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The car braked outside the pier, and before the driver got off the car, Bai Mani had already opened the door and jumped off.

The ground is full of mud, mud puddles and mud puddles.While slapping a handful of morphine pills into his mouth, Bai Mani walked in panting.The driver followed behind. He had never seen such an unattractive Young Master Bai. He wanted to give him a hand, but before he could reach out, he had already groaned and fell to a muddy board.Stumbling and crawling to his feet, Bai Mani continued to walk forward, walking indiscriminately, regardless of indiscriminately.

He knew he was late.

I knew it was too late, but I still had to leave, because I hoped for a miracle to happen.I have not believed in miracles for many years, but now I have become a child again.The heart was beating violently until it hurt, as if it had been crushed and turned into boiling blood.He needs a miracle so much, he knows that there won't be one, but he still wants to look for it.He would not be reconciled if he did not see his hopes shattered with his own eyes.

Finally, he stopped in front of the dirty and cold coast, and he stood firmly covered in muddy water. He saw a few small boats swimming in the sea near the pier, and looking farther away, he saw the endless sea and sky.The sea is really big, paving the entire world in the distance, going up to Qiongbi and down to Huangquan, neither of which is boundless.

The bone-chilling cold froze Bai Mani, so many hardships did not froze him before, but now he was really cold.He thought that this was probably his own life, no matter how hard a person earns, he can't earn his life.

Bai Mani stood by the seaside for a long time, until he realized that he was in the way of the workers, then he slowly turned around and walked on the way.Supporting the driver with one hand and leaning on the cane with the other, his heart was exhausted, and his legs were so weak that there were no bones.The driver helped him walk a few steps, and seeing that it was nothing, he simply trotted all the way with him on his back and sent him back to the car.Bai Mani turned pale into a thin paper man, exhaled a cold breath from his mouth and nose, and his temples were also sore and painful.

He wanted to cry. He wanted to cry since Lian Yi fell ill in the early morning. He kept thinking about it now, but he couldn't cry.If you don't cry, your tears will turn into blood.

Without waiting for his order, the driver started the car and drove away from the pier.

Bai Mani went back to Lianzhai, bathed and changed clothes, and smoked opium.Feeling peaceful in a daze, he went out to get in the car and went to the hospital to see Lian Yi.

Lian Yi was still asleep, and Bai Mani sat on the sofa beside the bed.The sofa chair was very soft, and Bai Mani was exhausted, but now that his body was sunken in, he felt quite comfortable.With both elbows resting on the arms of the chair, he stretched his legs and leaned back.There are shiny glass windows in front of it. It is already evening, and there is a faint glow in the sky.A bird landed on the steeple of the opposite house, motionless, and became a black silhouette.

Bai Mani didn't think about anything, just sat and watched.Watching the rays of the sun brighten and dim bit by bit, the lone bird watching the black finally couldn't bear the loneliness, fluttered its wings and flew up the skinny branches.The hazy sky changed from gray and white to dark blue, and from dark blue to jet black.The dearest person is completely far away, this is fate, there is no way, it's just a pity that when we got along day and night, we were young and ignorant, and didn't know how to cherish.

A crescent moon hangs outside the window, the moonlight is pale, and the crescent is sharp, like a small bend of thin ice.Bai Mani wanted to take it off, and slowly sucked it in his mouth.His body was cold and his heart was hot, and he was holding back tears that were so thick that they were turning into blood.

In the early hours of the morning, Bai Mani closed his eyes.I closed my eyes, and the crescent moon was still in front of my eyes.Suddenly remembered that many years ago, my elder brother gave me a folding fan.One side of the folding fan is painted with landscapes, and the other side is written with poetry.I can't remember the content of the poem clearly, but I only have an impression of the last sentence: Hugh is melancholy, like a cloudless sky.

He didn't know where he threw the folding fan, and he didn't understand the meaning of the poem.Only the three words "the sky is the same" touched his heart.The sky is still the same as before, but the world is not the same as before, and people are not the same as before.He couldn't go back to that day and receive a folding fan from his elder brother again.

