Chapter 129: Reborn

At night, Yun'an was once again carried back by the maids. Lin Buxian washed the cloth and wiped Yun'an's face as usual. When he came back, Yun'an was already sitting on the bed, smiling and looking at Lin Buxian.
Lin Buxian sat beside Yun'an and handed the steaming net cloth to Yun'an: "Pretending to be drunk again?"
Yunan smiled "hehe", took the cloth and wiped his face carefully, jokingly said: "You are so cute, so you can believe it if you try again."
Lin Buxian hooked the corner of his mouth, naturally took the net cloth in Yun'an's hand, and replied, "I think you and the eldest brother-in-law are so close, I thought it was really drunk."
Lin Buxian got up and put the net cloth back into the basin. Hearing Yun'an said, "What can you do with a group of men?"
Lin Buxian lowered his eyes and said nothing, blew out the light and returned to the bed.
Yun An moved towards Lin Buxian, looked at Lin Buxian with the faint light, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"what?"
"Why do I feel that you are not in a good mood? Sisters' tea talks are unpleasant?" Yun An only asked tentatively, but Lin Buxian's silence was exchanged, and Yun An moved to Lin Buxian's side. , Asked: "I really told you? What happened?"
There was another long silence before Lin Buxian spoke, and told Yun'an about the matter that his third sister Lin Buyun had said. Yunan was also silent after listening.
Lin Buxian let out a sigh, and said quietly, "Perhaps I can understand your mood at that time." The "at that time" in Lin Buxian's mouth was a long time ago, but Yun An's heart accurately reflected it. What happened at the time.
"Yixi, can I hug you?"
Lin Buxian nodded, fearing that Yun'an would not be able to see it, so he said "Yes."
Yun An lay down next to Lin Buxian's arm, and raised an arm through the gap between Lin Buxian's neck and the pillow, and took the person into his arms, letting Lin Buxian rest his shoulder.
Yun'an's chin rested on Lin Buxian's head, rubbed it gently, and asked, "It feels bad in my heart, right?"
"Ok."
"Is there a feeling of suffocation, suffocation, weakness and anger?"
Yun'an's description accurately hit Lin Buxian's heart wall, and the emotions that wanted to explode but couldn't find an outlet were suddenly vented.
Lin Buxian grabbed a corner of Yun'an's shirt and held it in his hand. He didn't speak again until the snow-white, flat fabric wrinkled: "What the third sister said is actually nothing strange. I don't know what's wrong. When I heard the third sister talk about it in a...indifferent attitude, I suddenly felt sad. I...was thinking of you at that time, and I was thinking, then, are you and me now? I have the same feeling? What makes me even more uncomfortable is that except for the third sister, all three of our sisters have read books, but why the eldest sister and the second sister are as indifferent as the third sister? Obviously all women, the rabbit died Even the fox is sad, how can they even make waves..."
Lin Buxian felt that the person holding his arms was shaking slightly, and immediately stopped talking, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? Are you sick? My head hurts again? I'll call the doctor."
Yun An held Lin Buxian's body tightly to prevent her from leaving. Yun'an nestled in Lin Buxian's neck, took a deep breath, and said, "Yixi, do you know? I'm very happy you can Realizing this, I want to dream about it! Because, because you are such a beautiful woman in my heart, almost perfect existence, but..." Yunan felt a dull pain in his heart, and did not continue, just holding Lin Buxian's arms became tighter and tighter, as if he was about to draw people into his body before giving up.
Lin Buxian felt the pain, but did not say a word. She could feel that Yun An was undergoing a certain emotional baptism. Although she did not know what it was, she could guess the source of this emotion and today's events, or It's about yourself.
Lin Buxian nestled quietly beside Yun'an. She couldn't separate a hand to hug Yun'an and comfort Yun'an, so she could only accompany him quietly.
Yun An felt that his eye sockets were a little wet, and his throat choked.
No one knows how lonely Yun'an has been in the past six months. Since coming here, Yun'an's heart has been reduced to an isolated island. Everything here is incompatible with Yun'an's original life. The most terrifying thing is... The woman's Yunan has just crossed into a time and space that is extremely restrained by women.
The women here are extremely materialized by many "ethics". The sad thing is that most of the women are in a state of numbness. Not only will they not feel unfair, but they will even feel that this is "justified". Xingji has used this kind of thinking and "rules" all his life. "Self-discipline, and transmit to the next generation, from generation to generation...
