Men are sensitive and careless at the same time, and it is easy to ignore some problems. But there are only two people in this place, Qingyu and me. When I can’t find out the cause of her illness, I can only make this judgment. I can’t ask her
She couldn't explain the specific situation clearly. In short, the reality made my head suddenly grow bigger. What is all this?
Then, I observed her very carefully. I am not a doctor and have no relevant experience before, but I still understand this common sense. Through these observations, I confirmed my judgment that she was pregnant.
I was so distraught that her condition was already very bad, and now that something like this happened again, I had no idea at all. I was thinking that if it was too early to send her to the hospital, I could move her to a town.
There were a lot of troubles, but I couldn't leave her alone. Anyway, during those two days, I kept thinking hard and scratching my head, and a lot of hair was scratched off.
When there is no physical discomfort, Qingyu is still very quiet. She may not be aware of the cause of her vomiting. As usual, she likes to sit under the coniferous pine and look out on the rocks.
Ye Kong. I tried every means to convince her, but she refused to leave the barren mountain until she died.
If she is still a normal person, then she may have lost her last confidence in life and feelings, and is completely desperate. When a person is strongly hurt, she may just want to hide in a quiet and safe place.
She silently endures the pain caused by the pain and uses time to heal it. Qingyu has no other place to go. This may be the only pure land in her heart that she can stay in.
Since she is happy, let her stay here. I think, just stay with her like this for a while, and then take her away from the mountain when the time is right.
Everything has its ups and downs, including feelings. Sooner or later, the outburst of feelings will cool down and turn into another state. Life in the mountains is very peaceful and less noisy, but as time goes by, it will always make people feel uncomfortable.
It felt boring. Especially for someone like Qingyu, who would sit somewhere for hours or even half a day. I had no choice but to stay nearby and watch her, while reviewing the things taught by the old monk Wu Nian.
When Chen Lao told her story about her wife before she died, what made me regret the most was the cessation and loss of the meaning of the bird's beak inscription. This was originally the most important purpose of my return to the present, but the messy things before made this
The purpose was diluted and I couldn't remember it. It wasn't until my life completely calmed down that I remembered it.
I found a suitable opportunity and sat face to face with Qingyu. Now I couldn't understand what she wanted to express through language. I had to observe her very carefully, capture her expression while asking questions, and then use this as a clue.
Make corresponding judgments. After so many days of contact, she has gained a lot of trust in me, and even has a kind of dependence on me. She sat down opposite me very obediently.
"Let me ask you something." I started slowly, starting from Dayanpo, talking about the rice fields, the camp, and the team, and then reminded her step by step until the team went deep underground.
Explore unknown spaces.
She didn't answer, but her eyes kept moving, obviously thinking about it.
"A thing like this..." I drew the shape of the big stone tripod on the ground, and then asked: "There are many characters on it, do you remember?"
My painting skills are not high, but it was enough for her to see that this was a stone tripod. Qingyu looked at it, her eyes were confused, but as she looked at it, she seemed to recall something, probably thinking of the time when she was there at the stone tripod.
Seeing the danger that had happened nearby, her eyes immediately became frightened and confused.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's gone now, it's gone." I hurriedly said and gestured to comfort her, and patted her back gently. This method of coaxing a child was very useful to her.
I comforted her, and she gradually calmed down. In fact, this is a good thing, proving that she has not forgotten what happened in Dayanpo, at least not completely.
When she calmed down, I asked cautiously: "Do you still remember those words?"
I drew an inscription on a bird's beak, which was one of the two inscriptions I could memorize. But Qingyu looked at it for a long time and shook her head at me. She would definitely not lie. Since she denied it, it means that maybe she really doesn't remember.
Already.
I dropped the small stone in my hand. I couldn't say that I was disappointed. At present, my only wish is that she can live well.
Of course, there is also the child in her belly.
Ordinary days always slip away unknowingly, passing by so fast. After half a year of living like a savage in Dayanpo, I have actually adapted to such an environment and lifestyle. With whispers, I really
It's very troublesome. She is like an extremely insecure person. As long as she can't see me for two minutes, she will be lost and look for her everywhere. I don't dare to leave. This makes it difficult to go out and buy things. Her belly is gradually bulging.
