Chapter 6 — I Complete It For Him, He Regrets It All His Life

Then he pulled out a chair and sat down in front of me, no longer with his usual joking appearance. His eyes were so serious that I was a little stunned. He said: "What if you don't need to marry far away, but there is still someone who can take you away from those old things?" My heart moved slightly. Luc Lang looked at me, his voice was very low, but every word was clear.

"Do you want to bid?"

I raised my head and looked at Luc Lang for a long time. His question was clearly not long, but it was like a small stone falling into the surface of a lake that had been frozen for many years in my heart. That layer of ice cracked a very thin crack, not painful, only making people suddenly feel warmth from somewhere slowly seeping in. I made a bid once. That time, I wore a dark red robe, sat on a palanquin carried by eight people, and heard the sound of fireworks echoing throughout the street. Everyone said I was lucky and could marry into the Marquis Palace to be his wife. Mother cried and laughed at the same time, father stood outside the palace gate, telling me to respect superiors and subordinates in the future, and maintain the dignity of the Tham family. I also believed that I was blessed. But that blessing only lasted until the moment Co Thanh Yen lifted her veil. From then on, every time I heard the word marriage, my heart felt like a cold hand was squeezing me. I'm afraid of the red wedding room, afraid of the dragon and phoenix candles burning all night, afraid of the sound of people outside the door laughing and talking, and even more afraid that after pouring out my sincere feelings, what I get back is still a shadow of a person leaving. So we don't answer right away. Luc Lang seemed to see my hesitation. He did not force, nor was he in a hurry. Just bow your head, peel a roasted chestnut, and put it on the small plate in front of me.

“Sister, I'm not here to force you to marry me.”

I was slightly startled. He smiled, but that smile no longer had its usual carelessness.

"I just want to ask you once. If you don't want to, I will still be your Luc Lang. Whoever dares to bully you in the future, I will still fight... no, I will still demand justice for you. If you want to marry far away, I will take you away, choose a clean house, see with my own eyes that person treats you well, then return to the border with peace of mind."

I looked at him, suddenly feeling sour in my heart. Why are there such stupid people in this world? Obviously the person he wants to keep is me, but every sentence is leaving a way for me to retreat. Outside the door, the mother seemed to have turned around and then quietly left. In the room, there was only afternoon sunlight falling on the silk curtains, small dust particles floating in the air, so quiet that we could clearly hear our heartbeat. I asked: "Luc Lang, the person you said you wanted to get married first, was it me?" He didn't hide and nodded quickly. I asked again: "Since when?" Luc Lang was silent for a moment, then replied: "I don't know." He looked up at me, his voice lowered: "Maybe since that year on the way to the capital, you were crying and pulling on Uncle Tham's sleeve, insisting on saving me. It's also probably from the time you shared half a piece of cinnamon flower cake with me, and seriously said that from now on if I call you Sister A, you will protect me. At that time, I was clearly older than you, but I felt that if you protected me for the rest of my life, it wouldn't be bad." I laughed, but the corners of my eyes heated up. Luc Lang also laughed, but his eyes were a little red.

"Later, I left the capital to go to the border. Every time the wind and sand blew so hard that I couldn't open my eyes, I thought, if Sister A was here, she would definitely scold me for not taking care of myself and secretly stuff healing medicine into my hand. When I returned to give you the price, I asked you if you liked Co. Thanh Yen does not. She said she liked it."

He stopped for a long time.

“Since you said you like it, I don't dare ask anymore.”

I suddenly remembered my previous life, the day I got on the palanquin, Luc Lang carried me through the road covered with red flower petals. At that time, his back was very straight and his steps were also very steady. I didn't see his face, I just heard him ask if I was happy. I said happily. It turns out that from that moment, he personally brought the person he liked to someone else. Luc Lang continued: "Later I heard that he treated you poorly. I wrote a letter to ask you, but there was no response to the letter. I returned to the capital several times but was pulled back by the military. By the time I actually met you again, you were seriously ill." He did not say the word death. But I understand. In my last life, when I was dying, the last person to arrange my afterlife was not Co Thanh Yen, but Luc Lang. Co Thanh Yen did not let me bury him with him, so Luc Lang let me use the identity of Luc's maid of honor to join the Luc family's ancestral tomb. At that time, I just felt like I finally had a place to return to, but I didn't know that that place was what he left for me after spending his entire life. In my eyes there is a hazy layer of water. Luc Lang suddenly stood up and went out to tell his servants a few words. A moment later, someone carried in a very large bronze mirror, placing it right in the middle of the room. I was stunned: "What are you doing?" He stood next to me, looking into the mirror with me. In the mirror, I was wearing a light blue shirt, with only a simple jade hairpin in my hair. The person next to him was wearing a black shirt with broad shoulders, a rare tense expression on his face, and his hands hanging at his side were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white. Luc Lang took a deep breath.

“Sister A once asked me which girl I liked. Today I brought her to show you.”

I looked at the lady in the mirror, tears finally falling. He said: "She once saved my life, once gave me half a piece of cake, once scolded me for climbing the wall for not knowing how to save face, and also once ran faster than me on the hunting ground. She was married to someone else, I didn't dare fight. She once said she regretted it, and I regretted not asking one more question that year." His voice choked very softly.

“This time, I will return earlier.”

He turned to look at me, his eyes both gentle and respectful.