Alternative Telling of Dream of Red Mansions: Cherishing Spring

Chapter 10
Xichun saw a pair of men's hands, slender and powerful hands, passing two silk handkerchiefs, pure white, like the color of first snow slowly drifting from the sky in winter.

He was so careful, Xichun unconsciously stared at those hands, showing a soft smile that she didn't even notice.

Feng Ziying waited for a while, guessing that maybe the girl in the car was reserved and still hesitating.Just felt it was funny, only heard Xichun say: "Okay."

Feng Ziying lifted the curtain and entered.

See a pair of eyes.

See black as blind.

Xichun was looking at him.

Looking at each other.

Like, in the blinding black night, encountering a lake full of pale starlight.

Startled for a moment.Lifelong aphasia.

"Is there something on my face? General, please pull me out." Xichun once again raised the hand covered with the silk handkerchief, looked directly at Feng Ziying, her tone was as pale and cold as the white silk handkerchief.

Feng Ziying realized that she had lost her composure, and blushed so imperceptibly that it passed by in a flash.

As for Xichun, she lowered her head and stopped looking at him.

Only Xichun now knows that at that time, she didn't dare to look at him more.She is afraid of her eyes, which will no longer be as calm as a lake, and she is afraid of her own heart, which will no longer be as stable as a dry well.

But even so, it can't stop her from falling deeply in love.

With Feng Ziying's help, Xichun climbed out of the car, so embarrassed, but calm.The more unpredictable things happen, the more people will show their concentration. If Xichun still has a kind of strength, it is calmness.The ability to deal with silence that she has learned for many years makes her much calmer than ordinary women.

While bowing her head, she suppressed her abnormality.When he looked up again, he had returned to his usual indifferent Xichun.

She's not calmer than Feng Ziying, she's just a little more hidden than him.

"Miss, you..." Ru Hua couldn't hide his surprise when he saw her get out of the car unharmed.

"I covered my head with your felt. I already knew that you would fall if you jumped off the car. I also protected my body. So it's just a little pain, not injured."

"How are you?" Xichun asked, and she walked over to help him into the painting.The silk kerchief on her face was not tightly fastened in a hurry, but now when she lowered her head and exerted force, the silk kerchief fell off.

The silk handkerchief fell into the snow and became dirty.Xichun picked it up and turned to look at Feng Ziying.

In a daze, Feng Ziying handed over the handkerchief that had just covered Xichun's hand.

"Not this." Xichun shook her head.The snow had already grown during the conversation, and the snowflakes soon stained Xichun's whole body.

Like standing by a lake full of pale starlight and listening to the breath of the lake, Feng Ziying heard Xichun say to him: "Let's help her together. My maid, her leg is injured."

Feng Ziying's heart seemed to shake for a moment. It turned out that she wasn't trying to cover her face or be shy.This funny girl.He laughed, walked over and together with Xichun helped Ru Hua to the side of the overturned car.

Then, he waved to his entourage, ordered them to fetch a cloak, and handed it to Xichun himself.

"The new one was bought yesterday, it's not dirty. Miss, use it first." He was still modest and polite.

"Thanks to the general's kindness, I'm not cold." Xichun said this, took a look at the shivering picture, then reached out to take it, wrapped the blanket around her, and said to Feng Ziying, "When I return home, I will send someone to come back One more general."

"What's it worth, I reward her." Feng Ziying replied.

That snow fox is very valuable, and I was so happy to be in the painting that I was so excited to kneel down to Feng Ziying to thank him.

"No need." Feng Ziying raised her hand and smiled.While watching Xichun with his eyes, he only paid attention to her behavior.

"Alright." Xichun nodded.In her eyes, no matter how expensive these things are, they are just utensils and have no real value.If she thinks something worthless is worth thousands, it won't make her wince.Her indifference fell into Feng Ziying's eyes, and she felt normal, this is the bearing of a young lady, so she admired her indifference all the more.

The people of the Feng family handled their affairs properly, and they found a nice carriage in a short while.

