The Evil World of Five Turbidities [Double Life]

Xiaomi Gao put the flute to her lips, closed her eyes and played it.

In fact, Xiaomi Cake is quite good at playing, at least the best that Bai Ze has ever heard. Except that the sound quality is not as good as those of those expensive flutes, the rhythm, intonation, emotion and other aspects are not inferior to them.

The sound of the flute echoed in the bamboo forest, Bai Ze closed his eyes and enjoyed it.The sound of the millet cake's flute was melodious, lingering and pleasing to the ears, and the depression in Bai Ze's heart slowly melted away with the sound of the flute, and he felt a lot more relaxed physically and mentally.

The bright moonlight shines on the two teenagers through the bamboo leaves. The wind is not cold tonight, and together with the melodious sound of the flute, they are gently wrapped around them. This is the rare tranquility and peace of mind in the world.

After listening to the flute playing in the middle of the night, Bai Ze naturally didn't read the book, but fortunately, Bai Zhuo and Mo Niang didn't know the content of the book, so when they checked Bai Ze's homework the next day, they were fooled by Bai Ze just like that. It was the first time for Bai Ze to do this kind of thing, and he seemed very nervous, but his parents only thought that he was nervous because he was being checked for homework, and they didn't doubt it much.

Bai Ze felt guilty, and he didn't intend to lie to his parents, but he really didn't want to hear those words that weighed a thousand pounds, so he went back to his room, sat quietly for a while, and was about to start reading seriously again.

The moment he opened the book, he suddenly felt nauseous and had a splitting headache. He closed the book again with a "snap" and felt better. He tried many times and changed many books, but it was still the same. Knowing what's wrong with him, he also knows that this state is wrong, very wrong, but he can't change it, he would rather listen to Xiaomi Cake playing the flute than reading a book.

He deeply felt that he was sorry for his parents, but the more he had such thoughts, the more afraid he was to see those books. Those books became terrible monsters in his eyes, and he felt that there was also a rebellious monster living in his heart. As soon as the monster started to roar, he would go to Xiaomi Cake to play the flute for him, and only the sound of Xiaomi Cake's flute could calm the monster down.

As for the matter of Liu Han and the bookstore, Mo Niang and Bai Zhuo came to the door with Bai Ze, who strongly demanded to go with them, to apologize and lost the money. Seeing their sincerity, they didn't say anything else.They had seen Bai Ze's power before, and they were a little afraid of him for a while, and they didn't dare to mention dealing with him again. However, since then, no one has any contact with the Bai family, and they also shy away when they meet on the road. His playmates also stayed away from him, and Xiaomi Gao was the only playmate left.

Xiaomi Cake is very diligent in Bai's house, and actively helps the family with various housework, sweeping and mopping the floor, chopping firewood and even cooking, and sometimes helps Bai Zhuo to carry luggage. Zhuo relieved a lot of burden.

Mo Niang can finish the needlework during the day instead of staying up late at night, Bai Zhuo can also carry less heavy objects, and his neck and shoulders are no longer so sore, while Bai Ze still only needs to do reading. The difference from before is that Bai Ze used to really sit in the room and read a book, but now, he is sitting in the room in a daze, and he still can't open those books. Only Xiaomi Cake knows about this, but generally speaking, It can be regarded as a stable time.

"It would be great if the story only ended here." Bai Ze took a sip of tea, paused for a while, and a slightly self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I couldn't read books at that time, and it was useless to worry about it. Maybe in those days In the long river of life, it will get better slowly, and then I will apologize to my parents."

It's a pity that time is sometimes cruel.

That day, Bai Ze was sitting in his room fighting against monster books as usual, when Xiaomi Cake suddenly pushed open the door of his room.

Bai Ze followed Xiaomi Cake all the way to the river, and was still dazed when he saw his parents' wet corpses, surrounded by people pointing and pointing, but no one stepped forward to help.

On the way here, Xiaomi Gao briefly told him what had happened. Today, Mo Niang, Bai Zhuo and Xiaomi Gao went to the river, Mo Niang went to wash clothes, and Bai Zhuo was going to take Xiao Xiaomiao to catch some fish for today's dinner. Bai Zhuo made fishing rods and asked Xiaomi Cake to catch earthworms as bait.

Unexpectedly, the river port where Mo Niang washed clothes suddenly shattered for some reason, and Mo Niang fell into the river with the broken stones without standing still. Bai Zhuo was close, so he jumped down to save Mo Niang , but was entangled in aquatic plants, and it was difficult for him to escape.

