Return to dust

I don’t know when the rain became heavier. It fell from the sky and hit the ground in a hurry. .

Wang Yuanzhi's dream was a boundless blackness. He curled up in the ink, deeply disturbed by the noise, and frowned uncomfortably.Finally, under the persistent interruption of raindrops, the dream was shattered and people opened their eyes.He didn't know when he rolled the quilt and rolled to the side of the bed. He was about to fall to the ground, straightened up, and only then did he turn his mind back, and belatedly realized: Where did Xue Ming go?

He got out of bed, lit the candles, looked around and saw no one was there, then set up a small window, and looked out, the god who made the rain today must have drunk too much and was drunk, so he took a big bucket of water and splashed it from the sky Under the rain, the trees on the bank are caged in the rain, and the branches are shaking.The wind and rain smashed into the house.

Footsteps sounded outside the door, and Wang Yuanzhi hurriedly opened the door, but was caught off guard by a drenched man and fell to the ground.

Xue Ming smiled, and said weakly, "Someone will pick me up as soon as I get back." Wang Yuanzhi dragged him into the house, he was quite tall but he was lifted lightly.

Looking closely under the lamp, strands of wet hair were sticking to the face, the clothes were stained with mud, and a large red blot appeared on the shoulders, and the color continued to deepen. When the clothes were pulled apart, the shoulders were pierced, and the flesh was exposed Turning over, the bones were exposed, and blood was bubbling from the wound.Is this man a monster?Such a wound does not make a "hum", even for a person like him who is dying, he will feel pain when his bones turn outward.

"It's okay, do you have tea?" Xue Ming smiled, not paying attention to the appearance of the wound at all, he found a teacup from the table, and tasted it comfortably.

Wang Yuanzhi dug out the medicine jar, snatched the cup from his hand, pushed Xue Ming back to his seat, and imitated Xue Ming's previous way of applying medicine to the wound, but the wound bled so fast that the medicine powder was washed away as soon as it was applied. He simply grabbed a handful and spread it on the wound, and pressed it with his hand, leaving one hand free to get the cloth.

Xue Ming sighed: "I didn't expect you to apply medicine to me."

Seeing Xue Ming whose expression remained unchanged, Wang Yuanzhi asked in surprise, "Does it not hurt?"

"It hurts, it hurts!" Xue Ming was taken aback for a moment, then grinned, his face twisted together, and his still intact hand kept beating the table, as if it was in extreme pain.

Wang Yuanzhi pursed his lips and tapped on the table with his fingers, saying: "Be patient with the pain, don't move around, the medicine is all spilled. You haven't said how you got hurt?" You see, everyone hurts when the medicine powder is applied, and no one is not afraid of pain. .

Xue Ming lowered his head and held back a smile and said, "But I'm really in pain, why don't you find some candy for me to eat."

Wang Yuanzhi found a cloth to wrap up the wound, and asked doubtfully, "Can you stop the pain if you eat sugar?"

"of course."

Wang Yuanzhi handed Xue Ming one: "Here, is this okay?"

When I was looking for medicine powder earlier, I saw a few candies in the cabinet, which were placed next to the medicine jar.

Xue Ming took it contentedly and put it in his mouth, the smile on his face was a bit sweeter than sugar.

"Can you now tell me why you got hurt?"

Xue Ming's expression was serious: "I'm afraid you won't believe me if I tell you. I've encountered a ghost."

With his back to Xue Ming, Wang Yuanzhi, who was putting things back into the cabinet, trembled and almost smashed the medicine jar.

"I want to see how the ducks I raise outside are doing. I saw a ghost with a blue face and fangs, which was scary. Fortunately, I ran fast." Xue Ming sighed while patting his chest, with the feeling of the rest of his life. Fortunately, then said melancholy, "Unfortunately, all my ducks were eaten by that thing."

Half of Wang Yuanzhi's face was immersed in the candlelight, half of his face was immersed in the darkness, and he responded with a gloomy expression: "Ghost..." His brain was struggling, and it creaked as it turned.Before the word ghost stayed in his mind for a while, he was attracted by the ducks, and he felt a little sorry for the group of little birds that he had never met before, shaking their bodies and quacking as they walked.

