Chapter 46 Chapter 45 No need to look back

"You...go away!"

Meng Keshu did not fall into the trap of this bamboo leaf green, kicked his shoulders away, hugged the pillow and huddled on the bed, keeping a wary distance from him.

"Okay, don't be nervous, little moon."

Li Kong retracted under the bed with his hands behind his back and rested his head on the edge of the bed, just like a poisonous snake in the bamboo waiting to see how it was going to attack, hissing out the message.

She could never see through him, but she instinctively sensed danger and was unwilling to let him get close. Their experiences were too different, and she couldn't guess what he was thinking, so she couldn't trust him.

It's just that the weaker and more docile creatures always have more accurate intuition than predators.

This was probably the only bit of love God's tilted balance gave her, allowing her to quickly find the person who was destined to be entangled with her for the rest of her life in every situation that made her feel uneasy.

If you want to explain it rationally, that's fine. Li Kong is a lunatic. Even if she escapes to the ends of the earth, unless she becomes another person's canary, she will never escape the hands of Xuan Yu Si Sijun.

Even after his hard-earned conscience was worn away by the long wait, what awaited her might be a fate worse than death.

It's just that her compromise was due to another reason, which may sound ridiculous to outsiders: she felt that in his heart, even just a little bit, he loved her.

Just like in her heart, even when she hated him the most, loathed him the most, and pitied him the most, there was still a little bit of love hidden in her heart, just for him.

She is this kind of person, this kind of person who is so kind that she is stupid, and she is so nostalgic that she is paranoid. As long as it is something that she has recognized and the feelings that she has recognized, even if she reaches a situation that is beyond recognition in the end, she will not change it a little bit.

Erase it in your mind.

The growth of some people is like constantly shedding their shells, constantly changing their past selves, constantly denying it, and constantly growing new selves.

But some people are like bamboo joints. Even if at first glance there is no shadow of the past, if you gently part the soil under her feet, you can still see her obsession that has never changed.

In fact, they are so similar. It's just that the person he falls in love with will be regarded as a god by him and will be worshiped and entangled throughout his life. But as long as the person she falls in love with still looks like the old man, she will love him.

She is his bright moon, and she is also the green bamboo that he pulls into the mortal world and wraps around her, where she lives and dies.

In his soul, there was a green bamboo forest that only she could see. Because he no longer had no desires or desires, he pulled out the bamboo roots, followed her shadow, and turned into a green bamboo leaf that sealed its throat after seeing blood.

"I want to know your past."

She made her request frankly, because her intuition told her that he would definitely answer it well.

"Before I was imprisoned by you, I only met you once, at the Mid-level Pavilion." There was a yearning and memory that could not be hidden between her brows, which made him fascinated.

To him, that time was already like a lifetime ago, and it seemed strange and inappropriate for him to mention it now.

But in her gentle and gentle voice, he was like a pet that was lazily leaning against her bed after being soothed from his constant rage. The anger in his eyes was no longer there, and he had regained the state of mind at that moment.

"I only know that you are a madman and it is not easy to hear your truth. I can tell you all the thoughts I have had first, and then you can tell me your story. Is it fair?"

She hugged the pillow and lay down, talking to him in a congenial manner, as if she were talking to a ferocious beast that might break out and hurt people at any time:

"You have to be good, okay?"

"Why do you want to listen to my story? I was not born like this, so you will definitely feel that my past is...dirty."

But this atmosphere was so beautiful, so beautiful that he couldn't bear to expose her expectations with any selfishness.

"Li Kong, your name sounds very nice."

She didn't answer directly, but every word and sentence she spoke made him dare not interrupt, wishing that every word would be engraved in his mind.

The scene he had been looking forward to happened just like this before his eyes. She didn't complain or hate, the two of them could talk calmly, and no one planned to escape.

"It doesn't sound nice...your name is the nicest."

He subconsciously denied her compliment, and felt that it was too disrespectful, so he quickly added that it was also his sincere words.

"It sounds so nice but you still give me a random name?"

She didn't know how vivid her angry look was. This short meeting allowed him to see the most vivid little moon at all times. He unconsciously nuzzled in her direction, like a cold-blooded creature instinctively

Move closer to the heat source.

"No, I didn't name it randomly..."

There was a fleeting look of disappointment on his expression.

"I just think your family is not good. They just want to marry you to Yan Weiguang...Neither the surname 'Meng' nor the word 'Ke' belongs to you, only 'Shu' does.

I asked around and found out that your name comes from 'Wangshu', so you are my little moon... I'm sorry, I don't think I've ever asked you if you like it. If you don't want to, I won't call you that."