Xichun and the others got into the car and continued to drive to Xuanzhen Temple.Everything in the carriage was once again isolated from the outside world, like the deep isolation between extreme day and extreme night.What happened just now was just a small episode, like a naughty child throwing a snowball in winter to startle a jackdaw on a falling branch.

Feng Ziying ordered one of her attendants to go back with Jia's servant to find help.

With those eyes and that face, Feng Ziying watched the car curtain fall, and felt a kind of loneliness in her heart when she saw the scorching hot sunset disappearing behind the horizon.The heart fell silent in an instant, and the world fell into a huge darkness, shaking silently.

The snow kept falling, fluttering and fluttering in the air like butterflies, quickly blocking the way of coming, covering the feeling of being as vague as snow at that time.

This time, Feng Ziying sent someone to go first, and he led a few people to follow behind the car on horseback.Fortunately, the car is no longer in trouble.Xuanzhen Temple has been seen from a distance.The family members of Feng's mansion rode forward first, and informed the servant of Jia's mansion standing in front of the temple.

Someone went in to report.When Xichun's car came to him, someone had already stood up.Lin Zhixiao's family was hurt by a fall, and he was on one side long ago. When he entered the painting, he had to lift the curtain by himself. When he saw it, it wasn't someone else who started it, but it was his intention.His face turned red uncontrollably.

Still the intention of coming was safe, without revealing anything, he bowed to Xichun and said: "It's already taken care of inside, please rest assured, young lady."

Xichun nodded, and said to Ruhua: "If your leg hurts badly, you don't have to get out of the car, just stay with Aunt Lin in the car."

Entering the painting hesitated for a moment: "I can still serve the girl..."

Xichun glanced at her, nodded, and said nothing more.

Ru Hua got out of the car. After all, his legs still hurt and he couldn't stand still.Seeing that she was about to fall, Lai Yi'er didn't care about the distractions of others, so she reached out to help her, and the two of them made eye contact, and hurriedly staggered away.

Xichun watched calmly, turning a blind eye to Ruhua and Lai Yier's extravagant behavior.After entering the painting and standing firmly, I got out of the car in full clothes.

Stepping up the snow-covered steps of the Taoist temple, Xichun looked back, and Feng Ziying was looking at her immediately.

Heart palpitations are silent, and silence is better than sound.

Xichun withdrew her gaze, turned and entered the Taoist temple.

The snow is still flying down the ground.Covered by layers of snow, there is no popularity, no haze transpiration.The image of the Taoist temple suddenly shrunk many times, and it was also clean.Perhaps Li Er lived before becoming a fairy, and when he left, this place became a small white model, a false and innocent world, left to future generations to imagine.

Lai Yi'er leads the way and takes Xichun to see Jia Zhen.

Jia Zhen rested in a side hall, drinking Laojunmei.Hearing people report that the Fourth Miss had arrived, the cup for drinking tea was not put down yet, so he asked indifferently, "How did you come here? How many people are there?"

The servant replied: "Only Miss Four and her personal servant girl, Mrs. Lin."

Although the heavy door was closed, snow as small as catkins continued to fly in and wet the ground in front of the door.

"Call Lai Yier to lead her to see me." Jia Zhen said.

The boy took the order and went.

Jia Zhen looked at the closed door and smiled.A trace of ash fell from the beams and fell into the cup.Jia Zhen frowned, poured the glass of water on the ground, and said through gnash teeth, "Bitch."

"Brother, do you hate me so much?" He heard someone ask.

Jia Zhen was startled, there was no figure of Xichun in front of her eyes, it was just a phantom sound in his mind.

When I looked again, the door had been pushed open.Xichun appeared in his eyes dressed in snow.

The retina was torn suddenly, and a large beam of intense light attacked violently, reflecting the scorching light, creating hallucinations.

He saw Qin Keqing walking over wearing a red feather veil, a white fox cloak, and a snow cap, with a slight smile on his face.

