Wing On Tune

Chang An fell into a dream, as if he was in a stove, which burned him unconscious.

"When I found him, he was already very hot." Ning Zhiyuan helped Chang An take off his muddy clothes, while talking to Su Ye about the situation.

Su Ye took over the words, "It should be a fever that started at night. I gave him medicine when I exited just now, and the stone is already boiling the medicine. It's really hard for the child to survive until now."

Ning Zhiyuan asked Chang An to lean his back against him, and answered in an obedient manner, "Isn't it? I..." The moment he took off his underwear, he stopped talking, Su Ye was still waiting for the next sentence, and followed him to the Coming from behind the screen, he saw Ning Zhiyuan staring at Chang An's back, thinking that his back was seriously injured, and was about to be questioned, when Ning Zhiyuan's voice sounded, "I think this should be the cause of his fever."

When Su Ye came to Chang'an's side, he saw a cluster of flower-shaped lines blooming on the pale and thin right shoulder. The shape covered the entire piece of butterfly bone. It was strong and coquettish, lifelike. Su Ye raised his hand and stroked it, "Red Lotus."

After putting Chang'an, who had put on clean clothes and cleaned the wound, on the bed, Su Yi rolled up Chang'an's sleeves and trousers. The child's body was full of scattered scratches, deep or shallow all over the calf, arm and wrist. ferocious.

In addition, there are bruises of different degrees and some small scratches that have been scarred, which are the traces of some years. After taking the medicine, Su Yi carefully wrapped the gauze and sighed, "It's so distressing. of."

From the angle where Ning Zhiyuan was seated, he could only see Chang An's side face, the other half was hidden in the shadows. He was like a child when he was asleep, quiet and fragile. When he fell to the ground, he still stubbornly opened his eyes and waited for the attack to fall, and sighed unpredictablely, "Isn't it."

It was already dawn when the medicine was poured into Chang'an, and after a whole night of tossing, Su Yi ordered Shitou to go to the town to find the buried woman.

"The woman has medicine in her mouth, and her body can last for three days. Let's make plans after Chang'an wakes up." Su Ye stretched and yawned, "I'll go and take a nap for a while, Chang'an took the medicine and fell asleep. The fever should subside soon, and you can take a rest when the fever subsides."

Ning Zhiyuan reached out and touched Chang An's forehead, the temperature subsided a little, he sat down on the chair next to him, closed his eyes and rested his mind, listening to the voices of stones and women from outside, knowing that they were here to tidy up Liu Xu's description. Rest your head on the chair.

Chang'an's high fever didn't subside as he wished. He struggled drowsily amidst the heat and cold, but in fact he didn't move at all on the bed. At dusk, he had a fever again, and he vomited up the medicine he was fed. The onslaught was so fierce that it burned him unconscious.

Su Ye spread out the needle bag and dropped the needle for Chang An, who knew that the needle would be inserted, but the child who was not moving at all began to tremble slightly, crying subconsciously, with a cry in his voice, Su Ye thought Chang An was dreaming Mother, but I didn't expect him to raise his limp hand and start to push away, trying to avoid the direction where the needle fell, "It hurts..."

Seeing the situation, Ning Zhiyuan stepped forward quickly to restrain Chang An from waving his struggling hand to prevent the wound from tearing, but Chang An kept screaming for pain, and then pulled his arm back in front of his eyes, whimpering like a young animal, repeatedly emphasizing, "" pain....."

Ning Zhiyuan could only raise his hand to slap Chang An unconscious, Chang An then calmed down, he closed his eyes tightly, the end of his eyes was stained red with tears, the mole trembled, Su Ye applied needles with mixed feelings, thinking of the blooming flowers on the back of Chang An's shoulders red lotus.

Struggling in the nightmare for a day and a night, Changan barely regained some consciousness, opened his eyes amidst the buzzing movement, stared at the man in front of him changing his clothes two or three times slowly, his sense of hearing had just subsided due to a high fever The relationship with her has not yet fully recovered, and the voice sounds like it has been fogged.

Half-supporting and half-carrying Chang An to change his sweat-soaked clothes, Ning Zhiyuan was not in a hurry when he saw that he was still in a daze, and patiently finished changing his clothes, and put him back in the quilt so that he could relax and amuse himself, "It can be regarded as awake , I have been humming and feeling uncomfortable for the past two days, holding my hand and not letting go, and I can't walk away."

Chang An was in a trance for a moment before he came back to his senses, he was a little embarrassed by the words, he didn't get his expression straightened before he realized the current situation, "Where's my mother", and when he opened his mouth, he realized that his throat had become hoarse.

