Better to sleep with tenderness

Before Wu Hongli died, the police asked him if he had anything to say, and Wu Hongli shook his head.It was very bad to do this, because when Wu Hongli was executed by Changle City, he was standing on a big platform, which was very high, in the middle of a reed, and no one could step on it.If he doesn't tell the police what he thinks, no one really hears what he thinks.But Wu Hongli didn't mind, so it didn't matter.The police put down the beheading tool a little bit, thought for a while, then stopped, and asked him with sympathy and hatred, if there was anyone he wanted to see, Wu Hongli was silent for ten seconds.He looked somewhere in the crowd for a long time, still shaking his head.The police put down the beheading device a little more, but they were merciful after all, so they told him to give him another ten seconds to bid farewell to Changle City and let him confess his sins.Wu Hongli raised his head and looked towards the crowd.People in the audience were far away from Wu Hongli, so they didn't know what Wu Hongli was looking at. They shouted loudly, go to hell.Wu Hongli smiled, that smile was mysterious and happy, no one knew why he was smiling like that, he was going to die soon.But Wu Hongli still smiled and faced them.Wu Hongli read a poem and said: I have fallen in love with you without hesitation.It was for him to read a poem he had won in a contest, which he had read dryly at the time, and read even more dryly now that he was dying.He smiled as he read, using a firm tone.

At this time, ten seconds had expired.The policeman coughed and told him it was time.Then he put down the beheader with a "click", and separated Wu Hongli's head from his body.Wu Hongli's head jumped and fell off the guillotine with two thuds. The blood dripped and rolled on the reeds a few times, making the surrounding reeds smeared with a fishy smell, and then stopped moving.His head fell against the grass, not toward the sky, so no one saw his dead face.

But people don't care either, they don't really pay attention to Wu Hongli, what they care about is themselves, they come to see Wu Hongli's execution just for fun.They saw no difference between Wu Hongli's death and a pig's death, and even looked at the death of a pig in a special way, because they wanted to eat it when the pig died, but they dispersed when Wu Hongli died. Changle City is still Changle City, there will be no What changes, just like the rivers and lakes are still rivers and lakes.The only meaningful moment is the moment when Wu Hongli's head was chopped off. The women closed their eyes in fear, and the men laughed and cursed out of bravery.But after that, they will leave in a hurry to cook, buy vegetables, and keep an eye on them. In short, the banquet is over, and there is nothing special about it.

Because of this, they would not see, nor would they think, nor would they know that it was destined that after the show ended, Feng Xian'er sneaked into the field of reeds from the viewing field, and he ignored the reeds that pierced his chest. Toe, walked to the beheading stage, gently picked up Wu Hongli's head that had rolled off the stage, and placed it in his arms.He buried his head in Wu Hongli's hair, tears passing through his bloody head, like crossing a river.What he didn't understand before, he will understand now, and those who are naturally well-informed will become dim instead.But it's nothing to be sorry about.He smiled and wept, and held him tightly until sleep came over him in a rush.

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