Chapter 50: : Love in the heart of a man

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Wangcheng to Qiaoli Temple is only 40 miles away, and it would have been there in a day. However, in order to wait for Lu Guang, he departed for a long time in the morning before starting again, and it was a turtle speed along the way, so he stopped in front of a village at more than four in the afternoon and had to rest overnight before arriving at the temple the next day.
The village is very small, so a large group of attendants are busy camping by the Tongchang River to cook, and in a short while there will be smoke and smoke, and rows of tents.
After I was placed in the tent, I never came out again. Although eager to see him, but his identity cannot be revealed now, he can only bear it. Vshatipah went to Bai Zhen and Lu Guang for dinner. He promised to help me give the ointment to heal bruises. Yesterday I asked Xiao Xuan to help me find the best ointment for possible needs. I didn't expect to use it so quickly.
Xiao Xuan arranged for her to serve me, a close-knit girl, also a Han, who she brought from Chang'an. Having eaten dinner without any taste, let Mier remove the complicated headgear that Xiao Xuan combed me early in the morning and revert to my most natural shawl hair. It was getting dark, and cheerful singing, dancing, and giggling came from outside. Lu Guang regarded the ritual Buddha as an outing and brought so many kabukis. I don't know if he can let Rosh torture away at dinner.
Rosh, so close to you, but unable to see you and comfort you. I really hate myself for being useless. I have so much historical knowledge, but I cannot rescue my beloved.
I stared at the tent door absently for a long time. The time passed slowly. I didn't know how long I sat down. The curtain was finally lifted. Vshatti poked in half of her body, her face flushed, and she stumbled. I hurried towards him, and smelled strong alcohol before I even approached him.
Reaching to support him, he found that someone was already holding him behind him. Seeing no real in the dark, afraid to be recognized, quickly put on the veil.
A brown corner of the clothes flew in front of his eyes, his heart beating wildly. The lonely figure supported Vshatipah, the dim light of the oil lamp struck his well-defined features, and the sad, deep eyes were staring at me closely.
It was like being acupunctured, forgetting all words. But I haven't seen him in two days. Why do he think he is terrible?
"Ai Qing, I brought him to you." Vishpatti spit her eyes with red eyes.
We all recovered in an instant, and he laboredly helped Vesati into the tent, and placed him on a simple bed made of blankets. Look around and let Miller go out to rest.
"I tell you, I gave up her for eleven years because she was a fairy and she didn't belong here." Vishati lying on the blanket shouted to get up and was held by Roche.
He grabbed Rosh's robe and shouted: "She came back to save you, but what did you do to her? See what she is like now. She hasn't closed her eyes for a few days, and she fainted today."
Roche looked at his brother gently and whispered: "You are working hard today, go to sleep."
"I promised her that I wanted to find a good woman and live happily. I did it, but what about her?" Vishati fell on the pillow, still pulling Roche's monk's clothes with one hand, her eyes blurred, "She loves Going to you is doomed to have no ending. You can’t protect her, you can’t give anything. I really shouldn’t let go..."
Roche turned his head to look at me, and let Vshatti grasp his clothes without saying anything. The sadness at the bottom of the eyes was like a river running, but he tried to restrain his eyes into the bottom of his eyes.
"She really shouldn't fall in love with you..." Vishati released her hand, mumbled her eyes, and made a few inaudible syllables, gasping for sleep.
We are still looking at each other, with thousands of words flowing in our eyes. Time solidified, the hustle and bustle was dumb, and only me and him were left in the world, looking at old, no worries, no future.
After seeing each other for a long time, he asked him, "What happened to the injury?"
"Why faint?"
We were all stunned and asked at the same time.
"I'm fine..."
"I'm fine..."
Answered at the same time. We are a little dazed about such a subtle tacit understanding. Then, we stared at each other's eyes while reaching out and embracing together. The moment I put it on his chest, I closed my eyes in disbelief. How long haven't you been in this warm arms? Unwilling to open his eyes, unwilling that these are just illusions. If this hug lasts forever, I am willing to hug until the sea is dry.
"Ai Qing..." I don't know how long it was, or he broke the silence, "Why not go back?"
"If you tell me to go back, I will go back, that's not too shameless." Jiao Han answered the question I didn't want to touch with Ai Qing.
"But if you come here in danger, Roche can't protect you..." He exhaled with frustration, his eyes seemed to be blamed, but more helpless.
There was a scratch on his right cheekbone, which was a little red and swollen. Touching his wound distressedly, he still smiled on his face: "Don't forget, although I am not a fairy, it is from the future anyway. Even if I can't take you away, it is enough to protect myself."
