Journey to Seek Past Reincarnations Chapter 11: Cherry Blossom Rain

Everything went smoothly after that. We found the East Palace. Concubine Wen Che was naturally not crazy, but because Yu Ji had a strong background, Emperor Murakami did not execute her, but abolished her and expelled her. outside the palace.

Everything has been solved... The task has been successfully completed...

The day of parting... is coming...

It's time to tell the truth...

When I told Bao Xian and Seimei everything, their reactions seemed to be different from what I expected.

"Actually, I have doubted your identity for a long time." Bao Xian smiled.

"What? Since when?" I was taken aback.

"Since the last time the ghosts walked in the night, how can an ordinary girl know clearly that it is a ghost."

"I'm sorry, I've been lying to you all this time." I didn't know what to say other than sorry.

"So are you going back to the era you mentioned next?" Baoxian asked, tapping on the cypress fan. Maybe it's because of the onmyoji's relationship, they have seen too many supernatural things, so they still accepted my explanation.

"—Yes." The word "yes" today is so hard to say.

I glanced at Qingming, he still had a calm face and didn't say anything.

In the sky, fine snow suddenly floated and fell down one after another. I stared at the fine snow like flying flowers, and my heart was in a state of confusion. Before I knew it, I had been in this era for so long...

"I think, I should leave..." I suddenly found it so difficult to say anything today.

"Fine snow is hard to gather, and flying flowers are broken. In this case, we can't stop you." Baoxian stood up, with a trace of disappointment in his eyes, and immediately restored his smile, whispering, "To be honest, I really like your sister."

"I really want to have a brother like you." I looked at him and blurted out.

He stared at me with a complex look in his eyes, suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, and hit my head hard with his cypress fan.

"Ah, it hurts so much, you hit me so hard!" I quickly rubbed my head, really, I'm about to leave, and I still don't forget to bully me.

"This way you won't forget brother. Oh hehehe." He walked to the door with a smile, stopped again, and said in a low voice, "Shaluo, take care."

When he walked out of the room, I seemed to hear him sigh softly.

Only Qingming and I were left in the room, the surrounding was suffocatingly quiet, I seemed to only hear my own heartbeat.

"Qingming, I..."

"Accompany me to watch the snow before leaving." Qingming suddenly interrupted me.

"What?" I looked at him puzzled.

He suddenly smiled at me, and the moment his eyes moved, the twilight haze between his brows was just like cherry blossoms falling in the rain, delicious and beautiful, but there was no trace of sadness permeating and dissociated.

He stood up and stretched out his hand to me, "Come." His voice was as clear as ice and snow.

I smiled and nodded, gently holding his hand. He took my hand and walked to the porch in front of the house. "Is it cold?" He squeezed my hand tightly.

I shook my head, Seimei's hand was very warm, the feeling of being surrounded by warmth made me want to cry...

"The first snow of this year came so early." He stared at Feixue and said in a low voice.

"Well, you're seeing me off." As soon as I finished speaking, I felt Qingming's hand tighten a little.

It was snowing all over the sky, and snowflakes flew into the corridor from time to time, fell on my face, and immediately turned into water droplets. He and I didn't talk anymore, we just watched the snowflakes dance quietly.

I looked sideways at Qingming, his expression was calm and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed. What is Seimei thinking now? He is like the clouds in the sky, the wind in the bamboo forest, you can feel his existence, but you can never touch him. In the future, whose hand will he hold to enjoy the snow together? Who can really touch this cloud, this breeze?

Thinking of this, I feel faintly lost...

The snow is gradually getting smaller. This snow seems to be coming to an end. Why can't it last longer? However, no matter how long it takes, it will eventually end.

"Qingming, remember what I said?" I still couldn't help breaking the silence, "You will definitely become the most powerful onmyoji, and you will be the one who will call the wind and rain in the future."

"Call the wind and call the rain..." he repeated in a low voice, "If possible, I just hope that this snow can keep falling."

The feeling of wanting to cry came to me again.

I squeezed his hand tightly, and he squeezed my hand with all his strength, so tight that every knuckle of mine hurt.

A few scattered snowflakes flew in and landed on my cheeks, and the melted drops mixed with my tears and flowed down together...

"Shaluo?" He bowed his head and called me softly.

"Snowflakes are floating on my face again." I said with a smile.

He smiled, slowly let go of my hand, stretched out his hand to wipe off the water drops for me, and said in a low voice: "Shaluo, are you still—are you leaving?"

I nodded, and the corners of my mouth curled into an upturned arc, Qingming, I want to say goodbye to you with a smile.

