When he came back, Duan Ling knelt down in front of the low table in the room, swallowed all the medicine powder at once, poured the pills into his mouth, and swallowed the cold tea on the table.
"Hey!" Wu Du shouted and rushed in in a hurry. All the poisons were eaten by Duan Ling. He immediately clicked on Duan Ling's acupuncture point, knelt down on one knee, and turned Duan Ling's face down. , pressing his knees against his stomach, pressing his back, and urging vigorously.
Duan Ling opened his mouth with a "wow", and spit out all the medicine powder he had just eaten along with the dinner. Wu Du urged three times in a row, Duan Ling vomited again and again, Wu Du slapped him hard, and roared: "what are you doing!"
Wu Du threw Duan Ling, turned to look for medicine to clear his stomach, but Duan Ling groped on the ground, touched the pill from the vomited filth, grabbed it and put it into his mouth.
Wu Du was halfway through looking for the medicine. When he turned around and saw what Duan Ling was doing, he rushed towards him like a gust of wind. He grabbed his collar and slapped him in the face. past.
Duan Ling was lying beside the case, Wu Du turned to the medicine to clear the stomach, mixed it with a cup of tea, made Duan Ling lie on his back, and forced it into his nostrils with a reed tube.
After a short while, Duan Ling felt that his stomach was overturned and he vomited violently again. Wu Du dragged him and threw him into the courtyard. Duan Ling was lying on his side in the courtyard, twitching, Wu Du was so angry. He threw the pot of boiling water at Duan Ling, and the boiling water splashed all over him. Duan Ling was scalded on his neck and back, but he didn't move. His eyes widened and stared straight at him. Wu Du, who was standing in the door.
His eyes were full of despair, and Wu Du really couldn't figure it out. He stepped forward, kicked the next Duanling, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
He lifted Duan Ling by the collar, lifted him a little, and snapped his fingers in front of him. Duan Ling didn't move, but his eyes were straight. Wu Du impatiently slapped him again, and there was a crisp sound. , Duan Ling did not respond.
Tears were slowly rolling out of his wide eyes, and his clear pupils reflected Wu Du's face.
Wu Du was inexplicable, put him down, left him alone, went in to pack his things, swept away the sour smell that Duan Ling vomited, and swallowed the undigested meat whole, obviously because he was hungry at night and ate too quickly.
Wu Du looked at Duan Ling again. Duan Ling was always lying on his side in the courtyard, motionless, as if he was dead.
Wu Du frowned, threw the broom, lay down, and turned his head to look at him. Seeing a lot of water on the ground, tears were dripping from the corners of Duan Ling's eyes. A small pool of puddles reflected the Milky Way in the night sky, as if it was a very small world.
"What happened?" Wu Du said, "Hey!"
Duan Ling slowly closed his eyes, Wu Du didn't know why he had such a reaction, so he went to clean again, swept and swept, and suddenly figured out—
This young man may have wanted to die, but he couldn't find a good way. From what he looked like, maybe his father died. After swallowing the poison, he jumped into the river and was rescued by himself. At first, he regained the idea of living. When I got to the poison|medicine, I didn't know what kind of stimulation I got, and I thought of seeking death.
"Hey."
After Wu Du finished cleaning, he came out and sat on the sill with his elbows on his knees, rolled up his sleeves, looked at Duan Ling who was lying in the courtyard, and said, "Let me ask you, are you telling the truth? In the beginning, I took the poison and jumped into the river."
Duan Ling didn't say a word, he had lost his perception of the world, his mind was blank, and when he stayed with his father, it was like building a wall to block everything in the outside world.
"Sichuan Jin Street in Xichuan, with clear water like a belt, Yuheng Yunshan surrounded by fog, Jiangzhou feasting and feasting, staying up all night, taking the sky as the quilt and the ground as the seat..."
"When spring comes, peach blossoms bloom. There is also the sea, boundless..."
"I can give you anything you want in this world."
"Everyone has something to accomplish in his life, some are born to fight, some are born to be emperors..."
"It's Dad who owes you, and no one will take your place in this life."
"Life is too short to live in this world and have to face many tragic and cruel things."
"you have grown up."
"If you say another word, Dad won't leave, I didn't want to leave..."
"My son."
"Is your father dead?" Wu Du's voice instantly shattered the wall, causing Duan Ling's consciousness to return little by little.
Wu Du said again: "Your father definitely wants you to live, have you ever seen him die?"
Duan Ling's pupils gradually became focused. In front of him was Wu Du sitting on the threshold. His tall figure was like a hound, blurry, a bit like Li Jianhong talking to him with a smile.
"Did you think Dad wasn't here?"