A thunderstorm exploded outside the window, the shadow of the candle swayed, and the shadows of the two people reflected on the wall also moved with the shadow of the candle, twisting and deforming.Xue Ming held his chin and said solemnly: "Our place is often haunted by ghosts, and someone died a few days ago. I heard that evil ghosts like to move around in this kind of rainy day. My son, I'm dragging you down, and I don't know if I can survive." Overnight." After speaking, he sighed sadly.Wang Yuanzhi scratched his head and smiled "hehe". He looked at Xue Ming's solemn expression, clenched his fists, and thought about whether he should communicate with that green-faced, long-toothed fellow, and see if he could ask for his life to be spared. Anyway, they are all ghosts, and they can always say a few words.

Wang Yuanzhi's mind was on fire, he didn't think much, he took his umbrella and got up to go out without saying a word.He pushed open the door, and Xue Ming anxiously shouted behind him: "Where are you going?" The wind lifted Wang Yuanzhi's sleeves, giving him an ethereal, dust-removing fairy-like appearance. Xue Ming found him a white robe, It has been washed clean, green bamboos are embroidered on the sleeves and hem, and there are still a few unfinished red spots on the skirt, and I don't know what kind of flowers are embroidered.Wang Yuanzhi opened his umbrella to block the oncoming raindrops, and said without turning his head: "Run for your life." Then he felt that a single sentence was not enough to tell Xue Ming to leave him alone, so he added in a strong tone: "You I'll just sit and don't move around, and I'll be fine." After speaking, he walked against the wind and rain, which was so strong that the umbrella couldn't stop him, and his clothes got wet and stuck to his body as soon as he went out.Wang Yuanzhi lowered the umbrella and grasped the handle with both hands, and managed to walk steadily.

Xue Ming, who stayed in the room, sat for a while, and suddenly laughed out loud, from low to high, laughing so that his internal organs trembled, and the chaotic rain outside the window also seemed to fluctuate wildly.Wang Yuanzhi, Wang Yuanzhi, did you also pour some water into your brain when you jumped into the water?Such a clumsy lie can be believed to be true, how can the fleeing man straighten his back so reassuring.Xue Ming buried his face in his hands, tears streaming down his fingers.

The door made a loud bang, isolating the two worlds inside and outside the house.

Xue Ming held up an umbrella and searched in possible directions.

He has seen many looks of Wang Yuanzhi.The arrogant Tanhualang in Chang'an City, the young master who doesn't know the world, Wang Yuanzhi who is afraid of pain and suffering, Wang Hanlin, Wang Xiang...

He thought that maybe Yuan Zhi lost half of his soul and kept the half that belonged to Mr. Wang in his body, which happened to be filled with cleverness.This half of Wang Yuanzhi, who has lost his smart head, can laugh and get annoyed, and is afraid of pain.Why is this Yuanzhi the one who came to him?

There are a few times in life, a young man in fresh clothes and angry horses swims, and sees all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.

Wang Yuanzhi remembered that the day he entered Chang'an, the flowers in Chang'an were in bloom, pink and white, clusters piled on the branches, and the flowers and branches joined together to form a cloud.On the day when the list was announced, the seasonal flowers bloomed, and there were only a few flowers left that he met for the first time in Beijing, hanging pitifully on the branches.Like him, he was high-spirited at the beginning, but now he is devastated.

"Tan Hua Lang, can you find the most beautiful flower in Beijing?"

Wang Yuanzhi followed the sound, and when he saw the person coming, he immediately remembered the flattering smiles and flattering words that a group of people gathered around him to congratulate him, plus he didn't win the first prize, and he felt resentful in his heart. Do not approach the expression.Everyone gave him a good look, but it didn't mean that he had to pretend to smile at people he hated.

He backed away a few steps silently, holding the branch and said, "Zhuangyuanlang, I don't have any beautiful flowers. Why don't you go to the red wall, where there is a wonderful scene where you can say words out of flowers." Sour.

