Chapter 79: : Parting is to meet again

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I slept again, and when I woke up, I squinted to see a tall figure at the head of the bed. Sleepy asked: "You are back? What did Lu Shao ask you for?"
"I asked Lu Shao to separate the mage."
I was shocked and my eyes widened. Bright sunlight shining through the window was projecting on the tall man, shining brightly. The familiar sharp eyes are looking at me.
"How do you..." I wanted to ask him how he came in, and he didn't ask if he left. There is always a way to do what he wants.
"What's the matter?" The plan was to sit up and hold his stomach, not so neat. He leaned over and kneaded the blanket beside him, leaned against my back, and helped me sit up by holding my waist.
I don't like this kind of physical contact, my face is a bit hot. Seeing him sitting on the edge of the bed carelessly, close to me. I couldn't get away from him. Thinking about how he would treat a pregnant woman, I let go of my worries and stared at him without fear.
He didn't speak for a long time, just looked at me. There were a few red lines in the eagle's eyes, lined with darkened eye circles, and inexplicable sorrow flowed from the bottom of his eyes. Staring straight at him with his eyes, his heart seemed to be beaten and suddenly panicked.
"Little General..."
"Will you still call me unprecedented?" He lowered his head and sighed faintly, with a bitter bitterness in his tone.
"Monson..." Thoughts moved, he didn't want to look into his eyes, and asked Zheng Zheng, "You opened the mage and came to see me alone, there must be something to say. What is it?"
The corners of the lips were thick, with a bitter smile, and then suddenly the face was turned, and the answer was not asked: "Yao Chang sent an envoy to invite Master Rosh to lecture in Chang'an, do you know this?"
I nodded and wondered, why did he talk about it?
"The meaning of Lu's compilation can be exchanged for money with Yao Chang by Master. Lu Guang agrees. But you know why the Master didn't succeed in the end?" His eyes kept wandering in my face, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. When dealing with me alone, he always used the scornful tone to directly call the names of the Lu family.
"Isn't it said that Lu Guang was worried about Roche's cunning, fearing that he would go against Lu's Liang Kingdom when he went to Chang'an?"
He smiled contemptuously and snorted: "It is indeed true. However, this is not what Lu Guang said."
Understood, the probe asked him: "Is it you?"
He nodded, and a cheeky face appeared on the firm line: "I told Lu Shao, and then this stupid man persuaded his father."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Because I can't let you go." He stood up, pacing the room with his hands on his back, the sun shining on his straight, broad shoulders, setting off a half-dark complexion.
"It is also my idea to return to the palace, including letting Lu Shao tell Lu Guang that, before the countries are competing to hire the Master, it is Lu Guang who will declare the world that Master Rosh has used it for him, so as not to have the heart of other powers."
"Monson, how does this do you good?"
He stopped and stared at me straight, sneering: "I changed my mind, I don't plan to kill you, but I can't let other people get you. Lv's faint, put you in Lv's hands, I can rest assured ."
I sighed bitterly: "You don't have to worry anymore, I haven't been in a few days..." I'm leaving, that's what happened these days?
He approached me slowly, and sat down next to me again. The anger in his eyes faded, and there was grief in his chest. His chest shook slightly. He swallowed his throat and suddenly grabbed my hand: "Do you hate me?"
I want to break away, but he is grasped with more force. My struggle has always been useless in front of him, simply followed him. Facing his sad eyes, he smiled faintly: "You tell me, do you want me to hate you? Isn't that what you want? From then on, I can't tell anyone about the king's art, and nobody Knowing your ambitions prevents you from achieving hegemony."
"Yes, save me the hesitation about whether I should kill you every day." He laughed with his head up, but the laughter was full of sorrow.
He smiled for a while, and the corners of his mouth gradually fell, pinching my hand hard, as if hoping to see me showing pain. "You die, it is indeed more beneficial to me. A woman like you should not live in this world."
His voice trembled slightly, and I endured a wave of strength on my wrist, and tried to laugh hard: "Monson, I don't hate you. Everything is destiny, it has already been set. I am in this world, There is no time to hate..."
With a loose wrist, he let go of me. Staring staringly at my face, my eyes floated confused. With a bitter smile, he shook his head and murmured: "You don't even have hate..."
"Monson, you will build a state and become an overlord, but it is not a person endowed by the times to end the chaotic world." I told him calmly, "Your life is also determined long ago."
The loose eagle eyes refocused, and the deep eyes fell on my face for a long time, chewing bitterly: "Fate..."
With a sneer, a long sigh: "Fate...you and I met in this way, it's also fate..."
He shook his head and turned to one side. When I turned my eyes to me again, the sorrow in my eyes faded away, and after a moment of contemplation, I asked, "What is your wish?"
