Chapter 20: Thousand Years of Thinking of You
Wei Ci looked at her deeply: "Old Gui Lian will not come again today, let's go, General."
As the sky began to brighten, Cang Ming looked towards the east, stood up and said, "Let's go. They will also be on their way soon."
The two walked, one in front and one behind, along the river, the sky high and the earth far away, aimlessly. Cang Ming stepped on the dead branches and the snow, without turning his head, and asked, "How did you know we were catching him?"
Wei Ci said: "Because I have been watching you."
Cang Ming said indifferently, "The antique shop owner is really a wealthy and idle person."
Wei Ci silently watched her back and couldn't help asking, "Is this clothing men's?"
"Yes." Cang Ming glanced back at him, "I borrowed it."
"It doesn't seem to fit." Wei Ci said half-seriously, "Why doesn't the general let me borrow it?"
"Yours would be even less suitable."
Wei Ci was silent, as if a cicada was terrified. After a pause, he said, "General, your clothes are frozen."
"Oh?" Cang Ming looked down and found that the red robe on his body was indeed covered with frost, probably because it was splashed with water from the bathtub during the fight.
In addition, the corners of his robe dragged on the ground, stained with a layer of black snow, and his sleeves were rolled up in several bundles. Cang Ming exuded the aura of a fierce ghost catcher and waved his hand, saying, "It's okay."
Heavy snow fell from the sky, the north wind blew back, and thousands of flying snowflakes fell on the center of the eyebrows.
Wei Ci said, "Do you want to change? I have a dress that would suit you very well..."
Cang Ming suddenly turned around and said angrily, "Do you ask others to change clothes all day long?"
Wei Ci was stunned. He lowered his head in grievance and muttered like a piece of wood: "General, I don't know how to give you the best... This is all I have."
Cang Ming was also stunned.
He then complained to himself, "I was inconsiderate and forgot to ask you what you wanted. Don't blame you for being angry."
Tears quickly welled up in Cang Ming's eyes, and she couldn't stop them from rolling down. She suddenly covered her mouth with both hands and said fearfully, "I'm sorry, I've never lost my temper with anyone before. I don't know what happened to me... I'm sorry."
"General!" Wei Ci seemed really anxious and held her shoulders, "...General!"
Cang Ming wiped her face with her sleeve, then remembered that these were Wei Qiang's clothes. Having been in such a tattered state, she was bound to lose money, but she hadn't earned a single copper coin recently. Thinking of this, Cang Ming cried even harder and more desperately.
Wei Ci bent down slightly to look at her and asked cautiously, "Why are you crying again? What's wrong? Tell me."
Cang Ming threw his arms free, broke free from his large hand, and walked quickly forward: "There's nothing wrong with that. Just don't have to follow me secretly all the time in the future."
Wei Ci chased after him in a daze and asked, "Why?"
"I don't have the money to hire you as a bodyguard."
"I don't want any money."
"You have a family, so why do you always follow me? I'm a has-been immortal with no hope of becoming a god. There's no way out if you follow me." Cang Ming said this stubbornly and jumped onto the top of a tree.
Trampling the pine trees that resembled the waves of the ocean, Cang Ming ran away in a few steps. His red robe disappeared between the dark green pine branches and the falling white snow.
"Did something evil happen to me?" When Cang Ming stopped to calm down, he found that he was blinded by anger and ran through the forest to the antique shop. He felt very embarrassed.
Just as he was about to turn around and escape underground, he saw Wei Ci's handsome face with a half-smile on it.
Wei Ci said, "General, despite what he said, he still cares deeply about me, his subordinate, and even came all the way here to express his condolences and inspection."
Cang Ming said, "I ran the wrong way."
Wei Ci said to himself, "The ancient building is warm in winter and cool in summer, don't worry, General. The weather is cold, why not come to the roof to drink and enjoy the snow, isn't it fun?"
Without waiting for Cang Ming to refuse, he added, "I have been alone for the past thousand years, without a home or a family, and I rely entirely on the general's compassion for his subordinates."
Cang Ming raised his surprised face and asked hesitantly: "So you have so many women's clothes in your collection... are you going to wear them yourself?!"
Wei Ci lowered his eyes and smiled, "So that's it... Those clothes are my treasured possessions. Their former owner was awe-inspiring and would surely become a god."
Cang Ming clapped his hands and said for him, "So you collect the clothes she wore, planning to resell them at a high price in the future!"
"Most of those clothes are new. She hasn't had time to wear them yet." Wei Ci smiled indifferently, "I won't resell them. I never will."
"Okay, okay, it's even better if you keep it forever." Cang Ming said with great joy, "This will be your store's treasure in the future."
Wei Ci tried his best to suppress his smug smile and said "hmm" calmly.
Snow fell on everything, with a sound yet almost without a sound. Cang Ming smiled at him, a smile so bright and brilliant, like a clear, sunny day, that he forgot to blink.
Cang Ming raised his chin towards the roof of the ancient building and said, "Let's go drink!"
Wei Ci reached out and brushed away the snow on the beams, and the two sat down side by side. Cang Ming had changed back into his sea-blue robe, his hair crown gleaming like a star in the evening.
Wei Ci took out a brocade box from his chest and handed it to Cang Ming as if nothing had happened: "This thing is quite interesting, why not give it to you to play with."
Inside the brocade box was a pair of dazzling earrings and a box of light pink and orange lipstick.
Cang Ming opened his round eyes and said, "No one has ever given me rouge or jewelry."
