fairy wife

Qiuqiu stood in front of the door and looked at the inner room.

Shi'er went in and opened the window.

The sun shines into the room, and the gray and old room just now looks alive.Next to the window is a dressing table with a concentric mirror box of rhombic flowers, and a half-worn green gauze curtain hanging on the bed. This curtain is probably the most exquisite thing in the house.The gauze tent is hazy and soft like a layer of fog. People sleeping in the tent are like sleeping in a layer of fog.

Maybe, it's like sleeping in a dream.

There was even a pair of shoes beside the bed, and a shawl beside the bed. Under the sun, the silver thread on the shawl was still shining, as if it were brand new.

Shi'er didn't speak, he just stood quietly by the window and waved to her.

Qiuqiu walked over.

There are a few things scattered on the dressing table, a rouge box, a silk handkerchief, and two sapphire hairpins.It's as if the owner of this room has not left and will return at any time.

But there was one thing missing from the dressing table.

comb.

This is something that every woman will have on her dressing table. Even if there is no rouge eyebrow pencil, there must be at least a comb.

But not here.

"Looking at what?" Shi'er asked her.

"There's no comb here."

"Probably Ziyu Daoist took it away in the end."

Did you only take a comb with you when you left in the end?

Maybe... that comb is very meaningful, maybe it was given to her by her lover, or it may have other important meanings.

The wind blew the grass and trees all over the yard rustling, like a woman whispering.She was probably walking in the yard, and the hem of her skirt was rustling.

To be honest, although Qiuqiu has learned Ziyu Jue, she still doesn't understand what kind of exercise Ziyu Jue is.The more you think about it, the more blurred it feels.

No wonder the master said that success in learning Ziyu Jue depends on fate, and she was not selected back then.Probably with her aptitude, she can't understand it even after learning it.

Just like Qiuqiu now.

Qiuqiu thought.Probably she has no fate with Ziyu Jue.

Thinking of it this way, she felt a little sad.

But now standing at this place, looking at the place where Master Ziyu once lived.She spends every morning and evening here, and spends every long night here.She must be lonely when she can't sleep at night, or wakes up early at dawn, right?

Qiuqiu inexplicably remembered a sentence.

Merry is always blown away by rain and wind.

She has been in this world.She loved and left traces of her presence in this world.

When she left, there should be no regrets, right?

"Do you like Ziyu Pavilion?"

"I like it." Qiuqiu said: "Ziyu Pavilion accepted me. There is a master here, and there are senior sister Su Xun and the others. I understand a lot of things that I didn't know before..."

There is one sentence that Qiuqiu did not say.

If you haven't come to Ziyu Pavilion.It is impossible for her to meet him.

He must be an unusual person, if he hadn't come to Ziyu Pavilion.She probably won't meet him.

Till now, Qiuqiu didn't know why he suddenly appeared in front of her like that, and treated her so patiently, so well.

And he refused to tell her why.

Qiuqiu now only thinks about his arrival without warning.But he is here as a guest, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, he will always leave.

The thought of him leaving.Never see him again, never hear his voice.Qiuqiu felt an indescribable pain in her heart, as if a big piece of her heart had been taken away. She didn't feel pain, but... was at a loss.He is obviously not a familiar person, but he has already occupied a very important part in her life. Qiuqiu can't even imagine that after he leaves, can she live as before?Like before he appeared?

She couldn't even remember what state of mind she was in before he appeared.

"What are you thinking about?"

Qiuqiu was silent for a while, and said softly, "I'm thinking about what will happen after you leave."

He's gone, but she still has to live.

He held her hand: "you don't want to be with me?"

Qiuqiu looked up at him.

Yes, of course I do.

But she hadn't remembered what he said.

What if he was mistaken?When the time comes, he can turn around and leave without saying a word, still like a stranger to her.

At that time she had no position to ask him to stay.

"I want to." Qiuqiu slowly pulled her hand out of his palm: "I want to be with you."

"But I still can't remember what you said."

"Maybe when I think about it, it's more appropriate that we're talking about it."

Shi'er frowned slightly, and he wanted to hold Qiuqiu's hand again, but Qiuqiu took a big step back.

"I don't know what kind of past you and I have, what kind of fate entanglements there are. You came to me on purpose, I think this must not be an easy task. But I don't know anything yet, I don't even You don’t even know your name. Under such circumstances, it’s too early to say whether we want to be together or not. I don’t know what you need me to think of. Maybe by then I will become a stranger, a People I don't even know myself."