There was a slight movement on the hospital bed, causing him to open his eyes and turn his head away.In the dim morning light, he and Lian Yi looked at each other unexpectedly.

Lian Yi stared at him blankly, his dry lips moved, but he couldn't speak.Lifting a hand tremblingly from under the quilt, he only let out a vague moan.

Bai Mani slowly turned sideways and took his hand.Lian Yi's fingers were weakly closed, and he shook him back.

Bai Mani stared at him, wanting to smile at him, but his breath trembled, hot tears suddenly gushed out of his eyes.I haven't cried in a few years, but I have accumulated so many tears, and they will flow down.With tears streaming down his face, he showed that smile, then he slowly lowered his head, and pressed his forehead against the back of Lian Yi's hand.

His shoulders shrugged greatly, and he choked up unbearably.Who knows what exactly he missed today?I don't know, except for those who left, no one knows!

Hot tears wet the back of Lian Yi's hands, and he cried intermittently.No one knows—he has many things and thoughts, but no one knows.As time went by, those things and thoughts slowly faded, slowly turned yellow, and finally passed the time, and finally disappeared, like a flower blooming and withering thousands of times, and there is no one else to witness it except himself.

His cold hands trembled like spasms, and he buried his face in the snow-white quilt, and began to sob loudly as if uncontrollably.

At the same time, on the sea hundreds of miles away, Ma Congrong walked out of the cabin and onto the deck.

Since the boat sailed, Huo Xiangzhen didn't make trouble anymore.Ma Congrong took him into the cabin and asked him to sit, and he sat there, without eating or drinking, and sat all the time.

Ma Congrong expected that he would not jump into the sea halfway, and because he lost his soul for Bai Mani, he ignored him.If he likes to sit, let him sit; if he likes to be thirsty and hungry, let him be thirsty and hungry. Anyway, he is strong enough, and he is not short of a meal or two.

When it was almost dawn, he spoke softly and coaxed Huo Xiangzhen down on the bed and fell asleep.When Huo Xiangzhen fell asleep, he became more energetic.Standing in front of the railing and facing the wind alone, he felt that he was quite at ease, and he was the image of a winner, even if he wasn't a winner, he was still one who took advantage.

It was almost dawn, the moon had lost its shadow, and there was only one morning star left in the sky.Ma Congrong stood with his hands behind his back, recalling what happened yesterday, it still feels unreal.For so many years, Bai Mani, who couldn't get rid of him no matter what, disappeared without warning.It's a pity that he also planned a lot of schemes and hidden a lot of means. He planned to go to Japan to concoct this young master Bai, but he didn't expect that the final exam was temporarily canceled because of his hard work.

When he arrives in Japan, he certainly won't come back easily. As for the promise of coming back to pick up Bai Mani, it is naturally even more of a joke.This time the uncle is really his, and he will gain a lot of wisdom from a fall, and he will definitely not let the uncle run away in anger.A couple of days is a hundred days of kindness, and a couple of a hundred days is like the depths of the sea. He will have everything he wants!

There was no one around, only the sound of the waves accompanied him.So he couldn't help but started laughing, at first it was a silent laugh, and then he made a sound with a smile, he leaned forward and back together hahaha, laughing until tears flowed out, laughing to the extreme, it looked like crying at first glance.

Having had enough of laughing spontaneously, he raised his sleeve to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and the aftertaste of wild laughter was still rippling on his face.Turning around and walking back to the cabin, he was going to rest.

When Huo Xiangzhen settled down in Tokyo, Lian Yi was also discharged from the hospital and went home.

His condition was not very serious, and he underwent another operation, and he had already improved.However, after meeting Li Ziming in the hospital, Li Ziming didn't say anything, and he was so angry that he fell ill again.Fortunately, this time it was also a small seizure. After first aid, he recovered, but the condition was far worse than before, and the left half of his body was completely paralyzed.

