Am I dreaming?

Last night, the figure that had appeared in my heart, before my eyes, in my mind countless times, and even in my dreams, appeared in front of me, holding a wooden bowl in my hand, walking slowly down the hillside.

Come down.

His face was a little pale, and the corners of his eyes were slightly greenish-grey. His eyes were a little red, and he seemed to have not slept well. He was dressed in a thin and simple gray gown wrapped around his thin and slender body, making him tall and tall, almost

It blends in with the green Xiuzhu behind him, but it also makes his face even more gloomy, and his overly thin cheeks reveal an indescribable dullness.

He seemed to be in a trance all the way until he was only about ten steps away from me, and then he suddenly realized that there was someone in front of him. When he raised his head, he suddenly froze.

The two people just stared at each other in silence.

I can't even say a word.

The wind blew through the forest, and there was a soft rustling sound in the silence. The wind sprinkled the cold morning dew on my face, making me shiver slightly.

He seemed to suddenly wake up, and looked at me in a panic. He looked down at the wooden bowl in his hand, was silent for a while, and finally raised his head and said softly: "It's you."

His voice was still the same as before, clean and clear, but strangely calm.

I said softly: "It's me."

"..."

After saying this, it became quiet again.

The two of them didn't seem to know what to say. I thought about it, tried my best to speak like a normal person and said, "You got up so early?"

"Well, teacher, he wants to drink tea."

"Tea?"

"I'll find water for him."

As he spoke, he lifted the wooden bowl in his hand, and I saw half a bowl of clear water inside. It was as clean and clear as warm jade. I know that many people are particular about drinking tea. Water from rivers and lakes is of low quality, and water from wells is

The water is of medium grade and the mountain spring water is of top grade.

I didn’t expect Fu Badai to be so particular when he got here.

Hearing my last sentence like a joke, Liu Qinghan said: "Teacher is not very particular on weekdays, but when he came here yesterday, he seemed very happy. He got up early in the morning to burn incense and drink tea. He asked me to come out and find him.

Good water."

"..."

Seeing my silence, he smiled lightly and said, "This should be enough."

"..."

I never thought that one day, I would need to say goodbye to him like this, like two strangers speaking ordinary greetings, insignificant, regardless of depth, speaking with the mouth and listening to the ears, none of them could penetrate the heart.<

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However, I still want to listen to his voice, the voice that whispered in my ear countless nights and gave me so much warmth and stability.

"Why, only half a bowl?"

"Oh, I just met a passerby who said he was thirsty, so I gave him half of the drink."

"..." My eyes curled up slightly. He was still the same as before. If he could help others, he would not refuse even if he himself was poor, but——

Passerby?

My brows furrowed slightly.

This large area is the territory designated by the emperor. Even if I can't see it, I know that there are guards guarding the surrounding area. It should be that not even a fly can fly in or out, otherwise they wouldn't Just let me go for a walk, but why would a passerby appear?

Just when I was lost in thought, he had already nodded slightly towards me: "I'm going back first."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

As soon as I saw him turning around, that familiar figure about to leave, I suddenly felt like someone had stabbed me hard in my heart. The pain made my whole body tremble, and I took a step forward: "San'er! ”

When he heard the name, his whole body trembled. I even heard the sound of water rippling in the wooden bowl, but he didn't look back, he just stopped.

I stood behind him and said with a trembling voice: "How have you been doing over the years?"

He stood there, silent for a long time, and then slowly spoke, his voice a little hoarse: "It doesn't matter whether it's good or bad." After saying that, he turned back to look at me and said slowly: "What about you? These How have you been over the past year?"

"..."

"I didn't expect that he was actually the emperor. No wonder at that time, you -" At this point, he looked at my sad expression and did not say any more. He just asked: "By the way, where is Li'er?"

As soon as I heard about Li'er, my heart immediately started to hurt. Liu Qinghan was still asking: "Li'er, she should be a princess, right?"

"..."

"She is over three years old this year, is she literate?"

"..."

"Is she good or not?"

"..."

"I want to see her. I should be able to see her, right?"

Every word he said was like a needle piercing my heart, making me tremble with pain, but when I looked at his calm eyes, I didn't know how to call for help.

After a long silence, I finally choked and said: "I, don't know."

He didn't react for a while, he looked at me blankly, and I said: "Li'er, he's gone."

"What?!" He was suddenly shocked, even the water in the wooden bowl in his hand swayed, and walked up to me: "How did you disappear? When did you disappear?"

"Three years ago, I was taken away."

He looked at me in disbelief as if he was hearing an anecdote about a ghost: "Back then, Li'er wasn't raped by him with you - there were so many people around him, how could Li'er be -"

I didn't speak, I just gritted my teeth hard.

He looked at me as if he understood something and didn't say any more.

Both of them fell silent. The wind blew through the bamboo forest, and the leaves made rustling sounds. But apart from these sounds, everything was as quiet as if nothing existed. There were only two people in the world.

After a long time, he spoke again, his voice strangely hoarse: "Then, why are you not his concubine?"

"I am not originally."

"..." He frowned slightly and said no more.

I said: "Why don't you ask me?"

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He shook his head: "I think I probably know."

