Cannon fodder, Shizun, he doesn't want to [pass through the book]

Jiang Huaiyu's eyes fell on the water chestnut of the building along the night. In the darkness, the water chestnut of the building began to deform in his eyes. There was a huge vortex, which entangled the water chestnut of the building and twisted the water chestnut of the building into a "ten".

There is a countdown on the word "ten" [00:26:46]

时间在不停流逝［00：26：45］［00：26：44］［00：26：43］［00：26：42］［00：26：41］……

Jiang Huaiyu stared at the rapid loss of time, feeling powerless. He wanted to make a decision quickly, but he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. The whole body was sinking, first his feet were submerged, then his waist, then his shoulders, nose, eyes...

When the eyes were submerged, Jiang Huaiyu felt sore eyes, and he raised his head to touch them.

warm.

It's tears.

……

Jiang Huaiyu didn't know why he was crying. It stands to reason that he should give up Xie Mian. Xie Mian's weight is not comparable to that of his grandfather. He is just an apprentice from another world who has had close contact with him, that's all.

But, why, when you think about it, you can't bear it?

I can't bear to let him be suppressed in Moyuan, and I can't bear to see him again.

This feeling of reluctance is different from his dependence on his grandfather, it seems... is...

The warmth turned cold at the fingertips, and the coldness stimulated the brain through the afferent nerve endings. Jiang Huaiyu put down his hands, unable to imagine what kind of emotion it was, and there was only one thought in his extremely low and chaotic mind - to go home.

Deliberately ignoring the choice, Jiang Huaiyu rushed back to his hometown where there were phoenix trees against the cold wind in late autumn.

When I got home, the lights were off.

Jiang Huaiyu lowered his voice, walked through the study, and pushed away his grandfather's bedroom.After pushing it away, he didn't turn on the light, but stood at the door, looking at the dim bedroom.

The countdown is still going on, and the countdown time is [00:17:59].

Jiang Huaiyu stared through the extremely thin white countdown numbers across the door, staring blankly at everything in the bedroom, even though it was dark, he couldn't see anything.

His mind was blank, he didn't know what to think, he could only watch.

With a "click", the bright incandescent light instantly illuminated the entire bedroom, and Jiang Huaiyu raised his hand uncomfortably to cover the piercing light.

"Turn off the fire, where did people go?" Jiang Chengan turned on the bedside lamp, sat up from the bed, and reached for the reading glasses on the bedside table.

The bright incandescent light dispelled the coldness of late autumn, and Jiang Huaiyu felt a tinge of warmth. He regained his senses from a state of trance, and forced a smile on his face.

"You haven't slept yet?"

"After sorting out the books, I haven't slept yet."

Jiang Huaiyu saw that in the bedroom, three textbooks were found and placed neatly on the bedside table. He presumably planned to give them to those who needed them tomorrow morning.

Jiang Chengan put on his presbyopic glasses, the lenses reflected light, he looked at Jiang Huaiyu, Jiang Huaiyu looked tired, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and his eyes were a little red upon closer inspection.

"Where did you go, kid? It's so late." Jiang Chengan repeated the previous question.

"I went to the Internet cafe. I have something to do at work."

"Work is not going well? I think you have been out of shape since you came home." Jiang Chengan said, "Did you get fired? Or... What happened? If something happened, go home and rest for a while. I'm missing a bite of your meal."

Jiang Cheng'an's voice was muddy and steady, and every word and every word stepped on Jiang Huaiyu's heart, making Jiang Huaiyu's eyes sore.

The words spoken to him by the existence behind the system resurfaced in his mind again, submerging him like a raging tide.

Regardless of whether to stay with grandpa or refuse to agree, return to that world, and return to Xie Mian's side.

Jiang Huaiyu encountered such a difficult choice for the first time, he tried his best to suppress his emotions, lowered his head, and avoided crying.

"I wasn't expelled, and I didn't go out..." The three words stuck in my throat, and I couldn't say anything.

Jiang Huaiyu's tears dripped uncontrollably on the ground, leaving a mass of wet marks. He never knew that facing the dependent elders, a person would collapse so easily, and collapsed completely in just a few words.

"I... don't want you to go."

Jiang Chengan's cloudy old eyes were a little puzzled as to why Jiang Huaiyu said he didn't want him to leave, but he didn't show it. Instead, he stood up, took out two pieces of paper from the drawer and handed them to Jiang Huaiyu with an absolutely calm attitude. Look at this self-educated child.

Jiang Huaiyu didn't take the tissue, he still lowered his head, tears rolling down on the ground.

"Grandpa, tell me you want to live."

Jiang Chengan's eyes were even more puzzled. After a while, he said gently and tolerantly: "When I get old, everyone wants to live, not just me."

