Alternative Telling of Dream of Red Mansions: Cherishing Spring

Chapter 20
"This is so sad!" He said bluntly, "Cuddling against the green and leaning against the red, but at the end it is a sight that sees through the gorgeous sadness." He said, without waiting for her to speak, he walked to the stone bench not far away and sat down, and put Burying his head in his arms, he continued, "Is there so much uneasiness hidden in your heart? If the sky is gloomy, Xichun..." He didn't look at her, because he didn't say it to ask for her acknowledgment, it wasn't To confirm.He just expressed his feelings to let her understand that the world is so close, and he has been standing in a place she thought was far away, watching her patiently.

She looked at him quietly and listened to what he said.She found his behavior very childish and arousing pity.Xichun walked up to him, knelt down slowly, stroked his face, and said softly: "Tell me, how did this handkerchief get into your hands?" Because of this intimate movement, he could feel the warmth of the blood vessels under his skin. Then beating, in the palm of her hand.I feel happy in my heart.

And she didn't feel restrained, like an older woman comforting a young child beside her.This is exactly what he was diagnosing in her at this moment, like a young child in need of comfort.She has a very strong intimacy since she was a child, and people she likes like to act softly and intimately, but as she grows up, she loses someone who can treat her like this, and gets used to alienation.

He was very surprised, he didn't expect the woman beside him to behave like this.The small touch she gave him caused the tremors, which was bigger and more powerful than the whores in the brothel stripping naked in front of him.

"Isn't it obvious enough? Me to you?" He looked at Xichun with burning eyes, raised his head, and showed a bitter and helpless look on his face.

"I went to see you when you were sick the day before yesterday." He said in a low voice and sincerely, gently holding her hand. "Get out of there. When I held your hand that day, I felt your uneasiness and struggle. I was very worried."

Xichun was inexplicably shocked!It's unbelievable!That person is him?She was sure from his eyes that he was telling the truth.My heart was sour and sweet, and I couldn't say a word, I just stared at him blankly, then lowered my eyelids to look at the tree shadow on the ground, and sighed deeply: "Where can I go?" The surrounding moonlight was dim, and there were bamboo leaves rustling fell and scattered all around them.Xichun's thin voice danced in the howling wind, like the whining of seabirds mixed with the sound of waves when a hurricane hits.

"Marry me, come to me with peace of mind, I will go home immediately and prepare, and after the old lady's funeral, I will propose marriage to your brother." Feng Ziying thought carefully about what she had thought about for a long time, but she did not want to offend her.

"No!" Xichun shook her head anxiously!A terrible and powerful bad premonition floated in her heart.The man in front of her is her husband, a legitimate husband.She knew that if he offered to marry her, she would be very happy.However, Jia Zhen!She thought of this man, whom she found she had not thought of for a long time, but who existed and had a great influence.An ominous premonition formed in Xichun's heart, and she could be sure that Jia Zhen would not let her go.If he allows her to get happiness so easily, unless everyone dies and is reborn together!
"Why?" Her categorical refusal made him very surprised, even a little sad and embarrassed.

"I—my brother..." She hesitated and didn't know where to start.Those unresolved grievances, unspeakable life experience, these are like wild beasts hidden in the huge darkness, which may pounce out and devour everything in her hands at any time.Can't get it, it's lost.She remembered this sentence.The unexpected happiness that seemed within reach opened up her deep-seated fear.Sadness that could no longer be suppressed shook her body violently.Tears burst like a dike, and fell down Feng Ziying's hands along his cheeks.Trembling all over because of fear, helpless like a leaf on a treetop.But he misunderstood her fear, and it was hard to describe his loss.

He looked up at the sky, and the moon in the sky was getting smaller and smaller, so small that now it seemed to the naked eye that there was a large drop of bright yellow tears hanging in the sky. light and shadow.

She shed tears.

