Zhu Lan is dead

"If he doesn't come back today, he won't have to come back in the future!"

When he went out against the night wind, his father's angry look was still in his mind.

Guifuyan was still helpless, originally thinking that he would spend more time reading and practicing calligraphy every day, rather than spending all his time looking for his disobedient brother.

Roll up your sleeves and walk along the streets and alleys to the moat. The river is sparkling, and all kinds of lanterns float on the water, reflecting colorful lights and shadows.

He always remembered that tonight was the annual Lantern Festival, and the reason was that the man tugged at his sleeve this morning and said that he wanted to accompany him to worship river lanterns.

So he kept waiting, but seeing that the moonlight was light and hazy today, he knew that promise was quickly wasted again.

Looking at the men and women along the street talking happily, I knew that this person must be looking for fun in some kind of prostitute at this time.

People who don't like to keep themselves clean will suffer sooner or later.

An inexplicable irritability surged up in my heart, I stepped on a stone and kicked it into the river without thinking.

Suddenly there was a splash of water, which unfortunately wetted a lantern on the side, and the flame of the flame core was extinguished. The whole extinguished lotus lantern stood out among the colorful lanterns.

Surprised in his heart, he suddenly regretted that the lanterns in this river always carried the wishes and expectations of many people, and now he mistakenly extinguished other people's lanterns, which was unlucky.

So he thought about salvaging the river lamp and re-igniting it. He looked around and happened to find a bamboo pole leaning against a willow tree. The central lantern.

It's a pity that I didn't notice the moss growing on the floor tiles under my feet, and I leaned forward slightly. When I saw the lantern was about to float in front of me, I was anxious to reach out to pick it up, but my center of gravity was unstable, and I almost fell to the ground. into the water.

It's just that the expected falling into the water didn't come, there was a sudden tightening on his arm, and then he was pulled behind him by a strong force.

His back suddenly crashed into the arms behind him, and that arm wrapped around his waist, and his whole body was brought up in an instant.

"Tsk, is the second brother going to take a bath in the river?"

He was stunned for a while, looking at the hand on his waist, and he didn't recover from it for a long time.

"How did you come?"

He quickly broke away from the restraints, and the people behind him also let go of their hands and took a step back. They approached him with a deep smile and said, "If I don't come, who will save you?"

"..."

Looking at those eyes, he turned his head uncomfortably, but he smelled a strong smell of wine and powder at the tip of his nose.

I couldn't help but frowned, "You went to that kind of place again?"

Ci Qingfang looked at him and smiled lightly, pretending to be joking and said: "Which kind of place?"

"Are you...drunk?" He stretched out his hand and pushed him, only to find that the man stood firm as a rock.

"Not drunk." Ci Qingfang raised her eyebrows and burped, then looked at him with a drunken face.

"..."

But he was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, bent down to pick up the river lantern, then turned around and grabbed his sleeve and walked aside, "You accompany me to continue lighting the river lantern, and then we will go home, my father is... "

"Guifuyan..." hiccupped one after another and stood on the side of the street in an extremely disfigured manner. If he hadn't been handsome and handsome, maybe the officials patrolling the city would have taken him as a misbehaved person Walk.

He turned to look at him when he heard the sound, "What's wrong?"

Ci Qingfang sniffed, looked at him confusedly and said, "Did you forget something?"

He asked in confusion, "What's the matter?"

"He Deng..." Ci Qingfang looked at him drunkenly, his brows were as red as clouds, "Didn't you say you want me to accompany you to worship He Deng?"

"..." Who said at the beginning that he would worship the river lantern?

Seeing that this person was probably having fun in Ruanrou Township for a while, he suddenly thought of this and ran out. He couldn't blame him anymore, so he just sighed and pulled him closer to him , "It's so late now, let's go back..."

"No." Ci Qingfang frowned suddenly, "How can you not count your words."

As he said that, he suddenly squatted down on the spot, put one hand on his chin and became stunned, "I asked Xiaolan just now, she said that one should learn to be polite and honest, let alone for the person you like..."

"What... are you talking nonsense?"

Ci Qingfang looked up at him, "Why am I just talking nonsense?" Then he stood up suddenly, put his hands on his shoulders, patted and patted, "I like your second brother."

"..."

"I have always had a place for you in my heart, don't worry, if I get married and have children in the future, I will definitely..."

Guifuyan suddenly pushed his hand away, turned and walked to the side, "Since you want to worship the river lantern, let's do it earlier."

The head-on cool wind flowed across the river and blew on his face, as if trying to extinguish the only remaining desire in his heart.

Maybe it's because he's too sensitive. Fang Ciqing's usual misbehavior and unruly words have long since lost his credibility, not to mention the fact that the Ci family's heirs are weak, and his father still counts on this person to marry a wife and have children soon, with a full house of children and grandchildren ?

