Ji Hong understood that Erniang's health was not good, so he specially invited Mr. Luo and his disciples to guard Erniang's room day and night, lest something might happen, but Mr. Luo said that he was getting better, why did he suddenly die? worsened.
The servant didn't know how to measure, and the sound of knocking on the door was extremely loud, which directly woke up the boy in his arms.
As soon as Yu Jinnian opened his eyes, he heard the news that Er Niang couldn't do it. He immediately folded up and wanted to get out of bed. His back was hurting, his fever had not subsided, and his face was frighteningly pale. Knowing that there was no way to stop him, Ji Hong came down first to help him put on his shoes and socks, and hurriedly helped him to Erniang's room.
When she entered, Erniang was coughing up a mouthful of bloody foam, and then coughed with her head on her pillow, panting hoarsely, as if she couldn't breathe, a medicine boy hurriedly wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, and threw it away casually. On the table, he quickly went to get the ginseng soup that was always prepared on the medicine stove.
Qing Huan saw the anxious expression on Mr. Luo's face, and heard that he was going to drink ginseng soup to hang himself, and immediately felt that the sky was about to collapse. She knelt by the couch and stroked Erniang's chest, trying to make her feel better. Tong Yi brought the ginseng soup, and she helped to feed it into Erniang's mouth. Feed one mouthful, but coughed up two mouthfuls instead, Qing Huan hurriedly pulled the handkerchief in her sleeve to wipe Erniang's mouth, and said anxiously: "Erniang, take a sip, take a sip!"
Yu Jinnian ran over staggeringly and called "Er Niang".
Qing Huan said in surprise: "Brother Nian, why are you up! You are so seriously injured..." Yes, the two backbones of the family were seriously injured, and a bowl of noodle shop also burned down. A person with an idea, but now he doesn't know what to do next.
Erniang coughed anxiously, panting badly, and the sound of her inhalation seemed to be exaggerated in her throat. Yu Jinnian took the handkerchief that Qing Huan had wiped Erniang's mouth before, and saw that besides blood foam, there was also gray-black charcoal on the handkerchief crumbs. He was dizzy from the fever, and only listened to what Ji Hong and Mr. Luo said, he really thought that Erniang's condition was stable, but he forgot that sometimes it just seemed to be stable, but in fact it was in danger.
The fire was so fierce that day that it blew up almost instantly. Although he pushed Erniang out immediately, Erniang was weak after all, and the smoke and heat wave he inhaled might only be short-lived to others. The cough can heal itself in a few days, but it is not so simple to change to Erniang.
There are black flakes in the sputum, and the height is high, and the panting is urgent. I am afraid that the inhaled hot smoke has damaged the airway. Maybe there is edema in the throat and trachea. Looking at the situation, I am afraid that the lungs are not optimistic.
Duan Ming, Shi Xing and others also rushed in after hearing the news. They had more or less been favored by Erniang, and they also became anxious at this time, but they were all outsiders, and no matter how anxious they were, they couldn't compare to the young man in front of the bed.
Qing Huan tried to pour ginseng soup into Erniang again. She didn't know medicine, but only knew that ginseng soup was used to hang people's lives, and wishful thinking that as long as she poured it in, Erniang would be able to live.
Yu Jinnian watched Erniang spit out all the ginseng soup in her mouth, and suddenly said: "Bring the knife."
Qing Huan was stunned, staring blankly at Yu Jinnian, the medicine boy next to him reacted quickly, and quickly found a beryllium needle from Luo Qian's medicine box. , the drug boy had seen Yu Jinnian's "creepy ways", and thought that he had some clever trick to bring the dead back to life, so he handed the knife and needle to Yu Jinnian without thinking.
Yu Jinnian took the knife, pinched it with his right hand, pressed his index finger on the handle of the knife, and in a blink of an eye, he put the blade on Erniang's throat.
Everyone was taken aback by him, and someone gasped in the room, and the medicine boy who handed him the knife was even more stunned, thinking that he couldn't save him, so he wanted to do it himself.
