Zi Feiyu

The man said leisurely: "What time is it?"

The woman stood aside, glanced at the man, and did not answer.

The man smiled: "Actually, I still have a lot of work to do. Many people are waiting for me."

The woman lowered her eyes and lowered her head.

The man rolled his eyes, came back in a circle, and shouted: "I'm hungry, give me something to eat."

The woman's voice was very soft and floated, "I'll throw up after eating, and still eat?"

The man smiled bitterly: "But if you don't eat, you will be hungry."

The woman asked, "What do you want to eat?"

The man was delighted: "Roast chicken, roast duck, roast goose, roast pork ribs."

The woman said: "It's all meat, isn't it greasy?"

The man said again: "Then add a few more vegetables and soup. I like clear soup. Soup that has been boiled for too long is easy to get angry. I don't like it."

The woman stopped what she was doing: "Nothing you said."

The man was slightly disappointed: "Then, what's there?"

The woman said: "You ate yesterday, and the day before yesterday."

The man was completely disappointed, coughed, and a little saliva came out of the corner of his mouth.

The woman wiped the corner of the man's mouth with her hand: "Don't worry."

The man tilted his head: "What?"

The woman continued with the work in hand: "Quickly."

almost.

The man shuddered.His hands tried to make fists, but they couldn't.Want to leave, but can only lie on the hard plank bed and cannot move.He closed his eyes, trying to make himself forget about fear, pain and hunger.

The woman walked to the window and pulled out a shaft of light.With the light behind her back, the woman glanced at the corner of the man's mouth, which was stained with blood from her hands.Hey, this hand is already bloody.No, both hands are the same.She raised her hand and carefully observed the rotten palm and back of her hand. When she reached the bedside, she put her hand on the man's abdomen. Without saying a word, she picked up a five-petaled flower and pulled it out.Pull out one, open two.Open more and more.She herself too.

Women don't know pain, men pretend not to feel pain.The man moved his eyelids and frowned, "Will the doctor come today?"

The woman stopped and glanced at the corner of the wall farthest from the bed, where there was a mass of blood-red garbage, broken bones and rotten flesh, residual flowers and leaves, wriggling.She said, "You forgot?"

The man seemed to think of something, and his brows frowned even tighter.But soon, his brows calmed down, and he slowly opened his eyes.The gleam of the curtain seam, the dust floating, the light and shadow, cutting the woman's body and his body.He closed his eyes, opened them again, turned his head, did not look at the woman, looked at the ceiling, hesitant to speak.

The woman bowed her head and continued to pluck the flowers.

The man hesitated to speak, from the horizontal cutting of the vertical light to the oblique cutting across the board, he decided to speak again, but the voice was calm: "Who the hell are you? My illness made the doctor die, why are you not afraid?" .You can see it, you should know it better than me. I have flowers growing all over my body, and I don’t know what it is. I am hopeless. You can go.”

The woman looked at the man with the same calm voice: "Same. Neither can be saved."

The man laughed with difficulty: "There's nothing to save. Heh. There's nothing to save. Let's die together."

The woman didn't speak.

The man said: "You did it on purpose. You said that it would be fine if the flowers were pulled out, but more and more were pulled out. You see, that's how the doctor died. I also lay down like this. Don't, don't pull it out. Say ,Why."

The woman lowered her eyes: "There is no reason."

The man laughed again: "You don't want to say?"

The woman is speechless.

When a man looks at a woman, the way a woman looks makes him think of someone, but no matter how much he asks, the woman just doesn't say anything.Didn't say where she was from, and didn't tell him if she was really a nurse.Because women are not like nurses, they don't use nurse uniforms, they don't have the usual calm and caring eyes, they only have cold, empty eye sockets, and a dead face that looks at the doctor, the patient, and oneself.He asked one last time: "Where are you from? Are you really a nurse? I want to hear the truth."

But the woman was still speechless.