No matter how romantic his Ciqing room is, how could it be possible for him to be romantic for a lifetime?After all, it is still necessary to pass on the family line to spread the branches and leaves for the Ci family.

So after taking all Ciqingfang's words as fart for granted in his heart, he suddenly felt extremely relieved for a moment with an open mind.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and when he was about to turn around, the concentrated person walking behind him seemed not to have expected him to stop suddenly, and almost ran into the gap between his arms, and Guifu extended his hand Stop him.

"Are you really drunk or fake drunk?"

The latter looked up with a pitiful look, "Are you angry?"

Guifu pursed his lips, "Why do you think I'm angry?"

Ci Qingfang looked at him, as if thinking about something, "Last time... I heard someone say, you, you are..."

He frowned, "What am I?"

"Duanxiu..." Ciqing Fang approached him suddenly and said cautiously: "They say that only wives will look around for their husbands who are out for fun all day long, and we are just brothers, but you compare me Women are even better...follow me all day to persuade me...just..."

A mere brotherhood... huh?

The pain in his heart suddenly seemed to be grabbed by someone, so that he frowned, his expression became cold, "So... what you said just now was to test my reaction?"

Ci Qingfang suddenly looked up at him, not knowing how to speak for a while.

"You would rather listen to the nonsense of outsiders, and have doubts about my relative who has been with me for more than ten years..." He grabbed his shirt with one hand, and gritted his teeth in hatred, "Do you still have a conscience?"

"I……"

"That's all." He lowered his eyelashes, let go of his hands and turned around, "I won't meddle in my own business anymore..."

He stayed up all night that night. He clearly gritted his teeth and wanted to insist on not meddling in other people's business. It was only after the big mistake was made that he felt that he seemed to be wrong again...

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, he looked at his father who was about to faint from anger and a baby who was less than a month old left on the stone steps outside the door, and finally took the child over with a sigh.

The servant girl in that room looked anxiously at him, "Lang Jun, I beg you to adopt this child..."

He frowned, and looked at the baby who hadn't opened his eyes yet, "Where's his mother?"

The servant girl lowered her head, "I really have no choice but to do this. This child shouldn't exist in this world. Who knew that my girl gave birth secretly behind her family's back. Now an unmarried woman will be beaten for doing such a thing. dead……"

It was only when he said this that he realized how serious the matter was, and hurriedly said: "Then how is your girl doing now?"

The maid reached out and wiped her tears, "Now that the family is forcing him to hang himself, this child must not be allowed to stay. I just ask you to keep him for his poor sake. This is all my girl's hope." , after all, it is a life..."

It was windy and snowy outside the house, and the roof tiles were cleaned.

He pushed open the door and walked in angrily. After seeing the unconscious person who was still lying on the couch drunk, he felt that the familiar face was so hideous for the first time.

"Look at the good deeds you have done!" He stretched out his hand and grabbed the man, "It's nothing more than prowling around for fun, why do you want to harm that good girl!"

"Where's the child?" Ci Qingfang slightly opened his eyes, looking at him calmly.

"You still have the face to ask the child?"

Instead, he smiled, and said casually: "It's not that I was born willingly. How many times have I told her that you should keep in mind the cause and effect when you do things. Now it's my fault for committing crimes on your own?"

"You..." Gui Fuyan looked at him angrily.

But he sat up suddenly, picked up the baby beside him and looked at it carefully, touching the tender skin with his fingers, he couldn't help smiling, "It's really his own, it looks pretty..."

As he said that, he was about to throw the baby into the brazier beside him as soon as he was holding it. Guifuyan was startled, and quickly stepped forward to stop him, "Are you crazy?"

Seeing him withdrawing his hand, Ciqingfang lazily said: "She doesn't want to raise it, and I don't want to raise it either. Instead of keeping this child as a lonely father who doesn't care for his mother or love him, it's better to know his life early so that he won't grow up and bear grudges." That's all for me."

"This kind of thing...why do you say it so naturally?"

The baby who had been sleeping peacefully in the swaddle suddenly opened his eyes. His big eyes were full of curiosity and innocence towards the world. It seemed that he instinctively sensed that the atmosphere was not right, so he bit his finger and did not cry or make a fuss.

When his eyes touched the child, he said in a daze: "I don't want to either. Back then, I told her never to expect anything from me. I was originally an unreliable person, but now I can't even take care of myself." The question is, she just threw a child at me, what do you want me to do?"

"...Then you shouldn't provoke the lady of Gongqing's family!" His eyes were reddened, "Why are you always disobedient..."

"Didn't you say you won't meddle in other people's business anymore?" Ci Qingfang suddenly looked at him and chuckled, "What about now? Do you want to take in this child?"

"..."

