holding Yan Qixing's hand with his backhand, his hand was very warm, and the warmth entered the bottom of his heart, converging into a surging river. My eyes were a little hot and wet, and I felt that I could no longer hide the stupid emotions in my heart, so I had to bury my head deep in his arms and hug him tightly. At the same time, I regret why I can't be as passionate as other women, and I can't think of anything to show love and gratitude other than a genuine hug.

The snow fell heavier, but we didn't feel the cold, and the beautiful and flowing snowflakes fluttered softly around us, like boundless blessings, sent to our hearts.

In the evening, we sat around the brazier, and the useless guitar came in handy at the moment. Plucked the strings lightly, singing his favorite old English song "Longlongago" with a soft voice and a deep voice......

tellmethetales

thattomeweresodear,

long,longago,

long,longago;

singmethesongs

idelightedtohear,

long,longago,

longago.

......

then,toallothers

mysmileyoupreferred,

love,whenyouspoke,

gaveacharmtoeachword,

stillmyhearttreasures

thepraisesiheard,

long,longago,

longago.

......

I played and sang repeatedly, Yan Qixing listened quietly, the sparks in the brazier kept flickering, the warmth of the veins and the sparks were intertwined, and I experienced the intersection of hearts in the singing. After a while, my waist was gently grabbed, my head was slightly sideways, and Yan Qixing kissed me......

The piano stopped, and the singing stopped. His lips are soft and moist, like our damp minds. We kissed in small pieces, for a long, long time.

"Let's get married. Suddenly, he whispered in my ear.

In the firelight, I looked up at him, his face was actually a little red, and his expression was quite timid, but I still "bravely" added: "How is tomorrow night?"

"Of course not. I blinked and said, "Why don't you just do it tonight." ”

At 9:15 a.m. on the night of the winter solstice in 134 B.C., I, a former heroine in the 21st century, 27-year-old Liu Dan, finally married the 28-year-old Yan Qixing, a messenger of embroidered clothes in front of the Han Dynasty.

It was the sweetest winter night I've ever had, because that night I got married......

The newlyweds woke up early in the morning on the second day of their marriage, looking at Yan Qixing's smiling face in his sleep, and somehow remembered the famous saying: In this unreasonable world, who knows what is cause and what is effect? Who knows, maybe just because of the fulfillment of her, a metropolis has overturned......

Yes, what is the cause and what is the effect? Who knows? Travel back in time and space to 2,000 years ago, someone died, someone changed their fate, someone rewrote history, and in the end it was just to fulfill me and him.

Eileen Chang is right, this is indeed an unreasonable world!

Grunt got up and decided to cook breakfast for her husband with her own hands, as most wives do.

Humming "longago" softly, my mind was full of images of last night's first wife, and there was still a residual sweetness in my body that was united by love, and I hummed a song, completely looking like a little woman happy, and lightly prepared breakfast for my beloved man.

I don't know what kind of mood the wives use to serve their husbands on the second day of marriage, but my mood is directly described as - cool!

Probably too excited to get carried away, the spoon in his hand fell to the ground. I bent down to pick it up, but somehow, my hand went soft, and the spoon fell off again.

I stared at the spoon and shivered.

This feeling of powerlessness is not new to me, but these days are so happy that the event is almost forgotten.

Gu poison has not been eradicated.

That kid still won't let me go, and it would be strange if he let me go. For the past few months, maybe he's been waiting for me to go back on his own, after all, he thought his hypnosis had succeeded, or some other reason why he couldn't move, and now he must have run out of patience.

I froze in place, not daring to move, for fear that I would fall down and alarm Yan Qixing. Sooner or later, we will have to face this situation, but I hope not today, at least not today.

I didn't dare to move, beads of sweat dripped quietly. It's false to say that I'm not afraid, even if Liu Chengbi thinks about it, he feels that his hairs stand on end, if I can, I'd rather face a poisonous snake than see him again.

I don't know how long it took, so long that I thought I was about to become a zombie, and the sound of Yan Qixing getting up sounded in the room. I was startled, and subconsciously moved my body, huh? There is no feeling of weakness, no feeling of weakness. Try your hand again, be flexible and powerful, that was the case just now......

Was it a dream, right?

I stared at my hand suspiciously, and moved five more fingers, nothing unusual.

"Dan?" Yan Qixing appeared by the door, looking at me with a slight uneasiness in his eyes.

"Oh, I accidentally dropped the spoon. I smiled and soothed him. "It's still early, why don't you sleep more?"

