Thirty Mulberry

She wet her shoulders and said, "Let's get married!"

Xiao Chun went to touch the small box, and asked Tian, ​​"What are you looking for?"

Xiaochun smiled and said, "My dowry."

She struggled to stand up, staying in the narrow cabinet for too long, the nerves in her legs were paralyzed, and she was about to fall, but was supported by Okita, who hugged her horizontally: "I'll take you back."

"I won't go back tonight." Xiaochun hugged his neck tightly, "Sister Chundai must have fallen asleep, knocking on the door will wake her up. Find a hotel!"

Xiao Chun is like roasted sugar, her whole body is full of sweetness.Okita sticks his head out from under the quilt, he likes to eat sweet food, and he likes to smell the sweetness with sugar.

Xiaochun wrote with his fingers on his back.Okita obediently lay still on his stomach, and waited until Xiaochun finished writing before asking: "Is it Chinese characters? Poems? It's very long!"

"The first two lines of a poem by Yuan Zhen'Once the sea was too difficult for water, except Wushan is not a cloud."

"What do you mean?"

"I have seen the most beautiful scenery in the world, and seeing other scenery is boring."

"Is that me?"

"Yes!" Xiaochun threw herself into his arms, "What do you think the world will be like in 100 years?"

Okita thought for a while: "I don't know, and I can't imagine it, but I think I can still live until then if I work hard."

Xiaochun looked at him with a little smile.

"What's wrong with you today? You're not very happy! Is it because you haven't seen me these days?" Okita said, "I went back to Edo, bought a house, and invited a mother-in-law. This mother-in-law was in the I work as a maid at the home of a senior samurai. Kyoto always feels like a temporary foothold, and I still have to go back to Edo in the future.”

"I'll take you to Edo tomorrow. You have to wait for me at home, and I'll go back to see you after I'm on vacation." Okita's eyes were blocked by the height of the pillow, he raised his hand to press it, and stared at Xiaochun, " Do you believe in an afterlife?"

Xiaochun nodded: "I believe."

Okita took out a handkerchief from the cuff of the small sleeve beside the bed and tied it around his index finger: "Thirty-san! We will meet each other based on this in the next life!"

Xiaochun laughed and said, "I don't remember anything after drinking Mengpo soup, so how can I remember 'Thirty Sangs'?"

"Am I cute?" Okita blinked mischievously.

"Cute." Xiaochun reached out and pinched his cheek, "So what do you want to do?"

"That's why Meng Po won't let me drink soup."

"Is today really our wedding night?" Okita reached out to touch the small wooden box beside the bed, "Is it true?"

"You don't want to?" Xiaochun stretched out his upper body and took the box towards Tian first, "This box contains old ink sticks."

"Why don't you want to! I want to have a 'bridal night' in Kyoto today, and another time in Edo tomorrow!" Okita narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Why do you want to buy a dowry? I can afford you."

"Ink stops bleeding, take it internally."

Okita wanted to speak, but Xiaochun precisely gagged his mouth, and his voice suddenly fell silent.

In the middle of the night, Okita felt that his arms were empty, and there was a brief cool breeze blowing through the quilt, and it only lasted for a moment.He thought it was a dream.

When Xiaochun was standing in the boat wearing that strawberry red pajamas, she was as cold as an ice cream that hadn't opened the wrapping paper. "Mr. Shannan," she was surprised that she could still speak, and her teeth did not "cluck", "The way you killed me is to freeze me to death?"

It was too dark at night, and the water was pitch black, like the inside of a huge animal.I can't tell if Shannan is smiling, but his tone of voice is always so peaceful: "The water is too shallow for merchant ships to get close, so I can only wrong you to take a small boat to approach the merchant ships moored in deeper waters. This merchant ship is very safe. I have already I have said hello, and I will send you to the Qing Dynasty safely."

Xiaochun brushed her hair back and let Haifeng slide past her face. "Mr. Shannan," the boat was about to approach the side of the merchant ship, and someone hung down a ladder from above. "I still say the same thing, I think you are right...Thank you for sending me here. At the same time, it also gave me courage. Go back wherever you came from!" She jumped into the sea, because The boat shook twice violently due to the recoil, and Shannan instinctively grabbed the side of the boat...

When Okita woke up in the morning, the blanket beside him was cold.The handkerchief is there, the ink box is also there, and even the undercoat that Xiaochun wore next night is also there.He thought of the cool breeze that passed by briefly last night, and looked around the surroundings bathed in the morning light, but he couldn't figure out which one was dreaming.

In February 1865, Keisuke Shannan left the Shinsengumi, and General Director Okita was in charge of hunting down Shannan in Otsu.Shannan stands on a small earth cliff overlooking the distance.His leisure makes it difficult to imagine that he is on the run, and it is more likely that he deliberately waited with his arms tied.Peace is his wisdom.

"When you and Miss Xiaochun came to Otsu, you painted Western paintings here, right?" Shannan said to Okita behind him.

