practice fundamentals

Chun Ling inexplicably felt a chill, she didn't like Tian Xun who was smiling like this now, she forcibly ignored the unhappiness in her heart, and slowly talked about her past.

"Yi Daochang is right, I am indeed tired. This is the first time I have pestered him and been rejected by him. I still remember when we first met...

Chunling is still Chunling, her appearance is just like in the painting—small and round bean eyes, and there are spots of pockmarks on the slightly dark skin.At that time, she was only 16 years old and was about to get married, but no one proposed marriage.

Even the matchmaker said that she was born unattractive, and her family conditions were not good, so she could only match her up with those peasants in the mountains.

But Chunling doesn't like those reckless men. She likes talented scholars, just like Mr. Pan.

The so-called gifted man and beautiful woman are born with a perfect match. Although she is not a beautiful woman, she still loves talented men.Besides, her talent is not bad, she often reads and practice calligraphy at home, and even composes poems by herself.

Wouldn't that be inappropriate...

"Hey, you little girl, why are you here to eavesdrop on your teacher's lecture again? Are you not afraid of being scolded by your family?" A student suddenly stuck his head out of the window and said to Chun Ling who was eavesdropping outside the window.

Almost everyone in the study hall looked out of the window curiously, and after seeing the ugly Chun Ling outside the window, they laughed at her one after another.

"What, isn't this an ugly girl that no one wants at Sixteen Street next door?"

"Shouldn't she be staying in the boudoir? Why did she come to our place to eavesdrop? I'm really shameless."

"What's the use of her coming. Just rely on her, understand?"

These unpleasant whispers became louder and louder, and the embarrassing Chunling blushed, and was so at a loss that she forgot to run.

"Go away."

"Yes, yes, hurry up, it's an eyesore, it's ugly."

"It's no wonder you can't get married if you're so ugly."

"..."

Chunling's eyes were flushed, she bit her lower lip tightly to hold back her tears, and turned around to leave.

At this time, a clear and pleasant male voice sounded: "Be quiet, have you all forgotten what I taught you before, the gentleman's way of treating others?"

Chunling followed the sound and looked at the man standing in front of the study hall.

It's the teacher.

Wearing a dark green long gown, holding a scroll in one hand, and placing the other hand behind her back, her brows and eyes are full of gentleness and elegance.The end is a modest gentleman.

"Since this girl is eager to learn, she is worthy of admiration, and you shouldn't ridicule her." After scolding the student, he walked to the window and said to Chunling: "Girl, you don't have to go outside anymore, you You can come in and study." Although it was a bit inappropriate, Pan He couldn't bear to see a woman being roasted outside the window in summer.

Mr. Pan, you are really too gentle... As Chun Ling thought about it, the heat on her face seemed to be enough to fry an egg. Unlike before, she was blushing now.

Would he be angry if he knew that she came here more for him and the study was just by the way?Probably not, after all, Mr. is so gentle.

From then on, Chunling went to Pan He's private school to attend classes every day, and was never absent.

Even if Chun Ling's parents dissuaded her, it was useless. She was not afraid of being unreasonable. A woman came and went among a group of men.As long as she can see her Mr. Pan, she is satisfied, and naturally she has nothing to fear.

When winter came, Chunling was almost familiar with the students in the private school, and was no longer incompatible as it was at the beginning.

No matter what, they are a group of teenagers and half-grown boys, and most of them are easy to get along with.Except for a few people, everyone generally likes the cheerful and humorous Chunling.

In the study hall, Pan He said in a pleasant voice, "Let's stop here today. Tomorrow is the Spring Festival. Let me tell you about the homework again. You have to check it when you come back."

Chunling in the last row was a little downcast, like a dried up eggplant.

It's a holiday, and I haven't seen Mr. Pan for a whole month...not happy.

When the last class was over and all the students had left, Chunling still lay on the low table unwilling to leave.

Pan, who came back to lock the door, and Chun Ling, who refused to leave, asked suspiciously: "Aren't you going home?"

Chun Ling lowered her head, and said in a muffled voice, "It will be a long time since I get home from listening to Mr. Lecture."

"Do you want to continue listening to the class?" Pan He smiled amusedly.

"Um……"

"It's okay, you can come here and ask me if you don't understand anything after you get home." Pan He lives next to the private school.

Chun Ling regained her spirits all of a sudden, her eyes lit up, and she asked in disbelief, "Really?"

Pan He reached out and rubbed Chunling's head, saying, "Of course it's true."

Chunling lowered her head shyly.

Chunling used the excuse of studying to ask Pan He questions from time to time.

Soon, it will be New Year's Eve.

Chunling invited Pan He to watch the fireworks together. She waited anxiously for Pan He's answer, and she was ready to be rejected.She thought that if she was rejected this time, she would never disturb Mr. Pan's life again.

After all, I am not good-looking, men must like beautiful girls.Even if you are rejected by your husband, it is normal...

Pan He still had a gentle smile, rubbed Chunling's head habitually, and said slowly, "Okay."

New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve, Zishi.

Chun Ling and Pan He arrived at the hillside closest to the sky and the most beautiful place to watch the fireworks.

When you look up, you will see the endless night sky, the stars are shining brightly, and the half moon hanging in the sky is very beautiful.A large number of fireworks rendered the somewhat dark sky, and people from various households lit the fireworks that they had prepared long ago, causing clusters of fireworks to bloom in the sky.

Colorful, gorgeous, very beautiful.

Chunling thinks that this year's fireworks are really the best, probably because of the company of special people.She turned her head to look at Pan He, and saw that the other party's face was illuminated by the fireworks with a gentle beauty, which made her unable to take her eyes off for a moment.

