The grass seeks the end of the world

Hong Luo's words extinguished my last hope.

He told me that life is worthless here, it’s a day going forward, and a day going against it, it depends on how you live, live well, live well, live well, live well, live poorly, hehe...

I begged him to let me do another job, but he looked at me, but he didn't like it, so he asked me to try it.

Manage accounts?I haven't learned it, and he doesn't allow me to interfere in this business.

Luthier?This works.It's just that I have never heard of his melodious music, let alone play it.After studying hard for three days, I nourished the description a little bit. I was apprehensive, so I changed into the lake-colored light shirt that Hong Luo gave me, and put a silver hairpin on my head. I applied powder on my face... Zhu, holding Qin in his arms, followed behind the two elder brothers and entered a small courtyard of the fireworks hall.

It is said that the guests in the small courtyard are either rich or noble, and the hospitality is also the best.

I saw acquaintances.

——Of course not a certain adult, he has always cherished feathers, and it is said that he was the first person to draw a line with my father.

Is his butler.

Although I haven't met a few times, I remember his appearance.

Sitting next to him were two strangers, with big arms and round waists, with their arms open, their thick black fur on their backs, and their manners were very vulgar.

It was normal at first, I played the piano, and the two older brothers talked with strangers.

They are younger than me, but the order of seniority here is not based on age but seniority. The newcomer who enters the door will always be the younger brother, unless another newcomer arrives.I am currently the youngest with three others.

Playing the melody, I peeked at the table, they were drinking, talking, coquettish, coquettish...

"The luthier is new?" The butler didn't order a husband, just drank alone. After watching me play a piece, he asked, "What's your name?"

I quickly stood up and said in a low voice, "I...my name is Hua Yan."

Probably he has long forgotten who I used to be, that's good, I'm less embarrassed.

He smiled and said, "Good playing, I would like to offer you a toast."

Looking at the wine glass he used, I hesitated.

He quickly brought an empty glass and poured it for me.

Just a glass of wine, just drink it... just drink it.

However, with just one glass of wine, I felt dizzy and couldn't stand upright, crushing the whole table of wine and food.

His hands and feet were weak and he couldn't move, but his mind was still clear.

I saw the two men push away the brothers next to them,

I heard the housekeeper say: "You have received the benefit and know what to do. It's a pity that I'm not good at Nanfeng, otherwise it won't be your turn."

Two wine-stained hands reached out and tore open the shirt.

A large piece of gnawed bone was stuffed into my mouth.

I was turned over, leftovers stuck to my upper body, and the private place below was cool and creamy...

Then there is the heart-piercing pain!

—Two people, take turns!

I can't even bite my tongue and kill myself.

No matter how stupid I am, I understand that there is something wrong with it. The housekeeper looked at me with very dim eyes. Listening to him, this should not be his idea, so...

Father, that's what it means to mishandle bandits.

They were done, leaving a cold copper on my face, and left laughing.

The two elder brothers also looked at me with sympathy.

But sympathy is also limited to "you are bleeding, take care of yourself."

I lay in bed all day with a fever.

Hong Luo came over, sighed and said: "Just a glass of wine, just being in such a mess, this is the easiest way, you're in the pit. People like you will die the fastest here, stupid."

Seeing that I was speechless, he advised me: "Look, in this business, no matter how versatile you are, you have to take this step sooner or later. It is not easy to do our business, you must have a wink, if you refuse a guest's wine, you will disturb the customer. If you let someone get angry, you will be beaten to death. Don't forget, you are an official slave. To put it bluntly, you are an object that has passed the Ming road, and you cannot be counted as a person."

He also said: "You are too old and your bones are hard. Fortunately, you have piano skills, otherwise it would be even more difficult to make a living."

Hong Luo looked at me and continued: "If you figure it out, you will stay here for a long time. You will not be able to do this business in the future. You can teach children and fulfill your wish back then. If you make troubles, it's up to you. Dead is just dead, no one cares about it. Anyway, your parents didn't give birth to you to let you die."

……

Every day after that, I live with a little bit of hope.

I want to see—him.

He never comes to the fireworks hall.

Thinking about it, it was indeed not suitable for him here.He better not come.

It is only known from others that he often goes to Yunmengju, Lianxiang Pavilion, Jingxiu Tower and so on.

I don't know if I'm sad because he doesn't go to school, or because he only looks for girls.

But soon I didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Because I didn't even have the only way to survive.

Then, I will quickly abolish it below.

From the front yard to the back yard, there are six people in one room.

The only thing to eat is gruel every night, to ensure that the bottom is unobstructed, and to ensure that there is no energy to commit suicide.

In the same way, no sharp objects are left around, and only a bed of coarse cloth is used to cover the body.

The six people supervise each other. If another accident occurs, the others will sit together and not give porridge for three days.

So we can't seek death, lying on the bed half dead every day, waiting for the boy to lead someone to do those things with the back and mouth.

