Bamboo horse, bamboo horse, cheating and fraud

Chapter 44

Now that some things have been said, I am naturally too embarrassed to go to him for a meal. After the Chinese New Year, I will wander outside every day, and I dare not go home until I am full of food and wine.

To be honest, I can't tell the reason why I feel guilty, I just want to avoid him subconsciously.

The political situation in the capital is still as turbulent as ever. However, after Yan Yin's new policy is carried out in full swing, some clues can be glimpsed about who will win and who will lose. With the fall of several important officials of the Queen Mother's Party, Yan Yin's removal of the power of his relatives at home and abroad has become like a catch in a jar. Well, if nothing else, it's only a matter of time before the unlucky old queen completely collapses.

I also have to admire Yan Yin's skill - while laying out such a good game of chess, he can still manage to manage us ordinary people, and check the case of the year by the way.

In contrast, people like me, who live a life of same old life, can only blindly avoid even dealing with friends, are so different from others.

Things turned around two months later.

Two months later, one evening, when Yun Zhen knocked on the small door of my house, I always felt that I was Zhu Bajie looking in the mirror—I was not a human being inside and out, and I neither wanted to reconcile with him nor let him in. Being able to lean on the door without embarrassment, as if there is a big, sleek girl hiding in the room.

But he ignored my pettiness, and said the first sentence to me in two months - "Azhe caught a cold again today, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive tonight..."

I was washing clothes at that time, and I didn't care about other things. I threw off the wooden bucket and rushed into A Zhe's house with wet hands.

The child curled up on the hard wooden bed, covered tightly with a quilt, but his body was still shivering, like a little white rabbit that was drenched in the rain.

Immediately, I became anxious and asked Ah Zhe's father: "Didn't everything be fine yesterday, why..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yun Rong stopped him: "Keep your voice down, the child is asleep!"

In the end, I couldn't bear to get closer to see Ah Zhe, but sat aside a little dejectedly.

The air was terribly quiet, and a few sudden coughs actually settled the air down.As if he couldn't bear such embarrassment, Ah Zhe's father walked to the window and said softly to the child: "Look, Daoist Xu has come to see you."

The child turned over with great effort, and coughed heavily again, a trace of scarlet oozing from the corner of his mouth hung on his pale little face, looking extremely miserable.

I quickly stepped forward and held his little hand: "Ah Zhe, I'm here..."

The clinker actually started to cry, and I was at a loss for a moment.

Unknowingly, Yunfeng came to my side and gently touched Ah Zhe's face: "Ah Zhe is good, don't cry..."

The child cried, "I'm afraid..."

Yun Yu continued to comfort him: "What are you afraid of, me, your father, Daoist Xu, everyone is here!"

"I...I'm afraid of death...I don't want to die yet..."

As soon as these words came out, even Yunfeng fell silent.This topic was too heavy, and we didn't know how to answer it. There was only the "cracking" sound of candles in the air, announcing the passage of time together with the dancing candle flame.

After a long time, Yun Zhen scratched the bridge of his nose and asked, "Do you know what death is?"

The little man on the bed shook his head with difficulty.

"Okay, that uncle will tell you that death is nothing to be afraid of. People are mortal. And after death, they will turn into a breeze and go to all the places they wanted to go before they were alive... Dear Azhe, do you have any thoughts?" Where are you going?"

Azhe thought for a while, then stammered - at this time he was already struggling to speak - "I want to go to the beach to see the sea..."

Yun Yu nodded with a smile, and the shadow under the candlelight coincided firmly with the old Buddhist altar in my heart: "Okay, be happy, you will be able to see the sea in a short time! Uncle told you, the sea is amazing. It’s beautiful, there are snow-white waves hitting your ankles, as if someone is tickling you, it’s very comfortable; the sand on the coast is soft and soft, and there are countless shells and crabs on it; the most comfortable thing is The sea breeze blows on the face, with a fragrant smell..."

I turned my face away, unable to bear to listen any longer.In fact, I have been to the beach several times, and I only remember the uncomfortable feeling of the sand stuck in the feet, and the sea breeze is not as beautiful as Yunfeng said, with a bit of salty smell, which makes people feel sick...

I suddenly thought of a lot.

There is always a banquet in the world, and Ah Zhe, I, and Yun Rong will all go to that day.And I don't know how far away that day is, maybe it's half a hundred years, maybe it's tomorrow... But I can't picture the scene of that day in my mind. Years of heavy snow dyed white...

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the conversation between the two of them gradually stopped, until there was no more Azhe's heart-piercing cough in the air for a long time...

I looked at the serene face of the little man on the bed, it seemed no different from falling asleep.

Azhe's father got up and made a long bow to us, and then signaled us to leave first with red eyes.

Before I left, I forgot to take a look at the half bag of "Danbaku" on the table, and persuaded me: "Quiet it..."

He nodded, said nothing, and slowly closed the door behind us.

I was upset, my thoughts were full of thoughts, and I grabbed Yun Rong's sleeve: "Come with me to the roof and sit for a while!"

He nodded, but instead of moving the ladder, he hugged me by the waist and jumped up to the roof.

The sky is the same sky, but my state of mind is different, and I am no longer as free and easy as before.

I asked him with a slightly hoarse voice: "Do you think that after death, people will really turn into a wisp of wind?"

He nodded, with an unpredictable expression under the moonlight: "Maybe..."

"But I don't want to die, and I don't want you to die!" My voice was not loud, but it seemed hysterical.

"It's so heartless," he suddenly smiled, and rubbed my head with one hand, "We're all going to die..."

The melancholy is sealed in my chest, I know that I am worrying unnecessarily, but these days, I always feel uneasy, always afraid that I will lose him if I turn around...

His chest was congested badly, and something was about to come out of his throat.

So I suddenly hugged his hand and moved my face closer: "Since we are going to die sooner or later, let's live a good life and don't think about the future, okay?"

He didn't understand the meaning of my words for a moment, and he froze in place.

I put my lips next to his ear and whispered: "Yun Rong, I've been lying to myself these days, but when I think about the fact that we will part ways sooner or later, I feel extremely uncomfortable..."

He continued to listen, his eyes gradually brightened, and I continued: "It wasn't until tonight that I suddenly realized that I had been deceiving myself and others. Yun Rong, I like you, I like you so much..."