Chapter 128: My Wife's Extra Story Cheng Ruochen - Sleeping with Feet
"Life is but a dream within a dream, and the affairs of the world are like the wind within the wind."
Cheng Ruochen once wanted to be such a person, but found that he simply could not become such a free and easy person.
Although Dayong was an open-minded country, the most basic stratification of scholars, farmers, workers and merchants was still deeply rooted and difficult to shake. Being born into a merchant family was almost the same as being nailed to the pillar of shame for a lifetime.
Therefore, even if the family has no shortage of money and gold, they are still looked down upon by others.
Cold eyes and neglect never completely left his life.
How sad.
He is also a flawed man, armed with a strong pride to create a tough exterior, hiding a heart that is unbearable and twisted. It is as if those dark memories have never filled his past.
In fact, Cheng Ruochen has not had many peaceful days since he can remember.
His mother, Liu, was a singer from a foreign ethnic group. Because of her outstanding appearance, she was transported thousands of miles from the Xiongnu by a bearded merchant.
Her father Cheng Zuo was traveling as a merchant when he fell in love with her at first sight. He spent a large sum of money to redeem her and brought her into his house as a concubine.
At the beginning, they were quite affectionate. I heard that silks, satins, gold, silver and jewelry were just ingredients to add flavor to the meal, and he was born in such a pampered environment, and almost all the love of his parents was poured into him.
But the good times did not last long. Cheng Zuo was a playboy. As soon as his mother became pregnant, he found that she was unable to keep him company, so he found a new lover. This girl from the Su family was quite powerful. Her family had donated money to give her a small official position. As soon as she came, she became the concubine that was originally promised to his mother.
Later, her mother was drugged by a wicked person, her youthful beauty gone. She had no scheming, and under the Su family's deliberate exclusion, everything went from bad to worse.
The mother and son faced a long and cold winter, spending the whole day in the cold.
Cheng Zuo has many children, so how could he care about him in particular?
Therefore, the mother and son endured almost the entire childhood of Cheng Ruochen under the deliberate harassment of other wives and concubines.
But the aerospace industry still didn't let him go.
His mother, the lifeline that had always been with him and the candlelight that had sustained his desire to survive, would one day be bedridden and barely breathing.
Cheng Ruochen saw his mother leaning there, her hands hanging limply on the bed.
He was filled with sorrow and pain, calling out "Mother, Mother" over and over again.
Liu's breath was weak, but she still murmured: "Nian Lan Tang's red candle, my heart is long and the flame is short, I shed tears for people..."
He stared at the door that never let anyone in, as if he was using his last bit of strength to wait for someone who didn't exist.
Cheng Ruochen knew who she was waiting for. He had told her cruelly countless times before: "Don't wait, he won't come again."
But this time, he couldn't bear it...
The sparkling peach blossom eyes were full of affection even before the boy opened them, but at this moment, they only made people feel sadness.
"Achen, your mother may not be able to see the day you come of age... Blame it on me being cowardly and coming from a poor background. I've caused you to suffer so much."
"Mrs. Su is fierce and narrow-minded, and your father is like that... From now on, my son must endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens. As a mother... I only hope that you grow up safely."
As if thinking about the fact that she would not be able to see the future, Liu suppressed the urge to cough up blood and choked out:
"If you want to choose a name, then call it... Xuan Ning... Okay."
Xuan Ning?
The word "Xuan" means mysterious and spiritual, and the word "Ning" means smooth and peaceful. It is truly a good word.
But after that day, he no longer had any close relatives in this vast world.
He carried his mother's good wishes, but he grew up to be such an unruly playboy, who never returned home, wandered around and even slept with prostitutes.
He now often wakes up from nightmares.
Back to that freezing cold day, he was imprisoned in a cage, half-naked. Those people threw a piece of raw meat at him, spat on it, and cursed him viciously: "You dead dog, eat it quickly."
He looked at them with resentment, almost wanting to memorize every ugly face in his mind.
But in return he received even more severe bullying and more excessive beatings. The wounds on his body had just begun to heal, but were torn apart again. Even after he came of age, some of the scars were still there.
Cheng Ruochen listened to these humiliations over and over again:
"I don't know whose child this singing girl has. Hey, you lowly thing is only fit to eat this kind of thing."
"Do you understand?"
His mood changed from grief and anger to indifference, and he even thought how nice it would be to just go with his mother.
But the feeling of losing strength bit by bit is really unbearable... Who will save him?
It’s a pity that although he was rescued, the person had been replaced.
He had abandoned that damn innocence, but he really didn't expect that he would meet someone who, like his mother, really wanted to persuade him to be a better person.
Lu Huai was like the clouds and the moon, and was extremely dirty. He seemed to be from a different world. Even someone like him who didn't believe in ghosts and gods, thought in a trance that the other party was a visitor from the immortal world who had descended from heaven.
