The night is dark and the cold wind is tantalizing.
Lu Anran folded his hands on his knees, with his back straight and his eyes usually in front of the ancestral tablet, as dark as night, as if dyed by pen and ink, and black and pure.
Turning his head, his eyebrows were calm: "Father."
The visitor stood behind Lu Anran. He was tall and his shadow came down, covering Lu Anran completely.
The two black doors of the ancestral hall were just open, and the strong wind blew up his wide sleeves on both sides. Only his outline was vaguely exposed against the light, but he stood tall, and his whole body had a restrained and calm temperament, with a hint of something hidden in his bones. of majesty.
"Your grandmother said that you offended her today." He moved to the side of Lu Anran, revealing the empty door.
It turned out that the sky was already dark and the snow had stopped, but it was covered with a layer, reflecting a thin light, but the candle was extinguished, so his face could not be seen clearly.
His voice was not harsh and deep as expected, but instead gentle and mellow, like a century-old wine, mellow and long in the mouth.
Lu Anran suppressed her hair that was fluttering in the wind, pinched her fingers, nodded and said, "Yes, my grandmother blamed me for going out on the winter worship day and wearing plain clothes, so I confessed in the ancestral hall."
In the sudden silence, Lu Anran looked up at Lu Xun, but couldn't see through his expression.
"Your grandmother... visited a house for you."
Lu Anran frowned.
Lu Xun said: "The eldest son of the Yin family in Anxia County."
"Father agreed." Lu Anran's heart tightened.
Lawrence Lu looked at her deeply and shook his head slowly: "My father refused."
Lu Anran was relieved: "Why?"
"Mr. Lu, there is no need to sacrifice you."
Lu Anran's pupils trembled, and she slowly tightened her fingers.
Lu Xun stretched out his hand, pulled Lu Anran up, looked down at her and said, "I have never thought about controlling you, including getting married, except for one thing..."
Lu Anran pursed her lips and heard Lu Xun continue: "No contact with medical skills."
Avoiding Lu Xun's gaze, Lu Anran walked over to light the candle, twisted three incense sticks from the side, lit them and inserted them into the incense burner. When the incense came out, through the dense smoke, a complex look flashed in her eyes.
"I still remember that we were in this ancestral hall two years ago." Lu Xun looked at Lu Anran, and the firelight jumped and fell on his face, illuminating a face that had been baptized by the years but still remained elegant.
Anyone who has met Lu Xun has no doubt that he must have been a handsome and elegant man in his youth. Now he is still gentle and elegant. He is dressed in green clothes embroidered with bamboo leaves, elegant and elegant, and has a temperament like orchid.
Therefore, people cannot help but sigh, how could such a person have such an ugly daughter.
Especially when I heard that Lu Xun was deeply in love with his first wife who had passed away many years ago and refused to remarry. He only focused on raising the children left by his deceased wife. This was very sad.
Lu Anran said: "I remember, my father never beat me. That time..." The beating was severe.
Lu Xun's eyes were deep: "Did you bring back a pharmacopoeia?"
"No, grandma has checked it. It's just an ordinary medicinal recipe." After Lu Anran finished speaking, he picked up a piece of paper from the side and handed it over: "Since grandma doesn't like it, I burned it just now."
There was no burning charcoal in the charcoal brazier next to it. It was meant for punishment. How could Mrs. Lu ask someone to burn charcoal for Lu Anran to keep warm?
Lu Xun could see the traces of burning on the object with just one glance. It was obviously a pile of paper pages.
Looking up again, Lu Anran stood in front of him, wrapped in a red cloak. When he picked up the paper, he touched cold fingers. His face was touched by the candlelight, and the dim yellow was mixed with the paleness caused by the cold.
Lu Xun exhaled from his nose, took off his cloak, shook it, and covered Lu Anran: "It's cold, so don't wear more clothes."
Lu Anran tightened her grip and immediately felt a warmth spread to her heart: "Father..."
"Um?"
"It's because of my mother that I'm not allowed to study medicine."
Lu Xun lowered his head to tie the collar straps and paused. There was a dark light in his eyes, and a deeper look of pain. Even his fingers trembled.
Lu Anran raised his hand and grabbed the belt that was about to fall apart after Lu Xun let go, and took a step forward, "Father never told me, but he only told me that he was not allowed. Even prisoners are qualified to state the case. Now I want to get an answer. "
Thinking of today's events, Lu Anran's face showed a trace of stubbornness, "Because my mother studied medicine and could not heal herself, my father did not trust all the doctors in the world. But if he stopped eating due to choking, there would be no doctors in the world. Who would come to see a doctor and who would be able to help him?" If justice is not done to the dead, more people will die not of disease but of fear."
"There is no one in the world, only you." Lu Xun suppressed the twitching of the muscles in his cheeks, turned his head, and said with obscure eyes: "You can't."
The tone of these words was so strong that Lu Anran felt like a huge mountain was pressing on her heart, making her unable to breathe.
