A Qi

In a blink of an eye, it is the eighth day of August, which is a very special day.Three years ago, this was supposed to be the day when An Rong married Zhou Taiwei's daughter.Just like three years ago, it was still a massive downpour of autumn rain.

Ah Qi had nothing to do, so he moved a wooden chair, looked at the rain curtain drooping from the eaves like a waterfall, and then looked at the small vegetable garden in the yard.I deliberately let myself not think about the past, but I still can't help but look back at the past in my mind. My mood is the same as before, and I still feel helpless and hopeless, as well as the powerlessness deeply rooted in my bones.

He never asked about An Rong's past, not even the slightest insinuation, Ah Qi just didn't want to make things difficult for him.In fact, he only needs to call any old person in the mansion to know what happened back then, but Ah Qi didn't do that.

In life, it is rare to be confused. What good is it to get to the bottom of it?It's better to deceive yourself and others, you can still find a place of peace.

After a while, I saw from afar——An Rong was getting closer and closer to a servant. The servant respectfully held up an oil-paper umbrella for the Lord. The umbrella was not big, and An Rong's left sleeve was wet.The two walked to the front of the house.

An Rong waved the servant away, and stood alone at the threshold, staring at Ah Qi for a long while, without any anxious emotion that he wanted to see on that ordinary face.Finally helpless, An Rong entered the house.

The heavy rain suddenly came after the court today, and he was full of expectations on the way back to the mansion in the sedan chair—Maybe Ah Qi was standing at the gate of the mansion and looking around, maybe he had prepared an oiled paper umbrella in his hand... But in front of the mansion , except for the butler and a servant looking around in a hurry, where is the slightest sign of that person?

An Rong took off his damp official uniform by himself, Ah Qi kept his posture unchanged, and did not say a word to An Rong from the beginning to the end.An Rong was originally displeased, and now he was even more sullen, but he couldn't get angry with Ah Qi, so he had to vent his anger on the innocent tables, chairs and tea sets.

"Bang—" The fragments of the teacup fell to the ground and splashed.

Ah Qi finally reacted, turned his head to look at An Rong, then turned his eyes to the broken cup on the ground.

"Why are you so careless?" Ah Qi asked casually.

"What is there to see outside? Is it worth your time to look at it?" An Rong was angry, and his words were full of reproach.

Ah Qi looked up at An Rong again, stood up and moved the wooden chair back to its original place, and said, "Yes, there is really nothing to see."

An Rong stretched out his hand to rub the center of his eyebrows, as if he was extremely tired.The two of them, one advances, the other retreats; one is like the beginning of love, greedy for each other's tenderness, and the other is like a dragon, old-fashioned, waiting for the day to die, never asking about each other again.How can you not be tired like this?And both of them are tired.

"Oh." - An Rong sighed to himself again, this is also the word he said the most recently.

"Ah Qi, my hair is wet, come here and wipe it for me." The two were embarrassed, and An Rong was able to come up with such a clever plan.

Ah Qi walked over, picked up the white sweat towel on the washbasin stand, and wiped a few locks of hair for An Rong.A few strands of black hair condensed into one strand, and Ah Qi twirled it carefully.Putting that hand on top of her head, gently caressing it, An Rong felt at ease, with a kind of sentimental feeling that a warm-hearted lady is by her side, and the world is nothing but such a blessing.

"Okay, it's done." How could Ah Qi know that An Rong had thought so much in such a short period of time.

"What were you looking at just now?" An Rong asked softly.

"It's raining heavily..."

"You also know that it's raining heavily, so you don't take an umbrella, go to the door and wait for me." A little bit of reproach, An Rong just wanted to ask for comfort.

"You are the master, there are many people holding umbrellas for you in the mansion, and I am not the only one."

An Rong was anxious, "Who are they? Who are you? How can it be the same! Don't you know your identity yet!"

Ah Qi smiled and asked back, "Then do you know what day it is today?"

It hits the nail on the head, straight to the heart, An Rong's complexion suddenly became pale and ugly, just now he could complain a few words for himself, but now he is silent, his eyes are twinkling, and he is extremely scared in his heart.

"Ah Qi..." After a long time, An Rong could only call out the other party's name.

Ah Qi looked at the outside of the house in a daze, for a long time, but still couldn't see where the road ahead was, "Xiao Rong, the rain three years ago must have been this heavy... I can't remember clearly..."

How does this teach him to answer?An Rong walked up to Ah Qi, knelt down, and rested her head on Ah Qi's lap, looking very fond of her.There was the sound of rushing rain, An Rong pretended to be at ease, and did not take what Ah Qi just said.

