One autumn rain and one cold.
The pattering rain fell along the eaves, knocking on the green bricks and green tiles in the courtyard. The osmanthus trees in the courtyard sprinkled all their crowns of flowers overnight, and the ground was covered with a layer of broken gold, and the soil was mixed with intoxicating incense.
When Chu Yu woke up, it was already the evening of the second day, and it had been raining all day, making it hard to see the time. He licked his dry lips, and the bitter smell of medicine still remained. Apart from his dizziness and weakness, he was still in good spirits. There is no sharp burning pain in the throat and stomach, which makes people a little surprised.
He exerted a little force on his hands, trying to sit up, but he was powerless, and instead caused bursts of dizziness. Just at this time, a strong arm went around his entire back from his shoulders, embraced him, and carefully lifted him up.
Chu Yu was startled. Qiuyue had never had such strength before. When she turned her head, she saw Qin Zheng.
The cloak on Qin Zheng's body was unbuttoned, and inside was just a black robe with honeysuckle vines embroidered with hidden threads on the cuffs, which was unassuming and calm. There is a layer of light blue under his drooping eyelashes, which are sharp and haggard.
"Cough cough...cough..." Chu Yu felt a dull pain in his lungs, covered his lips and coughed intermittently.
With just a moment of bowing his head, the warm tea was already on his lips. Qin Zheng held Chu Yu firmly in his arms, and coaxed him softly, "Don't worry, moisten your throat first, you haven't eaten all day, be careful later." Stomach upset."
Chu Yu closed his eyes to stabilize his emotions. When he opened his eyes, there was no wave. He raised his hand several times, and finally gathered the strength to push the cup away.
Qin Zheng didn't dare to force him, so he obediently put down the cup, rubbed his fingertips at the hem of his clothes, and asked softly, "Why don't I call Qiuyue, and tell her if you feel uncomfortable."
Chu Yu barely suppressed the cough, panted a few times, and raised her hand to her forehead.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Qin Zheng got up and wanted to call Qiuyue, but Fang turned around and walked two steps, when he heard Chu Yu's weak voice.
"Qin Zheng, I don't think about you anymore."
…
The sound of rain outside the window made the world so silent that every word could be heard so clearly.
Qin Zheng's back froze for a moment, and he turned around slowly, his eyes were bloodshot from the whole night. There was water around the eye sockets, making the end of the eyes even more red. He lowered his head and laughed self-deprecatingly: "I know."
Chu Yu sat on the bed with the brocade quilt folded on her waist, she sweated when the fever subsided, her long hair was still a little wet and wrapped around her shoulders and neck. He only glanced at Qin Zheng, then stopped looking up. The open palm was sickly pale, and he stroked it with his fingertips along the lines of his palm as if he was doing nothing. After a long while, he said in a low voice: "Five out of ten are dedicated to learning, twenty and crown, three Standing at ten, not being confused at forty, knowing the destiny at fifty, listening to one’s ears at sixty, following one’s heart and not overstepping rules at seventy, life should be like this…”
Qin Zheng felt a lump in his throat. He walked up to Chu Yu, and when he lowered his head, he could see the palm prints under the pale fingertips.
Chu Yu raised his eyes suddenly, and curved his lips into a smile, which was infinitely better than Fenghua. It wasn't the innocent arrogance when he was young, it wasn't the arrogance he later wore in gold, and it wasn't the fierce and overpowering beauty. It was the wind passing through the empty valley, the rain passing through the green eaves, and the silence of half a lifetime.
"Qin Zheng, I can't go that far." Chu Yu slowly closed his palms, and said in a low voice, "Everyone close to me has something to rely on, and everything behind her is safe, so there is nothing to worry about."
"Qingci..." Qin Zheng interrupted Chu Yu in a low voice, he could not stand still and slowly bent down, his eyes were even redder, and his tone was full of begging.
Chu Yu's eyes never focused on Qin Zheng, and he didn't know where he fell. He continued: "Only Zhen'er... only Zhen'er..."
"Stop talking..." Qin Zheng stretched out his hand and pressed Chu Yu's shoulder. Whose palm did the water in his eyes linger for a long time accidentally hit
With a light and shallow sigh, Chu Yu pushed Qin Zheng's hand away lightly, and said, "She has half your flesh and blood, and if there comes a day, you don't need to do anything, just keep her safe for me."
Chu Yu smiled wryly: "I don't know why I taught her to be so temperamental...like me, not good..."
Qin Zheng clenched his hands tightly, feeling pain in his palms, but it was not as heartbreaking as Chu Yu's every word and every word fell on his heart.
"If she took a detour like me in that year, and she must stop...even if she gets a little angry, it doesn't matter. If she doesn't listen...it's okay to ask for family law...It's better than ending up like me..."
Qin Zheng turned his face away, gritted his teeth and said, "I will accept everything you say."
Chu Yu saw that he returned quickly, but she let go of one thing in her heart, and her face turned pale.
"There were a lot of muddled things in the past years, but at least I lived to understand once. There is only one sentence, and you just listen to it." Qin Zheng looked into Chu Yu's eyes, pointed to his heart, and said word by word: "Except for Chu Qing's resignation, in this life, you will be happy again." No one else's ears."
Chu Yu looked out the window, but couldn't see the rain clearly through the curtain. Although the heart is as cool as rain, there are no more ripples in the end.