Marlowe's Luminous Shadows Chapter 6

I started planning an escape route.

Briella Chen's yard is to the north, the place least exposed to sunlight in the entire Chen Mansion. There is only an abandoned pavilion from the north gate, and then through the long alley, which is the way I came.

When I first discovered this layout, I couldn't help but think of that night. No wonder the second young master would choose this place to have an affair. It was remote, and because Briella Chen was blind and was not taken seriously, it was difficult to find.

In other words, even if she discovered it, Briella Chen would never dare to make it public.

That's why Briella Chen saved me that night and was accused by the second young master of condoning the servant's rebellion against his master. Instead, he received a few slaps.

How ridiculous.

But in this case, it would be easy for me to escape. The route only appeared when I had this idea.

But not now, I still want to celebrate Briella Chen’s nineteenth birthday.

This year I am fourteen, and Briella Chen is nineteen. She is five years older than me.

March 24th, when the grass is growing and orioles are flying, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, it is Briella Chen’s birthday.

Otherwise, Briella Chen's temperament is like the sun, which lasts a long time. It warms herself and me. She was so bright even on the day she was born. Unlike me, I was born in the coldest month of winter. It was hard when I was young, and it was also hard when I grew up.

On March 21st, Elowen Chun came and asked me what kind of gift I had prepared.

"I didn't prepare anything." I said, "Young lady has no worries about food and clothing now. My little gadgets are not on the table."

When she heard what I said, she opened her eyes and opened her mouth in an exaggerated manner and asked me: "Why don't you call me Miss Briella Chen ?"

"Maybe the stupid disease will be cured soon." I said.

Elowen Chun closed her peach lips, and the corners of her mouth that were usually raised turned downwards, saying, "Are you having trouble with the lady?"

I was puzzled by her attitude, as if Briella Chen and I were equals and I could get angry without restraint.

"No." I changed the topic, "What have you prepared?"

Elowen Chun then took out what she had in her arms and showed it to me. It was a book with a beautiful cover. I could read a few characters, and it was written "The Romance of the West Chamber".

"Storybook?" I have never heard of this story, but I also know that apart from poems, what Briella Chen likes to ask Elowen Chun to read is storytellers, and this name is obviously not poetry.

Elowen Chun chuckled twice and said, "Yes, yes."

As she said that, she handed the booklet to me and asked me to look through it. I wanted to refuse by saying "I don't understand", but I couldn't bear it and she took it with an unpredictable smile. come over.

I didn't read much, and after scribbling through a few pages, I felt a headache. However, my eyes were sharp enough to catch a few words, and I asked curiously: "A love story?"

"That's right." Elowen Chun took the book back, "The young lady is nineteen now. If she were an ordinary girl, she would have gotten married long ago. No, because of the young lady's eye disease, there was no one in the family to help, so she delayed it. several years."

She came over and elbowed me twice, then leaned into my ear and said, "As the young lady's confidants, we should put this matter on the agenda!"

After hearing what she said, I took two steps back with great discomfort, lowered my head and didn't want to speak.

Elowen Chun means well, I can't blame her.

"Marlowe, what do you think?"

Why did she come to ask me what I thought? Then I want to blame her.

"I feel good."

Gouya, you are duplicity.

When I think about it, I feel so sad and sad, but I have to endure it.

But I have to leave anyway. It would be nice if I could watch Briella Chen get married and stop thinking about it before leaving.

"Do you really think it's good?" Elowen Chun suddenly asked.

I raised my head to meet her gaze, used my most common trick and giggled, and said, "Of course that's the best. Sister Elowen Chun has to make good choices for the young lady, but she can't be bullied."

She suddenly let out a long sigh, looked me up and down with eyes that I couldn't understand, and said, "That's natural."

I nodded in agreement, thinking she would leave, but she just sat there and rambled for a long time, mostly talking about what Briella Chen did yesterday and what she asked her to read today.

He was so meticulous that he even told what kind of meal Briella Chen had for lunch.

I just listened to her quietly. Although I didn't understand why she was reporting to me, I thought I wouldn't be able to listen to her anymore in a few days, so I was quite happy about it.

In the evening, when the sun was setting in the west, Elowen Chun shouted to ask the chef to serve the food quickly, and left as quickly as the wind.