"Don't mention that name, don't mention it!" Okita drew his knife out of its sheath and slashed the knife in the air. He stared at blood-red eyes, not knowing who to hate, "She left without saying a word...and you, Shannan, why Want to send her back to the Qing Dynasty? I told you a long time ago that she is not a spy, not a spy!"

"Miss Xiaochun didn't go back to the Qing Dynasty." Shannan turned around to face Okita, adjusted his glasses gracefully, and smiled politely on his non-smiling face, "She died, I killed her."

"Ah——" Okita roared, like a flash of lightning flashed across his chest, he raised his knife and slashed towards him obliquely.

He couldn't judge the distance between the knife and him, Shannan only felt that he had been killed by the wind of the knife, a slanted wound, from the shoulder blade to the left abdomen.

Okita took a few steps back and leaned against the tree, the cough that popped out of his chest was covered by his roar, but something jumped out, and he covered his mouth with a handkerchief to see if he was broken fragment of heart.The embroidered word "pure" on the handkerchief is connected to a small red flower, which seems to have branched out, and another small red flower blooms.

He stuck the knife into the soil, and slowly knelt down on one knee while holding the handle. "Hehe," he lowered his head and laughed, with sarcasm, "You said she was dead, you just want to stimulate me to give you a good time when I 'interpolate' for you!"

Shannan's eyes burned from Okita's pain, and he closed his eyes: "I didn't lie to you! Director, I have always regarded you as my younger brother."

"Why did you leave the team?" Okita raised his face, tears streaming down his face, "Why?" "

"Retribution!" Shannan bowed his head and smiled softly.

On February 1865, 2, Shannan was seppuku.Mr. Okita made a "mistake" for him.

"Who am I, where am I?" Xiaochun's eyes rolled around after waking up.Qiao Qi, who had been guarding her in the middle of the night, nodded her forehead, she turned her head, and her eyes fell on the half-closed window.

"Go crazy after the fever subsides?" Qiao Qi took out the thermometer from her armpit and looked at the temperature against the light.

"What's the date today?" Xiaochun asked.

"Number 25." Qiao Qi pointed to the bedside clock. "It's past twelve. Are you really confused? It scared me to death. I'm ready to call 120."

"It's just a dream, and I can't wake up no matter what." Xiao Chun put the back of her hand over her eyes.

"Has the ghost pressed the bed? It's haunted." Qiao Qi sat beside her bed, stroked her chest, and went to get the handkerchief on the bedside table. "Where's your handkerchief? Where's your 'old-fashioned aunt' handkerchief?"

"Maybe it fell under the bed, let's look for it tomorrow!" Xiaochun said.Covering your eyes, you don't know what you're thinking.

Qiao Qi stood up and walked to the desk, picked up the painting on the table and asked, "Who is this painting? Why is there no facial features?"

Xiaochun took away the hand covering his eyes, he was recovering from a serious illness, the bruises under his eyes hadn't faded yet, and with a weary complexion, he said, "President Chongtian."

"The incense you gave me when you bought things smells good." Xiaochun said, "Isn't it lavender?"

"If you like it, I'll go to Papa Ma to buy it online tomorrow." Qiao Qi said, walking to the censer and opening the lid, the incense had already been burned out. "It's not a rare item, nor is it expensive."

"Qiao Qi." Xiao Chun called her, "Shall we go to Japan in two days?"

Qiao Qi smiled and said, "Two days ago, you said you had no money, and you had to stay up late and work overtime to take part-time jobs. Why do you suddenly have money again?"

"In fact, time and money are like 'career lines', and there are still some squeezes."

Qiao Qi gave a "puchi" smile, raised her phone and said, "Okay, I'll book the ticket tomorrow."

Fanwaiyi

Chong Tian leaned against the porch pillar, his breath was like a gossamer, he had no more to vomit, his body was like a dry river.Recently he started to lethargy, his eyes are always closed, and he is rarely awake.

The mother-in-law handed over a bowl of ink-black concoction with both hands, and said, "Master Chong Tian, ​​the medicine has been boiled. That's the only way this old servant knows that ink is a medicinal herb!"

Okita smiled, his face was pale, and he only breathed out but not breathed in when he spoke: "It was left to me by my...unmarried wife. She told me...to stop the bleeding and take it internally."

As if she was afraid of adding a little weight to Okita's thin body, the mother-in-law spoke softly: "So it's the lady who has never been married! Is there still no news about the lady?"

Okita shook his head: "I don't know... life or death!"

The toon flowers in the yard began to fall, and the whole flower withered and spread a layer on the ground, as if blooming again from the dust.The flowers and plants in the yard are full of vitality, and the whole house is in order.The old lady has rich experience in running a family.

Okita had no experience in getting married, but by imitation he also built a house and hired an old servant.He took his wife and kept her at home in the care of old servants while he earned money to support his family in Kyoto.Just like every ordinary couple in this world.

He will no longer take concubines, and he does not like Huajie Liuxiang.He will return to Edo from Kyoto to see his wife while he is on vacation.He will leave enough money to tell his mother-in-law to buy his