fictional spring

The next day, when I went to see Master Patriarch, he sat on the mat early on purposely and waited for me to come, as he said yesterday.

"Actually, I prefer the evening, and Mutsuki knows the reason." It seems that I have been waiting for me for a long time, so I still feel bored after I come, and the godfather is bored playing with the fan in his hand: "If it is daytime, There is no way to go out for a walk...By the way, when it comes to this, when does Mutsuki prefer?"

The patriarch who suddenly asked me this question put his palm on his cheek, his face full of curiosity.

In fact, for me, it doesn't make much difference whether the time outside is day or night, because I don't have a special preference for it.

"If you have to choose, it should be at night."

Seemingly satisfied with the answer, the Godfather smiled brightly and asked, "So Mutsuki will go for a walk with me tonight?"

The weather has gotten cooler in recent days, and there is no special feeling in the daytime, but when the sun goes down, the chill will be magnified several times-but to ghosts, no matter how cold it is, it doesn't matter. .

Seeing that I didn't speak, Godfather continued on his own: "These days are just in the middle of the month, and there will be a beautiful full moon on a sunny night. Don't you want to go out and have a look at Mutsuki?"

I have absolutely no reason to refuse.What's more, it is difficult for people to say no to the way Master Jiaozu smiled.

So after the sun went down, while my mother was still praying in the hall, I came to the yard with the Godfather.

Because the teaching site of Wanshi Bliss Sect is located near the mountains, it has a very wide area. Many unknown trees and flowers are planted in the yard, and there are also evergreen trees that do not wither in winter.

The surrounding trees wrapped the yard, and the clouds in the sky were sparse. It was easy to see the bright and transparent full moon, and under the bright and clear moonlight, you could vaguely see the young face and beautiful pupils of the Patriarch.

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight, isn't it?" Master Patriarch laughed softly, "Actually, I used to come out to look at the moon, but I was just alone."

I turned my face to look at him, and the ancestor raised his face slightly, looking straight at the full moon in the sky, the bright moonlight fell into his eyes, and there was a kind of quietness and desolation that was different from the daytime.

"There are many congregants in the church." I said.

If he wanted to find someone to watch the moon with him, it was impossible not to find someone.

The Master Patriarch laughed, his eyes were crooked, and he responded, "Yes, there are many congregants~"

During the daytime Bliss Sect, even if everyone deliberately kept quiet, there would still be an unavoidable sense of excitement, just like the Patriarch during the day, it always made people feel lively and cheerful.

But at night, everything began to settle down, and even the smile on the face of the patriarch became much quieter.

Quiet... like real gentleness.

"I didn't lie to you, Mutsuki." We watched the full moon in the sky quietly for a while, and he suddenly turned his face to look at me and said, "I do have a way to make your health better."

In fact, I can guess what it is.

When Godfather took off his hat yesterday and showed me the blood-splattered marks on his head, I already guessed it.

"Because I want everyone to be happy, so I have been working hard for it." The godfather said: "Muzuki sometimes feels very painful, obviously you have parents who love you, and you are born rich. Should be living a carefree life, but because of my body..."

The voice of my chuckle interrupted Lord Godfather, he stopped and looked at me with some doubts.

I raised the corner of my mouth and looked at him: "I'm sorry... But, that's how you see me."

The puzzled look on the face of the Patriarch was even worse, as if he couldn't understand why I was laughing, and asked, "Am I not right?"

I tilted my head and told him the truth: "I never feel pain."

"Whether it's getting worse or any other time, I don't feel any pain." I raised my face and looked at the full moon in the sky: "Do you know fate? The landing of the sky, the ripples caused by the blowing of the breeze, this is inevitable and will definitely happen."

"This is fate."

Lord Godfather blinked his eyes and stared at my face, as if he wanted to see me carefully.

After a few seconds, he suddenly showed a relieved smile: "So that's the case."

I don't know what he understood from my words, but I have always felt this way-things that are bound to happen, whether good or bad, just need to accept it, obey the arrangement of fate, everything will be the most appropriate result.

"But you still want to live, don't you?" Master God Patriarch asked me again.

I didn't answer him directly, but said: "The doctor asked me the same question before. He asked me if I wanted to live, and at the same time tried his best to heal me. Although he used different methods, my mother's So are the ideas."