The man waited for a long time and sighed softly: "Forget it, I'm going to die anyway, soon anyway. You, listen to me tell a story. I never mentioned it to anyone. It's been in my heart for 12 years. Say it, It may not be easy. But I think it’s not bad to have someone to accompany me when I’m sad.”

The woman's hand trembled slightly.But did not stop, continue to pull flowers.

The man smiled at the ceiling: "That year, me."

In fact, the man can still be regarded as a boy.After the college entrance examination, the boy went to his grandmother's house in the countryside to spend the summer vacation.None of the playmates who swam with bare buttocks when they were young were not at home, and even if they were at home, the relationship was unfamiliar.Boys go swimming in the river every day.There are not many people in this place, and it doesn't matter if you are naked.But the boy still wore a pair of shorts.In the afternoon, because he was really bored, there were many mosquitoes in the countryside, and the TV was not good, so he had nothing to do and soaked in the water.

In another family on the same small road as my grandmother's house, there lived an uncle with a daughter.The uncle would go to the field every afternoon to dig a few hoes.And when you go to the field, you will pass the place where the boys swim.But the boy knew the uncle because he gave grandma a watermelon.

The boy was swimming in the water that day, a woman passed by the river, and hurried to the village to find her man.The boy was so frightened that he hid in the water and held his breath.A little boy stood barefoot by the river, kicked the water, smiled, and threw a stone down, causing ripples.The boy was so angry that he picked up the water and splashed it on the bank.A little girl ran away from the bank, covering her eyes and laughing shyly.The boy bared his teeth and dived into the water.He thought, why are there so many people today.After thinking about it, suddenly, his leg cramped.

Moreover, it was two leg cramps.He couldn't call out for help, his hands splashed the water, his body sank, and he kept sinking.Too bad, no one passed by at this time.If no one notices, it will really sink, and if it comes up, it will become a corpse.What to do, what to do, he struggled desperately, silently calling for help.Help me, save me, I don't want to die, I, my wish is, is...

Suddenly, a big hand grabbed him. He grabbed that big hand and climbed up to the neck of the owner of that big hand. This person was his life-saving straw.Finally, his legs got better, and his body stopped sinking. He climbed up desperately, catching the sun with his hands, and stomping on the man's head with his feet.He kicked that person desperately, kicked that person, and stepped on that person.Finally, he surfaced and he was saved.

He was gasping for breath with his eyes wide open and his mouth open. He stretched out his hand to the person close to him. On the shore stood a woman who had just passed by looking for her man.This man should be the man women are looking for.He gasped and said, "Help, save me."

The man passed through the boy's armpit with one hand, and put the boy's hand calling for help on his shoulder with the other, and swam to the shore with it.After the man rescued the boy ashore, he muttered, "Why haven't you come up yet?" He jumped down again and got into the water.

The boy was lying on the bank in big underpants panting, and the woman didn't look at the boy, but stared at the water, frowning: "Don't have an accident, don't have an accident."

After panting for breath, the boy sat up and beat his calf. Seeing that the woman was nervous, he followed her eyes to look at the water surface. Suddenly, two men splashed out of the water, one was the person who had just rescued him, and the other was... Uncle Watermelon.

The boy looked at the wrinkled skin and the uncle with black lips trembled.Him, he died?Him, he is the master of that big hand?He, is he the uncle whom he regards as a support point?He, he don't come here.

The boy was so frightened that he picked up the clothes on the ground and ran away.He is afraid.He was afraid of thanking, afraid of apologizing, afraid of killing himself.He is still so young, his only wish is...

Finally, the grandmother told the boy that the uncle died.drowned.

The woman plucked a five-petal flower from the man's chest, and pulled it hard.

The man frowned, endured the pain and asked, "Damn, are you scared or sad?"

The woman looks at the man: "Why are you afraid, why are you sad?"

The man looked at the woman, smiled seriously, and said seriously: "You look like him, you look like him."

The woman shook her head and asked, "What is your wish?"