It became even more inconvenient for her to walk. When she was still able to move, I took her out once in advance and bought a lot of things that she would use later. However, my weight-bearing capacity is limited, so I couldn’t bring food or anything in. I was helpless.
Now, I can only find something to eat in the mountains.
In autumn, the deep mountains are like a large natural warehouse. I wore rain boots, carried a big bag, and wandered around the mountains with a whisper. I picked a lot of wild fruits and mushrooms, and went down to the river to catch fish.
After trapping rabbits, the harvested items are slowly smoked, sun-dried and stored except for daily consumption.
While I was working, Qingyu would stand by and watch. I would pick up two washed fruits and stuff them into her mouth. She was not a completely devoid of thoughts and emotions. Sometimes, I would be so full when I was working.
When I sweat profusely, she will help me wipe away the sweat. This seems to be an idyllic life where men farm and women weave. When she shows her tender side, I still feel a touch of sourness slipping through my heart inadvertently.
"Fish is edible." I will teach her to recognize and become familiar with things that she is familiar with but has forgotten, and tell her various items that she needs daily. This requires a lot of patience, because she won't answer.
I have no idea whether she understands it or not. Often I have to talk about one thing over and over for several days.
I don’t know her past, but I can tell that she is a kind woman. She has a heartfelt care for life. She likes wild fruits and soup made from fresh mushrooms, but she doesn’t mind if I hunt them.
There are animals like rabbits and fish. Sometimes the rabbit I caught with a trap was released in the blink of an eye.
She doesn't have many thoughts of her own, and her happiness is simple and pure. When she watches the little rabbit run away quickly and get into the nearby grass, or when the lively fish is put back into the water, she will smile happily.
Like a worry-free and innocent child. Every time I see this scene, I can't help but think, if, just if, this is my wife, then I will spend my life with her in the mountains isolated from the world.
, is very good, I do.
"For you to eat."
I was lost in thought when Qingyu suddenly raised her hand hidden behind her back. She had a red wild fruit in her hand and stuffed it into my mouth without any explanation. She rarely spoke and could say these three words.
, is already a very rare thing, which shows that she is in a very good mood at this moment.
A wild fruit with a faint fragrance. When you bite it, the sweet juice seeps into your body along the tip of your tongue. When I slowly bit the fruit, Qingyu suddenly hugged me. She was very tall and slightly
Standing on tiptoes, their lips suddenly touched her.
Across that small fruit, our lips touched lightly. Just a moment, but it was like a ripple of happiness rushing into my heart. Her lips were soft and fragrant.
This is the happiness that belongs to two people. No one else can experience it. It may be so simple and insipid, but in my life, this gentle kiss is like a brand that has been engraved on my heart.
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At the end of autumn, Qingyu became obviously lazy and rarely moved around. She only went out for a walk every day when the sun was at its best. In the past, I had imagined my life countless times. I hoped to have a gentle and kind person.
My understanding wife, when she gave birth to a new life, I would stay with her all the time. That was my sweet dream, and I didn’t expect that this sweet dream would come true at this moment.
Although, she is not my wife.
All the work fell on me. I am the kind of lazy person who throws away his socks and buys new ones when they are dirty. But at this time, I had no choice but to take on all the tedious things. With a whisper, I took some savings.
I had been carrying clothes for several days and went to the small river near the conifers to wash them.
After washing the clothes, I put them on the bushes on the other side of the river to dry. I lit a fire, set up a pot, and cooked some of the few white rice and dried mushrooms. Qingyu likes to eat like this.
Porridge. The aroma of rice and mushrooms exudes from the small pot. I whisper and slowly add firewood to the fire. The smoke condenses and ripples in the air. I lie on the withered weeds by the river and enjoy the last bit of sunshine this year.
The sunshine arrived.
As the fire crackled and burned, I suddenly opened my eyes because I had the feeling that someone was approaching us.
I immediately turned over and climbed up. At the same time as I climbed up, I saw two people walking in the direction of the mountain at a glance. This place is quite remote, and only the occasional lost hunter and herbal gatherer may pass by, but
It's also very, very rare. I squinted my eyes and looked at it. Judging from the attire of those two people, they were obviously not lost hunters.