Sixty-sixth bowl of soup (six)
Ren Wusi said that he would hold a wedding with Liuli, but in fact he had prepared it long ago. His greatest wish was to marry Liuli as his wife, so long before that, before he thought that the two would marry again When there is no chance to be together, the preparations have already begun.
He just held that extravagant hope, thinking that one day he might be able to get it, even if the hope was slim, he refused to give up.
He had no choice but to want Liuli, so this wedding was imperative.
The efficiency of the servants of Yushifu is astonishing. In just three days, the whole mansion was surrounded by festive bright red. The wedding clothes were prepared long ago. Ren Wusi once thought that he would never wear it in his life. one day.
He spent a lot of money and hired the best embroiderer. The pattern on it was drawn by him in more than a month. I don't know why he had to prepare meticulously when he was obviously desperate at that time, maybe deep in his heart, he still looked forward to the day when he could wear it with Liuli in a fair and honest manner, and the husband and wife would love each other and grow old forever.
He recovered from his illness and did not go to court, and the housekeeper even asked him personally, Ren Wusi's reaction was very flat—fame and wealth, rising to the top, that's not what he wanted. What he longed for has already been obtained, even if he dies immediately after marriage, he will not have the slightest regret.
People are always going to die, and sometimes Ren Wusi wished that he died with his family back then, so that he would not need revenge, would not meet Liuli, would not fall in love with her, and would not cause himself such pain.
But he is very glad that he is alive, being alive means that he can kiss her, hug her, touch her, and even hope to fall in love with her.
Death is painful, and life is also uncomfortable. What do you want to live in this world
When Liuli first saw Xifu, her first reaction was how beautiful it was!
If you look carefully, you will find that the robes are embroidered with the scene of two people meeting and falling in love for the first time. They used to swim in the lake together, enjoy the flowers and the moon together, and the years they experienced together were the happiest in each other's lives. At first glance, the hem of Xifu looks like patterns, but if you look closely, you will find that they are all love poems! Each capital is a different font, twisted into the shape of a flower, if such a wedding dress can't be called intentional, then Liuli really doesn't know what is intentional.
Bright red, red like blood, also like blooming flowers.
"Like it?"
Ren Wusi's tone was calm, but he could see the anticipation and anxiety deep in his heart. He hoped that Liuli would like it, and was afraid that she would not like it.
Liuli hugged the wedding dress and nodded seriously: "I like it!"
Ren Wusi chuckled, lowered his head and rubbed her soft cheek: "Liuli likes your home wine, shall we have your home wine?"
"good!"
How could she be so obedient and so tender, and how could he give so little. Ren Wusi's eyes were sore, he seldom cried, and he never cried weakly when he was a child, but now he felt sore because of Liuli's shallow smile. Caressing Liuli's cheeks with his big hands, he praised her and said, "Liuli is so good."
Liuli raised her hand and patted his head, imitating him and said, "Why is brother so obedient?"
Hearing this sentence, Ren Wusi's eyes were sore, he almost shed tears, but finally he held back and smiled softly at Liuli. "We're getting married tomorrow, isn't Liuli happy?"
"happy!"
He kissed her eyes again, twitched the corners of his mouth, and then said nothing.
Although he said that he was going to get married early in the morning, Ren Wusi did not follow any etiquette to leave Liuli. He felt that he really didn't have much time, and he was reluctant to part with Liuli for a second.
When the maidservants came in to dress Liuli in the morning, Ren Wusi sat behind and watched her, his tender eyes stared at her from the mirror, as tender as water could overflow. Liuli peeked at her from time to time, and muttered, "Why does it take so much trouble for the player's wine?"
Ren Wusi chuckled and said, "It's not a problem at all, and every house wine should be played seriously. Look, how can a bride not wear a wedding dress?"
Liuli has nothing to say, she was beautiful since she was a child, and although she was a little damaged later, she has gradually returned to her former glory under the conditioning of these months, because she has no memory to be carefree, but she looks happier and brighter.
Ren Wusi put on the groom's suit by himself. He fastened every button carefully, smoothed every uneven wrinkle, and then sat there quietly.
"The glass is so beautiful."
Liuli looked up at him, Ren Wusi had already let everyone else go out, the wedding he wanted was only for two people, no one else needed to attend.
"My brother is also beautiful."
Hearing this, Ren Wusi chuckled: "How can a man be described as beautiful?"
"beautiful."
Ren Wusi smiled, took her little hand: "Let's go."
"Where are you going?"
"Worship."
It stands to reason that the parents of heaven and earth should be worshiped at the marriage hall, but Ren Wusi doesn't want to worship either parent. He covered Liuli himself, and led her with red silk. The two arrived in the front hall. The dragon and phoenix candles were burning, and the bright red happy characters were pasted all over the place. They were beaming, extremely lively, yet extremely quiet.
"Don't worship heaven and earth."
