After Ke ji and Yongxin left, Zhu Fu was quite deserted. As the eldest daughter-in-law, Yue Niang has many things waiting for her to take care of at home, and there is less time to talk with Shuzhen. Shuzhen was sullen in the room, so she moved to Lu Yixuan, after all, it was once a place where Yongxin lived, and it was also a comfort to see things and think of people.
On this day, Shuzhen was bored, lying on the bed without saying a word, gently wrapping her fingers around her hair, starting from the ends of her hair, all the way to the root of her hair, and then loosening layer by layer, and then starting to wrap again, as it was several times. Chun Xiang saw that she was bored, and deliberately found some topics to chat with her, and Shu Zhen was indifferent. Chun Xiang told her a few jokes, Chun Xiang herself laughed forward and backward, Shu Zhen just looked at her and smiled, not knowing why she laughed so happily. Haruka saw that she was absent-minded, there was no one to ride, and for a while she didn't know how to comfort her. Neither of them was talking, and the room was suddenly silent. After a short silence, I faintly heard the hissing sound of flowers and trees outside the window, and after a while, the sound became louder and louder, like a wave.
"What is this sound?"
"Of course it's the sound of the wind, the young lady is really absent-minded, how come she can't even hear the sound of the wind?"
Shuzhen shook her head, "This is not the sound of the wind, this is the sound of autumn." ”
Haruka looked at her doubtfully and elongated her voice, "Autumn sound? ”
"Fu Qiuzhi is also like a man, his aura is bleak, and the smoke is cloudy; his appearance is clear and clear, and the sky is high and the sun is crystallized; his qi is chestnut and sharp, and his muscles and bones are strong; his meaning is depressed, and the mountains and rivers are lonely." Therefore, it is also a sound, miserable and earnest, and the cry is indignant. The grass changes color, and the wood is lost. ”
"The young lady said it in crepe, I don't quite understand, but it sounds like a sense of depression."
After a long time, the sound of the wind gradually became smaller, and finally it was impossible to hear, but the power seemed to continue, and even the sound of falling leaves could be heard. Shuzhen sighed, "I'm afraid that the outside is already full of yellow leaves." ”
Shuzhen suddenly asked, "Are the lotus flowers in the pond very lush?" ”
Chun Xiang looked at Shu Zhen in surprise: "Miss, but the fever is confused, now it has entered the late autumn, the lotus flowers have long withered away, and only the chrysanthemums and begonias in the West Garden have not withered!" ”
Shuzhen was also surprised, how could she ask such a ridiculous question, which showed how absent-minded she was!
Shuzhen got out of bed, put on a thick cotton trench coat, fastened the hat strap and went outside.
"Where to go on such a cold day?"
"I'll go for a walk in the garden."
Chun Xiang hurriedly ran out and said, "Miss still don't go, it's so cold, if it freezes again and again..." Before Chun Xiang finished speaking, Shu Zhen had already gone far like a gust of wind.
Haruka shook her head helplessly and said to herself, "Although this person is here, his heart is already on his way to Tokyo. ”
Shuzhen walked to the courtyard, and the breeze had long stopped. Of the tall plane trees, only a few fallen leaves hung majestically on it, and could not bear to fall; only a bare stem of the withered yellow flowers was left shivering; and the grass on both sides of the road stood upright, like copper wires. The whole road was full of fallen leaves, and the scene was desolate, and her heart became heavier.
Shuzhen stepped on the falling leaves, listened to the salsa sound under her feet, and strolled to the edge of the lotus pond. Looking at the withered lotus flowers, recalling the scene of going to pick lotuses with Yongxin, I felt infinite emotions. The girl's crisp and melancholy singing voice still lingers in her ears. Although the "Lotus Picking Song" is sung heartbreakingly, the lotus girl can also sing the love of the lover to the fullest. Now, it is impossible for her to row a small boat to pick lotuses, even if it is the "Xizhou Song" full of infinite desolation and sorrow, she has no chance to sing it, and she thinks that she is not as good as the infatuated girl.
Shuzhen walked aimlessly and unconsciously walked to a rockery. The rockery leans against the courtyard wall of Zhu Province, and when you stand on the rockery, the red walls and green tile pavilions and pavilions outside are clear at a glance. There are still many chrysanthemums blooming in the wind near the rockery, watching a cluster of chrysanthemums bloom proudly, and then looking at the steep rockery, Shuzhen wants to climb up. She carefully treaded the rocks and climbed up the rockery. It was easy to climb to the top, and although it was a desolate scene, the mood was also lifted by the openness of the realm. Standing on the rockery and looking around, Du Zimei's feeling of "will be at the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be overlooked" when he climbed Mount Tai, it can be understood. The higher you stand, the farther you look, but at the moment, even if you stand on the top of Mount Tai, you can't see your lover.