The man thought for a while: "I forgot. At that time, I was waiting for the college entrance examination to fill in the application, but I changed it when I went back. I also forgot later. The later application is to atone for sin. In my heart."

The woman stared at the man's chest, and said slowly: "In my heart. It's useless."

"Maybe. After so many years, I wanted to cross that hurdle, so I went to see him on his grave. So I brought the strange flower on my body."

"His punishment for you?"

"I don't know. Maybe. The rescuer died, and the rescued lived. You said that the living should continue to live with the life of the dead, or even live better, but you are still giving up on yourself and regretting It’s better if you can’t get out of it, live like a human being, or a ghost like a ghost.”

The woman froze for a while, then suddenly started laughing, a sinister smile.She said: "You killed him. He doesn't know whether you are living well or not. Whether you live happily or decadently, he doesn't know. Atonement, can you redeem it?"

The woman looked at the man's facial features squeezed together due to pain, and said again: "Do you know who will be sad?"

The man looked at the woman's eyebrows and said, "I'm sorry."

The woman was still laughing, smiling, and the tears shed fell on the man's hand.The woman trembled and covered her eyes, her bloody hands, her bloody hands... her eyes.

The man said again: "I'm sorry."

The woman leaned against the bed and sat on the ground, her eyes rubbed against her arms, which were covered with five-petal flowers twisting her own flesh and blood.The five-petal flower seems to grow out of the body. The body is soil and does not need seeds. It grows rhizomes and blooms.So beautiful, bloody.It is as beautiful as cut flesh and blood.

A woman doesn't accept a man's apology because that man doesn't accept her apology either.

The dead uncle is the woman's father.The woman's father and mother divorced when she was ten years old.After the divorce, the daughter lived with her mother.The mother did not remarry, nor did the father, but the daughter wanted her parents to remarry.The daughter will go to her father's house to accompany her father during the winter and summer vacations, so that year, she also met the boy who killed her father.

That afternoon, she was sitting at home losing her temper. She didn't know how to reconcile the two stubborn tempers. She couldn't act coquettishly, talk heart-to-heart, or scold, so she just lost her temper in a muffled voice: "Dad, if you don't Mom reconcile, I will ignore you. I don't want to talk to you, and you don't want to talk to me. I hate you. I'm going back."

The father didn't speak, he was going to go to the field to pick a few more fresh watermelons for his daughter to take back.In fact, he doesn't like to grow watermelons, because his wife and children say that the watermelons he grows are very delicious, with thin skin, no seeds, red flesh, and very sweet.So it has been planted and not sold.

But the daughter didn't know this. After she lost her temper, she regretted it. She wanted to wait for her father to come back and apologize to him.But unfortunately, did not wait.It made her blame herself, very much.

When Ye Qiao and Gu Chen found the five-petal flower, both the man and the woman were dead.The man was lying on the bed, wrapped in a pile of flowers and plants, bleeding from the cracks, and no one could be seen.The woman leaned against the bed, outside the flowers and plants, a few strands of long hair.The flowers and plants in the corner are still squirming, squirming.The whole house smelled of blood and rotting corpses.

Ye Qiao lowered her eyes and squatted down.Five-petal flowers are rotten flowers that grow and rot in corpses. There should be no such things in the human world, but he seems to be wrong.He spread out his right hand, facing the room with his palm, and explained in a low voice: "This flower is a rotten flower, and it has spirituality. But it is different from Feiyu's. Anyone who touches it will grow out of the body. It doesn't matter if the person is dead or alive. Living people. Don't worry, I'm fine."

The five-petaled flower in the house is breaking away from the corpse, centrifuging away from the flesh, tearing, flowing, crawling, gathering, and turning into a bloody five-petaled flower.The five-petaled flower in Ye Qiao's palm came out, elongated, elongated, wrapped around the bloody five-petaled flower, clenched, swallowed, retracted, and disappeared into the palm of her hand.Ye Qiao clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and stopped explaining.

Gu Chen exhaled, squatted down, hugged Ye Qiao, and comforted him silently.