"Jin Nian, Jin Nian!"
Yu Jinnian came back to his senses, and seeing a hand clenched on his wrist, he gasped involuntarily, swallowed his saliva and looked up, it was Ji Hong. The needle tip was locked on the side of Erniang's neck, and a blood spot had already been pricked on the skin. Yu Jinnian looked around and saw that everyone was looking at him with worry, his fingers jumped suddenly, and he clenched the knife tightly. The man's strength slowly moved away.
Ji Hong pulled the beryllium needle out of his hand and threw it on the ground with a bang.
No one blamed him, it was only a mistake in his mind.
At this time, Erniang suddenly twitched, her eyes widened in vain, staring at the sky. Many people gathered around, Mr. Luo took out a few silver needles, and stabbed them on the acupoints for the recovery of yang, there was a lot of noise around, people shouting for water and medicine, and Qing Huan's crying... But Yu Jinnian withdrew, Standing aside and staring blankly.
"I didn't want to kill her." Ji Hong closed his eyes, and heard the young man beside him whisper, "I want to do a tracheotomy. After cutting the airway, insert a reed tube to ventilate in..."
Ji Hong didn't understand the so-called tracheotomy method, but when he thought of the young man's actions just now, he could vaguely guess one or two, and couldn't help but be amazed by his bold idea. He was the only one, and now he said that he wanted to cut the airway, which was shocking to the world.
Yu Jinnian's eyes dimmed slightly, and he stopped halfway through the speech, mocking himself: "Forget it, even if you cut it open, it will only increase the pain."
He knew in his heart that Erniang's body was already at the end of his strength, and he couldn't withstand the damage caused by incision of the airway. If it was in the previous life, everything was ready, he might still have a try, but the current situation is not easy, even if It was an invasive rescue, but to Erniang it was no different from a life-threatening talisman.
Ji Hong thought for a while, then frowned immediately, and said, "I know you have thousands of good recipes to save the world and save people. But don't mention or try such things as cutting the airway in the future."
If this method is successful, the young man will be hailed as a miracle doctor, and everyone will be happy, but if he makes a mistake, he will become a murderer despised by everyone, and he will be chained. So no matter what, he didn't want Yu Jinnian to use such a dangerous method.
I don't know if the boy listened to it or not, but he didn't refute it, instead he responded with a low "um".
Seeing that Luo Qian's emergency measures were all used on Er Niang, Yu Jinnian suddenly felt numb physically and mentally. The heads of people surging in front of him were like puppets, running around as if they lost their threads. He remembered the same scene when his adoptive father was assassinated and fell down. He was lying on the hospital bed, looking at the mess outside the door, but he couldn't do anything.
After being reborn, he thought he could save everything, but in the end, he still couldn't help at all.
Someone screamed, "Mom!"
Yu Jinnian's eyes darkened, and he fell down.
He was just trying to be brave with his wounds, he was still burning in a daze one moment, and rushed to see Erniang the next moment, he held on with all his strength, and stubbornly refused to be helped, until he fell down and was caught by Ji Hong. The moment Ji Hong quickly hugged him, he realized that his back was soaked, with cold sweat and blood oozing slightly.
Put the boy back on the bed, and someone re-bandaged him with medicine. During this period, he didn't move, but his slender eyelashes were bent by the cold sweat from the eyelids. It may be caused by emotional ups and downs. Burned up, fell into a deep sleep, even Ji Hong couldn't wake up.
There was a panic outside, after a while, Duan Ming knocked on the door and followed in, sadly said: "... I left, I didn't make it through. It was just now."
The sky was bright outside the window, and the mist was misty. The window coffin was soaked by the rain of the past two days, exuding the smell of stale grass and trees. A silk net was heavily attached to the corner, circle by circle, but there was no spider mother alone.
"Be safe." Ji Hong said with his eyes closed and silent for a long time, he sat sideways on the edge of the bed, with Yu Jinnian's hand under the quilt, his fingers intertwined, half weak, half slender.