Cheng Ruochen knew that if he really made a name for himself in his life, it would be by climbing the ladder of selection and entering the officialdom.
But he never expected that he would actually meet someone he loved, and he was willing to do the most despicable thing, to be so lowly and humble as to ask for things by deception, even if he was willing to be the third party, just to get a little bit of charity and love from his master.
He loves Lu Huai.
But later, that person gave up himself for Dayong and for everyone...
His heart ached... He also wanted to follow.
But he can't.
All the beautiful memories from before turned into sharp blades that pierced his heart at this moment, telling him again and again that Lu Huai left him in the best years of his life. He was not yet thirty years old and had not yet seen the peaceful and prosperous world he wished for.
How can I bear to leave?
He was in great pain, but he had to cheer up and complete everything Lu Huai left behind.
In the end, everyone felt that Master Cheng had grown up and become steady, tolerant, and responsible.
But he knew that this was not him.
This was clearly something he had deliberately created, an illusion of missing Lu Huai that had occurred over many years.
But sometimes when I wake up from the dream, the pain goes even deeper into my bones.
He looked into the bronze mirror and saw a blurry figure inside. Sometimes he couldn't tell whether he was looking at himself or the person he couldn't let go of.
Until that day, he had waited for a very long time, and he had indeed made some achievements.
Only then did Cheng Ruochen dare to drink the glass of wine he had prepared for himself, and with a smile on his face, he began to dream forever and ever, a dream from which he would never wake up again.
But why did he suddenly realize that his consciousness would still be awake?
Are you going to meet your old friends in the underworld?
Are you going to meet... Lu Huai?
He mustered up the courage to open his eyes.
What I faced was a familiar scene.
Or perhaps, mixed with a bit of strangeness?
Time plucks the strings of the piano, but forgets the human heart.
Everything seemed to have returned to the very beginning, and he returned to his own small courtyard.
Cheng Ruochen, who is already thirty years old, has lost his imagination and can only think of one thing: Is he dreaming?
He twisted his arm hard, and the painful feeling told him that everything was true.
At this moment, Cheng Ruochen suddenly woke up and sat up from the bed.
It was completely silent outside, and he couldn't hear any other sound louder than his heartbeat.
This is?
He seemed to have suddenly realized something, not caring that he was only wearing his shirt.
He ran outside without even putting on his outer robe, and ran all the way to the bronze mirror.
He saw a face of his own youth.
He has a pair of charming and passionate fox eyes and a fair and handsome face, and when he goes out, beautiful women will call him "Langjun" in a soft Wu dialect to flirt with him.
This is also how he looked when I first met Lu Huai.
Does this mean that he can see again the person who has been away for a long time but still stands tall in his heart?
He has not taken care of his appearance for a long time since that man left.
Even his subordinates, seeing his untidy beard, thought that he was once a dashing and dashing scholar who had won the imperial examination, and advised him to make some adjustments to maintain his image, but he refused to listen.
At this moment, Cheng Ruochen looked at every detail carefully, fearing that he would be ugly or rough and disgusting. His trembling right hand touched his delicate and fair face.
But his expression suddenly turned ugly.
He swallowed and suddenly thought of a question, that is, at this juncture, had he entered the DPRK?
Will there not even be a palace examination? He has not yet met his Lord Lu and good master.
Cheng Ruochen frantically searched for the official uniforms in his wardrobe, but was disappointed to find that they were all the same popular and famous ones he had worn before he met Lu Huai. They were not simple and low-key at all.
How can it not make people feel disappointed and crazy?
He still held on to a glimmer of hope, and just then the noise had alarmed the maid who had gotten up to go to the bathroom.
Cheng Ruochen's eyes were red, and he asked her what year it was, as if he was possessed.
But he could only get a panicked reply and ran away. It turned out that it was... it was the time when Chu Yuanting had just been on the throne for two years.
It was still a full year and a half before he met Lu Huai.
How difficult must it be for him to endure such a long time?
But he knew that Lu Huaiyuan was thousands of miles away, and apart from participating in the imperial examination, the only way he could meet him was by chance.
He trekked and hiked to Ning County, looking for the scenery that his old friend had seen.
But after searching everywhere, I couldn't find that familiar figure.
Every time I am just about to visit, but I don’t know if it is because fate has not arrived or the time is not right.
He didn't believe these things before.
But this chance to start over was the result of his sincere prayers to the Buddha, and he dared not ignore it.
So I went there with hope and returned home with regret.
Drawing on his past life's experience, he reviewed his lessons quickly this time, even gaining a deeper understanding after years of practice. He felt he had broken through that barrier and could write better policy essays, better emulating Lu Huai.
But when he put pen to paper, he still followed the writing style of his previous life.
He was not afraid of taking away Lu Huai's top spot. He just wanted the other party to know him while he still looked a bit like he used to be.
