Ink Burns

Chapter 106: The Love That Cannot Be Retained
Shan Yue walked out of the corridor with steady steps.

The courtyards in the south of the Yangtze River have an elegant fragrance no matter day or night.

In front of the white wall outside the square lattice elm window, Miss Wang Er was standing alone with her hands in her pockets. She must have heard the entire conversation inside. She looked dazed and lacked her usual energetic spirit.

Shan Yue lowered her eyes: "Second Mistress."

Miss Wang Er glanced sideways at the inner room. Master Sun Wu had a hunched back and a somewhat desolate figure.

Miss Wang Er couldn't bear it any longer: "Your words today were too hurtful."

Why do you have to make it so clear?

The "bridge bones" are not blind, even the gatekeeper Xiaoliu can see clearly that the Fifth Master treats Shanyue differently.

The three or four alleys around Shantang Street all knew that Sun Wuye was a man who would stick to his ways. He had been fighting and killing for twenty years. What kind of things had he not done? What dirty things had he not seen? When he encountered painters who broke the rules of Shantang Street, chopping off their hands and gouging out their eyes were just minor punishments. But there was such a person. Remember that Shanyue was afraid of fire, so he paid for all the paper lanterns inside and outside Shantang Street to be replaced with expensive "qisifeng" sheep-horn glass lanterns.

The lampshade is made of thin and translucent sheep horn slices. When a candle is lit in the lamp, the light dances inside. There is no need to worry that the flames will kiss the fragile lampshade and trigger the pain in memory.

Uncle Sun Wu has always been good at hiding his thoughts, and no one can tell what kind of feelings are hidden in them, perhaps it is the admiration for Shan Yue's painting skills and talent, or the pity for the girl's tragic past, or the long-term companionship, or the interweaving of the three, gradually giving rise to a vine.

No one can explain it clearly!
For so many years, the guys have depended on each other, and have made steady progress. Even if Wu Ye had something on his mind, he never crossed the line. Shan Yue was polite and respectful, and never took advantage of him.
Miss Wang Er rarely refrained from swearing, and only wiped her eyes: "Some things, if you don't say them, why bother to expose them! How are we going to deal with them in the future?"

Shan Yue paused.

"Then we won't be together."

"From today on, I will part ways with 'Guoqiaogu'. Whether I live or die in the future, it has nothing to do with 'Guoqiaogu'."

Shan Yue lowered his jaw, his eyes turned back and fixed on the dry and yellowed white wall: "Second Miss, this is the last time I tell you that I will not take you to the capital - the arrangements I made for you, Huang Zhi and Li Niang before going to the fortress are still valid. If the Fifth Master refuses to accept Li Niang because of me, then I will ask the Cheng family to take care of her."

The mountain moon is an ice cube.

This is the consensus of "bridge bone".

Even though Old Lu loved to make jokes, he never made a joke about Shanyue.

But, even though Shan Yue is an ice moon, she is also a polite ice moon - her attitude has never been so tough!
Miss Wang Er was stunned, then her eyes turned red: "If you don't want to go, then don't go! I don't want you! Marrying a high-ranking official is a big deal! We 'bridge bones' are not worthy of you! It's a pity that the cat misses you every day in the house and even makes insoles for you! The same goes for the yellow flower! I divided the money into three sachets, one for buying a house, one for buying a man, and one for your escape money!"

"I'm going to chew the insoles of my shoes when I get home!"

"I stole the money that yellow flower saved for you, and I used it to buy men! I'll buy eight men!"

Miss Wang Er rolled up her sleeves, revealing a golden bracelet, and tears flowed down her vicious cheeks.

Miss Wang Er felt so helpless, she wiped her tears and snot from her palms: "I didn't even cry when I cut the man into pieces!"

The silk shop had closed long ago. Outside the wall, vendors from the night market were gathered together. Inside the wall, the sound of Miss Wang Er crying like the croaking of a frog could be heard.

Shan Yuexukong stretched out his hand, but in the end he just stretched out his fingers and let them hang down weakly.

She is still a fish on the chopping board. If she does not cut off ties with "Guoqiaogu" and if she does not stop Miss Wang from following her to Beijing, once her crime is exposed, neither she nor they will survive!
I might as well take this opportunity to show off this affection that I shouldn't have and that I stole and treasured!

"Don't cry."

Shanyue lifted the hem of her skirt, slowly knelt down, knocked her knees on the cold blue brick floor, supported herself with her hands, and kowtowed decisively and solemnly.

"I should have said this to you eight years ago..."

He leaned down again, and his forehead touched the smooth and cool floor tiles.

Even a drop of kindness should be remembered.

What's more, it's a life-saving grace.

"Thank you." Shanyue closed his eyes gently, his voice choked with sobs.

Thank you, thank you all, for allowing a broken and panicked body to be reassembled bit by bit.

Miss Wang Er covered her mouth with the back of her hand and sobbed.

Coming out of the silk and satin farm in the east of the city, the sky suddenly changed drastically, as if a violent storm was about to fall.

The hot mist of sugar-infused lotus root powder, with its ignorant sweetness, surrounded the small stall under the dim oil lamp with an umbrella, forming a circle of soft gauze with a white glow.

There are no annoying mosquitoes in winter, but there are cold winds and frost and snow in your face.

Shan Yue wrapped his clothes around his collar to prevent the wind and snow from entering his already cold body.

She stepped over the threshold of the silk shop, held her head high, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingers.

March 10th.

time is limited.

We will set off on March 12th.

Shanyue went to Cheng's pharmacy in the west of the city. From afar, he saw oil lamps on in the pharmacy. Cheng Xingyu was wearing a linen robe with his hair tied behind his back with an indigo cloth. Under the small candlelight, his eyes were bright like two pearls hidden in the deep sea. He lowered his head and was copying something. He was thin but looked very serious.

A gust of wind blew in, the candlelight flickered, Cheng Xingyu covered his chest with one hand and made a "knock, knock" coughing sound.

Shan Yue involuntarily took a small step forward.

It's just a small step.

Shanyue woke up, stopped and turned around quickly.

Qiaotou Lane in the west of the city.

The wooden door was half-open, and the Wei family's laughter was freely expressed through it.

Shan Yue bent his index finger and knocked on the door.

It was Wei Chen who opened the door: "Miss He!"

Wei Chen was delighted, more than surprised, and immediately turned around and shouted, "Doctor Chen, come quickly! Ruchun! Rudong! Miss He is here!" Without stopping, she continued, "Doctor Chen! Old Chen! Go, go, go! Go and get the persimmons you bought a few days ago!"

Doctor Chen walked to the door, then turned back and asked, "What on earth am I going to do?"

Shanyue stood at the door and smiled.

Wei Chen gave orders while opening the door wide to let Shanyue in.

Wei Ruchun rushed out, like a handsome and strong calf: "Sister!"

Shanyue smiled and hugged Wei Ruchun.

"It's so late!" Wei Ruchun hugged Shanyue and looked over: "Why did you come here alone?! They said you were going to marry in the capital! They said you were going to marry a high-ranking official! A very high-ranking official!"

Wei Ruchun hugged his arms and made a big circle.

It feels like holding a big watermelon.

"I wanted to go to see the bride off! They said the Liu family wouldn't let me in!" Wei Ruchun asked, "When are you getting married? Can that high-ranking official do that? Why are you getting married all of a sudden? What's going on? What's going on with the Liu family? Isn't your last name He?!"

Wei Chen knocked Wei Ruchun on the head with a stick and said, "Let Miss He go in and sit down first! It's not cold standing in the wind!"

(End of this chapter)