The Golden Hairpin

Listening to her trembling breathing, Huang Zixia opened her mouth wide to say, but she said a word. She could only stare at him fiercely, breathing quickly.

"I didn't mean to pretend Huang Zixia's words... At that time, I wanted to follow the county guard's family. I was so emotional that I didn't know what I was doing... I was completely unconscious when I wrote that typeface... Maybe, I was in my heart, always, always thinking about... her. In this world, no one is more familiar with her words. I have copied articles for her countless times, and I can even make mistakes with her. The same..." He said, the difficult voice, although still dry, became clearer, "Also, you said before that I no longer need to use my enemy Huang Jun to guard the family, so I moved out of the county guard house... Actually , No. At that time, I didn't know... the little girl who broke my family in one sentence was Huang Zixia..."

He lived as a beggar and followed the refugees all the way to the south. Later, he was helped by a few gentlemen in the school in Chengdu and was introduced to Huang Min, the county guard.

Huang Min loved him for ten minutes. Seeing that he could not even remember his name in exile, he named him Yu Xuan and took him back home.

In the **** sunset, he saw Huang Zixia for the first time.

The moss growing in the shade, it is the first time to meet the flowers blooming freely in the sun. He was fascinated by the young Huang Zixian and could hardly look directly at her brilliance. He knelt on the ground to help her pick up the scorpion that had fallen in his arms, and touched the corner of her skirt that had been stained with the silt of the lotus pond, he couldn't help holding it, and looked up at her.

His face reflected in her eyes, as clear as a mirror. From then on, he made up his mind, wanting to live in her eyes staring at him for the rest of his life.

The happiest time in his life was only three years. Although the day his mother killed herself by hanging a beam often appeared in his dreams, he had new parents and elder brothers, a life of food and clothing, an eaves that could shelter from wind and rain, and a roof full of stalks. Li's small courtyard.

Also, the girl he admired so much, Huang Zixia.

Three years later, he passed the exam and Chunfeng returned to his righteous parents triumphantly. He thought he might finally have a chance, so he tentatively mentioned the possibility of wanting to be with Huang Zixia.

However, he didn't expect that the righteous parents would make a decision overnight, asking him to move out of the prefecture and go to the house that Shu County bought for him.

Compared with Huang Zixia, who was arguing with his parents warmly and clearly, he respected and appreciated his righteous parents, so he had to move away from the county mansion to his small house.

When celebrating his move to a new home, a group of people familiar with him asked him out for a drink, and they rioted into the night. The snow outside rose slightly, and he left his drunk friends and walked home alone.

He made a special detour to the outside of the county guard house, above the lively street market, and looked up at Huang Zixia's small building.

The light above the small pavilion went out.

The woman he admired so adoringly had already rested.

He smiled, standing in the snow, looking back at the street market. The snowy night was cold, few people traveled, and all the businessmen packed their things and went home. Only an old man singing shadow puppets on the street was performing a short play in front of the screen.

He had already walked over, and pitying the old man was not easy, so he turned back and put some money in front of the screen. He heard the old man sing "Changan Guangdefang", and the distant things in his memory were slightly touched.

So he stood in the snow and looked up and watched the whole play.

The heavy snow was pressing on his hair and shoulders one after another, but he was unaware.

He watched the **** tears of his family's destruction, and it became a play on the street, a pastime story in others' mouths, but everyone praised "Huang Zixia was young and smart".

Huang Zixia.

He encountered the dazzling flowers that bloomed wantonly in the sun.

The murder of his brother's wife is about to be closed. His family, after suffering all the hardships, finally saw the dawn of the future——

But why, the twelve-year-old yelled "Daddy" next to her.

His mother hung on the beam, seemingly still swaying gently. The rising sun outside the window shone diagonally from outside the window lattice, staining the entire body of his mother, the entire dilapidated house of his house, and the entire world where he was located.

He had just woke up from a dream, and his still confused mind was left blank. He stood in front of his mother, holding her leg blankly, and found that she was completely cold and stiff.

After his father died, the mother who weaving and labored day and night and finally raised the two of them; even though the family is poor, she still gritted her teeth to enlighten him and bought him a good pen and ink mother; Zeng smiled and said to him, Our family will be reunited and happy, the mother who lives happily; the crazy mother after his brother was executed, hanged silently while he was asleep.

He has no home.

He moved his mother down from the beam, dragged her to the bed, carefully and properly covered the quilt. He closed his eyes and leaned against her, thinking, as if he was asleep, never to open it again.

However, the snow that night was heavy on his body, making him feel it again. At that time, he felt as if the blood had stopped all over his body.

He didn't know how long he had been standing outside the county guard house. Until dawn, someone opened the door and was shocked when he saw him. He quickly took a photo of the snow on his body, only to find that the snow below had melted and re-frozen into ice, and his clothes and skin were deeply frozen. one place.

He saw her face vaguely in the darkness before him.

The woman he admired, the most scorching flower in his barren life, his Huang Zixia.

His hatred, his hatred, his love.

The cold that night made him sick for a long time.

He didn't want to see Huang Zixia again. When she came to visit the patient, he pressed the book on his face, and he still didn't say a word to her despite her chirping teasing him.

