Reading The Remnants (Wen Guan)

The candlelight was staggered by the evening breeze that sneaked into the night, and the darkness like a thick fog struck, and it did not retreat in the slightest.

The condensed night dew on the eaves will stop before it settles, the firecracker rolls left by children will stop when they are in full swing with the cold wind, even the sulfur smell that goes into the window to disturb the soothing fragrance.

There is only one master who wanders outside of time. She is wearing a gorgeous and elegant cheongsam, with black hair and red lips, and a jade face. She is so beautiful that she is shocking. She stepped slowly in the corridor, her footsteps soft, as if stepping in a cloud.

In the crevices of time, flashing back to memory like quicksand rustling, she just woke up during the Warring States Period, took a sip of Chaolu, and walked barefoot towards Xia Ji.

When the Qing army entered the customs, she threw a tiger bone and walked towards Qin Liangyu with wind in her robe and feet.

Now that she had just finished a bitter love, she stood in front of Chunping’s house with red eyes, walking carelessly and with heavy steps.

The inattention stems from the quietness that no one resists. It turns out that she is a little honest liar. She just said that she is not good at using tricks, but now she stops time so confidently.

The Nine Masters can undoubtedly stop Ah Yin, stop the five coins, and even stop the unhealed Arrow and the unawakened Li Shi.

She lowered her head slightly, crossed her eyebrows into the flying stars in the autumn eyes of her temples, and only took her breath slightly. The wooden door opened with a “slap” and hit the walls on both sides hard.

The wall ash did not even dare to fall, and clung to the stone wall firmly, for fear that it would annoy the nobles who arrived at night.

Song Jiu walked in and looked around. The room was too rudimentary, and the water that had just washed her feet was lying on the side. Chunping was always reluctant to fall, saying that she could scoop it out the next day to water the flowers.

She walked around the tub and stopped in front of Chunping’s bed. She didn’t look at the sleeping Chunping much. She only put her right hand behind her neck, put her left hand around her knees, and hugged her horizontally.

Qingfeng Fuyue’s footsteps passed through the stairs where Li Shiyi had kissed her, through the hall waiting for A Luo to return, through the courtyard where Ayin was eating melon seeds, and through the threshold where he returned from buying vegetables every day. The footsteps stopped. He stopped, and finally walked to the alley where she was snuggling her sweetheart to find her footing.

The moonlight dragged the lonely shadow extremely long, and when it was about to disappear at the end of the bluestone road, the street lamps behind him lit up. Occasionally, there were a few people who slept late, and the windows showed a warm light, like It was the setting sun that fell into Song Nineteen’s smiling eyes on the day when he first arrived in the mountain city.

The lamp on the table stood up stubbornly, as if he had never been beaten to the ground, Li Shiyi withdrew his shoulders and reached out to support the tabletop.

Even if the pause just now was negligible, even if she shouldn’t have known that Song Jiu had used a spell, no one could perceive Song Jiu’s departure better than her. Only then did she understand that there was a person in her heart, and it was unnecessary to hear the clairvoyance. It is totally different to have her in the air and not have her.

She moved her eyes to the wooden chair, and Song Jiu’s coat was still on top. Her little girl has grown up and has the ability to not fear the wind and snow, so she can bring nothing, including Li Shiyi.

The yellow dog in front of the courtyard was never worried, and the boys who were going to school with their tails wagging chased and frolicked, and then came back panting with the broken slippers on the side of the road. Ayin threw a basin of water out. Seeing this situation, his eyebrows were upside down with disgust, and the basin clasped his backhand to prop up his waist: “Auntie’s slippers, take a closer look. Pick up this tattered one and move forward to me.”

She went back to the room cursingly, and saw Li Shixi arrived in the hall with Song XIX coat in her arms. It was a little strange, but she didn’t delve into it deeply. She just turned to the kitchen and said, “Laba today, Wu Qian has gotten up early. Congee, go to the kitchen and scoop it.”

Li Shiyi put his coat on the armrest of the sofa and said, “Yes,” with a heavy nasal voice.

Ayin washed her hands, and while putting the dishes and chopsticks downstairs with Aluo who was ready to go downstairs, he flew in a good mood and smiled at her when she went to serve the porridge, and then shouted to the kitchen, “When is 19? Ruo? I woke up and prepared a bowl for her.”

Chunping is a baby, dozing a lot, it won’t be too late to get hot again when she comes.

Li Shiyi didn’t answer, so he brought out a bowl, sat down silently, and drank a bowl of hot porridge with them.

This Laba porridge used to be due to Buddhism, but the Chinese can always reunite most of the solar terms. With thick and glutinous rice, sweet and sticky jujube mud, peanuts, longans and various beans, the crowd is very lively. It’s the year after Laba, Ah Yin originally wanted to sigh, but felt that the atmosphere is strangely weird today, so he glanced anxiously and just drank the porridge.

Li Shiyi used up a bowl of porridge, wiped his mouth with great restraint, put the dishes into the kitchen as usual, sat down again, and said to Ah Yin, “A Yin, I’m leaving.”

She didn’t call Arrow specifically, but just nodded to her.

Ayin’s chopsticks snapped onto the bowl, frowning and asked her: “Go? What are you going to do? Back to Shanghai?”

Seeing that Li Shiyi was worrying, she had a bad premonition in her heart, and she didn’t even care to wipe her mouth, and asked her: “If I want to go back to Shanghai, I will pack my things.”

If you want to go back to Shanghai, how can you say “I” on October?