Wei Ci seemed very satisfied with this statement, and smiled so hard that a dimple appeared on one side of her face: "Try it?"
Cang Ming actually felt embarrassed and declined vaguely, "Wouldn't it be a waste if I used all this?"
"How could that be?" Wei Ci said as a matter of course, "It's obvious that these things are just borrowing the general's reputation. It would be a waste to use them on others."
Cang Ming turned around, put on the earrings, and applied a thin layer of lipstick. Suddenly, she felt her heart pounding. When she turned around, she didn't dare to look at Wei Ci.
Wei Ci said: "The general is as bright as the clouds, even the dazzling jewels are eclipsed."
Cang Ming gave him a smile and immediately turned his head away.
Wei Ci added, "General, you might as well keep it with you. Perhaps it will be useful in the future."
Cang Ming smiled and said, "Okay, I think the treasure given by the antique shop owner must be exquisite and exquisite. Of course I must take it with me."
Wei Ci clapped his hands lightly twice, and a pot of hot wine rose from the chimney, and two wine cups popped out.
Cang Ming took the glass of wine and said with a smile: "Your waiters also know you very well."
"Well, they are all homeless little demons." Wei Ci also poured himself a glass of wine.
The two wine glasses clinked together, and snowflakes fell into the wine.
Cang Ming looked at the snowy world and hummed a nursery rhyme softly.
Wei Ci deliberately asked, "Why are you so happy?"
Cang Ming said, "Because you have no family, you are willing to be my subordinate without any salary."
Wei Ci turned his head and looked into the distance, pretending to be deep. For the first time, a faint blush appeared on his pale face.
Cang Ming took advantage of the victory and turned the tables: "Oh, you get angry easily when you drink."
Wei Ci said: "Well, yes, it's easy to get angry."
Cang Ming smiled triumphantly and changed the subject with a dignified gesture: "With fine wine and a snowy scene, how about we have a poetry competition?"
"General, your suggestion is certainly good." Wei Ci clapped his hands in agreement, "How should we respond?"
Cang Ming drank five cups in a row, feeling as if he were floating in the clouds. He slapped the beam of the house and announced boldly, "Let's not set up those empty rules. Let's just pick the poems we like best!"
Wei Ci took off his outer robe and gently brushed away the fallen snow on her shoulders before draping the outer robe over her shoulders. He smiled and said, "Then let's start with the general."
Cang Ming felt dizzy and enveloped in the silver-white outer robe, feeling the lingering warmth and the faint scent of bamboo leaves. Wei Ci, wearing only a silver-shimmering light blue undershirt, looked at Cang Ming with a smile on his face.
Cang Ming held his forehead and said absentmindedly: "I said——"
The river was covered with snow, and the sky and earth were vast and boundless. There was only one fishing boat parked in the harbor.
"So many things have happened in ancient and modern times, the fishermen get up and sing at three o'clock in the morning." Cang Ming recited slowly.
Wei Ci was silent for a moment, then repeated in a low and soft voice: "So many things happened in ancient and modern times, the fishermen get up and sing at the third watch."
"Last time, you advised me not to be obsessed with revenge and becoming a god. I understand your good intentions, very, very well." Cang Ming looked at him sincerely, "You were just trying to persuade me to live in peace."
Wei Ci put down his wine glass and said in a serious tone he had never used before: "General, how many heroes throughout history have given up their obsessions, only to end their lives with nothing but a clean hand. Success or failure is all in vain."
"But once a thought finds you, it will entangle you like a kaleidoscope." Cang Ming looked up at the snowflakes in the sky with a vain look. If he looked for too long, he would feel like he was being sucked in. "Perhaps only by realizing the obsession can we break it."
He lowered his head and said nothing more. It wasn't until the snow stopped that he said, "General, please think about it. I won't say any more."
Cang Ming raised an eyebrow: "It's your turn, where's your poem?"
He looked into her eyes and said, "Since we parted, I have been thinking of our meeting. I have been with you in my dreams many times."
His eyebrows and eyes were like peaks, and he wanted to say something but couldn't. Cang Ming found himself looking at him infatuatedly, and quickly looked away, saying thoughtfully: "Wei Ci, did we know each other before?"
"Why?" Wei Ci grabbed her arm and looked at her eagerly.
Cang Ming tapped his head and said, "But...but I can't remember. It's like there's a curtain separating those things. It's really strange."
"It doesn't matter." He let go of her hand and whistled. "We'll remember what we need to remember."
But Cang Ming felt that the word "loss" was written all over his body, as if she was supposed to know him.
Cang Ming pondered over it, confirming that he had neither lost his memory nor had he ever met such an unforgettable young man. The only possibility was that the Jing family owed some money when they were in trouble.
Could it be that the creditor he was looking for was Cang Ming?
Noticing her horrified gaze, Wei Ci raised the corner of his mouth and pointed at the bird and said, "Look."
Cang Ming looked into the distance, then suddenly put on the rabbit head mask and exclaimed in a low voice: "How come this guy is still alive?"
"What?" Wei Ci was startled. "General, do you know this bird?"
"No." Cang Ming quietly crawled behind the chimney and peeked out, "It's him. The current master of the Tongduo Sect, the sacred immortal Zhong Wuqi."
Wei Ci's gaze suddenly turned cold, like an icy sword piercing the distance. A rickety carriage slowly approached from the horizon, its driver as thin as a bamboo pole, motionless.
When the carriage drew near, it became clear that the driver was a puppet, with strings hanging in the air as if manipulated by invisible hands.
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