The rain was getting heavier and it fell on the eaves with crackling sounds.
The sound was extremely noisy and made people feel uneasy.
A biting cold wind blew in from outside, and the young man's clothes moved with the sound of the wind, but he just stood aside, calmly watching the men, women, and children in the governor's home being dragged away one by one.
Although his body was soaked by the heavy rain, the young man still stood still.
Suddenly there were footsteps coming from behind.
It was Fu'an holding an umbrella and walking through the muddy rain.
“Where did the testimony of treason come from?”
The young man tilted his head slightly and said casually: "I don't know..."
"The handwriting on the testimony is yours."
Listening to Fu'an's determined and cold voice, the young man just smiled, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.
"So, the general wants to arrest me and then reverse the case for the governor?"
Fu'an raised the sword, but the moment he put his hand on the hilt, the young man had already taken away the sword from Fu'an's waist and threw it away.
Having followed Fu'an for many years, the young man already knew Fu'an well.
The umbrella suddenly fell to the ground and rolled away with the strong wind. The sudden heavy rain made both of them soaked by the rain.
As far as the eye can see, there is a dark and gloomy sky.
The young man suddenly closed some of his sleeves. Inexplicably, he felt a little cold.
Fu'an clenched his fingers: "Why?"
"I had a dream..." The young man's tone was calm and indifferent. He turned to look at Fu'an and asked, "Want to hear it?"
"Say it."
The young man sighed deeply: "For so many years, it has been the same dream that comes over and over again."
It's a dream.
But it’s so real that it couldn’t be more real.
It was still the beautiful season in late spring in the south of the Yangtze River. The alleys were deep and winding, with green walls and white tiles, and pink bricks and gold buildings. Occasionally, there were actors babbling on the stage, and their voices were vague and distant, coming from nowhere.
At that time, the young man was only eleven or twelve years old. He lived with his tribe in a courtyard in a deep lane. In the courtyard, there was a tall and prosperous crabapple tree, which was as beautiful as the clouds and brocade.
A girl dressed in red jumped down from the crabapple tree. Her body was light and agile, with a soft smile on her face, as graceful and moving as a crabapple flower.
The girl said that her favorite was Begonia flowers.
The east wind is full of glory, and the fragrant mist is covered with moonlight in the corridor. I am afraid that the flowers will fall asleep late at night, so I burn a high candle to illuminate the red makeup.
The girl said that when she was a child, she once saw an endless snowstorm.
Thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow drifting, except for a vast expanse of white snow, only myself is left in the vast sky and earth.
Heavy snow fell all over the sky, covering the whole world with a layer of white gauze, as if it was isolated from the rest of the world.
So the girl tied red ribbons around her parents.
Even if you get lost in the wind and snow one day, you can find your parents as long as you see the bright red color like a begonia flower.
It's reassuring enough.
But that day, the girl was sitting on the crabapple tree, looking at the various people under the tree, and saw a touch of red in them.
But it's not reassuring.
Instead, it was a burning red color.
Under the crabapple tree, the mother hugged the strange woman with tenderness and sweetness. It seemed that the snowstorm had isolated them from the eyes of the world, allowing them to hide safely under the tall crabapple tree and tell unknown secrets.
The girl's body stiffened.
But she didn't dare to say anything, so she could only hide in the tree. The lush flowers and leaves obscured her petite figure. Under the tree, her mother was making an eternal vow with a strange girl.
The name of the strange girl is Haitang.
From then on, the girl never climbed the crabapple tree again.
My mother still met Haitang occasionally, but my father seemed unaware of this and just lived the most ordinary life day after day.
Miss Haitang is not from Yuqi.
That day, a girl walking in the market bumped into Miss Haitang.
The girl's body froze into ice in an instant, and she froze in place, staring blankly at the girl, unable to move even a step away.
Nothing else.
There was a shallow mark on Miss Haitang's face.
The girl knows that Miss Haitang is not from Yuqi, then...
Miss Haitang voluntarily put the mark of Yu Qi on her face for the sake of her mother.
The girl asked her weakly and awkwardly: "Why...?"
Miss Begonia knows the girl.