"Don't pay homage to the high hall."
"Husband and wife pay their respects."
"The ceremony will be completed."
Liuli looked a little ignorant, but she was still smiling, and was brought into the new house by Ren Wusi. They first drank a cup of wine, then ate dumplings and peanuts, and then Ren Wusi touched her face: "From now on you will be My wife is gone, Liuli."
Liuli tilted her head and smiled: "Brother is my husband."
Ren Wusi held her in his arms for a long time, during which Liuli stayed in his arms quietly, until it was dark and the red candle was burned out, Ren Wusi woke up Liuli in his sleep, with a gentle voice: " Liuli Liuli, can you play a game with your brother again?"
She rubbed her sleepy eyes: "What... what?"
"Let's play another game. This time you hide and wait for me to find you, okay? If I find you in a short time, Liuli won't be allowed to eat her favorite sweet cake!"
When she heard that sweet cakes were not allowed, Liuli immediately opened her eyes wide: "No!"
Ren Wusi kissed her small face, "Liuli knows that my brother is very good at finding people, so my brother asked someone to hide it for you. You must hide it well, okay?"
Liuli raised her face: "When will my brother come to see me?"
"Soon," he said softly. "When Liuli grows up, my brother will go."
"When will Liuli grow up?"
"Soon." He was still the same answer.
So she nodded and agreed, very well-behaved.
Soon someone came in, first saluted Ren Wusi, and then respectfully said to Liuli: "Madam please."
Liuli didn't struggle or question, and followed obediently.
The entire Yushi Mansion was empty, and there was no one there. Ren Wusi sat on the new bed, his eyes were deep and indifferent. If what he expected was right, the Imperial Forest Army would arrive soon.
That day when he woke up, he heard that the palace sent people to ask, and also heard that someone had seen Liuli, so he probably knew what was going on. In fact, all of this was in his expectation. Although he cleared the grievances for the Ren family, he covered up the most wanted criminal, which is a capital crime of beheading. Even if the emperor just wanted to accuse him of crimes, and might even forgive him, Ren Wusi didn't want to live like this again.
What's more... He buried someone beside the emperor long ago, in order to facilitate his own death.
He has been insane for a long time and has never been sober. He owed Liuli too much, he should give her his life back.
The entire Yushi Mansion was sprinkled with tung oil, and after only a moment, he would be buried in the sea of flames, and there would be nothing left to do in the world.
But as soon as he lit the fire, a pair of soft little hands wrapped around his waist from behind.
Ren Wusi let out a gasp, but the person behind put his face on him. "Do you want to die alone?"
It took him a long time to squeeze out two words from his throat: "Liuli..."
"I know everything." She smiled slightly, "But if brother Wu Si wants me to forget, I will forget."
"Live too long, Brother Wu Si is just as tired as me."
"let's go together."
"Liu Li—"
"Don't abandon me anymore, and don't push me away again, we are all at the end of our lives, and everything should be over." She let go of her hand and walked in front of him, her powder face seemed to be dyed in the raging firelight. Bright red. "Liu Li is fragile, but as long as Brother Wusi holds me in his palm, I will be fine."
Colored glass is fragile, colorful clouds are brittle. Thinking about the past will break your heart. Only thirteen years old. Most of the good things are not firm, and the colored clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle.
But so what, what should have happened has already happened, and everything is in the past. Besides, what is the point of not meeting those who are not in love? Since we can't live together for each other, let's die together.
In the previous life, she died alone, and he followed alone. In fact, what she wanted was to leave with him. In that case, the next life might be closer. She never wanted to live alone, nor did she want to leave him alone in the world. I spend all my life hating, and after death I only seek relief.
Just no more hate. All kinds of difficulties can be overcome, but hatred is the ditch that cannot be crossed.
This life should be like this, to be able to leave with him was what she wanted in her heart.
Ren Wusi looked down at her, and at some point the pipa beside her had disappeared.
Fu Liuli has never left Ren Wusi's side. Even if there is another female ghost in her body, she is still with him. Every minute, every second, every night, the skin-to-skin relationship is actually her. .
"Brother Wusi, I don't hate you anymore, so don't you hate me either." She tiptoed and kissed his thin lips, "Let's go together, we will be intertwined, and we will never be separated."
Ren Wusi looked at her quietly, smiled suddenly, then hugged her tightly, and with a big wave of his hand, the flames swept over the two of them as if they were spiritual, and they hadn't even changed their bodies—and didn't want to change them. The happy clothes, buried in the sea of fire together.
He didn't ask anything, he didn't ask why she appeared again, he didn't ask how she knew everything he hadn't said, he didn't even ask if she was sad.
Because he knows everything.
Hate is real, but so is love.
It's just, Liuli.
If there is an afterlife, don't ask for meeting or white head, I would like to be the mud under your step.
Just ask for a moment, even if you die, you will have no regrets.