Rebirth of Young Master Qingluo

end chapter five

The snow scenery near the Huxin Pavilion is very beautiful, but the scenery of clear water and blue sky in summer is also very beautiful.In the sun, delicate flowers welcome

Gently swaying in the spring breeze, bringing wisps of fragrance.

Behind the cover of branches and leaves, there is a big green lake with clear water and fish and shrimps running.There is a wooden corridor on the shore of the lake, leading directly to the center of the lake, followed by an exquisite small pavilion in the center of the lake.

The breeze came slowly, and the petals fluttered gently.From a distance, it looks like a fairyland.

Someone came slowly from a distance, his sleeves brushed against the outstretched branches and leaves, and then stepped on the long wooden ladder.The leading man looked calm and handsome. He slightly raised his eyes to look at the small pavilion in the lake, his eyes were calm, and his long blue clothes swayed in the wind.And behind him was a young man in light-colored blue clothes, holding this delicate bamboo flute tightly in his hand, his brows and eyes were full of greenness, but his face was incongruously calm.

When they arrived at the small pavilion in the middle of the lake, the two stopped.

The young man looked up at the lake world outside the pavilion, and the breeze gently brushed his cheeks, bringing a sense of trance.He lived in South China for many years, but he didn't know such a place existed.And Qingluo seems to be very familiar with this place.He turned his head to look at the man in Tsing Yi beside him, and saw him staring quietly into the distance with a calm expression, not knowing what he was thinking.If it weren't for the long hair that was tied up casually and swaying with the skirt of the clothes, people might mistakenly think that this is just a painting.And the person in the painting is as ethereal as the wind, and it seems that in the next second, he will go with the wind, and he will never be found again.

"Qingluo." He couldn't help breaking the seemingly peaceful silence, and looked up at the cold and mysterious man: "You used to come here often?"

Qingluo was still looking into the distance, her eyes were slightly closed, and her cold and clear voice sounded softly, seemingly devoid of emotion, yet complicated.

"Already, it was a long time ago."

"long time?"

Qingluo didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

The breeze gently blows past, bringing leisure and comfort in the afternoon.With the breeze, the lake surface ripples in circles, the surrounding leaves make slight sounds, and the fragrance of flowers is light.

The young man played with the bamboo flute fondly, stroking the delicate patterns around it with his fingertips.He let Qingluo sit on a stone chair, then put the flute to his mouth, and played his first piece of music for Qingluo.

Qingluo looked at the serious look of the young man, her eyes softened a little.

The sound of the flute comes with the cool wind, melodious and pleasant.The tune is not as gentle and light as Qingluo's, but rather casual and unrestrained.

Qingluo couldn't help but think of the first time he saw Si Yu, he was at the same age at that time, and he was also in this quiet small pavilion in the middle of the lake.And the flute he was holding at that time was officially the bamboo flute he made with his own hands.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help being slightly dazed.

It turns out that this person has him in his life.

When you put your mind into space, the scene in front of you seems to be blurred, and there is only the sound of the flute that lingers in your ears for a long time between the world and the earth.It wasn't until the boy's dissatisfied face magnified infinitely before his eyes that he came back to his senses.

"What is Qingluo thinking?" The young man asked in a deep voice, looking straight at him.

Qingluo looked back at him indifferently: "I was thinking, will you remember this song in the future?"

Hearing this, the young man laughed, and he proudly shook the bamboo flute in his hand: "I will never forget it."

Qingluo sat on the stone chair, her long hair was a little messed up by the wind.The boy narrowed his eyes slightly, with a smile in his eyes: "Qingluo, let me tie your hair."

Seeing his increasingly angular face, Qingluo nodded slightly.His hair has long been long, but because he finds it troublesome, he has always tied it with a simple hair tie.

The boy happily walked around behind him, took out a comb from nowhere, and untied his hair tie.

In the breeze, the hair fluttered gently.

The boy gently took a strand of hair with his hand, and combed it carefully with a comb.His movements were very slow, combing from the tip of the hair to the tip, one stroke after another, for an unknown amount of time.

After combing, he tied his hair up in a bun, but it was not raised high, but gently hung down on the back.

Qingluo looked ahead indifferently, with a calm expression.The surface of the lake is sparkling like a mirror, and the air is full of the fragrance of flowers and plants.

After the boy combed it, he smiled softly and said, "Your hair is casual."

The young man looked down at him, looking very happy: "It's so pretty."

Qingluo looked at the calm lake, but didn't speak.

Later, when he was combing his hair, he realized that there was a jade stone on the hairband that the young man gave him.The jade body is warm and moist, revealing a touch of blue.With just one glance, he recognized that it was the piece of jade he had pawned.

The young man smiled brightly at this, "There are actually two jade pendants that are so similar in this world."

"It's a pity to keep such a fine jade in the pawnshop."

