Chapter 17 Section IX

In the music room on the ship, the eldest mother fanned the wind with a peacock hair fan, while listening to Lan Yueer singing the song in the song book to Dan Mengsan's piano, while driving away blue butterflies, smelling flowers in the air son's breath.She felt as if she had returned to her girlhood, oblivious to the lost years. Her mother, who died young, once said to her: "Beware of a man who smells flowers between his fingers." On that day many years ago, she finally smelled the scent of flowers that she was destined to have. One afternoon in September, as usual, she went to the ship's dining room to greet the hitchhikers and learn about the world on the shore.That day, the dining room was full of people of all kinds. When she walked in, everyone stopped to look at her, their eyes were both moved and ashamed, like a humble deer in the forest finally meeting the king of beasts, like stars meeting The brilliance of the moon is like ordinary people seeing the queen of their country, and the queen has long been used to this kind of looking up, and she still talks and laughs freely, until she sees a person in the crowd.

He was dressed in light blue clothes, and he was imposing, but there was a kind of downcast embarrassment on his face.She took the initiative to walk over to shake hands with him, and introduced herself, "My name is Jin Meilu." He was so flattered that he quickly stretched out his hand, shyly reported his name, and said, "The willow is green." His hands were like flower petals, she smelled the fragrance of flowers from between his fingers, and suddenly, the whole world stopped.She tried her best to find the complex floral fragrance, which smelled like roses in the morning, with the sweet fragrance of geranium and the fragrance of ash. It seemed that there was also an elegant benzoin. It must be frankincense that lingered on her nose.There are also many floral fragrances that she can't tell, maybe she has never heard or seen.

His hands are like a season of flowers, the lingering fragrance is lingering, caressing her skin meticulously, she immediately feels ashamed of the balm smeared on her body and the faint smell of sweat, for a moment, this down-and-out man is the king, she is just a Pretending to be a queen. "I'm a pharmacist." Liu Seqing seemed to have found that she was trying to find that fragrance, but got lost in it. She understood clearly, and asked him tremblingly, "Where are you going?" "Find a flower," he replied. "What kind of flower is it?" she asked curiously.

"Maybe there is no such flower, it's just a legend." He said shyly. "What kind of flower?" "Yongxiang flower, a flower that no one has ever seen before." He said to her. "Where can I find it?" she asked. "Nobody knows," he said. "Can this ship take you there?" she asked, her reluctant eyes seemed to see parting. Liu Seqingqing suddenly understood that he couldn't go anywhere. She loved him, just like a person loves his own soul, not only for its purity and brilliance, but also for its helplessness and darkness.One night watching fireworks, he said to her: "You are the queen of the river."

"Isn't it right after landing?" She laughed and picked on him. When he landed, she was the pain in his heart.When she sang in the tent, the men stared at her dazedly, possessing her with their eyes.How good would it be if she couldn't sing anymore?Let the showgirls sing, she'll stay on board and be his forever. "Singing is my life! Cheapskate!" she said to him. "A man does not give up his life lightly." To appease his jealousy, she told him, "No matter how many people are sitting in the tent, I only see you." She didn't expect that he had made up his mind.

One rainy morning, when she woke up from the bed, he handed her a cup of potion, the color of the midsummer sky, and it smelled delicious. "What is this?" she asked him. "You will be happy after drinking it." He said to her, staring at her with complicated eyes. "Really? How happy it will be." She drank the potion her lover gave her as she spoke, without seeing the determination in his complicated eyes.All of a sudden, she felt as if there were a thousand flower thorns strangling her throat, and a fierce fragrance of flowers rushed to her nose, and she was sweating coldly all over, moaning in pain on the bed.

Terrified, he hugged her and said in a trembling voice with frightened tears, "I'm sorry, I didn't think it would cause you pain." "What did you drink for me?" She asked him tremblingly. "It's the medicine that keeps you by my side." He said guiltily. "You want to kill me?" She looked at him in disbelief. "I'd rather die than kill you," he said. "Tell me, what's that?" she asked, grabbing his arm. "It's the medicine that makes you stop singing." He confessed to her. "Then you've killed me," she said, releasing her hand.

He knelt down in front of her and said, "That's because I love you so much." "If you really love me so much, leave this ship today and don't let me see you again." She said to him desperately. Liu Seqingqing did not leave her life.He hired a small boat and followed her swan boat all the time, sitting on the bow every day, letting the wind and rain blow, begging her forgiveness.She refused to come out to see him. He gradually became like a lonely ghost, still sitting on the bow, tormented by memories and regrets.One day in April, people didn't see him, thinking he had finally given up.

The boatman went to find him, and found that the cabin was filled with the smell of decaying flowers. The willow-colored green was sitting on a wooden bed only one foot wide, with his head buried between his hands, and beside him was a bowl of remnant anthers, the pink color of which was like poppies. Goldberry went to see him in the boat, and saw that the soul she had loved was dead in a limp body.He ate the deadly anther he had prepared, and there was only a stack of manuscripts in his shabby luggage. She anointed the body with only a few bones left with frankincense and myrrh, wrapped him in light blue clothes, covered him with a thick blanket, and tied the body to a small wooden boat.

One morning when the west wind was blowing, she cut off a lock of red hair on her head, put it in his arms, and ordered the sailors to slowly lower the boat into the river, and let him cross the river Styx in the boat.She sprinkled the petals of benzoin along the river where the boat was drifting, for a total of forty days. She saw that her lost voice seemed to be revived by Lan Yueer. Day after day, in the long hours in the music room, listening to the child sing and watching her grow up, Jin Meilu suddenly suspected that Lan Yueer was It was sent by Liu Seqingqing, it was their unborn child, and it was his love debt to her.Isn't Blue Moon just a kind of rose?They met in September, the day they saw Lan Yueer on the embankment, wasn't it also September?

Every night, she still reads his posthumous manuscript in bed.One of the pages reads "Only the fragrance of flowers is the same as before", and next to it is the formula of blood tonic.She couldn't understand and skipped that page.Until one terrible September day, when Lan Yueer entered puberty, the kind of blood that every woman bleeds flowed from between her legs for the first time. She actually stained twelve sheets red, and one face turned white. Like snow, his whole body was cold and trembling, his lips were dry, and he struggled in pain on the bed, screaming in despair like a dying beast, and vomited out all the medicine he had taken.The doctors who came to see her said she was dying. "Qingqing, are you going to take her away?" She asked the sky. Suddenly, she remembered that "only the fragrance of flowers remains the same".On that page of the posthumous manuscript, there is a recipe for blood tonic, which uses the blood of fig parrot, nighthawk, lark and Bianfu, and adds seven lixiang, linden flower and silk pa.