Catch the wind

Ye Xueshan is young and doesn't understand some rules very well.Suddenly remembering that tomorrow is the anniversary of his mother's death, he ordered the driver to go out and buy countless yellow papers, intending to take them to the grave and burn them.Lin Zisen saw that his work was sloppy, so he didn't say anything, and went to the street to do some shopping.In the afternoon, Ye Xueshan saw him coming back with a lot of snacks and fruits, so he asked inexplicably: "Didn't you let me eat these things?"

Lin Zisen laughed dumbfounded: "My young master, this is not for you to eat, this is for your wife."

Lin Zisen went to the kitchen, picked out good-looking fruits and washed them carefully, took out a few plates, and put them together with the fruits into the small bamboo basket.Mrs. Ye is a hygienic person, he can't use some dirty fruit to perfuse her.

After finishing these chores, he returned to the living room with the small bamboo basket, and smiled at Ye Xueshan without haste, "Master, let's go now, just in time to burn the paper before dinner."

Ye Xueshan changed into a plain robe, didn't say anything, just nodded.

The blue car drove through the streets and alleys, and left the city in the growing twilight.Looking at the gradually desolate scenery outside the window, Lin Zisen felt suspicious for a while.Mr. Gu is not a poor man, even if he is poor, he will not be as poor as a dead person.After all, Mrs. Ye had been with him for so many years, and gave birth to him a lively and beautiful son. Why was he buried in this messy grave when he died?

When the car stopped, Lin Zisen got out of the car with a basket first, and saw a small graveyard bulging out of the grass in front of him, and a small dusty tombstone stood on the graveyard.Hesitantly walked forward, he glanced at the words on the tablet, and there was a "boom" in his mind, and his body shook a bit.

The top of the tombstone is bare, except for five large characters engraved in the center: Ye Wanzhen's Tomb.

No identity, no provenance, nothing but a name.Lin Zisen closed his eyes fiercely, managed to calm down and squatted down.With trembling hands, he took out the plate, and he piled clean fruits one by one on the plate; the coachman also came over with a small scythe, and slashed the weeds in front of the grave; He was holding a large bundle of yellow paper, which almost covered his head and face.

Lin Zisen skillfully arranged the fruits and snacks into several neat plates, and put them all in front of the tombstone.In front of Ye Xueshan and the driver, he could only speak in his heart.

Ye Xueshan put down the yellow paper, walked to his side, and squatted down.Taking out a handkerchief and brushing the dust on the stele, Ye Xueshan said: "Mother, Zisen is back, and he misses you more than I do. Didn't you say that he doesn't learn well? Now he is in his 30s, not like he was before." , and took good care of me. For my son's sake, don't be angry with him, can you?"

Then he moved back, knelt down and kowtowed three times: "I forgot to come last year, and I will make up for you this year. You can spend the money as you like. Now that my son has made a fortune, I can't live without you. "

He kowtowed too much, and Lin Zisen also kowtowed three times.After knocking, he straightened up, opened his mouth hesitantly, but still didn't dare to make a sound - he was afraid that if he made a sound, he would lose control.

Ye Xueshan picked up a small stick nearby, struck a match and began to burn the paper. The burning was chaotic, yellow paper was piled up in a mess, the fire was neither strong nor burned through.It was Lin Zisen who wanted to pass his stick, and picked up the pile of yellow paper and scattered it, letting it burn to ashes in the cremation.Ye Xueshan freed his hand, stood up to avoid Hei Hui, and muttered: "Mother, did you see Dad over there? Let me tell you, the boss in Beijing is in trouble, and now he is dead. Fleeing to Japan, I’m afraid I can’t take care of my father anymore. If you see your father, give him some money so that he doesn’t suffer from poverty. Also, you have a bad temper when you are alive, and change it when you die. Right. You said that the world of the yang and the underworld are all counted, who can bear you except me? Besides, you are at fault. You always go crazy for no reason, who can bear it? You..."

Ye Xueshan nagged calmly, speaking softly and desolately, not like a son, but more like a friend.Lin Zisen heard it in his ears, and the past was like a big wave, sweeping past his heart.He remembered all her good points and all her bad points; he held his breath and tried to turn over the yellow paper, the flame suddenly soared so high that it stirred up black butterflies flying all over the sky.

After burning the paper, the sky became darker and darker.Because the road outside the city was rough, Ye Xueshan urged Lin Zisen to get in the car and drive back.

The car started and bumped through a cemetery.Ye Xueshan had just taught his mother a lesson in an old-fashioned way, now that he has calmed down and recalled the past, he couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart.At this moment, he suddenly heard Lin Zisen speak: "Ma'am, this place is not well chosen, the surroundings are too barren and messy."

Ye Xueshan was silent, because he couldn't say that his mother had fallen out of favor when he died, and if he didn't have his son, he would have been buried even more unbearably.

The wind was cold and the road was long, and the car was bouncing up and down towards the city.When Ye Xueshan sneezed, he felt tired and sore all over his body, and his mind was also dizzy and unclear.Sniffing listlessly, he whispered, "Drinking porridge and noodles every day is really not good. I am so hungry that I have no energy, and I feel sleepy in the car."