When the wood dies, it becomes a window; when the spider dies, it forms a web. Only when people die, nothing remains.
Ji Hong has a deep understanding.
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But no matter what, the most important thing right now is to properly bury Er Niang. Qing Huan hugged Sui Sui, crying out of breath as she guarded the coffin. There was no one in charge of the noodle restaurant, only Ji Hong Arrange with people back and forth.
Mr. Yin Yang entered the door, immediately opened the book and obituary, made the treasure banner by himself, and cut the age paper.
The age paper is a bunch of white paper strips, cut as many strips as you are old, if it is a man, cut the tail of the strip into a pointed shape, and if it is a woman, cut it into a winged shape. Mr. Yin Yang muttered something, neatly cut more than 30 strips of age paper, tied them into a bunch, lifted them on the top with a pole, and put them in front of a bowl of noodle shop, to tell the neighbors that this household has something to do.
Finally, a long burning lamp was lit in front of the coffin. Such a good gesture made people completely believe that Erniang had really gone.
They didn't intend to make a fuss, and Erniang didn't have any relatives, only a few close neighbors came to offer their condolences, and they all lamented Erniang's life.
Yu Jinnian woke up and fell asleep for two full days. At the most chaotic time, he was so hot that he felt hot to the touch.
The coffin was suspended for three days, until the last day, when Erniang was about to be buried at night, the fever on Yu Jinnian's body went away, but after all, it was a serious illness, and he was still very weak. When he woke up, he saw Ji Hong leaning against his bed, his eyes were blue, and a sweat towel was still clutched in his hand, as if he had fallen asleep unknowingly.
He moved in, picked up a corner of the quilt, and put it on Ji Hong's shoulder, but unexpectedly the other party moved suddenly.
Before Yu Jinnian let go of his hands, Ji Hong opened his eyes and looked at him.
"Awake?" Ji Hong finally breathed a sigh of relief, reached out to touch the layer of sweat under his clothes, got up hurriedly and non-stop, poured warm water into the copper basin, soaked the sweat towel in his hand and wrung it dry, and walked to the bed Come and wipe the boy's face and body.
He was sweating all over, his underwear was soaked, sticking to his body sticky, of course it was uncomfortable, so he had to raise his hand and let Jihong play with it. After wiping his front body and then turning to wipe his back, Mr. Luo's anti-corrosion and muscle-regenerating medicine was very effective. In just a few days, his wound has healed and started to heal, but he still can't be careless.
Yu Jinnian leaned sideways, with one leg half bent, and Ji Hongzai wiped his knee carefully, a piece of soft cotton cloth along the shape of the slender leg, slowly wiped it up, and the gray cotton lightly wiped his waist A few scattered bruises at the end contrasted with the intact skin next to it like cream. Ji Hong stopped his hands and said: "The second mother will go to the funeral tomorrow, you... want to send it?"
"It's not because of relatives, so let's not go." Yu Jinnian buried half of his face in the pillow, clearly speaking insincerely. It's not that I don't want to go, it's that I dare not go, I don't know what to say, let alone what to do.
Naturally, Ji Hong would not force him, and continued to wipe his back with a sweat towel: "If you don't want to go, don't go."
Yu Jinnian couldn't help but ask again: "Where did you decide?"
He was referring to the tomb site, and Ji Hong said: "In Wenhua'ao, Mr. Yinyang's Fengshui is a good place to rest on the mountain and face the water. After a while, there will be flowers all over the mountains and fields, which are very spiritual."
The young man nodded, and turned around suddenly. He was naked, with only a quilt around his waist, and threw himself into the man's arms. Ji Hong hugged him tightly and touched him. Back of the head: "Cry, just cry here."
Yu Jinnian shook his head, unable to cry, just wanted to find a place to hide.
He said whether to go or not, but Yu Jinnian got up early the next morning and went to the kitchen to roll out noodles. He didn't get out of bed for many days, and what he ate and drank was arranged by Ji Hong, but he had a bad appetite and a low mood. It was delicacies from mountains and seas, which tasted like wax in his mouth at the moment, so it would be nice to have a few mouthfuls in one meal. Not to mention eating on time.
