frightfiction Chapter 206 Being Deeply Loved
Chapter 206 Being Deeply Loved
The two of them sat together in the corner, like good friends in fox fur coats pushing open the door on a snowy winter night, and having a long chat in front of the table in the warm candlelight.
The noise in her ears faded away, the atmosphere was gentle and peaceful, shoulder to shoulder, Pu Ran tilted her head to watch him playing with the blood diamond in his palm without saying a word, her tone was the same as usual: "I'm sorry, I asked others about your past."
Qin Jin stretched one leg straight and half-bent the other, throwing and catching the blood diamond in his hand: "Don't take it to heart, just treat it as a story."
No matter whether the past was sad and ridiculous, or heavy and painful, they never escaped from it. They looked back calmly. Although they did not face it with a smile, they still looked straight at it without moving their eyes away.
Everyone has come to where they are today by examining their past selves and making decisions.
Catching the blood diamond again, he raised his head slightly, put the back of his head against the cold wall, and said in a low voice: "You should go back."
He knew that with his junior sister's ability, she could still escape now.
Pu Ran shook his head.
"You gave me a gift for meeting me, and now I want to give you one too."
She knew that saving a life was not difficult, but saving a person was the most difficult.
Qin Jin wanted to disappear forever with all his puppetry skills and be buried with the Tantric Buddhism. He had no will to live, and Pu Ran was well aware of this.
Hearing this, the young man's eyes flew up, he looked unruly, and his expression showed a bit of ferocity: "You really don't want to leave? I have countless lives on my shoulders, and yours is not a big deal."
Pu Ran clenched his fist and said, "If you keep talking so nasty, I'll throw you over my shoulder."
Recalling the first time they met at Hanshan Temple, he was thrown smoothly over the shoulder by Pu Ran.
The boy looked slightly confused, then he stroked his lips with his index finger and laughed softly.
He laughed heartily and brilliantly, with crystal tears oozing from the corners of his eyes.
They all said that his junior sister was stupid, and he thought so too.
For a person he had only met a few times, he was in danger. He looked nasty, and flicked the girl's eyebrows with his finger. His voice was pleasant, teasing, and mixed with some affection: "Are you stupid?"
Pu Ran covered his forehead and curled his lips: "I'm not going to give you such a good gift if I'm stupid."
She carefully reached into her clothes and took out a hyacinth from her bosom. The hyacinth was pure white, soft and holy, making the boy feel as if he was in a trance.
The brown pupils suddenly opened wide, and a layer of water vapor spread out, as if a gentle breeze was blowing, causing ripples of light, wet and sparkling.
She had been carefully protecting a hyacinth in her arms, but after running all the way, several petals were squeezed and the juice was squeezed out.
“Although the flower field was destroyed, I still found one plant that remained.”
Earlier, she said she had something to do, so she left Zong Zheng Yuchi and acted alone. She didn't go anywhere else, but just went to look for the flower field.
The flower field was in a mess, with branches broken and petals crushed into mud. There was not a single intact plant in sight, so it took her a lot of time to search for it.
In fact, she could use her spiritual power to revive a plant, but it would not be the original plant, the one Qin Jin planted because he missed his mother and the one that still bloomed unyieldingly after experiencing the storm.
It was sunny these two days, and the sun melted a lot of snow. The snow water moistened the ground, making it sticky, and there were potholes with water.
She stepped in and bent down to search, occasionally mud and water splashed on her face, and her dress was also made dirty.
So when he met her at the door of the altar, Qin Jin was still wondering what she had been doing. How did she become like a little cat with such a fair face and clean clothes?
Now he knows.
The electric current rushed up from his tailbone unreasonably, causing his brain to go blank and his heart to feel sore and numb.
The rosy lips trembled uncontrollably, and his fingertips touched the soft petals carefully. He felt as if he was overwhelmed by great joy. This emotion could not be digested all at once, and turned into a sour taste, a sweet sour taste.
Perhaps he originally wanted to live longer and then destroy the Tantric Buddhism together. Seventeen years old was too young after all. Apart from his controlled life, he didn't have a few years to walk around, see the world, and live for himself.
