Chapter 4 Fourth Night Without Clothes

On the battlefield where dripping water turns into ice, the kindness of a piece of clothing is enough to make me remember it for thousands of years. But who knows, it turns out that I should have met you long ago, at the time when I was most beautiful and sad. When I saw the Ninth Prince again, I was already sixteen years old. At that time when he was victorious in the war, when he returned from the frontier, the people crowded in and formed a long queue, just to see his heroic appearance.However, what they ushered in was a dying person. He was seriously injured on the battlefield, and he was delayed for too long. Even Wen Xi, the number one genius doctor of Qin State, claimed that Hua Tuo was reincarnated and Bian Que was reborn, but he was helpless.

And Wen Xi is my uncle. This time, as a disciple of a genius doctor, I was carried into the palace on a palanquin into the rich family, and once again met the Ninth Prince Qin Ran, known as the Invincible General. He is only nineteen years old this year, and has one hundred and seven scars on his body, each of which shows the great achievements of the prince in the battlefield.But at this moment, he was sitting in front of the court wearing a long coat, coughing profusely.I kept coughing and coughing, and the sputum was congested and black. His body suffered severe damage during the years of fighting, and all the wonderful medicines and medicines were ineffective. Uncle tried his best, but it could only make him live for a few more months, lingering on his last breath.

I looked at him under the plane tree, quiet, thin and pale.My eyes suddenly became sore, the past, the past, everything about him, came back clearly at this moment—— The first time I met the Ninth Prince was six years ago, when I was ten and he was thirteen. The Qian State suddenly raised troops against the Qin State. The King of Qin hung a commander's seal on the court hall and asked who would go to the battle. The poor civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were all obedient and held back.At that moment, the Ninth Prince walked up to the hall, took off the commander's seal, and said loudly: "I am willing to go."

The world was shocked in one fell swoop. Therefore, when he led the army to set off, everyone in the imperial capital went to see him off.I was caught in the long queue by the street to watch the excitement, and my sister and I admired the royal style together. I thought he was heroic, tall and mighty like the Arhat King Kong in the temple, but who knows, what I saw was a very frail young man. I will always remember that it was midsummer, the weather was very hot, and the sun shone on the armor, making it a brilliant white.And he was sitting on the horseback, with extremely black hair, extremely white face, delicate facial features like a girl, and a pair of eyes staring indifferently ahead, which made me feel inexplicably sad.

After returning home, the elder sister wiped her tears with her sleeves and cried, "I have pity on my great Qin country, who wants such a weak child to resist the enemy's million-strong army!" His sister doesn't think highly of him, civil and military officials don't think highly of him, and neither do neighboring countries.The Ninth Prince, who had not yet reached the crown, led his 200,000 soldiers and horses to the bloody northern battlefield alone and helplessly amidst doubts. Eight months later, when the winter snow had melted and the first grass appeared on the ground in front of the porch, my sister rushed into the courtyard, and before she could even take off her windbreaker, she hugged me and cheered, "Win...! Victory, victory!" Victory!"

Her nose was red from the cold, her eyes were filled with water vapor, and tears flowed down with joy—it is said that Qin Ran personally raised a spear and cut off the head of the enemy commander, announcing the end of the battle to defend the country It ended with Qin's great victory. The fourteen-year-old general came back on horseback, and the royal city roared with applause. The elder sister spent three days and three nights collecting seven-colored viburnum to make a garland, and threw it at him, but because she was not strong enough, she fell to the ground before she could get close to him.But she was not discouraged, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I didn't win this time, there will be another chance in the future, and I will win once."

From that day on, she began to practice archery, but before she could practice it, the alarm bell rang again, and the Yi people came to invade. The Ninth Prince hurriedly took off his armor, put it on again, and put it on again after taking off the iron hooves of the army horse. Weary soldiers, go to the battlefield again. My sister didn't fall asleep all night, looking at the sky outside the window, she saw it turned white.She said to me: "Dai Dai, I'm so scared." "My sister is afraid that if the Ninth Prince loses this time and the Yi tribe invades, we will have nothing to eat?" At the age of eleven, my only definition of war is that there is no food to eat.

