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That night, Qiu Lingfu fell ill.

On the deserted road back to the inn, Qiu Lingfu's steps were already a little erratic, swaying like a drunk old man, but in his heart he thought it was lights.

But Qiu Xiaoshi, who took care of Qiu Lingfu as an elder brother since he was a child, could tell something was wrong with sharp eyes. Looking at Qiu Lingfu's handsome face, it was burned red, his cheeks were stained with redder, but his lips were white To be transparent, my heart became anxious.Carefully helping Qiu Lingfu to the bedside, he went to search for the medicine bottle.

That night, Qiu Xiaoshi didn't close his eyes.Qiu Lingfu burned so badly that Qiu Xiaoshi was horribly burned when he touched his forehead several times.

Qiu Lingfu was greedy for food and fun since he was a child, and he has no worries about food and clothing. There is nothing in this world that troubles him anymore, and he seems to be unrestrained.But since he practiced martial arts since childhood, he seldom gets sick, which is much better than Qiu Xiaoshi's thin body.This sudden illness is considered serious.

Qiu Xiaoshi moved a wooden chair beside the bed, sat there exhaustedly, restlessly placing his hands revealed the urgent anxiety in his heart, he wiped Qiu Lingfu's furrowed brows with a handkerchief sadly and distressedly - this expression was from childhood It is rare, but it has frequently appeared on this youthful face in the past year.Qiu Xiaoshi softly called Qiu Lingfu, but he seemed to turn his head inwards to avoid the voice, his face was still in pain, as if he was struggling but was dragged into the abyss by the entanglement of a nightmare.

Did you dream about Miss?

Qiu Xinsu has been missing for more than a year. At the beginning, she would reply a letter every two months, just like her, with only two beautiful words written on the clean and white paper: well.But there has been no news for half a year.

Other than that there is no trace.I don't even know where those letters came from.

I have exhausted all the methods, but I can't even find any news.Qiu Xiaoshi knew that the young lady used to be a member of the martial arts. Although she lived in the city, she would often travel far away, but this time she walked suddenly, strangely, and for too long. Uneasiness had already grown in Qiu Xiaoshi's heart .

At the beginning, he also concealed Qiu Lingfu's young and ignorant child in every possible way, saying that his mother had gone to play far away, and made Qiu Lingfu complain about his mother, and then continued to make trouble in the street.

But how could this be hidden from Qiu Lingfu, who is close by blood and extremely intelligent?Ever since Qiu Lingfu couldn't sleep peacefully every night, Qiu Xiaoshi knew he had found out.

Qiu Xiaoshi has always been envious and jealous of Qiu Lingfu, sometimes he was teased by his jokes, and he gritted his teeth with hatred, hoping that he could come out of the honey pot and taste a little bit of the real sorrow in the world, so that he could eat it all The ups and downs made him understand the sadness, fear and heartache that people must go through in a lifetime of practice.

Qiu Xiaoshi remembered again that Qiu Lingfu was still afraid.He is very afraid of pain, suffering, the weakness and pain of illness, and everything that children are afraid of.

Qiu Xiaoshi thought about it, and his thoughts flew farther and farther, so far that he thought that he would still live in that house in his old age 50 years later, but the lady still hadn't returned, and the young master had long forgotten the laughter of his youth; When the lady rescued him, she was dressed in plain clothes, and when she was flabbergasted by the snow-white corners of the clothes, and the stunning indifference between her eyebrows and eyes.

The next day, Qiu Lingfu woke up and looked at the blank curtains, feeling sluggish and with a dull pain in his head. When he woke up, he thought it was high in the sun, but unexpectedly it was early morning.

He never dared to leave and waited for Qiu Xiaoshi to see Qiu Lingfu woke up. He rubbed the dark circles under his eyes from a night's sleep, with a look of surprise on his face: "Young master? You have never woken up so early before!"

Although Qiu Lingfu's complexion was still ugly, he seemed to have regained his inexhaustible vitality. He was still lying on the bed powerless, but his eyes had wandered, and he started talking nonsense: "I let you down, Xiaoshi."

Qiu Xiaoshi was puzzled: "You got up early, why should I be disappointed?"

Qiu Lingfu said: "Didn't you say it before? If I get up late every day, you will be able to relax in this life."

