Water lanterns and dreams in 1 nights

They are separated more and more apart, and the days have passed, and occasionally looking back at the past, I don’t understand why I wanted to blend in with the crowd before. Interacting with others won’t make me unhappy, but it won’t make me happy either. Now that the process of maintaining social relationships is missing, life is more wonderful than before, like dew wets the skirts; frost forms on the hair; passing by the grassy and wet river at night, watching fireflies flying and stopping; meeting the scenery Staying in a good place for a while, and leaving when you have a new interest, are all experiences I have never had.It's just that livelihood is always the most worrying issue.In the noisy places of the city, it’s okay to find a shop and do odd jobs for a period of time to solve the meals and lodgings. If you can’t get out of the mountains or remote areas for a long time, it’s feasible to eat wild fruits and vegetables. Sometimes you can use it with your carry-on Use a machete to cut off thick branches, dig a deep hole in the mud, cover it with twigs and grass leaves to hide it, and if you are lucky, you can catch some prey.Only when the weather is cold and the vegetation dies, nothing can be done. Once the dry food is exhausted, it is only natural that we will starve until we go out.

It was under such circumstances that I met Xiao Wu.

I got lost in the dense forest, and finally turned around in a mess, with a beard on my face, unlucky enough to lose my purse, and reluctantly walked to the street under hunger, to see where there was a job offer so I could apply for it.I overestimated my physical strength, so I had to rest against the wall outside the back door of a house for a while, basking in the sun to recover my strength.At this time, the somewhat faded red door opened an opening, and a young man flashed out from inside. His face and eyes were round, and the weather was not yet extremely cold. Perhaps it was because of the love of his family, that he was dressed in layers. One ball to warm up cheeks with a healthy blush.He was holding half a piece of sugar cake in his hand. When he saw me, he exclaimed and handed over the sugar cake. Seeing that I hadn't picked it up, he said in relief: "It doesn't matter. I broke the half piece with my hands. I didn't bite it." Pass." In fact, his movements are too coherent, and I haven't reacted yet.

Later, I took the half cake to eat, and he didn’t leave. He sat on the steps and drew a small picture on the ground with a branch. The content is not that he is good at drawing, but that he draws extremely poorly, but his handwriting is good. He solemnly and clearly marked the mysterious names of Red Dragon Horse, Qingyun Sword, Snow-Treading Horse, and General XX beside the chaotic graffiti.He drew it himself for a while and found it boring, so he asked me if I had read a story book called "Yan Yuntai", which told the story of a prince who went to the front to fight, and the enemy general he killed was his biological father .He said he got it from his brother. His brother was also a copy sent by a friend in other places. There is only one volume, and it cannot be bought locally. Both of them scratched their heads and wished they could fly to the author I saw the next volume next to me.

I replied that I hadn’t read it. He was very disappointed. He cheered up and asked me who I was and where I was going. I told him what I could answer. I claimed to be a traveler and had no fixed job. He asked me a series of questions in amazement, and begged me that if I saw the second volume of "Yanyuntai" in other places, I would definitely help buy it for him, and he would pay three times the price.I agreed, and when he was happy, he laughed out his missing front tooth.He told me that his nickname is "Xiao Wu" and he is already 13 years old. I was a little surprised. One is that his face is really childish. I thought he was only ten years old; At the age of ten, under the background of a man in his twenties, at the age of 13, he should have passed the level of being so obsessed with the script.

Saying goodbye to Xiao Wu, I found an inn to be a temporary handyman, this place lacked entertainment, I left after a few days in the town, and passed by that house when I left, I didn’t see the child with missing teeth, I didn’t Deliberately waiting for him, so we waited for another three years to meet again.

64. Twins 02

Three years later, I passed by this market town again, but I didn't see the boy outside the house. I sat and rested in the tea shed across the road.It was March when the spring breeze was blowing, and there was an apricot tree against the wall in the courtyard, which was in full bloom, and the white flowers spread the ground outside the wall.At this time, a young man opened the door and came out. He jumped down the steps. Although he had grown a lot, he could still tell from his facial features that it was undoubtedly the one who gave me the cake.

I stared at him, and if he turned his face away, I waved at him lightly, and he crossed the road suspiciously, walked into the tea shed with his head bowed, and sat on the bench beside me with his robe.Seeing that he half understood, I smiled and asked him if he still recognized me, "Three years ago, I fell outside this door and got you a piece of cake." He just remembered and felt dazed.I pushed the book that I had prepared earlier under my hand, "It's a book from many years ago, and I happened to find a book, and I will treat it as a reward for the cake."