Yan Qi walked over to help me pick up the spoon, hugged me gently and said, "You go to sleep, I'll come." ”

"It's already good. I smiled.

The breakfast was very rich, but no one put their minds on it, and Yan Qixing and I were a little absent-minded. But that didn't happen again.

"We went hunting. ”

After packing up, Yan Qixing made a suggestion, and I gladly responded.

The weather was surprisingly good, and Yan Qixing and I were dressed in animal fur clothes, holding the kind of three-pronged hunting fork, chasing a rabbit in the snow. The rabbit is very clever and runs away at an astonishing speed when it encounters danger. Yan Qixing and I are not committed to rabbits, you chase me and hee-hee-ha, completely ignoring the feelings of the little rabbit, the more frightened it is, the more we have fun.

This is also the inferior nature of human beings, animals chase prey for survival, and human hunting is a leisure sport. The object of hunting is not only animals, but more often of their own kind.

Hatred is the driving force for cannibalism, just like Liu Chengbi is to me. Why don't animals have a sense of hatred? Is it because they don't have a sense of hatred, so they can only be killed?

As soon as I stopped thinking about this, I suddenly lost interest, and many people and many things came to my mind in an instant. The rabbit seized the opportunity and fled without a trace from my feet.

There is a kind of person in the world who does not deserve to be happy, because they like to spoil themselves too much.

Yan Qi walked and asked wonderingly, "Why don't you catch it?"

I laughed, lay down on all fours on the snow, imprinted a large human figure, stood up and exclaimed, "I don't like to eat rabbit meat." ”

Yan Qixing sat down beside me suddenly, and suddenly remembered something and said, "Remember that day you didn't ......"

"I don't like it today. I argued, pushed him down, and threw himself on him, and the two of them rolled in the snow, tangled, unable to tell which was which.

The cheerful laughter of men and women echoed in the empty world.

There is a kind of person in the world who deserves to be happy, because they have too few opportunities to be happy for themselves.

However, how long can this stolen happiness be happy?

"What are you thinking?" he asked me.

"Hatred of humanity. ”

We walked hand in hand in the snow.

"Liu Chengbi wants to kill me because I am his father's enemy. I sighed, the biggest regret of coming to the Han Dynasty was to break the killing ring. "According to your ancient ideas, how could such hatred come to an end?"

Yan Qixing was stunned for a long time, and said slowly: "The revenge of killing your father is not shared, either you die or I die." ”

I sighed again and said with a bitter smile: "Yes, the Chinese are like this, there is revenge, there is kindness must be repaid, grievances and grievances are entangled, and they can even continue to future generations, and make a reason for paying off the debts of the father and the son." Alas, what bad luck. To be honest, I didn't kill Liu Ziju with my own hands, and revenge shouldn't have found me, there is a kind of him going directly to Liu Che...... No, I can't find Liu Che's head, if you want to calculate it, you have to find Liu Che and his father to settle this account. Cut, but if you have to count it strictly, that's not Emperor Jing's responsibility, who told you Liu Bi to rebel, you are against others, people don't kill you and keep you? Find a place to live incognito, why do you still affect future generations, revenge and revenge from generation to generation, if you can't find someone's father, you will find your son, and you will bleed like a river at every turn, everyone has not had a peaceful birthday together, Liu Che is not wronged, am I wronged?"

Yan Qixing was silent and did not speak.

"But the worst one is the one who takes on the mission of revenge. I said sullenly.

"Why?" Yan Qixing raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"I have not experienced the incident, I have not even seen the face of the enemy, but I have been instilled with the idea of revenge since childhood, living in hatred and destined to live for revenge all my life. "I thought of Liu Chengbi's strange psychology, and my mood became heavier and heavier. "Hatred is like a poisonous snake that bites him to the death, and the venom enters his body and devours his life, and his heart cannot be freed. You can't like what you like, you can't give up what you give up, you can't get what you want, you can't experience happiness, you can't taste happiness. For others to have new hope every day, for him to repeat the old pain every day, maybe for the rest of his life to spend his life like this, you say that he is not miserable and pitiful. ”

Yan Qixing said in a muffled voice: "If he succeeds in revenge, he will be freed." ”

"There will be no liberation, there will never be liberation. I sneered. From then on he will fall into a vicious circle of hatred, he will count people, and people will count him, he will hate people, and people will hate him, and he will kill people, and people will kill him, and he will never be at peace. So...... Now that I think about it, it's really right, that humanity needs forgiveness. ”

I also need forgiveness, for those whom I have killed, I need forgiveness, and for those who want to kill me, I need forgiveness.