"You know?"

"Yeah."

In fact, he will not know, what I have experienced in the past few years, or why I decided that Pei Yuanhao was my husband when I lost my memory. But listening to him say these words, it is as if he really

It was as if I understood everything, and I just felt waves of grievance and sadness rising from the bottom of my heart.

I sniffed my sore nose and said, "What about you? How did you become Mr. Fu's disciple?"

He said softly: "That day, I went home and found that no one was in the house, even my aunt was missing. Later, I heard from neighbors that it was Yuan - the emperor who took her away. There was no one in the house, and I was also stunned.

I couldn’t go on anymore, and suddenly I felt that I didn’t want to be trapped there, and wanted to go out for a walk, so I just walked. I walked a lot and ran out of food, so I found a place to help, saved some money, and kept walking. Keep walking.

When I arrived in the mountains in the southwest, I ran out of dry food and money, so I followed a monk who was fetching water back to help. Later I found out that the temple was Tianmu Temple."

"..."

"The teacher's eyes had been broken for more than a year at that time. I lived in the temple temporarily and often took care of him. I listened to his sermons when I had nothing to do. After a long time, I couldn't bear to leave."

"..."

"He asked me if I wanted to be his master. I said yes and I accepted him as my master."

"..."

He talks about these years in a calm tone, but maybe even he himself doesn't know that what he has experienced is a huge wave in the eyes of many people.

Perhaps, Liu Saner has always been this kind of person. He has experienced tremendous changes that others cannot imagine, but he remains the same.

If he is strong, he will be strong, and the breeze will blow on the hills; if he is horizontal, he will be horizontal, and the bright moon will shine on the river.

I said softly: "Mr. Fu is a great Confucian scholar of our time. You will be blessed by accepting you as his disciple."

When he heard this, he smiled: "It's true that we have a lot of luck. In the first half year, my hands were swollen."

"..."

"The teacher usually doesn't scold me, but there is a great monk in Tianmu Temple who doesn't avoid meat and wine. He will bring some vegetarian wine to the teacher when nothing happens. When the teacher gets drunk, he will ask me to recite "Xiaoyaoyou" and "Human World".

"Shi", if he couldn't recite it, he hit my hand with a ruler and said that he had only accepted three disciples in his life. He accepted me by himself, but I was the stupidest one."

"..."

Hearing this, I felt my eyes getting hot, but I couldn't help but smile.

Fu Badai is a well-known Confucian scholar in Shu, but what he learned and taught was not just Confucianism. His disciples only suffered, being pushed around by this erratic teacher every day, and suffered a lot.

Tears rolled back and forth in my eyes, as if they were about to fall, but I kept holding on. The man in my vision was blurred, but in a daze, there was no change from more than three years ago.

I said softly: "Then, have you ever blamed me over the years?"

"..."

He froze for a moment and looked at me blankly.

I took another step forward gently, tried my best to look at him through the water in front of me, and said softly: "Do you hate me?"

"..."

When I looked at him like this, he lowered his head in a panic and avoided my gaze. After a long silence, he spoke, but did not answer my question. Instead, he said in a long voice: "The teacher once told me a story.

Story. He said that there was an emperor who created the world and built a huge and vast palace. It was as gorgeous and extravagant as a palace in the sky. However, it was later burned down by those who resisted the emperor."

"..."

"The fire lasted for three months, and the color of heaven and earth changed. Think about it, what a terrible fire it was."

"..."

"However, even if it is so terrible, this fire has been extinguished long ago."

"..." My heart sank and I looked at him with wide eyes.

"The reason why I can talk to you here now is because..." He slowly raised his head and looked at me and said, "Master Yue, my fire has been extinguished long ago."

"..."

"I have forgotten."

Hearing this sentence, my tears suddenly fell down.

As soon as he saw my cry, he subconsciously stretched out his hand, but halfway through, he froze there as if he suddenly woke up. My tears fell into the wooden bowl in his hand, and there was a clicking sound, as soft as a gust of wind.

It will blow away.

He and I both lowered our heads and looked at the rippling water patterns, distorting the figures of the two people reflected in it.

It seems like a twisted past, like these twisted years...

After a long time, he finally took his hand back and said softly: "I'm sorry."

"..." I shook my head silently, tears falling one after another. I wanted to raise my head and smile at him, but I kept crying. I could only say embarrassedly: "You are not sorry for me, no..."

"..."

"It's my own fault, it's my... fault."

I was crying and laughing at the same time. I wanted to say something more, but I was choked with sobs. Liu Qinghan just looked at me like this. After being silent for a long time, he gently turned his head to one side. He didn't look at me, but he didn't leave either.

, just standing there quietly like this, as if guarding my cry.

I don’t know how long it took, but I finally calmed down slowly.

A handkerchief was handed to me.

I raised my head and looked at him, and saw him looking at me calmly. His eyes were like the bowl of clear water in his hand. There were no more ripples, but the tranquility and gentleness made people unable to stop lingering.

I took the handkerchief from him and heard him say softly: "I'm leaving first."

After I finished speaking, I felt a gust of wind blowing across my face, carrying its scent, but it disappeared so lightly, as if it had never existed.
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