He was very surprised and asked me how to thank me, but I didn't receive anything.Originally, I came here to repay his favor. A piece of cake was worthless, and it was really useful to me at the time. I found what he wanted and it was equal, even though I don’t know if he still reads the script.He happily resigned from me with fists in his arms, and ran straight home. I think he should like this book.

The second time is still just a point where we intersect.Let’s meet, don’t go in a hurry, after that, I went west all the way to the desert in the far west, and followed a caravan on the way back. One of them died of a sudden illness and was short of manpower, so I joined by the way and followed the caravan Traveling here and there for a year or two, buying the goods from one side at a low price and reselling them to the other side at a high price, learning a little bit about business.Then I got tired of it and got a severance package and started wandering around again.In fact, at this time, I had already traveled up and down the country for six to seven minutes, and gradually turned back to the boundary I had been to before, and happened to pass by that old house again.

The changes caused to this house in three years are greater than the traces left by time. It is no longer the original scenery, the vermilion paint is peeling off, there is not even a gatekeeper, only apricot blossoms are falling lonely, and the ground is piled up. .I have long understood the thing of opportunity after traveling all over the world. It is difficult to get it, but it is like a mountain tossing when it is lost.I try to knock on the door, if no one answers the door, if there is no one in the yard, I will stay here for a few days.

The gate was unlocked, and the courtyard was overgrown with overgrown grass, as if it had been uninhabited for a long time. I found an empty room, simply dusted off the cobweb dust, put down my luggage, and packed it up. This is an unsatisfactory temporary residence.I brought a little food and bought vegetables to cook in the kitchen, and it was not a bad meal.At night, I turned off the lights and went to sleep, and heard intermittent beeping sounds from the next door. I raised the light and walked over to take a picture. There was a person lying face down on the ground, beating the ground with his fists, and the sound came from here.I turned him over, only to realize that it was an old acquaintance, the boy named Xiao Wu.

His face was pale, his lips were dry and peeling, and he asked me for water weakly. I went back to the room and poured him a glass. It turned out to be the young son who was in high spirits back then.It happened that I had some leftover rice, so I gave it to him when it was cold, because in his state, it is very likely that he passed out before I reheated the rice well.He didn't get up after eating slowly, so I stood aside with my arms folded and asked him, "What's wrong with you?"

He rolled his eyes and said softly, "Hungry."

"Where are the others here?"

"Dead." He said, his eyes fell on me blankly, like an old friend saying hello: "Why are you here again?"

"Passing by, I thought there was no one there, and I wanted to stay overnight."

"Yeah." He lazily turned over and scratched his back, "Please do what you want."

I lived with him in peace for a few days, during which time I didn't see him, until there was another sound of beeping next door, I opened the door to check, he was still lying there unconscious, his posture hadn't changed much, I put When he woke up, he still asked for water and food, pecking at a lot like a bird. When I asked, he was really hungry and fainted.

He pointed to a certain vase on the cabinet in the southeast corner of the room, and told me that there was some money there, and hoped that I could give him leftovers from time to time while cooking, and I didn’t even need to start a new stove. As long as I had enough to live, I could eat whatever I wanted.Since it won't be too troublesome, I agreed, and I won't stay for long anyway.As for him, he is easy to feed, but he is so lazy, he will lie down unless necessary, and he will not take a step, but he may not get up when necessary. He would rather starve himself to death than go out to buy something to eat. Obviously there is no shortage of money, except for what he told me, he promises to have other hidden properties.

He said that his father passed away two years ago, and his brother went to learn martial arts from his master. He was the only one at home. Looking for death, it is inconceivable that he can survive these two years with the momentum of starving himself to death.

We don't interfere with each other, except when I'm eating, I call out to him to eat. He wanted me to bring it to him, but I refused without hesitation. After all, I gave him food out of humanitarian spirit It's unreasonable to pamper him if he doesn't want his little money.

After a few weeks without incident, I regained my energy and felt that it was time to go on the road again. One morning I went to his room, but he was still asleep. This time he was lying on the bed honestly. Got to go."

He was taken aback when he heard the words, and said in a daze, "I haven't heard this name for a long time."

When I bid farewell to him, he thought for a while, then sat up and said, "I'll be with you."

I must not agree, but Xiao Wu is not the kind of character who cares about my thoughts.He said that it is not possible, just treat us as just right