Jia Zhen was stunned, and said in a trembling voice, "King, you're here, and you laughed again...you don't hate me anymore?"

That smile, many years ago, disappeared from the souls of both of them at the same time.

"Keqing!" Turning around and closing the door, the room suddenly darkened.

"Brother, it's me."

Xichun walked up to Jia Zhen and looked up at him. She was too close, so she saw tears in his eyes.

A little startled.

"Xichun!" Jia Zhen took two steps back in shock, he looked at the face of the woman approaching him in the dim light.

"No, you are Keqing." He chose to be obsessed, and hugged her to kiss her.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault..." He hugged her hard, wanting to kiss her fiercely and brutally.

"If you're crazy, I'm not crazy yet." Xichun is no longer the Xichun who was strangled by him back then, the indifference and hardness she has accumulated for many years are enough to fight against him.The reason why she didn't dodge just now and let him hug her was because she also had doubts. She wanted to know what it felt like to be in the arms of a lovely man.

Cold and empty and boring.This man no longer has a soul, he is just an empty shell with a bright appearance and a rotten inside.

She slapped him hard and hard, causing her hand to hurt.

Jia Zhen stared at her.

"If you dare to kiss me, then kiss me!" Xichun moved her face closer to him, her face was like the North Pole, boundless cold, but cold without a trace of astringency.

Jia Zhen dare not!Really dare not.He couldn't kiss his wife's daughter, betrayed like that.

"Let's see if you can find the shadow of Keqing in me." Xichun sneered, "Jia Zhen, stop thinking about it! The feeling of being abandoned by you will never come back, just like a dead person will never come back to life."

"..." Jia Zhen turned pale and leaned on the small table.

Xichun looked at him, a sad and terrified man, feeling sad in his heart.She calmed down, looked at him and said, "Don't you hate me? I hate you too. A long time ago, in this world, we were all alone! It's too lonely to live alone, and it's only happy to hate each other. It's very happy to be with hate. It's a pleasure to have you by my side."

Xichun is in tears!Jia Zhen, we hate so much, yet are so close. "Maybe in this life, God has weaved two entangled knots in our destiny. We are destined to die."

"Maybe..." Jia Zhen looked at her and murmured, "We can't untie it. After so many years, I can't untie it. I just want you to die, and I want you to die!" He sneered sinisterly.

Xichun is indifferent.She has long understood his hostility, there will be no more fear, no pain, no bleeding.

"I'm here to get my father's book, and it has nothing to do with you. You go to entertain your friend Feng Ziying, who is waiting for you outside."

After Xichun finished speaking, she turned around, ready to open the door and go out.

"Have you met Feng Ziying?" Jia Zhen called to stop her.

"How? I can't see it, this violates the rules of heaven?" Xichun stopped, but she didn't bother to turn her head back, and sneered, "My sister will benefit a lot if my father and brother do such a thing. Don't worry, my sister will not be as good as my brother, but I still have the guts to say a few words to a man."

Jia Zhen was furious.

The door was pulled open.Xichun went out and went straight to Jia Jing's Taoist room to pick up the books.

The Dao room is neat and clean.Jia Jing's books are neatly stacked on the desk and shelf.

Xichun stood there in a daze for a while, then went to Jia Jing's Taoist bed and lay down, weeping in a daze.I used to read books and said that I think about people when I see things, and I was always skeptical, but it turned out to be true.

Things are different and people are different. "Tears flow first" is the only clear feeling in the sore heart in the chest.Although the warmth he gave her was pale and tasteless, it was tasteless.

But after all, there have been.He called her Xi'er, besides him, only Keqing called her that.

Flipping through the books one by one, I got the book Miaoyu wanted.When he was about to leave, Xichun thought that he had to tidy up his father's room, which he had never done before.

While tidying up, an envelope floated out from the book.It reads: Xichun, my son kisses me.But it was empty there.

Xichun took the envelope.She didn't know who took the letter inside, and felt lost and melancholy in her heart, faintly feeling that there was a secret away from her.