She just smiled lightly: "I want to be with her forever."
"My mother is already married and has children..."
The girl wanted to push away Miss Haitang, but Miss Haitang had a gentle, watery aura about her, and a heart-to-bone tenderness that was so sweet that people could melt into it.
"I've known it for a long time..." Miss Haitang said and smiled again, "I also know what I'm going to face."
The girl didn't want to listen anymore, so she turned around and ran away.
That year, the girl never wore red clothes again, nor climbed up the crabapple tree again.
She despised such a charming and sentimental flower, despised the begonia that looked prosperous and beautiful, but had countless secrets hidden behind it.
after that……
A war broke out from Yannan Pass and spread to the city.
The Yuqi people were despised by the people of the Daluo country. The Yuqi people in the city were harmed like never before. The people of the Daluo country resented, despised, and hated them, wishing that the Yuqi people would disappear from this world.
The girl's father was beaten to death on the street.
Five or six men surrounded him in a corner, punched and kicked him, and shouted evil words at him. When the girl found her father, he was already lying on the ground in a miserable state, spitting blood from his mouth, and his bones were broken every inch.
Any chance of life.
The girl burst into tears.
The cry attracted others.
Seeing the mark that belonged to the Yuqi people on the girl's face, the original worry and concern turned into disgust and disgust in an instant.
What's more, while he was cursing, he stepped forward and seemed to want to beat the girl to death without any mercy.
Others just looked on coldly, and no one stepped forward to stop him.
Only the girl was dressed in red, standing in front of the girl.
It is Miss Haitang.
Miss Haitang pleaded: "She is innocent."
"No one in Yuqi is innocent!"
"The people in Yuxi are all disasters!"
"The heinous crime is unforgivable! The crime deserves death!"
"..."
Curses, contempt, and sarcasm came one after another, and the target was the thin and pitiful girl. In an instant, she became a sinner for the ages.
But only Miss Haitang stood in front of the girl, shielding her from thousands of wind and rain, just like a small boat still wandering on the sea in the storm. Just when it was about to sink to the bottom of the sea, someone suddenly relied on their own strength to pull the small boat
Drag it out.
But after all, he is one person.
Not long after, Miss Haitang also died.
She died at the hands of thousands of people.
Later...
When the young man saw the girl for the first time, he saw her jumping down from the crabapple tree with a gentle smile on her face.
The girl said that her favorite flower was the Begonia flower.
Begonias are charming and sentimental when they are in full bloom, but behind the seemingly prosperous and beautiful scenery, there is an unbreakable sadness, as desolate and sad as waking up from a big dream.
But eventually it drifted away and became silent.
The young man held the girl's hand tightly.
"From now on, I will be here."
The girl did not refute, nor did she agree. She just quietly let go of her hand. She still had that gentle smile on her face, but her voice was so sad and sad: "There is no way..."
"How could it be?" The young man looked directly into the girl's eyes, his eyes burning, "In the future, we will only have happy things together..."
"Happy...?" The girl turned her head, looked at the prosperous and beautiful crabapple flowers on the tree, and said softly, "From the day she died, there will be no happy things."
The young man did not understand: "No, it will get better in the future..."
The girl did not refute, but still smiled: "You will understand."
The young man later understood.
The day the girl died was not a special day. The sky was clear, the wind was gentle, and there was a fresh and pleasant atmosphere in the air.
The young man was holding Begonia flowers and was about to find the girl.
But when he opened the door, he saw a girl sitting on the couch. A sharp blade had penetrated deeply into the girl's heart. Blood flowed from the wound, staining her flawless white clothes with layers of blood stains.
Just like begonia flowers blooming on clothes.
Beautiful and sad.
The Begonia flower fell to the ground.
The girl committed suicide.
There was still a light and gentle smile on her face, and she went to death calmly. It seemed that what she did today was not the end of her own life, but the beginning of a new life.
The young man finally understood.
"From the day she died, she would never be happy again."
When the young man walked out, he seemed to see the sky falling heavily.
The recurring dream begins from this moment.