Qingluo looked at him, noncommittal.

In the evening, the boy didn't go to the guest room where Qing Luo was staying, so Da Low must know that this is not proper manners.It can be considered that the Si family has a heart, the guest room chosen for Qingluo is in a quiet courtyard, and there is no one else except the night watchman at night, and it is extremely quiet.

The wind picked up outside the house, the branches swayed, and the sound of friction between the leaves broke the tranquility of the night.

Qingluo got up, put on her clothes, opened the door and stepped out.

In front of his door, there is a peach tree.Peach blossoms bloom in February if they don’t bloom in January, bloom in March if they don’t bloom in February, and bloom in April if they don’t bloom in March.And this peach tree is the flower that blooms in April.

Under the bright moonlight, he stood under the peach tree, not knowing what to think.

The petals sway with the wind, occasionally shaking down the blossoming plum petals.

Qingluo closed her eyes slightly. In her memory, there seemed to be a big tree in front of the door of the man in dark blue, which bloomed every year.However, that is not a peach blossom, the peach blossom period is too short.Although the fruit grows after the flower fades, it loses its meaning.The tree in front of the man's door always blooms against the cold wind and new snow, with a thrilling beauty between the ice and snow, fiery trees and silver flowers.

The man once watched him standing under the tree with deep eyes.He said it looked good, and he never parked under the tree again.

It's just that every time I see that tree, no matter whether it is spring, summer, autumn or winter, I always stop and stare at it for a long time.

Looking back on everything now, it is helpless.

He reached out and untied the headband that bound his hair, then lowered his eyes to look at the jade on the headband.Without the restraint of the headband, the hair fluttered wantonly.

It's late at night, even in spring, it will make people feel a little chilly.

Qingluo held the hair tie, turned and went back to the room.

The moment the door was closed, he looked up at the beautiful flower tree, and then closed the door.

Outside the door, under the moonlight, the flowers on the peach tree shook off pieces of pink petals, and the petals fluttered and fell to the place where the man in Tsing Yi had stood.

A long time ago, someone once said.

you don't move...

..........

It looks so good.

..........

Now, in the same position, there is no such person anymore.

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In the early morning of the next day, Qingluo was teaching the young man to read and practice calligraphy in the study, and the time passed quickly.For some unknown reason, the boy suddenly became very interested in painting, and pestered Qingluo to teach him how to paint.

The young man is talented and smart, and he learns things quickly, and he can make good calligraphy and paintings in a short time.The old lady and Mrs. Si often went to the study to see the two of them. They were very satisfied with the young man's state, and fell in love with Qingluo more and more for a while.

Sensing that someone was looking at her, Qingluo frowned slightly and looked up, just in time to meet the eyes of her boss, the Young Madam, both of them were stunned for a moment, then Qingluo nodded politely as a greeting.Mrs. Si was rather embarrassed, and left after returning the gift.

Speaking of Mrs. Si, Qing Luo didn't know much about it.However, after the death of Si Yu's father, Si Qing, the entire Si family property was taken care of by her and Mrs. Si, which can be regarded as shrewd and capable.It's a pity that Si Yu suffered from chronic diseases since childhood, and Si Yu passed away before reaching the crown.

"Qingluo?" The boy stretched out his hand and waved in front of Qingluo: "What's wrong?"

Qingluo shook her head lightly: "Nothing."

"Are you tired?" The boy looked at him worriedly: "Why don't we go out for a stroll together tomorrow."

"Okay." Qingluo looked down at the book in her hand, flipping the pages.The boy smiled happily and stretched his waist greatly.

However, in the end, the two still failed to get out.

At night, Shaofu suddenly coughed up phlegm and blood, and passed out on the ground.So there was no peace all night, and all the servant girls were guarding the door.Qingluo guarded the door, while Si Yu was inside.

The people who hurried in and out looked nervous, and the people standing outside looked blank.

Qingluo didn't see the boy's figure, they were separated by a wall and many people.The peach tree in front of his door lost a lot of flowers tonight, and the petals all over the ground looked very beautiful.

In the middle of the night, the doctor, who had been exhausted for most of the night, finally retreated with his tired body.

"It's okay for the time being, everyone go to rest."

Hearing this, everyone dispersed in silence.

Qingluo didn't leave, but stood outside the door for a long time.

The door has been closed tightly, isolating the inside and outside.

The moon is bright and clear, and there are many stars.

Qingluo was wearing a blue gown, standing for a long time under the moonlight.

'click......'

The door opened.

Qingluo looked up.

The young man was standing inside the door. When he saw him outside the door, his expression relaxed slightly, he opened his mouth and said nothing.

The two looked at each other through the door, speechless for a while.

The boy looked tired and his mental state didn't look good.

Qingluo said softly: "It's okay."

"Ah."

