Accompanied by the child's romantic inquiry, Qing Shaonayan was speechless for a moment.
Children seem to be very good at observing words and expressions. After seeing Qing Shao Nayan's expression, a pair of clear eyes suddenly showed a hint of darkness, and even the snacks put in the mouth seemed to be dull.
"Mother...has she really abandoned me?"
Qing Shaonayan only felt her heart being violently knocked. She suddenly had a trace of doubt about herself.
This suspicion is very strange, but it seems very logical.
On the one hand, she likes the kind of indifferent sadness, and the words given by that sadness bring her a completely different beauty. If it were in the text, she would definitely like this kind of sadness and melancholy, the kind of asking but not getting. The beauty is in line with her view of the human heart.
but……
Why?
Why did I start to feel some chest tightness and discomfort?
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Just when Qing Shao Nayan was confused, a figure suddenly appeared at the door that was originally closed. Qing Shao Nayan originally thought it was Abe Seimei standing at the door, but:
"The child is the mother."
The woman's voice, which could not find any problems, stunned Qing Shaonayan.
The ugly child was stunned for a moment, then shouted happily:
"Mother, it's mother! Mother, you are finally here!"
"Be good, eat first. After you finish eating, mother will come in." The figure outside the door let out a burst of doting laughter.
The child nodded solemnly and began to wolf down the snacks in his hands.
"Cough cough... cough cough..."
"Slow down." Qing Shaonayan sighed, and quickly handed the water to the child: "Mom is at the door, be good, don't be in a hurry."
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The child nodded, and his eyes regained their indescribable brilliance.
It was as if a broken doll had its soul re-infused.
Finally, when the food box was empty and the child was finally full, he looked at the door expectantly.
At this time, the door was slowly opened, and what surprised Qing Shaonayan was that the person who walked in before him was actually a woman! The woman was wearing white clothes, and her face looked like that of an ordinary woman.
The only difference is that the woman has a pair of horns on her forehead.
"Mother!"
The child was so surprised that he threw himself into his mother's arms!
"Mother! Mother!" The child burst into tears and rubbed desperately against the woman's clothes. His tender voice was more fragile than ever before: "Mother, I thought... I thought you finally thought I was ugly and left me. ."
"How could it be..." The mother gently stroked the child's hair: "No matter when and where you are, you are my child after all..."
At this moment, the patter of rain gradually stopped.
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The originally dark sky gradually became clearer.
The courtyard is filled with the scent of moist earth after the rain and the sky clears. The sunlight shining in reflects the room like a brilliant rainbow.
"Tick-tock...tick-tock..."
The remaining rainwater fell slowly from the eaves, making a crisp and sweet sound.
The child closed his eyes in contentment in his mother's arms, and gradually, it turned into a burst of bubbles and dissipated.
Qing Shaonayan couldn't help but look at what was happening in front of him in surprise: "What, what is going on?"
The woman sighed softly, and her body began to change. Gradually, she returned to the appearance of Abe Seimei.
"It's you, Qingmingjun!" Qing Shaona couldn't help but said, "What the hell is going on..."
Abe Seimei smiled: "This child has died a long time ago. He died of starvation in the pouring rain."
"He is a child of a ghost. He was abandoned by his parents because he was too ugly. His mother promised him that she would come to see him when the autumn wind comes. But..."
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"The child waited and waited, but in the end he did not wait for his mother."
"In the end, I was hungry and cold, as if I was under a heavy rain."
"Because before his mother left him, he put a coir raincoat on him. So even if he turned into a ghost, the child could not bear to take it off. From then on, he wore the coir raincoat and waited under the big tree, hoping that one day his mother would find him.
"
Qing Shaonayan trembled slightly, and she suddenly felt a sense of moisture in her eyes.
She wiped it subconsciously, and she... actually cried?
Abe Seimei smiled and placed something in the palm of his hand inside the silk cloth on the table: "This... is the incarnation of that child."
Qing Shaonayan looked down and saw a dead cicada lying quietly on the silk cloth.
Qing Shaonayan took a deep breath, took a piece of white paper, stained it with a little ink, and wrote three words "Coirella".
"Qingming Jun, I...I suddenly want to visit Datang."
"Oh? Why?" Abe Seimei couldn't help but ask.
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"I pride myself on being indulging in the sadness of spring and autumn, using sadness to exaggerate beauty, and using sadness to exaggerate happiness. I think this is the literary perfection I pursue. But..."
"But...I suddenly felt a little unwilling. Maybe I had given up hope a long, long time ago. Or maybe, I saw a glimmer of hope in this child..."
"Qingmingjun, tell me, can I go and see the rumored flourishing age of the Tang Dynasty?"
Abe Seimei sighed softly: "If you want to go, I can make it happen."
Qing Shaonayan smiled: "Okay, then after I finish writing "Pillow", I will go to the Tang Dynasty!"
…
At this moment, I don’t know if the person is acting like a play, or if the person is acting like a play.
The surrounding scene became dark again. This time, Abe Seimei's face no longer felt so relaxed. There was a hint of sadness in his eyes.
Perhaps it was because the mother who transformed into a child probed the child's heart and touched the emotions he had been suppressing.
Suddenly, there was a sound of wooden fish, and when the surroundings turned into daylight again, in front of them, there was already a lonely Buddhist hall.
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Abe Seimei looked at the beautiful Seishonagon who was wearing a monk's robe and had faded away, and fell silent:
"Qingming-kun is here?"