Called Si Yin again, seeing the dazzling light from the crystal bracelet, I raised my head and smiled at Qingming.

"Tongziwan, take care."

"I told you not to use that name anymore."

"But it's cute."

"Shaluo..."

Suddenly Qingming thought of something, approached me, grabbed my hair, and gently pulled one out.

"What do you do?" I asked puzzled.

The fox-like smile flashed in his eyes again, and he said softly: "Curse."

"Qingming, you won't hold a grudge and cast some vicious humanoid curse on me, will you?"

"Sounds like a good idea too."

"Qingming..." I laughed helplessly, he wouldn't hurt me anyway.

I still want to say something, the light of the crystal has enveloped my whole body, and a familiar feeling like fire is sweeping over me. I'm leaving again, I can't laugh anymore, saying goodbye with a smile is really not that easy to do.

"Shaluo..." I vaguely heard Qingming's lost voice. I looked up and saw that the snow had started to fall again at some point. Among them, as the snowflakes fell on his shoulders and sleeves, his smile had long since disappeared, leaving only a sad face.

So it’s not just me who can’t say goodbye with a smile...

Once again, I returned to this familiar teahouse called Past and Present.

"Xiaoyin, wake up." Si Yin's voice was surprisingly soft.

I opened my eyes in disbelief, and whispered: "Master."

"Xiao Yin, are you okay?" Si Yin gently helped me up.

I lowered my head and laughed, "Master, I seem to have had a beautiful dream."

"Dream?"

"Well, it's a very beautiful dream." I smiled. In that dream, there was a prosperous and prosperous Heian-kyo, all kinds of ghosts and ghosts, and the gorgeous double cherry blossoms like clouds, and summer nights dancing by the lake. There are fireflies in the sky, there are red leaves flying like colorful butterflies, there are winter snows flying all over the sky with sadness, and there are teenagers who smile like sunset clouds and are unpredictable...

That was the most beautiful dream.

"Master, I'm so tired, can you let me lean on you." I whispered.

Si Yin gently embraced me into his arms. He smelled faintly of cologne, not the scent of remnant plum blossoms in early spring, nor the fragrance of frozen lake. I leaned my head on his shoulder, I don't want to think about anything.

It was the most beautiful dream, but -- no matter how beautiful a dream is, there is a time to wake up.

"Let's take a shower first, and I'll cook dinner myself." Si Yin stroked my hair and said.

What? Do the cooking yourself? Did I hear you right? I raised my head in astonishment, Si Yin's cooking was nothing short of fantasy.

"What's wrong?"

"Master, the dishes you cook—won't eat dead people?" I asked in a low voice.

"Hurry up and wash it." A trace of depression flashed in Si Yin's purple eyes.

"I want to see the birds first."

"Go."

Asuka was still lying there quietly, I stroked his face, but my heart was a little more puzzled, since Asuka's accident, Master seems to be much gentler to me than before, why is that?

The next day, Yu Ji's reincarnation—the white-collar beauty Lin Yue came to the teahouse.

Si Yin told her all about the entanglement with Concubine Wen Che in her previous life, and she was so shocked that she couldn't speak. "I was such a vicious woman in my previous life?" She kept muttering to herself, completely unbelievable, "That's why my child..."

"Then what about that female ghost?" She asked suddenly.

"It's right here." Si Yin said lightly.

"I, can I see her?" She seemed to struggle for a long time before saying this.

Si Yin looked at her and nodded. I saw him chanting a few incantations, white light flashed, and Concubine Wen Che, who had lifted the seal, slowly appeared in the white smoke. She glared at Lin Yue when she saw Lin Yue, but she seemed a little afraid of Si Yin.

"Concubine Wen Che, your child is fine, everything has started again, so don't be persistent." I said softly.

She said with a stern face: "Don't think that I will give up."

"Concubine Wenche, Donggong is very cute. When I hug him, he looks like a kitten." I smiled slightly. She was taken aback for a moment, and a gentle look flashed across her face.

"I didn't know that my previous life did such an unreasonable thing to you," Lin Yue murmured, then suddenly raised her head and said, "I'm sorry, please let me say sorry for her."

The expression on her face became even more gloomy, and said: "I'm sorry, what's the use."

"I'm sorry, it's useless, but everything must look forward, don't cling to your demons anymore, if this continues, your pain will never end. Don't be so stupid again!" I couldn't help it Persuade.

"If you reincarnate now, maybe you can continue your mother-child relationship with him." Si Yin said lightly.

She shook her body, raised her eyes suddenly, and said, "Really?"