As soon as he came home, the house became lively, the beautiful guests stopped coming, and the doctors, nurses and masseurs came instead.After Lian Yi fell ill, he seemed to be frightened, and suddenly became very afraid of death, so he took the initiative to quit drinking.

When dealing with Li Ziming, he was quite rigid, and there was no room for change; when dealing with Bai Mani, he was already soft, but now he is even softer, which is almost pathetic.Sometimes he looked at Bai Mani with a smile, he didn't know that he had a sense of observation on his face, and between the two of them, his side had already lost the wind.

Bai Mani didn't mention what happened that day to him.Some sacrifices are too great to be used to show merit.

To miss is to miss, to separate is to separate, he is voluntary, and he has no one to blame.Taking a step back, he felt that it would be better for Ma Congrong to follow his elder brother. Ma Congrong was healthy, smart, thoughtful, and better than himself.Brother can't do without Ma Congrong, and even Yi can't do without himself, so let's live like this!

Bai Mani thought that he was worthy of everyone, except his elder brother.

On a sunny May afternoon, Bai Mani accompanied Lian Yi to bask in the sun on the terrace on the second floor.Lian Yi's hair has turned gray again, and he combed it back meticulously, but his complexion is fine.The servant walked over lightly and handed a letter to Bai Mani.

No one had ever written a letter to Bai Mani, so Bai Mani looked at the envelope with great interest.The letter is by airmail, from Tokyo.Looking at the handwriting on the cover, he knew that the sender must be the elder brother.

Lian Yi was also very curious. Although he was paralyzed, he could still struggle to lean forward to look: "Who's here?"

Bai Mani raised his head, and used a thin wire to attract a few morning glory plants above the terrace. It was not the time for flowering in this solar term, but the tender green leaves were spread out, sparsely blocking the sunlight.Looking at the blue sky and scorching sun in the gaps between the green leaves, Bai Mani collected himself, then lowered his head, picked up the envelope, and carefully tore off the seal: "It's the elder brother, the elder brother has gone to Japan."

Lian Yi was very surprised when he heard this: "Hey! This kid can run quite well."

Bai Mani unfolded the letterhead and began to read it word by word.Huo Xiangzhen never wrote letters without emotion, and she had something to say when she was business-like.Bai Mani quickly read through the letter, and learned that he had now lived in Tokyo, and wanted to send someone back to pick him up.

Lian Yi was still looking around very hard: "What did you write? Don't want to abduct you?"

Bai Mani smiled and nodded to him.

Lian Yi's expression turned cold, and he asked, "What do you mean?"

Bai Mani asked back, "What do you mean?"

Lian Yi leaned back in the chair, a fine layer of sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.Turning his head to look outside the terrace, he whispered, "Don't go."

Bai Mani laughed and said, "I can't just leave casually. I have to send you to Shanxi. Otherwise, who will take care of you? You're a paralyzed man. You can't even crawl on the ground. It's not like a servant hurting you." Like playing?"

Lian Yiming knew he was joking, but there was still panic and anger on his face: "Don't bother with that, just strangle me to death!"

Bai Mani didn't blame him, and got up holding the letter paper to leave.Seeing this, Lian Yi hurriedly grabbed his hand: "What are you going to do?"

Bai Mani shook the letter paper at him: "Go and write a reply."

Lian Yi grabbed his hand and refused to let go: "Come and write, write in front of me! Little brat, don't play tricks on me!"

Bai Mani smiled and pulled out his hand, stroked his gray hair, and then asked the servant to bring a small white round table and writing paper.

Bai Mani sat at the table, spread out the letterhead under the dappled sunlight, and filled the pen with rose purple ink.Under Lian Yi's gaze, he raised his head while holding the pen, and looked at the blue sky from between the green leaves.The weather is good, I hope that Tokyo at this time is also so clear, cloudless, and the sky is the same.

Then he lowered his head, and slowly wrote the first stroke on the snow-white letter paper.