fairy wife

"I thought about what you said carefully." Shi'er never spoke in a hurry, every word seemed to be carefully thought out, enough to be written in a book for future generations to read: "I am sorry for you. "

Qiuqiu suddenly felt guilty.

When she said those words in the afternoon, she felt a little wronged, but she felt very happy after she finished speaking.

But the grievance was vented, and the joy was over, and she felt that she seemed to be going too far.

Qiuqiu never thought that Shi'er would come to apologize to her, and she was thinking about going to apologize to him tomorrow.

"I've waited for too long, and my expectations are too deep." He said softly, "Actually, I also have a lot of resentment that I want to explode, but I don't even have anyone to explode."

Qiuqiu thought, there is no such thing.

But why not, this Qiuqiu is unwilling to think deeply.

"You're not wrong. I put pressure on you." Through the light, he said softly, "I've always been looking for you. It doesn't matter if I can't remember the past. Of course it's good if I can't. That's okay too."

Qiuqiu looked at him: "Is it really okay? You want to find me because of the past, but I can't remember the past, so what's the point of you looking for me?"

"I'm looking for you because you are you. If you don't remember those things, you are still you. Even if you are reincarnated, your spirituality will not change."

What the two of them said was like a tongue twister.

Qiuqiu felt a little confused.

"Slow down, let me have some time... I have to think..."

The wick hugged into a knot and then snapped.

Shi'er took off the lampshade.Lightly tapped the flame with fingertips, repaired the wick, and put the lampshade back on.

Qiuqiu actually couldn't figure it out.

She asked frankly, "Can you tell me about the past?"

Shi'er looked at her as if a little confused.

"Can't you?"

"No, no," he said slowly, "it's just that I don't know where to start."

Could it be that a very bloody past?

"I fell in love with someone... She also liked me. We became a Taoist couple, and she saved my life later."

Qiuqiu almost vomited blood.

Well, she shouldn't have expected anything from Shi'er.She knew it from the time he told her the past about Master Ziyu. This person has the ability to tell the legend of the ups and downs of love-hate collisions in a dull and boring way, just like pieces of old cucumbers that have been boiled without salt , let people eat is not.Neither is spit.

"and then?"

"She's dead."

Qiuqiu thought, this story is too conventional and has nothing new.

And according to what he meant, he was another protagonist in the story.

"Have you been... looking for her?"

It feels weird to use this to refer to her former self.

"Yes, I've been looking for it for a long time." He was silent for a while: "At first, I didn't know where to look for it. Where did I start to look for it? I took a lot of detours, and finally found the way."

Qiuqiu had already given up the idea of ​​hearing any wonderful process from him, it was too unrealistic.

Even though she was curious as hell.

When a person dies, who knows where he will go? Where do we start?

Shi'er suddenly asked her: "Do you want to see it?"

Qiuqiu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded hurriedly.

Shi'er took her hand.Flatten her palms.

His fingers hooked weakly on her palm.

Qiuqiu opened her eyes wide, lest she missed a little detail.

This person's ability to express is not good.But the strength is really unambiguous.

A faint silver light rose tremblingly from Qiuqiu's palm.

What is this silver light?

Qiuqiu watched it rise from her palm, but she didn't know what it was.

This kind of feeling is not good, it is itchy like a mouse's paw.

The silver light was manipulated by Shi'er's fingertips, and it slowly circled Qiuqiu for a circle, dragging out a long silver light band.

"Everyone in the world has his own path, just like the trajectory of the stars. No two stars will have the same trajectory." Shi'er also spread the palm of his other palm, and The same silver light rose from his palm.

Two dots of silver light floated in the air.The distance between them is only an inch, and if they change their positions, Qiuqiu immediately can't find which one belongs to her.The two points of silver light are still surrounding each other, like two old friends who have reunited after a long absence are greeting each other.One advances, the other retreats, pulling out a long silver thread, winding around until Qiuqiu's eyes are a little dizzy.

"That's how you found me?"

If everyone's destiny is such a silver thread, it seems that there is no difference at all.How did he find the one that belonged to her among the thousands of tracks in the world?Just like the rain falling from the sky, there are countless strands of rain covering the vast land.Who can find that one drop out of these rain lines?

"Several times I felt that I was close, but I couldn't touch it." Shi'er's expression was empty, and his eyes were out of focus.Obviously he was sitting in front of her, but Qiuqiu felt that he was immersed in a distant world: "Fate is changing, and the trajectory disappears from time to time. Once I kept looking forward, almost lost and never came back." ..."