Oh, that's right, if this ancestor slept a little more every day, the mess I cleaned up for him would be much less.

But Qiu Xiaoshi thought wildly all night, and the fatigue in his heart was far greater than the fatigue of taking good care of Qiu Lingfu, and he was too lazy to talk to this white-eyed wolf who always needed others to take care of him.

Afraid of getting sick?It's just a fear of pain. If a person is sick and unconscious, he doesn't have to avoid sweet or spicy snacks. This person may wish to be sick every day, so that he can command others and amuse the people who visit him.

Qiu Xiaoshi took a few glances, his face was as pale as paper, but he smiled again and picked up the snack Qiu Lingfu he bought last night. All the troubles he had been thinking about during the long night were swept away, and he snatched the snack from Qiu Lingfu's hand. "Still eating? It's because I ate too many snacks at the night market last night, that's why I'm so sick this time. I'll make some breakfast later, and then I'll ask the buddy to cook some medicine. I can't eat snacks."

Qiu Lingfu's face collapsed completely. His handsome and unique facial features have been inherited from his mother. Once such a face is pretended to be pitiful, no hard-hearted person will be able to bear to embarrass him: "Xiao Shi, I bought too many snacks yesterday. , You don’t like to eat, so the leftovers are wasted. Why don’t you give me some after taking the medicine, or just three pieces of mung bean cake? Dr. Li said before that when I was sick, I didn’t have snacks, and my condition would get worse.”

"Do you think I don't know how you threatened Dr. Li? If you didn't hang his hens upside down in the house every day, so that they didn't lay eggs for several months, Dr. Li would say this to me because of his strict medical ethics. talk?"

Qiu Xiaoshi was indifferent, he had already seen this trick before.In his opinion, Qiu Lingfu's drooping eyes were like a cunning fox pretending to be a rabbit, and his appearance did not match his appearance. Even if he was so stupid that he fell into the trap every time, he would not give in to his physical matters.

"No!" He said resolutely, as persistent as the official servant, but there was no room for it.

As soon as the words came out, Qiu Xiaoshi recalled the scene of Qiu Lingfu being tortured by the nightmare last night, his heart was suddenly suffocated by something, his chest felt tight, and he couldn't help but let go, "Just one piece!"

Qiu Lingfu pursed his lips in disdain, and the grievance and pity just now were swept away like an illusion.His expression was unpredictable, as if he was too lazy to act anymore.

Qiu Lingfu seemed to be satisfied, because it was difficult to ask Qiu Xiaoshi for snacks when he was sick since he was a child. He should be surprised that he is willing to let himself eat a little now, but he is too lazy to ask what happened.

But how can he be satisfied? He has always ignored many things that others want extravagantly.But on such small things, he is insatiable.He was already thinking about how to deal with the remaining snacks, and he asked closely, "What about the others? Xiaoshi, you don't want to eat them yourself, do you?"

Qiu Xiaoshi said coldly: "Half!"

Based on his experience in taking care of Qiu Lingfu in the past, Qiu Xiaoshi seemed to be thinking about taking one dose of medicine a day, and after three days of taking it, he really put away a piece and a half of mung bean cake, and put away the rest under Qiu Lingfu's eager eyes. The package is solid.

"You're sick for three days. I'm going to go down and buy some food. By the way, I'll take the remaining snacks and share them with the little beggars outside the door. You, you better stop thinking about it. Take care of your illness, take care of yourself You can eat whatever you want." As he spoke, he picked up the tall snack mercilessly and was about to go down, and looked back, Qiu Lingfu was holding the quilt and looking at him with a pale face, looking even more sick look.

Qiu Xiaoshi snorted, his heart was made of steel, he ignored it, and left.

Qiu Lingfu lay down on his back, his soft long hair spread out like a waterfall, cursing Qiu Xiaoshi's hard heart in his heart, closed his eyes for a while, then got up suddenly as if remembering something, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, ran to Go to the window and look down.Not even a single piece of clothing was worn, and a thin piece of clothing was stuck to the body like a paper, hanging loosely on the shapely and slender body.He was lying by the window, his back curved gracefully, the cool wind blowing a few messy strands of hair, and he just looked downstairs like this.

