Luo He emptied his empty wine bag and looked at the end of the path in the valley for the seventeenth time since he got up early.
The drowsiness from his unsatisfied alcohol addiction came over him. He didn't know how much time had passed, but just when he was about to look away again, a pair of figures finally came slowly through the green morning mist.
He forced his eyelids open and was about to complain loudly about the other party's late arrival, but the words were on the tip of his tongue and he swallowed them back.
He saw the young woman gently holding the man's hand, walking step by step through the pear trees with pink and white flowers, and smiling as she walked into the morning light.
They were wearing the simplest clothes, like the most ordinary pair of travelers in the world.
The alcohol that had accumulated in his body for years was brewing and fermenting at this moment. He was drunk and thought about the past. Long, long ago, he had also walked out of this mountain and walked back home step by step along this road, accompanied by his loved ones.
Xiao Nan looked back and saw Luo He sitting on the pile of firewood in a daze. He was about to pick up the wine in his hand and call him, but the other party suddenly stood up and staggered away.
She was a little surprised, but didn't chase after him.
The falling flowers were like snow, lingering in her heart. In such a beautiful scene, she was unwilling to leave the person beside her even for a moment.
It turns out that when people are extremely happy, they will think about death.
Only death can freeze everything. They don't have to experience the unknown life, old age, sickness and death, bitter separation, and can stay forever on this meadow where flowers are raining.
A breeze blew through the valley, bringing with it the fragrance of flowers.
Xiao Nanhui sneezed and realized that the road had come to an end.
She still held his hand and didn't want to separate, and began to find some topics to talk about.
"So why on earth did you run out barefoot?"
This topic was really not very good, but the other party lowered his head seriously and studied the dirt and grass clippings on his ankles.
"I got up in such a hurry that I forgot to put on my shoes and socks."
Her question was quite meaningless, yet he answered it with such seriousness that she felt like laughing, but she suppressed it and feigned doubt.
"You weren't like this before. I always felt like nothing could make you so hurried."
She didn't laugh, but he did, but his expression didn't show much relief or joy.
"I wasn't born this way. I used to be in a hurry too. But later I realized that no matter how hurried you appear, those who can't wait for you will not wait for you after all."
She had seen this look before and knew that he was remembering something from the past. The questions that she had not originally intended to explore were now becoming more and more prominent.
"I heard from the villagers that this place was once called Zhongli. That wasn't your mother's..."
She couldn't help but pause when she said this.
He had deliberately concealed this part on the carriage to Huozhou. Perhaps she really shouldn't have asked.
However, before she could figure out how to understand this conversation, he spoke first.
"She and her people did live here, but this wasn't their original home. The surname Zhongli comes from a place name, and my mother's family's original surname was Hu, and they were once one of the largest families in Huozhou."
Having said this, he paused for a moment and looked at her quietly.
"But I have the shadow of another bloodline within me. I was very young at the time, and my mother rarely spoke of it, much less revealing the true reason for the genocide. But after all we've been through, even without absolute certainty or proof, I can at least guess."
The person in front of me is definitely not a sincere person, but at this moment he gave his most sincere answer.
The fires and murals in Puhuna and the Shen family cave flashed through her mind like lightning. She suddenly felt a little uncomfortable and didn't want to bring up such a topic on such a beautiful morning.
He had slept for so long, she should have had endless feelings to share with him, but now she found it difficult to speak.
After a while, she could only look at the empty pile of firewood and whispered.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. I went to Lengzhai to look for Na Luohe as you asked, but he claimed to be your cousin and used his status as an elder to pressure me all the way. I asked him about it but he refused to say more and was hesitant. I'm afraid he has some hidden secret..."
"He is indeed from my mother's family. When he was young, he owed my mother a favor that he will never be able to repay in this lifetime. If I ask him, he won't dare to be presumptuous." He paused, then looked at her with a smile. "As for a secret, it's not really a secret. If you want to know, I can tell you everything."
The face that he had just kissed was now smiling as if it were a spring breeze and as charming as peach blossoms, but Xiao Nanhui suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
Was she really overthinking it? The two families sharing information with each other, telling their parents about their family affairs, that was a scene that only happened in opera excerpts when discussing marriage.
She cleared her throat and spoke in a calm tone.
"I'm not really that curious... I'm just worried he's unreliable. If you trust him, then I naturally won't have any doubts."
"I haven't seen him for many years, and what you said just now is not entirely unreasonable. Now is the perfect time, and we should catch up."
After he said this, he looked down at the two people's clasped hands.
She knew she couldn't be so shameless anymore, so she just let go of his hand and waved it in a nonchalant manner.
"Of course I should. I saw him go that way just now. It won't be too late for you to go back and put on your shoes and socks and then go find him."
Su Wei gently stepped back, looked at her quietly again, and then turned and left.
After watching the other person walk away, she picked up the wine barrel and walked towards the stone house in the distance where smoke was rising.
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