Xue Ming let out a chuckle, with curved eyebrows, and jokingly said, "Tanhualang is the most beautiful flower in Beijing." Then he whispered, "But the thorns of this flower are a bit prickly."

Wang Yuanzhi blushed instantly when he heard the words. He didn't hear the second half of the sentence. He clenched his fists and looked at Xue Ming angrily. He gritted his teeth and said, "You...you, you are rude."

Xue Ming added: "The diction is brilliant, but it's not just a flower. Does Tan Hualang think that what I said is wrong?"

Wang Yuanzhi snorted coldly, and put down a cruel sentence: "Tomorrow Restaurant, I will compete with you in poetry and prose, and see if my Huamao's poetry catches the eyes of Zhuangyuan Lang."

In the restaurant on the second day, the two teenagers prepared their own pens and paper, and ordered the private room.After a few incense sticks, Xue Ming bowed his hands and said with a smile, "I admit it."

When Wang Yuanzhi read his article, he was amazed in his heart, but he was unwilling to admit defeat on the face, and kept a straight face.He quietly raised his eyes and glanced at Xue Ming from the paper several times, and saw that the man was reading his article with a smile on his face and admiration in his eyes.Wang Yuanzhi puffed his cheeks, held up the paper to cover himself, and struggled in his heart for a while.Xue Ming has nothing to hate, except for being frivolous.Thinking of his unreasonable and mean appearance before, Wang Yuanzhi blushed.He poked his cheeks, tugged at the corners of his mouth, finally put down the paper, and smiled.Xue Ming also raised his head at this time to discuss with Wang Yuanzhi, but when he saw his smile, he couldn't say anything for a while, and said without beginning and end: "Yuanzhi, do you want to drink?"

Wang Yuanzhi asked him, "Why?"

Xue Ming said: "Aren't friends reading each other's articles while drinking?"

But we are not friends.Just as Wang Yuanzhi wanted to retort, he swallowed it back.He hung his head and said, "Can I change the tea?"

The most important thing is that the world can't keep it.

In the heavy rain, Xue Ming saw the embarrassed white shadow.Silently, he quickly ran to White Shadow and hid under his umbrella.

In the middle of the night, when a person suddenly gets under one's own umbrella, everyone will be frightened, even ghosts.Wang Yuanzhi trembled all the way (Leng Jia was afraid that there were two reasons) all the way, ghosts and ghosts muttered: "Brother ghost with blue face and fangs, where are you, come out quickly." Suddenly a person stood beside him, and he jumped three feet in fright High, the umbrella in my hand almost flew out.After seeing the person coming, he was annoyed and ashamed, and asked sharply, "Why are you here?"

Xue Ming said: "Yuanzhi, you are not kind, how can you leave me behind if you run for your life? Come over with the umbrella, half of my shoulder is wet." He said and stretched out his hand to Yuanzhi's umbrella.Yuan Zhi didn't know how to explain it, so he turned his head angrily and grabbed the umbrella firmly, "Didn't you bring another one? Why are you supporting it with me?"

Xue Ming leaned over on his own, yelling: "Oh, my shoulder hurts, and it's bleeding." Subconsciously, Wang Yuan wanted to check his injury, so he loosened his hand a bit, and Xue Ming took the umbrella away. .

Xue Ming twirled the umbrella proudly and said, "Yuanzhi, Yuanzhi, I don't care about you leaving me alone and running for your life, just take me with you." The water on the umbrella scattered in a circle.

Wang Yuanzhi became anxious, why was he running for his life?Now with Xue Ming, I don't know if I can still go to Brother Gui.

"Yuanzhi, Yuanzhi, take it easy, take it easy." Xue Ming tugged at Wang Yuanzhi's sleeve and said, "Yuanzhi, you see we all ran for our lives together, are we considered friends?"

Wang Yuanzhi replied without hesitation: "Of course not."

Xue Ming stopped, turned to look at Wang Yuanzhi, half of his shoulder was soaked by the rain at some point, and his clothes were dyed light pink, he pressed Wang Yuanzhi's shoulder and said, "Yuanzhi, let me tell you a story, okay?" ?”

"After listening, let's be friends, shall we?"