My sister shook her head and said in a very slow voice: "No. I am afraid that thousands of people, all lands in all directions, so many people, such a big land, and such a heavy burden will all be on him alone. I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it." I half understood, vaguely aware that my sister thinks differently from other grown-ups. To her, Qin Ran is a more important existence than Qin Guo. Four months later, Qin Ran made another great achievement—capturing 30,000 enemy troops, and driving the enemy tribes hundreds of miles away from the border of the country.When Wang Jun's victorious squad returned, the King of Qin greeted him personally, and the scenery was unparalleled in the world for a while.

My sister threw a wreath at him again, this time, she finally hit her, Kankan caught Qin Ran's horse, he followed his gaze and looked back sideways, the eyes of the two met in the air, the Ninth Prince nodded at her , my sister hurriedly lowered her head, her cheeks flushed with shame. It was night, my sister was sitting under the lamp and meditating, I should not call her, so I had to play by myself.At the right time, my aunt was teaching me how to embroider. When my sister saw it, her eyes lit up, and she jumped up and said, "Yes!" "have what?" My sister winked at me and smiled mysteriously: "I want to prepare a big gift."

"To whom?" "He." The elder sister's eyelashes drooped down, and then lifted up slightly, the light in her eyes flowed with infinite tenderness.I was startled: "Sister, do you like the Ninth Prince?" My sister bit her lip and said "hmm". "But..." Although I was still young, I still knew that he was the prince, and we were just commoners. What's more, if he became our king in the future, he would have countless concubines. No problem?" The elder sister’s eyes were bright, showing firmness and persistence in her clarity: “When people look at him, they see his royal family name and noble robes, but when I look at him, what I see is his bravery, wisdom, and loneliness.” " At this point, her eyes darkened, and she whispered, "Ran Jun... so pitiful. I really want to hold his hand, look into his eyes, talk to him, and tell him that he is not alone , I will always be with him."

Anyway, it's just wishful thinking, right?I couldn't help thinking meanly, Qin Ran has so many people around him, and he also has parents, brothers, relatives, friends and subordinates, how could he be lonely?How can there be no company?Coupled with his successive victories, all the girls in the imperial capital adore him and want to marry him, and my sister is just the most common one among them.She's not even pretty. But she has a pair of very dexterous hands. With those unique hands, she embroidered a wonderful painting.The painting was unfolded to be a volume of "Qin Army Expedition Map", which depicts the scene when Qin Ran Fagagan led the army out of the imperial capital. The door is tied with a copper ring. When the wind blows, the characters in the painting rise and fall one after another, as if they are about to come out of their clothes.It took three years, and when it was presented in the palace, it was full of surprises. The King of Qin immediately announced to see Xiu Niang, and his elder sister worshiped in front of the hall in a rich and beautiful way. The King asked her what reward she wanted, and she raised her head and said loudly: "I wish to be the wife of the Nine Princes." Reminiscing so far, I covered my eyes and couldn't bear to think about it. The past and the past are just like the clouds in the sky, they gather and disperse, and disperse and gather again.Although that one has been turned into dust, how can this one be happy?He is also a poor man who has run out of fuel and has gone to the end. I poured the boiled decoction into the bowl, walked up to him, and raised the bowl over my forehead: "Ninth Prince, please use the medicine." The palace man next to him reached out to take it, intending to test the medicine, but he waved his hand, took the medicine bowl, and drank the soup inside in one gulp—he is the most peaceful patient I have ever seen. In the years of studying medicine with my uncle, I have seen countless dying people. They were either terrified or violent, showing fear of death and nostalgia for life. Only Qin Ran looked the same as when I first saw him: his brows were slightly frowned, his eyes were far away, his plain face was expressionless, showing no emotion or anger. His uncle gave him acupuncture. He never complained of pain, took medicine on time, and never procrastinated. In this respect, he was a very cooperative