[fanxing] actor

The old man stopped beating and scolding, and looked at Zhang Yixing up and down. A layer of mist slowly rose from his cloudy eyes, and the braid in his hand fell heavily on the ground. He opened his mouth tremblingly, but he couldn't call out the person opposite him. name, the hands hanging in mid-air fluttered on Zhang Yixing, with a hoarse voice, "But the second child is back?"

Along the way, I imagined countless scenes of returning to the Hall of Fame, and I was fully prepared in my heart, but when I heard his "second child", tears still fell.

"It's me, it's the unscrupulous disciple Zhang Yixing who's back, Sixth Master, are you alright?"

Zhang Yixing lifted his robe, knelt on the ground with a 'plop', and kowtowed heavily to the old man three times.

With trembling hands, the old man helped Zhang Yixing up, "Okay, both are fine, you and I, fifth master, third master, are fine, it's just your master..."

The old man stopped talking, wiped his tears with his sleeve, and said with a smile, "Look at me, like a girl, when I get old, tears are worthless, go, go, I will take you to see Your master."

"Master, old man..."

Zhang Yixing followed the old man, and the moment he stepped into the gate, all the defenses in his heart collapsed. People are not grass and trees, and no one can be ruthless. The place where he has lived for 20 years should have been expected. The reunion, only this scene , nothing else, but still unavoidable, a burst of heartache and noseache.

"Death is inevitable, you don't need to be sad... When you get inside, remember to laugh. Your master can't see a seven-foot man cry."

Sixth Master stood outside the door, smiled forcedly, patted Zhang Yixing on the shoulder, and he wouldn't go in. Even though there were countless performances, the most common thing in the song was this kind of gathering and parting, but the most rare thing in his life was this.

Zhang Yixing gently pushed open the wooden door, and a scent of medicine came to his nostrils. He tried to calm down and stepped in slowly.

Inside, the big brother Liang Duanzheng was serving tea and medicine. Seeing Zhang Yixing walking in, he didn't recognize who it was for a while. He thought it was the neighbor who came to visit, so he lay down on the bed and whispered, "Master, someone Come to visit, are you up?"

Master valued influence the most in his life, he was very good at face and etiquette, this sick and weak appearance, he was not far away in front of others, but he had no choice but to stand up and sit upright, so as not to lose his etiquette.

A weak voice came from the bed, "Help me up."

Seeing the elder brother carefully helping the master to sit up, Zhang Yixing burst into tears, turned around, wiped away the tears, pretended to smile, walked forward, and supported the hand of the elderly man on the bed, the haggard yellow and thin face came into view At that time, Zhang Yixing almost couldn't hold back his distressed life.

Smiling, he said softly, "Master, just sit down and wait for the unworthy disciple Zhang Yixing to apologize to you."

His words instantly aroused the sadness of the two people beside him. After helping Master, Zhang Yixing turned around a few steps, picked up his robe, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to the person on the bed.

"After four years of parting, the unworthy disciple did not know how to return it. The old master who stayed behind, Zhang Yixing pleaded guilty to the master, and asked the master to punish him." His forehead hit the cold floor heavily, and the "unworthy disciple" was heartbroken. He didn't know the end After knocking so many times, a red envelope swelled up on the head, and bright red blood trickled down the nose, dripping onto the cold and hard ground.