Instead of Cheng Ruochen, who has gone through many hardships, lost his spirit, and whose image is full of his shadow.
And Cheng Ruochen was finally blessed by God.
In front of the Golden Throne Hall, everyone is tiny.
Chu Yuanting sat on a high platform, overlooking the crowd with a friendly smile. The king's familiar hypocrisy was as annoying as ever.
In the solemn and dignified atmosphere, Cheng Ruochen breathed freely, but what made him really nervous was the glance to the side.
——Through the thin figure next to a scholar, the voice gurgled like a clear spring and the answers flowed like flowing water.
Her skin is as white as jade, her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and her demeanor is graceful. I don't know how many people she has amazed for years.
The figure that had been haunting him appeared, like a blooming Epiphyllum in a dream, as stunning as ever.
He had been staring intently since he started patrolling the streets. He did not accept any bouquets of flowers offered to him, but just stared stubbornly at the elegant figure in front of Zhu Yue, which was a certain distance away from him.
"Ha..." He heard his heartbeat like a drum and his heavy breathing.
"May I know your name, brother?"
As soon as Cheng Ruochen finished, he heard himself rushing forward without caring about his image and snatching up all those who were looking for a son-in-law from the list. After introducing himself, he asked the other party with a trembling voice.
"My name is Lu Huai, you can call me Yan Jin."
"Yan Jin..."
He stammered out the familiar word, but "Ahuai" almost slipped out.
Lu Huai looked at this bright and handsome scholar, dressed in scorching clothes, yet with a sense of melancholy and sadness, and couldn't help feeling a little strange.
He asked with concern, "Is Xuan Ning feeling unwell? Or is there anything I can help with?"
"No problem." He bowed gently to Lu Huai.
It is the greatest blessing of my life to see you again.
This time I will protect you and help Lord Lu build a peaceful and prosperous world.
So this time, he wanted to break into Lu Zhuangyuan's world before everyone else before the Qionghua Banquet.
His first initiative to invite a discussion was to Lu Huai: "Regarding Yan Jin's brilliant remarks, I have a question..."
Lu Huai inexplicably felt that the other person was particularly kind and familiar from the first sight, and he spontaneously wanted to get to know the other person.
This casualness was then translated into warm hospitality in words and actions: "It's getting late. If Xuan Ning doesn't mind, why don't we go to my place or yours to discuss this?"
Cheng Ruochen was obviously very happy. His peach blossom eyes sparkled like a pot of spring water, and he said, "Excellent, excellent."
He waited and waited...waited
Not only did he become a frequent visitor to the Lu Mansion, he also often monopolized Lu Huai and refused to let go, making it impossible for the reckless Pei Yu to make an appointment with him.
But the closer he got to Lu Huai, the more he feared that his dirty thoughts would taint the pure little master.
But he often woke up from nightmares at night, dreaming that everything was repeating itself, his Lu Huai had left again, and everything he had regained was just a dream.
So scary...
Tears flowed like a torrent, bursting out at this moment along with all the grievances from past and present lives.
In a daze, he heard Lu Huai calling him anxiously: "Xuan Ning...Xuan Ning"
"Ruochen, what's wrong with you? Why do you keep calling my name?"
"Ahuai..."
He opened his eyes and saw Lu Huai, wearing only his underwear, sitting beside the bed, wiping his forehead with a wet towel.
Seeing that he woke up, her beautiful eyes revealed sincere joy, and she looked very happy about all this.
Yes... In this life, he was not involved with Shen Chensheng, so...
So they got drunk yesterday and made a scene?
Are you making a fuss about sleeping with your feet touching?
The scene in the dream actually became reality.
The huge surprise made Cheng Ruochen not know what to say. He stammered, "Yanjin, you...you...I..."
Seeing his childish clumsiness, Lu Huai couldn't help but smile, flicking his forehead. "What's wrong? Just now someone got drunk and said he would not come back until he was drunk. Now he's denying his promise after having a nightmare."
Cheng Ruochen suddenly became quiet.
Lu Huai thought he had fallen asleep again and was about to lie down to rest, but was suddenly hugged tightly by a pair of warm arms.
That gorgeous voice suddenly became hoarse: "It's impossible to deny it."
A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Huai's usually clear and bright almond-shaped eyes, and this surprise turned into disbelief when he was suppressed by Cheng Ruochen who stood up and lay on top of him.
"We agreed not to leave until we're drunk, so let's not wake up."
"Good Yanjin, good Ah Huai, just follow me this time..."
The little master's body is so fragrant and his lips are so soft, I can't stop kissing him...
Cheng Ruochen took a deep breath of the fragrance on Lu Huai's neck, bit his earlobe, and stared eagerly at the rosy and charming corners of the handsome man's eyes.
Suddenly she took his hand and placed it on her neck: "Ahuai, please take care of me. As for the rest, even if you want to take my life, I will still be willing."
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