for evil

When Yuan She woke up, he felt that his heart was inexplicably empty. He found the wine that the man kept and drank it, trying to fill the vacancy. After drinking two altars, he didn't get drunk again from the amount of wine he poured out of the glass. I feel, but my heart is full of that person's shadow, smiling, indifferent, elegant, deep...

Yuan She looked at the two empty wine jars, and laughed to himself: "Who is he to you? Does he have anything to do with you?"

Saying so, his heart ached even more, Yuan She staggered up, went out to the street, happened to meet the troubled Chen Ye when he left the mansion, and looked at him worriedly: "Go Where? I'll go with you."

Yuan She waved his hand tremblingly: "No! No need! I just want to wander around...don't worry about me..."

Yuan She walked through the lively streets, all the streets and alleys were talking about the great battle last night, even the storyteller in the teahouse compiled a new story, and the storyteller told the story of that night with full of voice: The dead soldiers I secretly trained smashed the enemy army and spilled blood on Pengcheng. No one in the army survived, and even the city lord died in battle. The Anding Tower fell in response, mourning the soldiers who died protecting Pengcheng.When it came to the emotional part, the listener was sad and the listener shed tears... Yuan She who was on the side laughed: "They have learned well, how come it seems like they are on the scene!"

Yuan She went to the Anding Pagoda again, but the majestic nine-story pagoda disappeared without a trace, leaving only a field of rubble, burying the unspeakable life of that person... yes or no, it all turned into dust, after a few generations , who will remember everything that happened here?

Yuan She suddenly felt that he had lived a long life, and there was still such a long time in the future, so how would he go through it?

Yuan She sighed, pretending not to see the two figures pretending to be wandering behind him, and wandered back to the palace.

As soon as the front foot stepped into the gate of the palace, the back foot bumped into Xu Congyin who was dressed in plain onyx.

Cong Yin saluted, his eyes were still red, as if he had just cried.

Yuan She smiled unnaturally: "Cong... Cong Yin, mourning..."

Cong Yin also seemed a little embarrassed, lowered his head halfway, and didn't speak.

Yuan She scratched his head, and he still didn't know what expression to face Cong Yin, nor what to say. He looked at Cong Yin who was stiff all over, and planned to lower his head and walk away, but was caught by Cong Yin again. Yin stopped.

Cong Yin bit her lips: "Master Yuan, wait a minute, follow me, I have something for you."

Yuan She was stunned for a moment, then awkwardly replied "Okay", and followed Cong Yin.

Yuan She walked behind Cong Yin, looking at her thin figure, he couldn't help thinking, is it good or bad for Cong Yin to enter the palace?

Cong Yin led Yuan She into Fang Ya's study room. Yuan She looked at the neat and clean study room, feeling a little dazed for a moment, feeling that the owner of the house was still there, sitting beside the proposal, writing something with his wrists up. , raised his head and looked at his eyes, seven points dignified, three points playful.

Cong Yin took out a booklet and handed it to Yuan She: "I saw this when I was cleaning his room this morning. I thought...it was related to you, so I handed it to you."

Yuan She looked at the booklet in his hand, it didn't look very eye-catching, the cover was still new, as if it was being carefully protected all the time, and then looked at Cong Yin in front of him: "You..." You have been waiting for a long time , didn't think about what to say, and finally asked: "What are your plans for the future?"

Cong Yin lowered her head, her face was calm, but the turmoil in her eyes was almost bursting out of her eyes. She blinked and pretended to smile with a strong smile: "Stay here and guard him until I can't guard him..." A lady who has experienced too many ups and downs in the world, she is so stubborn at the end.

Yuan She said in a deep voice: "Actually, you can..."

But Cong Yin interrupted: "I want to guard, I am his wife, this is the city he has conquered with his body, since he didn't leave any bones behind, I will stay with this city...until I die .” Cong Yin choked up.

Yuan She was also silent.

Cong Yin said: "I know... I know that what he treats me is not love, but guilt, and pity, but so what, I like him, I have liked him since I was a child, and then I thought, if I could accompany him To hold him forever...how wonderful...but after all, there is no eternity..."

When Cong Yin left, Yuan She moved his hoarse throat, and it took him a while to say: "You...take care..."

Cong Yin looked up at Yuan She, and smiled softly: "You too."

Yuan She looked at Xiao Suo's back as she left, thinking, Mrs. Xu had waited for a lifetime because of Mr. Fang's promise. Now, time has passed, and Cong Yin has been waiting for Fang Ya for the rest of her life... After all, the Fang family still owes the Xu family Several generations of several lifetimes, after all... can I still afford it?

Yuan She thought again, Cong Yin is that man's wife, so he spent his whole life waiting for that man; what about himself?After such a long time, what kind of identity should he call himself?

The moment Yuan She was in a trance, he loosened his fingers, and something fell out of the book.

Yuan She bent over to pick it up, but the moment his fingers touched it, he shuddered in vain: it was a small bead of dry plum branch, and the flowers were dazzling red.Fang Ya once said that he wanted to go out of the city to see the scene of the red plum and Aoxue, so on the day of his wedding, Yuan She went outside the city to pick the pearl red plum as a gift, thinking that the flower would have withered long ago, It's like their vacillating and fragile relationship, but he didn't expect him to cherish it so carefully.

Yuan She opened the booklet, and there were all portraits of people in it: those who were pouting and angry, those who were lying at the gate playing foolishly, and those who were sleeping...all in different colors, but they were all the faces of the same person. ...Beside the last portrait, there is a poem, the writing is introverted and steady, hidden too much, and revealing forbearance. It is inscribed on it: "An De Shuang Quan Dharma?"Live up to the city and the Qing.

Yuan She's eyes suddenly seemed to be covered with mist, and he could no longer see everything in front of him clearly. The booklet at his fingertips was like a hard lump of ice, and the piercing limbs were completely cold; it was also like a stove , let a flame grow in my heart for no reason, and the warm and stinging heart hurts...

All the emotions of that person are the same as his own, hidden and hidden, because he has his own calculations and perseverance, he can never let go of the burden in his heart, from beginning to end, he has never lived for himself one day.He exchanged his own life for the stability of Pengcheng; used marriage and promises to protect Cong Yin's future, which might be a homeless one; The world hides the freedom he longs for, there are red plums and proud snows, and there are peaches, where his sincerity is hidden...

Yuan She asked for a horse, and went out of the city against the setting sun: New Year's Eve has passed, today is the Spring Festival!Yuan She looked down at the booklet in his arms: Fang Ya, you never keep your promises, but I am a person who keeps promises.Do you still remember what I told you that day?Once the matter here is over, I will show you the outside world, places you have never seen before, places you have never set foot in, outside the Great Wall, Mobei, and the land where the burning peach blossoms are in full bloom... I will accompany you to see... …