"That's not what I meant." Jiang Huaiyu suddenly raised his head, he saw the countdown time [00:14:13], fear occupied Jiang Huaiyu's entire mind, and his whole body was trembling.

"What I mean is, grandpa, tell me that you want to live, to do what you want to do, to go wherever you want to go."

Jiang Chengan saw too many strong winds and waves, so he raised his hand to hold his shoulder, and Jiang Chengan remained calm.

"What happened."

Jiang Chengan's hands were old and even hotter. The heat was transmitted to the skin through the fabric, and Jiang Huaiyu's trembling emotions barely calmed down.He wiped away his tears, slid along the door frame and sat on the ground, pinching his palms to calm himself down.

However, I can't calm down at all.

Jiang Huaiyu gritted his teeth, trying to stop the tears from rolling down.

He contemplated for a moment before telling the truth.

"I'm from a year later."

"What did you say?" Jiang Chengan looked at Jiang Huaiyu in shock, but he quickly suppressed the shock.

He never thought that the Jiang Huaiyu in front of him came from a year later, but when he thought about it carefully, there were actually traces to follow. Jiang Huaiyu was busy with work at this time, and logically it was impossible to come back. He was still in an extremely bad state when he came back, and he seemed to be under pressure.

Jiang Huaiyu's voice was choked with sobs.

"One year ago today, you died in your sleep. The cause of death was an asymptomatic cerebral hemorrhage. I was busy with work and didn't come back to see you for the last time. I felt guilty all the time. One year later, I got a deal and completed the deal , go back a year ago today to see you.

"According to the deal, death is irreversible. I can only accompany you for one day. After one day, everything will return to the original state."

Jiang Huaiyu choked up so much that she cried even when she spoke.

"I don't want to go back to the original, I don't want you to die, I have a chance, Grandpa, as long as you tell me, you want to live..."

"I can give up everything, and I can also bear the infamy."

At this moment, selfishness crazily occupied Jiang Huaiyu's heart like a poisonous snake, entangled all his reason.Jiang Huaiyu felt that he was completely trapped in the quagmire, like a fish that had been ripped open.

A very soft sigh sounded from the bedroom.

Jiang Chengan squatted down, his thoughts turned a thousand times, and in the end, only one urgent question came out of his mouth, "Is the transaction harmful to you?"

Jiang Huaiyu was stunned. He looked at Jiang Chengan and said, "I don't think so."

"That's good." Jiang Cheng'an had some difficulty squatting, so he just sat on the ground like Jiang Huaiyu, one old and one young, spanning two eras.

"You just said, what does it mean to give up everything and bear the infamy? I really can't figure out what chance will lead to the above situation."

Jiang Chengan was extremely calm about Jiang Huaiyu's words from a year later, and he was also extremely calm about death, unbelievably calm.

In fact, it was not without reason that Jiang Chengan was so calm.

After his wife died of a heart attack because of her daughter's anger, he had already looked down on everything.

Jiang Huaiyu pursed her lips, her throat was dry.

Tears blurred his vision, he stared at the countdown timer on the floor, [00:10:23]

"Opportunity does not actually lead to giving up everything and bearing infamy. What leads to giving up everything and infamy is the price of opportunity."

"What's the price?"

"The price is... giving up Xie Mian, accepting the consequences of disaster, or the sins of a few people who will die in your place."

Jiang Chengan took off his presbyopic glasses, he looked at Jiang Huaiyu, and his words hit the center of the topic, "Is it worth it?"

He didn't ask anything, and he didn't ask Xie Mian, he just asked if it was worth it.

Xie Mian appeared in Jiang Huaiyu's mouth, he should be an important person.

Jiang Huaiyu felt that the grip on his palm was lighter, and he couldn't feel the pain anymore. It was as if there were sand in his eyes, and he felt uncomfortable. He turned his head to avoid looking at Jiang Chengan.

"I think it should be worth it."

"Look me in the eyes and talk, don't use words like should."

[00:8:49]

Along with the countdown, a sentence appeared next to the countdown, [If you feel that it is painful to never return to that world, you can erase your memory]

Jiang Huaiyu stared at the countdown, feeling that the countdown looked like a devil's minions, and the words that accompanied it were devils.

The light from the bedroom is projected into the living room, and the living room is hazy under the light, as if there are "ten" characters everywhere.

"worth."

Jiang Chengan nodded. He stood up, walked to the bed, squatted down, and took out a book from the bedside cabinet.

The name of the book is The Tempest, written by Shakespeare. ①

"Come and read Act Two, Scene One."

Jiang Huaiyu lost all strength in his body. He took the book and it didn't feel heavy before. At this moment, Jiang Huaiyu felt that the book was extremely heavy.