Si Yin looked at her noncommittally, and said: "Everything is up to fate, and my heart is always resigned to heaven. It is of course fate to be a mother and child, and it is also fate to pass by. It depends on your fate."

She was silent for a while, and said: "I should believe you, you are not an ordinary person, you..."

"Concubine Wen Che, go back to your place." Si Yin interrupted her.

She sighed softly, and disappeared into a wisp of red smoke.

When I watched Lin Yue's tears fall into the infinite bottle with hope, the result disappointed me. Nothing happened in the bottle. It seems that I have to continue this journey that I don't know when it will end .

It has been more than ten days since I came back, but every night I can't sleep well, and it's hard to fall asleep.

This night, as soon as I lay down on the bed, I started counting the lambs again, one, two, three... It seemed to have some effect tonight. He closed his eyes drowsily.

I don’t know how long I’ve slept, but I opened my eyes, and I couldn’t help being surprised, everything in front of me was so familiar: criss-crossing streets, cherry blossoms flying, the window panes of ox carts pasted with gold leaf, colorful and gorgeous cuffs exposed under the curtain . Heian-kyo, am I back again?

No, no, wasn't I in my own bed just now? Dreaming, should it be dreaming?

I walked slowly on the street, and the people around me seemed to be unable to see me. I didn't know how long I walked until I came to a strange mansion. The door of the mansion was very simple. Pentagram bellflower print.

Jiangjieyin, my heart was shocked, Seimei——Jikyoyin?

Could it be...

I gently opened the door, and the Yae cherry blossoms in the courtyard are in full bloom, and the leaves are densely covered with light pink flowers. A man in a white safari was holding a wine cup, lying reclined in the corridor facing the courtyard, looking at the falling cherry blossoms with a leisurely expression.

My heart jumped up suddenly, it was Qingming, it really was Qingming...

It's just that he seems to have matured a lot. Am I dreaming of Qingming who will be more than ten years later?

Across from him, sat a handsome man in a two-blue straight shirt. Is it Seimei's legendary confidant Yuan Boya?

Seimei, he can't see me. But—

I saw the free smile on the corners of his brows and eyes.

I saw that his soft-spoken and light-smiling elegance was the same as yesterday.

"Boya, today you seem to have mentioned Ms. Fujiko of the Dainagyan family many times."

"I, have you? But Ms. Fujiko..."

"Bo Ya, you have been cursed."

"Is this also a curse?"

"The subtlety between men and women is also a curse."

"Qingming, you are going to start talking about your curse again, but Qingming, have you never been under such a curse?"

Qingming paused for a while while drinking, and then smiled softly.

"Maybe."

"But no matter what kind of curse, it can be lifted, right?"

"Maybe."

I watched them quietly from the side, the cherry blossoms were like rain, and Qingming was still the cloud and the breeze. How can a person who flies freely like Seimei have a curse that cannot be undone.

Until Boya left, the sky was getting dark, and my dream hadn't woken up yet.

"My lord, go to rest early." A woman's voice came in a low voice, I looked at the woman who came out in surprise, she was so similar to me, is it Seimei's shikigami?

Qingming glanced at her gently, nodded, stretched out his hand and waved lightly, the woman disappeared immediately, turned into a strand of hair and floated down, falling into Qingming's hands.

"Shaluo..." he called out in a low voice, and smiled faintly, "Actually——I also have a curse that I can't break."

That hair, could it be from the last time we parted... I was so excited for a moment, I couldn't hold back anymore, I wanted to grab his sleeve, but I couldn't touch it.

"Qingming, I'm here, I'm here..." I desperately wanted to speak, but I couldn't make a sound at all.

As if he felt something, he raised his head suddenly, then shook his head again, and smiled softly.

"Qingming!" As soon as I took a step, my body was suddenly pulled back by a strong force. In my daze, I vaguely heard Qingming's clear and quiet voice: "The moon is not what it used to be, and spring is not what it used to be." Spring. This body has not changed, it is still the same as before."

When I opened my eyes again, I was still on the bed, and the sun was shining brightly outside the window. Sure enough, it really was a dream.

"Xiao Yin, are you still awake?" Si Yin pushed the door open and walked to my bedside.

"Master, I was dreaming..."

"Dream? What dream?" His eyes swept over my head, and suddenly he reached out and took something from my hair, and said, "What's on my hair?"

I looked slowly, and in the palm of his hand was a light pink petal of double cherry blossoms.

Suddenly... I want to cry again...

The moon is like the past,

Spring is not the spring of the past.

This body alone has not changed,

Still the old body.