Ning Zhiyuan fed Chang An with water, while calming his emotions, "I have found the burial woman to arrange it, and it is next door. When you recover and get out of bed, you still have to decide about the burial." Turning back to put the cup on the table, the bottom of the cup knocked against the table.

Hearing this, Chang'an tried to get up with his hands on his hands, but Liu Xu's death and the high fever drained all his strength, he was supported by Ning Zhiyuan in a flash, and it took him a while to recover from the dizziness, his eyes fixed on Ning Zhiyuan On his face, he said persistently, "I want to go and see."

Liu Xu has already cleaned up the description, according to Su Ye's meaning, the burial person simply covered the dead air on his face, and did not put on too much makeup. In addition to the medicine Su Ye had used before, when Chang An sat down on the edge of the bed, She can even smell the faint scent of powder on Liu Xu's body. Chang'an is deeply impressed by this scent. It is the scent of those special pigments she used when embroidering scarves and handkerchiefs.

If it wasn't for the fact that her whole body was so cold, it would be no different from her usual appearance after falling asleep. Chang An's thoughts floating in mid-air really landed at this moment. He was still in pain two days ago, but after waking up, he quickly calmed down Accept this fact by himself, because he has to bury Liu Xu with his own hands.

The farewell didn’t take long. Chang’an, who was holding the columbarium, was sitting not far from the cremated body, numbly lost in thought. Shitou hesitated to go over and say a few words with him. Chang’an had packed up his emotions and turned to them. come.

His thin body stands in the wind, his sleeves are raised in the wind, making him look empty. The sun is shining today, but Shi Shi is inexplicably chilled by this scene. in daylight.

Chang An bowed deeply to them to express his unspeakable gratitude. No one moved and accepted the gift quietly. When Chang An straightened up, he heard the shopkeeper's voice, "Do you have any plans next?"

These people in front of them knew nothing about the situation in Chang'an, but they also understood that the last thing he needed in the current situation was careful comfort and pity, it would only embarrass him, and the most appropriate care was to treat him as usual.

"Find a place to place the ashes." Since meeting Chang'an's ambiguous biological father, Liu Xu has been in a state of desperation. Except for that person's hometown, there seems to be no place she wants to return to. Liu Xu still wanted to see him until the end. But she buried this wish in her heart and brought it to the grave, not wanting Changan to continue this pain.

Chang'an has his own plan, he will go to Huai'an, this is Liu Xu's last obsession, he will never forget, but not now, he has not forgotten the fear of being unable to protect himself when facing the wolves, when Liu Xu left, he was powerless to return The despair of the sky is still close at hand.

He wants to stand upright, in the name of Chang'an, stand in front of the person Liu Xu never forgets, and ask for an explanation for Liu Xu, but before that, he must be strong enough not to be easily shaken, at least not in the current state of embarrassment and weakness look like.

He wanted to find a suitable place to put the catkins, but he wandered around with the catkins, except for the first few years in Yizhou, he had never stayed there for a long time, and he knew that the catkins would not want to go back there , That was the beginning of what she couldn't ask for, and it was also the source of Chang'an's nightmares. After counting it in detail, Chang'an felt a kind of loneliness with nowhere to return.

Back at the inn, Chang An was a little dazed when he was seated, but in three or four days, the days turned upside down like this, "Do you have any plans to go?" Su Ye wanted to persuade him to rest for two more days, after all, Chang An was originally When Liu Xu came here, he had a clear purpose, the days to come were long, and Chang An's body seemed weak, so it would be better to take care of his body before leaving.

But Chang An looked cute, but he was stubborn in his bones, and he might not be willing to listen to persuasion. This can be seen from the fact that he was able to fight the wolves alone, so he had to turn a corner and ask him about his next plan.

Chang An wanted to shake his head, but he stopped in time. He was very confused. He was still young when he was independent, so he had no time to think about other things, but he still blurted out instinctively, "I'm not sure yet, I should continue to go south."

Su Ye and Ning Zhiyuan exchanged a look, they didn't even have a place name, and wanted to go on the road alone, which showed that the attitude of refusing to help for fear of causing trouble to others was very "Chang'an".

Shi Shi interjected at the right time, "You have just finished your fever, so you should rest for another day at least. There will probably be a caravan passing by tomorrow, and it won't be too late for you to make a decision by then."

Not sure about Chang'an's plan, Shito skimmed over the matter of passing through the forest, but Chang'an completely forgot about it, he responded with a normal expression, his mind was in a mess, he had only left the forest two days ago He narrowly escaped death, and now he doesn't even know where he can go, and today he really can't spare the energy to think about the forest.

