[Waiting for the end of the world] Dongli chrysanthemum

According to the custom of Yunyin Village, there are three consecutive days of ceremonies. On the day of funeral and burial, Tao Xiulei threw a basin in front of the coffin, carried flags and streamers to the cemetery.The cemetery is in a valley on the other side of the river. A small stream flows from the east. There is a place where the ancestors of the Tao family asked the master to see it. The Tao family was buried there after death. Three years later, the coffin was opened and the bones were picked up. Put it in the family shrine.However, Tao Laosi and his wife were forcibly cremated by relevant departments, and the procedure was slightly different.

Eleven has been waiting on the mountain, ignoring the change of day and darkness. He has not eaten for a long time and is hungry and has abdominal cramps. He has no appetite and sleepiness. In fact, it is difficult for him to fall asleep.It was hard to close my eyes, and the dreams came and went with those past events. Tao Deming jumped out of the grave and called him "animal!" After a while, grandma looked at him kindly and called "Jingsun"...

Regret, guilt, confusion, and a touch of despair welled up in my heart.What is life for?Whether you are proud or frustrated, the final destination is ashes to ashes to ashes.

If he passed out because of this, he would feel better, but the nerves are strong, the physical pain and mental pain made his brain so clear that he had never been so clear, as if the light suddenly appeared in the dark, and all the experiences from childhood to adulthood were all remembered. , good or bad, joy or pain, there is nothing to hide, even if you want to forget.

The sharpest blade is not given by others, but by himself. Those memories tormented him, and he didn’t want to forget it anymore. There was no escape route, and the escape route was blocked. At this moment, he finally began to face himself. No matter how big or small, he would always run away. Dodge like a coward.Now that it has reached this point, can he still escape?Where are you going?

In a trance, the whole body's spiritual power is running wildly, everything is going well, and it has been impossible to break through when it reaches the bottleneck, but at this moment, it breaks through two barriers in a row and reaches the third level of the refining period.But he didn't have the slightest joy.

In the middle of the night, when everything was silent, he walked to the cemetery in the valley in the dark, knelt down in front of his parents' graves, turned around and kowtowed in the direction of the clan ancestral hall, then got up, left the mountains and forests in the dark, bypassed Yunyin Village, and walked along the The village road goes to the next town.

There was no one on the road in the middle of the night, he was penniless and could only walk on two legs, there was no means of transportation for him in Dongli Space, the motorcycle was in the yard, and he never thought of driving away at that time, Grandma slept in a sunny room next to the courtyard. There was a door valve in the hall door, which made a noise when it was opened, so as not to alarm the old man.If he hadn't thought so much at that time, would things have changed...

I haven't changed my clothes for a few days, and my clothes were scratched in several places on the road, stained with leaves and grass juice from the soil on the new grave, and my short hair grew to the neck in just a short time. It was also nourished by spiritual power and grew vigorously.

At first, he put Gengjin spiritual power on his hands and used Qi as a knife to cut his hair, but he was not proficient in using the spiritual power. If he hadn't practiced the body-protecting true energy in advance, the Gengjin Qi in his hand would have been on his head, There were several cuts in the neck.

Among the few books Lu Meng left him was "Five Elements Jue". In the last few days in the deep mountains and old forests, he spent most of his time on "Gengjin Jue". Among the five elements, wood is the origin and soil is the guardian. , gold, water, and fire are all means of attack, and "Gengjin Jue" is a small part of it. The five elements complement each other, and practicing at the same time will not delay the progress, and the effect is better than practicing one of them alone.

It's just that the method of using spiritual power is very unskilled. Gengjin Qimang's haircut is not as good as a knife for cutting fruit. The hair is cut unevenly. After being hit by bad news these days, I don't care about taking care of it. My hair is like a mess The beard is loose, and the beard has grown long. He looks like a savage who came out of the mountain forest.

The houses in the mountains are far apart, and they are rarely piled up like Yunyin Village. After all, there are very few flat grounds, and most of them are one family or another, hidden in the bamboo forest under the tall trees.There is a night motorcycle driving on the distant road, and the sound of the engine breaks the silence, gradually disappearing.

The mobile phone had already run out of battery and automatically shut down. When we arrived in the next town, it was already daylight. He washed his face, shaved, and changed his clothes by a stream outside the town.

Eleven was under a camphor tree at the edge of the town at the moment, a gust of wind blew by, and some paper money was rolled up and sent to him. I don't know which family died again.

Never before have I missed Yan Changnian so deeply, his voice and his temperature.Thinking back to the reunion of the two, to being together naturally, many things happened in a year, and his life has never been so fulfilling.Or because it was too fulfilling, Yan Changnian was too outstanding, he always felt a little unreal.I am afraid that the two will not be able to go to the end.