Don't remember the year and month.

until--

That day, I was dozing off, and a black shadow was cast before my eyes.

Even the thought of looking up was exhausted, I moved a little, from lying on my side to lying on my stomach, showing that I was alive.

Indicates that one can be used by...

As for the coarse cloth covering his body, he can pull it off if he wants to, but he can just leave it that way if he doesn't want to.

A hand reached out and wiped my face.

Immediately began to tremble.

I raised my head in astonishment, this--the man with a dusty face, a man full of vicissitudes, and tears running down his face, is Uncle Wang.

Regardless of the numbness, he hugged me and cried loudly.

"I've been looking for you for more than two years, and I finally found you. Just bear with me, bear with me, and I'll raise money to redeem you!"

I was dumbfounded.

He took out all over his body, held a handful of copper coins and silver notes, and told the boy that he would keep this man for a few days, and then he asked the doctor to come over and take a look.

Hong Luo rushed over after hearing the news, first congratulated me, and then invited Uncle Wang out to discuss my price.

After a long time, Uncle Wang walked up to me with a serious face and told me to hold on, he would come back in a month at most.

Everyone congratulated me, and of course, there were some malicious looks, but it didn't matter to me anymore.

I can still see him, even though I know he won't like me or even hate me, but I can still look at him.

——If I can really be redeemed.

I try to live.

A month passed quickly.

Uncle Wang didn't come.

Three days, seven days, ten days, another month passed quickly.

The money has been spent long ago, and the treatment has returned to the previous miserable state.

However, Uncle Wang still did not come.

Hong Luo carefully told me that it was easy to get in and difficult to get out, and the other party probably didn't have enough money, so she advised me to open it.

I, what else can't I think about.Even if I guessed the relationship between Hong Luo and the housekeeper, so what.

Accept the reality very calmly, I am alive, and my father wants me to live.

Uncle Wang wants me to live.

Another three months passed, and the severe winter gradually approached.

The business gradually dwindled, and correspondingly, the treatment became even more appalling, and the porridge began to be filled with ice.

Two people in the same room were unable to hold on, and died silently on the bed.

When the porridge was served in the morning, the two of them did not move for a long time, lying down to save their energy. We didn't know that they were dead.Until the evening, the porridge hadn't been touched. I felt something was wrong, and I didn't have the strength to shout. I didn't find out until the boy came in and asked him to check.

They were on the bed next to me.

I and the other three survivors shared the porridge for the day between them.

As compensation for staying with the corpse for a day.

Lack of food and clothing, my ribs can wake me up, probably only a skeleton is left on my body, and business is getting harder and harder.Lying in a room with air leaks on all sides every day, with a cold bed under him, probably, this year is the end of hell.

I was dazed and heard a commotion outside.

The boy pushed open the door and ran into the room, feeling chilly: "Hua Yan, Hua Yan, congratulations! Congratulations!"

I poked my head out from among the bundled coarse cloth.

"Someone is coming to redeem you! Hurry up and freshen up!"

I retracted my head, I must have slept in a daze today, and I haven't woken up from the dream.

Or else I was hot and my eyes were full of illusions.

It seems that this year is really difficult...?

It wasn't until I was dragged into the bathtub by two boys that I realized something was wrong.

Hong Luo smiled and handed me a bowl of eggs in sugar water: "Congratulations Hua Yan."

I tried to turn my head: "Huh?"

"Although Old Mr. Wang didn't come, but Mr. Xiao Wang is here." Hong Luo's eyebrows curved, "I finally have a heart, Hua Yan, what did I say? People have hope when they are alive, right? Huh? Hua Yan? Hua Yan ?”

——Mr. Xiao Wang? !

I was dumbfounded, and my heart was full of these four words!

"Mr. Xiao Wang... who is it?" I repeated slowly, my throat was still very hoarse even though I had just moistened my throat.

"It's Mr. Wang's son, with a single name of thank you."

I closed my eyes, did this make me wish before I died.

He was dressed in plain clothes, standing indifferently above the lobby of the fireworks hall.

Thinner, taller, eyebrows and eyes have grown.

And between the eyebrows and eyes is the disgust, impatience, and shock that I expected.

I was wrapped in a jacket and leaning on a cane. Seeing his appearance, I couldn't take another step.

"Yanhua?" He frowned and asked.

I moved my lips, unable to speak.

"You are Yanhua? Are you deaf?" He raised his voice and asked, looking me up and down.

I nodded and shook my head again.

To stand up straighter in front of him, to hide my ugly fingers, to...

"What do you mean? Ah? What are you doing in a daze? Are you stupid? Why don't you hurry back with me, don't you think it's not enough to be ashamed? With this virtue, why are you still alive? You——can you still work? Don't come back He'll die when he gets home." He came up with a series of questions, and smacked his lips with his chin, "I don't know why my father is looking for you so hard, and begging for nothing to buy you..."

"Uncle Wang, he..."

"He's dead." His face was very bad.