Li Jianhong looked at him gently and said, "My son, my father has been with you all the time."
Many irrelevant thoughts flooded into Duan Ling's mind, maybe it was a coincidence, maybe it was God's will, he didn't know the news of his father's death until this time.
The news came so suddenly, it broke him in an instant.
But this news came just right. He did not die under the cliffs of Xianbei Mountains, in the snowstorm of Luoyan City, or in the turbulent currents of the Minjiang River, but in front of such a stranger, on such a moonlit night, that he learned of this matter. .
He did not die, but was rescued by Wu Du.
The thought of reuniting with him before, supported him intermittently, and walked in front of this person.
In the dark, Li Jianhong's heroic soul seems to have used all his strength to let this most beloved son survive in the world.
Even if there were ups and downs, even if everyone betrayed their relatives... He didn't want Duan Ling to know all this, so God was still blessing Da Chen of the Li family. After all, he set foot on the way home and came back successfully.
Every time he dreamed of Li Jianhong, someone seemed to come to him with some kind of fate and destiny. His figure disappeared again, leaving a puzzled Wu Du, Duan Ling's sanity gradually returned.
"Think about it clearly." Wu Du finally said, "In life, one has to die. It's better to die than live."
Wu Du got up, went back into the room, closed the door, turned off the lights, and under the moonlight, Duan Ling was lying alone, only then did his nose twitch, and tears poured out like a gate. This was the most helpless and saddest time in his life. He struggled to climb back into the room, covered his face with the robe on the ground, buried his face in front of his knees, and wept.
He still remembered that when his father sent him to school, he stood at the window watching him, and was reluctant to leave, so he urged him to leave quickly, so as not to be laughed at and discussed by his classmates.
The night before he led the troops out, when they finally parted, his father said, "You said, you don't hate me, you forgive me."
At that time, Time Ling still didn't agree. He wanted to give him a high five and swear. In fact, how could he hate him? When I was very young, I looked forward to him coming, and persistently believed that he would come one day, and they would depend on each other. waiting for his late father. However, he only accompanied him for such a short period of time, and he hurried away without even saying goodbye.
Life is too short - he finally understood these four words.
The door was suddenly opened, Wu Du held the lamp and shone at his face, Duan Ling was full of tears, looked up, Wu Du was really helpless, looked irritable, pried open his mouth, and poured him a bowl of medicine.
After Duan Ling drank the medicine, drowsiness struck, and he lay down on his side, his consciousness was chaotic, presumably it was a soothing soup, which made him have no time to think about sad things.
The next morning, Duan Ling woke up, Wu Du yawned, and after breakfast, he observed Duan Ling for a while, and seeing that he was still planting flowers, watering, and no longer thinking of seeking death, he said: "What is right or wrong? I don't care if you want to die, if you want to die, don't bother me with another corpse, understand?"
Duan Ling looked at Wu Du, who stood under the corridor and suddenly felt that Duan Ling was a little annoying, and there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He sympathized with him and admired him a little. I must have suffered a lot along the way.
"Clean up the room." Wu Du said, then changed into regular clothes and went out.
Duan Ling took off his shoes and went in, and cleaned up the room for Wu Du. There was no food in the afternoon, so he sat in front of the porch, watching the blue sky, and the cicadas outside screamed. , and the past shattered.
"In life, there are always some things that you have to do, even if you go through fire and water..."
But what can he do
The early summer wind swept over, rustling, leaves with light spots dangling on him.
If you ask him what he wants to do now, Duan Ling just wants to know where Li Jianhong is buried so that he can talk to his father.
He sat in a daze, thinking about the poison of Lang Junxia. He faced death again and again, but he came back to life again and again.
Is it to leave Xichuan, wander around the world, remain anonymous, and be a person no one knows? But what's the point? He'll never forget it all, maybe until death, he won't be able to let it go.
If you don't go, what can you do? stay
How did Li Jianhong die? Where did he die
Duan Ling sat for an afternoon and finally figured it out slowly. He couldn't just die or leave. He still had a lot of things to do, although these things were no less difficult for him than moving mountains and reclaiming seas. , but now there is no father protecting him and arranging everything for him, he can only rely on himself.
It doesn't matter where you go, Duan Ling thought to himself when he couldn't hold it any longer, but it was a relief.
When Wu Du came back, he threw two pieces of cooked beef to Duan Ling like a dog. Duan Ling took a look and ate it. Wu Du glanced at the room and was quite satisfied. He sat in front of the case and began to read his medicine scriptures again.
"Do you know the characters?" Wu Du asked.
Duan Ling nodded, Wu Du didn't mention what happened last night, handed Duan Ling a prescription and said, "According to the name."