In his life, many people came and went, but none stayed forever, and no one could really walk into his heart. Yan Changnian was the first and only one.If you care too much, you will be afraid of losing; the higher your expectations, the worse you will fall.His own experience taught him a profound lesson that he will never forget.After all, he is just an ordinary person with mediocre intelligence.

When people are tired, when they are hit, it is easy to get depressed. Eleven has entered a dead end, but he doesn't know it, but suddenly he no longer has expectations for the future. What he is more afraid of is that Yan Changnian, himself What kind of mutation happened?

Unable to go home and having nowhere to go, he packed his dirty clothes into a backpack, put on gloves, a mask, and a hoodie with the hood turned upside down, and entered town with his backpack on his back.

Go to the ATM to withdraw money, and call Yan Changnian from a phone booth in a remote corner.

No one answered the phone, the second call was picked up, but it was not Yan Changnian who answered the phone, a deep man's voice said "he's not here" and conveniently hung up the phone.

Eleven was puzzled and hung up the phone.Another person wants to use the phone. He is a foreigner who takes turns talking to his wife and son. The years have left deep marks on his face. When he hears his wife and son's voice, his sad face unconsciously spreads out, revealing a smile.

Yan Changnian, who was far away in City S, came out of the bathroom. The man he met for the first time in the office was holding his mobile phone. When he saw him coming in, he showed an innocent smile: "Someone is calling, I'm afraid it's something urgent, first Picked it up for you..."

"Didn't your elders teach you not to touch other people's things casually?" Yan Changnian looked through the calls, saw that the area code was Qilong City, and quickly called back, but heard a busy prompt tone, and couldn't get through for several minutes. He punched the table hard, and said to the man leaning on the armrest of the sofa, "Go, don't come again."

The man shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "I don't want to come either." His fingers hooked the coat on his shoulders, and he closed the door with a little force, revealing his unhappy mood.

Outsiders spent a long time on the phone. On Eleventh, they had to hear Yan Changnian's voice to feel at ease, but now they changed their minds and turned to leave the phone booth.He can't be impulsive, and he can't even have this little patience after living all these years.

Eleven walked out of the town and walked straight along the road. Although he had no destination, he was getting closer and closer to Yunyin Village before he knew it. He entered the mountain and walked along the faintly visible path in the mountain.

He has never believed in the theory of fate, but in the past few days he finally understands a truth that many things are beyond his control. If he once hoped that his parents would love him more and receive the same treatment as his two younger brothers. just dream.The reality is that time cannot be turned back, and the deep-rooted ideas of parents cannot be changed. If you want to make yourself happier, stop having that unrealistic idea.

The desire for affirmation, especially from family and friends, had become his obsession.Obsession is a very elegant word. Seriousness, persistence, seriousness, acknowledgment of death, and obsession are called obsessive-compulsive disorder in terms of behavioral pathology.On some occasions and things, obsession means earnestness and persistence, while on other occasions it becomes acknowledgment of death and burrowing into a dead end.

Yan Changnian once said to him in a joking tone, Jingming, sometimes you are too stubborn, and you must know that there is always a big gap between reality and ideals.Jingming Jingming, why are you not smart at all, you are so stupid.

I'm afraid that was Yan Changnian's most gentle reproach and complaint to him.Yan Changnian seldom spoke harsh words to him, and when they were together, it was mostly because he tolerated him.Realizing this, Eleven felt ashamed. In vain, he was two years older than Yan Chang, but he was still naive and naive in dealing with people without knowing it.

Eleven didn't fully trust Tao Yuanhang's words, and he was unwilling to delve into the meaning behind his words. Now that things were going on, he should think more about the future and the future with Yan Changnian.

During those days when they were together, their feelings were not fake. When they were entangled with each other, the joy that can only be produced when they are invested in their feelings can be felt by even the dullest.

Yan Changnian said: "Jingming, I have already collapsed once losing Yingzong, you don't want to leave me again, I don't think I can bear it again." What I said at the time, I don’t remember it afterwards, but now I recall it clearly.

If you want to go on for a long time, it is not enough for only one person to work hard, two people need to work together, for this hard work, Yan Changnian has been pulling him, if he does not keep up with his pace, one day Yan Changnian He will be tired, not because he does not want to persevere, but when he tries his best, it is like a spring, even if it is stretched to the end, it will lose its elasticity over time, and he has more energy than energy, so he has to give up.

The bushes on the side of the road are getting taller and the grass is getting denser. The twilight is deep, and there are wild birds returning to their nests in the paddy fields half a hill away. He stops at the fork in the road, ready to turn around and go to the town Calling Yan Changnian, he really figured it out, and his mood was completely different from the previous trip to town.

Volume Three: Pro