He looked at the two people with a complicated expression, and after a moment's pause he spoke: "Brother, this is the book you wanted. I have already sent it to you." Then his eyes moved around Zhao Pei several times, and finally stopped on her red eyes.
Xiao Tong smiled and said calmly: "Thank you, Third Brother. Just leave it here." Seeing Zhao Pei hanging her head in embarrassment, he said: "It's getting late. How about Third Brother escorting Seventh Sister out of the palace?"
"Okay." Xiao Gang nodded and looked at Zhao Pei with a faint smile: "Seventh sister, let's go."
Zhao Pei knelt down and saluted, not daring to look at Xiao Tong anymore as she followed Xiao Gang and walked away. The two of them left the East Palace in silence. The journey was quiet and awkward, and she secretly glanced at Xiao Gang from the corner of her eyes, thinking about how to break this deadlock.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Gang spoke first: "Seventh sister. I have something to tell you."
She followed him and stopped, standing under the willow tree. Xiao Gang looked very much like his elder brother, and their faces looked even more alike under the shade of the tree. Zhao Pei was in a trance for a while, and stammered, "Third brother, just say it..."
He was lost in memories of the past, and he recited slowly, "Since I first met you, I knew that you were a very smart and sensible woman. You were still a child then, and now you are about to have your own child, which is only a little over a year. Seventh sister, did you think of yourself now?"
Zhao Pei smiled bitterly and shook her head. She would never have thought of that.
"The so-called life, the so-called future, everything is unpredictable. Everything has its own fate, and the rise and fall of fate is just a moment. No matter how hard you struggle, it is useless, and you can only watch from the other side." He said so.
Zhao Pei smiled bitterly again: "What exactly does Third Brother want to say?"
He stared at her very seriously and asked word by word, "Pepe, is your mind clear?" His eyes were like black agate, absorbing infinite brilliance.
Although he didn't say what was "clear", he was pretty sure. He tried to calm the sourness rising in his throat and said, "I'm afraid Pepe's mind is not completely clear."
"Pepe, you know this chaos, you are not the only one in it."
Zhao Pei said nothing, but counted the nightingales flying over her head, one, two, three, four, five...
Xiao Gang added: "Actually, I shouldn't say these words, but as your third brother, I have to tell you that it's best to cut the Gordian knot when necessary."
"Third brother, Pepei understands this." A layer of impatience and helplessness rose in his heart, "Pepei really thought so, and he was cruel. To be honest with you, third brother, Pepei did so with great pain, but emotions are not something Pepei can control."
"Pepe, do you love him?" Xiao Gang's eyes were as deep as water.
Zhao Pei nodded without thinking, and nodded vigorously until she felt dizzy.
A trace of helplessness flashed across his eyes, and then he said in a calm voice: "If you love him, don't hurt him anymore." Zhao Pei's heart suddenly shook, but she didn't say a word. Then he said, "If you really love him, leave his world completely. The most annoying thing is to keep the lingering feelings... "
Zhao Pei didn't want to listen anymore or didn't dare to listen anymore, she screamed uncontrollably: "Stop talking! Third brother, I understand..." Then she smiled bleakly, "I don't have any extravagant expectations. If I bring you trouble and embarrassment, I will never show up again." Her last look was slightly angry, and she turned around with her sleeves. The beads on her hair rang, disturbing people's hearts. And he finally saw the tears she shed when she turned around.
The light red figure was resolute and lingered in his mind for a long time. This woman who always appeared in red clothes might just be using her fiery appearance to cover up her pale heart.
She walked forward quickly, desperate to escape Xiao Gang's sight. She thought she must be in a mess at the moment. She felt a little cold in the hot summer, and pulled the shawl that had slipped off her shoulders upward.
She loved him, but she didn't want this love to become a burden. At least, that's what Xiao Gang thought. Because Zhao Pei's love for him made him feel awkward and controlled. It would be better to let go freely as Xiao Gang said and truly leave his world from now on.
Just like Xiao Lun...
Maybe she was selfish, she always thought about the rewards after giving. But she didn't expect whether the rewards would become a burden to him. The only thing she could do now was...
The vision in front of me gradually blurred, and the mist covered me layer by layer. The memories seemed like the misty Jiangnan. I walked deeper and deeper into the past, and scenes passed by my eyes: the fireworks in the sky during the Lantern Festival, the red dress of the beauty, and the white jade hairpin inserted diagonally in her Yichun bun, which was as transparent as water under the moonlight.
I still remember the brilliant fireworks that illuminated their faces and her young heart. She had always thought that it was the red string of Yue Lao's life, but it turned out to be nothing more than a firework. It bloomed grandly and brilliantly, with a bang and earth-shaking, but in the blink of an eye it was bleak and extinguished, silently swallowed up by the dark night bit by bit as if it had never appeared.
He was a light that inadvertently lit up her world. She desperately wanted to stay by his side, willing to be a moth that flew into the fire. Even though she knew she would get hurt and bruised. In the end, she turned into a ball of fireworks, vanished in a burst of amazement, and disappeared forever.
Yet she was satisfied that she had embellished his glory.
The last scene is the woman in red gradually disappearing into the green world, leaving with infinite sadness and reluctance. It is very similar to the figure of a man disappearing in a cloud of dust late that night. (To be continued)