(Chapter 7 has been posted to the second volume. I accepted it. I can’t repost it or delete it. Sometimes I really can’t win this modern thing. But fortunately, no one reads it. No, that’s it. No one is watching, I feel less guilty, it’s a pity that I’m drunk. )
(Ask the customer service, the customer service said to contact the editor, I don’t want to bother the editor, no one is watching anyway, forget it.)
But they said Lu Xinyi and Hu Ruan were together. We went straight to Qingqiu and walked for a day and night before we entered the boundary of Qingqiu.
When passing by Moliu Camp, Hu Ruan bought a few local specialties. Although he only bought some specialties on the street, it took him a full cup of tea.
Lu Xinyi understood what was going on, so he didn't care about it and instead gave him some more money.
She was right as she expected.
Hu Ruan walked all the way west, relying on his childhood memories, walking past each house, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart - the world that seemed deep and broad at first was now just a place that could only accommodate a few people. A place for people. The streets that seemed so far and long at the time can now be walked in just a moment.
Everything has become smaller, only people’s hearts have become bigger.
He carefully pushed the door open, and it opened with a creak. He was surprised that the door was not locked. When he raised his eyes, he saw a man standing in the courtyard, sweeping the ground. The fallen leaves cleaned the courtyard.
He was a little surprised and said hurriedly: "Did I come here by mistake? This family is not Mo Weng's home?"
The man glanced at him, looked up and down, and stood on his broom: "You are Ruan'er, right."
He nodded.
The man put down the broom, turned around and moved the stool off the table, took a new cup from the tea set on the side, and poured a new cup of tea.
"This is indeed the Mo Weng family, but Mo Weng has been dead for half a year. You can sit down and have a cup of tea and pay homage to Mo Weng."
A muffled thunder flash However, Hu Ruan's steps became heavy and he couldn't help but I walked forward step by step involuntarily, feeling as if someone had punched me in the heart. I couldn’t tell the pain, and I couldn’t tell what it felt like. It was just heart-wrenching, heart-wrenching and hateful, as if I had nowhere to vent my anger. I just want to curse God at this moment!
But who should he scold? Birth, old age, illness and death are all human nature.
He walked forward step by step and chuckled again: It doesn’t matter if he goes away, he will be a happy old man in the underworld even if he goes to the underworld.
He walked into the house and saw that the mourning hall had long been removed, leaving only a small memorial tablet to lay the foundation for an old man's silent and ordinary life.
The man walked in, saw his face full of sadness, and patted his shoulder: "Mo Weng left with peace of mind, please forgive me."
At this time, Hu Ruan came back. Shenlai noticed the man in front of him. He looked at the man with a hint of wariness and vigilance, and looked him up and down——
This man is tall and tall, dressed in black, with a dragon pattern embroidered with gold thread on his chest. His cuffs are tightly tied, with several strings of jade stones on his waist, and two sachets and rupas attached. He hangs his hands and looks like a young man from aristocratic family, but In addition to the nobility, there is a bit of chivalry that is out of place.
This man looks to be in his twenties or thirties. He has lost his childishness, but is not overly mature. Instead, he has a man's vicissitudes of life, broad-minded and capable beauty.
He asked: "Who are you?"
The man looked at Mo Weng, his eyes lowered: "I am afraid of beasts. After all, you should call me senior brother. But you We don’t have much interaction with each other, so there is no need to be polite!”
After that, he patted Hu Ruan on the shoulder, handed him three sticks of incense, and turned around and returned to the courtyard. "After I cleaned the yard for Mr. Mo, I went back to Yuecheng. If one day you encounter difficulties, you can come to the Duke's Mansion to find me!"
Hu Ruan didn't answer. He kowtowed three times to Mo Weng politely, lit the incense, and walked out the door without saying a word.
Even though there are many memories here, what’s the point of having the imaginable person gone! Besides, he has more important things to accomplish now, and the kindness in this world will never end.
Just as he was about to push the door open, he heard a voice coming from behind: "Don't you ask Mo Weng what message he left?"
He stopped there and was stunned for a long time. Then he said to Ling: "I won't ask anymore. Although I don't know how you know me, I know you. If the old man has any unfulfilled wishes, you will definitely be able to fulfill them for him."
After that, he opened the door and left.
With the power of his spiritual foundation and the kindness of his upbringing, he is not considered a ruthless and unjust person, at least he is passable in terms of his own conscience.
People should always look forward, he comforted himself in this way. If you are too sad and others see it, you will start asking questions.
He picked up his clothes and walked away, as if he wanted to escape from this place faster than anyone else. Especially facing Ling, he couldn't stay there for a second.
Outside the door, there is a vast world. Hu Ruan took a big gulp of air and wanted to lift his legs and run, but in the end he couldn't keep his dignity and turned into a quick walk.
After walking about ten feet, I suddenly heard a calm voice behind me:
"The old man has a bad memory. In the days before he left, he kept calling me your name."
He heard He didn't dare to look back, he just stood there for a while, then strode forward with a faster pace.
But now he has lost his direction. If he had some sense just now, now he has no sense at all.
Many images flashed through his mind over and over again. For example, when Ling poured tea for Mo Weng, what Mo Weng said was not "Ling, I want to drink something warm, you want to be scalded to death" Me!”
What he said was: "Ruan'er! You little bastard! I want to drink something warm, but you want to burn me to death!"
He will not be able to distinguish between a beast and a fox, and he will be in countless situations All the while, he was cursing and yelling, but it was his name that was called.
Who was he speaking to when he was dying? Who is he thinking about in his mind?
He couldn't help thinking about it anymore, and he spread his legs and strode forward -
At this moment, only physical fatigue could cover up the countless problems in his heart, and the heart that was being torn apart ruthlessly. The wound!
After running for a long time, and finally finding the direction, I heard a noise in the distance, surrounded by a large group of people. These people completely surrounded the scene inside. A woman yelled and cursed in the street, and her voice was very aggressive. Even ten men couldn't resist it.
Just listen to the woman scolding:
"You are a good talker. Why don't you say that your man is the king of the Moon Kingdom? Why don't you say that you are a princess? Today Even if the King of Heaven is here, your child has stolen something and ate my mother’s things for nothing. Do you understand this is Mo Liuying’s rule?” br>