"Meng Xun, the Master wanted to dig a grotto in the Tianti Mountain and build a big Buddhist temple, but Lu Guang stopped him. You will be stationed in Guzang in the future. Maybe you can help the Master to fulfill this wish?"
"Okay, I promise you." He nodded seriously. "After I became a monarch, I appointed a Master as a national teacher and enshrined the country."
Just about to say thanks, he suddenly asked again: "Is there any other wish?"
I thought about it and said, "I hope you will be kind to the people, and there will be no more cannibalism in Liangzhou. There is also respect for Confucianism and Confucianism, so that talented Han Chinese can settle down in the northwest."
"Okay, I'll do all this." He nodded, leaning closer to me, eagle eyes hovering over my face, "Is there anything else to tell me?"
I remembered Roche who had been waiting alone for sixteen years after leaving, with a panic acid in his nose. Stabilize your emotions and look at Monson: "After I leave, I will not embarrass the Master. Using your relationship with Lu Shao, at least let him have some freedom."
"Okay, I will be doing my best to help the mage one day when I'm in Zangang." He moved closer, only half a foot away from me, and his voice was lowered, "Is there any more? Tell me?"
I turned my head away, heard the expectation in his voice, and asked, "What do you want me to say?"
He was shocked, shook his head for a while, and sat upright, smiling bitterly: "Nothing..."
He stood up, walked slowly towards the door, and opened the door. In summer, Jiaoyang looks like a fire, dyed a fiery red back. Footsteps stagnate at the door, but do not look back. There was a faint sigh in the hot air:
"Ai Qing, let's go..."
My nose is sour. Monson would not know that I left this time and space, he thought I was not far from death. This sentence "go well" is his last blessing to me. Is it life away, or death? When I come back, I should have no chance to see him again, just as I will never see Vrsati. Although I have always been on the alert, he hasn't really done anything to hurt me. I should be grateful to him. After all, he has been helping me in his way. So, looking at his tall back, I said quietly in my heart: Thank you, Monson...
Roche helped me put on the anti-radiation clothes, took the time to cross the watch, and carried the big bag. Pile by pile, piece by piece, meticulous and patient. I thought these things would never be needed again, but now, I still need to rely on these ties with the 21st century to save my life and my baby. In a trance, Roche put a thick cotton coat on my abdomen to prevent me from harming my baby when I landed.
The tip of his nose exuded fine beads of sweat, and when he leaned down, he saw that his back was wet. The monk's clothes adhered stickily, and outlined a lean back line.
Wrapped in cotton, I was sweating hot. He wiped the sweat beads from my forehead, held my head, and said softly: "Before you left, Roche didn't say goodbye to you. This time, finally Roche sent you away."
His nose was sour and he was about to cry. He kissed my eyes and kissed the teardrops: "Don't cry. It's bad for the baby."
Stroking the Adelaide silk tied around my neck, entangled my right hand into my hand, and touched the wedding ring on his hand. Today, he deliberately took the ring off his neck and put it on his ring finger. At this moment, hanging on his chest was a string of worn and worn beads.
Gently hugged me into my arms and smiled and said, "We are apart to meet again. So, you and I are not allowed to cry. You are just going back to your mother's house, and Rosh will smile and take you away."
Nod and laugh hard. I hope that in sixteen years, when he thinks of me, he is the most beautiful smile.
"Rosh, you can translate Buddhist scriptures when you are free, and don't clash with the Lu people. I know you disdain prophecies like Chenwei. However, in order to live better, sometimes it is necessary to give up."
I have told him everything that will happen in the future. "Book of Jin" records his divine powers, what a strong wind predicts war, from the strange thing that the sow gave birth to a three-body pig, it is inferred that Lu Zuo will be usurped, and so on. He always shook his head after hearing it, but he no longer rejected it as before.
Take out the notes that have been recorded intermittently for two years: "This is the investigation log. There are historical events that have occurred and are about to happen in the sixteen countries, and there is a narrative of my mood."
Opening the notebook, a photo of me and my parents is sandwiched in it: "After I leave, if you miss me, you can read my notes and photos. I never thought of leaving this note before, so I wrote it according to my habits. Simplified words after a thousand years. You have to read from left to right, not from top to bottom. In the past few days, I have made a comparison table, the time is too tight, I am afraid I can’t do it all. What I wrote, neither do you Must understand..."
"It doesn't matter. Rosh will study carefully. Familiar with the characters of your era and the habit of writing in that era." He took it solemnly and raised his eyes with a smile. "Roshi doesn't understand at the moment, but it has been 16 years. Time can be seen slowly. When you come back, ask where you don’t understand..."
Looking at his clear face, he was still trying to smile. The light grey eyes flashed, and my figure became hazy in the water vapor.