"See?" Tears welled up in his eyes, but he still smiled, "You don't want to, no one would choose to accept a child who has nothing to do with him for no reason. Just throw it away, anyway..."

"I'll raise it." He cut off his words suddenly, "I will raise this child for you, and I want you to remember that you owe me this."

Day after day, year after year.

In the blink of an eye, spring, summer, autumn and winter passed by alternately. In the season when the grass grows and the warblers fly, he has been sitting quietly guarding the withered tomb for a long time. Yesterday, news came from the capital that none of the group of people who went there survived the Nanling riots.

It seems that the oath that the person swore yesterday is still in his ear.

Ci Qingfang pulled his sleeves and smiled sincerely, "When it's my last time, I will change my mind and start a new life. When I come back, I will ask His Majesty to resign. At that time, I will take you to go sightseeing in the mountains and play in the water and hide in the mountains and forests." ..."

The yellow paper in his hand gradually turned into ashes and disappeared in the wind. It was only when the cluster of flames caught his hands that he recovered from the pain. Footsteps sounded behind him, and a small figure sat beside him, pulling Whispering his sleeves, he was just at the age of babbling, but he seemed to have learned to be considerate and obedient as if he had understood all kinds of things in the world long ago, "Second Uncle, is my father coming back?"

He turned his head to look at the immature little face, the corners of his mouth were sore for a moment, he didn't know what to say, he just stroked the loose black hair on the top of his head, "He should come back, maybe he will come back when you grow up."

The child bit his finger, seemed to be thinking about his words, and then smiled for a moment, "That means, he will definitely come back?"

"..."

"Well, I'll be back." He held his little hand and smiled gently, "How about kowtowing to your grandfather first?"

The child obeyed and kowtowed three times politely.

But then he raised his head, only to find that Guifuyan's eyes turned red at some point, he pouted and approached him and said, "Why is Second Uncle crying?"

He came back to his senses, wiped his eyes, and forced a smile: "The smoke is too smoky, let's go."

After that, he bid farewell to the court and paid homage to Li Ci's family, and began to be deaf to what was going on outside the window. He only vaguely heard that the child's mother's family was implicated. So far, the murder of lives caused turmoil, and then they were forced to ransack their homes and go into exile. No one in the Ye family, male, female, old or young, was spared.

And then in the fifth year, the child has grown up, but he is no longer sensible and obedient, and he has acquired a whole body of skills from somewhere, causing troubles all day long. He was worried that the child would grow up and become crooked after his father, who In the end, the Tao really grew crooked.

Apart from not harming girls from other people's families, she just became fond of forming cliques and bullying people every day in the village.

In the end, more people came to complain, and he had no choice but to take the child out of the house again and again. In the end, he also began to grow old, and became powerless for everything.

The wastage in his youth had already exhausted everything he had.

And the child was no longer willing to go home, only came back to visit him occasionally, poked a big hole in his father's new grave, had an angry fight and never came back.

So he added a new grave for this person and set up a tomb, and lived silently watching the sun rise and the moon set. After that, he had a dream. He dreamed that the person who had been parted from him for decades came back.

"It's time to wake up, when will we arrive after sleeping like this?"

There was a familiar voice in his ears, he opened his eyes in a daze, and the face that people had missed for decades reappeared in front of his eyes.

He turned over and held his hand, tears dried up, "Am I dreaming?"

The man smiled and reached out to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, "Of course you are dreaming, just now you kept calling my name in the dream, I heard it, so I came back."

"..." He bent his lips, sure enough, it was still a dream.

But the man looked at him and said worriedly, "You frown, do I owe you money?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pinched his face, "Why can't you smile more?"

"...You do owe me." He held his wrist, barely curling the corners of his lips, "Are you still planning to pay it back?"

"..."

The man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's repaid, of course I have to repay it."

"Take a good rest first, I cooked a pot of porridge for you, I'll bring it to you..."

Speaking of which, the man got up immediately, leaving only a hurried back, but he smiled unconsciously on the spot, wondering when this man would be cooking porridge...

But at the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, he immediately turned over and sat up, before he even had time to put on his shoes, he opened the door and chased him out.

It's just that the snow is vast, and the cold wind suddenly dances in the air.

Instead of the familiar villages and field paths, there is only a vast expanse of wilderness, covered with snow and covered with snow.

The tears in his eyes seemed to be frozen by ice and snow, and he stared blankly at the flying snow in front of him.

In the end, I finally looked back and suddenly realized that I was really old, with messy silver threads fluttering in the wind, and the skin on my hands protruded like thin joints like dead tree bark.

He coughed in a muffled voice, holding the door frame tightly with his fingers, his blue clothes fluttered in the cold wind, and his wide sleeves fluttered.

He didn't think about anything, he didn't care about anything, it's just that a few years passed, but he was still thinking about it, when will that person come back again?

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