He couldn't leave her, not even a single step.
Because her condition is getting worse and worse.
There is no cure for the root cause of the disease brought out from the mother's womb at birth. For so many years, the family members have tried their best and sought out famous doctors, but no one can treat a person who is destined to leave. The breath she still has now is suspended with good medicinal materials. This medicine can make her live for a while, but it can't make her live longer.
Colorful clouds are easy to disperse, glass is fragile, and beautiful things must not be kept, so that people can never forget them.
Lu Yangzhi no longer went to work, the emperor valued him, saw him like this, sent someone to summon him once, but Lu Yangzhi did not go. He didn't dare to leave Qing Huan, he was afraid that if he turned around, she wouldn't wake up again.
In fact, she has been in a coma for far longer than she is awake. Sometimes when she opens her eyes, she can't tell who is in front of her. It's probably because of the poison that caused some problems with her eyes. But being in a coma does not mean that she is very comfortable. Sometimes she would vomit, convulse, and have a rapid heart rhythm. The doctor stayed in Lu's mansion, and the imperial doctor brought by the old man also kept watching her situation.
So many people wanted her to live.
The old lady and the old lady did not dare to cry in front of her. There was no one behind their backs and they always wiped their tears secretly. The men boasted that they were indomitable, but even if their hands could hold up great rivers and mountains, they could not save the fragile life of a little girl. They even put up a notice offering a reward, and if there is a person who can heal, they are willing to spend all their wealth and tie a grass ring in return.
But no one can save her. There were quite a few famous doctors who came, and everyone sighed and shook their heads after taking her pulse, saying that they were not good at learning, and only missed the word "Yao Shi Wang Xiao" and asked the family to prepare for the funeral in advance.
It's like a flower bud on a branch in spring. When the wind comes late and the rain hits, it will wither in an instant and turn into mud.
This kind of life lasted for more than half a month. On this day, after being fed medicine in a coma, Qing Huan's energy improved a little, and he even recognized someone. Lu Yangzhi stood outside the crowd until she called him and waved to him.
He passed by, her thin and shameless hands lifted up a little weakly, put her arms around his neck, and begged in a low voice: "Brother, I... I want to put the lanterns again, this time... I think it's okay. What wish did you write?"
Because of her sore throat, she spoke very slowly and softly, almost inaudible.
"Okay." Lu Yangzhi agreed without hesitation. "It's not dark yet. When it's dark, I'll take my nannie to put off lanterns."
She laughed, the eyes on her already thin and out of shape face were startlingly big, Lu Yangzhi looked at it, his heart ached, as if stabbed by a knife. In fact, he knew it a long time ago. It has been a year. Her stature has not grown at all, but she has become thinner and thinner. He tried different ways to find delicious food for her, but she couldn't eat a few bites, so he also twisted. He tried his best to take her to play, but she was always sick, and then he understood that she stopped growing up, and maybe she would never grow up again.
"The Lantern Festival is over... Where are the lanterns..." Qing Huan lay on Lu Yangzhi's shoulder, patting him on the back lightly. She was the one who was tortured by illness, but she was also the one who comforted others. She raised her head and looked around at the elders who loved her and loved her. They all looked at her with gentle eyes, but with tears in their eyes.
So she laughed and rubbed Lu Yangzhi's cheek. He let her go gently, with a firm expression: "There will be, and there will be as soon as it gets dark."
After speaking, he got up and left under her gaze.
Lu Zhihan immediately came up to support her, and Qing Huan panted in his father's arms: "Anan is so happy to be Daddy's daughter."
Lu Zhihan hugged her and dared not let her see his tearful face. His facial expression was distorted, his hands were trembling, but his voice was as calm as usual: "Daddy is also happy, so there is a baby like Ah Nan. Little Ah Nan Go to sleep, and when you wake up, there will be lanterns to watch."
She leaned against her father's shoulder, barely breathing, and slowly fell asleep again.
I don't know when this sleep came, probably because she was thinking about the lanterns, but she woke up again after dark, this time in good spirits, with a hint of radiance. The old lady and the old lady were watching by the side. Seeing that she was awake, they asked her if she was hungry and if there was anything she wanted to eat. Qing Huan thought about it carefully and said, I want to eat orange candy.
After swallowing a piece of orange candy, Lu Yangzhi came to take her to see the lanterns. He changed into black clothes and looked even more handsome. Qing Huan was picked up by him, Lu Zhihan put a thick cloak on her body, and then he took her out. Before going out, Qing Huan turned her head. The elders were standing at the door looking at her. She smiled sweetly and said to the old man, "Grandpa, when I come back, help you play chess with grandpa. This time I will help you win."
