Lengxiang Oiran is very proud. Unlike other women who pretend to be reserved, she really would rather bend than bend, refuse to give in an inch or bow her head. So much so that Lu Ziqing would be afraid of her, and Mr. Folding Fan would comment on her as "unique in the world".
In the entertainment venue, others could not understand this kind of behavior. Mrs. Mo Zhang thought she was suffering from chronic illness and depression. Even Feiyue and Feiyun just took it for granted and did not understand her thoughts. The memory was too dark, and the experience Even the passage of time cannot smooth it out. Shen Yuan would rather carry it on his own and be regarded as heartless than have others sympathize or even pity him because of what happened in the past.
She had been working hard, pretending that it was just a nightmare and that she would be fine when she woke up.
"When I was five years old, my father died in the war. During the New Year, my mother and I went to pay homage. When we came back, we were robbed by refugees from the door of our house. I don't remember what happened, so I was sold to Ren Yazi. Feiyue, You weren't sold into Mo Zhang's house, so you don't know how terrifying it is."
It was a dark and cold night, the candlelight was weak, and the two women cuddled together. Shen Yuan gave Feiyue half a quilt, insisting that she lie down with him, and told her something that had been suppressed for a long time, regardless of how much she could hear.
His parents didn't treat him well, his brother moved away, the man who came to the village was a foreign man, the fiancé in Xuecheng had a bad name, and he was not fluent in his words. There were many people waiting on him, but none of them could talk to him. Shen Yuan was depressed. But there was no way to tell her. Mrs. Mo Zhang was a good mother, and Shen Yuancai was even more unwilling to tell her, as it would only cause sadness.
After selecting, there is no doubt that Feiyue is a qualified listener. She is gentle and shy. She accepts all the emotions of the master girl with an absolutely tolerant attitude. She may not be able to provide a good solution, but it can give her the greatest degree of catharsis. space.
In front of Feiyue, Shen Yuan could take a breath and tell all the past that he didn't want others to know with confidence. The maid listened quietly, and her warm embrace was worth a thousand words.
Shen Yuandao said that at that time, she was confused about human affairs and gradually couldn't see the scene clearly. All that was left in front of her eyes was blood red. The people who were trafficked were old and young. If they fought back, they would not be able to fight back. But no one came forward. , should be considered extremely indifferent, but at another moment, the adults pulled the children around them and covered their eyes.
Whether human nature is inherently good or inherently evil has always been an unsolvable question.
"When the news of my father's death came, I asked my mother what death was. My mother said that even if I went to another world, it was very far away and strange, and I couldn't come back. No one had seen it when I was alive, but in the end, everyone They will all go." Shen Yuan was immersed in painful memories, struggling like a drowning person, unable to escape. "I don't know what happened, I just longed to go home. As I thought about it, I remembered my mother's words, I once thought I had to die to end up in such a place."
The brocade quilt is warm, but the silk satin quilt is cold to the touch. The red candle on the bedside lamp stand is wilted, and the tears are flowing, solidifying into spots and twists on the base. This is not the first time Fei Yue has slept with her master. In the courtyard of Mo Shan's family , the embroidered building in the boudoir was hung with wind chimes, and the two little girls were talking quietly under the quilt. In the blink of an eye, they passed their golden years together and became tall and graceful, but they were no longer in the same state of mind as before.
Feiyue's fate was not her own to choose. When she came to this little master, she was also a child. At that time, there was a Granny Lin next to Shen Yuan. She was about very old. Extraordinarily tough and a good player inside and out, Feiyue is also diligent and smart, but she mostly plays with Shen Yuan. When she was young, Mrs. Mo Zhang was busy, and Shen Yuan and Feiyue spent the longest time together, and their relationship And the most sincere.
The wind howled, dark clouds covered the ceiling, and the moonlight and starlight fled together. Her feet were a little slower, and she did not escape the fate of annihilation. Feiyue was not sleepy at all. She listened to Shen Yuan's voice getting softer and softer as she lowered her eyes and looked, His master's eyes also darkened, as if he had entered a state of half-asleep and half-awake.
The eldest maid didn't know that this was Shen Yuan's usual disguise. Just like her face turns red when she touches wine, she was actually not drunk at all, and it was not intentional. It was like God knew that she would be isolated from the world for too long, and she would inevitably The lack of a certain smooth and exquisite ability gave her a natural barrier. Her thoughts were as clear as a mountain spring. The scenes in the past could not be seen clearly at the time, but now the scenes emerged loudly.
She told Feiyue that there was air leakage in the thatched cottage, and her young self and two other children were protected in the arms of a pair of teenage sisters. Everyone was trembling, and she missed her mother crazily. Mrs. Wanqing's voice and smile gradually became blurred, disappearing in the overwhelming chaos. The embrace of the sisters was unfamiliar and cold, just to survive under the raging fear, far from the warmth and softness of the biological mother. The breath of love.
The child on the ground struggled and howled, and the cry was extremely pitiful. Shen Yuan was a young lady from the Gaomen Courtyard. She had never heard it before, and she could not imagine that a person could make such a desperate sound.
"Later one year, I was walking in the mountains and saw hunters setting traps. Wild animals fell into them and were caught and slaughtered. They made the same cry." Shen Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, turned over and raised his elbow to support his chin. He hooked his lips and looked at Feiyue: "I was shocked at that time. For the first time, I discovered that being born as a human being is not much more noble than animals. They harm each other, plot against each other, and make mistakes... Perhaps, humans are not as good as animals."
In her impression, Human Ya had given out its bestial desires, grabbed the woman's hair, and dragged her out of the door. The child was lying on the cold, hard ground, naked and covered in blood. The woman's screams were not far away. When it came, everyone was as quiet as stone, wishing they could hold their breath.
After a long, long time, until there was no movement outside, a young woman looked around, gritted her teeth, and braved to crawl over to see how the child was doing. She only got closer, lowered her face and took a look, and she was almost frightened. She went crazy, her eyes widened, and she gasped for air with her mouth wide open. The child seemed to still have some consciousness, and there were a few broken sounds in her throat. The woman lost control in an instant, and touched the child's face with trembling hands, and tears fell. Not a single bit of the dirt that hit the child's face can be washed away.
Infected by the woman's emotions, everyone's eyes were red and their shoulders were trembling. Invariably, they even cried silently, for fear that if someone came back, they would be the next to suffer. Shen Yuan was among them, and he was even more shocked. I was even more afraid, so I didn't shed a single tear.
"From that moment on, I remembered... people who have no strength, skills, or sharpness, once they fall to the bottom, most of them will not end well." Shen Yuan lay back on the pillow again, closed his eyes and felt relieved. .
Unknowingly, the storyteller fell asleep, and there were two more lines of tears on the face of the person listening to the story. Feiyue wiped her eyes, got out of bed and tucked Shen Yuan into bed. With the earth dragon, the people in the garden The night is warmer than in the building, so people who are cold and afraid of the cold can have a good sleep.