Xiaomi Cake went a little far to catch earthworms, and when Mo Niang fell into the water, he also heard the movement. When he realized that something was wrong, he ran to this side immediately, calling for help while running, but it was a pity that those who were watching the fun People, no one is going to save people.

The millet cake is good in water, so he jumped into the river and fished Mo Niang up first, but unfortunately Mo Niang was out of breath, so he quickly went down to rescue Bai Zhuo, the water plants were so entangled that the millet cake almost couldn't get up However, due to the long delay, when Bai Zhuo was caught, he was already dying.

"Aze..." Xiaomi Cake said cautiously, "Let's take parents...let's go home..."

Bai Ze suddenly recovered from his stupor, his heart was shattered in an instant, he knelt down and fell to the ground, breaking down and crying while hugging his parents.

"Father! Mother! Wake up! Don't scare me! Don't scare me!" Bai Ze cried heartbreakingly, but his parents didn't move at all, "I was wrong! I study! I am obedient! I will be obedient from now on! I Study day and night! Work harder! I still want to lead you to live a good life! Do you hear that! Get up! Get up!"

"No! No!" Bai Ze yelled like crazy, "I lied to you! I haven't read for a long time! In fact, I'm sitting in my room in a daze! I'm disobedient! Get up and scold me! You can beat me Get up and hit me! Get up..."

Xiaomi Cake followed him and knelt beside the corpse, wiping away tears quietly. He didn't stop Bai Ze, but let him vent his emotions. Bai Ze cried for nearly two hours, and he gradually became quiet until the crowd dispersed. Come down, but the tears are still flowing out.

Xiaomi Gao stood up and hugged Bai Ze, buried his face in his stomach, and stroked his hair, Bai Ze's tears soon soaked Xiaomi Gao's clothes.

"Xiaomi, let's... take parents home..." he said in a hoarse voice, at this moment he could hardly make a sound, if it wasn't for Xiaomi being so close, he wouldn't have heard what he said at all.

Bai Ze and Xiaomi Cake took their parents home one by one, and then set up a mourning hall, performed funeral affairs, and attended the funeral. While doing these things, Bai Ze never cried again, but his face became paler and his figure became smaller and smaller. Thin and thin, the rice cakes were cooked for him to make porridge, and he vomited after taking only one or two mouthfuls, and couldn't swallow it.

Holding on to send his parents up the mountain, Bai Ze finally couldn't hold on when he returned to the gate of the courtyard in a daze, and fell down as soon as his body softened.

He has a high fever, and in a daze, he can feel that Xiaomi Cake has been taking care of him by his side, feeding him water, medicine, and porridge, and sometimes hugging him, patting his back to comfort him, all movements Extremely gentle, as if afraid of hurting him.

Half-dream and half-awake, he could still hear Xiaomi Cake often sitting beside his bed playing the flute, the sound of the flute was gentle, softly entering his dream.In the beginning, he had nightmares again and again, as if falling into an abyss of pain. The faces of his parents appeared in various poses in his dreams, and it was the sound of the millet cake that pulled him up from the abyss little by little.

Gradually, he had fewer nightmares, and it seemed that he didn't only have pain in his heart, and he could really sleep more and more peacefully.

Bai Ze slept for ten days and ten nights, and Xiaomi Cake watched him for ten days and ten nights. When he finally fully woke up, Xiaomi Cake was sitting by the window with his back to him, playing the flute.

Looking at his figure, he seemed to be a little thinner.

"Microcakes." Bai Ze called softly.

After a meal, Xiaomi put down the flute and ran over quickly.

"Aze, are you awake?" He choked up, "Are you hungry? Thirsty? What do you want to eat and drink?"

Bai Ze licked his lips and said, "I want to drink porridge."

"Okay, okay." Millet Cake's throat rolled, "I'll get it for you."

He brought the porridge, and he carefully lifted Bai Ze to lean against the bed, and fed him spoonful by spoonful. When he was unconscious before, he could barely swallow a little bit of water and porridge fed by Xiaomi Cake. Today he Feeling better, he even drank the whole bowl, after eating the hot porridge, Bai Ze's complexion improved a lot.

"Did I...did I talk nonsense in my dream?" Bai Ze asked.

