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53. Chapter 50 Only He Jiangnan Old (3)
The next day, Shen Ce wanted to stay with Duke Shen, and Zhao Zhao took her sister to the airport alone.
When my sister saw Zhaozhao, it was like she had a private matter to talk about, and it was difficult to open her mouth because of Shen Ce's presence. When I got into the car, my sister whispered to avoid the driver, "Yesterday he proposed to you. I was so happy that I didn't sleep all night. I was writhing on the bed, thinking of something."
"what?"
"The year my mother got married, Shen Ce asked me if my birth date had been changed."
"Why do you ask about this?"
"There were a lot of people together that day, and when you weren't there, when everyone was playing by the swimming pool, someone said that they were missing something in their life. When they chatted, they all reported the date of birth and the time of birth. At first, Shen Ce didn't say anything. , After everyone dispersed, we went to the bar to drink water, and he suddenly asked. But soon, he said it was a joke. "
"He likes to make jokes."
"It's nothing more than a joke," my sister said. "Can you contact us about the misunderstanding of our birth dates?"
She was stunned.
In this case, probably after her mother remarried, she and her sister went to Australia to celebrate her aunt's birthday. The day the two sisters were born, it was premature. Zhaozhao's father didn't have time to rush back. Grandma and aunt were waiting outside the delivery room the whole time. My aunt said that at that time, I had an impression that the baby I saw first had a small face, delicate and soft hair. When the twins were sent to the ward together, the nurse said that the baby with curly hair, who looked like a mixed race, was the elder sister. The little aunt was afraid that she would be dazzled and wrong, and asked her grandmother. Grandma didn't care about this at all, she burst into tears with joy when she saw one, hugged the two together, and liked both. She asked the doctors and nurses again, and no one thought it was wrong, so she thought it was her fault. Besides, it's a family, it doesn't matter who the twins are first, so I won't talk about it.
Soon, the grandmother died, Zhaozhao's parents divorced, each took a daughter, the aunt moved to Australia, and the sisters never saw the old man again. Until that year, the twins took advantage of the holiday to celebrate their birthdays. The old man was happy and told the "dazzling" past as an interesting story. At first hearing of this incident, Zhao Zhaohe and sisters took it as an anecdote and relayed it to her parents. Dad laughed it off, and Mom took it seriously and asked someone to check. The birth file and case are complete, and there is nothing wrong.
"It's just that you don't look alike. Generally, twins can't tell the difference, so they won't misunderstand them." Mom said with a smile.
"The birth files are all there, so you can't be wrong," Dad concluded. "It must be the old man who read it wrong."
My sister took this as a coincidence, and after she finished speaking, she turned to talk about her father's family.
Is it a coincidence?
On the way back, Zhaozhao looked at the street scene outside the car window and thought a lot. In the past six months, she came up with an unrealistic conjecture: she and Shen Ce have a relationship, and the relationship is very deep, not only in this life.
When Zhaozhao returned to the house, Shen Ce was nowhere to be found.
"In the waterside," Shen Yan was in the dining room, playing chess with his son. Seeing her anxious look, he told her, "I saw him half an hour ago to feed the koi in the waterside."
She found Shuixie. He just finished feeding and wiped his hands with a wet towel: "Are you back?"
Towels were thrown into bamboo baskets.
Shen Ce sat down beside the short table and added two drops of water to the teapot. In the pot is the Dahongpao.
Zhaozhao sat next to him and sat on the floor: "Just on the way, my sister and I were chatting about my aunt and aunt, and we were still talking about the possibility that we might be born in the wrong order."
He poured two cups of tea, one of which was filled with a spoon of milk: "You are sisters, it doesn't matter who is older or younger, there is no need to be persistent."
Zhaozhao observes him.
Shen Ce was stared at by her, raised his eyes and asked, "Did I say something wrong?"
She looked at him: "You asked my sister if her birth date was changed. Before the wedding banquet in Macau."
"Really?" Shen Ce put down the milk spoon, "I can't remember."
"Before the wedding banquet, I, my sister, and my parents didn't know about it. How did you know?"
He took a sip of tea: "It's probably a joke with her."
"I want to hear the truth."
"What truth?"
"Assuming the birth order is wrong, that birth date is mine... Are you kidding? Or did you find something?"
He was silent for a moment.
Ask Qin Zhaozhao that day, he had just experienced his first life-and-death memory. The fifteen-year-old forward took part in the leadership, lying in the tent afraid of his own death, leaving Zhaozhao alone... That night, the military doctor's apprentice listened to him talk about what his sister liked and hated, so fine that her hair grew every month. How much can be compared with two fingers. Of course, it also includes Zhaozhao's birthday.
After he regained consciousness, at the poolside, the audience took turns talking about his birthdate. What Qin Zhaozhao said was exactly the same as that of his sister in the past. But he knew that Qin Zhaozhao was not her, and even if God deliberately set up a situation for him, he would not admit his sister wrong.
He never wavered about who Zhao Zhao was.
In those two days, when he first picked up the memories of his past life, the shock in his heart was huge, and it was inevitable that he would make a slip of the tongue. At the bar, he asked Qin Zhaozhao that sentence, but then he thought it was inappropriate, and took it as a "joke".
This is a rare mistake he made because he was not careful enough.
Zhaozhao's intelligence never loses to him. It was in the past, and it is now.
He needed to give her a perfect answer, an answer that wouldn't make her reminisce.
From Shen Ce's silence, she caught the strangeness: "Even if the birth date is a coincidence. Everything that happened between us is unusual. You must have something to tell me."
