Chapter 105 Gone with the Wind
Dawn is approaching.
The eastern sky began to turn white, the stars disappeared, and the vast sky was dyed with a dreamy rose color.
The darkness in the house seemed to be blown away by the morning breeze.
The young man was wearing a green shirt, holding a writing brush, sitting next to the desk, his handsome face as clear and clean as morning dew.
"Miss Lu," Gu Xu said softly, "Actually, I don't mind. Really."
Lu Shiyao's remnant soul did not respond.
In the quiet room, there was only her suppressed sobs.
Gu Xu sighed.
He knows that man is a magical creature.
They can be very strong and can withstand any unimaginable pain when necessary; but in the end they always fall easily in a very soft place.
For example, the remnant soul of Lu Shiyao, for the obsession of revenge, waited tenaciously for fifteen years in this long night, but when he saw the dawn, he could no longer suppress his desire to cry. impulse.
Gu Xu felt that he should try to comfort this painful girl.
According to her mood record on the colorful flower paper, she almost never smiled after her mother died.
So Gu Xu hopes that when she disappears from the world, she can temporarily let go of her past sadness.
"Miss Lu...Shiyao?"
"...Huh?"
"Has anyone told you before that your name is very nice?"
"No...no."
"Did your father name this for you?"
"No, it's... it's my mother."
"Now, I want to tell you seriously," Gu Xu turned around with a smile as bright as the morning sun, "'Miss Lu, You have a nice name."
"Thank you...Thank you."
"Because...the moment I heard your name for the first time, I thought of something- —'Life is not just about the present, but also about poetry and the distance'
"Although it sounds a bit illusory, we can still have a little bit of good expectations for the future-at least it won't make us too happy. Through pain and confusion. ”
While talking, Gu Xu thought of his "unfortunate genius".
If it weren't for his hope for the future, he wouldn't have tried his best to fight for that slim chance of survival.
Lu Shiyao said nothing, but the sobbing suddenly stopped.
She was listening to him carefully.
"Qi Ling once said that she felt very sorry because we did not live in the same era," Gu Xu paused for a moment, then continued, "Actually... I feel very sorry for this too.< br>
"Because, if we were born in the same era, I would at least have a competitor who is equal in talent and learning, and I can experience the fun of meeting an opponent.
" Instead of being like now, I can only stand alone. On the top of the mountain, I sighed alone, "How lonely it is to be invincible." ”
Lu Shiyao suddenly laughed.
Her laughter was like her own, soft, restrained and restrained.
But Gu Xu could feel it After receiving it, her mood seemed to become much more relaxed.
"Young Master is so confident," she said in a hoarse voice.
"Thank you for the compliment." Gu Xu responded with a smile.
Chu Fengge stood aside, silently listening to the conversation between the two.
“How come Gu Xu is a braggart better than me?” He couldn’t help complaining in his heart.
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When the first ray of sunlight shone into Suxueyuan, Gu Xu stood up and left this room with Chu Fengge that had shed tears and blood.
The moment he crossed the threshold, he looked back for one last look, and then walked forward unswervingly.
He was also in a hurry to go to the Exorcism Department of Qingzhou Prefecture to collect his merits, which he could use to exchange for elixirs and improve his cultivation.
Sadness and melancholy are undoubtedly extremely luxurious emotions for him.
As soon as his life in this world began, it was already dusk.
He must seize every minute and every second and run forward with all his strength in order to grasp the slim glimmer of hope before death catches up with him.
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Walking through the verandah, through the courtyard, passing through the hall and the hanging flower door, and bypassing the colorful south gate screen wall, Gu Xu and Chu Fengge finally walked out of the main gate of Luzhai.
Wei Jiusi, a Qianhu household in Qingzhou Prefecture, had already prepared a carriage and was waiting for them outside the gate.
The practitioners of the Exorcist Department who were once trapped in the haunted house also left this terrifying ice prison one after another at this time, with the joy of surviving the disaster clearly written on their faces. .
"Master Gu successfully solved the evil-doing ghosts in the haunted house. He is really a great contributor to our Qingzhou Mansion." As soon as he saw Gu Xu, Wei Jiusi immediately welcomed him into the carriage and said enthusiastically, "As expected, he is as young and talented as the rumors say. Both wise and courageous.
"The Chief Secretary already knows about this matter. Mr. Gu, after you return to the Yamen, he wants to have an air conversation with you using the communication circle. ”
Wei Jiusi is a fifth-grade Qianhu, and Gu Xu is an eighth-grade experienced.
Logically speaking, Wei Jiusi can call Gu Xu by his first name.
But, maybe, Maybe he felt that Gu Xu had an extraordinary background, maybe he was shocked by Gu Xu's amazing efficiency in solving the Lu family's haunted house overnight, maybe he thought that Gu Xu was about to be rewarded and reused by the chief executive, but he inadvertently used the word "Sir" "The title.
"Thank you, Mr. Wei." Gu Xu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes.
History is indeed a little girl who can be dressed up by anyone.
