Wrong Changhuan

Kansai, Mingyue Tower, Jingyuan.

An took a long hot bath by mistake, and then changed into a clean white dress.Following the strange memories that flashed back in his mind one after another in the past few days, An Cuo sat in front of the fire in a strange way, and slowly dried the black hair.She ignored Hu Diefei's kind words to help her, as if she didn't exist, and then she tied up her hair and went to Jinxiu Garden alone.

It was afternoon and the sun was shining brightly.

An Cuo unconsciously stopped in the courtyard and looked towards the east wing.

There, the door was silently closed.

Bai Shao came from the outside, saw the situation and nodded forward, with embarrassment on his face, "Master is taking a nap... I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up for a while... Why don't you come back later..."

"I'll wait for her to wake up..." An Cuo said and walked towards the east wing.

Bai Shao took a step ahead of her, stretched out his hand to stop her, and said, "Master An, this room cannot be entered..." After a pause, he added, "It's the master's order..."

"If Master is to blame, I will bear it myself." An Cuo still entered the house.

At this time, there was nothing to fear and nothing to fear, and An Cuo felt relieved like never before.It was as if all the shackles of the past were shattered into pieces in just a few days of quiet time in the sales house.

Everything in the house remains as it was before.

An Cuo walked slowly to the bed, as if he could still see the painful figure, and lay quietly with frowns.

He closed his eyes and opened them after he had calmed down his breath. Between An Cuo's brows and eyes was only blood stains from the old mattress. "Master, is she... okay?"

"Since Madam left, Master has been unable to sleep all night. He has been sitting all night long... His appetite is also...compared to before, much less..." Bai Shao followed behind, staring at An Cuo's every move, as if as long as she If you distract yourself, the people in front of you will disrupt everything here.

After An Cuo listened quietly, he turned around and walked to the short table and sat down.

The charcoal fire in the house has long been cut off, only the coldness and loneliness that the bright sun can't sweep away remain.

An Cuo didn't notice when Bai Shao left, and she didn't know when she brought tea and a stack of sweet-scented osmanthus muffins and left again.She just stared blankly at everything in the house, looking for the remnants of the past in her memory.

Then, as if attracted by the faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, An Cuo came back to his senses, picked up a piece in his hand, and looked at it quietly for a long time, but he didn't put it in his mouth.

Then, it took a while to sit.

The sun was rising to the west mountain, and when it was about to rest, Bai Shao pushed open the door, Jing Jiuge entered, and said calmly, "You finally... are back..."

An Cuo turned his head, propped up his legs that were a little sore and numb due to a fixed posture, did not get up, and knelt on the floor a little decadently, and said, "I said before, to be sent away... to send her away... my life , is yours... I have no complaints whether you want to punish or kill..."

"So, when you come to see me, you are ready to risk your life?"

"Yes."

Jing Jiuge looked down from a high position and said, "You might as well..."

"Be straightforward, this is what you taught me, Master." An Cuo raised his eyes and met that slightly cold gaze.

"A person has only one life in his life... Are you really...willing to do it?" Jing Jiuge asked himself silently in the last sentence.

An Cuo murmured, "Without her, living...is it any different from being dead?!"

How could Jing Jiuge not understand this state of mind.I saw her slowly approaching the short table, took a seat where she used to sit, thought for a long time, and said, "If you go, I don't have martial arts, so I can't stop you."

An Cuo snorted silently, and said, "Even if my inner strength is still there, if Master wants to kill me, I will not resist."

Bai Shao put a pot of hot tea on the table, heard this, turned to look at the kneeling person.

Jing Jiuge trembled slightly as he held the teacup, "What do you mean by that?"

"My internal strength is gone."

"What?" Jing Jiuge suddenly raised his eyes and asked in shock, "When did it happen?"

"Is this still important?" An Cuo's internal energy disappeared from the memory of those unfamiliar episodes, but she never noticed it until that day when she wanted to send internal energy to Chang Huan on the carriage out of the city. .

Jing Jiuge narrowed his eyes, put down the teacup, and asked, "So, is that why you didn't go with her?"

An Cuo shook his head, then smiled, and said helplessly, "Maybe, this is just one of them."

"You sit down."

An Cuo did not refuse this order, just as she did not refuse Jing Jiuge's hand stretched out to detect her pulse and Bai Shao's hot tea poured for her.

The dense tea fragrance overflows the windows, the setting sun is weak and haggard, thoughts are hard to measure, and eyes are hesitant.

Withered wood crabapple, how can the fragrance of tea reach the dark fragrance?

Sitting together silently, Fang Jue's heart is sad and hidden.

After a long time, Jing Jiuge said, "In the past few days, I have thought of many things from the past... the day we first met, among so many little beggars, do you know why I was the only one who saved you and brought you into Mingyue Tower?"

An Cuo shook her head. Jing Jiuge never said this, and she never asked.

"It's your stubbornness... Your stubbornness is very similar to the old me..." Jing Jiuge smiled faintly, eyes sore, and murmured, "That's why I'm extra strict with you...I just don't want you Walk the path I walked before. People like us are too unyielding, unwilling to admit defeat, and the most vulnerable to injury. Only by making ourselves stronger can we protect ourselves and..."

Jing Jiuge was silent for a while, then continued, "Actually, besides reminding you, your name is not only to remind you, how to be content with mistakes and allow others to bully the weak... It also seems to be reminding me in the dark...every time Seeing you is like reminding me all the time, what I have missed...life, everything..."

