Wrong Changhuan

Outside the Wuyou Valley, there is a winding loess path.

The noon sun was strong, releasing its anger mercilessly, but it still didn't penetrate the lush forests on both sides of the road.

Xie Tiandong followed the carriage all the way, but was finally stopped by Chen Yu's guards at the entrance to the valley.

On the stone tablet with a height of one person in the south of the road, there are three large red characters "Worriless Valley" written on it.The characters are in running script, which looks carefree and unrestrained. It matches the name, but it is also appropriate.

The four guards in black clothes rode tall horses, with their backs to Taniguchi, standing side by side, looking warily at the person coming.

"Master, what shall we do next?" Ah Liu was in trouble, and took two steps forward.

Xie Tiandong, who was also riding a horse, didn't speak for a moment, but just watched the carriage in front of him drift away, and then it seemed that the path was engulfed by trees, and even the carriage was gone.

"Young master, as long as you have a word, A Liu will risk his life and send the young master into the valley!" The aura on the brows of the speaker seemed unstoppable.

At this moment, Xie Tiandong only felt that there is still a way to go through whether there are thousands of troops and horses;Only the invisible and insurmountable gap has blocked everything since the beginning of time.

That chasm called ethics is full of ice blades called fearful words, killing people invisible, affecting both sides of the strait, regardless of who is the instigator, and once crossed, it will be another big drama in the mouths of the people.

But there are always people who will be scruples.

"Aliu, did I do something wrong?"

"Aliu doesn't understand what the young master means."

"I don't understand..." Xie Tiandong murmured and repeated, with a wry smile floating on his face, he said, "Yeah, I don't understand..."

Xie Tiandong looked up at the sun.

The sky is sunny, but the heart is not warm.

There was no explanation, no sigh, only quiet thinking, after a long time, Xie Tiandong said, "Let's go..."

Let's go.

This faint word, like the east wind is weak, but it still leaves all the flowers withered and hurts the ground.

In the south courtyard of Wuyou Valley, in the afternoon, after dinner.

Seeing Chang Huan looking out the door from time to time, Ye Rong said, "Don't want to sleep for a while?"

Chang Huan shook his head with a narrow smile, and said, "Sleepy, I ran outside to play after I was full... Aunt Rong, the weather is so nice, let's go to the yard to bask in the sun."

"Alright, when Madam comes back, I'll definitely see it first."

Ye Rong smiled and spread a thick quilt on the recliner in front of the room in the middle of the courtyard. After she settled Chang Huan, she took out a thin blanket from the room and covered her lap. Rested on the low stool.

"Aunt Rong, what kind of tree is that? It seems to still have a scent." Chang Huan looked curiously at the half-human tree with thick green leaves beside the kitchen in front of the south wall of the courtyard.

"If I remember correctly, my wife mentioned it before, it seems to be called a camphor tree."

"Camphor?" Chang Huan thought for a while, and said, "It's a useful tree."

"Useful? What's the use of this tree other than a little more flavor?"

"This smell can repel mosquitoes. This tree is full of treasures. The leaves, branches, and even the roots can be used as medicine. The camphor and camphor oil used in daily life are all extracted from this tree."

"Xiaonuan, don't you know this tree? How do you know so much?"

"I was forced to read a few medical books by my second uncle before, and I thought I almost forgot them all..." Chang Huan smiled helplessly, looked at the tree with concentration, and said, "Now that I think about it, my second uncle also wanted me to be a nurse." Useful people? Not like now..."

"What's the matter now?" Seeing Chang Huan bowed his head and remained silent, Ye Rong comforted, "Madam said, you will recover soon, within half a month, you will be able to go to the field."

"Even if everything is restored... I... have never been a useful person."

"You must have been so bored recently that you started to think about it. It will be fine after a few days."

"Actually, I also want to be a useful person." Chang Huan murmured, saddened.

"Speaking of which, who has a standard for being useful or not? It's just to find a reason for yourself. A person lives a lifetime, whether it is useful or useless, worth it or not, no matter how good others say, it is better to be happy than yourself. It’s really a peace of mind.”

Seeing Ye Rong's righteous and stern words, Chang Huan couldn't adapt for a moment, turned his head and said, "Aunt Rong, you..."

Ye Rong was stunned, raised her eyebrows and said, "What's wrong?"

"It seems to be a little different from before."

"Isn't it, madam isn't here..." Ye Rong blushed and said shyly, "Madam told me that I was afraid you would be bored, so I just said it casually, and you just listen to it, we have the right to dismiss it as nonsense. Kill time……"

Chang Huan tilted his head and squinted his eyes, and said, "Then... Aunt Rong, let me tell you your story..."

"I don't have any stories... After staying on the island for so many years, there is nothing worth telling..."

"Then you... have you ever liked someone?"

Ye Rong looked at Chang Huan, she was silent for a moment, but she still nodded.