"Ai Qing!" He took my hand on his face, his eyes circling on my face. Swallowing his throat hard, his voice hoarse, "Rosh doesn't leave because it's..."
"I understand. For the sake of ideals and missions. I will not tell you to give up again. I am too greedy and want to change history and fly with you. I only know a little about your future. All the records are only a few words, and There are still a lot of rumors. So I want to escape because I have too much fear of the future. But I have forgotten that you are not an ordinary man. If you leave your ideals and mission, you will no longer be you. No matter how untrue your records are, there are One thing is for sure: the Buddhist scriptures you translated are beautiful and simple. After 1,650 years, they are still widely recited. Since fate is so arranged, I will conform to it instead of going against the sky."
Leaving his chest, he stared indifferently into his water-clear eyes. If this man can love him less, do I still have the courage to follow him desperately?
"But don't say those words anymore. I'm not afraid of anything. I'm afraid to hear you say that. It's really sad..."
He reached out and touched my face, apologetic and sad. The corners of the mouth were trembling, and the shining light flashed in his eyes: "I'm sorry..."
"It's okay." Shaking his head, still laughing. This is self-protection in adversity. No matter what happens, I will face it with a smile, even if it is useless to the status quo.
"In the era when I came, women were free to make decisions, and they didn’t need to rely on men for everything. So I had my own opinion, and you couldn’t stop me from saying anything. Even if I would fall head-to-head in the future, I would ask for it, and You have nothing to do. So you don’t have to promise me, don’t protect me, and don’t worry that I will complain.

"Ai Qing, you, alas... how could Rosh be so irresponsible?" He was anxious, his voice rising involuntarily. The throat knots rise and fall violently, and the crystal light in the eyes is even worse. Take a quick breath, let go of me, take a few steps, and turn your back to me.
His shoulders were still trembling slightly, staring at the oil lamp for a moment, and muttered, "Rosh said that, he really wanted to force you to go. I'm not afraid of any humiliation. But Rosh can't let you I feel a little embarrassed. If something happened to you today..."
He paused, breathing strenuously with his head half back. After a while, the breathing leveled off, before turning to face me, and the loneliness and sadness that I couldn't bear to see in my eyes: "You abandon your family and leave a better life in the future, come here to stay with me, how can I not know what you do Sacrifice? But Roche was so incompetent..."
I opened my mouth to speak, but was interrupted by him: "Vaughati is right, since Roche cannot protect you, he can only let you go and let you protect yourself."
I have vowed to myself and will not cry. But after listening to these words, he easily broke the oath. He really said those unsympathetic words in order to drive me away, which is more important to me than anything. Close to him, gently touching his thin back, softly calling: "Rosh, you are not..."
Smile hard and smile back: "You are the most persevering and gritty man I have ever seen. I will follow you until I no longer need me in your life."
"How could it not be necessary?" Suddenly hugged me and leaned down into my hair. "After you left, Roche hasn't closed his eyes. He has been asking himself for two days: what is it to you? Kind of thinking?"
"For more than 20 years, I can meet you every day for a moment. I can be satisfied. After the color ring, the desire is like the fire of hell, and it cannot be extinguished from now on. Rosh enjoys the world's greatest joy, but at the same time, his heart is suffering. It’s resistance, and the more I yearn. So I find the reason: you are a fairy. Even if the Buddha is sent, the Buddha will not blame."
He left my shoulder and stared at it carefully. The slender fingers of my bones slipped over my facial features. Two lines of tears rolled down my cheeks and gathered on the sharpened chin with the blue stubble.
"Knowing your true origins, Rosh was shocked. I thought you had no fairy power, and I would only suffer after that. Those words were the first time Rosh had made a lie. His heart was like a knife, and the pain of insincere words was so true. Even worse. In the two days you left, Rosh deserved to confess to the Buddha, but he didn’t even read the scriptures anymore. Worrying about your safety, regretting letting you go. A lonely person, like a ten thousand ants biting heart. Such pain , Never tasted this life."
No wonder in only two days, he was so terribly thin, with bloodshot eyes. The pain he experienced was worse than mine. With a choked voice, he shouted: "Rosh..."
He left me slightly and rolled up the sleeve of his left hand. The piece of Adelaide silk was tied to his upper arm. The bright colors lined his wheat-colored skin, which was extremely beautiful.
His eyes were firm, and he said firmly, "When Vishati gave me, I knew that you were nearby, and you did not leave because of my words. At that moment, I laughed with relief. Rosh finally wanted to understand something. , Where you come from, who you are, it doesn’t matter at all. The important thing is that you came to Roche and gave me the love of men and women that I have never dared to ask for in my life. These are enough."