Lying with eyes open until midnight, Chang An gave up the idea of ​​falling asleep, sat on the bed for a while, and then got out of bed, looking for a corner to sit in the dark.

When he walked to the corridor, he heard a voice on the first floor, and Chang An reflexively relaxed his movements, fearing that he would accidentally disturb the moment when the other party didn't want to be spied on.

Unexpectedly, the man ignored Chang An's good intentions. With a sound of "shoo", a small cork hit Chang An's knee with just the right force. After touching it lightly, it landed quietly in front of Chang An. Chang An had no choice but to go to the man. look in the direction.

The surrounding lights were dark, and the man was sitting in the night, leaning on the edge of the window, drinking wine leisurely with his legs bent, without even turning his head. Chang An's mind flashed across the tall figure in the forest, inexplicably giving birth to a trace of tranquility .

Chang An just stood there quietly without speaking, Ning Zhiyuan thought it was funny, how could this kid be so calm, so he had to wave to him, Chang An then went downstairs.

When he sat down at the table by the window, he heard Ning Zhiyuan ask him lightly, "Do you know how to drink?"

The somewhat rambling voice was very hypnotic at night, Chang An felt very comfortable listening to it, and shook his head when he heard the sound, Ning Zhiyuan smiled nonchalantly, very softly, and the next moment he handed over the jug and shook it in front of Chang An shake.

Chang An subconsciously moved his nose, and smelled the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, mixed with a bit of something else. He couldn't smell what it was, but the smell of wine was not strong.

Ning Zhiyuan looked at him like a puppy, and couldn't help teasing him, "Try it? This wine is made by Su Ye himself, and it's not common to drink."

With the backlight Chang An couldn't see his face clearly, so he focused all his attention on the tone of his voice. In order not to disturb the sleeping people, Ning Zhiyuan's voice was played very softly, and gently fluttered Chang An's ear like a feather. Chang An was bewitched, and obediently took a sip from the other party's hand.

When the wine was in the mouth, the floral fragrance quickly spread in the throat, and the mellow wine slid in along the throat, leaving only a little sweet and sweet aftertaste for him to savor.

Seeing the bewildered eyes light up little by little as the wine entered his throat, Ning Zhiyuan stuffed the jug into Chang An's hand, not feeling that there was anything wrong with inducing a half-grown child to drink like this.

Ning Zhiyuan picked up another jug ​​of wine, and under the moonlight outside the window, he tasted the wine one after another, but found that the people around him were silent, Chang An had never drank wine, and he didn't know where the amount was, but fortunately, he After taking a sip, I feel a little buoyant at the moment, but I feel much more relaxed.

Ning Zhiyuan called him, "Changan..."

Chang An blinked his eyes, looked drunk, and seemed to have returned to his childhood, peeling off the immature disguise, revealing his true self, and solemnly said "um", he relaxed, and lost his usual old-fashioned restraint , the voice also rarely recovered a little childishness.

Ning Zhiyuan took the wine that Chang An was holding in his hand, and asked him, "Where are you going from now on?"

Chang An shook his head, "I don't know."

Ning Zhiyuan asked again, "Is there somewhere I can go?"

Chang An still shook his head, "I don't know."

Ning Zhiyuan knew that he was really drunk, but Chang An chased after him, "There is nowhere to go."

It sounded a little aggrieved, but even though he was slightly drunk, he was still restraining his emotions, so it was even more aggrieved to watch.

"You don't want me anymore, where should I go?"

Ning Zhiyuan supported his body that was starting to sway, sighed, this amount of alcohol, but he was much more honest when he was drunk than when he was sober.

Facing such a child, people who are usually idlers are surprisingly patient, and asked him again, "Then...would you like to go back to Lingshan with me?"

The person in his arms calmed down, Ning Zhiyuan looked down, he was already asleep, he had some headaches, he might not be so obedient if he asked tomorrow.

When carrying the man upstairs, Su Yi's window was pushed halfway open, and the man hadn't slept in the middle of the night. He reached out and knocked on the window sill, teasing with a smile, "Abducting the child."

Ning Zhiyuan didn't deny that even though it was a temporary idea to bring Chang'an to drink tonight, it was indeed intentional. If he wanted to trap this kid, to see if there was a place to go or a place to stay, he didn't stop, "This The child fits my fancy."

The flower language of the red lotus is perseverance, bravery, firmness, calmness, the flower of a father, and love that breaks up, despairs, and does not hesitate to do anything.