"Why didn't you marry Ms. Zhou three years ago?" Ah Qi finally asked, feeling overwhelmed.

An Rong raised his head, looked directly at Ah Qi with scorching eyes, and finally uttered with difficulty, "I thought you were dead..."

It's just six short words, and Ah Qi can't know the cause and effect from it, but seeing An Rong's appearance at the moment, he might not be willing to say it, so he didn't ask any more.

That rainy day, the raindrops were lingering, and the two of them stayed in the room from morning to night without saying a word.An Rong leaned over his desk and flipped through the books all day, while Ah Qi read the whole day of rain.Occasionally, the eyes of the two meet, both are An Rong, looking away in a panic.

A few days later, Ah Qi made a rare trip to the easternmost part of Anfu, where he once lived with An Rong.The place has been overgrown with wild grass and no one has been there for a long time. There is still an iron lock hanging on the door, which has long been rusted.

Ah Qi broke the paper on the window lattice and peeped in through a small hole. The room was still the same as before, but there was almost nothing inside, not to mention the small decorations, even the bed on which he slept. Also gone.Confused, Ah Qi thoughtfully left the east side.

After thinking about it all the way, he could barely come to a conclusion—probably because he was going to marry a wife back then, so he threw away all his belongings.Rao knew that An Rong did this, and had his thoughts, Ah Qi was really sad about it for a while.An Mansion is so big, is there no room for him in a small house?

The two of them shared the same bed at night, An Rong took out two red strings like a magic trick, tied one to Ah Qi without saying anything, and tied it into a knot, then held up the other string in his hand , "Help me tie it too."

"What is this?" Ah Qi asked in confusion while being puzzled.

"I went to the Yuelao Temple in the west of the city during the day, and I asked for two red ropes from there."

Ah Qi's hand stopped suddenly, and his tone was solemn, "Do you still believe this?"

"Why don't you believe it? It is said that it is very spiritual."

The Yuelao Temple in the west of the city, the thousand-year-old tree, and the red rope. Ah Qi has done this before. He kowtowed all the way back then, and his forehead was bruised and purple for several days.But legends are legends, after all, Yuelao didn't give him a good match.

An Rong saw that Ah Qi was suddenly silent and looked preoccupied, and asked nervously, "What are you thinking?"

"Thinking about this red rope, why do so many people believe it? Even you believe it?"

"You haven't asked, how do you know it won't work?"

"How do you know I didn't ask..." Ah Qi muttered.

"When did you ask for it?"

"It happened many years ago, you really forgot."

An Rong's heart froze, she had a vague impression, but not very clear, "Then tell me."

"I don't want to mention it."

An Rong didn't give up, and kept pestering Ah Qi all night, until finally Ah Qi got annoyed by him, and then told him what happened several years ago——

"It was at that time, probably during the Qiqiao Festival. I don't remember clearly. Others said that the Yuelao Temple in the west of the city was blessed, so I went to ask for two red ropes. I was going to take you there, but you didn't go..."

Having said that, An Rong had a vague memory. It seemed that when he came back from Liang Rufeng's other courtyard, Ah Qi said that he wanted to go to Yuelao Temple. What did he say at that time?An Rong didn't dare to think about it anymore, with his bad temper back then, he didn't know what to say.

"Ah Qi, let's go to the west of the city tomorrow, okay?"

"What are you doing there? I don't believe in that." Ah Qi directly refused.

That night An Rong hugged Ah Qi tightly, and the two kissed each other skin to skin, without a single gap between them, Ah Qi was strangled uncomfortably, An Rong did not let go.He was afraid that once he let go, this person would leave him along with the dusty past.

On the second day, the rain was over and the sky cleared. Although the sun was not visible, the air was already in a fresh state, and the soil and grass were full of fragrance.

"Ah Qi, follow me wherever I go." An Rong came back in a hurry, and said these words as soon as he entered the door.

"where to."

"West of the city."

Ah Qi knew that she couldn't beat him, so she followed his wish.After tidying up a bit, he followed him out of the house.

The horse-drawn carriage drove to the west of the city, and it was not a festive season. Not many people came to this temple today.After a night of heavy rain, the old tree is even more vibrant; there are many red strings hanging from the tree. At first glance, it seems that the tree is full of red flowers.

An Rong led Ah Qi to pay homage in front of the old Buddha statue of Yue, cautiously and sincerely, bowed his head three times once, and said in his heart: May the flowers always bloom and people always be there.

Ah Qi didn't believe this, so he stood aside and glanced around.

The scenery here, one person kneeling, one person standing alone, the two hearts are not connected, I don't know if the marriage can be given?

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Changed the copywriting, compared with the previous one, which one is better ^_^