and good patient. However, on the other hand, he refused to lie in bed to recuperate. Not only did he go to the school grounds to train soldiers and inspect the military camps, but because the weather was suddenly cold recently and winter was approaching, he personally took people to the slums to distribute cotton clothes. Uncle was very troubled by this, and tried to dissuade him repeatedly. Finally, Qin Ran asked, "If I rest at ease, how long can I live?" "One year." "A year of lying in bed doing nothing, compared with a few months of devotion, what should I choose, sir, you already have the answer in your heart, right?" I feel like he's going to disappear the next moment. Uncle was speechless and didn't stop him.When Qin Ran went out, he asked me to follow him in case of accidents. That is to say, from this time on, this proud man whom I had seen six years ago gradually became richer in my heart, and it was no longer just the thin image of riding a horse before. First of all, Qin Ran can't laugh. I thought he didn't smile at the people because he wanted to maintain the dignity of the royal family, but now that he is serving close at hand, I realized that he doesn't smile at anyone. His eyebrows are always raised slightly, and his eyes are always indifferent, making people feel very unapproachable.But he never scolded his servants, so it can be said that he is a master who is not difficult to serve. Once a court lady broke his usual inkstone and was punished by the mother. He saw it and said "forget it" lightly to save the court lady from punishment; another time a father-in-law carelessly burned the curtain when he was dozing off. , woke him up from his dream, took the quilt and extinguished the fire himself, and hurried to the court without blaming him. On the way, I saw his face turned blue and was extremely ugly, so I advised him not to go. He glanced at me and shook his head. I tried to persuade him again, but he finally said: "If I don't go, my father will be worried." The light of the lantern made everything in the carriage flicker on and off. He stared at the flickering light and murmured: "It would be great if I could live longer." I have served him for so many days, the first time I heard him mention my illness, I was surprised at first, then sad, as if a part of my heart had been dug out, and it was hard to breathe. Probably my face was full of pity, so when his eyes fell on my face, he asked, "Are you sorry for me?" Before I could answer, he said, "It's not necessary. My life , Noble in the world, invincible in battle, invincible in attack, clean and self-possessed, without any stigma, even if he dies at this moment, he has no shame to the world, no shame to his own heart." I stared at him fixedly, and a voice in my heart was extremely sad: This...is the person my sister loved...the person my sister has loved all her life... Indeed, as he said, his life was brilliant and noble, worthy of the world, but he owed one person—— That is, my sister. Qin Ran, you owe my sister, but you don't know it. The next day, I followed him to the suburbs for disaster relief. It was cloudy, the wind was howling, and the weather was very bad.The guards were arranged properly, and the villagers lined up in front of the table when they heard that there were clothes to wear.Qin Ran handed the cotton clothes to them one by one with his own hands. The wind and sand were flying all over the sky, I was blown so hard that I could barely open my eyes, and it was cold, rubbing my stiff fingers, I couldn't help complaining softly: "It's fine to just explain this kind of thing, why does Your Highness have to do it yourself?" Mingming They're all so sick... He shook his head and didn't answer my question. In this way, until the hour of You, when the last cotton coat was handed over to the common people, he turned around and got into the car. I followed him into the car sullenly, but at this moment, I heard him say: "There are still three hundred and seventy-six pieces left." "what?" But he remained silent again, as if the words just now were just talking to himself and had nothing to do with others.I have never seen such a person who doesn't like to talk. I was a little discouraged and unwilling, so I said: "A total of more than 400 cotton-padded clothes were distributed just now, but according to my opinion, the people who really need them are less than one-tenth of them." .” Sure enough, he was aroused by me and looked at me. I smiled slightly and explained: "According to my observation just now, there are roughly three types of people who get clothes. The first type is those who like