Seeing the sadness in the eyes of the person opposite, An made a mistake, "Today, someone told me that fate is a choice in my own hands."

Jing Jiuge closed his eyes slightly, did not answer, and murmured, "Can you blame me for neglecting you all these years?"

"I complained when I was young, but later... I don't complain anymore." You have your difficulties, helplessness and choices.

An Cuo once thought that people would not change.Only later did I realize that I was wrong.Just as it is impossible for you to force a person to make a choice, it is only because that choice originates from the root of a person, which is the heart of a person.

When the heart changes, the person changes with it.

That fist-sized organ that never stops beating is just a part of the body, and its name is not the heart.

A long time later, once, An Cuo was very curious, what is the heart?Why does it torture a person who can't sleep at night without eating and drinking, why does it make her burst into tears and grief just thinking about the past.It was also the most difficult time of losing Chang Huan. She understood that her heart was not her head, nor her thoughts.The heart is originally pure, and the reason why it hurts is only because the heart has a place to belong to, and there are worries and fears that can't be obtained, so it can't be peaceful for a long time.But even after knowing the truth, she still hasn't stepped out of the shadow she created.Since it's something to say, don't show it.

Looking at the crabapple tree outside the door, Jing Jiuge coughed lightly, and said softly, "I missed it, I hope you don't repeat my mistakes. If you want to leave, then go, I don't want your life, I don't want you won't stop you..."

An Cuo never thought that this would be the result, and looked at the opposite person in disbelief.

"An'er, this time, I choose to give you freedom... But the small building, I'm afraid it's my words, he won't listen..." Jing Jiuge breathed a sigh of relief, some things have been relieved, and some things have quietly changed .

"I know." An Cuo looked grateful, and then stared at the sweet-scented osmanthus sponge cake on the table again in a daze.

"He threatened the children from the North of the City Nursery School, have you figured out a countermeasure?" Jing Jiuge picked up a piece of pastry and handed it to An Cuo.

"Yeah," An took it by mistake, took a bite, seemed to be savoring it carefully, and said thoughtfully, "I know what he's doing."

"Xiaolou has his flaws. I know he hurt Lin Changhuan, and you hate him... But in my eyes, he is also a filial child, so I don't want to see the scene of you dying, An'er, Can you promise me?"

Although An Cuo knew that with her current ability, she was not Lou Xiaolou's opponent, but a trace of disappointment still flashed in her eyes. After a moment of silence, Fang said in a deep voice, "Is it because he is Yin Tianming's son?"

"When did you know?" This secret, except for the twelve hall masters, no one knows.

"When I found out that he had taken the post of landlord, it didn't take a few days for me to figure it out."

I understand why all these years, you have only given him your preference.In terms of seniority, even any one of the twelve hall masters is more qualified than Lou Xiaolou to reach the top position, but they are willing to follow his lead without complaining.

"Yin Tianming saved my life and helped me get rid of Xie Cunfeng...For more than ten years, he has been suffering from illnesses, so I owe him the inheritance he created to pass on to Xiaolou...I will not allow anyone To destroy all of this, including you... Do you understand?" When he said this, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were extremely cold.

Xu Shi was touched by the cold tone and unquestionable expression, An Cuo frowned slightly, and asked with a sense of loss and reproach, "From the beginning to the end, am I... just a pawn you cultivated for Lou Xiaolou?" This thought , An Cuo wanted to ask a long time ago, until the words were rushed, and today he asked.

"I chose to let you go today, and you should know the answer."

"What about before today?"

"I don't want to lie to you, before, yes."

Knowing the answer clearly, An Cuo thought that he didn't care anymore, but after all, he still felt bitter in his heart.

Jing Jiuge felt the emotions of the person opposite, and explained calmly, "Xiaolou...has a side that he doesn't want to be known and is vulnerable...Born in a brothel, it's a past he can't change, and it's also the root of his low self-esteem. ...Did you know that when he entered the killer camp, he proposed it on his own initiative. The reason why he strives to be the first in everything is to prove it to everyone, because he doesn't want others to look down on him..."

"So, is this why he is holding on to me?" An Cuo felt resentful and puzzled, "Because I don't like him?"

"You have a cold temper, and your martial arts are much higher than him. Although he doesn't say anything, he is not convinced in his heart." Jing Jiuge paused and continued, "So, don't you understand? In his eyes, Only when he gets you and conquers you, can he pass the hurdle in his heart..." And this is the root of his obsession.

An Cuo was stunned on the spot in shock, still thinking about these words carefully in his mind.

"Yesterday, he came to beg me again, asking me to marry you to him...I know you too well, An'er, you won't like him...Some things are engraved in your bones...You two won't be together. Happiness, so this time, it is my selfishness to let you go..."

"Today is the first time I have felt your preference, and it is also the time I have heard you say the most...Master, thank you..." An Cuo's heart, which had been frozen in dust since he was ignorant, has now melted suddenly broken.

What dissipated at the same time was the entanglement that troubled her.

At this moment, those beautiful peach blossom eyes are full of earnestness, gratitude, stubbornness, and hope.

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@智川Give it to you~hahaha, you want Ancuo and Changhuan to meet again, just wait.The next chapter is from Chang Huan’s perspective, hahaha.