Alternative Telling of Dream of Red Mansions: Cherishing Spring

Chapter 21
"That's good. Take me there." She said to leave.

Lai Fuer looked at her hesitantly, not daring to say anything.Xichun stopped him: "I have something to do, lead the way."

"Yes." Lai Fuer didn't dare to pause any longer, and led Xichun all the way.After passing the west hall, passing through the flower stand intertwined with rose branches, I arrived at the resting place of the male guests.Lai Fuer led her to the door of a side room, bowed and said, "Uncle Feng lives here." Xichun looked around without showing any trace, and walked into the room.

Seeing her enter the room, Lai Fuer hesitated for a moment, then turned to inform Jia Zhen.

It is true that there is no one in the room, only Feng Ziying is leaning on the bed, she does not know what she is thinking, and it seems that she has not slept all night. When she first saw her, her confused eyes instantly cleared up, and she jumped up from the bed in shock, her body stretched straight , asked: "Why are you here?"

She couldn't help smiling, seeing him, no matter how heavy her thoughts were, she was relieved.But she didn't forget the purpose of coming, she greeted him and said: "I'm more polite." Then she said solemnly, "I'll take the board away. His grandma is waiting for him anxiously."

"That's it." He stared at her, seeing that she was in a hurry, he straightened his clothes and said, "Wait, I'll call."

Xichun thanked him, and waited quietly in his room.The room is just ordinary furnishings, a few pens share an inkstone, and a few books are stacked on the table.The red sun outside the house is brand new, and the sun is new.There was the coat he had changed on the chair, and it lay there.She unconsciously walked over to tidy up.His robe was soft and cool, with a faint scent of him, and it felt as if a butterfly's wings were flying over his face.What was wrapped in that robe was still the plain silk on which she had embroidered characters.

Her heart trembled.I think of the day when I first met Jun.He just gently handed over the two pieces of plain silk, and at a place very close to her, he said with a smile, one to cover his face and the other to cover his hands, I will pull you out.

she laughs.She is not afraid at all, how could she be afraid?Those ridiculous etiquettes.And he had a wonderful misunderstanding because of this, and if she chooses again, she would rather know him in such a embarrassing situation.

Behind him, footsteps sounded as expected.She turned her head, but saw Jia Zhen.

"Why are you here?" She was startled.Question with him!
"I was going to ask you!" Jia Zhen's face was full of anger, and when she saw her holding the square silk, she snatched it with her hands, looked at it, and said angrily, "I hope you will cherish it...you are good, you are very good!" He seemed to be overwhelmed with anger, standing there with his face contorted, his hands shaking violently, as if he had been bitten by Su Juan.

"I'm fine." With a cold face, Xichun picked up the plain silk he threw on the ground.

"Bitch!" He slapped her unexpectedly.Xichun looked at Jia Zhen in surprise, then restrained her surprise, not caring about his slap at all, and still looked at him calmly.Because in her eyes, he was a lunatic, a beast, and a ghost!She saw his face twitching violently, his lips trembling, as if he had a poisonous snake in his mouth, ready to jump out and bite at any time.Xichun sneered, not knowing why!And he can actually act more painful than her!What a good actor, it's not in vain that he will make a good show!
"In your eyes, who is not a slut!" Xichun held back her tears and looked at the person in front of her coldly!Jia Zhen's well-dressed appearance was reflected in her pupils, causing her retinas to ache!He is so unsightly.Her tone was like water in the air, it was extremely cold, and they fell down one after another, making a crisp and shattering sound when they fell to the ground.

"Since I'm a slut who's worse than a pig or a dog, you don't have to be angry because of me. I can do anything you don't expect, right? Jia Zhen, what do you think you are? You're just wearing human skin for nothing! "Her eyes flickered faintly, she sneered indifferently, and responded viciously to him.Words, swords and swords counterattack calmly!Did he think she was still the little girl who didn't know anything?From the day he was about to strangle her to death, all that was left between them was white and naked hatred!

"Listen, I'm not your sister! I'm not your concubine! I'm not your child molester! You can't handle it. Even if I really get along with someone, but if I don't disgrace my family, I can't do it. , you can't control me!" Xichun stared at him fiercely, said word by word, and said that he was going to go!

