"I do..."
"… once killed you."
Nan Yang's tone was very light, the fingers on the side of his legs curled up, the corners of his lips had a bitter arc, and he tentatively took a step forward, as if he wanted to get closer to Qing Huan.
Qing Huan took another step back, her hand against the wall was shaking slightly, her eyes were full of panic. Facing a person who said he had killed her, even if this person was her wife, she couldn't help but be afraid.
"So my first life..." Qing Huan's whole body trembled, "Did he die by your hands?"
When this consciousness formed in her mind, her world was turned upside down in an instant. Her memory wasn't fully recovered, so she always thought that Nanyang had waited for her for more than 3,000 years purely because of love, but now it seems that there may be more guilt in it. Why did she kill her in the first place? If Nanyang really loved her so much at that time, why would he choose to kill her
Three thousand years ago, did she really love herself
Three thousand years later, does she still love herself? Or... just for atonement
"You..." Nan Yang's eyes were filled with pain, "Would you like to hear me tell me the details?"
Qing Huan felt a little breathless. She leaned against the wall tightly and shook her dizzy head, "Don't... don't say it, don't say it, I... have to take it easy first."
Nanyang was silent for a long time, and said softly: "At the beginning of your death... I really blame me, blame Bei Pu, it's all the fault of our elders, you are the victim who was innocently involved." She paused, lowered her eyes, and spoke again. His tone was more like talking to himself, "Sometimes I think, I'd rather never be the honored lord of the Northern Punishment, even if I can never meet you, as long as you can live well in your life, I'm willing."
"So, are you waiting for me because you feel sorry for me?"
Qing Huan finally asked this question in an uneasy manner.
Nanyang frowned and shook his head seriously: "I admit that I'm sorry for you, but sorry for you is one thing, waiting for you is another. I'm waiting for you, just because I want to be with you."
Qing Huan opened her eyes, the light of the overhead chandelier reflected in her pupils.
Nanyang was silent for a while, and said, "Qing Huan, you don't remember everything right now, you may not understand some things I said. I can wait for you to memorize slowly, but... If you really can't remember, neither do you. Don't be afraid of me, your death is indeed related to me, but I didn't mean to kill you, I never wanted to hurt you. I know what you are worried about, you don't have to worry, I am not guilty of you, even if you were If I die in the hands of others, I will also wait for you for three thousand years."
Qing Huan's tight heart softly let go.
In just a few words, the unease and fear that lingered in her heart disappeared. Nanyang really understands her, understands every crux in her heart caused by memory loss, and understands how to make her feel at ease when the information is unequal.
Even if there are still some doubts that have not been resolved, at least she will not have any negative emotions now. Maybe something unpredictable happened three thousand years ago, but she believed that no matter what, Nanyang was never the one who wanted to hurt her.
"If you want to listen, I can tell you what happened," Nanyang continued, "but it's best if you can remember it yourself. There are some things you can't experience from the perspective of a bystander, and it's even less suitable for you to do it. A storyteller."
"I see, I'll be patient."
Qing Huan put down the grudge in her heart, looked at Nan Yang with a smile, and stretched out her hands to her: "Hold me, Master."
Nanyang knew that she was no longer afraid of herself, and her dangling heart eased a lot. She hugged her up and took her to the bed. The two talked for a while and then fell asleep.
I can't sleep for too long, after all, the task of this day is arduous, and I have to get up after about two hours of rest.
As soon as they went out, vj followed suit. The program team provided several options, all of which were less expensive places to play. Qing Huan chose them and chose to go to the Amphawa Floating Market first. Amphawa is a very remote place, far from the city center of Bangkok, so far away that most tourists would not be willing to take a long car to go there, so there are more aboriginal people there, and various things are cheap.
Moreover, you can also take a boat around the island to see fireflies.
But if you have to wait until the night to see fireflies, I am afraid it will be too late to go to the second place. But they didn't come for the game in the first place, and they were willing to admit defeat if it was a big deal, as long as they could have a good time.
After confirming that they were going to Amphawa, they contacted the van and shared it with other tourists. The fare was only 100 baht.
On the other side, Cheng also began to prepare to leave tomorrow night. She and Qi Yi were not in the same room, so she went downstairs first and waited for Qi Yi in the hotel lobby. While waiting, I met Nanyang and Qinghuan, and after hearing that they were going to Amphawa, I casually agreed to go to Amphawa to join them when I had time in the afternoon.
It didn't take long for Qi Yi to come down, and the vj who followed them also picked up the camera and started shooting.
Tomorrow evening Cheng's attitude changed greatly. When he met Qi Yi, his expression was not so flexible, and he just said "let's go", not too lightly.
Qi Yi asked vj to suspend the filming first, and stepped forward to hold Ming Wan Cheng: "A Cheng."
Cheng stopped tomorrow night, "What's wrong, Teacher Qi?"
Qi Yi's eyes twitched: "You... you call me Teacher Qi?"
"Can't I be called Teacher Qi?" Tomorrow night Cheng was a little puzzled.
"Acheng, are you blaming me?" Qi Yi didn't even know what he was talking about, he just asked instinctively, "Are you blaming me for getting married?"
