When my cousin was disfigured and lost a hand

Chapter 11

In the fifth year of Jingling, that is, five years after Tao Yuan got married, King Yong passed away in his sleep in a house in a remote town.

Choosing to die is his own decision.

He once quietly went back to the imperial capital once, and in the distance, he saw her appearing in front of the general's mansion. At that time, she had faded a bit immature, and became a bit more mature. She was holding the child hands, happily greeted her husband who returned from victory.

"husband……"

He had recited these two words in his heart more than once, like the wind, feeling like passing by him, but he couldn't catch it no matter what.

On the way away from the imperial capital, he thought of a lot. When she was young, she liked to follow behind him, calling out "cousin". He also had several younger sisters in the palace, so she was in his heart. No different from my sister.

Later, he grew up one step ahead of her. He met Lan Li and fell in love with her without reason. .

But a long time ago, he had a marriage contract with Tao Yuan. After Tao Yuan got married, according to the marriage bestowed by his father, he married her through the door.

He didn't criticize her, but he didn't treat her well. He knew this very well in his heart, so when God made a joke with him and his life changed dramatically, the first person he saw It was her that made it so difficult for him to accept.

It was because he was afraid and panicked.

He seems to be an affectionate person, but he never wants to think that he is also a heartless person.

Yes, she is such a good girl, why didn't he hold her hand?

Many people said behind his back that he deserved it, that he deserved what he deserved. He did not take a position to refute it, but he agreed with it very much. His life has also undergone great changes. He lives in a small town, and he writes and paints all day long. , seldom go out, and he no longer drinks alcohol. He satirizes himself that there are times when he is so pure-hearted, not wanting nothing, but pure-hearted.

The word "desire" is hidden in the bottom of his heart, like a seed that takes root in a dark and humid corner, making him more reticent. He keeps restraining himself, not to disturb her, she is doing well now , What he didn't give her before, her current husband gave her.

Choosing to die in the fifth year may be because of his dark expectation. That little general Jiang is a hypocrite, and he will have a reason to appear by her side again at that time. Someone would blame her for his death.

The moment he closed his eyes, his consciousness gradually collapsed, but the picture in front of him seemed extremely clear.

He stood by the lotus pond in a daze. When his eyes drooped, the man reflected on the water surface was very young. There was no mask on his face, and his right hand was still there, exactly the same as the 15-year-old self in his memory.

The chirping of the birds disturbed him.

"cousin!"

He looked at the girl running over, the tassels on her head were shaking, and the corners of her pink skirt were flying. Compared with the blooming lotus in the pond, she was the most beautiful scenery.

She came to his side, raised her hands high, and looked at him expectantly, "Can you help me send this fallen bird back to its nest in the tree?"

A ten-year-old girl, even more beautiful than he remembered.

The corners of his lips moved slightly, "Okay..."

She flashed a big smile.

He also smiled, and slowly, with mist covering his eyes, he bent down slowly, and he hugged her tightly.

Maybe it's back to the beginning, maybe it's just a dream.

When he was willing to fall into this moment, he could never come out again.

(End of this chapter)