Meng Keshu was as angry as when he saw his submissive look just now, as if the two people had reached some kind of symbiotic agreement of strong and weak auras. When one party showed weakness, the other party would take advantage of it.

The ground was still cold, and Li Kong had already begun to tremble slightly. She suddenly sat up, kicked off her embroidered shoes, then shrank into the bed and patted the place next to herself:

"It's cold on the ground, come up."

"No."

He shook his head and pointed at the dirt on his body with lowered eyes:

"I'm dirty and will stain your bed. And it's not appropriate."

"Can't you just take off your coat?"

Meng Keshu is very thoughtful about this kind of thing:

"There is nothing inappropriate. Although you are annoying, you will not take advantage of others."

Besides, he didn't really do anything to her three years ago, so what's there to worry about now?

Xuanyu Sisijun's official robe was either black or white, and Li Kong was wearing white and sitting cross-legged at the end of the bed, obviously trying to keep the distance within a range that made her feel comfortable.

"If...you could have been such a gentleman, maybe we wouldn't have reached this point."

She looked up at him.

"You can call me whatever you want, but you know me so well, why do you still force me? You know I hate that the most."

"I..." He wanted to explain something.

"Listen to me. I always feel that the answer to what a person will look like can be found in that person's life trajectory.

I hate that my father's unkindness and unrighteousness made my mother and I's lives miserable, so once I identify someone, I will never change it.

When I said your name was nice, I really meant it.

That year when I saw you in the pavilion in the middle of the mountain, I thought, he is so handsome and he plays the piano so well. If we are destined to meet you again, maybe...

Unfortunately, my father and brother later decided to marry me to Marquis Dingyuan. At that time, I almost went crazy, but I thought, I don’t even know your name. If you die like this, you will not even be found in the underworld. No one knows about it.

Later, something happened in the family. Although I roughly knew that my father and brother were guilty of serious crimes, I still felt that there was nothing that the family could not forgive. I never thought that I would meet you in Nanlin Mansion."

Li Kong tentatively rested his pillow on her lap. She only glanced at him for a moment, and then continued to talk. He curled up his lips with joy, not only for her admission of affection for him, but also for her permission.

"I just found out that your name is Li Kong. At that time, I thought, it turns out that the name of the person I miss so much is so nice. Even if we are not destined to be together, it is God's mercy to see you again."

She shook her head to herself, as if lamenting the naivety she had foolishly held until that day.

"I know the next thing..."

He didn't want to hear her comment on the evil things he had done to her in this careless tone, as if telling other people's stories, and he didn't want her to recall the past six months and break up the feelings she had finally gathered for him. Indulge.

She indulged him because of her past heartbeat and forgave his crimes. But he didn't know if she would easily take back this tenderness.

Because when she loved him the most, he didn't even have any sense at all. Instead, he chose to imprison and plunder when he could respond to her.

"Yes, you know it. So it's your turn, tell me what kind of person you are, and tell me why you are who you are now."

"I also have a family."

Li Kong turned over and no longer looked into her eyes, murmuring to the tent ceiling.

"My father is a bamboo craftsman. Do you know the bamboo craftsman? He is the kind of craftsman who uses moso bamboo to make utensils."

It seemed that he had been waiting for such an opportunity to talk, and he firmly grasped the opportunity to pour out his past in one breath.

"He is very powerful. When I was a child, I often watched him making those large, delicate and expensive furniture in the main hall. He was able to send me to school with this skill. Do you think he is very powerful?"

"Very impressive."

She hooked his finger and lend him some strength.

"yes."

He sighed, turned around and wrapped her hand in his palm, smiled bitterly and continued.

"But my mother thinks he is stupid, because Shu Xiu accounts for almost half of my family's income, and there is no guarantee that I will pass the exam. It's a pity that my father's craftsmanship is poor."

"What happened next?"

She moved closer because his voice was getting softer, as if he was about to open the prologue of all his tragedies.

"Later, when my father went into the mountains to pick bamboo, he encountered a ferocious beast... not even many bones were left."

He took several deep breaths, and Meng Keshu raised her other hand to touch his face. He looked at her without blinking, then came over and grabbed her hand and put it against his heart, like peeling Just like winter bamboo shoots with a layer of shell removed, there is no calculation.

"My mother told me that she would take me away from this place and never come back. But when we arrived in Fucheng, she told me to wait for her on the street corner to buy food, and then she never came back.

It was only after dark that I realized that she didn't want me anymore.

I didn't feel sad at that time. You know, the great principles in the book couldn't teach me how to live, but they gave me bad habits.

I didn't even want to beg for food and almost starved to death on the street. When I woke up again, I was already in a brothel.
To be continued...