Travel thousands of miles in my life

Time seems to pass very slowly suddenly.The sky is getting late, and the far side is gradually covered with crimson clouds.

He looked at the young man's puzzled expression mixed with astonishment, and said flatly, "I have to go."

"No, how could it be?" Gu Ping clenched his fists, and he asked in disbelief: "You are obviously fine now!"

"The nine-turn bead was taken away." Lu Chen pulled out a red string from around his neck, and the place where a small bead should have been connected was now empty.He took out the sealed letter from his pocket again, handed it over, and said calmly, "Take Yujue and the letter to find Yan Wuwu—you recognize it, right? You've seen it before."

The boy didn't move, nor did he accept the letter.He just bowed his head, his long hair covering his cheeks.

"Be on guard against the young man next to him for now, maybe the situation will change." Lu Chen whispered, but he didn't take back his outstretched hand: "The ghost face has already discovered the existence of you and me, but for some reason they just It’s just taking away the Nine Turns Pearl. You have to be careful and don’t act recklessly.”

The boy still didn't move. He was thin and thin, and his face and hands were still covered with dirty sand.

"..." Lu Chen forcefully stuffed the letter into his hand, pinching the boy's chin to make him look up.The boy didn't resist, he raised his head obediently, his long hair was already wet with sweat and stuck to his pointed chin.Although he looked fragile, his eyes were frighteningly bright, reflecting a sense of despair and unwillingness, which made Lu Chen tremble in his heart, and turned his eyes away.

"Lu Chen," the boy raised his hand and grabbed the man's sleeve, his voice was so soft that it was almost raving: "I can't go on, really."

The man exhaled deeply the turbid air in his chest, and his hands couldn't help shaking. He wanted to hug the child in front of him who had accompanied him for countless days and nights, but he just brushed off the hand on the sleeve.

The body seemed to be trapped in a deep abyss, cold and vain.The man moved his fingers, only to feel that his consciousness seemed to be floating in the sky, and the people in front of him were as far away as the people in the sky.

The boy's facial features are very young, but he already has some extremely handsome outlines.Lu Chen looked at Gu Ping's face, but remembered how he was when he first saw him. He thought he had forgotten those scenes, but at this juncture, they appeared one after another uncontrollably.

The boy has really grown up, but this is not enough, it is not enough to survive in this cannibalistic world.He tried his best to ignore the sourness in his heart, but finally he heard himself say in a cold voice: "I'm not a lover, Gu Ping, you should grow up."

"I've already grown up, when I was deported here." Gu Ping seemed to have finally despaired, he said it lightly, when he raised his eyes again, the heavy things in his eyes were restrained Get up: "You are not wrong, and I am not wrong, but I don't know why it became like this. You chose your teacher between me and the teacher, I don't blame you."

"..." Lu Chen's jaw was almost stiff, he raised his head, and exhaled deeply the stale air in his chest.

"I won't forgive you, let me go on like this." Gu Ping quietly narrated: "When will you leave?"

"I don't know either." Lu Chen was dumbfounded.

"I'll see you off." The young man suppressed the choked ending

"Okay." Lu Chenqiang couldn't hold on, his body swayed, and he fell down in vain.The boy supported him, letting the man half lean in his arms.

He hit the stone with a knife, knocking out a weird tune.The soft voice was very hoarse, and he stared at the man devoutly in his eyes, his fiery emotions were as eye-catching as firelight.In the end, Lu Chen was no match for his tired and heavy body. He half-opened his eyes and tried his best to see the boy's appearance at this time.

Gu Ping is like a tired traveler who has finally returned to his hometown after a hard journey. The feeling of a man leaning in his arms is so real and sufficient.

The only song his mother taught him was the last gift Gu Ping received from his parents, and now he will give it back to those who have given him warmth.

"Sorrowful song, the sky is flying and the sand is alone. It's hard to be happy, why are you crying?

It was the parting place back then, so I couldn't choose, and two or three swan geese passed by.Dead trees and willows, night rains and leaves. "

Gu Ping held the man's hand tightly, the world is suffering, everyone is afraid to avoid him, only this man comes to him.Teach him, guide him to break away from indulging in hatred, and teach him to keep his promises and love by setting an example.Lu Chen has always been taciturn, everything about him is hidden in silence.

—I don't need to say, I hope you will understand.

"Sorrowful song, how many people are sitting in the game. It's meaningless, that's the end of the matter, who knows right or wrong.

The world of mortals will go together with the mud, and the face will be drunk, and the sky will weave clouds and snares.The demon satirizes me, and I mock the demon. "

- Yes, I understand.

The body temperature of the man in his arms kept dropping, and Gu Ping hugged him like he was hugging a cold jade carving.The man's time is approaching, but his eyes are carefully tracing Gu Ping's face, as if he wants to imprint him deeply in his mind.He sighed and said a few words, and those words followed the sky to the distance.Maybe it will take root in an unknown place, and then bloom an intoxicating flower.Lu Chen is extremely attached to this world, and hates it to the bone.Countless emotions were suppressed in his heart, and in the end they melted into absurdity.