"Xichun." He sighed softly, "I know that I am just an ordinary man in the world, no different from others, I will work hard for fame, honor the lintel, and continue the shadow of my ancestors, maybe I will inevitably take concubines in the future ..." He looked slumped, clenched his hands tightly, and looked at her full of disappointment, "But I believe that I can understand you, and I will love you and do my best!" He said again.

"I... I believe it." She slowly regained her composure, nodded deeply, stretched out her arms to hug him tightly, then let go, stood up, and looked at him coldly and sadly.It is an advantage for him to be able to tell frankly, which is better than a lot of effort to cover up.The oath is false, not every woman can't see clearly and indulge in it.

At a certain moment, we wake up from Ganxiang's long dream, and we would rather be sober and be ruthless to a tree of flowers blooming and withering alone.

She really believed in him, she just didn't believe that she had the strength to go that far.People who fall in love always think that love is omnipotent. However, the most indispensable derivation of love in the world is God's will. God's permission is not enough.It's not just two people between two people.The Creator has many mysterious and weird arrangements that disrupt man's painstaking management.These arrangements are obstacles we cannot see, forming a vast ocean and a long and rugged road.There is no way to predict the ups and downs of the journey, and it is not possible to walk safely without intention.

She thought that she was still too calm, to be able to think of these things was obviously not indulgent enough, not desperate enough.My heart was sober and desolate.

A smile slowly blossomed on her lips like a flower.The flowers bloomed for a moment, then withered, like being wet by the torrential rain, flying and falling into the deep cliff.The sad look on the face appeared and disappeared, and it was engraved in the blood of the two people without hesitation.

There were rustling sounds in his ears, he saw that she had finally disappeared into the depths of the bamboo forest, and he didn't look back.

He is speechless and does not make any reservations. He has his pride and self-esteem.I believe that there is also the person who left him.

He was just held there by her in a desolate posture, unable to turn around for a long time.Gradually, I saw that where she disappeared, the green and desolate place, the morning light was slightly dew, and the sun around me suddenly changed.

Ten years later, when Xichun was walking alone on the desolate night wind road, when she encountered a green bamboo forest, she would still stop quietly, recalling some memories of Feng Ziying.She stubbornly sealed up her memory of him, like hiding it in an iron box and burying it deep in the ground.Many years later, the surface of the iron box will be rusted and stained due to rain erosion and oxidation, but the memory sealed inside is brand new, like peach blossoms blooming in March.She remembered that day when she returned to the house with a sad mood, and looked out the window heavily.The night is like a dark ocean, endless as far as the eye can see.Like floating in the sea, her mood fluctuates.

Xichun lay on the bed, but finally she couldn't sleep.Gradually walk back to the place where I met him.Dewdrops slid down the tips of the bamboo leaves, kissing her skin lightly like rain.And the coldness and desolation that seeped into her skin was like leaving a wound. She looked around in a daze, convinced that he was no longer there.The flowers and trees are shining in the morning light, but Feng Ziying, the dewy Feng Ziying, disappears with the appearance of the sun.

Affection is fleeting.

She walked along the path again, the same as last night, but no one let her bump into her arms again.The warm and strong masculine aura was gone, and the morning breeze was blowing against his face.Xichun thought that the encounter last night and the collision of promises were just a big dream that went off the rails.

But it's not a dream after all.When the sound of hooves broke the silence, she looked back and realized that it was all true.Ping'er came back with grandma Liu and grandson.

Xichun gathered herself together, checked her disappointment and went up to her.

"Girl." Grandma Liu greeted her with a smile.Not seeing her all night, Xichun looked at her carefully, looking even more tired, with a little panic in his tired expression.Could it be that the second sister-in-law failed?A thought flashed across her mind, and when she looked at Ping'er again, although she was tired, she was not too sad.

Think too much.She wanted to relax, and said to Grandma Liu: "Grandma, why don't you come down and sit in the house for a while? I'll call Baner right now." She kindly proposed.

"No—no!" Grandma Liu hurriedly shook her head.Not seeing Qing'er, Xichun became even more surprised, because she asked, "Where did Qing'er go?"