"I didn't blame you, really." Tomorrow night Cheng instead patted Qi Yi's shoulder soothingly like a little adult, "I changed the name just because I thought it was inappropriate to call it that before, you have a fiancé now, Both of you should be very concerned about my relationship with your CP in this variety show. I can't stick to you all day long, otherwise you will attract a lot of gossip. Maybe... Your future in-laws and husbands will also have grudges, so I Just opened a little distance, I really don't blame you for anything."
Qi Yi felt that the Ming Wancheng in front of her was unfamiliar, or maybe she didn't know the real Ming Wancheng at all. Such a lively and cheerful young girl has such a calm and gentle side, or maybe tomorrow night Cheng has never really liked her.
There seems to be nothing wrong with such an ending. Those who should go will continue to go, and those who should let go will also let go.
The person who should let go... Really let it go
Who is the one who didn't let go
Qi Yi couldn't understand it himself.
According to the arrangement of the program team, they first went to the siater shopping mall for a walk, took a few scenes of shopping and eating desserts, and then went to the Amphawa Floating Market.
Amphawa is indeed on the sidelines. When the car arrived there, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.
This is a very down-to-earth floating market, with a dazzling array of stalls crowded on both sides of the road, selling a variety of fresh seafood, steamed fish, grilled shrimp, coconut juice, corn juice, and countless sweet and spicy sauces.
In Thailand, there is no such thing as soy sauce or chili noodles. They only use sweet and spicy sauce for seasoning, and everything is sweet. They walked around for a while, and in the middle of the stroll, they saw Nanyang and Qinghuan eating mango sticky rice in a pavilion by the roadside.
The pavilion relies on a lush green river. The banks of the river are crowded with hawkers and quaint shops. There are several boats floating in the river. The people at the pier are selling tickets for watching fireflies by boat.
"A Cheng, Xiao Yi!" Qing Huan beckoned and called them over.
Tomorrow night Cheng looked at the snacks that covered the small stone table, and shoved a piece of grilled shrimp into his mouth, and said vaguely, "You guys are really rich, we only dare to look at them all the way, and we dare not buy them."
Qi Yi forced a smile.
Seeing that Qi Yi was not in a good mood, Qing Huan was silent for a moment, then turned to Cheng Mingwan: "Acheng, accompany me to buy something?"
"Okay." Cheng Cheng readily agreed.
Qing Huan put the rest of the money in Nanyang, "After you finish eating, go to the place where the tickets are sold and book a boat. Brother Vj has to put the equipment."
Fortunately, the prices in this place are much cheaper than those in Bangkok, and the price of the package boat is not expensive. Although it exceeds the budget given by the program team, it can be cut to the point that they only bought tickets for two people, which is not enough. Just put it on your own.
"Yeah." Nanyang nodded and continued to eat his own mango sticky rice.
Qing Huan took Cheng Cheng tomorrow night to another street, and didn't ask vj to follow. She glanced at the sky, and it was still early to leave the ship, so she slowly chatted with tomorrow night.
"Acheng, why is Xiaoyi looking more and more unhappy today?"
Cheng Cheng smiled tomorrow night: "Why are you asking me that? It seems like I bullied her."
Qing Huan paused and sighed: "I didn't mean that. I just feel a little pity, Xiao Yi looks like... Actually, he really cares about you. You two don't have to miss it this time."
"Then master should persuade her, not me. After all, this matter is not my decision." Ming Wancheng shrugged, "I can't be as shy as I was before, and stalk a woman who has a fiancé. , I'm not doing anything wrong now, I'm just respecting her and myself."
Qing Huan was silent for a while, and said, "Acheng, you don't know much about Xiaoyi's family. Sometimes, Xiaoyi can't help herself and can't refute it. Her father and mother are very domineering people, knowledgeable People who are tall have a little more desire to control, especially for their children. They have already decided their life for Xiaoyi. Xiaoyi has grown up in a controlled environment since she was a child. Her career as a teacher was also arranged by her parents. It's not that she likes teachers herself. To be honest, I've never seen her take the initiative to say she likes something, she's used to it. "
"So what does Master mean?" Tomorrow night Cheng raised his eyebrows.
"Three thousand years ago, my master, your ancestor, wasn't that kind of person." Qing Huan smiled, "Actually, I have someone I like in my heart, but I'm used to repression and obedience, so I don't realize that I'll miss it. what."
Tomorrow night, Cheng opened his mouth, and he turned his head to Qing Huan: "It seems that Master remembers a lot?"
"Yeah, I remember a lot." Qing Huan curled her lips, "Especially after a good night's sleep in the morning, I remembered a lot of things again. Or... It seems that those things in the first life were all remembered at once. Woke up."
"Really?" Tomorrow night Cheng was also happy for her.
"Well." Qing Huan nodded, looking at the street in the distance, her eyes soft, "Maybe I got a sense of security. I always seemed to be afraid before, afraid that what I remembered would affect our relationship, so I've been afraid to remember everything. But... I'm not afraid today because I'm pretty sure that no matter what happened, she still loves me as always."