On the futon, Qing Shao Nayan stood up slowly. The moment he turned around, there was a trace of unspeakable sadness under the face that had passed away.
"We haven't seen you for many years. I have grown old, but you are still here."
"Qingming-kun, you are indeed not an ordinary person..."
Abe Seimei nodded and saluted: "How have you been, Shona Yan-kun, these years?"
"Well, Dongshi passed away not long ago. "Pillow" has also been completed, and I don't have the energy to continue writing it. Even if it is my favorite waka,..."
There was a sad smile in Qing Shaonayan's eyes.
Abe Seimei clearly understands that it is really sad that a generation of talented women were tortured by marriage and lost any grace.
But I saw Seishonagon taking out a thick book and handing it to Abe Seimei.
"Qingmingjun, this is the original manuscript I have written over the years. I ask Qingmingjun to deal with it on your behalf." Qingshao Nayan said quietly.
Abe Seimei fell silent: "Is this really good? In fact... if you hand "Pillow" to the emperor, your life..."
Qing Shaonayan smiled and shook his head: "I never care about the wealth of life. What I care about is that I can no longer write a Japanese song that satisfies me. I...can't write..."
"Qingming-kun, it's so good to see you at the end...so good..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Shaonagon staggered a few steps and fell into Abe Seimei's arms, as if his oil had run out.
"But... I still have unfulfilled wishes." Abe Seimei asked.
"Well... that being said... there are some..." Qing Shaonayan's eyes gradually began to lose their luster: "I want to go to the Tang Dynasty and Kyushu. I heard that there are quite talented women there. I want to see more
A prosperous, brighter world."
"But I don't want to go there just as a bystander."
"I want to ask myself one day, after seeing all the mountains and rivers of Kyushu, whether I will regret my sadness..."
Abe Seimei sighed softly: "In that case, I will take away some of your soul and let it be reincarnated as a person in Kyushu to appreciate the great rivers and mountains of Kyushu."
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"One day when the time is right, she will come back, regain her memory, and ask you whether you regret it after being reincarnated in your own country..."
Qing Shaonayan laughed: "It sounds... very fantastic... but I know, Qingming-kun, you can do it."
"Because Seimei-kun...is from Kyushu..."
Abe Seimei paused slightly: "You... know?"
Qing Shaonayan smiled: "I also know that you hope to get "Pillow" because you hope to use the power of the words to resurrect someone."
Abe Seimei was silent for a few breaths: "I'm sorry."
Qing Shaonayan shook his head slightly: "I am very happy. At least, I know that Lord Qingming... really regards me as a close friend."
"In my life...two marriages, after all...after all..."
Before I finished speaking, I shed a few lines of tears, and my skinny arms slowly fell. I didn’t know what the final meaning was. Or, no matter what it was, I didn’t need to care.
At this moment, Qing Shao Nayan, who passed away peacefully in front of him, turned into a stream of light. The stream of light gradually began to split into two beams of light.
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The moment the light disappeared, what came into view was Qian Pianpian and Jiuhuyue who had been sleeping.
At the same time, Sora-san and Minamoto Boya also appeared behind Abe Seimei.
"Qingmingjun!" Yuan Boya breathed a sigh of relief: "Great, you're fine!"
Abe Seimei shook his head. At this moment, he and Sora-san looked at each other.
Sora Sang also felt something strange and mysterious. It was obviously just a clone of himself in the world of Soul Resurrection Incense based on Abe Seimei's concept, but at this time, it seemed that the clone had its own ideas.
The sourness that surges into my heart is like a cup of tea that lingers in my mouth for a long time. There is a hint of subtle bitterness in the sweetness.
"My obsession with the Tang Dynasty turned into Qian Pianpian."
"Has the nostalgia for my homeland turned into Jiuhuyue?"
Kong Sang sighed softly, what a dramatic change, just like the charming gentle dance, as the last scene fell, it was unforgettable for a long time.
But I saw Abe Seimei hand over the original copy of "Pillow".
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Kong Sang was a little confused.
"Today is the world of soul-returning incense, and the result of any change can become a reality. This... is what Xue Tao wants." Abe Seimei said.
Sora Sang glanced at Abe Seimei in surprise, and couldn't help but smile and took the booklet: "Are you...are you me, my half, or...are you the real Abe Seimei?"
A little knowledge:
Seishonagon's second marriage in history was also very tragic. He married a man who could almost be his father, named Fujiwara Toyo.
No one knows whether this person was good to Seishonagon and why the two were together, because Fujiwara Toyo died not long after they got married.
Later, Shaonayan of the Qing Dynasty became a nun, and the time of his final death is estimated to be around 1025.
Seishonagon is a legendary female writer who created the source of Japanese prose. However, due to her life, most of her prose is sad for spring and autumn.
The "Coiled Insect" mentioned in this article was also written in Qing Shaonyan's works.
Here, Tongshan has made certain changes.
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The chapter "The Incense of Resurrection" is actually the beginning of the end. In order to fit in with the beauty and romance of the Heian period, Sora Sang changed some of the writing styles and sentence construction methods that he is usually good at.
Throughout the writing process, "shallow sadness" is also used as the theme.
Of course, Tongshan's writing power may be limited. If any readers feel a little dull after reading this or have other ideas, they can also leave a message to Tongshan.
In general, please continue to support me. Although the Japanese chapter seems scattered, it actually lays out a lot of clues.
On the 19th, Tongshan will also dedicate a chapter to integrate the logical clues of the main plot that happened in the Japanese chapter.