The girl who was as elegant and beautiful as a begonia was as sad and sad as a begonia when she died. In the end, she stayed in the dream of the young man for a long time, talking and laughing, and jumped down from the begonia tree.
she says,
Her favorite is the crabapple flower.
…
After hearing this, Fu'an didn't make any comment.
The young man didn't say anything, he just picked up the thrown sword, put it back in Fu'an's hand, then turned around and left.
Fu'an pursed his lips: "You are not the only one who is haunted by nightmares."
The young man's steps slowed down a little, and he turned his head to look at him: "That's not a nightmare."
It was a story about Haitanghua. Although it caused him pain like a sword and tortured him day and night, he still couldn't bear to destroy it or forget it. It was always hidden in his heart.
"If you don't go, no one in the governor's family will survive." Fu'an called to him.
The young man was unmoved: "This is what I want."
As he said this, he walked forward, but he still couldn't help but think of the little girl he had just seen.
So I walked around in the heavy rain for a long time, and finally walked to the execution ground.
Blood mixed with rainwater flowed all over the ground, and the entire execution ground exuded a strong smell of blood, which was nauseating.
The men, women, and children in the governor's home were sent to the execution ground one by one and beheaded.
The little girl who originally cried out of panic became unusually quiet after seeing her family members being beheaded one after another. She only curled up and hid in the corner without making any sound.
sound.
It was as quiet as a doll, without any life.
So the young man stepped forward and stretched out his hand to the little girl.
The heavy rain was heavy, and there were only a few government officials here, and there was only one executioner. They were all on the execution ground at this time, leaving only the "prisoners" with their hands and feet tied up.
So it is very easy for young people to come here.
The little girl raised her head and looked at the young man, her eyes filled with confusion, fear, and a bit of confusion.
The young man looked cold and without any emotion. He just extended his hand to the little girl without saying a word. But after a short silence, the little girl raised her hand and held the young man's hand.
So the young man picked up the girl and walked out of the execution ground.
Naturally, I also met the government officials who were supposed to be guarding here.
The government officials recognized the young man at a glance: "This is the adult who is following General Fu'an!"
The young man nodded briefly and said: "The little girl is involved in other cases, I need to take her away."
"Sir, go slowly." The government officials didn't think anything of it and watched the young man take the little girl away.
The little girl who was taken away by the young man was the governor's daughter. She held the young man's clothes tightly and looked at the unfamiliar environment around her. She raised her head to look at the young man from time to time.
Even when she was young, her family was destroyed and her family was destroyed. The young man in front of her is her only support now.
If it weren't for him, she would have died on the execution ground.
But the young man left her alone outside and went in alone.
After learning that the young man had brought the little girl over, Fu An was so angry that he laughed and raised his hand to point at the young man, causing spittle to fly.
"You are the murderer who destroyed her family!"
The young man raised his hand and moved away from Fu'an's hand. His expression was calm and emotionless, and he just said: "I am also the benefactor who saved her."
"She would not have been sent to the execution ground!"
"I wouldn't have been deported."
Fu'an had long known that the young man was from Yuqi, and also knew that all the actions of the young man were to express the irresolvable hatred in his heart. However, Fu'an never disclosed the young man's identity to the public. He just took a deep breath and said:
"Kill her."
He is the enemy who ruined the little girl's family and is the cause of all this. If the little girl is left behind, what will happen when the little girl learns the truth in the future?
Fu'an didn't want to see that happen.
even if……
He couldn't bear to let a helpless little girl die at the most innocent and innocent age.
But there is no choice.
Hearing the words, the young man smiled silently, his smile was slightly devilish, which made Fu's heart tighten. Then he saw the young man pulled out the long sword from the side, turned around and walked away, without stopping at all, and was about to open the door.
He really wanted to kill the little girl!
At that moment, Fu'an's heart was complicated and unspeakable.
He hoped that if the little girl died, there wouldn't be any more twists and turns in the future, but he didn't want to see the young man so heartbroken, not even sparing a young and ignorant little girl.
"Stop!" Fu'an gritted his teeth.
The Fu'an General, who was shocked on the battlefield, seemed extremely fragile at this moment. He raised his hand and pointed at the little girl outside the door, and said word by word: "Take her away, don't let me see her in the future."