I collect cultural relics in the human world

Chapter 27: Women tolerate themselves to please themselves ([-])

"You...who are you?" Zhou Qian collapsed to the ground and looked up at Qin Jian, angry and anxious.

"Who gave you this dress?" Qin Jian didn't answer, but asked softly.

Zhou Qian seemed to have never thought about this problem. When she looked at the clothes in Qin Jian's hand again, her resentment turned into confusion.

"I...this dress?" She frowned, half awake, as if a whisper from her dream came to her ears again, "Who gave it to me?"

"If you think about it again, the smell, the sound, the light, everything at that time."

"It's very blurry, very quiet, nothing can be seen clearly," Zhou Qian's eyes were lost, and her voice became weaker and weaker, "In the ancient courtyard, there is a sorrel flower and a faint smell of sandalwood."

"Sandalwood?" Perhaps he had expected this result, so Qin Jian was not surprised. He just folded the clothes a few times and carefully packed them into his wide sleeves.

"What should she do?" He Si looked at the person who fell to the ground and muttered to himself, and then thought about the ancient courtyard with Lingxiao flowers and sandalwood in her mouth, with mixed emotions.

"Someone from Fan Yu's side will handle it in a moment."

"What about Yuan Yuan?"

"There will be reports in a few days that he is missing in a remote tourist area."

He Si was silent for a long time. There was no way to change what had happened. She sighed and said, "Then let's go."

"Wait a minute," Zhou Qian behind her came back to her senses, her voice was still weak, but with evil intentions, "He Si, haha, what kind of girl from a good family would be named Si, which is unlucky for the daughter of a country that has perished."

"Is it praise for those who play tricks on the princes with beacon fire?" He Si immediately asked, "Is it the same trick as beauty brings disaster to women again? If you really pursued women's rights as you said, you wouldn't treat such an obvious male The mistake was forced upon me.”

Zhou Qian was speechless for a moment, but He Si behaved abnormally and did not stop talking.

"Many people have asked me why my name is Si. The illustrious Zong Zhou and Bao Si destroy it. Doesn't it sound like a person? At least it is much more powerful than you who kills people of the same sex and slaughters the weak."

After He Si finished speaking, she no longer lingered and left the room that was already enveloped in the aura of corruption.She walked very far in one breath, and when she couldn't catch up with her anymore, she slowed down and realized that Qin Jian had been following her not far or near.

The autumn mood was hazy at the end of the long street, with the bright moon shining, thin clouds wandering, the parasol trees sparse, and the cold wind rustling. He Si sighed and found that there was a faint firefly under the tree that did not belong to this season. When he looked closer, it turned out to be a small firefly. Monkeys dance among the grass.

Do you also sense my uneasiness?He Si stopped escaping and faced Qin Jian with her arms folded across her chest, trying to find a topic to soothe her messy thoughts.

"Since when did you start following me?"

“It starts when you leave the Senior Activity Center.”

"Ah? That's not an activity center for the elderly," He Si blushed when someone guessed what she was thinking, and subconsciously denied, "It's a tea ceremony house. It's also very popular among young people nowadays to drink tea."

"Really?" Qin Jian didn't argue. The street lights were dim and He Si couldn't see Qin Jian's face clearly, but it sounded like he was in a good mood.

"Yes, the inheritance of traditional Chinese culture." He Si added superfluously, and then asked, "Have you been looking at me in the mirror gallery?"

"Well," Lao Chaofeng nodded almost invisible, "I made a mistake in judgment once. I asked you to leave the hotel without knowing the full story, which almost killed you. Naturally, I won't make the same mistake a second time."

Warmth flowed through her heart, and He Si thought of the abnormality that appeared in the mirror when Zhou Qian was applying makeup to her, and confirmed again: "I had an abnormality in the mirror when I was applying makeup, was it you at that time?" "It looks good."

Qin Jian replied in a confused manner. It took a long time for He Si to realize what he was talking about, and her face turned red.

"What you just did was very unusual."

"Ah, when?" He Si panicked and used her hands to cool down her hot cheeks.

"When that woman mentioned your name."

"At that time..." Realizing that she had misunderstood Qin Jian's meaning, He Si quickly calmed down, and the melancholy that kept getting sorted out caught up with her again.

"The road is still long, don't you want to talk about it?" Qin Jian did not let her continue to escape, but followed the guidance.

Perhaps it was because the moonlight was too gentle. He Si took a deep breath and suddenly wanted to tell the person in front of her all her thoughts.

"She is right, no girl from a good family would be named Si."

Qin Jian didn't speak, and He Si felt that his figure gradually became taller and slender under the moonlight, with a hint of ghostly aura, infinitely close to the mysterious man who appeared several times.But she didn't want to delve into whether it was an illusion or reality, so she simply turned around and continued walking towards the campus along the original route.

"My biological mother, she was the mistress. She intervened in that man's marriage and gave birth to me with her own ideas. In the end, she found out that the so-called love was all deception and passed away unhappy. My name is also the name she gave birth to when she was delirious. Taken from He Si...she should have transferred all her hatred for that man and regret for her immature choices to me."

A fallen leaf fell to the ground. He Si stepped on it lightly and made a "click" sound, like the sound of someone's heart breaking.

"But I don't blame her. I don't want to blame my mother. She gave me the purest life and all the love. I have never been able to understand her choice. In my memory, she is an extremely sensitive and idealistic person. , maybe... I'm not trying to defend her, but I just can't help myself..."

"I understand." The male voice behind her added a footnote to her without hesitation, "It's just that I don't think this was your mother's original intention in giving you this name."

"What...mean?" He Si was a little surprised by this answer.

"Everywhere in life is similar. It should be like a flying dragon stepping on snow and mud. This is the picture that came to my mind when I first heard your name."

He Si was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "Oh, you are indeed Mr. Qin."

"Encounters in life are like claws in snow and mud, they are beyond your control. In this case, letting nature take its course is the best attitude towards the accidents in life. And other things are just like flying giants to snow and mud, but they happen by chance. Stop, you already have great ambitions, so why worry about these things."

He Si pursed her lips and remained silent. Behind her, Lao Chaofeng's gentle and clear voice continued: "You must have misunderstood your mother's intentions."

"I didn't!" He Si's eyes were red, and she tried not to let tears well up with the sour memories.Ever since she was little, she has been unable to hold her head high because she is the daughter of a mistress and a bastard without a father. No one has ever said these words to her, and no one has ever told her that this is the meaning of her name.He Si, He Si, those past are just claws in the snow and mud, fleeting, why bother to care about them.But this is a mental illness that has troubled her for more than 20 years, how can it be disappeared in a few words.

"He Si, you shouldn't live this life burdened with self-loathing that has nothing to do with you."

"I didn't..." He Si turned around, and through her tear-filled eyes, she saw that Lao Chaofeng behind her had indeed turned into that mysterious man with orchid trees, handsome and noble, as expected, but she Not afraid at all.

"I didn't." She just stared at the figure who accompanied her all the way, shaking her head over and over again, and murmuring over and over again, as if to convince herself, until she fell into an embrace with the faint scent of sandalwood.

Just think...this is a dream.

(End of this chapter)