Qinglian’S Heart Is Covered, Fate Meets Chapter 39

Chapter 39

Chaos Lotus Shang·Pan Lang’s Guard·Only Thinking of the Old Days and Eves (Chapter One·Detailed Expansion·Seven Thousand Words·Obsessive Thoughts·Old Shadows Are Hard to Find)

(Continued from the previous article) We landed in front of a small courtyard in the old lane of Liancheng. There were ivy creeping on the courtyard door, and half a pond of purple lotus was planted in the courtyard, which was seventy-nine similar to the Chaos Purple Lotus Pond.Lian looked at the purple lotuses all over the courtyard, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she turned to smile at me: “Pan Lang, this place suits my liking.”

The wind carried the smoke from the alley into the small courtyard, mixed with the fresh scent of purple lotus, brushing through her plain sarong and blowing the hanging strands of hair to her cheeks.When she raised her feet to cross the threshold of the courtyard, the hem of her skirt swept across the moss in front of the steps, startling a few gray finches that were perched in the cracks in the rocks. They fluttered their wings and landed on the lotus canopy of the purple lotus pond, adding a bit of warmth from mundane fireworks.I took half a step forward and stretched out my hand to hold her arm, for fear that she would trip on the loose wooden threshold. Even though I have lost my divine personality, my instinct to protect her is still engraved in the depths of my soul.

Lian walked straight to the purple lotus pond, squatted down, and gently brushed the petals of a half-opened purple lotus with her fingertips.The morning dew stuck to her fingertips, reflecting the rising sun and glowing with fragments of light.She turned her head and looked at me, her eyebrows curved into crescent moons, and her clear voice was wrapped in the fragrance of lotus, filling the silence of the small courtyard: “Look at this lotus, the pattern of the petals is exactly the same as that in the Chaos Pool, and even the fragrance of the lotus is exactly the same.”

I walked to her side and looked along her fingertips. The edges of the petals of the purple lotus were glowing with a light purple halo, and there was a very faint golden light hidden in the heart of the lotus. It was indeed the aura of the chaotic purple lotus.I think it was God’s pity on me and my obsession, or the pull of Lian’s soul, that allowed us to find such a place in the mortal world where we could recreate the old days and nights.I knelt down and brushed off the lotus petals on her skirt. My fingertips inadvertently touched the cold back of her hand, and the purple lotus mark on my heart felt slightly hot, as if in response to the perfection of this mortal world.

“Perhaps our soul breath has disturbed the lotus here.” I whispered, looking from the heart of the lotus to her eyebrows, “From now on, we will guard this small courtyard. There will be no more trivial matters in the three realms, no more nine billion people, only you and me.”

Hearing this, Lian paused with her fingertips, then turned to look at me, with a gentle smile in her eyes, and stretched out her hand to cover the back of my hand: “Silly Pan Lang, even if there are all living beings, your position in my heart has never changed.”

My throat felt hot and I wanted to say something, but the warmth of her fingertips made me forget to speak. I just silently clenched her hand tightly, stuffed it into my palm and warmed it.The wind in the mortal world is not as gentle as the sea of ​​clouds in the heavens. It brings with it the smoke of fireworks that have been laid out in the alleyway, making the tip of my nose warm. I suddenly feel that the pain of being separated from my body and the fear of hundreds of millions of years have all become worth it in the warmth of this palm.

In the next three days, we were busy taking care of this small courtyard.I went to the carpenter in the alley to get some wood to repair the loose window lattice, and carried a broom to sweep away the fallen leaves and dust in the yard. Lian dug out the old cloth in the corner of the house and mended the worn bedding. Occasionally, I would go to the Purple Lotus Pond to pick some fresh lotus hearts and cook a pot of sweet porridge.

During the day, when I was busy repairing the house, she would move a small horse and sit at the door of the courtyard, holding the soles of her shoes in her hands. She would look up at me from time to time. If she saw sweat on my forehead, she would get up and bring a bowl of warm lotus tea to my hand: “Take a rest, don’t be tired.”

I took the tea bowl, raised my head and drank it all. The fragrance of lotus mixed with the sweetness of tea fell into my throat, and the fatigue from my limbs disappeared.I took her wrist, pulled her to sit next to me, and rubbed the shallow marks on her fingertips from the soles of her shoes with my fingertips, feeling a pang of pity in my heart: “I’ll do all the rough work, just rest.”

“Husband and wife in this world should share joys and sorrows.” Lian smiled and pulled back her hand, then picked up the sole of her shoe and took an injection. “In the past, you were the one who protected me in heaven. Now in the human world, it is my turn to love you.”

These words were like a warm fire, making my heart feel hot.I looked at the way she lowered her eyes to take in the soles of her shoes. The morning light fell on the top of her hair, coating it with a soft golden edge. The broken hair at the temples swayed gently with her movements, which was even more moving than the clouds in the sky.At that moment, I suddenly understood that the so-called perfection has never meant monopolizing all her eyes, but that in this smoky world, she is here, I am here, and even the wind is warm.

The accident happened in the early morning of the fourth day.

