The Three-Life Stone

Noon of the second day in Jiangzhou.

Xia Jin woke up slowly. She was already tired after yesterday's conversation. After two hours' journey, she was even more tired, especially since her body had just adapted to the new environment.

Xia Jin didn't want to face separation, nor did she want to explain what she was going to do next, so she chose to leave without saying goodbye. People with different paths cannot work together.

Xia Jin once approached Xia Sheng to ask for Chen An to join his future life, but Xia Sheng just waved his hand:

"The old man never cares about these false names, and why bother about the affairs before and after death? The old man can't accompany you for a long time, so I hope you can grow up safely. If one day you meet a good family, you can take the family's surname and change your name, and your life will be better. If you die, I hope Xia Jin can be born like a bright summer flower, never withering and unfading, and as charming as fire.

A girl's life is always harder. You are a good material, you will definitely not waste your life, it's a pity that the old man can't see you anymore, and I haven't found your biological parents yet. I don't know if you blame me, I hope you can take care of the girl for the old man in the future. "

The old man never cared about these things and always considered others. Xia Jin knew that she would not find any so-called upper house, so after the old man died, her household registration was directly changed to this location and she still used this name.

A pine tree may decay after a thousand years, but a hibiscus flower may flourish for only a day.

Her name is so nice, why change it?

Xia Jin came to Jiangzhou just to find someone. She wanted to take root and sprout here, waiting for the unexpected meeting next year.

Xia Jin came to a teahouse with a letter from the owner and recommended herself. The teahouse was not big and had been lacking a singing girl who could play music. She just happened to use this identity to participate in the event, wearing a veil and sitting there for a stick of incense or half an hour at a certain time. She could also hear some gossip. In these days, information was slow to spread, so she had to take the opportunity to keep up with the pace.

The boss here won't come here either. She did this using Chen An's identity. Being a man can save a lot of trouble. Chen An might not know that he has such a shop. Thinking about it, she is a little uncomfortable to suddenly change back to being a girl. Her steps are small, she can't walk with the wind, and she can't talk and laugh casually.

When Xia Jin needed money, she could just take the token to the bank to withdraw the money and hide it from the public. No one would know that her current employer was actually a girl.

In the teahouse, she would wear a bun, a single bun, or other hairstyles, and wear a veil or a bamboo hat. In the yard, he would tie up her hair like a woman.

There was only one maid in Xia Jin's yard, who was bought from a human trafficker and did ordinary chores. Occasionally, she would give out porridge to refugees at the street corner. This was her simple life in Jiangzhou.

One day, Xia Jin saw a plain hairpin in a vendor's stall. Suddenly, a corner of her memory was opened. In a trance, she seemed to see a young girl chasing a figure. The figure stopped at the stall for a moment and touched the hairpin. It was obvious that the person just stopped to confirm that he sensed someone was following him. But the girl did not suspect anything. After the figure left, she spent two taels of silver to buy the plain hairpin as a souvenir.

She sighed slightly. Things in this life are different, but the feelings are the same. This is probably the only thing that can help her find the meaning of coming back.

Xia Jin spent thirty cents to buy the hairpin and pinned it on her head, as if that figure had already touched the hairpin, and she smiled shyly and bitterly.

A scene kept repeating in Xia Jin's mind. During a performance, in order to act like a fairy, she took the initiative to discuss with Ergou to tie ropes around her waist and back, and she also brought flowers in her sleeves. She imagined herself dancing like the fairy in the picture book. She thought it was a successful counterattack and her reputation in the troupe rose. However, there was an accident with the props, and he passed by and saved her. She also took the opportunity to turn the failure into a fairy being rescued and from then on she was greedy for the beauty of the world, and mixed her yearning for love into her solo dance.

That rescue not only saved her life, but also saved her performance and her youthful vigor. From then on, that figure was hidden in her heart.

Later, the old man left and she was adopted. Chen An saw that he was treated well, so he joined an organization and had no contact with her anymore.

Xia Jin entered the Marquis' Mansion, but that man still lived in her heart, except for that quick glance, which she would never forget.

