Qu Yin's Floating Jade Is Still Fragrant

更新时间2013-5-2521:58:13字数：4571

People always have hidden memories, some are like small flowers quietly blooming on the barren ridge, some are like stones that once sank in calm water, some are like tangled vine branches growing endlessly, some can only be seen when drinking Only after a glass of wine will it turn into tears of lovesickness.

In front of equally wise and intelligent people, Hongyu usually thinks carefully before speaking, but sometimes, if there is a simple and straightforward person by her side, it is easier to speak to the point, which invisibly arouses her sudden sentimentality.

That person was Fang Lansheng, whom Qinchuan met after Baili Tusu. He was an ordinary young man with a wealthy family, his parents and sisters were still alive, and he had no worries about food and clothing.He is not as mysterious as others, or has great ability, or is well-informed. He is not even tall, and he may not be mature. Sometimes he has the impatience, rebellion, and confusion of a growing boy.But Ruby liked him.

Because he is simple, he believes every word that every friend around him says to him; because he is happy, he has not experienced any major setbacks, and although he has a powerful sister, he really cares for him.

Simplicity and happiness, in Hongyu's view, are very precious things.

So Hongyu called him "monkey monkey", and liked to tease him and often teased him, but when necessary, she also cared about Lan Sheng very much—until Lan Sheng encountered the two biggest changes in her life, Ouyang Shaogong, whom he regarded as his elder brother, killed his sister and deceived everyone... and the past life entanglement with He Wenjun and Ye Chenxiang.Let a teenager grow up overnight.

People who grow up overnight often pay a huge price.

In retrospect, Lan Sheng was the happiest in the end, just like he was at the beginning.He seemed to be blessed in the dark, and next spring he and Sun Yueyan got married. Seeing the couple hugging and teasing their little daughter, so happy and loving, Hongyu's shadow hidden behind the window smiled slightly.

This child can always accurately touch Hongyu's mind, of course he didn't mean it.

Hongyu remembers that once he was distressed about Xiangling's love for Baili Tusu. Hongyu said that people should not be forced to give up, but he didn't appreciate it.Hongyu sighed "Idiot", and he immediately shot back: "You have never liked anyone, why do you say that about me?"

It was just this simple sentence, like a thundercloud and lightning, stirred up too many memories in Hongyu's heart, calmed down for a moment and said slowly: "How could I not know... Luohua intends to flow ruthlessly, this feeling, how could I not know it?" …”

Her voice was so soft that it gradually disappeared into the wind.

How does Lan Sheng in front of him know that the loneliness of the millennium before... If a person lives according to nature, he just fell in love with someone, someone who shouldn't be liked, and let this endless loneliness spread without limit, with no end in sight .

If you think about it carefully, it has really been a long time.

It has been a year since I stayed in Tianyong City.This year, Hongyu did not leave Tianyong to go out to travel. On the contrary, she felt that she was always "waiting", and the waiting time was very long... always in a state where she didn't know whether it was a dream or reality.

If he came back, although he would not do anything special, as long as he saw him in the Jiange, or watched him teach his disciples how to practice swords on the sword platform from a distance, he would feel that that day was particularly joyful and precious.

I don't know when this happened, maybe it was the sound of the piano that night, maybe it was the extraordinary sword skills I saw that day... I have lived for so long, but it took me a lot of time to understand that I was moved... The first time we met Sometimes, it feels like there is everything but nothing in his eyes, and it turns out that it is true. He may have the world in his heart, but he has never shown more affection for any individual... He can talk to anyone, the way and the tone are the same... Red Yu gradually failed to face up to this.

It's like knowing him, but not knowing him.

He is a divine and mystical being.

She just hopes that she can be a little more special and different from others.

It's absurd to say, it's just a pair of swords...but he started to worry about it.

They have been together for as long as Gu Jun, and they all say they can't fully understand Zi Yin, but Hongyu envies Gu Jun, at least being able to be with him for a long time, unlike her who can only often sleep alone in the sword, and does not know when it will end.

It was only later that Hongyu found out why Ziyin never wore a scabbard, because Gu Jun was summoned, and at other times it turned into invisible sword energy, surrounding Ziyin.Hongyu can't do this yet. From this point of view, Gu Jun is stronger than her, and it is understandable for Zi Yin to only use the Gu Jun sword.

Those days in Anlu were not wasted. Compared with mortal women, Hongyu possessed a lot of wisdom and insight. After a long time, the ability to know the face, know the heart, observe the words and the colors is also very strong.But in the few conversations, she gradually found that Zi Yin's wisdom and knowledge are no less than hers, and he told her many things, and he is also good at judging people...

Both have lived for a long time, both have the same mysterious past, and both have looked down on many things in the same way, one is the sword, and the other is the love of the sword.

Why is there always a feeling of stopping and being unable to get closer.

Sword fairy, sword spirit, subtle and estranged fate.