to take advantage. I heard that there are clothes collars that don't cost money. They don't care whether they need them or not. I ran to get one; the second type was forced to come, and the village head must have told them that the Ninth Prince was going to give out cotton clothes, and I would go to two people from every household to support me, so that the Ninth Prince would not bring them with him. The clothes came, but no one took them, how embarrassing..." At this point, I noticed that his expression changed a little, oh, oh, are you angry? "The third type is those who are really hungry and cold and need these clothes. However, since the team is occupied by the first two types of people, it is unknown whether they will be able to take their turn." I looked at him, hoping that he would get angry, and really wanted to know if this person had any emotions at all.But after his eyes flickered a few times, he returned to calm again, and said lightly: "It doesn't matter." "what?" "Throughout the ages, whenever the word 'disaster relief' was mentioned, it must have included most of the waste. Money was embezzled, rice grain was stolen, and clothes were damaged. One part of it." He stretched out his skinny hand from his sleeve and gently stroked his cloak, I don't know if it was an illusion, but I seemed to see a trace of tenderness in his eyes, "For me, the real purpose is It is one tenth of that. As long as there is one person in ten who needs it, I am willing to prepare ten cotton coats for that one person." I am speechless. I don't know what else to say. This prince is far more insightful and tolerant than me.In him, I don't see any shortcomings of a dude. Although he is a bit repulsive, he has a gentle heart.He's a really nice guy. It's a pity that such a rare prince is about to die. As long as I think of him dying, my heart will be very painful, very very sad.I really hope that God will be merciful and make him recover from his illness. If possible, I don't even think it's okay for me to suffer for him. It's a pity that the sky fails to fulfill people's wishes. After returning that day, he fell into a coma with a persistent high fever.I stayed close to the bed, and wiped his sweat with a towel soaked in ice water. His brows kept frowning, as if he had fallen into some kind of nightmare, and then he reached out and grabbed my sleeve.I quickly called out: "Ninth Prince? Ninth Prince?" "It's not good...it's not good..." "what?" His voice was very low and hoarse, and I listened carefully, only to realize that what he said was three hundred and seventy-six pieces short.It's such a time, and I'm still thinking about the cotton coat.With a sore nose, I replied, "I'll let someone send it out. Three hundred and seventy-six pieces, right? Don't worry, there won't be any less." He kept shaking his head, his hands and feet were shaking, and he didn't know if he had listened to my words. After a night like this, I couldn't hold on, closed my eyes, and when I woke up from the start, I realized——he woke up! He kept lying flat and motionless, just staring at the curtain above his head with his eyes open, his eyes deeply thoughtful. Surprised and delighted at the same time, I hurried to tell my uncle, who immediately diagnosed him.I thought that if he escaped a catastrophe, he should come to Jitai, but I saw that my uncle's face became more and more serious, and my heart sank involuntarily. Qin Ran said, "Is it time for me?" Uncle put down his hand, guilty face. Qin Ran said again: "Actually, I know it myself, I am now returning to the light." Uncle fell to his knees and kowtowed. Qin Ran held his arm to signal him to stand up, and said calmly: "I have a wish that I have not fulfilled, and I hope the genius doctor will go to Father Emperor to ask for it for me." The uncle wept and said: "This old man swears to die for His Highness!" Thus, Qin Ran expressed his wish, a wish that shocked the whole world—— He wants to go back to northern Xinjiang. "Among animals, there is a kind of elephant, which has dignity throughout life, including death. When it realizes that it is about to die, it will leave the elephant herd and find a place to bury itself, and those elephant graves are all very hidden, because , It does not allow its ivory to fall into the hands of thieves. The nine princes have devoted their lives to northern Xinjiang and achieved success in northern Xinjiang. Now, they would rather die in northern Xinjiang and hope that my emperor will make it happen." With the above words, the uncle finally convinced King Qin. So, on the second day, Qin Ran took a small group of people and set