I hope he didn't take it away, Xichun pinched the envelope and thought.I hope not, because Jia Zhen will not come to touch Jia Jing's book, he hates others to death, and has no such leisurely intentions.

But that secret, what my father wanted to say, seemed to be separated from me.

Xichun sighed and walked outside.If something has been lost, she will not be too sad for it.It is not up to people to go or stay, let alone things.

Ruhua didn't know where he went, so he was not waiting outside.Xichun frowned, and walked forward alone.

It seemed that the surrounding aura had undergone a change, the air was fermenting, and a certain feeling caused Xichun to turn her face away.

When she saw Feng Ziying in the veranda opposite, she was also walking slowly, her eyes also wandering in this direction.

If she is fast, he is also fast; if she is slow, he is also slow; if she stops, he also stops.

Flirting in disguise.

Now that she finds out, she can no longer look at it.This is the sadness of a woman, even if she likes a man, she can't see it openly, like a thief.I often watch operas, and the young ladies in the opera cover their faces with round fans and silk handkerchiefs, and peek carefully from behind. , A misread, what a pity!
When looking at a man, you must get close, eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, color, sound, smell, touch, heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, and look carefully. Only after verifying his integrity can he receive the goods.

Naturally, with such details, it is estimated that the world has been extinct.

There was no one in the courtyard, so Feng Ziying walked up to her.

This man is so bold!Xichun's heart skipped a beat, both happy and worried.

She doesn't want to be too far away; she doesn't want to be too close.

This is far and near, how to deal with oneself?

She stopped and looked up at him.

"General..."

"You can call me Ziying."

She lowered her head, which is how men all over the world express their intimacy.It's not unusual for him to treat her.

"What are you laughing at?" He looked at her with a smile.

"Am I laughing?" Xichun looked up at him strangely, and reached out to touch her face.Are you laughing?She quickly restrained her mind and couldn't help but chant the Buddha's name.

Seeing her flustered look, Feng Ziying was even more cheerful, smiled at her, and joked: "Young lady's Amitabha can be lenient."

"Presumptuous." Xichun scolded him lightly, and she couldn't help chuckling, then turned sideways to avoid him.

Feng Ziying stepped aside generously and didn't bother.

Xichun was taken aback for a moment, slightly disappointed, and raised her eyes to look at him.

A smiling face, bright eyes, thick and slender eyelashes, fluttering like the wings of a butterfly.A little bit of flying snow fell on it, and it melted in an instant, and the tiny crystal water droplets danced and fluttered in Xichun's eyes.He is undeniably handsome.

"I will wait to see you again, and wait for you to return my things." When Xichun fled, he leaned down and whispered in her ear.

Exhale like blue, ears move, heart beats.

Xichun ran out.

Heart fluttering, secretly clenched the silk handkerchief.Xichun looked back at the gate of the yard, and saw someone splashed the paint in the sky, the strong and gorgeous golden sunlight filled the whole sky like water, flooding again.

Feng Ziying was still looking at her with a smile.The smile is the first snow after the snow, the magnificence of the sky and his bright smile are perfectly integrated.

Xichun, she was bewitched by the illusion of tenderness at this moment.At that moment, I was so close to the light and warmth.Thinking about it for the rest of my life, I am so satisfied.

Perhaps, we should believe that no matter how indifferent people are, those who live in the dark all their lives, their life is as dark as an abyss, there will always be one time when they are so close to the light and warmth.

Walking through the yard, I heard someone whispering in the bushes: "I can't hide these things for you. If someone finds them out, I will die."

It was the voice of entering the painting, and Xichun stopped.

She didn't want to hear her privacy, so she went a little further and waited for her a few steps away.

Ru Hua and Lai Yi'er came out and saw Xi Chun not far away, they both fell to their knees and kowtowed in shock.

"So the legs are so good." Xichun said indifferently, couldn't tell whether it was teasing or angry, looked at Lai Yier, Mei Feng slightly frowned and said, "You still don't go back to the inner courtyard."