In the small road in the early morning, there were already many people rushing to do things early, and the small stalls on the side of the road were also sparsely erected. Qiu Xiaoshi's pole-like figure had not yet been seen. Five or six beggars were sitting on the floor, one of them was wearing a tattered bamboo hat and leaning on one long leg, sitting motionless, like a leopard basking in the sun after drinking and eating.Looking from top to bottom, it was difficult to see the face under the brim of the hat, but Qiu Lingfu knew who it was.

This beggar seems to have a problem!Wearing a hat is mysterious, isn't this hat for food?Qiu Lingfu couldn't help laughing.

Before Qiu Lingfu continued to observe and guess carefully, the owner of the bamboo hat turned his head, as if he sensed something was about to look towards him. When the ashesed bamboo hat raised its momentum, Qiu Lingfu quickly and flustered Withdrew his head and hid in the blind corner behind the window.

It is definitely not a wonderful thing to look at this person. It makes me feel unreasonable anxiety and panic in my heart, but it is quickly overwhelmed by anger and curiosity.Although the gaze was flat and indifferent, it seemed that there was no offense.He comforted himself that his mother had been missing for a year, and he was looking for ways to get information from Hua Yuye. Under the circumstances, any tracking and surveillance would arouse his tension and attention.

He can think of how long his every move has been kept under the watchful eyes of others, and his every word has been monitored or guessed by this person. Not only is he uneasy because of his whereabouts being leaked, but he is even more irritated and slightly resentful at being treated as a fish to be slaughtered.

It's the same as when being teased and taken advantage of during a play, and I feel relieved in my heart, but I will be more interested in the tricky and unexpected revenge that I will think about next.

Thinking of this, Qiu Lingfu seemed to have let down his vigilance, and began to have the courage to face such a mysterious stalker, and carefully poked his head out from the window, looking down with bright and cunning eyes.

The beggar didn't look over, because Qiu Xiaoshi had already walked out of the inn with the pile of snacks in his arms, which attracted the attention of several little beggars downstairs, who became commotion and couldn't take their eyes off it.

Qiu Lingfu gritted his teeth bitterly, as if he heard the sound of these guys swallowing.Why do beggars often beg for food but seldom beg for water? It must be what these beggars often covet. Isn't this just wishing for plums to quench their thirst?Qiu Lingfu said wildly in his heart.

The beggar also looked over, but the obtrusive bamboo hat blocked his expression. Thinking that his snacks were about to fall into this man's mouth, he felt a little childish and ridiculous viciousness in his heart because of this snack. He wanted these Snacks immediately became the deadliest drug, poisoning this person to death, while the other children let them go, at least eating laxatives and the like, and they had to die from the pain.

If it was said that Qiu Xiaoshi had caused commotion by walking in front of a group of hungry beggars with a bunch of snacks in his hands, then when he really walked towards them, the group of beggars went crazy.

They scrambled to overtake Qiu Xiaoshi, and before Qiu Xiaoshi could speak, they stretched out their mud-stained hands to grab him, fearing that if they were too late, they would lose their share.

And the beggar with the bamboo hat didn't really stand still without any movement. When the people around him moved a lot, he suddenly became agile, jumped up from the ground, and ran faster than the little beggars with his long legs. It was several steps away, but he calmly fetched a bag of snacks with his fingers, and was not greedy, so he shrank back to the corner and sat down holding it.

Qiu Xiaoshi was obviously stunned for a moment and hadn't realized it yet, and it wasn't the first time he helped beggars.Every time the young lady wanted to give alms to beggars, how could she expect the young master who was greedy for food and fun and had no conscience to let herself go.And the looting of these beggars is uneducated, and he is not surprised.I am often not satisfied after grabbing a little, and I definitely want to grab more. Although they are friendly to each other, and they will give each other something to eat if they grab it, but if they grab it by themselves, they will definitely be able to eat more.

He couldn't understand beggars very well. Sometimes he was lucky enough to be full, and sometimes he couldn't eat anything for a day or two. If there was food, he had to grab it.There are not no words of thanks, but most of them will only look at you with cloudy eyes. They never look at people seriously. If you take a serious look at this time, maybe you are thanking you.

But just now when that person came in front of him, he didn't even have time to react, and he sat back in a flash. Not only did the movement not make people feel rude and ugly, but it also added a touch of elegance and strength.He only took one, half of it to be exact.

