I didn't answer, I just lowered my head slightly and blessed my body. During the past two years at home, nothing happened in the house. After my servants got closer to me, a few brave girls came to teach me daily etiquette. I can't learn how to do it, and they always like to laugh at me. The war broke out, some walked away, some fled, and those who stayed had no intention of playing around anymore. My knees are rusty and I can no longer bend them.
He stretched out his arms to help me, but I carefully avoided it and didn't notice the wry smile on his face. I only heard him say: "Why are we so unfamiliar?"
It seems that we have been very familiar with each other, but I have never had such a memory. From the first time I met him, I was very unfamiliar with him.
I was about to leave, but he grabbed my wrist and whispered: "You have never spoken to me."
I wanted to pull my hand away like before, but this time, his strength was surprisingly strong.
Mr. Xu finally stood up, resumed his former counselor's posture, and said calmly: "Master Jimo, it's only a month."
Jimo's hand finally slowly let go. At that moment, I picked up my skirt and ran away desperately. I don't know why I ran. In this life, I have never escaped from anyone, but in the end, I am always hiding from someone. .
Not long after, the chef brought the food to my room. Surprisingly, it didn't have such a strong herbal smell. He said it was Jimo's order. He was afraid that I wouldn't be able to stand the smell and would secretly throw it away.
I just nodded to express my gratitude and said nothing more. I had no comment about Jimo. After all, he is not completely blind. Everyone can see how well he treats me. But I don’t know why he treats me like this. He was able to perform on stage for two years at the border, so there was no guarantee that he was not a fake to me. I just don’t know what else a person like me can think of. My once powerful father has returned to dust, the Liao family's old home has been sealed, and all the savings I've accumulated over the years have been wiped out. What else can he want from me?
After that day, for a whole month, I don’t know whether he carefully avoided me or I carefully avoided him. We never met again. It wasn't until the day they set off, when the big guy and the hairy-legged guy opened the curtain and came in with a silly smile, that I knew they were leaving.
"Girl, girl, the boss will be leaving soon." Hairy Legs smiled mischievously, as if to imply something, "Girl, aren't you going to see me off?"
I didn't react and I didn't know what reaction to give them.
The big man pushed the hairy leg and said naively: "What nonsense are you talking about? A real man, our boss should come and see the girl. Girl, the boss has been busy these two days, please forgive me." After all, a man's achievement of meritorious service is a first-class matter, isn't it? We people are still waiting to follow our boss and rise to the top."
Make great achievements? A meteoric rise? I listened blankly.
"Yes, yes, wait until the boss takes this capital, and let's see who dares to say anything wrong! Those people on the ghost side should also be afraid of the boss!" The little man agreed.
Ghost side? Wasn't he bribed by Guifang?
"What are you talking about here?" His voice suddenly sounded, a bit majestic and heroic. I looked around and saw that his armor was already on his body.
The little man spread his hands and chuckled: "I'm not here to say goodbye to Madam. After this day, I don't know if I can come back alive."
I don’t know if I can come back alive. War, isn't it? Whether it is the army or the people, the Holy Lord or the bandits, who knows the final result. Living in troubled times, this understanding is almost no choice.
Perhaps seeing my gloomy expression, he turned to me and smiled softly: "They talk nonsense, don't take it seriously."
This is a real thing. I have seen too much since I survived the massacre. His coaxing is actually meaningless.
"My wife was frightened." The little man clapped his hands and apologized, then smiled, "My boss, I feel sorry for you. You deserve to die with your hairy legs."
He stretched out his hand and pretended to hit him, but the big man hurriedly pushed his hairy legs and ran out.
Suddenly, it was just him and me, face to face, with me sitting in front of the case and him standing opposite. He looked at me, but I didn't meet his eyes.
After a long while, he spoke, with no trace of joy or sorrow in his voice. He was always gentle: "I'm leaving, and I don't know how long it will take. I don't know if it's safe in this mountain valley. If something happens, don't worry about us... us." That " He said the word "them" with great difficulty, "There are still a few hiding places on the mountain, you don't have to be afraid. I don't know how far I can go, what new things I saw, and whether I can give them to you." You bring it. Anyway, you were born in Liao Mansion, so you have seen all kinds of expensive things." He smiled self-deprecatingly, paused for a long time, and squatted down so that his face could come into my eyes. She didn't turn her head away, just to prevent him from getting entangled again.
"If I can come back, can you marry me?"
Without the sharpness with which he pushed the door open when they first met, without the closeness with which he and his wife called him brothers, it was just a plain sentence, as if talking about the most ordinary parents' shortcomings.
I didn't know what to say. Looking into his eyes, the night-like eyes concealed too much deeply.
I shook my head, and he smiled, stood up on his knees, and said softly: "I'm leaving."
He didn't hesitate, the sound of the armor was so far away.
I didn't look up and listened quietly to his footsteps leaving.
There was a commotion of horse hooves, and then I lifted the curtain and went out, but there was no one in front of me.
He's gone, indeed, he's gone.
If you think about it carefully, every time we meet or part, it's all in a hurry. In the past two years, he has only seen her three times. He has seen her when she was most embarrassed, when she was most afraid of people, and when she was most helpless. It is precisely because I have seen it that I am afraid, afraid that he will take advantage of my weakness, and that he will figure out what I am thinking. Day by day, I avoided him. I don’t know how long I stayed away from him.
Mr. Xu said that when the time comes, she will naturally understand, but she does not know when this time will arrive.
After putting down the curtain and turning around, he was surprised to find that there was still someone in the room. When he looked carefully, he saw a face he had never seen before.
"Don't be afraid, it was Niu Xi who asked me to come." He whispered, "Qiu Niu is his eldest brother."
I lowered my head as a courtesy.
"Fu Xi said you don't like to talk, so that's okay." His voice was very easy-going, with the demeanor of an elder brother, "Don't worry, Ya Zhen has already protected Jimo Dongli secretly, and he will be fine."
Whether Jimo is good or bad has nothing to do with me.
"I won't disturb you, just call me if you need anything. I'm nearby."
He suddenly disappeared, and I was still confused.
I don't know if it is said that the prisoner has a burden on the cow, but the two words "睚禦" are like thunder. There will be retribution. The brave and aggressive temperament of Long Erzi has been spread throughout the world. But are there really any dragons? The world regards the dragon as auspicious. If Yaizhen is really the son of the dragon, wouldn't the two brothers Qiu Niu and Fuxi also be worthy of him? Isn't it too auspicious to see Jimo east away from me? What's going on behind the scenes is always scary.
Although Qiu Niu was kind, he was distant, and Fu Xi had already left with Jimo, but I didn't even notice that Yaizhen, who he said was protecting Jimo, was there.
Even if I want to ask a question, I have no direction.