"Everything in the past is a prologue. Love all, trust a few, and live up to anyone..."①

"Okay, no need to read." Jiang Chengan waved his hand to signal Jiang Huaiyu not to read, "Just remember the first sentence."

Jiang Huaiyu froze, he realized something.Two warm tears appeared on the page.

Jiang Chengan lay on the bed by himself, and said, "After I fall asleep, donate my books to those who need them. You can keep two copies as souvenirs."

"Then, help me give the child Xiaohuan the teaching aids so that she can study hard."

"Finally, don't sell the house. I have to come back and take a look when I have some free time."

At first, there were two tears on the page of the book. Following Jiang Chengan's words, more and more tears appeared on the page, wetting a large group of pages, and the handwriting became blurred under the tears.

Jiang Huaiyu's eyes became blurred like handwriting, but he had blurred it before, and now it is even blurred, so blurred that it hurts.

"I can't do it, and I don't want to."

Jiang Chengan sighed with a rare serious voice, "You must do it. First, your grandfather and I will never accept that someone will die in my place, or that disasters will happen because of me.

"I'll live with guilt and a bad conscience for the rest of my life.

"Second, you shouldn't become someone who gives up everything and bears a bad name. I didn't teach your mother. You, I hope I taught you well.

"I expect you to be upright and kind, with no shame in your heart.

"Third, in fact, I have been dreaming recently, dreaming about the past, dreaming that your grandma came to pick me up, sometimes she turned into a big moth, dreaming about my bedroom.

"I was just afraid that you were worried, so I didn't tell you. I had a hunch that I would face death sooner or later. Just in case, I left you a few words, just in the storm—see later. I want to Ask you something more important."

Jiang Huaiyu was crying uncontrollably. He wiped away the tears, but the tears flowed out uncontrollably. Jiang Huaiyu had no ability to think. He closed the book, afraid that the tears would completely destroy the book.

"I……"

From a distance, the old man's gray hair shone like stars in the light.

He looked at Jiang Huaiyu and asked, "Who is Xie Mian?"

"Xie Mian is my apprentice."

Jiang Chengan thought they were lovers, he had never seen Jiang Huaiyu caring about anyone, and stopped pursuing Xie Mian, Jiang Chengan asked again, "How long is it before I die?"

Jiang Huaiyu choked up, and under Jiang Chengan's gaze, he looked at the countdown.

Jiang Chengan said: "As an elder, I hope you respect my choice."

Jiang Huaiyu hugged the book tightly, her voice hoarse and weak, "00:03:00"

Jiang Chengan nodded, the wrinkles around his eyes were extremely deep, and these wrinkles contained his hard work all his life.He closed his eyes, only his chapped lips moved, like a big moth about to fly away.

"The last minute."

"Take the book."

"Turn around and move forward. One step is about 70 centimeters. Now take six steps forward and leave the bedroom."

Blood flowed out from Jiang Huaiyu's palm, staining the sides of his palm red.He turned around extremely stiffly, and walked forward according to Jiang Chengan's instructions. Every time he took a step, he felt more empty in his heart and heavier in his steps.

After walking two steps, Jiang Huaiyu wanted to turn around, but Jiang Chengan's voice came from behind him.

"Don't look back."

"Turn off the lights and close the door."

"I'm sleepy."

……

Jiang Huaiyu didn't know how he left the bedroom, it should have floated out, like rootless duckweed, it floated past the living room, out of the house, and out of the house.

The cold wind pierced through the bones, and the night buried all the scenery, turned into sharp knives, and stabbed at Jiang Huaiyu.Jiang Huaiyu felt cold, so he bit the back of his hand to stop crying. With the faint light in the corridor, Jiang Huaiyu opened "The Tempest".

A sheet of paper is sandwiched between the last pages of The Tempest.The paper is brand new, it is a very common homework paper, with three lines of red letters written on it with a pen, and the red letters are neatly written.

——Birth, old age, sickness and death are very common. Everyone who comes into this world will leave.

If you believe, look up to the sky at night.

I exist in the vast expanse of starry sky.

[00:00:00]

Jiang Huaiyu had just finished reading the three lines of red letters, and with a tick, the countdown ended.

……

In the dark room, faint starlight scattered on some old windowsills, Jiang Chengan completely closed his eyes, sleeping peacefully.

……

The countdown ended as Jiang Huaiyu expected. Jiang Huaiyu's eyes hurt, his eye sockets hurt, his throat hurt, and a dry, sour taste permeated his whole body.

Jiang Huaiyu stared at the countdown, recalling Jiang Chengan's words, and looked up at the sky.The sky is as thin as a black veil, countless stars are scattered on the black veil, they are extremely far away from the earth, looking at the starry sky above from the ground.

Magnificent and vast.

No longer muddy and sticky like sewage.

The author has something to say: ①From the Tempest, Shakespeare, Act II, Scene I.