In fact, I admire her fiery look. If Briella Chen is a soft spring day, then she is a hot summer day.

We are both suns, so we should be sisters together.

After Briella Chen finished her dinner, I entered her room in a negative tone as always and sat on the stool where I had been sitting idle all day.

In the past, I would have dinner with her, but since Elowen Chun came and Briella Chen became a young lady, I deliberately avoided it.

Briella Chen was dissatisfied with this, but she actually couldn't resist me, and she followed me after a few times.

"Marlowe, are you here?"

Briella Chen always has a good ear. I have tried to walk as gently as possible, but I still can't escape her ears.

"Miss." I called her, and then lit two white candles.

Under the firelight, her cheeks flickered, exuding tranquility and beauty, and I couldn't help but be fascinated by it.

"Why don't you call me Briella Chen ?" She frowned, her long eyelashes cast shadows, like a small fan, touching my heart.

I thought for a long time about how to say it without sounding deliberate, but in the end I was defeated by her pitiful eyes and said helplessly: "Briella Chen ."

The corners of her lowered lips raised and she waved in my direction. I hesitated for a while and then walked up to her.

"Marlowe, today I asked Elowen Chun to make peach cakes."

She stretched out her hand to pull my wrist and asked me to sit next to her. Then she took out a handkerchief bag from her sleeve like a magic trick, unfolded it carefully and handed it to me.

"I originally wanted to give it to you for dinner, but you didn't come, so I had to wrap it up. It may have become a little soft after a long time. You can try it."

The peach cakes were fragile, but the three pieces in her palm were all round and plump, intact, not even broken.

I looked at her holding it in both hands, like she was holding some rare treasure, and felt warm in my heart, but also very sore.

Briella Chen is really great to me.

"Marlowe, why don't you eat?" she asked, raising her hand towards me again.

She didn't notice, her palm gradually tilted, and the piece of peach cake on top was about to slide down. I quickly took it and took a bite. The sweet and greasy aroma of lard suddenly filled my mouth, making it soft and dense.

"It's not soft," I said. "It's delicious."

Briella Chen smiled, opened her mouth and said "ah" twice, then moved closer to me, staring at me with clear eyes.

"What are you..." I was once again fascinated by her behavior and asked hesitantly.

The white candle core suddenly exploded, and Briella Chen kept moving forward in my pupils. He stopped less than a palm away from the tip of my nose, said "ah" again, and said angrily: "Give me a bite, I don't even have it." "Eating."

My heart skipped a beat, and I leaned back in a hurry to break away from her overly intimate atmosphere and said, "You didn't eat?"

It seemed that I retreated too quickly, and the breeze ruffled her forehead. She frowned in dissatisfaction and said, "No, Elowen Chun only got three pieces, but she still gave the back chef Fu a piece of silver." Just asked for it."

I didn't expect that this ordinary peach cake actually cost Briella Chen a piece of silver. One ingot of silver was enough for her to eat for a month or two, but now she only exchanged it for three pieces of peach cake.

And of this peach cake, she left the first bite to me.

I couldn't tell whether the tingling feeling in my heart was moved or distressed. Maybe it was both, but it was all covered up by the outpouring of love.

Suddenly I didn't want to leave.

"Marlowe, Elowen Chun said that he will find a husband for me in the next two days."

Such an abrupt sentence, it instantly dispelled my initial hesitation.

I was so flustered and hurried that I suddenly stuffed half of the peach cake in my hand into her mouth, which was about to speak.

"Ahem." She choked immediately, vomited the broken peach cake all over me, and started coughing non-stop.

I was startled and knew that I had done something wrong. I hurried over to help her pat her back and said hurriedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'm sorry."

I said "I'm sorry" more than a dozen times in a row, and she slowly stopped coughing amidst my continuous apologies.

"Puch" sound.

Briella Chen suddenly laughed out loud, her shoulders shrugging like a jumping white rabbit.

I stared at her crooked smiling eyes, and for some reason, I started laughing too.

Briella Chen and I laughed face to face for a long time in such a quiet environment. A gust of wind that came from nowhere blew out the candle, and the room returned to darkness.

I didn't light any more candles. Briella Chen didn't need them. I didn't think it was necessary.

It seems that only darkness can cover up my absurd feelings.

Just cover your ears and steal the bell.