Just when she fell into contemplation, she unconsciously took a step forward, slipped under her feet, fell down at once, in a hurry, she suddenly grabbed a rattan, people did not fall, but the clogs fell, she saw the clogs fall outside the courtyard wall, anxious, what to do? She looked around and didn't see a single figure. Thinking in her heart, Chun Xiang didn't know where to go, when she didn't need her, she was dangling in front of her every day, and now she was needed, but she wasn't there. If you go barefoot to pick it up, cold and not to say, if you meet someone else, it will not make people laugh in shame.
Just when she was embarrassed and frowning, she suddenly heard a man's voice: "Miss, this clogs is yours?" ”
Shuzhen looked down in the direction where the sound came from, and outside the courtyard wall stood a young man dressed in white looking at her. I had just hurriedly looked around and didn't even see him.
Shuzhen's face turned red and she nodded her head in embarrassment. I saw this man gently pick up the clogs, and climb up the courtyard wall three times and two times. Then he jumped forward, jumped onto a large and stable bluestone, and climbed to the top of the mountain in an instant, standing in front of Shuzhen. He held the clogs in both hands, bowed politely, and handed it to Shuzhen. Shuzhen hurriedly returned the salute, and took the clogs, covered her feet with a skirt, and hurriedly put them on.
Shuzhen felt embarrassed and looked up slightly at the strange man in front of her, which was the first time she had come into direct contact with a strange man face to face. I saw that this person was eight feet tall, his eyebrows were clear, and although his skin was slightly darker, he could not hide his handsomeness. The man was also looking at Shuzhen. With her eyes paired, Shuzhen's face turned crimson, and she quickly drew a handkerchief from her waist, half-covered her face, lowered her head, and said softly: "Thank you Gongzi." "After saying that, turn around and leave.
"Miss, these slates are a little slippery, or shall I help you down?"
"It's okay, I can go down." Shuzhen climbed down as she spoke, eager to fly down with wings like a bird. The man saw that she was embarrassed, did not say anything more, and watched her climb down smoothly, and when she reached the flat ground, Fang turned and left.
Shuzhen took a few steps, and suddenly glanced back, and the man was also looking at her. The four eyes just met, she felt her face burn again, quickly turned around and hurried away, her heart beating like a rattle. Out of curiosity, she wanted to look back to see if the man was still there, but the girl's characteristic shyness made it impossible for her to look back.
Shuzhen bowed her head and hurried forward, and suddenly heard someone behind her speaking: "Big Miss, what's wrong with this, walking in such a hurry?" Didn't you meet something in the garden that you shouldn't have seen and scared me? She looked back at the eldest aunt and was suddenly more nervous, the eldest aunt did not know about the strange man picking up clogs for Shuzhen, she came from the east side of the West Garden, and the rockery was in the west, and the two were far apart. She thought that Shuzhen was frightened by something in the garden, so she walked so hurriedly, so she asked this question. But Shuzhen's heart was weak, especially when she saw the aunt coming from behind her, thinking that she saw it, the red face rose purple, and the voice was vague: "No, nothing..." And muttered a few words, and she didn't know what she was talking about, so she hurriedly said goodbye to the aunt and continued to walk back. The aunt looked at her distant back alone.
Chun Xiang was on the floor of the room, and saw Shu Zhen walk in with a panicked look, somehow, busy asking questions. Shuzhen shook her head: "Nothing, I've been standing outside for a long time, and I feel a little cold." ”
When she met a young man, Shuzhen did not mention a word. Chun Xiang categorically did not expect her to have such an adventure when she went out for a while, so she didn't think much about it. Persuasion: "Miss don't go to the West Garden alone to play in the future, now it's late autumn, the garden is very desolate, in case you encounter something unclean..." Before the words were finished, I saw That Yue Niang walked in with a plate of pastries, and her mouth was still muttering: "My big miss, what are you busy with?" See what your sister-in-law brought you? "Put the pastries on the table after saying that.
Shuzhen had not completely eased up, the interest was not very strong, stood up and smiled lightly: "Sister-in-law, please sit down." ”
Yue Niang sat down on the chair and smiled: "There are many things in the family these days, although there are no major events, but the bits and pieces are always idle, I have not come to see my sister, there is nothing to do this afternoon, I made some pastries, give my sister a taste, see if it is in line with taste?" After Yue Niang finished speaking, she took a newly baked lotus shortbread from the plate and handed it over.