Pan He looked at Chunling puzzled: "What are you looking at me for, am I prettier than fireworks?"

Chunling was so startled that she looked down at the grass, her straight eyes seemed to be able to stare out a hole in the ground.She calmed down her heartbeat and nodded in response to the other party's question just now.

Pan He watched the back of his head move up and down amusedly, turned his head to continue watching the fireworks, and said softly——

In my eyes, you are also very good-looking.

Chunling suspected that there was something wrong with her ears, and suddenly looked up at Pan He.

Under the bright fireworks, his thin figure grew much taller.

"What did you just say?" Chun Ling didn't even bring any excited honorifics.

Pan He didn't turn around, but still turned his back to Chun Ling, and he repeated embarrassedly: "You look good."

This time Chun Ling confirmed that he could not have heard wrong.

Chunling had never heard anyone praise her like this before, and she also knew that Pan He would not lie to her.

Does this count as a confession?

"Sir is also very good-looking, I think he is the most beautiful person in the world!"

"Fool, how many people have you met in the whole world?"

They watched the beautiful fireworks at the place closest to the sky and celebrated the new year together.

I don't know who held each other's hand first, anyway, we went down the rugged mountain road hand in hand.

Half a year later, Pan He went to Chunling's house to propose marriage with the bride price.

Although Chunling's parents had known for a long time that Chunling had unusual feelings for the teacher, they were not too surprised.Besides, Pan He is very handsome, and he is really lucky that he is willing to take Chun Ling.

They are still very happy that their daughter can be happy, and they don't pay attention to the various words of the folks in the street.

However, Chun Ling never imagined that disaster would strike at her happiest time.

After accepting the dowry, the wedding date was set on the nearest auspicious day.

Unexpectedly, in just a few days, the plague broke out.

This terrifying plague is very vicious, and it spreads widely and fast. Once infected, it is difficult to treat.

Those who were not infected all moved out of town to other places, and those who were infected had to be abandoned at home.

Pan He also planned to take Chunling away, but Chunling was unwilling. She wanted to stay with her sick parents and wait for the imperial court to send doctors over... She couldn't leave them and run for her life like this.

But she didn't wait for the doctor, only the news that the town was sealed off.Chunling thought she was so stupid, and now Pan He had to stay in the town with her to die.

All blame her, she dragged Pan He down.

In the end, Pan He was also infected with the plague, and time is running out...

Pan He said weakly: Don't come close to me, you will be infected.

Chunling shook her head, held Pan He's hand tightly, and said firmly, "No, I will die with you if I die." Anyway, there is no way out.

Pan He's face was pale, he tried his best to smile, leaned on the edge of the bed and said to Chun Ling: "Actually, I drew a portrait for you, but the remaining facial features have not been added. It's a pity." He pointed to the desk in the room. drawer, motioning Chunling to take it out.

Chunling got up to take it out, unfolded it, and saw that the lady in this painting was wearing a delicate and gorgeous long dress, combing her hair in a beautiful bun, with gold, silver and red hairpins on her head, she was very beautiful.If Pan He didn't tell, she would never know that this was a painting of herself.

"You deserve the best and more beautiful things. It's a pity that I can't lift a pen anymore, and I can't draw a complete picture of you." Pan He then called out with difficulty: "My lady... my lady... my lady..." We are still missing a wedding.

"Master."

Chunling choked up holding the painting, tears rolling in her eyes, and finally she stopped suppressing herself and burst into tears, crying out all the tears that had been held back for more than ten years.

She doesn't like to cry, because crying makes her uglier and more annoying.

Ke Panhe said that she was pretty, and that he only liked her, and that he would stay with her even if he would die if he stayed in the town.

Pan He lost his breath two days later, and when he left, his face was very serene, and he didn't let go of his interlocking fingers with Chun Ling.

Chunling couldn't pull out her hand, she was trapped by Pan He's stiff fingers, but she didn't intend to pull out her hand either.she is happy

Even if Pan He died, he would not let go of her hand, nor would he leave her.

She knew that she was also sick for a few days, but she didn't want to stay in the world without Pan He any longer.So she resolutely stabbed her own throat with a hairpin and committed suicide.

The splashed blood stained Pan He beside him, and also stained Chunling herself, as well as the picture scroll that Chunling deliberately put beside her pillow.

I don't know what Xianggong said, whether being a husband and wife in the next life counts, what if he goes to the underworld and drinks Mengpo soup, and forgets the current oath?

What if he forgot about me and went to find another little lady?

No, I'm going to find him, and I must make him fulfill his promise.

We are not married yet...

The painting scroll that had been put away on the bed moved strangely, and unfolded itself to reveal the portrait, and the originally blank facial features suddenly appeared.It was Chun Ling's ugly face, but her eyes hadn't been opened yet.

……

With this obsession, Chunling did not go to reincarnation after death, but attached to the scroll.Follow the picture scroll, looking for the reincarnation of Pan He, who is also her husband-in-law.

"That is to say, Miao Yu is Pan He's reincarnation?" Tian Xun asked.

"Although he has changed his name many times, I can recognize him at a glance." Chunling recalled the unhappy memory, looking a little disappointed, "But every time he makes my family sad, every time I forget my family , What a liar."

Tian Xun didn't quite understand these unforgettable loves, and said, "That means he doesn't love you as much as you imagined, otherwise how could he forget you?"

"What do you know, he loves me the most!" Chun Ling flew to Tian Xun with an angry face.

Yi Xuanqing said to Tian Xun, "Shut up."