At dawn, I got up and went to the breakfast shop in the alley to buy soy milk and fried dough sticks, thinking that Lian would have a taste of earthly food.But as soon as she stepped into the courtyard door, she was seen holding on to the door frame, bending over and covering her heart, her face was pale, and her throat was trembling slightly, as if she was holding back retching.

My heart tightened, and the breakfast in my hand fell to the ground with a “pop”. I rushed over in three steps at a time, put my arms around her waist, and held her firmly.My fingertips touched her cold back, and my voice trembled: “Lian! What’s wrong with you? But what’s wrong with you? I’m going to find the doctor right away!”

As I said this, I turned around and rushed out, but she grabbed my wrist.She took a breath, stood up slowly, and placed her fingertips lightly on her lower abdomen. Her originally pale cheeks were covered with a very light blush, and the weakness in her eyes was wrapped in a trace of indescribable tenderness: “Pan Lang, don’t panic, it’s not a disease, it’s… you have it.”

“Yes?” I froze in place, my eyes locked on her hand covering her lower abdomen, which was still as flat as before, but I seemed to be able to sense a faint but vivid soul through her sarong, wrapped in the purity of her lotus heart and the gentleness of my Tao Qi, quietly gestating in that small area.The purple lotus mark on my heart suddenly lit up, burning my eyes to the point of tears. The pain of tearing apart my body and the sourness of millions of years of fear all dissipated at this moment, leaving only the trembling and softness in my heart.

I carefully knelt down and placed my ear gently on her belly, not even daring to breathe heavily.The surroundings were so quiet that I could hear the sound of morning dew dripping from the Purple Lotus Pond. In a trance, there seemed to be a very light throbbing transmitted into my ears through the cloth, making my soul tremble.I raised my hand and touched the hem of her clothes with my fingertips. I moved lightly so as not to disturb the creatures in my belly. My voice was choked with sobs: “It’s ours…it only belongs to you and me, right?”

Lian was amused by my appearance, and raised her hand to rub the top of my hair. The warmth of her fingertips made my heart feel hot.She bent down and looked level with me. Her eyes were full of tenderness, and even her voice was a little softer: “Silly Pan Lang, of course he is ours. It is the new life forged in the mortal world between the chaotic lotus heart and the heavenly energy, spanning hundreds of millions of years.”

I raised my head suddenly and looked into her smiling eyes. The emotions that had been accumulated for a long time suddenly burst out, and tears fell uncontrollably.I reached out and hugged her tightly, resting my chin on the top of her hair, feeling the temperature in her arms and the faint but firm breath of her soul in her lower abdomen. Thousands of words were stuck in my throat, and finally they turned into a repeated whisper: “Lian, I love you… I love you…”

I love her dependence on each other when the chaos first emerged, I love her staying together by the Zixiao Palace, I love her compassion for a billion kalpas, and even more, I love the way she holds our new life in her arms at this moment.The old paranoia of “just sticking to the old ways” and the fear of being distracted by the common people have become insignificant dust in front of this new breath of soul.

Lotus raised her hand and patted my back. The lotus fragrance spread from her body and wrapped around my trembling shoulders.She whispered: “I know, Pan Lang, I know everything.”

After that day, I became the most cautious person in the courtyard.When I get up in the morning, I will first touch her quilt to see if it is cool; when cooking, I will go to the Purple Lotus Pond to pick the freshest lotus hearts to make porridge, and I will go to the alley to buy her favorite soft glutinous pastries; when she wants to move, I will hold her half step away, and even the moss beside the Purple Lotus Pond has been swept away by me in advance.

At night, we would sit on a stone bench by the purple lotus pond. I would hold her shoulders, and she would lean into my arms, intertwining her fingertips with mine, covering her growing belly together.The evening breeze blows through the lotus pond and stirs up the lotus fragrance in the courtyard. She will whisper her expectations for the child in her belly, saying that she hopes that the child can be like the purple lotus in chaos, clean and firm; I will lower my head, place a soft kiss on her forehead, and whisper in her ear, saying that I will protect her, protect our child, protect all the tenderness in this small courtyard, protect her year after year, and protect her from life to life.

“Pan Lang,” she suddenly raised her head and looked at me, with a tiny light shining in her eyes, “Tell me, what should I name this child when he is born?”

I looked at the purple lotus in the pond, then looked down at her smiling eyebrows, and suddenly I had an answer in my mind.I held her hand tightly and said word by word: “Let’s call her ‘Nian Lian’. I miss you, the lotus we first met in chaos, and our bond that lasted for billions of years.”

When Lian heard this, a thin layer of tears appeared in her eyes, but she smiled brightly.She shrank into my arms and buried her face in my neck. The lotus fragrance mixed with her breath became the most stable destination in my life.

The night is getting darker, the lotus lanterns in the Purple Lotus Pond are shimmering, and the smoke from the alley has long since dissipated. Only the gentleness in the small courtyard has overshadowed the fireworks of the world, over hundreds of millions of years, and the deepest obsession in my heart.I know that no matter how many people or children I have in the future, my only true love in this life will always be the person in my arms. She is the lotus that protects me from chaos to the mortal world. She is the wife that I am willing to use up my energy and devote everything I have to guarding her.