[Comprehensive] Comb girl

In the first step of elopement, Masato Matsuyama encountered obstacles.

This strange person in front of him said something like "I won't let you see my lord", as if he was a heinous sinner.But Changcheng didn't think he had offended him, nor did he think he had met him.

"You... who are you!" Masato Matsuyama put his hand on the handle of the knife and roared in a low voice, "Say some weird words."

The visitor did not answer him.

This tall man with a strange hair color and a cloak just smiled gently at him, and then his figure disappeared in front of Changcheng.The next moment, Changcheng felt a pain in the back of his neck, and his consciousness was quickly stripped away.

The young master struggled twice, but he couldn't resist the signal from his body, and fell limply to the ground.

In the first phase, he lowered his eyes and silently watched Matsuyama Masato.

Changcheng's clothes were stained with dust, and he was a little embarrassed.Like a shattered clay puppet, he sank into the mud after the rain, and it was impossible to enter Ah Ding's life again.

There was a noisy sound in Songshan's house, it seemed that the servants found out that the young master had left a note and left, and rushed out with a torch to search for the young master.The sound of footsteps echoed in every corner of Songshan's house.

Tonight's Masato Matsuyama was unable to see Ah Ding in the first place.One phase and one shock is just a small favor, reducing the probability of this happening to an infinitely low that's all.

He breathed out slightly.

Now, it's time to meet the lord.

***

The forest on the mountain behind the Songshan family was shrouded in desolation.In the desolate forest, there are no people, only the twilight crows perched on the branches, and the rustling sound of the leaves being blown by the night wind gradually came.

Ah Ding stood under a big tree and jumped slightly to relieve the slight cold of the night.Although it was summer, when the night wind blew, she felt a lump on her body.In addition, there were shadows in the forest, like ghosts, which made her a little scared.

Why isn't the young master here yet?He has been late for a long time.

Sure enough, the young master regretted it anyway.

Did you leave yourself alone and leave alone, or did you go back home?

She rubbed her hands, feeling slightly desolate and apprehensive in her heart.

Ah Ding has complicated feelings for the young master.

She has never been in love, but she has heard other women talk about the experience of being in love.If a woman is in love, she must be loyal to a man, unless the other party is bored and says "let's end it".

It was precisely because of this that on the first day she fell in love with the young master, she had already made up her mind that she would never betray him again in this life.

But such determination has not been equally rewarded.On the night when we made an appointment to leave together, the young master even refused to come, leaving her alone to blow the cold wind at night——

The 15-year-old girl who was not deeply involved in the world was finally a little annoyed.

When she was annoyed, footsteps suddenly came from behind her.Ah Ding was slightly overjoyed, and quickly turned his head and said, "Master..."

However, the person who came was not the Matsuyama Masato she was looking forward to, but a one-shot.

"...It's Master Yizhen." She lowered her brows and eyes that were originally happy, showing a bit of melancholy, "It's so late, why are you here?"

A smiling smile is always gentle and decent.He looked into the eyes of the lord and gave him enough respect.He said to Ah Ding: "I just came to tell you that Master Changcheng doesn't plan to leave with you, you don't have to wait for him anymore."

Although he had guessed the ending a long time ago, Ah Ding's heart sank in disappointment.

——Is that really the case?

After all, Master Songshan is the young master of a rich family, and he is just a low-class maid.

Ah Ding hugged himself tightly with both arms, feeling an inexplicable pain in his heart.She asked in a low voice: "Really? Young master, he is... really won't come?"

Yizheng replied: "Yes, he will not come again. Please forgive me, he doesn't have that kind of affection for you."

The girl seemed to hear the sound of her heart being torn apart.She asked painfully: "Does he not like me?"

"Yes, he doesn't like you." Yiqi Yizhen said.

He justified in his heart: he just said in advance what will happen in the future.The future Masato Matsuyama will not marry Ah Ding. He was sent to Tanba by his father the day after his elopement failed; in the future, he will marry other women under the arrangement of his parents.

However, Yiqi Yizhen still noticed a slight change in his body——

It's like falling into a quagmire.

Like some kind of black stain.

It seems to be gradually corroded by rust marks.

……what.

It's the taste of being eroded by darkness.

The girl was still asking questions about the first issue.

"If you don't like me, why does the young master pursue me?"

"There's no need for a reason."

"Will the young master marry someone else?"

"meeting."

"Does he have no love for me...?"

"does not exist."

Every time you answer a sentence, you can feel that the erosion of the dark fall has become more and more serious.The wind in the forest was getting stronger, blowing the water-blue hair on his forehead fluttering, and the cloak was full of wind, and the hem was fluttering.

