"For a girl who has just begun to fall in love, it must not be difficult to understand that even a one-time relationship can become the lover of her dreams, right?" Shuangye also sighed, and then slowly said:
"And for a woman who has just lost her parents and has no one to live with... she has been looked down upon for the sake of her livelihood. She is full of poems but can only copy those boring official documents. She lives in the grief of her parents' passing every day.
Every day seems to be just for the sake of having food to eat tomorrow, and every day I am squandering my remaining dignity just to live.”
"For such a woman, the man she once met is like a straw for a drowning person. He is the only embellishment in her miserable life that can make her laugh and give her life hope and meaning.
.The world is so difficult. Everyone living in troubled times is like a rootless duckweed, with no guarantee of survival. The past is full of sorrow, and the future is full of suffering. Without some pursuit, people cannot survive."
"Every time the little girl feels that she can't live anymore, she doesn't want to continue such a meaningless life, and she doesn't want to reunite with her parents in her dreams again and again, only to find nothing when she wakes up... Every time this happens, the little girl
I will always think of His Highness, and imagine that I can be in love with a harmonious and elegant husband like you for the rest of my life. Only by imagining that wonderful future can I have the motivation to continue living..."
Even when she knew that the two of them were destined to have no future, when talking about the dream marriage life, Shuangye's eyes were still filled with longing. In fact, she was very beautiful, with delicate and delicate facial features and a fascinating bookish air.
.If Imagawa Yoshimoto had never met Ginkgo...
Imagawa Yoshimoto shook his head - such an assumption is meaningless, and even thinking about this idea will make him feel a little unhappy. Yes, he just met Ginkgo, there is no if. So he and Shuangye are destined to
Not possible.
And Imagawa Yoshimoto also understands the "pursuit" Shuangye said. Isn't this what he said to Ginkgo?
In this troubled world, separation and death, and the destruction of families and people have become commonplace. Even if you are a prime minister or a famous person, you don't know if you will see the sun of tomorrow - even if you don't have to face the foreign enemies approaching the city, you still can't.
There is no way to prevent the "lower overcoming the superior" trend that is popular all over the world. A surprise attack or rebellion by a small person may cause the big person to die without a burial place - not to mention the thousands of people in the world who are not even small people...
…
For them, just living is already an extremely difficult thing. A random military rebellion, a turmoil, or even a robbery is enough to kill them.
Nothing lasts forever, nothing lasts long-term, nothing lives and works in peace and contentment... Everyone's tomorrow is full of variables, and everyone doesn't know what the future will be like or where life will go - the sense of stability that human beings need most is exactly the same.
It is the most luxurious object in this era. The unknown and fear of the future hang over everyone's head, making them uneasy and trembling.
If you are allowed to be dominated by this fear day and night, thinking about what to do in the future day and night - only to find that no matter what you do, it is impossible to be complete, or even powerless - what a painful and torturous life it will be?
Therefore, countless residents in troubled times have learned to be numb, naturally avoiding discussions about future dangers, and living one day at a time - human shortsightedness, is it not a form of psychological self-protection? Because the longer you look, the more desperate you will feel.
But what is the difference between a life of muddling through and a domesticated animal in captivity? Therefore, many people are unwilling to accept their lives and live in such a muddle-headed way. They feel that living like this is worse than death. How is it different from the walking dead?
So they have pursuits - power, fame, money, wine, beautiful women... all kinds of pursuits.
Since you cannot pursue a stable future, then do your best to enjoy the beautiful things in the world. Only by fantasizing about these pursuits can people have the motivation to work hard to live - because if you die, you will not be able to enjoy it.
That's why Imagawa Yoshimoto said to Ginkgo, let her find some pursuit, because without pursuit, she can't survive in troubled times.
What does Imagawa Yoshimoto himself pursue? Unlike those secular samurai, this arty monk is more romantic, not the vulgar fame and wealth - but flowers, birds, wind, moon, poems and songs, famous mountains and rivers, and of course
There is family happiness. In the past twenty years, he has worked hard to live for this. Every time when his life is hanging by a thread, he always thinks, "If I die, I will never enjoy those good things again."
Only then did he have the motivation to continue fighting for survival. Now, in addition to those pursuits, there may be a family responsibility before him.
What is Shuangye pursuing? In fact, she is very similar to Imagawa Yoshimoto. What she cares about is not the worldly food, rice, oil and salt, but like a romantic literati, she longs for a beautiful love. It is not about marrying a man who is able to do farm work and support the family.
A stout man, but a romantic and talented man who can match her talent and can compete with her poetry. Maybe it is a bit unrealistic, but the pursuit is always unrealistic. The reality is already so cruel, how can we not allow it?
What about people pursuing something out of the ordinary?
Both parents died, and a woman was alone, having to bow her head in order to survive - the hardships of the past few years were really too cruel for a talented literary woman. That's why she immersed everything in her own pursuit, relying on that fantasy
The love in her heart supported her through every day.