So he thought, I should be greedy and live to be twenty, and then die at twenty. But the fuse was lit too suddenly, the flower field was destroyed, and the last bit of hope was gone.
Qin Jin was furious, which led to this sudden change in the Tantric Buddhism.
The desire for destruction caused by hyacinth is also quelled by hyacinth.
"You really don't know what it feels like to be loved?"
Pu Ran lowered his eyes to look at the hyacinth that the boy had treasured in his heart, and propped up his cheek with one hand.
"Why would mother risk her life to come and see you?"
"Why should I send you a pure white flower?"
Her eyelashes were lowered a little, her eyes were calm, yet filled with indescribable tenderness.
"Because she loves you deeply."
In other words, you are deeply loved.
“Love is something that doesn’t disappear just because someone is gone.”
"You see, it surrounds you forever."
The white fingertips gently pointed to his chest, fell on his heart, fell on the hyacinth.
At that moment, his heart seemed to be blown by a strong wind, bringing with it the thoughts of the deceased, rolling up the pure white petals all over the sky, and it scattered like a flower rain called "love".
Fallen petals follow the flowing water and arrive at Zhuyu Bay.
Didn't we spend a lot of good times together?
"My mother didn't give you this flower to lead you to destruction, did she?"
"At least I have to live well and live up to her expectations."
"Only by living on can you have the chance to be loved by more people in the future."
She sat against the wall, curled up her legs, placed one arm across her knees, supported her face with the other arm, tilted her head and slowly looked at the hyacinth. Every word she spoke was like a golden and jade chess piece, striking crisply into the young man's heart.
"People are very forgetful. Not many people would pay too much attention to the dead. Sixth Brother, I don't want to completely forget about you if time passes a little longer."
The fierce wind on the sea stopped, and the heavy rain also ceased. He was like a trapped person sitting alone in a boat. He closed his eyes for the first time in a long time, feeling the setting sun and listening to the soft sound of the wind.
"I have said everything I wanted to say. Whatever you do next is up to you."
“No one will criticize your choice.”
If you really feel tired, I won't stop you from choosing death.
"It's just that I want to sit here until the end. No matter what, the two of us won't be alone."
After saying that, she changed her posture, straightened her upper body and pressed it against the wall, placed her hands naturally on her lower abdomen, closed her eyes and listened calmly to the sound of the collapse.
Pieces of rubble fell one after another, and the footsteps of the puppets got closer and closer.
There will be a fierce battle later.
It doesn't matter if the battle is fierce, because after the battle you can leave here, eat the delicious meals made by the fourth senior brother, and sleep on a soft bed.
Puran is always full of expectations. As long as she can eat and sleep, all the hardships are insignificant in her eyes.
Just as she was daydreaming, her shoulders suddenly felt heavy. She glanced up and saw from the corner of her eye that the boy buried his head in the crook of her neck.
Qin Jin's voice was hoarse and arrogant, like an angry wolf cub.
"Don't look this way."
"Oh."
She turned her head away obediently.
Soon I felt the wetness of the fabric on my shoulders.
He cried.
Puran immediately knew his situation.
Some tears touched the skin of her neck and she paused slightly.
Are human tears so hot?
The boy's thin back trembled slightly, as if the spine of a cliff was shaking.
Pu Ran hesitated for a moment, but still raised her hand and touched his back. The warmth of the other person was transmitted to her through the thin clothes.
It’s so hot, as hot as tears with body temperature.
Because of her soothing actions, the boy couldn't hold back his tears, and he poured out a little, sobbing, venting, and wailing.
Qin Jin wrapped his arms tightly around her waist and buried his face in her shoulder, crying silently.
He didn't want others to see his weak side, and he was trying hard to suppress his tears.
Awkward child.
"Sixth Brother, you are so hot."
Puran, the inconsiderate atmosphere destroyer, spoke honestly:
"You are wearing so little, you may have caught a cold or have a fever."
This is winter.
Qin Jin: “…”
Shut up.