Qiuqiu felt that her statement was a bit ineffective: "In your words, you are not looking for me now. But what about me? When you say it like this, you even start to doubt who you are."

"You..." Shi'er looked at her quietly: "Are you unhappy?"

Should she be happy?

Qiuqiu thought, he was right, she was really unhappy.

She thought that his gaze might not be on her, but looking through her for a lost shadow.

He expected Qiuqiu to become what he expected.

And now she still doesn't meet his requirements.

The shadow of the sun shifted, and it was almost dusk. The clouds in the sky were reflected by the setting sun into a colorful and rich color, just like the colorful skirt of a woman.

She is also trying hard to recall these days, where is her memory blank.

The conclusion is that her memories of this life and her previous life are complete.

What he wanted her to remember happened outside her memory.

This feeling is really uncomfortable.

Dazed.A feeling of powerlessness.

She knew those things, those memories should exist, but she had no clue.

"Stop talking about that." Qiuqiu changed the subject.

Maybe tomorrow they will separate, but now he is still there.

It's better to spend the present well.

"You brought me here because you want me to understand the mystery of the Purple Jade Art?"

Shi'er didn't bother with the topic just now, he answered frankly: "Yes. I don't know much about Ziyu Jue. Back then, Master Ziyu knew that the end was approaching, and once wrote down a sentence in her handbook, she said, I have just touched the edge of the threshold. Unfortunately, I have no time. This sentence has no beginning and no end. I suddenly remembered this in the past few days, so I want to bring you here to have a look. After Ziyu was seriously injured, he almost She has never left here, if she has any new understanding, it may leave some traces here, or it may have something to do with this courtyard."

It's still for her.

Qiuqiu thanked him very much.

She also said frankly: "I don't think I'm suitable for practicing Ziyu Jue. Although the head master taught us the art, she said that my comprehension ability is good. But after that, I couldn't comprehend it at all. I can’t even remember the content. The Ziyu Jue should be very good, but it’s not for me, so I can’t force it.”

He looked at her.

Qiuqiu thought, maybe this way of thinking would be regarded as having no ambitions and not seeking to make progress.

That's how many people in the sect see her.

Only Qiuqiu understood.How serious is her attitude towards Ziyu Jue.

She didn't think hard about it, or even delve into it like a madman.In the eyes of others, it is the performance of carelessness.

Ke Shi'er's eyes did not have the speculation and contempt she had seen before.

"Really? That's fine." Shi'er said softly, "If you really don't have a chance, then you don't have to force it."

This sentence seems to be talking about Ziyu Jue.

But Qiuqiu suddenly thought that this sentence could also be used between them.

If it's really undesired, and she can't do what he asks, then there's no need to force her too much.

Even if, as written in the legend, their fate happened in the previous life, then she is already a brand new her now.Let the things of the previous life stay in the previous life, she is already a completely different person in this life.

The story of the famous Sansheng stone.The Zen master and the scholar meet each other in a world apart, but the past and the future are already blurred.The two have their own different life paths, and the fate of the previous life cannot be repeated and continued after all.

After returning from the forbidden area, Qiuqiu remained silent.

Aunt Yan felt that Tu'er must be tired, and told her to rest early at night so that she could take care of herself.

Qiuqiu couldn't sleep.

She lay there, the night was so long, she felt inexplicable panic and fear in her heart.

The moon shone on the window, a bright white.

Qiuqiu felt that even the moon was too bright tonight.

She got up and wanted to lower the curtain in front of the window.

The bamboo hook hooking the curtain was stuck tightly, and she thought about pulling her foot to pull it.

Through the gap in the window, she saw someone standing in the yard.

Qiuqiu was taken aback.

Shi'er stood there quietly for an unknown how long.

Qiuqiu stood inside the window.

The moment she saw him, Qiuqiu couldn't express the complicated feelings in her heart.

It seemed to be joy, but then I felt a deep sadness.

The line between sorrow and joy is so blurred.

She pushed open the window.

"How did you come?"

"I want to be closer to you," he said.

This sentence is simple and straightforward.

Qiuqiu was speechless for a while.

After a while, she said, "Come in."

Seeing that he didn't move for a while, she said again: "Come in, I can't sleep either, let's talk."

He just took a step forward.

Looking at him, Qiuqiu suddenly understood something.

It doesn't matter whether his cultivation base is high or his status is aloof, but in front of her, he has no defense at all.

Their strengths are as disparate as heaven and earth, but he and she are equal. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

ps: My mind is a bit messed up today... I repaired it once, but the writing is still not ideal.