He withdrew his arm, touched my shoulders, and glowed in the scorching star's eyes: "Ai Qing, Roche's feelings for you are nowhere to escape, and he can only confess to Buddha: I love you, with a man's heart. Love, love for more than 20 years. Not because you are a fairy, not because of your strange origin. But because you are Ai Qing, that quietly walked into Roche’s heart from a young age, love smirk but brave and strong Woman."
"Rosh..." smiled at him, but how could not stop the tears, like the petals of the lotus sprinkled on the lapel. This is the first time he said I love you. So frankly, how hard it is for him. These words made me intoxicated by the sweetest words in the world.
Reaching out to wipe my tears, I was awe-inspiring: "Roshi will not evade feelings for you, nor will I find any reason. I wanted to keep you away from all the distress, but you still come. Ai Qing, Rosh does not I don’t want to escape my mission. But Roche is a selfish person. Since you’re here, I don’t want to let you go. It’s just that Roche himself doesn’t know what will happen tomorrow, let alone promise you. The road after this It will only get harder to go. Do you want to stick with me?"
I sniffed my nose, calmed my mind, and forcibly put on a smile: "There are two Han Han monks who are hundreds of years later than you, and Shiduo had such a conversation. Hanshan asked: Some people in the world slander me, bully me, humiliate How can I treat me, laugh at me, treat me lightly, cheat me, lie to me? Pick up and say: Just bear with him, let him, avoid him, let him, bear him, respect him, ignore him, and you will be in a few years. To see him."
Hold his hand and pass on his perseverance and hope to him: "So what we have to worry about is not what will happen tomorrow, nor the promise of the void, but whether we will sleep well tonight. We must all take care of our spirits in order to be good. Deal with tomorrow. History will soon prove that Lu Guang is just a clown, and you are the one who has passed down the ages."
"Ai Qing, the person who brought you to Roche, no matter what the purpose, Rosh would have to thank him." He kissed me hard, his hot lips fell on his eyes, eyebrows, cheeks, burning a piece of Hongxia. This is the most heart-to-heart kiss between us, which will allow us to face the wind and rain outside calmly.
"Okay, then let's face it together. We have to eat well and sleep well, and we will have strength tomorrow."
Suddenly came the hum of Vrsati, and we were all taken aback and quickly separated. I have forgotten that he is still in this tent. Look at him carefully, still asleep, snoring slightly. We smiled at each other, and suddenly remembered, we hadn't been able to ask, "What happened to Vrsati? Why are you so drunk?"
"Lv Guang wants me to break the wine ring again. He stands in front of me and drinks all the wine in the case until Lv Guang ceases under Wang's dissuasion."
The warm current rushed through, followed by heartache. He, alas... "Although I never said it, in his heart, he actually loves you..."
"I know..." Rosh covered him with a blanket, with pity in his eyes, looking at his brother's sleeping face, and sighed slightly, "Me too..."
Standing up, he hugged me again: "I really want to sleep now, I haven't slept in too long." Let me go and said softly, "Rosh went back to his tent..."
I looked up and was a little stunned: "You...you let me stay here with him?"
"Don't forget, you are his wife now. They are all Lu Guang's people. I am the elder brother. Staying in the brother's tent for too long will cause doubt."
"But I...he..."
"I believe in my younger brother..." After a pause, he urged, "Resume early and sleep well. Tomorrow, we all have more difficult things to face."
"Rosh!" shouted to him, "you have a bruise on your body and a wound on your face. I will apply ointment to you before I leave."
He smiled, took out the ointment I gave to Vrsatip from his arms, and shook it in front of me. "Having stayed too long, I must go. Rest assured, I will remember to take the medicine when I go back."
"Then you must paint..."
He seemed to remember something, stopped, and dropped the string of agate arm beads from his left hand and put it on my hand. The string of beads was too big for me to wrap around twice. He helped me fasten the buckle and said with a smile: "In the future, it will simply be changed to two strings. I and you will each have a string."
I nodded and saw a naughty look suddenly appear on his face, leaning over and sneaking across my lips. Waiting for me to react, the person has gone away, and I am left to memorize the intimate little movements of this lover alone, stroking my lips and laughing silly...
Even though Vrsati was so drunk and unconscious, I still covered my veil and went to sleep in the camp of the next man. Not worrying about Vishati, but for his understanding wife. Miller is her next to the maid, although it is sent to serve me, it is hard to guarantee that there are other intentions. But her generosity thanked me for allowing her husband to travel with a woman like this. So I have to do it well and let her feel at ease.
I slept so deeply that night, and I haven’t slept so dark for a long time. Even Fosati woke up and vomited a few times, but they were all served by Mier. I didn't know until Mier talked about it the next day. I only remember the only thought before going to bed: I want to recuperate and continue to FIGHTING tomorrow!