Lai Yier came to his senses and ran away in a hurry.

Xichun looked at the teary-eyed picture, and sighed: "You get up first, follow me home."

When such a thing happened, when he returned to the mansion, although Lin Zhixiao's family hesitated, they still dared not hide anything, and reported to Sister Feng in every detail.Sister Feng didn't dare to hide it carelessly, layer by layer, until she alarmed Jia's mother.

At night, Jia Mu was furious.Seeing the imminent catastrophe, heavy responsibility is unavoidable, and everyone accompanying them is in danger.

Unexpectedly, Xichun calmed down the impending storm with a few words, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

On the cloud couch, Mother Jia was so angry that her silver hair trembled, she pointed at the people kneeling in the porch, asking them to be dragged out and killed, then she pointed at the painting, and said in a trembling voice: "Pull her out to be a brat! Seeing that the old lady was really angry, the whole room was silent, even Sister Feng and Tanchun, who were usually alert and kind, didn't dare to smooth things over.

Who dares to save someone in a storm?One is to die?Second, is it worth it for a few minions?
Everyone's heart is like a scale, it's not indifference, but just looking at how much money others have?No matter how much capital is invested, people don't like to lose money.

During the stalemate, the maid outside reported that the fourth girl had come.Everyone was surprised, because after she came back, she rested in her room, she also confessed to the crime and did not come to collect the dinner.Come at this time, why come?
Xichun didn't even look at the people kneeling in the porch, she just walked in and greeted Jiamu and everyone.Before she could open her mouth, Mother Jia first looked a little more pleasant, beckoned to her, let her go to her side, rubbed her hand and asked, did you fall hard?
"It's okay to go back to the ancestors, thanks to the protection of Aunt Lin and Ruhua." Xichun smiled lightly, and with one sentence, she conveyed the faults of the two without leaving any traces.Sure enough, when Jia Mu heard the words, her face softened.

Sister Feng and Tanchun looked at Xichun at the same time.Tanchun's thoughts turned slowly, his heart trembled, he couldn't tell that although this girl was small, she was usually quiet, but she was actually hiding her clumsiness.Not to mention anything else, I am not as calm as the fourth girl alone.Sister Feng smiled secretly in her heart and said nothing, she just watched Xichun from beginning to end with her eyes, and said to herself: Ah!I was blind!Unsurprisingly, she is also a smart person.This mansion is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, so don't be careless.At the moment, the two of them have their own comprehension, and they don't talk too much, they just watch Xichun and how she finishes the play.

Sitting next to the old lady, Xichun took the stove from Amber's hand, checked that the sparks were not exploding, then gave it to Jia Mu, and gently wrapped up the blanket that had been slipped off just now... It was done so smoothly, without leaking, it was elegant. He knelt down and said, "The ancestors should spare them."

Mother Jia accepted her favor, most of her anger had dissipated, and she smiled and said, "You are still begging for them! Fourth girl, grandma is doing this for you. These idiots never owed them food and clothing. How can it be repaid if you just slack off like this? Today I fell you, and tomorrow I will fall Lin girl and Baoyu, what's the matter? And tomorrow I might as well fall my old bone."

Everyone is a master at observing words and demeanor, and seeing the old lady's discoloration, how can she be willing to be monopolized by Xichun alone?They all caught up to make fun of it, saying: "The ancestors have both good fortune and longevity. They are the cranes in the nine heavens, and the pine trees in the Nanshan Mountain. How could they fall if they wanted to?"

Who doesn't like to hear good words, Jia Mu looked at the crowd with a smile, no longer angry, and said: "You only know how much I love Baoyu and Lin girl, but you don't know that I love you, but you can't see it." Seeing that Xichun was still kneeling, he stretched out his hand to pull her, and shouted, "Quickly get up, fourth girl, why are you always kneeling?"

At this time, everyone could see that Mother Jia's deep love for Xichun was not what they usually see. How could Mother Jia stretch out her hand, someone had already caught up to set up Xichun.

(End of this chapter)