foot on the road to the northern border in a carriage.I am still the servant girl who accompanied me, and I saw him withering quickly, compared to the picturesque features of the boy riding on the horse under the scorching sun six years ago, so noble and unparalleled.Perhaps the only thing that hasn't changed is his eyes, which are still so bright.The uncle said that he was holding his last breath, and he would not rest in peace until he persisted in northern Xinjiang. After I heard that, on the one hand, I hoped that this road would go on forever, and never reach the northern Xinjiang, so that he would not die; Get him out of here quickly.In my extremely contradictory state of mind, Beijiang finally arrived. I helped him out of the carriage.Time follows the scene in front of you, giving people the illusion of being in a dream.I looked at the majestic mountains, the vast plains, and the solid city walls in front of me, and thought about how six years ago, at the age of thirteen, he stood up in the most difficult time, bid farewell to his parents' hometown, and came to this place where there was only gunpowder smoke ; How did you defend every step of the way in front of the powerful enemy, and finally regained the lost ground and won the victory; how many times since then, before the feast of triumph has begun, you have to put on your armor and come back here to face the slaughter again... Life is really like one circle after another, walking around, and finally returning to the same place. He staggered and staggered, and I followed closely, not even breathing smoothly, and a voice in my heart said—maybe, when I exhale the next breath, it is when he stops the next breath. How can I watch him die like this? How cruel!Why is God so cruel?For him, and for me... He kept walking, and after about half a stick of incense, he came to the foot of the snow mountain, covered with snow, as if there was no end in sight. "Do you know that every stone here has been stained with blood, and every inch of the ground is buried with bones." His voice was hoarse, but it was as peaceful as ever. I stared at him, reluctant to blink.I want to hear this person talk, I want to see him standing upright, I want to feel his warm breath—at this moment, I suddenly understand why my sister would have such emotion five years ago: "Ran Jun... So pathetic. I really want to hold his hand, look into his eyes, talk to him, tell him that he is not alone and that I will always be there for him." Just like me at this moment, I really want to hold his hand and tell him, don't die... don't die, don't die, Jun Jun... He turned his face sideways, looked at me, seemed to be talking to me, and seemed to be looking into the distance through me: "Now, I will also become a part of the following... Or, as early as two years ago, Xuan During the Ice War, I should have been part of the following..." I know that battle, which is said to be the one with the most casualties and the heaviest losses in the past ten years of the Qin State. In that battle, six generals lost their wings one after another, and even Qin Ran was not spared. When the enemy army entered the snow mountain, they didn't want a sudden avalanche, seven days and seven nights.It is said that he was half dead when the last reinforcements arrived and dug him out of the snow. That is to say, since then, his health has become worse and worse, and it has been delayed until this year, and it is out of control.It would have been better if he had been treated earlier, but one battle after another dragged him down all the time, leaving him with no time to recover from his illness.Why?Why can't the whole country find another person who can replace him to guard the frontier?Why put the burden of a country on him alone? He is only nineteen years old this year! It was the time when he should be proud of the world, why did he have to suffer so much? I'm so stupid, what my sister had realized six years ago, I didn't understand until now.I tremblingly looked at the skinny young man in front of me, and finally couldn't help it, tears streaming down my face. Suddenly something soft came over and slowly wiped away my tears. When I raised my eyes, he was wiping my tears with a handkerchief. "Don't cry." Qin Ran said, "There's nothing to cry about. As a doctor, you are a doctor, so don't you think you can see through it?" I cried even harder.I can see through, I've seen a lot, but because the object is you, I... can't bear it.You don't understand, you always don't understand, what kind of eyes and mentality those girls who are fascinated by you are staring at you, you... have no