"In the car. She is not feeling well and her face is not very good. I won't let her come out to scare the girl."

Xichun was startled, stretched out her hand to lift the curtain, put it down after thinking about it, and said with a smile: "The people inside can't blow the wind!" She looked at Ping'er.

"Yes." Ping'er hurriedly responded.

"Lie!" Xichun suddenly lowered her face, staring at her closely, she had already stretched out her hand to lift the curtain of the car while speaking.Awesome!In addition to Qing'er, there are sister Feng's daughter Qiaojie who are shrunk inside.Sister Qiao pursed her lips tightly, and a pair of dark, rippling eyes looked at her intently.

Xichun was startled, as if she had been burned, she hastily lowered the car curtain, turned around, and the two of them snarled, "What's going on here?"

Seeing her getting angry, Grandma Liu panicked and was at a loss. She was anxious to get out of the car, but was stopped by Ping'er.

Ping'er forced a smile to Grandma Liu and said, "Don't panic, Grandma, Fourth Miss is not unreasonable, I'll explain it to Fourth Miss." Turning to Xichun with a smile, "Back to Miss, this is our If it wasn't for your idea, I wouldn't have the guts!"

"Second sister-in-law!" Xichun was really startled, and looked closely at Ping'er.I saw Ping'er lowered her face and her voice became low-pitched: "She said that the house is very bad, and even she herself will go out to avoid disaster in a few days, and she left sister Qiao in the mansion for some private matters in the past. Here, it would be bad if someone plotted against me, so I prepared to ask me to invite grandma. My mother and I talked all night and agreed to entrust sister Qiao to grandma. This is what she has already considered." Ping'er raised his eyes and sighed helplessly, "Girl, I only found out about it last night."

Xichun was alarmed, and Ping'er revealed too many dangers in a few words.She felt a chill in her heart, if it was inevitable for Sister Feng, then Baoyu...it would be a catastrophe if you think about it!She vaguely heard from Mrs. Wang that Baoyu offended Prince Zhongshun because of Qiguan and some "unbearable" things.But this time the Holy Majesty allowed Jia Zheng to go home to Ding You, and there was a crisis lurking in the grace. It was planning to use Ding You's pretext to control Jia Zheng, which was not a good thing.Everyone knows that the good days are not long, so it is like walking on eggshells, but this disaster still came too fast, and it is so overwhelming that no one can breathe.

"I understand..." Xichun nodded heavily.Sister Feng saw such far-reaching things, she had to admit her decisiveness and quickness.Said that it was cut off from this mansion, so he did it without hesitation.Only those who are not fettered by the past can get rich and have power.Since she was with Sister Feng, she has really grown her scheming and insight, and she has seen through the world.

"It's just a pain for you." Xichun supported Ping'er's shoulder and sighed, immediately calmed down her sadness, and said with a smile, "Hurry up, don't let anyone see you. Put away your bags and clothes, and be careful on the road. I'll challenge Baner, you Tell someone to drive the car to a secluded place and wait for me."

Ping'er nodded and looked at Xichun gratefully.She has to send sister Qiao away first, and then she has to deal with Mrs. Wang and Jia Lian when she comes back.She already felt physically and mentally exhausted, and sometimes she really felt that being as sick as Sister Feng was a blessing.Needless to say, Xichun understands her difficulties.This quiet lady, she is so clever and capable, they have all looked down upon her before.Xu she watched them busy with a pair of cold eyes, her heart was clear and clear, but she was used to keeping silent and not showing her sharpness.

She stared at Xichun's back in a hurry, maybe for a long time, maybe just for a moment.She turned around and got into the car, and told the driver to drive the car to a secluded place to wait.

Xichun found an important problem. She didn't know where Feng Ziying lived.She panicked, then calmed down, waited for a while, saw a young man approaching, and asked him if he knew where Feng Ziying lived.

"It was arranged by the uncle, and I know it." The boy said, and Xichun recognized him as Jia Zhen's boy, Lai Fuer.

(End of this chapter)