The nose was sour again, forcing the bitter pain, and holding his hand finely: "The year before you went to Chang'an, the famine was worse than this time, and the population in the city was almost lost. These are fate and cannot be recovered. When you cannot save others, you must first save yourself. Because, your mission will not be completed until Changan."
Less than half a year after Lu Guang's death, Lu Zhuo killed Lu Shao. Lv Hong also wanted to be king, so he competed with Lü Zhuan and was defeated by Lv Zuo. Two years later, Lv Chao killed Lv Zuo and helped his own elder brother Lv Long to come to power. Less than half a year later, Lu Long surrendered to Yao Xing under famine and siege. In the three years after Lv Guang's death, Lv's sons only cared for infighting, Liangzhou mourned Hongye, the people did not talk about life, and it was even more miserable than when Lv Guang was. Such chaos, but I can't spend time with him. Thinking of these, my heart is like a car running over, and the pain is unbearable.
"Ai Qing!" He gently covered my mouth and shook his head, sighing slightly, "Rosh is no longer the ecstatic mage of Guizi. I know how to get along with the superiors and how to forbear ideally. Don’t worry about me, sixteen years, Roche can bear it..."
I nodded, thinking that I could not help crying again, and quickly sucked my nose and said: "Also, remember to eat on time, not picky food. Use hot water every night to burn my feet, so that winter frostbite will not recur. Hand also Rub more slices. You sleep too much, so you can’t sleep well. When I’m away, if you have the conditions, remember to drink some cow milk before going to bed. Don’t read too long at night, otherwise your eyesight will be damaged. I don’t want to come back Bring you myopic glasses..."
I whispered and wished to finish everything. He just nodded tenderly, wiped my forehead with a veil, and wiped away sweat beads for me. Finally, I was tired myself. There seemed to be a lot to say, but I didn't know how to say it, staring at him in a daze.
"Finished?" I knocked on my head and said in a pretense relaxed tone, "That's Roche's turn to tell you. No one will look after you when you go back. Don't stay up late and sleep less. Don't see what you like to eat. Keep talking, don’t forget..."
"Okay, I know it." I threw my tongue at him, looking at the cotton coat on my stomach with a bitter face. "If you continue, I'm going to sweat."
He froze for a moment, his eyes fell on my stomach, secretly turned his head to wipe the corners of his eyes, and hugged me tightly: "It must be remembered that keeping yourself is the most important. The second is the child..."
"You can rest assured that my era is very advanced in technology and will definitely give birth to a baby..."
"Ai Qing..." He sighed and put his hand on my swollen belly, his eyes dimmed, "Sorry, Roche can't raise our children with you, and you have to work hard..."
"The baby will know that it has the best dad in the world." With a choked throat, he raised his right hand and raised the agate arm bead. At noon, the sunlight passed through the diamond windows, and the room was illuminated brightly. On the crystal agate, the seven beautiful handwriting of "Let's live up to the world" shine brightly.
"This string of beads, I will leave it to the baby in the future..."
He nodded and raised his right hand to reveal the string of beads that belonged to him. He closed his big eyes, raised his neck like a swan, and any two lines of tears slipped down his face...
The lingering kiss finally came to an end, and his quiet sandalwood fragrance remained between his lips and teeth. He slowly let me go and helped me put on gloves and hoods. When I unscrew the button, the green light flashes and starts counting seconds. It was only a minute, watching the stopwatch beating, telling myself not to cry, I would leave with a smile. Although he couldn't see with the balaclava, he must have felt it.
Facing me, he slowly retreated towards the door. Eyes are always wrapped around me, endless nostalgia. Retreat to the door and hold the door leaf in hand. The strong light from outside the house was splashing on him, and the maroon monk turned into a yellowish hue, and the naked half-arm reflected the halo of wheat. He took a deep breath and looked again, as if to freeze the picture in his mind from now on.
I nodded and smiled, only half a minute later, he was still looking at me.
"Rosh, close the door." My voice trembled as well. "Remember not to look at the light waiting for a while. Make sure there is no more light in the room before you can come in..."
I don't remember how many times this was a bite. My eyes cannot be removed from him, this is the last one...
The door finally closed. The stopwatch showed that it was less than ten seconds...
"Rosh, wait for me..."
"Hmm..." There was a strong nasal voice in the voice, which passed through the door gap and drifted in.
In the past two years, I once again felt the turning of Tengyun. I heard him shouting at the moment when he was empty: "My wife, live alive..."
Did I cry? I don’t remember. In the time and space transition, I was drowsy, just subconsciously protecting the abdomen. Baby, you must stand up...
A tumult of footsteps sounded in his ears, and his eyes were strenuously opened, and a few people in white coats appeared in the blurred vision. I was put on a stretcher and grabbed the people around me, recognizing researcher Xiao Nie. Before the coma, I only knew to say one sentence repeatedly: "Keep my child..."