Uneasy feeling caught off guard, Ah Yin grabbed Jianzi and waited for Li Shiyi to speak.

Li Shiyi pursed his lips and said softly, “I had a dispute with Nineteen yesterday, and she took Chunping away. I need to find her.”

Ayin raised her arm and stuck her chin. This dispute was mostly due to Chunping, and she could probably guess seven or eight points. Although she was worried, Li Shiyi was determined to chase, and she was very satisfied. Moreover, nineteen’s thoughts were all in her eyes. If she went to coax on eleven, it would naturally be fine. Ayin quickly passed through her mind and said to her: “You have grown a little bit this time-where did she go, and when did she leave, do you know in your heart?”

“No.” Li Shiyi said lightly.

“Then you chase–” Ah Yin moved his shoulders, holding back.

Li Shiyi raised his eyes and said manly: “This is the reason I told you. Chunping is from Nanjing. If the nineteenth wants to save her, most of them have to go to Nanjing, but…”

“It’s just that you are afraid that she will change her mind and come back to this room to find us, but no one is seen.” Arrow gently let go of the spoon in his hand and said.

Li Shiyi nodded and glanced at her.

There is still something that has not been said. Between her and Song Jiu, the two need an opportunity to talk separately, and Jiu told yesterday that she still has some knots in her attitude towards the people around her. Li Shiyi felt that for the time being Luo Yin and two stayed as well.

Ah Yin lowered her head for an instant, and when she raised her eyes with wet eyes, she asked her, “We are going to separate now, right?”

She was biting her lip, still looking so powerful that she could not give up, but she suddenly understood why Li Shiyi did not chase Song Shiji immediately, but patiently waited for them to wake up, and quietly finished a bowl with them. Porridge.

She wanted to leave Ayin Aluo and go to find Song Nineteen alone.

Li Shiyi is a person who pays attention to the beginning and the end of everything, and he has to solemnly say goodbye.

The porridge that had just been eaten all rushed up, blocking my chest, and the sourness became higher than the waves. Ayin looked at Li Shi’s light eyes, his eyes swelled and heated.

She pinched her thighs for restraint, and scolded herself in her heart. She was originally a handsome girl who was good enough to receive an award. She was so hypocritical.

When she first moved to the Hutong, she gritted her teeth and held her anger. She grinned and blew a kiss with Li Shiyi, saying, Li Shishi, what do you do to look like a dead star? If the water turns and the water doesn’t turn, the road will turn, and it won’t be a goodbye. If you want your aunt and grandma to be me, just come and drink.

At that time she was alone, with nothing but Li Shiyi, but she also knew that Li Shiyi would not put her down.

Later, she counted the days to wait for Li Eleven. When Li Eleven came, the benefactor would get two more smiles, the maid would get a few more rewards, and even the rickshaw master could have a few melon seeds when she was happy.

Now that she has Arrow, she has a slightly absurd intuition, as if Li Shiyi had entrusted her to others in good condition, and since then she has nothing to do with the Three Treasures, and there is nothing to be close together. The place is involved.

She blinked, and tears rolled down.

Li Shiyi frowned and looked at her quietly.

Ayin concealedly wiped the corners of his eyes, and laughed at himself: “I don’t know if I’m getting older, I can’t hear any parting words.”

She didn’t quite understand what her mentality was. It seemed a bit like that before the married daughter put on a red hijab, she must hold her grandfather and cry violently.

Li Shiyi smiled and suddenly asked, “Ayin, you said, what is the biggest advantage of me as a person?”

Ayin was startled, and Li Shiyi didn’t change his face: “Pretty.”

Ayin laughed out loud, teardrops still hanging on her eyelashes, looking at her disgustingly.

Li Shiyi withdrew his smile and asked her: “Besides, what is my biggest weakness?”

“Munky gourd.” Ah Yin raised his chin, confident.

Li Shiyi shook his head, paused, and sighed, “I have lived too passively in my life.”

“You…” Ah Yin bit his lower lip.

Arrow looked up at Li Shiyi and heard her say: “I seem to be in charge of everything, but in fact, I accept the arrangements of fate in an active manner.”

“I separated from my parents, learned to fight with my master, walked with the youngest Tu, and raised the nineteenth—none of my choices.”

She made “acceptance” a habit, and even expressing her feelings to Song Jiu was due to wastage. Therefore, she couldn’t give her beloved a sense of security, and she couldn’t make Song Jiu feel her firmness, so that Song Jiu thought that she was pressing harder and harder, and she was helpless.

“I think,” Li Shiyi turned his eyes to Arrow, “Ling Heng is not like this.”

She should take the initiative to tell Song Jiu that her persistence, her preferences, her loves and hates, the uniqueness in her eyes, the world in her heart is irreplaceable.

This was what she had thought about all night. She had to practice telling them to her friends first, and then she could tell that person smoothly when they met again.

Li Shiyi didn’t delay any more, got up and picked up the baggage that had been packed early in the corner of the sofa, still putting Song Jiu’s coat on his arms, and without any more greetings, he walked out of the yard alone.

A Luo stood by the threshold, and A Yin leaned on the door frame, looking at Li Shixi’s slender back, pulling the door bolts one after another.

It seems that there is a “goodbye” that has not been said, and I don’t know when I will see you again.

She messed with her hair in the cold wind and looked at it. She didn’t know Li Shizhen before she “tsk”, “Poor.”

Arrow squinted at her.

“Long chasing his wife.” Ayin sighed.