Inadvertently, the lonely and melancholy girl became a "ghost with many evil deeds"; and Tang Hui, who tortured and killed innocent people, became a gentleman who killed relatives for justice.
While boarding the carriage, Gu Xu took one last look at the abandoned Lu family's old house.
I saw that its walls were in ruins and there was no one around.
The ice and snow have long since melted. The traces of blood have long since faded away.
It's like a bird that has eaten all its food and throws it into the forest, leaving a vast expanse of white and the earth is really clean.
At this time, Gu Xu suddenly found a pale pink flower note in his pocket.
He took it out and found a line of words written on it in beautiful small regular script with hairpin flowers:
"May everything go well for you, sir, and may you live forever."
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At the same time, in Suxue Zhai.
"Jinghong Pen" Qi Ling stood in front of the window, looking at the eastern sky.
Beside her, a slender girl appeared at some point.
Her body was translucent, floating three inches above the ground.
She was wearing a blood-stained plain white dress. Half of her face was extremely beautiful, but the other half of her face was bloody, dented and deformed, with hideous wounds.
On her wrists, she also wore a pair of heavy shackles.
The scars, shackles, and hoarse voice are all the marks left by hatred on her remaining soul.
Over the years, it was this hatred that made her become a feared demon in Qingzhou Luzhai.
But now, she was looking at the rising sun with a silly smile on her face, like an innocent child.
At her feet, there were more than twenty pieces of torn colored paper scattered.
There are various messages written on the paper.
For example, "Lucky stars along the way, summoned tripods and bells, rich literature, wealth and long life", such as "The joy of life lies in understanding each other", such as "A close friend is sincere and sincere, and we can't say goodbye", such as " The young master smiled like a sunny day...
But she was not satisfied with them and tore them all into pieces.
In the end, what she put into Gu Xu's pocket was just a simple sentence - "May everything be well for you, sir, and may you live forever."
"A Hong, you know what makes me happiest right now. What's the matter?" She said softly to Qi Ling.
“Miss, what is it?”
“I didn’t let him see my ugly appearance,” she said with a smile, “In this way, he will remember me in his heart , will be the flawless me on the mural."
Qi Ling sighed softly.
She knew that her young lady had been growing up in an environment of indifference and lack of love. Any kindness from the outside world would be firmly recorded in her heart.
Just like the calligraphy and inkstone back then, to a large extent it was just fulfilling the duties of a maid. But Lu Shiyao regarded her as a true friend and kept her by his side, fearing that she would leave.
The "Eternal Son" who just left today may be the same.
Other people think that she is the famous "the most beautiful woman in Jiaodong", the most dazzling talented woman of the Lu family, and the proud daughter of heaven who masters famous weapons.
But in fact, she was just a girl shivering in the cold winter, huddled in the corner, longing for the sunshine of early spring.
"Ah Hong, you have to know that he is a very dazzling person," Lu Shiyao was heard to say softly, "like the sun in the morning, it can dispel all the shadows.
"Standing next to him, like A person like me who is twisted by hatred will really feel ashamed..."
"Miss..." Qi Ling sighed softly and quietly grabbed her sleeves.
The sun gradually faded Rising, warm light fell on them.
At this moment, the shackles on Lu Shiyao's wrists disappeared, the blood stains on her skirt disappeared, and the scars on her face also disappeared.
She regained her former beautiful appearance.
"Ah Hong, no matter what, tomorrow is a new day, right?"
As she spoke, she and the spirit of the weapon turned into dreamy golden foam, and then Gradually dissipate.
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The top of Yishan Mountain.
This is a nearly isolated place, filled with ice and snow that has not melted for thousands of years.
This is the territory of the Snow Maiden, and it is also a restricted area for the human race.
At this moment, a girl stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the earth.
She has a slender figure, wearing a plain white dress, standing barefoot on the white snow, her long black hair fluttering in the wind.
On her body, there are only two colors - the deepest and most distant black, and the purest and brightest white.
In this snow, she looked particularly pure and clear, with a soft luster on her skin.
Perfect as a doll carved from ice.
There was no expression on her face, and she looked particularly indifferent.
She was silent for a long time and finally spoke slowly.
“It’s so annoying.”
Her voice is ethereal, melodious, and ethereal, without the slightest emotion.
Just like the ice of this cold mountain.
Let’s talk a few words~
When writing this chapter, I spent an hour and a half brewing my emotions, and nearly three hours to write.
During this process, I played Stack's "Dream Beyond" single countless times, and I thought of the English title of "Gone with the Wind", the ending of "Daughter of the Sea", and "A Dream of Red Mansions" The sentence "The vast white land is so clean after falling."
The reason why I spent so much time writing it is because now, Lu Shiyao’s character is very different from what I set in my earliest outline.
However, I personally feel that one of the joys of writing a book is that when the character is out of control, she/he will do many things that even the author did not expect.
PS: There will be another chapter later. But it will be late, so you can watch it tomorrow morning. (Writing this chapter is too mentally draining, I need to take a break first)
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