idea at all. Just like me at the moment. Just like my sister before. He said: "Actually, I deserved to die two years ago. The extra two years of living have already been earned." "I do not understand……" "Two years ago, right here, there was an avalanche, and my soldiers and I were all crushed under the snow, unable to move. There were four people beside me, but they all died slowly. I don't think I can hold on anymore. Now, when I was drowsy, half awake and half dreaming, I felt that someone was covering me." My eyes widen - what?There is such a thing? "It's unbelievable, right? I was buried under the snow, how could someone help me put on my clothes? Take a step back and say, if there is someone, he should pull me out first, and not let me go Lying under the snow. However, the feeling at that time was very vivid. I even felt the friction of the other party's fingers and his clothes on me, and the warmth that followed. I felt that my hands and feet were slow It was getting warmer and clearer, but I couldn't keep my eyes open. I asked him, 'Who are you?'" "Did he say it?" Qin Ran shook his head: "I asked him a lot of questions, but he didn't answer. It wasn't until I finally asked him: 'How should I repay such a kindness?' He then answered me." Having said that, he Turning his head, looking at the endless snow-capped mountains, his eyes were far away, "He said - if he sees someone suffering from the cold in the future, please ask Ran Jun to give him a warm coat." My heart skipped a beat and I said in surprise, "What did he say?" "He said - if he sees someone suffering from cold in the future, please ask me to give him a piece of clothing." "It's not this, what did he call you?" "Ran Jun." My hands trembled all of a sudden, Ran Jun... Ran Jun... Why in this world, would there be a second person calling him like that? "So, I said to myself, I have received a favor from others, and I can't repay it. I can only give a thousand cotton coats to those who suffer the same cold in the world. However, I have run out of time." Qin Ran said forward After walking a few more steps, I raised my head and raised my voice, "Although I don't know who you are, and I have been looking for you, but I couldn't find you, but I know that you definitely exist, and the matter of dressing me is not an illusion. .I came here again today just to tell you—I can’t do what I promised you. I’m sorry..." His voice echoed in the empty valley, so it turned into many "sorry", one after another, gradually weakened.And just then, I heard a sigh. Qin Ran also showed surprise on his face. It can be seen that I heard correctly, there is indeed a third person in this space! "Who is it? Come out!" I yelled. A shadow slowly floated over from a distance, and I took a step back subconsciously: "You, you you... who are you?" The man sighed again, and said, "Dai Dai, don't you even know me?" I opened my eyes wide, and the surrounding scene faded into nothingness at that moment, only the misty shadow gradually became clear, her eyebrows, her eyes, her long hair, and her lips, reflected in my eyes little by little , spelled out my most, most, and most beloved person—— "elder sister……" My sister, in the spring of two years ago, dedicated the "Qin Army Expedition Map" which she had carefully embroidered for three years, to the King of Qin.King Qin Longyan was very happy. When he asked her what reward she wanted, she replied that she wanted to be Qin Ran's wife. That sentence became the laughing stock of her life. Because of her humble background; because of her vulgar appearance; because she is even one year older than Qin Ran... Therefore, the appreciation of the courtiers turned into ridicule in an instant, and there was a lot of ridicule in the hall.The king of Qin naturally refused, and under the contemptuous eyes of everyone, she quietly retreated with her clothes in her arms and went home. That night, she fell ill. After three years of hard work and disillusioned dreams, she fell ill. She didn't even survive the third day. My sister died so humblely.Even, when she died, the man she loved was thousands of miles away from the border, and she had no idea that such a woman died because of him. That's right, it's not Qin Ran's fault, so I don't hate him.It’s just that since then I’ve had feelings for him. I’ve always disliked this prince who has been praised too much by outside legends. I think he must have some flaws. I think he must not be as great as he appears on the surface. The first time I followed my uncle into the palace, I just wanted to see how long his perfect mask could last... However, in the end, among the