In my previous life, I came to the Marquis' Mansion earlier, and it was almost next year in this life. I can't remember exactly when Jiangzhou welcomed a prince, and it was only later in my previous life that I found out that he was a prince.

Before that, she thought the other party must be a young master from a certain family, and she studied the rules carefully every day just to be able to match him. If she found out who that person was, she would ask for a marriage. Before that, she could only seek help from Yue Lao. Later, she learned that he was a prince, and she was now a daughter of a marquis. Even if she was adopted, she should be qualified to match him. This was the opportunity given by Yue Lao.

Xia Jin only remembered that in her previous life she knew that she had started late, so she studied etiquette more diligently. She followed the nanny to learn etiquette during the day, and read the female rules and regulations under the lamp at night, hoping that if they could stand together one day, she would not let Bei Mingmo lose face.

What happened next? Her memory was fragmented and foggy, and only her intuition made her want to do something.

After returning to the house, she opened the door of the basement and wrote a few pages. There were also some grains and medicinal herbs piled up in the basement.

She had a dream when she fell asleep at night. Xia Jin almost forgot how many years it had been since she had had that dream. Since her rebirth, she followed the old man, Chen An and a group of beggars. She seemed to have not thought about these things and every day was very fulfilling.

In the midsummer of that year, during the break after the actors finished singing on the village stage, she and her brothers and sisters agreed to help her act out the scene of a fairy descending to earth, and then dance. It was absolutely shocking. At that time, Ergou was still Ergou, looking at herself with pride. Xia Jin was also very confident that she could do it well and make everyone think that she was a fairy who had strayed from heaven to earth.

As she was panicking, a young man flew over, hugged her waist and slowly descended. At that time, she didn't know what love was. She felt both an ignorant heartbeat and the joy of saving face. She pretended to be calm and continued to perform, wondering if he was watching her in the audience, her eyes always searching for her in the audience.

It was not until the performance was over that we were sure that the person had disappeared.

This time in the dream she was no longer just concerned with completing her own performance. She grabbed the boy's sleeve to delay his departure. She wanted to hug the boy, and in an instant she turned into flying petals and passed through the boy's body.

Xia Jin sat up suddenly, gasping for breath and poured herself a glass of water.

The dream was so real, the feeling of losing and not getting, and then losing again.

After lighting a stick of calming incense, Xia Jin laughed at herself. When did she need this thing? How could a person who couldn't even wake up during a thunder actually suffer from insomnia?

The next day, Xia Jin got up early. There was a faint blue color under her eyes, indicating that she was worried about the dream.

While having breakfast, Xia Jin and Tao Hong said, "We have nothing to do today, let's go to the temple to add some incense money."

"Madam, has something happened? There are blue spots under your eyes." Tao Hong asked worriedly.

There are only Xia Jin and Tao Hong in this small courtyard with two entrances. They get along with each other without any rules. They are like friends. Tao Hong knows that she will do more work because of her status. Even if Xia Jin doesn't care, Tao Hong respects Xia Jin as Madam and calls herself a servant, all because of the awe in her heart.

The temple was not far away, so Xia Jin walked there, feeling that this would be more sincere.

Bei Ming Mo, I have never believed in ghosts or gods. Even though what happened to me was so bizarre that it overturned my three views, I never believed in them, never blasphemed them, and just let nature take its course. But you, I hope you will be safe.

In this life, I no longer desire to have any connection with you as I did in my previous life. I just hope to silently protect you through that year, and leave the rest to fate.

Xia Jin walked very slowly, praying in her heart all the way. When she arrived at the temple, she knelt on the futon for half an hour, and after praying, she drew a fortune stick.

"A tie?"

Xia Jin frowned as she looked at the sign in her hand.

Tao Hong perked up as she watched Xia Jin take action.

"Madam, you are so sincere, I think the Buddha must know. I don't know what this lot is for, but seeing that it is in the middle, I think what you are asking for is neither good nor bad. Madam, don't think too much about it."

"Yeah." Xia Jin responded calmly. Having neither great joy nor great sorrow should be a good thing. It doesn't necessarily have to be a good fortune.

Bei Ming Mo, long time no see...

May I live like a summer flower and die like an autumn leaf.