... Jia Zhen was speechless, she had no words to respond, and her face was so ugly that she died.He couldn't express the complex feeling in his heart: like a poisonous snake wrapped around his body, the jealousy in his heart, so what if it burns hotter?He just burned himself to ashes, he felt that he was burned to ashes - Xichun's face - he could no longer bear her appearing in other people's rooms.Will be pulled back to that distant and almost lost secret night—and what's more, Xichun's gentle and disappointed eyes that were too late to clean up, that look back, shocking, like an old friend!
— old friend!The heart is suffocating like lack of oxygen.The long-lost heartache made him startled, and Jia Zhen looked blankly at Xichun who was rushing towards the door.They hate each other so much.When the affection in the heart is exhausted, no grass will grow, and the only thing left is the hatred that is with life, which makes people feel at a loss!

He stood behind her, before he had time to say anything, he saw the door was pushed open again.

Feng Ziying led the board and stepped in.Seeing him, he was a little surprised, and then laughed eagerly: "You..." He smiled at Jia Zhen, "You brothers and sisters are very nice! If you don't come, you don't come, come together."

"Then what's the matter, aren't you popular here? I've come to help in the past two days, and people before and after have owed you. It's also right for a brother to come and see a brother." Jia Zhenlei smiled, and couldn't see it from his face anymore. Something was wrong, just like what Xichun felt, those of them who have been beaten by the world for a long time, have long since possessed the ability to calm down their emotions, they are not actors but actors.There seems to be a box in the body, and the emotions can be opened and closed at will.

"You—" Feng Ziying turned her head with a smile, and when she looked at Xichun again, there was no one there.Feng Ziying said with an embarrassing face, "I'm afraid she is in such a hurry to leave?"

"It doesn't matter, this girl has been like this since she was a child. Anyone who knows it is used to it." Jia Zhen smiled calmly, but her eyes quietly followed Xi Chun who was leading the board on the porch outside the window, and her heart twitched suddenly .The pain spreads.

"I have something to say to my brother." Feng Ziying said suddenly.Jia Zhen's shoulders shook slightly, and she looked back at Feng Ziying who was standing beside him. "Please tell me if you have anything to say." He raised his hand leisurely, "They're all brothers with different surnames, aren't they?"

"I think..." Feng Ziying hesitated for a moment, then turned to get the coat she had put on the chair, and said while putting it on, "Brother also knows, brother and your sister were engaged..." Probably also knew it was It is not appropriate to say this under such circumstances, Feng Ziying always felt a little guilty, as she spoke, she peeked at Jia Zhen's face.

"Hmm..." Jia Zhen nodded noncommittally, but she couldn't see the meaning of sullenness.

"Brothers are not blessed..." Feng Ziying lowered her head and tied the belt on her waist, sighing quietly, "The national filial piety has been delayed for a few years, and everyone has grown up, so I thought, this year, I will take care of my fourth sister and me... ...Although the old lady Yu is a little disrespectful, but she already cherishes the spring, so she will not blame her if she thinks about it." The most difficult thing to say has been said, and Feng Ziying's articulation is much more articulate, she finished speaking in one breath, and looked at it with a smile Jia Zhen looked at him expectantly.

"That's the reason." Jia Zhen picked up the tea bowl in her hand, drank it but refused to drink it, and nodded with a smile, "I have nothing to refute you."

"Then—" Feng Ziying asked earnestly, taking the teacup from his hand again, and stretched out her head to call out, "Mo Lin, are you lost in sleep? You're so ignorant, why don't you change a cup of tea for me? The cup is cold, how can anyone drink it!" He said and stuffed the cup into Mo Lin's hand who heard the sound.Merlin hurriedly went.

Jia Zhen looked down at him and watched him lose his temper, but didn't speak.His expression looked a little advanced.After a long while, after taking the tea from Mo Lin, he slowly raised his head, and fixed his eyes on Feng Ziying.

"But what does Xichun mean—" he asked bluntly.

"Of course it has nothing to do with her!" Feng Ziying was startled, and laughed in amazement, "Where did brother think!" As he spoke, he smiled self-consciously, "I was reckless. How many girls from a family like ours are casual? I'm not afraid that my brother will laugh at me, but any disrespectful, ordinary-looking woman will not be able to catch my eyes."

Jia Zhen smiled when she heard the words, and pointed at him: "You are honest!"