She naturally noticed his changes, so she sat on his couch in frustration and asked, what's the matter, why do you usually get estranged when you go out and ignore me?

He closed his eyes and said solemnly, A Xian, if you don't know how to investigate the case, it would be fine.

She left angrily because he wiped out all her pride in a word. And for the first time, he didn't hold back, letting the rift exist between them.

Because he thought, in this life, it might be so.

After getting better, he went to Guangdu Temple on Mingyue Mountain to listen to the Dharma.

There, he met Qi Teng and introduced Master Mu Shan to him. I don't know why, after hiding in my heart for so long, all the things that I intended to rot in my heart were all confided in Master Mu Shan's smile. He talked about Huang Zixia, Huang Junshou, and his mother.

Finally, Master Mu Shan asked, you have a poisonous dragon in your heart. Since you can't restrain it, why not let it show its power in order to finally have inner peace?

He got up blankly, walked out of Master Mu Shan's meditation house, and walked across the veranda with white walls.

He saw the clear poem on the tablet--

Twilight in the empty pool, Anchan makes the poisonous dragon.

However, he has no choice. The poisonous dragon in his heart had already rushed out of his body, clamoring the blood that stirred his whole body, and couldn't wait to meet the **** pleasure.

When Yu Xuan talked about this, everyone's eyes couldn't help but focus on Master Mu Shan.

"Buddha Amitabha... Donor Yu himself has not been able to determine himself. Lao Na still hopes to use poison to fight poison and destroy the inner demon in one fell swoop. Who knows that you will be wrong, and now you have caused a catastrophe!" Mage Mu Shan lowered his head and combined. "When I saw Donor Yu in the home of Donor Qi, Lao Na thought that you hadn't forgotten your previous hatred, so I found my own short-sightedness, but I didn't know that you actually had evil intentions and wanted to kill your righteous parents!"

Li Shubai saw that he had picked himself up immediately, knowing that he must have been ready to say something, and there must be an inside story. But at this time Yu Xuan's case was not over yet, so he didn't say it was broken, but just watched indifferently.

Yu Xuan didn't care about Master Mu Shan either, a desperate smile appeared on his pale face, and Wuqing's lips were still beautiful, but everyone who saw him felt bleak.

He left Guangdu Temple, bought a piece of jade, and went to please her again. When discussing the design of the jade bracelet with her, his eyes flashed past the Agashne that Qi Teng carried with him in an instant.

Bright red like blood, erratic like smoke.

Agashne, the dragon girl's erratic thoughts, often appear next to people who have died of fate.

"Just two fishes." He drew two round fish on the paper and said slowly, "You and I are like these two small fishes, holding each other's tails together and turning into one Circulation, I can’t escape you, and I can’t escape, live forever and be together."

Eternal life.

He took the poisonous poison from Qi Teng's hand and placed it on the three small recesses inside the bracelet. He dropped the candle and flattened it. The three seemingly yellowish spots were perfectly blended in the color of mutton fat and white jade. middle.

This ominous bracelet was put on her wrist.

When he heard that the Huang family intended to put her marriage with Wang Yun on the agenda, he bet with her to induce her to buy a pack of arsenic as usual. On the day when Xuehou's plum blossoms, he saw her uncle and grandmother visiting, guessing that they must have come to urge the marriage, so he squeezed the bracelet on her hand while helping her hug the plum blossoms. , Found the fisheye calmly, and opened the wax in that spot with a flower branch.

She went with her grandmother hand in hand, affectionate and smiling.

He hugged the plum blossoms, walked out of her home garden, walked past the small pavilion where he had been staring for a long time, walked past the withered lotus pond when they first met, and walked out of the county guard house.

In the deserted back alley, he stood under the sky. The snow wind in the early spring washed his whole body, he felt the cold, but did not move.

He just stood there motionless, looking up at the sky.

The plum blossom in his arms fell to the ground along his weak arms. Red and pink, blood and rouge are all muddy, and the fragrance falls.

As if returning to that day, he lay motionless beside his mother's cold body.

He went to Qingyuan to attend a poetry meeting, chatting and drinking. It was strange. He felt that he could hardly support it, but no one could see his strangeness. He wasn't actually drunk, he just couldn't pretend anymore, so he madly broke away from everyone, went back and lay down motionless, in his mansion, waiting for news of the funeral.

By the next morning, his foster parents had died, and Huang Zixia, they said, became the only survivor of the Huang family.

He packed up the love letter she had written to him a few days ago, went to Xichuan Jiedu Mansion, and handed it over to Fan Yingxi, who had a deep grudge against Huang Zixian. His son was exposed many times by Huang Zixia, because he tried his best to rescue him, and his nephew was exiled in a barren land because of Huang Zixia and returned to life indefinitely.

As he expected, Fan Yingxi, who took over the government affairs of Sichuan and Shu, could handle all affairs in Sichuan and Shu without going through the central government. He immediately took the name of Huang Zixian poisoning and killing relatives, and after she fled, he reported to the court and asked the whole world to arrest and kill Sichuan. Huang Zixian, the guardian of Shu County, Huang Min and four relatives.

He had his wish. After rushing to raise funds to build the grave for Huang Junshou's family, he wrote a suicide note and committed suicide in front of the grave.