"Ah..." I was sweating all over, staggered two steps back to the door of the room, and sat down directly on the ground.
My chest was very uncomfortable, and I kept panting while looking up into the distance. In the sunset, I seemed to see a man in a blue robe walking in front of me, and he reached out and held my hand tightly.
Turning his head slightly, the corners of his lips curled upwards.
He said: "That's just a story..."
The story... Yeah! He seemed to tell me a story, but I don't remember what story he told me.
I just remember... like an old lady selling bean curd.
Her figure was rickety, and she hobbled one step at a time in the sunset.
"Yu'er! Yu'er!" A yelling sound came from my ear, and I was slowly called back from that daze.
I shivered all over, and opened my eyes slowly, somewhat collapsed. What caught the eye was not the beautiful face, but Qingshan's slightly dark, very worried face.
"Yeah! Qingshan..." I faintly replied, twitching the corners of my mouth, trying to laugh, but found that I didn't even have the strength to laugh.
"What's the matter with you? Why are you sitting here crying? Is it uncomfortable?" Qingshan's words are much more than when he was on the mountain. He picked me up from the door sideways, turned and walked into the house.
I curled up in his arms, just feeling very sad in my heart, but I couldn't tell why I was sad.
"Qingshan!" The surrounding silence made me a little scared, and I called out again.
Qing Shan placed me on the bed carefully, and he bent down slightly to reveal the tight muscles of his chest.
I looked up at the green hills in front of me blankly, only to find out, unconsciously. He turned out to be taller than before, and his appearance was even more handsome than before.
"Hmm! What's the matter?" He softly stretched out his hand and pushed the black hair from my ears behind my ears.
He looks so tall, but he moves so softly, but he seems to be able to overflow.
I shook my head and looked at him blankly.
Seeing that I looked a little dull, Qing Shan reached out and touched my forehead: "If you feel uncomfortable, just rest early! When you wake up, you can eat more."
He said, spread the pillows on the bed, and helped me to lie down on the bed carefully.
"Qingshan! Tell me a story!" I lay on the bed obediently, but refused to close my eyes. Holding his hands tightly with both hands, he didn't want to just let him go.
"Story?" Qing Shan was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that I would make such a willful request.
I pursed my mouth and said seriously: "Yeah! I want to... listen to Qingshan's story!"
"Heh!" Qing Shan smiled, showing a bit of bitterness between his smiles.
He said: "I don't have a story!"
I frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Then... Tell someone else's story!"
He choked, his eyes fixed on me. I don't understand why I want to hear the story so persistently tonight.
"Okay!" Seeing me resolutely, he shook his head helplessly and sat down on the edge of my bed.
Seeing his promise, I immediately cheered up and sat up on the bed. Looking at him curiously, he leaned his head to his shoulder, waiting for his story.
But I waited for a while, but he did not speak.
I curled my eyebrows a little impatiently, just about to ask him if he thought of the story. He suddenly looked sideways and looked at me with a smile in his eyes, "Yu'er! Do you believe in Yuanding Sansheng?"
This guy! I clearly remember that when I was on the mountain, I asked him to call me "Sister Yuer"! He has always been paranoid, only willing to talk to me.
It's just that listening to this language is indeed better than sister Yu'er. I don't bother to care about him anymore!
"Is Yuanding Sansheng?" I thought about it sideways. I always felt that this kind of thing seemed a bit too mysterious.
He stretched his hand around my shoulder and hugged me in his arms without a trace.
Seeing my embarrassed look, he couldn't help but chuckle and asked, "Is this problem so difficult?"
"Yeah! Maybe!" I thought about it, and finally gave the answer with some hesitation.
The whole life has been so long, Sansheng... Then what kind of affection is it
"What I want to say now... is a story about the Three Lives of Fate! A long time ago there was a scholar..." Qing Shan embraced me and whispered his story in my ear.
The story he told was a story about a rich young man from a scholarly family and a young lady from a poor family.
It is not the same as the stories of the fallen scholar and the rich lady. The daughter in this story is a person who seems to be sensible, but in fact a little willful.
Because of dissatisfaction with her father and aunt, she was arranged to marry a son who had never met. So at the instigation of the maid beside him, the two of them escaped from home and got married together.
The young lady’s fiance, after learning that the young lady had escaped from marriage, immediately sent people to look for people. But on the way to escape the marriage, Miss met a very powerful knight.
Just like all the little people's books said, the young lady didn't like the princes of the family, but she fell in love with the knight who had rescued him again and again!
Even for the young man, the young lady abandoned her family and personal reputation and wanted to elope with the warrior.
I don't know that the rich young man is exhausted every day to find the young lady. I am afraid that the young lady will be bullied and dangerous on the way.
Whenever he was about to find the golden lady, he missed them because of the chevalier's insults.
But in the era of strict rules and regulations, the love between the lady and the knight was not accepted by the world. The knight also had a way for the knight. Because of the hesitation in the knight's heart, the young lady was finally found by the man sent by the son.
The day before the two got married, the cruel lady suddenly killed the son-in-law's family with a knife for some reason.
The prince watched the woman he loves cruelly leaving, and finally before closing his eyes, he told the young lady about their childhood.
It turned out that the son and the young lady were not completely strangers. The two were very good playmates when they were children, because their parents were both officials and they often played together.
It was only afterwards that the parents of the son-in-law's family were promoted to the capital. The two were young at the time and broke contact not long after they left.
When the young lady was in poor health, she often had to stay in the room to recuperate. The little son is an active naughty person. Whenever he goes to the young lady's house with his parents, he sneaks into the young lady's room to see the legendary sick sister.
The little boy is four years older than the young lady. When the little son was eight years old, the young lady was only four years old.
That day, when the maidservant was no longer looking after the young lady, the little son saw that the young lady was bored at home alone, so he took him outside to play.
The young lady seldom went out of the room. Seeing that the little boy was willing to take her there, she happily agreed.