So in the eyes of Imagawa Yoshimoto, he and Shuangye only had a few friendships, and the total time they saw each other was less than 10 days. There shouldn't be any feelings. But in Shuangye's heart, this is what she thinks about day and night.
I thought about love for more than two thousand days and nights - and this illusory pursuit was projected on the individual Imagawa Yoshimoto, giving him a meaning that he did not have - it was a girl's love for beauty.
desire. Therefore, there will be a significant temperature difference in the relationship between Shuangye and Imagawa Yoshimoto - to put it bluntly, Shuangye is self-moved and self-guided too much.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But Imagawa Yoshimoto understands Shuangye very well, and understands that her life depends entirely on that pursuit. Why doesn't he live just for pursuit?
Thinking about it this way, it may be more cruel to force her to get married, raise a husband and raise children. Compared with living a lonely life in the pursuit of fantasy - letting her accept the broken pursuit and having to marry someone she doesn't love -
— will be more painful.
Thinking of this, Imagawa Yoshimoto let out a long sigh, and did not try to persuade Shuangye any more, but sat down at the table in front of her.
"Drink." Shuangye did not make tea for Imagawa Yoshimoto, but took out two bottles of wine from the cabinet, tried his best to squeeze out a smile and said: "It's the Mingguo wine from Jiayan. When I was a child, I always said that it is the best wine to wait for.
The little girl drank it when she got married... The family Yan didn't wait until that day, and the little girl probably wouldn't have another chance to get married, so she just drank it like this."
By the time Imagawa Yoshimoto woke up again, it was already night.
Imagawa Yoshimoto only felt dizzy all over, and the pain in his head was as sharp as tearing - is Mingguo's drinking so strong?
He started to recall the details before he fell drunk, but found that he couldn't remember anything. He clearly felt that he didn't drink much - is this the fragment that Ginkgo often encounters when he wakes up and forgets what happened before going to bed?
"I didn't expect His Highness to drink so badly." Shuangye on the side handed Imagawa Yoshimoto a cup of tea as if nothing had happened. Only then did Imagawa Yoshimoto realize that there was a woman in the room, and he quickly looked at himself and Shuangye.
Clothes - I breathed a sigh of relief when I found that they were all neat.
"I'm very sorry. I'm so rude. I've caused you trouble." Imagawa Yoshimoto endured his headache and bowed to Shuangye. Then he stood up and said, "It's too late, so I have to excuse myself. It's not good to be outside."
overnight."
"This is the last time we meet, can't you stay with the little girl for a while longer?" Shuangye sighed, and went to open the door for Imagawa Yoshimoto with some sadness.
"We will come again next year." Imagawa Yoshimoto smiled hard, and while holding on to the wall and walking out of the door, he said to Shuangye: "I was too self-righteous before, and I will never force the young lady to get married in the future."
"Huh?" Shuangye was stunned for a moment, and the towel in his hand fell to the ground. He looked at Imagawa Yoshimoto in disbelief: "Why didn't His Highness tell you earlier..."
"I just figured it out not long ago..." Imagawa Yoshimoto did not ponder the meaning of Shuangye's words, but was focused on going home, "Goodbye! I'm sorry."
On the way back to Imagawakan, Imagawa Yoshimoto, who had a splitting headache, tried his best to control the horse and sat down. Several times he felt like he was about to fall off the horse - but in those days there was no concept of drunk driving, nor was it possible to drink without riding a horse, and without riding a horse.
Drinking, so Imagawa Yoshimoto naturally had no awareness of this. However, after he almost fell down several times in a row, he not only began to doubt whether it was also because Uesugi Sadamasa, the head of the Ogitani Uesugi family, fell to his death from his horse.
Drank too much.
After returning to the castle tower, Ginkgo, the sleeping baby, had already fallen asleep, and Imagawa Yoshimoto's mattress was spread beside him. Imagawa Yoshimoto was tiptoeing about to get into bed, but he found Imagawa Goro appearing outside the door.
"Goro, why aren't you asleep yet?" Imagawa Yoshimoto was afraid of waking up Ginkgo - although it is actually difficult to wake up a sleeping Ginkgo - but Imagawa Yoshimoto still lowered his voice and asked.
"Coming back so late and still smelling of alcohol, dad won't go out to look for women, right?" Imagawa Goro looked suspicious, tilted his head, and stared at Imagawa Yoshimoto with his big eyes.
"What are you talking about? Go to sleep." Imakawa Yoshimoto suddenly had black lines on his face - why is this little child so full of these things in his head? Sure enough, he accidentally saw the things in the whale house that time.
Did you start education early?
"Really?" Imagawa Goro pouted, his eyes full of disbelief.
"Don't talk about this all day, you will spoil your younger brothers and sisters." Imagawa Yoshimoto covered himself with the quilt, looked back at Imagawa Goro and said, "Close the door for dad, and you should go to bed early."