"Forgiveness?" Yan Qixing repeated these two words softly. "Forgive the enemy?"

"No, it's forgiving yourself. But the only way to forgive oneself is to forgive one's enemies. Only by forgiving others can we release ourselves from the bitterness and pain caused by hatred. Looking back at him, he smiled and said, "Isn't it nice to live happily and easily like we are now?"

Yan Qixing didn't answer, as if he was deep in thought, his eyes were as deep as a pool of water, calm but he couldn't see through the contents.

"What are you thinking?" I stepped forward to hug him, and he hugged me, and in the snow, there were only the two of us left in the world.

Yan Qixing smiled faintly, and sadness flashed in his smile. What is he grieving about?

Kissing me on the cheek, he said, "I have never enjoyed such happiness in my life. Heaven will have mercy on my loneliness and send you from a thousand years ago to comfort my heart. It's just that I'm worried that God can send you here, but I don't know when it will send you away. I'm used to having you by my side, and if you suddenly go away one day, how will I spend the long years after that?"

I grinned and said, "It's really unfounded, even if Hetian Yu appears again, I don't plan to go back." Besides, don't we have an agreement?"

"What agreement?"

I smiled brighter and said, "Forget, life and death are broad, talk to Zicheng, hold the hand of Zi, and grow old with Zi." (Qi Kuo means clutch, into the meaning of the agreement, this sentence out of the "self-poetry scripture "Shao Feng" drumming" means that regardless of life and death, make a vow with you, hold each other's hands tightly, and snuggle up to old age)

We can't predict the outcome of love, nor can we fatish life and death, all we can grasp is our own hands, separated by two thousand years, separated by the long distance of different time and space, the two hands can be tightly held together, then, what else can separate us? Although there is a slight trepidation in happiness, there are faint tears under the smile, but the covenant of holding hands has been made after all.

Who can promise anything to whom? Who has the determination and will to bear the results of the promise? The word "forever" cannot be lightly promised, but once promised, it will be for a lifetime.

"What would you do if one day we were forced to separate?" he asked quietly.

I thought about it for a moment and said seriously, "I will wait for you, and I will look for you until I wait, find you." ”

"What if you find me and see me beyond recognition, and I'm no longer me?"

"I will watch over you quietly until you become you. ”

"What if I could never be me again?"

"Then I will become another me, to match another you. ”

As silly as he asked the question, my answer was as silly, and by the way, I gave him another giggle.

Yan Qixing took out something from his arms and stuffed it into my hand, it was the poplar ring, but there were more things on it, and I looked at it, it was the silly words engraved on the snow sculpture.

I was moved by the traces of the words in my hand, and he took out a short knife from his sleeve and cut the middle finger of his left hand. Seeing the bright red blood flowing out, I froze, I didn't know what he meant by doing this, and I was about to shout a shout, but he took my right hand and cut my middle finger without saying anything, and then, the two bleeding middle fingers were tightly together, and his blood and my blood merged together.

"We swear by blood, make a formal agreement. Yan Qixing's expression was extremely serious. "In the future, no matter whether life and death are separated, or the times change, or the sun and the moon are reversed, until the heaven and the earth change, you and I will grow old hand in hand, and we will never lose each other. ”

In the past, I just listened to legends, but now I have seen it with my own eyes, and the oath of the ancients is really to see blood. I opened my mouth slightly and didn't dare to exhale pain, so I could only nod my head with certainty and affirmation.

The following days were the happiest time I have ever lived, and we were like ordinary couples, hunting, chopping wood, making money, and busy for three meals a day. Chatting, frolicking, playing the piano, and singing in his free time...... Yan Qixing was very smart, he memorized the lyrics of the song "Longago", and when I sang it, he also sang along, so in the hut far away from the hustle and bustle, there was often a "soulful" duet of a man and a woman. Perhaps, a long, long time later, when we sing this song from a long, long time ago, and the covenant of holding hands has been completed, we will smile and say that we have fulfilled our vow to grow old with our son.

I think of the day I die, and I will never forget that time, although there is always an ominous premonition haunting my heart, but we are so in love and so happy that all the clouds cannot stay long.

Occasionally, I think of Xiao Jian, but there is no guilt and sadness, only relief and blessings.

- This person who he thought he would never forget in his life turned out to be quietly forgotten in the process of remembering.