Xiaomi Cake wiped his mouth for him, turned his face slightly, and said, "You... keep saying, parents are sorry."

Bai Ze lowered his eyes, tears fell silently, Xiaomi Gao wanted to reach out his hand to hug him, but he hesitated halfway, but Bai Ze took the initiative to pull Xiaomi Gao over and buried his face in his chest, Xiaomi Gao half stretched out his hand Only then did it land on Bai Ze, rubbing his back lightly.

Under the careful care and comfort of Xiaomi Cake, Bai Ze gradually accepted this cruel fact, and gradually healed from the pain. But even if such a wound heals, it will form an eternal scab in his heart, but life must continue.

It's just that since then, he sealed up all the books and never touched them again.

On the day of sealing the book, Bai Ze was a little silent, and Xiaomi Cake didn't bother him too much. He closed the box and locked it, walked to the window, and stared out the window without saying a word.

It's early spring, and the saplings in the yard are sprouting new buds. Occasionally, spring warblers can be heard, and the swallows under the eaves are feeding their children. The little swallows will grow up and fly away, and the big swallows will grow old and die.Life after life, generation after generation, I don't know when we will meet again, but the fate of the whole life is the love of the whole life. Those joys and sorrows are the joy of life and the weight of life.

Parents left some silver at home, but relying on these alone is definitely not enough for them to live for long. Bai Ze and Xiaomi Cake wanted to go out and find some errands to make a living, but because they were afraid of Bai Ze's strange power, no one dared to take them, so they I started to grow vegetables and rice by myself, and occasionally wanted to eat meat, so I went to the market in disguise, and exchanged the vegetables and rice I grew for some money to buy meat.

That day, when Bai Ze and Xiaomi Cake came back from the market, they suddenly heard the melodious sound of a flute not far away. Xiaomi Cake suddenly became interested, and pulled Bai Ze towards the direction of the sound. In the school, they found a corner and squatted down, quietly peeking inside.

"Aze, this song is really nice. I've never heard it before. It's also the first time I've seen this style of playing." Xiaomi Cake said excitedly.

The flute teacher started to explain how to play the flute after playing the tune, and Xiaomi Cake also took out his bamboo flute and followed the teacher seriously, keeping his eyes on and concentrating.

While staring at his husband, he whispered happily: "Ah Ze, when I learn how to go back and play for you."

Bai Ze stared at Xiaomi Cake's serious side face, and his heart moved slightly. At this moment, he was envious of Xiaomi Cake. There was light in his eyes, which was the fiery light of his favorite things.

What about my light?Bai Ze asked himself, why did the small world that belonged only to him in the book accumulate dust?That was something I once loved so much, why did I turn it into a forbidden item that I couldn't touch?

Bai Ze clenched his fists, the ice in his heart seemed to melt little by little under Xiaomi Cake's fiery eyes.

As soon as he got home, he moved out of the box he put in the corner and carefully wiped the dust on it. He slowly opened the box and slowly took out the book he had read halfway. Dare to open it.

"Aze." Xiaomi Cake squatted beside him, "Don't think too much, it's what you love, nothing else."

Bai Ze took a deep breath, and turned the book to the place he had marked last time. The handwriting was clear, there was no nausea or headache, the joy of doing what he liked was returning to his heart little by little, and his small world was reopened After entering the door, Bai Ze was fascinated quickly, he just squatted there, motionless, the millet cake didn't bother him, got up and walked to the bed, took out the flute and played the new tune that he just learned today.

When Bai Ze finally finished reading the book, he realized that his legs were numb, so Xiaomi Cake went to help him.

"Ah Ze, your clothes are dirty." He pointed to a corner of Bai Ze's clothes, "Maybe it was just squatting in front of the school, let me pat it for you." Xiaomi Cake patted it a few times, but found that it couldn't be patted off. "It's probably stained with water, and it becomes a stubborn stain. You take it off, and I'll wash it for you."

"No need, no need." Bai Ze quickly waved his hand, I can wash it myself. "Speaking of going to get clothes to change.

"Aze." Xiaomi Cake pulled him back, "I just like you to be clean, I don't see you being a little dirty, I want to wash your clothes, please satisfy me, I am happy."

Bai Ze was taken aback, and the tip of his ears suddenly felt a little hot. The young man who didn't know what Dou was, thought it was just embarrassment to trouble others.