A piece and a half of mung bean cake in this portion was lying upstairs in the inn, being saved by Qiu Lingfu eagerly longing for but cherishing it.

The lonely Qiu Xiaoshi was soon surrounded by little beggars swarming up, and the strangeness that flashed by that person just now disappeared completely in his heart.

On the other hand, Qiu Lingfu upstairs was standing by the window and still staring at the beggar who was snatching food, like a cunning cat full of tricks but full of curiosity.The brim of the beggar's hat seemed to froze and shook, Qiu Lingfu's whole body was tense, ready to retreat into the room at any moment, he was almost sure that the beggar wanted to raise his head just now.

But the beggar didn't look up, and he didn't even bother to move the brim of his hat. His slender fingers gently peeled off the paper that was opened and then scrawled. Between the fingers is half a mung bean cake.

Qiu Lingfu couldn't see his expression, but he seemed to feel that he must be smiling.Maybe showing the indifferent smile when he was teased by children last night, it was hateful and made people want to punch him.

The beggar held the mung bean cake and slowly passed it under the brim of the hat. He must have put the mung bean cake into the mouth that still had a disgusting smile?Maybe the bean paste cake must still be stained with the filth he didn't know where it came from, but this man must have enjoyed eating it, and his face that was so dirty that he couldn't see a little white must be full of enjoyment.

Enjoy like a dog eating shit.Qiu Lingfu described it so badly in his heart that he completely forgot that bean cake was obviously his favorite.

Qiu Lingfu imagined indignantly, but walked away from the window, he didn't want to watch any more from the bottom of his heart.

Hate beggars?

Qiu Lingfu loves to play. Whether he is a beggar or an official's son, he can find pleasure in playing or teasing with them since he was a child. He doesn't mind the foul-smelling ragged clothes on beggars, and he never minds that beggars are vulgar, vulgar, or It's the sloppy and disorderly life that he never sees.Why does he hate beggars?

But now, he hates that beggar's gray head, his muddy hands, his sitting on the ground as his quilt as a bed, his eating his own fragrant and rich mung bean cake, and his bamboo sticks. Hat, disgusted with his disdainful and harmless smile.

He hated his silent stalking for an unknown amount of time, which made him feel helpless and scared, and made him realize that since his mother's accidental disappearance, he had embarked on a life that he could not control.

Maybe if he becomes a beggar who lives in the world, he will not be able to bear the wind and sleep, and the fun that was once available at hand will become an unattainable fantasy.But he will also be content with the situation, because he is too lazy to think about what to do, how to get rid of the status quo. Compared with this, his natural laziness and extravagant play make him happier.

But he often doesn't care about the good and bad ways of people. One of his jokes can be innocuous or almost kill people. How about being good to others?Qiu Xiaoshi said, this person is extremely naive but has no conscience, for him, maybe not joking is just being nice to you?

He is fond of jokes, as if the world can only make him happy by teasing others, watching people's funny reactions from embarrassment, or peeling off the real face of being irritable and happy.It seemed that apart from eating, drinking and having fun, there was nothing he could care about or pay more attention to.

He almost doesn't want to know about other people's lives, but there is one exception. He likes to hear about those distant rivers and lakes turmoil that the book population talks about.

He likes to hear that those high-ranking people call the wind and call the rain, and their every move makes others fearful and frightening, and no matter whether it is a hero who turned out to be a hero, or a person who is insignificant and ant-like, they will eventually be stripped to nothing by the rivers and lakes, love The faces of hate, sorrow, joy, good and evil are revealed; he likes to watch, those people who gather here with great interest are affected by the ups and downs of the story, and these listeners are unconsciously involved in the story, as if they were pulled by a thread by the storyteller. Lead to laugh, lead to cry, lead to anger.

He doesn't disdain or disdain the life in the rivers and lakes that the storytellers talk about, and he doesn't talk about longing or yearning. Unlike other listeners, he doesn't care about really experiencing such a life.

Those stories, he just liked to hear.

He loves these things so much, but he never knows why he is obsessed with them. He has always been too lazy to peek into his heart, living like a bad child who makes people gnash his teeth.

But now this child wants to go out, leave the days of wasting his time by making troubles and listening to books without worrying about food and clothing, and start to contact the strange and familiar world he has heard of.