Lin Zisen turned his head and glanced at him, then asked softly, "Master, are you hungry? Are you very hungry? Stop being so hungry, it makes your stomach hurt."

Ye Xueshan seemed to be taken aback by what he said. After a moment of silence, he smiled wryly and said, "Oh, Zisen, Zisen, if you don't tell me, I won't remember it; if you say it, it really hurts me." It's up!" At this point, he raised his hand and pointed at Lin Zisen: "Speak up!"

Lin Zisen was all kind, just smiling.

After arriving home, Ye Xueshan hurriedly took a stomach medicine first.Expensive and high-end foreign medicines are still sweet and not annoying, but the effect is equal to zero.Ye Xueshan shivered several times, and at the same time his eyes were sour, and he shed a few tears for no reason.When Lin Zisen saw it, he asked, "Did the smoke from burning the paper be so heavy that it suffocated my eyes?"

This reason was so sufficient that Ye Xueshan immediately stopped thinking.And Lin Zisen immediately pulled him towards the stairs: "Master, let's treat the stomachache first, and then eat some hot rice, and it will be fine."

This sentence is also quite reasonable.Ye Xueshan walked up in a flustered pace, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, anyway, he felt uncomfortable all over his body, as if he was tired or sick.Entering the bedroom, taking off his shoes and going to bed, he leaned against the head of the bed and gasped for breath -- his heart was in turmoil, and he had to take a deep breath to feel better.

The smell of opium smoke still made him feel unflattering, but when Lin Zisen came over with a puff of cigarette in his mouth, he put his arms around his neck without thinking, and leaned forward to inhale the smoke almost greedily.After swallowing the first bite, his chest was on fire, and he became even hungrier and thirsty. He pushed Lin Zisen again and again: "Hurry up, hurry up!"

Lin Zisen really sped up his movements and fed him cigarettes mouthful by mouthful.The transition from "uncomfortable" to "good" was so obvious that it made Ye Xueshan feel so comfortable that he was ecstatic.He snuggled into Lin Zisen's arms, unaware of the relationship between himself and opium. As for how many cigarette bubbles Lin Zisen had burned for him, he never even thought about it.

Finally, feeling satisfied, he threw his head back heavily, and stopped chasing and sucking Lin Zisen's lips.Lin Zisen couldn't finish it, and evenly sprayed a puff of smoke to his nose.Straightening Ye Xueshan's messy short hair with his fingers, he sighed secretly in his heart: "Madam, you are right, I don't learn to be good, I am bad, but you are dead, what can you do to me?"

He lowered his head and kissed Ye Xueshan's lips, and he continued to think: "Madam, I love you. After you die, I love your son. If you want to go crazy, let's go crazy together."

Ye Xueshan lay in Lin Zisen's arms for a long time, as if he was going to sleep.Lin Zisen was about to gently put him on the bed to lie down, but Ye Xueshan opened his eyes as soon as he moved.

Ye Xueshan's eyes were very soft, and his voice was very soft: "Zi Sen, I was so anxious just now...I'm not addicted, am I?"

Lin Zisen thought about it for a while, and then replied: "If you burn one or two cigarettes at a time, you shouldn't be addicted. Is the young master tired and hungry?"

Ye Xueshan closed his eyes: "I'm a little worried. Lao Jin used to have a taste of it before, but I think his addiction is much more serious now. You put away the cigarette tray and the cream, and don't give it to me unless it is a last resort. use."

Lin Zisen nodded approvingly: "The young master is right." Then he really put all the smoking equipment into the glass cabinet against the wall.

Ye Xueshan was indeed worried, but the worry was limited, "a little bit".

After a night and a day like this, he felt uncomfortable again the next night.He fidgeted and wandered around the house for a few times. He originally planned to go out, but he didn't want to leave now.A drop of tear flowed down without warning, he raised his hand to wipe the tear, but he covered his mouth with his hand halfway, and he yawned out of control.

Then, his speech and behavior all became unthinking behaviors.Clasping his shoulders with his hands and shivering, he suddenly yelled out, "Why hasn't Zisen come?"

The servant passed by the door of the living room and was shaken by his voice—who knows why Lin Zisen didn't come?

Ye Xueshan sniffed, and felt that his internal organs were all in pain, and his muscles and bones were sore.Subconsciously running upstairs, he took out the smoking set from the glass cabinet in the bedroom.The smoke paste was contained in a small porcelain bottle, and he frantically unplugged it and threw it back, then picked out the smoke paste with a skewer.With trembling hands, he lit the cigarette lamp, he wanted to smoke like Lin Zisen—but he couldn't do it!

The smoke paste dripped down, and the heat from the flames burned his fingers.The faint smell of opium made him scratch like a cat.Suddenly, violently, he slammed the skewer into the tray. He let out a sob as if about to cry, then picked up the tray and ran out.

Panting and getting into the car, he said in extreme panic, "Let's go to Lin Zisen's house!"

The driver immediately started the car and drove up the street; before arriving at Lin's house, Ye Xueshan held the cigarette tray in both hands, knowing that something was wrong.