conquered people, there was one more me. Six years... Six years are like water, and life is like a dream.Why at this very moment, am I meeting my old friend in this place?Thousands of words came to my heart, but I couldn't speak, I could only keep shaking. "I recognize your voice, that's right, it's you." Qin Ran's eyes brightened at that moment, showing joy, "It really wasn't my illusion, it was you who saved me!" My sister stopped five feet away from him and looked at him silently. After a long time, she raised her lips and smiled: "You are wrong." I felt something was wrong, because my sister's smile was full of sarcasm. Qin Ran was taken aback. The elder sister said in a very nonchalant tone: "Can't you see that I don't have feet?" My gaze fell to the bottom of her skirt, and I gasped—although I knew she was dead, but the joy of seeing her again made me forget my fear, until now, I noticed that she was indeed "" "Floating", a certain idea became vivid in my mind - Qin Ran and I have bumped into ghosts. Qin Ran looked at her skirt, was stunned for a while and let out a long sigh, "So that's it. No wonder you didn't rescue me from the snow at that time, but just put on clothes for me... But no matter what, you rescued me I still have to thank you..." My sister interrupted him: "Don't make a mistake, I'm not here to save you." Seeing his surprise, she sneered again, "You don't know who I am, do you? That's right, you've never seen me before, But I'm sure you must have heard of my name... My surname is Wen, weaver in small characters." Qin Ran staggered back, this time, he was finally completely shocked.In his shock, the elder sister said in a deep voice: "I am the shameless little slut who presented a piece of knitted clothes to your father two years ago, hoping to use it to climb up your high branch and become a phoenix." .” Qin Ran took another step back. The elder sister approached him: "Everyone laughed at me, and I died in a fit of anger, but I had hatred in my heart, so I became a resentful spirit, and came here across thousands of mountains and rivers, just to harm you. In the end When you were buried in the snow and your consciousness was weak, I absorbed your primordial spirit..." "Impossible..." He shook his head, trembling, "Impossible!" "You think I'm putting on clothes for you. It's just an illusion. What kind of clothes can I put on for you as a ghost! Also, why do you think you keep weakening? It's because I sucked your essence! I didn't expect you She is still so grateful to me so foolishly that she has to go all out to see me even when she is about to die, haha, I am so ridiculous, oh no, I am already dead, if only I could laugh and live again..." My sister said as she spoke , looked up to the sky and laughed. Qin Ran suddenly stretched out his hand, wanting to grab her arm, but in vain, his hand passed through her arm. My sister stopped laughing, looked at him fixedly, and lowered her voice, "You believe it now?" Qin Ran's hand stopped in the air while maintaining a grasping posture, trembling uncontrollably. The elder sister raised the corners of her lips again, but this time, she smiled calmly: "Do you hate me?" Qin Ran stared back at her fixedly, and after a long time, shook his head. "Yeah, compared to my resentment towards you, what is it..." Sister sighed, turned around, looked at the sunset glow in the distant sky, the sun was as pale as snow, and her face was pale. face, shrouded in shadows, "Ran Jun, when I was alive, I have always admired you. The first time I saw you, it was when you volunteered to go to the northern border. You rode a horse and led the army out The city gate. The people around me all said, oh, that Ninth Prince, how come he looks so weak and delicate, like a girl, can he become it? But when I looked at you, I just felt like crying. I thought, what is it? What kind of reason would make a thirteen-year-old boy go to the battlefield? What is forcing you? You are a prince, so of course you are not seeking fame; , you can't be doing it for profit; then, what else can make you muster up so much courage to face such a cruel world? I have been looking at you, and then, I saw, your horse walked out At the city gate, a flag floated in front of you, and you grabbed it, kissed it lightly, and then let it go. Your movement was so fast that basically no one noticed it, but I saw it. So I finally found the answer - on that flag, there are mountains and rivers totems and a word 'Qin' embroidered on it - you are fighting for your father, for your people, and even more for your homeland." Qin Ran's eyes flickered, and although he still