Where are you lost?

Qiuqiu's chest tightened, as if being tightly held by a hand.

His tone was flat, but Qiuqiu felt sore and sad in his heart, the kind of thing like looking for a needle in a haystack with vague hopes...

Is she worth his seeking?

"I think...she definitely doesn't want you to do that."

Had she been a lover with him in her previous life?

If he died in front of her, would she risk her life to save him?

Qiuqiu found that she could almost blurt out the answer.

she will.

This is not the result of deliberation, but like an instinct.

If you give her time to think about it, let her weigh the gains and losses slowly, look forward and backward, maybe she will be reluctant to give up her own life.It's good to be alive, to feel everything while alive.in this world.Who would spare their lives?

But Qiuqiu vaguely felt that even if there was room for her to think and regret, the final choice she made would probably be the same.

The two points of silver light were already tightly attached to each other, and it was unclear who was entangled with the other. They were chasing each other like two cheerful birds, gliding and flying quickly in the room.

The light in the lampshade went out at some point, and the room at night was a deep and cold blue-black.The trajectories of those two dots of silver light intertwined, like two dots of shooting stars in the dark night.

Qiuqiu stretched out her hand.The silver light seemed to hesitate for a moment in the air, and then it slowly fell and sank into her palm.

There was another point of silver light hanging alone in the air, without the kind of liveliness and joy just now, looking inexplicably lonely and desolate.

Shi'er took it back too.

Obviously the two of them were standing in a small room several feet wide, but there was darkness around them.It made Qiuqiu feel desolate, as if he was in the wilderness and looked around.

It was so difficult for Shi'er to find her.

Probably no less than she died for him once.

"I'm sorry..." Qiuqiu said softly, she lowered her head to hide the hot moisture in her eyes: "Those words I said this afternoon... I..."

Some words are fluffy.It's easy to say it, but it's hard to regret it.

Shi'er held her hand.The fingers of the two intertwined and intertwined: "Actually, between us, no one needs to say sorry to the other."

Yes.

Between them, probably no one really needs to say sorry to the other.

Qiuqiu said that in the afternoon, not because he was critical of him, but because he insisted on caring about everything.

She was terrified, she was afraid that all this would be too unreal.She was afraid that this was just a dream, and everything would be gone when she woke up.

Her sharpness actually comes from her uncertainty.

She can't remember.

She feels fear.I feel like a rootless duckweed.

You can't even control your own destiny, let alone other people.other things?

But now her heart gradually became more at ease.

Even if she still can't remember it, and she won't remember it in the future, she won't worry about gains and losses as she does now.Because he was afraid of being hurt, he put barbs on himself first, which hurt others.

The two stood in the dark for a long time, but neither of them remembered to turn on the lamp again.

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Half of the moon is covered by clouds, and the layers of clouds are like soft cotton wool, which is reflected by the moonlight and is crystal clear.

It reminds Qiuqiu of cotton candy.

Think of his lips, sweet and soft.

"Have we seen the moon like this before?"

"I've seen it."

Qiuqiu's fingers lightly stroked his palm: "You are only willing to say something if I ask you a question? You can't continue to talk about where and when we saw it, and what the moonlight was like at that time." Damn—you're boring."

Not proactive at all.

Shi'er backhanded her fingers tightly.

Uh... well, sometimes he can be quite proactive.

"When we were together before, you were the one who talked, and I listened." Shi'er said softly, "I was seriously ill since I was a child, and I was very reticent. At that time, it was you who talked and I listened."

"We've known each other for a long time?"

Shi'er thought for a while, stretched out his hand and said, "You were only this tall when I first met you."

Qiuqiu looked at his height comparison, and it was hardly higher than his knees.

It turns out...she was still a three-headed baby at that time.

"How tall were you then?"

Shi'er thought about it this time, and then measured another height.

Qiuqiu thought, fortunately, he is also a half-grown child.

"So we're still childhood sweethearts."

Shi'er was stunned for a moment, and went back and forth the word "childhood sweetheart" in his heart a few times before replying in a low voice: "Yes."

Aren't he and her childhood sweethearts?

At that time, both he and she were still people who didn't understand the world affairs, but their hearts for each other were single-minded and never wavered.

There is only one her in his eyes, and she is the same.

When she gave her life for him, and when he had been chasing after her life for so many years, neither of them hesitated or regretted each other. (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: It has been raining for a day, and the temperature is going to cool down again.