The disdain for people and the absurdity towards the world reached boiling point in this desert of silence.How can anyone believe that the nine-turn bead can make people live forever?Before joining the WTO, Lu Chen thought that at least the world was different, and that the people in the world were leaders who were happy with their grievances and hated each other, regardless of gains or losses.But I didn't expect that people in the world are also people, and if they are people, they will not stop their suspicions.Frost is hard to overcome, love and hate are both hardships.The only complaint is that everyone is innocent.This world makes people grow old, what is the real way?

Sorry I can't find it...

A gust of wind was erratic, but it arrived as scheduled, and rushed to the old place with the last trace of the man's body temperature.There are dozens of heroic souls waiting there, just waiting for the only descendant to step to the underworld with them, and never look back at the world.

"The end of the song, Merry is originally Mu Jiao'e. More □□ stay with the guest, don't be afraid of fate.

If you want to be happy, you will be happy, but what happens now, who decides what will happen to him.The infatuated half-life, the dead who broke the dream. "

At the end of the song, Gu Ping smashed through the boulder with a clang.He lowered his head slightly and kissed the man's thin lips for the last time.

"Half-life obsessed, dead with dreams..."

When Li Qingyi's master and servant heard the movement and rushed over, what they saw was the scene of Lu Chen disappearing.The boy knelt on the ground silently, staring at the man.Watching the brilliance in his eyes gradually dimming, while the flesh and bones turned into thousands of light spots in the clouds, surrounding him tenderly and nostalgicly.

Those spots of light rubbed against the boy's long hair, and they fled towards the sky with great reluctance.Lu Chen escaped from this long nightmare forever. He left without a sound, returning to the embrace of the sky like the wind.

When the wind blows, there is only a round red bead left here, and a person who has lost his soul.

Li Qingyi shook his head, silently mourning a few words in his heart.He turned his gaze away, but suddenly noticed the beads on the ground.

"Jiuzhuanzhu?!" His unbelievable voice broke the silence at the moment.

The young man stood up, put the bead in his hand and protected it, and bowed to the two of them again: "Is it Gu's fault for treating you poorly? If you have any doubts, Gu will definitely know." Say nothing."

His etiquette is considerate, although his voice is hoarse but sincere, Li Qingyi looked at him suspiciously, and comforted him after a while: "My little brother is surnamed Gu? I really want something, but don't rush this moment, you go first ..." Pointing to the ground, he said, "Brother Lu left in a hurry, it's time to set up a tomb for him."

"Yes, thank you for reminding me, big brother." The young man smiled and said, "Let's rest first."

It must be weird for me to laugh.Gu Ping mocked in his heart, picked up the hatchet on the ground, and walked to the back of the house without saying a word.

As night falls, the sky is full of stars.Gu Ping dug a hole, but he couldn't bear to put the beads in it no matter what.This was the last thing Lu Chen left for him, and it was a hundred times more precious than jade and letters.The bead was warm, and when I touched it, I felt a heavy sense of security, as if Lu Chen hadn't left yet, and he would have to work hard for the money for the medicine tomorrow.

The boy hesitated for a moment, then just put a medicine bowl into the pit, and put the letter in front of the stele.Now that Lu Chen has left, he doesn't need anyone to protect him.

After doing all this, the boy picked up the knife and the broken stone and went out.

"Brother Li, please do me a favor." Gu Ping handed over both the knife and the stone: "Let's write a monument for him. I can't read."

Li Qingyi gave him a complicated look, and took the knife: "What to carve?"

"The tomb of my lover Lu Chen." The young man said the shocking words plainly.

"What did you say?!" Li Qingyi was shocked, he said in surprise and doubt: "Lu Chen is a Taoist, he was born without love, how could he have these thoughts of love?"

"He doesn't love me, I know it." Gu Ping lowered his eyes, looked at the burnt black ground, and raised his eyes again: "I love him, enough."

This is impossible.Li Qingyi even wanted to use clearer words to tell the delusional young man that it was impossible for Lu Chen to fall in love with someone.But when his eyes met the eyes of the young Qingling, all words lost their meaning.

Li Qingyi suddenly picked up the knife as if angry, and carved, why not?Anyway, it was Lu Chen's stele, and he was the one who was branded.Don't come looking for that man when he arrives in the underworld, go find this young man.

He carved these six characters with one knife and one knife, cut off the corners, and then threw the stone to the boy: "Okay, take it."

"Thank you." The young man held the stele solemnly, stroked the word 'Lu Chen', and murmured: "This is you."

"Fang is contrary to the world, but his heart disdains to do it. It is Lu Chen." Li Qingyi sighed, and said nostalgic: "There is a way in the world, and you will die with the way. There is no way in the world, and you will be martyred with your body. He is the real keeper of the way."

There is a Tao in the world, so die with the Tao.There is no way in the world, and he is martyred with his own body.

The young man chewed these words silently, feeling sadness coming from it, he pursed his lips tightly, restraining his sore eye sockets.

If there is true morality in the world, then I will spend my whole life adhering to it.

If the morality of the world has disappeared, I will spend my whole life searching for him.

Die without regret.

The author has something to say:

"Fang is against the world, but the heart disdains to go with it. It is Lu Chen." From "Zhuangzi Miscellaneous Articles Zeyang"

"There is a way in the world, so martyr your life with the way. If there is no way in the world, you should die with your body." From "Mencius Dedication"