The girl's eyes dimmed completely.

After a long time, she smiled sourly and said: "Ah, that's fine. If you don't have expectations, you won't be disappointed in the future. I just don't know... what should I do in the future? If you want to forget the young master, Maybe you won't be able to work in the Songshan family. Where else can you go if you leave the Songshan family?"

A few simple words, but it shows that she has deviated from her own destiny.

"Yeah." Yiqi raised his hand, stroked the top of her hair, and said in a low voice, "You have others—such as me. Before your mother passed away, she asked me to take good care of you. If you If you don't mind, you can go to Kyoto with me."

Ah Ding raised his head slightly surprised.

For her now, there are walls everywhere, but Yiqi Yizheng has given a brand new path.

"...can you?" she asked with her eyes wide open.

"Hmm." Yiqi said with a smile, "Would you like to?"

"..." The girl fell into deep thought.

After a long time, she showed a slightly bitter smile and said, "It's the same wherever you stay, no one will like me. So, let's go with Mr. Yiqi Yizhen."

Her words are very light, without the heaviness that is overwhelmed by life.

However, this sentence made the soul tremble a little - it was the erosion of the dark fall that became more and more serious.

Ah, if Ah Ding leaves the Songshan family, he will not be shot to death by the hostess who hates him because of jealousy, and he will not become the evil spirit that haunts the village and the Songshan family, and Masaki Matsuyama will not have a chance Draw the sword to kill the ghost, and then...

The old Patriarch of the Aoping family will no longer have the dream of "killing ghosts in Changcheng Palace", and will not find the child he sent out.The 15 stone high governor of the Okuhei family and the feudal lord of Tango Miyazu may never appear again in his lifetime.

Perhaps, throughout his life, Matsuyama Masato would just be an ordinary warrior in this small mountain village.

History has changed a lot.

Thinking about it this way, the smile became more and more gentle, like a piece of warm jade.He stretched out his palm towards the lord and said, "Give me your hand, please."

The 15-year-old girl timidly and ignorantly placed her hand in his palm.

Her eyes are full of hopes and expectations for life, and pure admiration.She had never been abused by the young master's stepmother, nor had she turned into a ghost, nor had she met San Riyue who left her mark on her body.

This is what the Lord wants to be the most.

Yiqi looked at her with a slight joy in his heart.For some reason, he suddenly had a strong impulse in his heart.

"What's your full name?" he asked.

"Ah, what's my name?" The girl opened her eyes slightly, "It's called You Xie Wuding...but everyone calls me 'Sanlang's daughter'. You still call me 'Ading' as before. Bar."

This is her real name now.

Then something happened that made her cringe.This elegant and gentle man actually bent down and kissed her lips lightly.

Her long hair was slightly disheveled by the night wind, and with her fingers clasped on her heart, she felt that her chest was rumbling non-stop.

The gentle touch on the lips finally gradually left.

Qi Yi straightened up, his eyes dimmed.

"This is the 'contract' we made." He said with a smile.

Fu Sangshen's pale golden eyes seemed to be faintly stained with blood.His smile was no longer as gentle as before, but actually had a slightly trembling viciousness.

However, Ah Ding didn't feel scared, nor did he resist.

"It's so strange..." she murmured, "Where have I met you? Lord Yizhen. I think I've known you for a long time..."

"Ah, yes." Yiqi shook his gloved fingers, brushed her collarbone under her collar, and stroked his knife pattern, "You have seen me after a long time."

The plausible answer gradually drifted away in the night wind.

***

Sanri Yuezong recently had a dream.

——He dreamed that the lord had completely disappeared.

Disturbed by this dream, he opened his eyes at dawn.The birds chirping outside the window is still there, and the autumn weather is very bright. It seems that someone is cleaning the corridor outside, and there is the sound of water being twisted.

His pillow was empty, and the lord who was crying in his arms with trembling fingers last night was gone.

She worked all day yesterday, she was obviously exhausted, why did she wake up so early today?

San Riyue put on her clothes casually and walked out the door.In the corridor, California Qingguang stroked his cuffs and was slowly wiping the smooth floor with a towel.After a few wipes, he stopped to check his beautiful red nails.

"California, where's the master?" Sanriyue asked.

"Ah?" California Qingguang tilted his head, a little puzzled, "My lord...? Where did the lord come from?"

"I said," Sanriyue sighed slightly, with a headache, "where is our lord? Where did he go to play?"

California Qingguang looked at Mikazuki Zongjin with a strange look.

"Is the Sanriyue Palace sleepy?" California muttered, "The main pill has been vacant for so long, where did the master come from?"