He disappeared many times on weekdays, or traveled around the world to look at the mountains and rivers, or was asked to slay demons, or... Hongyu didn't know where it was, Gu Jun only talked about it, it was called "Sword Tomb" .

Suddenly, I felt a little cold. I have never heard that there is a burial place for swords. As a sword spirit, Hongyu is a little afraid of that place, thinking that there must be many of her "kinds" buried there, although not necessarily all of them. Sword Spirit, but... what is he doing there....

When they met, they were still polite and polite, with some shallow conversations and nothing else.

It was really different from the life I expected at the beginning.

Maybe he had a reason for his tactful refusal at first.

He is free to come and go as he pleases, has his own world, his own life, maybe... from the very beginning, Hongyu was wrong, she originally thought that his world could accommodate her.

In his words and deeds, he always naturally keeps a certain distance, and he treats everyone like this... No one dares to say that he really understands him, is the friendship between gentlemen like water... She feels that he seems to be standing on a very high place , looking up high, but close at hand.

Gradually, Hongyu always looked at his back in a daze, imagining what kind of past he had, and why there was no trace of dust in his heart.In front of him, she felt so humble... Wherever her eyes were, she couldn't bear to take them back...

It is useless to live for a long time, and I am also at a loss in the face of such unknown and inexplicable emotions.

When he was away, no one restricted her freedom, but she didn't know why she was stubbornly unwilling to leave.

If he is forgetful, there will always be all kinds of people thanking him for his help, ranging from the officials in the capital to the people in the county, and the cold and heartless people. .

If he is affectionate, there has never been anything in his eyes... as deep as still water, but it can make her fluctuate... One time when she spoke, she had carefully read it, and the eyes in his eyes really There is no reflection of her.

Maybe her eyes have already been occupied by his figure.

Hongyu stood quietly on the cliff where he played the piano, with unprecedented nostalgia, doubts and uneasiness in his heart.

I still love it after all...

It stretches through the ages, but seeing the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court, the clouds rolling and the clouds relaxing...everything seems to be just to wait for him, to see him.

Fate is such a wonderful thing, but also such a sad thing.

I couldn't help but began to feel that if it wasn't for the difference in "identity", maybe I would be much bolder and more open-minded.

He is a fairy...she is a sword spirit...he is an existence whose cultivation level is second only to that of a god, and she is a soul and spiritual power that is neither alive nor dead.

Sure enough... Creation tricks people... I finally thought I saw a glimmer of light in my heart, but I found out that it was just the beginning of a longer night.

He closed his eyes and sighed softly, and it was Sifu and Xiaolian who appeared in front of him.

Si's father said, "...next time, don't...suffer yourself like this again."

Xiaolian said, "Sister Yu, you have to have a good time."

Hongyu finally smiled wryly, not knowing whether she was laughing at the trick of fate, or she was "self-inflicted".

I moved my heart first... The other party has already seen through love and is doomed to be unintentional.

Even if sticking to it for a thousand years is to find someone to yearn for, it is destined to be the result of seeking but not being able to look at each other from afar.

The sea of ​​bitterness has just ended, and it has fallen into the abyss again, how happy is it...

However, for thousands of years, he was the only one.

Midsummer day and night were quiet, Zi Yin returned to the residence, the room was pitch black, not like in the past, someone would leave a candle.

When I entered the door, I saw that the sword box in the shelf was also gone.

"... Are you leaving?"

Although it was quite surprising that she left without saying goodbye, if she had made up her mind about where to go, naturally she could leave at any time.

A sword energy in the palm of his hand slowly flowed into a large black sword case, and Gu Jun fell into a deep sleep.

Ziyin doesn't seem to be sleepy yet, Xian doesn't need a lot of sleep like ordinary people.

Under the light, reading an ancient sword and bamboo slips that I got by chance this time, which occasionally mentioned Longyuan's past soul into the sword method, Ziyin frowned slightly when he saw the back.

Gu Jun...and her, they were all like this...separation of body and soul...

Even though the swordsmith's technique is powerful, but this cruel method...

Bamboo tips move in the wind, behind the curtain, the shadow approaching slowly.

Ziyin looked up and saw Hongyu with a solemn face.

Without saying a word, she lowered her head quietly, walked up to him and knelt down, and held up to him the pair of ancient swords, Ruby, with both hands like a witch offering sacrifices to the gods.

The wind shook the candlelight, illuminating the elusive determination on her face.

Ziyin was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

...But why bother...

After a long silence, he said, "Get up first."

Hongyu didn't speak, nor did she get up.

"...At first I kept you in Tianyong City, not because I wanted to collect the ancient sword ruby. When I was in Anlu...Mr. Ji once said that he wanted to give it to me, but I never had this intention."

"... Hongyu understands."