didn't speak, his expression became lonely all of a sudden. "That's why I admire you so much. I admire you for embarking on the journey without any selfish desires. I admire you even more when you were surrounded by enemies and turned defeat into victory. I also admire you for being neither arrogant nor complacent when you return from victory. I think, that person, So capable, so brave, he has almost everything in the world, but——he is so...unhappy." My sister lowered her head, and the shadow was so thick that I couldn't even see her face. face, but I can hear her voice, like a mountain spring slowly drying up, like time moving slowly, like a flower fading in the saddest way, "You don't smile, there is nothing in your eyes Joy, I really want to make you laugh, but you are too far away, I can't walk in front of you, so I thought, is there any way to get me close to you. I only have one outstanding ability, so I use it to walk Into the palace... how stupid am I, am I? I always thought that the only difference between us was the distance, and I wished that when people saw that dress, they would think I was worthy of you - because, I am too Unique! Isn’t it? I dare to boast that in today’s world, just as no one can defeat you on the battlefield, no one can surpass me in embroidery... As a result, I have suffered retribution.” I finally couldn't help crying out: "That's not your fault! Sister! That's not your fault, nor the Ninth Prince's fault! You shouldn't hate him, he doesn't know anything at all..." "What I hate is that he doesn't know anything!" My sister raised her head all of a sudden, her facial features were ferocious, "Don't forget that I am a ghost, what do you expect a ghost to be able to understand and argue? If you eat you, you're going to die anyway, so don't waste it!" As she spoke, she threw herself at Qin Ran viciously. "Don't—" I screamed, and hurried to stop her, but her speed was too fast, and I was too far away, and when it seemed that I couldn't catch up, everything was over—— My sister's fingertips stopped an inch away from Qin Ran's neck. From the beginning to the end, Qin Ran stood motionless. My sister narrowed her eyes: "Why don't you hide?" There was a strange kind of calm on Qin Ran's face, which made him look very beautiful. He stood calmly and said calmly, "Because I know, you won't harm me." My sister's fingertips began to tremble. "You are my benefactor, you will not harm me." "Are you deaf? Didn't you hear what I just said? I'm not your benefactor at all..." "You are." "I didn't put clothes on you..." "You have." "I absorbed your primordial spirit and made you weak..." "But," Qin Ran's lips raised slowly, bending upwards in a beautiful arc. At this moment, like flowers blooming, like willow green, like all the most beautiful things in the world, so beautiful that I can't turn my eyes away, " I lived two years longer, that's a fact." "you……" "All my comrades died, but I didn't—that's the truth. You should have made a better lie." "you……" "And, believe it or not, I remember you." "you……" "I remember you, you once threw a bouquet of flowers to my horse. I still remember that it was made of colorful viburnum, very delicate." My sister trembled all over: "No, it's impossible...it's impossible to remember..." "I remember you because, when the whole city was cheering for me and smiling at me, only you were crying." Qin Ran stretched out his hand slowly, as if wiping her tears, and said slowly, " I'm sorry, although I remembered you, I didn't look for you, I didn't give you, and I didn't give myself a chance to be close to each other. If I could know you, I would definitely marry you. I'm sorry..." My sister neighed, covered her face, and knelt down. 秦冉却仍在笑，原来，他竟可以笑得这么温文好看：“但是没有关系，我也快死了，不是吗？我们生前不能相识，死后应该可以吧？黄泉路上，要不要等我一起？” 姐姐哭得泣不成声，一边哭一边拼命摇头：“你骗人你骗人你是骗我的，不可能的！你怎么会愿意娶我？我出身低下又长得难看还比你年长……” “可是，正如你所说的，你绣工精绝天下无双，你是独一无二的，不是么？”秦冉停了一下，再开口时，声音里就多了很多感慨，“更何况，天底下，哪还有第二人，能够知我如你？仅仅是看见我的样子，就能读懂我心的女子，自然能得到我的心。” 姐姐慢慢地直起身来，凝望着他。两人的视线在空中交集，仿佛回到五年前——乾璧之战胜利归来的那一天，也是如此对望着，在他们眼中只有彼此，除此之外的世界，再无别的颜色。 “你说得对，我是独一无二的。”姐姐笑了起来，于是，干涸的山泉重新冒出了清水，飞逝的光阴倒流回了过往，枯败的花朵绽放出了新蕊，她的声音不再悲伤，而是充满了坚定，温柔而强大，“所以，两年前，我能够救你，两年后，也同样可以。” 一道白光飞了起来，缠绕上她的身躯，像轻灵的翅膀一样，将她整个人拖起来，于是，她的身体就笼罩上了浅浅一层银辉，宛如月光。 又宛如一幅画，浸在水里面，慢慢地晕化开，颜色变得越来越淡。 我预感到某种不幸，连忙朝她伸手：“姐姐！姐姐，不要——” 但是，她温柔地看着我，一如小时候无数次那样温柔地看过我一样：“玳玳，冉君……就拜托你了……” “不要！姐姐，姐姐！不要！”在我的呐喊声里，白光化作无数颗晶莹剔透的水珠，再一颗颗消散，就像无数颗流星一样，呈圆弧状四下飞逝。 与此同时，一样东西从空中落下来，罩住了秦冉的身体。 青灰色的城门，金黄色的绳结，飘扬的旗帜，雪亮的盔甲，神情肃穆的军队在百姓的围观里列队出发——《秦军出征图》。 是姐姐呕心沥血绣出的一封情书。 在姐姐死后，悲伤的婶婶将它烧毁在她坟前。却在这一刻，重新出现，盖在了垂死的少年身上。 于是结局所有人都知道了—— 少年再一次骑上战马，带着英姿飒爽的军队，在百姓的欢呼声中出了城门。 阳光似雪。清爽明艳。 少年回首相望，可是这一次他知道，相送的人群里，少了一位主角。永远永远。 而我，不是主角。