spiral

When the young man opened his eyes again, what caught his eyes was a familiar smiling face—smiling eyes, coupled with a round, rosy face, extremely festive.

The young man froze for a moment, half sat up with his hands propped up, and called out 'red line' in a low voice.

"Hey!" The round-faced master responded, took a step forward and hung up the gauze curtains on both sides of the bed, then stood still in front of the young man, and asked, "Young Master, are you going to wake up?"

The young man hesitated for a moment, nodded, and then lifted the quilt out of bed—and then, like a marionette, was washed and changed by a person named Red Thread.

"Okay, master." After bending down to smooth out the last wrinkle of the young man's clothes, Hong Xian stood up and said.

"Yes." The young man nodded.

"I don't know if the young master is planning to go to the hall for breakfast today, or—"

"Don't go to the hall," the young man shook his head, and said immediately, "Go to the study and call Shang Zhubai, and go to the cashier with him to get ten taels of silver, and we'll go out to eat."

Hongxian bent slightly, stood up and said, "Okay, young master. Redxian will come back as soon as he goes—"

"No need," the young man interrupted him, "you take the money and go directly to the gate to wait for me."

"Yes, sir."

After the red line went outside the house and closed the door to walk away, the young man suddenly lowered his eyes, stared at the back of his right hand, and then quickly made several successive handshake movements.

After a while, he stopped and carefully spread the palm of his right hand——

It was empty there.

"Sure enough, can't you force it?" The young man closed his hands a little lonely and said to himself.

suddenly--

"What can't be forced?"

Hearing the sudden sound close to his ear, the young man took a step back in shock, but because he didn't control his stride properly, he almost tripped over the chair behind him.

The person who came hurriedly called out, "Oh, Ma'am, hurry up and be careful." While speaking, he quickly pulled the young man over. After he stood still, he took the initiative to take a step back and joked: "It's been more than three months since you and I got married. Why does Madam still intervene like this, it makes my husband feel heartbroken."

The young man looked at him silently, but didn't answer.

"Cough," the visitor coughed lightly when he saw this, and decisively changed the subject, "I encountered a red line on the way here, and he said that you are not going to the lobby today, but are going out?"

"En." The young man nodded.

The visitor pondered for a moment, then raised his head after a while to ingratiate himself and asked: "It happens that I don't really want to eat at home today, why don't I go out with my wife?"

The young man pushed a strand of black hair that was messed up because he almost fell down just now, behind his ear, lightly said "Follow you", and walked out of the room first.

"Morning son."

"Good morning, son."

Just after stepping out of the door, the young man heard two greetings, one steady and the other crisp, he raised his eyes and looked——

It was the personal attendant of the person behind him, the one with the steady voice was Su Ying, and the one with the crisp voice was Qing He.

He nodded lightly at the two of them, then left and walked towards the door, leaving behind the voice behind:

"Master, but you want to go out?" Suying Qinghe's voice.

"Well, today I'm with my wife, you two can go out with me, don't stay behind."

"Yes! Master!" There were two voices in unison again.

After walking a little farther and no sound could be heard, the young man breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down his pace.

"It's no longer possible to face them with a normal heart," the young man shook his head with a wry smile, trying to suppress the guilt that had arisen because of his deliberate indifference.

——It seems that the progress of finding that thing has to be accelerated.Since the string of red string pearl hair accessories couldn't be brought in last night, then that thing is the only breakthrough.

The way of the world is the highest balance. Once the life is out of balance, the spirit will also be divided, and finally fall apart.

Of course, I think it’s the Buddha’s saying of ‘one flower, one world’, but I just happened to live in two worlds at the same time——

However, he couldn't do two things at once.

Yixin, it was when he was 12 years old that he obtained a legal name for himself.

The master thought that he was taken from the idea of ​​"controlling one's heart and doing everything", but he didn't know that it was just because he knew his own personality, he didn't have a clever and exquisite heart, and he only knew about one thing when he was doing everything. Just go in one direction.

Therefore, taking "one heart" is not only a vigilance, but also a kind of tolerance.

Vigilance - always remind yourself to work harder to get rid of the inertia of this character.

Tolerance—tolerance of myself when I am lost and desperate because of this character.

Dharma is boundless.Everything is under its arrangement.

Although he believes that there is a reason for everything he has experienced now, he also knows that letting nature take its course, not forcing it, and responding to all changes with the same is the best way to deal with it.

However, maybe it was because of his insufficient cultivation, or because of his personality, he still panicked after all:

In the last dream, he lived in this world for three months, but only one night after returning to reality.

So who knows whether this ratio will become larger and larger in the future, or will it gradually become smaller and close to nothing?If it is true that the dream is getting longer and longer, can reality still be called reality?

After all, he still can't learn to let go of control, and he doesn't want to be manipulated by unknown puzzles like this.

He wanted to fight for it himself, to see if he could find a way to get out in advance, instead of passively waiting to wake up.

He wanted to quickly let everything—whether it be the husband or the attendant, let the dust settle down quickly and let him be clean.

he thinks--

Ah, so many 'he wants'.

It turns out that he has already fallen into the trap of "falling into the shadows at will" without knowing it?

The young man who had regained his senses stood at the gate, looking at the blue and boundless sky outside the gate, and only one thought came to his mind:

How long will it take him to get out of this trap?