"This is a peerless sword handed down from ancient times, and you are the sword spirit. You can come and go freely and live as you like, and you don't have to live in Xiaotianyong City. Besides, it was so hard for Miss Yu to let you leave Anlu. Looking for shackles? What is the difference between being shackled in Tianyong City and being shackled in Anlu..."

"...How did Daoist Ziyin know that Xiaolian let me go?"

"..."

Xiaolian had a private conversation with Ziyin that day, and she only said one thing.Hongyu has guarded their family for generations with deep affection, and now her father and she both hope that Hongyu can live happily and freely, so they want to liberate her.

Ziyin was puzzled and asked, "Why did the girl tell me this?"

Xiaolian said sincerely: "Daoist Ziyin, I have been with Sister Hongyu for only a few decades, so naturally I can't fully understand her, but sisters are connected, I think I guessed right... Daoist, Sister Yu will be together in the future. Where to go is up to her to decide, but...but if she wants to stay by your side, please don't refuse her, okay?"

Ziyin didn't know how to answer, because he already had Gu Jun, and he never used two swords.Going on like this, abandoning it and not using it, it would be inappropriate to neglect this sword in the end.

He politely declined.

Xiaolian is still earnest: "I don't dare to force the Taoist priest, but if Sister Yu is really what Xiaolian thinks...even if she abandons it...staying here is the best. I hope the Taoist priest will promise me !"

I can no longer refuse...Ziyin asked: "Miss Yu...why did you come to Tianyong City to tell me these things? And between the words, it is clearly confirmed that the ancient sword Hongyu will choose to stay here."

Xiaolian is young after all, and the words spoken by the young girl are frank and direct.

"Because Sister Yu will never grow old and die, and Daoist Ziyin, you will not grow old and die, and only you, Daoist Ziyin, can understand Sister Yu!"

"..." After regaining consciousness, the sword spirit in front of him probably hasn't realized that the little girl she guarded tightly behind her back in the past has also learned to protect her...

Although I agreed at the time, I still felt wrong in my heart.

Tell her directly: "...I never use dual swords."

"……I know."

"Even so... still want to stay here?"

"Yes... I have made up my mind."

Sigh lightly.

How many people in the world are lucky enough to be favored by the ancient sword spirit with blue eyes, most of the sword spirits are arrogant and powerful, Ziyin has no complacency, but thinks that such a good sword can only spend a long time in this small pavilion, There is a hint of guilt.

He is still a person who "gets without asking", like Gu Jun, like the ruby ​​in front of him.

He stood up, walked up to her, and took his double swords.

Just now the gloomy expression on her face was swept away, and Zi Yin could see his outline in her eyes, vaguely...

"If there is a future, you find a new place you want to go, or you just want to leave, you can leave at any time, and the same is true for Gu Jun. I will not be bound by anything."

She lowered her head slightly and said, "Yes..."

From that day on, she became his sword spirit, not the sword spirit used by him.

With incomplete and unclear hope, she stubbornly wants to stay by his side.It is always determined by oneself, no matter what the result is, no matter how long it takes to wait... Hongyu is a person who has determined and no longer wants to change.

Ziyin was still the same as usual, only bringing Gu Jun back and forth, sometimes once a day or two, sometimes every few months or even half a year.When he was around, he would also talk to Hongyu, and when he was not around, Hongyu always fell asleep to pass the time.The thoughts in the dream turned back and forth, and the pain of lovesickness did not gradually fade with the passage of time, but became more and more unforgettable.

The time spent alone in Jiange is tormented day after day.

Scholars who are procrastinated can still get rid of it, but women who are procrastinated cannot get rid of it.

What's more, scholars don't procrastinate at all.

Hongyu gradually became taciturn, and there seemed to be a ray of worry locked between her brows and eyes, and she was no longer as unrestrained and unrestrained as before, talking and smiling.

There is nowhere to tell your heart, no one can listen to it, you can only bury it deep in your heart, waiting for it to grow or disappear.

As autumn deepens, when I sit quietly alone, I see wild geese in the shape of herringbone in the sky... Suddenly I miss Anlu and Yu's family.Xiaolian, I don't know what's going on... I haven't seen you for more than two years...

Suddenly want to go back to see her.

Zi Yin has not returned for three months, he didn't tell her where he went when he left, and he wouldn't tell her where he had been when he came back...

She was an outsider from the beginning to the end... He was not wrong, because he didn't know her thoughts—he couldn't let him know...

Sudden sadness and loneliness surged up from the bottom of her heart, maybe it was really because of her first heartbeat...and because the other party was too special...which made her feel depressed, but she didn't know what to do.

Forget it... Hongyu thought to himself, as long as I don't take the two swords away, he will understand that I don't want to leave.It's just a trip to Anlu, and the time is short, so it shouldn't be a big deal.

Thinking of this, he stood up.

Little do they know that this trip is full of sorrows and joys, and it is full of dangers.