blind man

The fourth person I killed was Leng Wusheng.

He, like his name, has no sound, no sound at all.

April, Qingming, there is rain.

There are many rains in the Qingming season, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

Where is the restaurant? Shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village.

There is no apricot blossom village here, only a large expanse of apricot blossom forest.

I wore a coir raincoat and entered a restaurant called Xinghua.

I knew from the beginning that Leng Wusheng would come here every Qingming Festival.

The master said that since Leng Wusheng slaughtered Xinglin, he never said a word.

And Xinglin is no longer a city.

In less than a few years, the place has gradually become barren and sparsely populated.Only the apricot blossoms that flourish year after year are left.

Leng Wusheng bought the wine and left, walking towards the path leading to the top of the mountain.

I followed behind him, the corner of my clothes was wet.

I don't like rain.Rain always feels extra heavy.

I followed Leng Wusheng to the top of the mountain. Before I came, I had inquired that the place was called a cliff.

On the cliff, Leng Wusheng's lover, a man named Bai Shuqi, is buried.

White arboreal crows in the atrium, cold dew and silent wet osmanthus.

There is another sentence circulating in the rivers and lakes: the white tree perches dead, and the cold dew is silent.

I don't know the grievances and grievances in it. The only thing I can be sure of is that Leng Wusheng slaughtered the city for the sake of Bai Shuqi.

The book says that a man likes another man, and this relationship is called broken sleeves.

The rain was cold, and my face suddenly burned like a fire.

As soon as the cliff arrived, the rain stopped.

I said to Leng Wusheng, "I'm here to kill you."

He was indifferent.

I heard the sound of him tearing the wine seal, and he spilled the wine on the ground.

I think he should be visiting Bai Shuqi's grave.

A blind man and a man who does not speak.

In addition to silence, or silence.

I said again, "I'm here to kill you."

Leng Wusheng still didn't speak, he really didn't even make a sound.

After a long time, I heard the sound of drawing a sword.

It was a silent fight, and the only thing that spoke was the sword.

Same as before, I killed Leng Wusheng within four moves.

The master said, the one who is like a sword, show it to be false, open it to benefit, then use it to strike, and first use it to achieve.

I went down the cliff with my sword in hand.

Passing by Xinghua Restaurant, I put silver on the table, and I said to the owner: "Please put the two people on the cliff together in the tomb."

Live without sleep, and die at the same acupoint.

Should be good too.

in case……

No if!I will not let the person I like get hurt in the slightest!

I like this word. Master never taught me, but I learned it by accident.

I rushed to the Zhuli Pavilion in one breath, and stood in front of the bamboo fence, my heart was in a mess.

I tried to push the door open, but cautiously withdrew my hand.

At this time, I really hope my eyes are good.

In this way, only a glance from a distance is enough.

"Master Fu?"

The servant of the Zhuli Pavilion saw me.

I said, "I'm looking for Xie Yan."

The little servant said: "The family is discussing marriage, and Mr. Yan is not here."

My heart suddenly sank.

"Master Fu? Mr. Fu? Mr. Fu?"

I didn't respond to the servant calling several times in a row.

I turned my head and walked away, the first time I fell to the ground because I couldn't see.

"Are you okay?" A familiar voice came from above.

I was silent and said nothing.

Xie Yan helped me up, he still smelled so good.

I gently let go of his hand, and gave a rare smile: "I heard that you are getting married?"

Xie Yan said, "It's not me, it's my brother."

"Really?"

"real."

I couldn't help hugging him tightly, and he hugged me tightly.

I whispered in his ear, "I love you."

He replied, "Me too."

The author has something to say:

"Farewell to You in the Flowers Last Year" is taken from Wei Yingwu's "Send Li Dan Yuanxi".

"There are many rains during the Qingming Festival...the shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village" from Du Mu's "Qingming".

"Crows live in white trees in the atrium, osmanthus flowers wet with cold dew silently" is taken from Wang Jian's "Fifteen Nights Watching the Moon and Sending to Du Langzhong".

"A man who is a sword should show it to be false, open it to benefit, then use it to strike, and first use it to the end" is taken from Zhuangzi's "Speaking of Swords".