Zhan Chun - Chapter 104
Yichun couldn't help but laugh, and leaned obediently against his back. The two walked together peacefully for a while.
Because Shu Jun hadn't spoken for a while, she asked curiously, "Why aren't you saying anything? Am I heavy? Are you tired?"
Shu Jun sighed, "Yeah, that person is heavier than a pig. My back is about to break, and he's holding my hands down so I can't move. My life is so miserable."
Yichun laughed and said, "You're just lying. What kind of trick are you up to now?"
"I've already pinned your hand down, what else can I do? Besides, you're injured, you think too highly of me." He quickly defended himself, trying to show off his noble character of remaining unmoved by her.
Yichun gripped his hand tightly and rubbed her forehead against the back of his head twice: "Don't talk nonsense, run!"
He neighed like a horse and started galloping forward. Yichun laughed as he was jostled around, and kept nudging him with her head, saying, "Stop, stop, stop!"
He stopped abruptly, remaining rooted to the side of the road without moving.
Caught off guard, Yichun's nose bumped into his head, causing her to cry out in pain. The hairpin in her hair fell off, and her long hair fell down, brushing against his cheek.
It was like a breeze brushing past, carrying a hint of soapberry fragrance and a familiar smell of sweat.
A breeze did indeed rise, blowing from behind and carrying her scent into her nostrils. Shu Jun paused for a moment, then suddenly began to walk slowly forward, falling silent again.
Yichun rubbed her nose for a while before realizing that he hadn't moved even though she wasn't holding his hand down. He remained perfectly still.
"What are you thinking about?" she leaned closer, almost touching his cheek, and asked softly.
Shu Jun just smiled, and after a long while, he said softly, "I can hear your heartbeat."
They were so close that their hearts seemed to touch. Yichun leaned against his back, listening intently, and sure enough, she felt a vibration in her chest—his heartbeat.
They jumped very fast, quickly and fiercely, as if they had been chased for three thousand miles.
But he was clearly not being chased.
Yichun tightened her arms around his neck, pressed her face against his hair, and slowly closed her eyes.
All I could hear was his rapid, pounding heartbeat, swirling and swirling like an endless song.
Flowers Speak Their Language
Most of the lotus flowers in the pond had bloomed, and Shu Jun would sit by the pond every day, picking up the flowers and talking to himself.
When Little Winter Melon saw him like this, she was startled and hurriedly asked, "Is Master feeling unwell?"
Shu Jun shook his head and didn't say anything.
Occasionally, when Yichun saw him, she would cover her four-month pregnant belly and tease him, "The baby hasn't been born yet, don't be so nervous."
Shu Jun continued to shake his head.
When his mother-in-law saw this, she came to Yichun that evening, suspicious and asking, "Is something on your mind, son-in-law? Why are you talking to the lotus flowers all by yourself?"
Yichun shook his head, not knowing.
When his father-in-law saw him, he laughed heartily, walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and expressed his understanding.
The following early spring, the two children were born safely.
A strange sight appeared in the pond: a white lotus, undeterred by the cold wind, bloomed in early spring.
Shu Jun touched the lotus flower and smiled, "It's blooming beautifully; indeed, flowers can understand words."
When the child turned three, Yichun suddenly remembered this incident and quickly went to ask him, "What were you talking about with the lotus flowers by the pond that year? Why did they bloom so early in spring?"
Shu Jun just smiled, without saying a word.
Little Winter Melon secretly told Yichun, "I heard the master saying things like 'maternal and child safety, children and spouses long life, and growing old together' to the lotus flowers every day. He also secretly poured things into the pond, and as a result, the lotus flowers bloomed in early spring of the following year."
Yichun suddenly realized what was going on and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle to herself.
This person made a wish to the lotus flower, expressing so many beautiful wishes, but fearing that Heaven would not grant his wish and he would lose face, he actually used medicine to force the lotus flower to bloom in spring.
If it weren't for the flowers' understanding, his childish good intentions would have been in vain.
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