"What is there to lie in front of my brother? Marrying a wife and begging a lady is no worse than playing around with us outside. It's not like my brother doesn't have this snack." Feng Ziying smiled and saw that his face had softened, and he let go of most of his heart. He didn't refute the ridicule, but smiled without saying a word, with a good-looking face.

"What great benefits does my sister have that is worth your trouble, General Feng?" Jia Zhen asked with a small smile, playing with the teacup.

"Brother, why bother making fun of me?" Feng Ziying blushed and smiled apologetically.

"That's wrong. I'm an older brother. How can I make fun of my husband's impression of my sister?" Jia Zhen didn't let him turn away, blindly probing the words.

"How do you say this..." Feng Ziying also sat down, tapped her forehead with her hand and said, "Xichun is indeed fascinating. She is inseparable, but she doesn't realize it. Unlike the women we see every day, she is somewhat conscious. She scratches her head and poses for her beauty. Xichun has a natural charm. I feel really comfortable when I see her."

"That's what you said?" Jia Zhen raised her voice slightly and raised her brows lightly, as if she was quite satisfied with Feng Ziying's response, because she said, "I can't see, you playboy put your heart into it."

Hearing Jia Zhen say that he is a flower, Feng Ziying couldn't bear it anymore, and smiled and bowed: "Brother, please forgive me, I will treat you to a drink sometime."

"Forgive you?" Jia Zhen laughed, "Look at how scared you are! If you pass the door, you'll be fine!" She took a sip of tea and met Feng Ziying's earnest gaze.

"Of course it won't work at this time." Jia Zhen frowned and muttered, she stood up in all her clothes, and comforted me, "You have to allow me time, wait for this period. I can arrange it for you."

"Brother, thank you for your great kindness!" Feng Ziying was overjoyed, and said with a big gift.

"Don't worry, we are all brothers." Jia Zhen raised her hand, gently supported him, patted him on the shoulder and smiled, then took out her pocket watch from her bosom to have a look, and said, "This time I'm It's coming again, I won't delay, I'll go first. If you need anything, come find me."

"Brother, save it." Feng Ziying sent him out with a smile, and said, "Brother, do what you want."

Jia Zhen and him looked at each other, smiled faintly, turned around and left.

Xichun left Feng Ziying's place, her heart skipped a beat, she sent the board to the car, watched them leave, and walked back slowly.

It was silent all the way.However, the heart is so unsteady, step by step as if stepping in a swamp, unable to get to the bottom.When Feng Ziying meets Jia Zhen, Xichun thinks of the scene in the room, and she is already in a cold sweat.She prayed secretly, hoping that Feng Ziying would not say anything rashly. If she said it, it was impossible to guarantee that Jia Zhen would not misunderstand something.

She wasn't afraid of him, but she wasn't afraid of him at all.Now that everything is in danger, she doesn't want to arouse his suspicion, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble.Xichun went to the room and sat down, took a sip of cold tea to calm her mind.After drinking the cold tea, she trembled in shock and gradually calmed down.

Xichun raised her head and looked out of the window, looking across the bamboo forest, the flower buds on the hanging flower gate at the gate of the garden were faint, and the red and yellow jumps were faintly visible in the heavy green leaves.The carriage must have gone too far.

Everyone who should be sent away is gone.These people, like petals drifting with the water, fell from the tree, fell into the water, and went with the water, perhaps never to be seen again in this life.A vein of flowers drifting away from the situation where the water flows by itself.She sighed inexplicably, her eyes turned red, and then she was angry with herself, since the second sister-in-law is willing to send sister Qiao away, shouldn't I be inferior to her understanding, so I must suffer here?I might as well not have stayed here!If I don't go to his place, I can still go to Xuanzhen Temple.She calculated carefully with a breathless state of mind.Avoid these people, stay away from this den of right and wrong, and you can have peace for a day.

I thought of those Buddhist scriptures that I had discarded for a long time.Rise and bewilderment, loss, troubles deepen.Perhaps it is because of being far away from the source of peaceful and worry-free thoughts, as if walking into the world of mortals alone, surrounded by bustling people, seeing that nothing is safe and peaceful, and finally feel cramped and difficult to get used to.

Looking at the pale blue sky and the flocks of birds fluttering past, she looked up to the sky and sighed deeply, longing for—some kind of return.

(End of this chapter)