"Also, your family has said, and you have admitted it yourself that you survived when you were young because you were brought back to Jiangnan, and there are things here that can tie you. What is it that ties you? You refuse to be three years old. Talk, the old monk said that you have a long-standing memory of the past, and you have not forgotten it in reincarnation. What do you remember?"
She begged to call him: "Shen Ce?"
Shen Ce did not answer.
"I dreamed of you," she couldn't hide it any longer, "many times, in the same house. I tied your belt and called you brother..."
The picture in the dream after the catastrophe on the river bank is bizarre and blurred. She can't remember.
She woke up with tears on her face in those two days. She was not reconciled and tried to grab something more in vain. There was only one short scene of repetition: the wood-colored floor was under her feet, and she walked all the way, making a creaky sound all the way. The weather was hot, and he knew it would never stop. The maids were beside the tub full of ice cubes, and they were shaking fans to drive away the heat for him. Outside the open wooden door, a waterwheel like a Ferris wheel pumped up the water continuously, cooling down with the circulation of water. And she held the jade belt and walked towards him... everything was terrifyingly real.
"Even if the dream is false, but I can feel that we are different from other people. Brother, you tell me," she loves him, knows him better, and in this suffocating silence, she can be sure that she is right , guessed correctly: "Brother..."
She shook his left hand: "I want to know."
...
This is probably the most difficult time in his life, looking into those eyes.
Shen Ce slowly looked away, pushed the teacup to her hand, and wanted her to drink it.
Zhaozhao didn't move at all, holding back tears.
Under her gaze, he finally sighed deeply and broke the silence: "I'll tell you a story."
He was silent for a moment.
"This story is about the white tiger," he said again. "In the past, there were mountains, forests and rivers in the river basin, where birds and animals lived with the ancestors. One day in the mountains, someone saw a white tiger. It is said that this is an auspicious beast, and it often offers food and sings praises to it. It does not know what it is in the eyes of people. As a white tiger, it has been a different kind since childhood and cannot tolerate the same kind. Therefore, it is grateful to those who treat itself well. , often haunting places where people live at night, preying on beasts to protect people.
Because its body is like snow, it likes to be strong and bright, and has been accompanied by a safflower since childhood. This flower blooms all summer, leaves withered in early autumn, buried under snow in winter, and sprouts in spring the following year, and so on. Year after year, wait for three seasons, see one season. For fear of being hurt by birds and beasts, the white tiger looked around for thorns, branches and thorns and moved them to the flowers. Over time, the thorns took root and grew into clumps. The clumps turned into forests, becoming a forbidden area that neither birds, beasts nor people could approach. In one place, united. Only the white tiger walks every day and knows how to cross the thorns and find it in the depths of its hiding place. "
"A few years later, natural and man-made disasters continued. Some people asserted that the white tiger was a fierce god, and the water came to the river basin. The people in the city were angry and fearful. They chased the white tiger with torches and shovels, forcing it to have nowhere to escape. Entering the thorn forest. It is reluctant to go, afraid of being implicated in the things deep in the thorns, hiding in the east and Tibet, covered with bruises and bruises, and finally escaped into the thorn forest after the flowering period."
He took a sip of tea and rubbed the cup with his fingertips: "The red flower that should have withered in early autumn opened unexpectedly, waiting for it to come back."
She held her breath, waiting for an ending.
"People are the smartest, they will use fire. After a fire burned for several days, the root veins of flowers and leaves were connected to the thorn forest. They did their best to protect the white tiger, and wanted it to have a chance to leave. Run away until there is no one else. The place."
There was already a scene in front of her eyes that reflected half of the sky: "...Did it escape?"
He shook his head.
How to run away, why run away.
Needless to say the end of the story, she has seen the whole picture.
"I shouldn't have been born, so my life is short and it's hard to live," his voice said. "It was you who tied me in Jiangnan. I survived because you were born that year."
There are bamboo curtains hanging on three sides of the water pavilion to block the sun. At this time, under the blow of the wind, the rear end swept the floor lightly, making a sound, very light, the only noise here.
"Trust me?" he asked.
This was the first time Shen Zhaozhao faced his red eyes, and it was also the first time he had tears and did not avoid her. She nodded, tears welling up, still not enough, nodding heavily.
"Shen Ce," he said hoarsely, "I am worthy of the world, but I am ashamed of you."
The past has passed away long ago, and the only traces left are his throat, which was wounded by thick smoke. It was rough, hoarse, but not heavy.
In order to save his subordinates, to protect the people, and to relieve the army, he died again and again. The closest she is, hiding in a distant relative's house incognito. The elder brother has been promoted to an official position, and the tiger is on the firewood. She wears a pair of clogs all summer to save money. Until she is forced to marry, she will not be able to protect herself. She will not even write a letter to him, for fear of exposing him and threatening him. to him.
Contempt of the royal family, the master of Chai Sang of the proud clan... But he dare not listen to the sentence "Zhao Zhao has a prince in his heart", dare not take a second look at "This heart is so bright, the animal husband can learn from it", and he dare not ask any more questions. , Who are you painting clogs for?
...
"We shouldn't be together, the whole world thinks this way," he said what he had never said before, "I never thought about it that way. From beginning to end, I want to marry you, day and night."
She cried completely silently.
The light on the lake made her unable to open her eyes and could not see him clearly. Across the light and tears, she seemed to have lost her ability to see, only his voice remained:
"I've been waiting for you, waiting for you in Jiangnan. Every time I can't wait, I tell myself there is still a chance, and tell myself that you will come back."
Zhaozhao can't bear his brother, he knows.
All worlds are always born and perished.
Thousands of years of river water, lights like the sea, the heart of the animal husbandry, Zhaozhao Yongjian.