Bai Ze agreed to him, and when Xiaomi Cake went to wash clothes, Bai Ze went to the gate of the courtyard to water the flowers and plants. It was almost dusk, and Bai Ze saw the beautiful scenery of the setting sun in the distance, so he put down the kettle and stared at the beautiful scenery to concentrate on it. Initiated to stay.

"Aze." Xiaomi Cake had already washed the clothes at some point.

Bai Ze turned his head and saw Xiaomi Cake sitting on the Xiaochaimen smiling at him.

For a long time to come, they will grow vegetables by themselves, water the flowers, go to the mountains and rivers if they want to, and go shopping if they want to go to the market. Comfortable, very happy.

One day, Baize had just finished reading the book, and asked Xiaomi Cake, "Do you think I'm worthless without pursuit?"

Xiaomi Cake put down his flute and shook his head, "Then I may not be good for anything." He looked at Bai Ze seriously, "Ah Ze, I really like my life now. I have been wandering for so many years and have no fixed place. I feel that I am about to die. I have become an emotionless monster, and I lived without knowing why every day, until I met you, and my heart and my people have been at peace since then." He smiled, "I don't care who is promising or not, we are now Doing what you like every day, living a small life quietly, I feel very good and content, I cherish every day now, and I can live this kind of life for a long, long time."

"Actually, I thought so too." Bai Ze said, "It's just that my parents expected too much of me before, and I didn't dare to say it, and I didn't even dare to think about it. When this thought popped up, I forced him down."

"Aze, have you ever blamed your parents?"

"Never." Bai Ze said softly, "They just want to get rid of this fate too much. My parents have cared for me, and I am forever grateful to them. If there is a next life, I want to be their parents and take care of them, so that I can let them go. I will return it, the kindness of this life."

Xiaomi Cake nodded knowingly.

"That's right." Bai Ze took the millet cake's flute and looked at it, "Your flute is about to break again. My family has a piece of ancestral Hetian jade, which is of good material and happens to be long. I'll use it for you. Make a jade flute."

Xiaomi Cake quickly waved his hands and said, "No, it's your family's ancestral jade. Make me a flute. What a waste. I use a bamboo flute and it's fine."

Bai Ze smiled slightly: "It's useless for me to keep it, and it's impossible to pawn the things passed down from my ancestors. Good things have to be used to the best of their ability, and they are wasted only if they are left in dust. It's just right to make a flute for you. I think it's worth it."

Xiaomi Cake didn't dare to accept it, so she shied away: "Aze, this is too precious, I, I think I still..."

"Microcakes." Bai Ze interrupted him, "I have nothing to give you, I want to do something for you, satisfy me, I am happy."

Xiaomi Cake was stunned, then smiled, and finally nodded.

"Then give Dizi a name." Xiaomiao said.

Bai Ze thought for a while, then said: "I can't think of it now, I will tell you when I finish the flute."

"Okay."

They got up and walked to the courtyard, sitting on the stools and blowing the evening breeze comfortably.

"Small cakes."

"Ok?"

"It's not bad to live like this for a lifetime."

"I can't ask for it."

"Sorry, the story is a bit long." Bai Ze said gently.

"It's okay." Chi Weirong said, "Mr. Bai's story caught my heart."

"Common clothes, vegetables and rice, Coke for life, no need to plan long-distance travel." Xuxu shook Xunfeng and said.

At this time, the food has already been served, desserts have been replaced, and tea has been added one after another.

Jiang Xunya rested her chin and listened engrossed. When she heard that Bai Ze's parents were not there, she even wiped away a few tears. Ersan listened ignorantly, but she was also extremely serious. Ming Miao ate and listened calmly.

"Yes." Bai Ze smiled wryly, "It's fine if the story ends here."

Bai Ze regained his love for books, and soon he ran out of the stock at home. The money they grow vegetables and sell is only enough to buy some meat occasionally, and they can't afford the consumption of a book. I read the books I read over and over again, and the pages were all torn.

"Aze!" One day, Bai Ze was reading the book that he had already mastered by heart, and Xiaomi Cake came back from the outside and called him excitedly, "Aze! Take a look, is this the last time you said you wanted to?" The book you want?"

"Exactly!" Bai Ze took a look and said excitedly, but quickly frowned, "This book is not cheap, how did you buy it?"

The author has something to say:

"Common clothes, vegetables and rice, Coke for life, no need to travel far away." -Shen Fu "Six Chapters of a Floating Life"