"Hey--I heard an unexpected and strange answer." The patriarch took out his fan from nowhere, and pressed the top of the closed fan to his forehead in distress: "Then how did you What did you tell him?"

"I said I probably wanted to."

"That means you don't think much about it?"

"No." I thought about my feelings at that time, probably thinking: "Since I think this kind of thing doesn't matter no matter what, then if everyone wants me to live, I can do it according to their wishes." gone."

"Hahaha," Master Jiaozu opened his fan and smiled with his chin half covered: "What a strange idea~ So am I being rejected? To be honest, I have met a girl of your age before. My child, but unlike you, she was almost dead when she met me, her body was burned like coke, her brother was holding her and running around the street, hoping someone could save her, it was too much Poor~"

As he spoke, the smile on Master Jiaozu's face was washed away by tears, and his voice was choked with crying, as if he felt sad even recalling the past: "But my thoughts are different from Heyue. Life is precious things, so I helped them, and shared their blood, and I gave it to both of them."

Knowing that Master Jiaozu had done such a thing, I said with emotion: "Really, you are so kind."

"That girl has grown up now, and she has become more beautiful than when she was a human, and she has become a very famous oiran in Yoshiwara Flower Street." The godfather wiped the tears from his face, looked at me and said, "Because turned into ghosts, so they all gained happiness."

I know what he's trying to tell me, but...

"Will you be happy if you become a ghost?"

The patriarch stopped talking, perhaps because he knew it very well, and he himself is the best example.

"This is indeed what you would say," the patriarch sighed, "but people always want to live, no matter what method they use, what will happen to them."

"No." I refuted him softly: "Life is not the most important thing. There are things that are more important and attractive than living."

The Godfather looked at me quietly, and just as he was about to speak, someone else entered the yard.

"Muzuki! Why are you still outside so late?" It was my mother who looked nervous, she ran over and held my hand, her voice was a few degrees higher: "Look, your hands are already so cold, Don't you feel anything?"

Saying that, my mother took off her coat and put it on my shoulders, hugged me into her arms, held my hands and tried to warm them up with her own body temperature.

I pressed her forehead, "I'm sorry, my lord, I will definitely pay attention to it in the future."

The Godfather, who was completely ignored, didn't make a sound. When my mother took me away, I looked back at him.

Standing under the moonlight, the Patriarch had an expression on his face that I had never seen before. Maybe he didn't even realize that at this time his face was vaguely lonely and absent-minded, but more On the contrary, it seems to be a kind of... a look that is close to yearning.

Unsurprisingly, I fell ill.

Although my mother hurriedly wanted to make ginger soup for me after taking me back to the room, she couldn't find any ginger in the church, and she could only ask for some hot water from the church to help me dispel the cold on my body.

"Muyue, what's going on with you today, if you want to enjoy the moon, wait a little longer until the weather is warmer..."

My mother was talking nonsense, completely unaware that she hadn't seen the Godfather who was standing beside me at that time.

It wasn't until the next morning, when the Godfather heard the news of my illness and rushed over to visit me, that my mother realized that we went out to watch the moon together last night.

"Is it actually with the Godfather?" Mother was obviously very surprised, no wonder, after all, she has been chanting with the believers all the time, so naturally she didn't notice that I would meet with the Godfather every day.

"I'm so sorry," said the Godfather with apology and compassion, "If I don't take Mutsuki out... But Madam, don't be afraid, because I will definitely not watch Mutsuki die in front of me."

My mother doesn't understand what this sentence means, but I understand it. According to the understanding of the patriarch, since it is my mother who wants me to live...

"No," just as I was about to say something, my body coughed uncontrollably. Along with the sound of coughing, was the sweet blood gushing from my throat.

Clothes and quilts were stained, breathing became more and more difficult, and the air in the room made people feel more and more dull.

"Muzuki!"

The moment my mother's scream sounded, I saw even more sadness and pity on the face of the Godfather. He comforted my mother while holding my hand.

"Poor thing," he said.

I thought of the girl he told me yesterday, at that time, he must have looked at her like this, said words of pity to her, and shed tears of sympathy—even if he didn’t actually have the so-called pity for her. Affection.

"Yeah," I looked into his eyes, watching the tears streaming down those beautiful, iridescent eyes, and said softly, "It's so pitiful."