Shuzhen took the pastry, took the shortbread to her mouth and took a bite, chewed it for a while, and said: "The outside is crisp and soft on the inside, lightly fragrant, sweet and not greasy, and the sister-in-law is good at craftsmanship." Chun Xiang brewed two bowls of tea and brought it up, and Shuzhen said, "Sister-in-law, try it quickly, this is the best West Lake Longjing, brewed with last year's snow water." ”
Yue Niang took a sip from the tea bowl, looked into the tea bowl again, and said slowly: "It is indeed good tea, and the taste is good and mellow." ”
"Why is my sister-in-law so interested in cooking pastries today?"
Yue Niang smiled, "Your brother and Yongxin's letters have been sent back." After saying that, he handed Yongxin's letter to Shuzhen, who took the letter as if he had obtained the most precious treasure and hurriedly opened it to see. His hands didn't seem to heed the call and trembled slightly, and it took half a day to take them apart, looking at the familiar handwriting, a huge teardrop just dripped onto the crimson rice paper, and an oval immediately appeared on the rice paper, followed by a second, a third...
Yue Niang asked in surprise, "What did you say in the letter?" Why is my sister so sentimental? Your brother wrote that they were all right and had reached Tokyo. They settled everything in place and waited to report to the ceremonial department. ”
Shuzhen dried her tears. "Nothing, Yongxin is also very good." After saying that, he folded up the family letter and put it aside, and the two of them chatted for a while and scattered.
At night, the night is quiet, and everything is asleep except for the things that swim at night. Shuzhen did not feel sleepy, asked Chunxiang to light a candle, and took out Yongxin's letter and read it several times:
There are beautiful people who can't forget to see them. A day is not seen, and the thoughts are like madness. The phoenix soars and seeks phoenix from all over the world. Helpless beauty, not in the East Wall. Write the letter to the heart. Hope sister yin book, comfort me wandering.
Shuzhen breathed a sigh of relief and went straight to the window, and When Haruka saw that she was going to open the window, she hurriedly advised: "Miss, the weather is cold, opening the window and being hit by the cold wind will catch a cold, or don't fight." ”
Where Shuzhen was willing to listen, she still opened the window, and at that moment, a beam of moonlight shot in, accompanied by a sharp cold wind. That night, the two were still talking together about the bright moon at the end of the world. Is Yongxin also watching this bright moon in distant Tokyo? It is said that lovers have a sharp heart, what is Yongxin thinking when he looks at this round of bright moon? Reminiscing about the past? Still looking forward to a better future... Suddenly, I felt my body tremble slightly, and only then did I feel that I had been surrounded by a chill, and hurriedly closed the window.
Shuzhen said to herself, "I plan to get drunk on the madness map, and I will sing to the wine, and the strong music is still tasteless." The belt gradually widened and finally did not regret it, and was haggard for the people of Ishwa. Who can understand the endless sentimental loneliness behind this! ”
Thinking of this, Shuzhen went to the desk, picked up a pen and wrote a poem:
Thin waist, so I know that I am annoyed by idle things, and I have more tears just for other feelings. Lazy combs his eyebrows on the dresser and lets his sideburns hang toward the smoke. The waiter did not know what he wanted, and he planted a plum blossom.
After writing it, and reading it several times, the candlelight became dimmer and dimmer, and the light shone on her sad face even more poignant. She thought it was time to cut the lamp, thinking so, her hands still holding her cheeks, quietly staring at the faint candlelight, without any intention of moving. Looking at it, he unconsciously groaned: "Cut the night cold, slightly lonely candle." The jade plate is red teardrops, and the golden embers are round. ”
The candlelight became more and more dim and blurry, she felt a dizziness in front of her eyes, her eyes were also hazy, a familiar face faintly appeared in the candlelight, smiling at her, fixing her eyes on it, it was Yongxin, she was extremely happy, unconsciously stretched out her delicate hand to touch, only to hear a "Oops" sound. She suddenly woke up, and the person in the candlelight had long since disappeared, and it turned out to be her own hallucination. Looking at the red fingers, I felt a pain in my heart. If she could have a new face again, she would be willing even if it was hot again, she thought obsessively, but it was already impossible.
After a while, confused and sleepy, he fell to the bed, and slept dimly without taking off his clothes.