Chang Huan was naturally curious about this story, but seemed to be touched by the faint sadness, and then changed the subject, saying, "Aunt Rong, tell me, what is love?"

"Love?" Ye Rong seemed a little caught off guard. She was stunned for a moment, then raised her head and closed her eyes, letting the sunlight sway on her face and body, and then took a deep breath. After opening her eyes, Fang said slowly, " The love I believe in is protection, tolerance, and companionship..."

Chang Huan did not interrupt Ye Rong, but quietly listened to her whisper.

"Protect the person she wants to protect, and protect the person she wants to protect."

"Tolerate her, tolerate everything about her, the good and the bad, the kind side, or the cruel half."

"To tolerate her is to tolerate everything she loves, no matter whether you like it or not, or if you are unwilling. This is probably what the world says, love the house and the crow."

"And accompany...unless death, never life...unless-"

Chang Huan looked up and asked, "Unless, what?"

"Unless she drives me away, saying that she doesn't need me anymore and doesn't want to see me anymore."

There was silence for a while, the two sides thought about it, and they were both dim and hurt.

The breeze carried the children chasing and laughing in the distance, into the remote and small south courtyard.

"Xiaonuan, my love is never possession... As long as the person I love is happy, that's enough..." Ye Rong looked at Chang Huan, stunned for a moment, and couldn't bear it for a moment, and said, "Since you left Kansai, you once There is no mention of An Cuo... There is no one now, do you want to talk about it?"

When Chang Huan Chad heard this unforgettable name, his eyes turned red instantly, he shook his head lightly, bitter in his heart, and said, "I am not as great as Aunt Rong, my heart is small, my love..." I Love is even more selfish.

"You are still young now, and the future will be long. If An Cuo really loves you, you two will meet again."

"can you?"

"Yes", Ye Rong said decisively, "As long as the fate is still alive, I will definitely."

"But, I was dreaming... Dreaming about Ah Cuo, she doesn't want me anymore..."

With just this one word, Ye Rong knew that she had broken through Chang Huan's defense.

"Dreams are always reversed, they don't count." Ye Rong said, took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and squatted beside Chang Huan, carefully wiping away the tears that kept falling down her pale face.

Chang Huan sobbed in a low voice, "My uncle... used to... also said that dreams are... reversed."

"Look, I didn't lie to you, did I?" Ye Rong smiled helplessly, and asked softly after the mood of the people around him calmed down a little, "Have you been worrying about this for the past few days?"

"Well... don't worry now." Chang Huan just forced a smile, and frowned again in an instant.

"What's the matter?" Ye Rong looked up and down, and said with concern, "What's wrong? Is it the wrist hurting again?"

Chang Huan winked, and reluctantly said half-jokingly, "Well, as soon as the head stops, the body feels pain. It seems that nightmares are not beneficial..."

Ye Rong joked curiously, "Then do you want to stay in the nightmare, or come back to reality?"

Chang Huan was stunned for a while, and murmured, "I haven't thought about this problem..."

Although the nightmare is bitter, at least there is Ah Cuo.

The reality is so painful, but at least there is hope.

"If Ah Cuo is here, it will be fine..." murmured, with longing and anticipation, it seemed to be the best medicine for pain relief in the world.

"That's not difficult, just wait..."

Chang Huan knew that Ye Rong was lying to him, but he still leaned forward with great effort, watching her every move curiously.

Not long after, Ye Rong brought a white porcelain bowl from the kitchen, and said with a smile, "Drink this bowl of medicine, and have a comfortable dream. In the dream, whoever you want to see, you will know exactly what you see."

Decoction, with its own sleeping effect.

Sweet dreams are just what someone needs.

In the middle of the afternoon, when Xie Baitang hurried back to the south courtyard, Chang Huan had already been carried back to the bedroom by Ye Rong, sleeping soundly.

Ye Rong tugged Xie Baitang's sleeve quietly, pointed out the door, and the two of them tiptoed to the door.

"Madam guessed right, she said it, and she also cried."

Xie Baitang looked at the bed through the gap in the door and window, and murmured, "That's good... Sure enough, heart disease needs heart medicine."

"I'm more curious, how did Madam know that Xiaonuan will definitely let go of her guard against me?"

"I understand her, and I understand you too." Xie Baitang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Rong'er, this time, thank you very much."

"It's a great honor." Ye Rong said in her mouth, the smile on her face was not fake, but she didn't have the slightest satisfaction in her heart as expected.

Seeing Xie Baitang push the door softly to enter the house again, Ye Rong stood where she was, neither moving nor turning her eyes away.

Ye Rong thought, Madam, maybe you know Xiao Nuan, but you don't know me.

You think I hide a lot of things in my heart just like her, but the biggest difference between Lin Xiaonuan and I is that she always has too many people and things in her heart, while I only have you in my heart.

Only you, Ah Tang.

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@西东@智川 My mind has drifted too far recently. . .Can I say, I just want to write about the protagonist now?Do not beat me. . .