"Okay, okay, grandfather is waiting for you to come back!" The old man smiled and waved to her.
"After I come back, I want to eat the Fushou crisp made by my grandmother, and the mung bean cake made by my grandmother."
"Let's do it, we can eat it when our baby girl comes back!"
It's still a bit cold, spring is here, and everything is recovering, but her life is coming to an end soon.
With Lu Yangzhi behind her back, there were actually lanterns everywhere on the street, it was like the Lantern Festival had come again. But Qing Huan could clearly see that the uncles and cousins of the Duke's Mansion were in the crowd, but they seemed to think that they were well disguised, so she pretended not to notice.
The person who sold their lanterns was actually the hawker from last year's Lantern Festival. Qing Huan picked up the pen, she had no strength now, and the handwriting was crooked, so she was quite dissatisfied. But tonight's moon is very round, just like the Lantern Festival. She first inscribed a few words, then laughed, and actually recited a little poem: "This life and this night will not grow well, where will the bright moon look next year?"
Lu Yangzhi was stiff all over: "Ninny."
"Just kidding." She laughed, lying obediently on his back, but gradually some flowers appeared in front of her eyes. "You said, is it better for people to live longer or shorter?"
"Of course it's better."
"However, if you live longer, what if you are not happy?" She continued to ask. "Isn't it better to be shorter?"
Lu Yangzhi refused to answer this question.
"If you want to hold everything in your hands, you will definitely suffer bad consequences." Qing Huan took a breath, "... When the time comes, let her go."
"I do not know what you're talking about."
"I knew from a very young age that one day I would die before my father and the others. So from then on, I wanted them to accept this fact, and when that day really comes, don't be too sad." She stretched out her little hand Touch his ears. "Brother, too. This is bound to happen, but I've had enough while I'm alive. I just hope you don't force me to do what happens next."
Lu Yangzhi walked step by step without speaking.
Of course, Qing Huan can make herself live a hundred years in this world, but her destiny is that she will die early. Even if he doesn't die today, there will be a day in the future when Lu Yangzhi won't be able to see him. That's why she let everything go with the flow. If she abandons her identity and grows like this in the mortal world, she will grow into such a gentle and well-behaved girl, but at the same time, death is also the ending she must accept. Even if Ni Ya didn't attack her, she wouldn't be able to accompany Lu Yangzhi for a long time.
When will he want to let go.
"In the future, my brother must be filial to my father, grandparents, and grandparents. After I leave, my brother will have to do what I have to do." She counted on her fingers and followed the assignment of homework to the students. Same as Mr. "To live a good life, to eat and sleep well, to be an official, to take care of the elders, to love the younger ones... um... I don't have high requirements, do I?"
Lu Yangzhi hummed.
She laughed again, and when the two reached the river, Lu Yangzhi hugged her on his lap, watched her let go, and the little lantern quickly disappeared down the river.
Then when he got up, he heard her say, "Brother, I'm going to sleep."
"...Okay." He put her on his back again, every step seemed to be on the tip of a knife. He heard her breathing, and the noisy street suddenly became quiet. He heard her breathing change from shallow to shallow, and then, nothing could be heard. The little hands around his neck were slowly loosened. He walked on the street, surrounded by laughter and joy, but he was alone, empty and lonely, cold and desperate.
Just like that, she walked back to the Lu Mansion step by step, forgetting everything, knowing nothing to do, watching her being picked up, changed into a shroud, and put into a delicate coffin. The stuff in his chest didn't seem to move anymore, just staring at him stupidly, surrounded by crying, he seemed to be in a dream, empty, and painful, almost like his soul was being torn apart into pieces.
A person's death is like a lamp being extinguished. What happened before life will no longer be obsessed with after death.
Everyone put on white clothes, Lu Yangzhi stood in the mourning hall, suddenly seemed to remember something, ran away and left the Lu family.
He ran along the river and kept running, as if he had run across mountains, rivers and rivers, the wilderness and plains, the sun, the moon and stars, and the ninefold three thousand. As the river rushed forward, he chased forward, kept chasing, and refused to stop even if he broke his leg.
In the end, he saw the lantern that was put into the river by a small bridge that was rarely visited by people. Lu Yangzhi jumped down, he forgot that he couldn't swim, he just wanted to grab the lamp. He fell into the icy river in the cold spring night, and took out the note with trembling hands.
The words on the paper were crooked and crooked, and it was really not pretty. Although the handwriting was stained with some water and blurred, it was still legible.
It said: I want to take wine with me at four o'clock, don't teach me that the flowers don't bloom for a day.