Mrs. Si's weak voice came from inside the room: "Yu'er, who are you talking to? But Young Master Qingluo?"

The boy turned around and replied, "Yes."

"My lord, please come in and talk."

Qingluo and the boy looked at each other: "I'm sorry."

Stepping into the room, there was a strong smell of medicine immediately, Mrs. Si was lying on the bed, her face was pale, but she was in good spirits.

Seeing Qingluo coming in, he smiled: "My body has been like this all year round, I made you laugh."

Qingluo looked at her. When Mrs. Si passed away, Si Yu hadn't reached the crown yet.Now that I think about it, I'm afraid it won't be long.

"Will be fine."

Mrs. Si looked at him in a daze, and did not continue talking, but looked at the young man: "Yu'er is young and ignorant, but since the young master came, he has become more obedient. I am really happy to see that he likes the young master so much."

These words seemed a bit strange, Qing Luo couldn't think of the strangeness for a moment, so she smiled back.

Mrs. Si coughed a few times, looked at Qingluo and thought of something, her eyes were slightly empty.

The strong smell of medicine in the room filled the nostrils, and the taste was bitter.

"If possible, I have a heartless request."

"Please speak, ma'am."

"Please stay with Yu'er." As she spoke, she coughed again, and the young man hurried forward to take care of her.But even so, she still looked at Qingluo pleadingly.The boy looked at his mother in shock, then turned to look at Qingluo.

Qingluo didn't reply for a while, although there was no abnormality in his body recently, but for a while he couldn't judge what would happen in the future.

Why make a promise if you can't keep it.

Besides, he really didn't understand that for the Si family, he could only be regarded as a benevolent person at best, why did Mrs. Si entrust Si Yu to him.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Mrs. Si turned pale and her eyes lost energy.For a while, he coughed non-stop, with a pained look on his face.It was a face similar to Si Yu's, but now, the pain made it pale.Qingluo couldn't bear it a little, so she turned her eyes away and stopped looking.

The young man and the servant girl hurriedly brought medicine for Mrs. Si, and the room was in a mess.But even so, she still kept looking at Qingluo.The boy supported her, wishing only to suffer for her.But he couldn't do it, so he could only watch helplessly.He couldn't help looking at Qingluo, but that person didn't show any expression, even his expression didn't seem to change.

For a moment, the bottom of my heart ached, and the taste was bitter.

The young man's eyes gradually turned deep and fell on Qingluo's eyes, and his heart felt twitchingly uncomfortable.It was cool outside the house, bringing the sound of the wind blowing through the treetops. He met Mrs. Si's eyes again and promised: "As long as Qingluo is in this world for a day, she will stay by Si Yu's side for a day."

The young man tightened his mother's hand, and his heart beat violently.

If there is a day, he will accompany him for a day.Such a promise is for a lifetime.

After Mrs. Si drank the medicine, her cough gradually stopped.

"Thank you sir."

Qingluo smiled back.

The wind outside the house stopped, and the petals of the peach tree in the courtyard fell to the ground.

The next day, Mrs. Si's illness suddenly recovered for the most part, her face became rosy, and she was able to get out of bed and walk within a few days.The Sifu also held a banquet, which was a celebration.

Qingluo's room was changed to that of Si Yu's, because someone said that the peach tree fell badly that night, and they were afraid that it was unlucky, so they invited people to come over early and started digging the tree.Qingluo stood under the tree for a long time before leaving the small courtyard, and heard from the gardeners that a plum tree would be transplanted soon.

The boy stayed by Mrs. Si's side for several days, but Qingluo never saw him.Perhaps the hesitation shown that day was too straightforward, every time he saw Qingluo, the young man could hardly hide his embarrassment.

In a blink of an eye, it was the low month of April.

The boy came out of his mother's room and went back to his small courtyard, Qingluo's room was next to him.He stood in front of his door for a long time, then opened the door and entered his room.

He changed his clothes and sat down at the desk.

In the meantime, there was a painting on his table, with a little bit of plum color in one corner, and the rest was blank.The boy sat down and thought for a long time with a pen in his hand.He recalled the scene when he first met Qingluo, and couldn't help being slightly lost in thought.The man came here on snow, cold and indifferent, as proud of the world as the fairy mentioned in the scroll.He took off the jade pendant he was wearing, looked at the word 'Yu' on it, and thought that the man had the same jade as him, so he couldn't help smiling.

The fingertip holding the pen moved slightly, he lowered his head to dip in the ink, and then the pen tip lightly landed next to the dots of plum color on the paper.

"The green shirt looks like a plum in white clothes...... Luo Yinghuan Peiyue......Chinese......"

The blue shirt looks like a plum in white clothes...  

Luo Ying Huan Pei Yue Chinese......

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The next day, the boy took the initiative to find Qingluo.Qingluo looked at his handsome face, and said lightly: "Why, have you played enough of your temper?"