Yunan knows that this is not the fault of the female group, nor is it the fault of a single woman. In such an era of information, traffic congestion, and in an environment where there is basically no mechanization at all, physical fitness determines a person's value and ability to survive. Compared with most men, women have an absolute disadvantage in this respect. Under the feudal patrilineal society, most women are like vines and can only survive by relying on men.
But all of this was extremely suffocating to Yun'an, a visitor from the outside world.
She is powerless, let alone allowed to change this huge world. Everything here is like a whetstone, constantly polishing the edges and corners of Yun'an. Yun'an is very afraid that if this continues, one day she will be assimilated.
Once upon a time, how much did Yun'an wish someone could understand what he was thinking? She threw the seeds of thought into Lin Buxian's heart in a subtle way...
Unconsciously, those seeds actually took root and sprouted out of the heart.
Yun An was excited and delighted, but her heart ached after a short while.
But what's next? In such an era, the awakening will be accompanied by endless pain, for a lifetime!
The suffocation that Lin Buxian felt today is just the beginning, and the days to come will be long...
Yun An can't wait to smoke himself, why should he owe so much? He said he was only a recorder, thinking that trying to save Lin Mansion was his limit, but he ignored more important things.
Why do you owe such consideration? I haven't decided whether to stay, why change the people who belong to this era?
Lin Buxian is not a Blue Star. She has no way to think beyond this era. If she loses her company and has awakened her "self-awareness", she will be driven to death by this era!
Thoughts are like fire, and a single spark can start a prairie fire...
"Yun'an?" Lin Buxian's eyes were full of worry. She stared at Yun'an without turning her eyes. She clearly heard a sobbing, low and sad, the kind of voice that could not be suppressed.
There was only one sound, but it pierced Lin Buxian's heart, strong and desperate.
"I'm sorry, Yixi... Maybe I, I really shouldn't, I'm not... I'm not." Maybe, I really shouldn't be here, and I'm not a qualified time traveler.
This time, no one except Yun An could understand what she was trying to say, including Lin Buxian.
Yun'an's mind heard what her relatives and sister said to her suddenly. The eldest sister said: "A person has to go through many reincarnations in his life, and each time is painful. Passive degeneration is more painful than active, and some pain is accompanied by it. During the entire transformation process, some will suddenly come to the door at some point, and no one can escape."
Yun'an's eldest sister is one of the thousands of ordinary women in Blue Star. If Yun'an is inheriting all the advantages of her parents, Yunan's eldest sister Yunping is just the opposite. When Yun Ping said this, Yun'an was still young. It was when he was youthful and presumptuous, and it was naturally impossible for Yun'an, who was always the emperor's proud son, to understand.
To this day, Yun'an is holding Lin Buxian tightly, and this thing that has long been in the depths of memory suddenly emerges.
Two people who have also undergone transformation are crossing the vicissitudes of life and embracing each other through the mountains and rivers.
The eldest sister's words came true, Lin Buxian's transformation was active, and Yun'an's transformation was passive.
Yun'an finally realized her mistake. Compared with her eldest sister in her early twenties, she lacked too much wisdom in life. Yun'an, who had walked all the way as the proud son of the emperor, finally ate the bitter fruit of pride.
For a long time, Yun'an has more or less "highly civilized" arrogance in his heart. Sometimes Yunan can realize it, and sometimes he will pretend to be confused even if he realizes it.
Yun An never admits that she despises this time and space, let alone the majority of people here who are numb and devoid of humanity. She self-righteously thinks that her thoughts are "high-level", sowing seeds in Lin Buxian's heart, but ignores " Respect.
Yun An had never asked Lin Buxian if he was willing, but he rudely felt that the worldly customs Lin Buxian had experienced were "wrong". Now that Lin Buxian has awakened his "self-awareness", Yun An is still "going or staying." "Wandering between the scales.
Imagine that after he left, Lin Buxian would bear the loneliness he had endured ten times, one hundred times.
Yunan finally shed tears of regret...
Yun An finally understood what Professor Li said, what does it mean to live like a stone, humble and lurking in the dust, but unfortunately... it's too late.
Lin Buxian felt the dampness in the neck fossa, and was shocked. She struggled to free herself from Yun'an's "shackles" and held Yun'an's cheeks gently, softening her voice, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Sorry, Yixi, I'm so naive..."
"Why do you say that suddenly? I don't think you did something wrong, or did you think of something sad?"
Yun An sniffed, crying tears and staring at Lin Buxian, murmured guiltily: "I'm just thinking, if I'm gone, how lonely you should be. There will be no one who understands you in the future."
Lin Buxian's tugging, the question of "parting" was formally brought to the surface.