The young man lowered his head and quietly glanced at Qingluo: "Are you angry?"

Qingluo shook her head lightly.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, he smiled and said, "Qingluo, let's go out and play for a few days."

During the past few days when Mrs. Si was ill, he accompanied her all day, worrying and having trouble sleeping.Now that everything is fine, he just wants to relax for a few days.Seeing his tired eyes, Qingluo closed her eyes slightly.

"it is good."

The second time the boy woke up early, prepared some pastries, and took Qingluo on a trip in a carriage.

It has been three months since the last time I rode in a carriage. When I opened the curtain, I saw a boundless green.

Even Qingluo unconsciously became excited about the long-lost outing.

After getting off the carriage, the young man walked towards the center of the grass with Qingluo.This place has a wide view and fresh air, which makes people love it.The young man took a deep breath, and then said to Qingluo with frowning eyes, "I came here when I was in a bad mood when I was young. There are few people here and it's quiet."

Qingluo followed him, looking around.The young man took him to the pavilion at the edge of the grassland, then set out pastries, sat down happily and looked at Qingluo: "Qingluo, tell me about your past."

Qingluo picked up a piece of pastry and tasted it carefully, ignoring the young man.The boy pursed his lips boredly, and kept begging while lying on the table.Qingluo just ate cakes and ignored him, he just kept lying on his stomach, and soon fell asleep on his stomach.Qingluo put down the pastry in her hand and quietly looked at his sleeping face. He was not comforted in his sleep, and his brows were tightly frowned.Qingluo brushed the hair sticking to his face for him, then got up and carried him to the room.

The boy in his arms was much younger and taller.

After putting him on the bed, Qingluo sat by the window, looking at the grass below with a calm expression.The wind blew across the grass, blowing the curtains and hair.The warm afternoon sun shone down on the earth, and the dazzling eyes hurt.

When the young man woke up, Qingluo was still sitting by the window, when he heard the sound, he looked back at the young man on the bed: "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." The boy yawned lazily, then got up from the bed: "Have you been here all this time?"

"Ah."

The young man couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth, thought for a while, and then sighed: "Qingluo should also take a rest, otherwise he will be sleepy later."

The servant girl quickly brought the food, and after the two ate happily, the boy took Qingluo out of the small building.The young man trotted all the way in a good mood, leading An Luo around, leisurely.Soon the two arrived at a wider place, and the sun shone warmly on them.

Qingluo looked into the distance, and vaguely felt that this place seemed familiar, as if she had been here before.

The boy turned around and smiled at him, his eyes bright.

Qingluo was puzzled: "What are you happy about?"

The young man smiled even more happily. He raised his arms to feel the wind blowing over his body: "You said you would be with me forever."

Qingluo looked at him and smiled softly.

The boy happily opened his arms and ran into the distance, and his clear voice spread to all directions.

"Qingluo and I will be together forever!!"

Qing Luo followed behind him, and Si Yu in his impression was deep and mysterious, seemingly gentle but actually more indifferent than anyone else.And the young man in front of him was wanton and arrogant, he couldn't guess what he had experienced that caused his personality to change so much.

The boy looked back at him and shouted: "Qingluo, follow up!"

The distance between them was unknowingly too far apart.

Hearing this, Qingluo trotted over, but the moment his toes touched the ground, he suddenly froze on the spot as if the blood was flowing backwards from his whole body.

The wanton young man, the boundless grassland, the warm and dazzling sunshine...

He opened his mouth, trying to call the man's name, but found that he couldn't make any sound.

The young man in sight turned his back to him, raised his arms in the wind, and raised his head to the sky.

All of this had appeared in his Mai Yin scene!

The dusty memory was forcibly opened, and the pictures of the past rushed into the brain.

The vast green world, the young man who rides the wind and raises his arms, paranoidly moving forward.

"In Mai Yin, the young man shouted: "Qingluo, we will always go together! ! ""

"Then, he slowly turned around with a dazzling smile and looked behind him..."

Qingluo saw the young man not far away folded his arms and turned to look at him.He was terrified in his heart, and shouted with all his strength, but he couldn't make a sound.

Afterwards, he saw the young man froze in his direction, then rushed over in a panic...

"Qingluo!!! Qingluo!!!"

The moment the boy ran over, the things in front of him gradually became blurred until they disappeared completely.And his consciousness also dissipated in the endless world...

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No one will ever know.

On this sunny noon, someone turned into a little bit of fluorescent light, and disappeared between the sky and the earth amidst the terrified screams of the young man.

And no one will ever know that when the frantic running boy rushed towards the man in Tsing Yi, he only hugged the fading little bits of fluorescent light.

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A few days later, news came from the Sifu.

Mrs. Si passed away quietly in her sleep.

That night, it rained heavily.And this rain lasted for three full days before it gradually stopped.