But it's strange to say that no matter when Yu Jinnian wakes up and feels hungry, even in the middle of the night, Ji Hong can always bring fresh and hot meals from the kitchen immediately, as if the dishes can be conjured up just by talking about them.
Now that I entered the kitchen, I realized that there was still something stewed on the stove in the back kitchen. Several people were sleeping sideways against the wall. They were all famous chefs from Chunfeng Deyi Building. Yes, all of them looked broken.
It was only then that Yu Jinnian realized how he got the delicious meals he could eat every day.
Really arrogant.
He sighed and woke up several people: "Master Zhang, Master Liu, wake up!"
A few people woke up faintly, thinking that it was Ji Hong who came to urge the dishes again, hurriedly wiped the saliva from their mouths and got up, subconsciously touched the vegetable spoon on the table, and even before they opened their eyes, they responded in unison: "This is it!" Yes, here it is! Serve the food immediately!"
Yu Jinnian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said helplessly, "No...the order was not ordered. It's been hard these days, you all go home and go to sleep!"
"Miraculous doctor Yu?" Everyone stared at Yu Jinnian with big eyes and small eyes, and finally came to their senses, but no one dared to leave, for fear that Mr. Ji would get angry. They only knew that they were here to cook, but they didn't know that Who ate all the dishes they cooked, and they didn't know that the culprit who caused them to turn upside down day and night was the little genius doctor in front of them.
Seeing their hesitation, Yu Jinnian had to explain it to them repeatedly, and emphasized that he could be the master of the house, and several people left one after another gratefully.
After seeing off a few masters, he came back to knead the noodles. Erniang taught him how to make noodles. If Erniang hadn't been kind enough to pick him up that day, he wouldn't know where he was wandering at this time. In this strange world, the first hot meal he ate was the hand-rolled noodles made by Erniang himself. Now that Erniang is leaving, and death is like survival, this bowl of toutou noodles should be his. do it.
Cut the meat and boil the marinated sauce, prepare the shredded melon and shiitake mushrooms, and cook the chicken bone broth, everything is fine and complete.
Ji Hong woke up and saw that the people around him were empty and the pillow was cold, and he lost his soul for a moment. Yu Jinnian's fever subsided yesterday, which was considered half good. He finally let go of the strings that had been tense for three or four days, and the exhaustion accumulated for many days also doubled. It was a deep sleep, and he didn't even know when the boy left. So I put on my outer shirt and went out to look for it. After walking to the back kitchen, I finally smelled a familiar smell.
Yu Jinnian's complexion was still light, not as rosy as before his illness, and he was much thinner, but he was still very skillful in cooking ingredients.
After entering the door, he was laying a fried egg on the freshly made mixed sauce.
"Wake up so early to cook, I'm still not in good health." Ji Hong said with concern.
"Well, it's okay." Yu Jinnian smiled, and inserted a pair of chopsticks obliquely into the noodle bowl. The two went to the room where the coffin stopped, and placed the noodles in front of the coffin. He burnt incense, kowtowed, He also observed how much lamp oil was left in the Changming lamp, "I just remembered to prepare a bowl of Daotou noodles for Er Niang."
After doing all the courtesy, Ji Hong asked him to eat something too.
Yu Jinnian waited until the sun rose, and the oil in the ever-bright lamp gradually ran out. Master Yin-Yang came over to guide the spirits according to the time, and there was a lot of bustle and bustle ahead. He pretended not to be able to help, so he was forced by Ji Hong to go to the back kitchen. I ate a piece of pastry the size of a palm, and swallowed a bowl of noodle soup.
When the sun came, someone reported ahead that the lantern had been burned out, so Ji Hongcai stuffed a bowl into Yu Jinnian's hand: "Go."
A group of people were waiting for him. The pitch-black coffin had already been crucified, and the weather that had returned to spring seemed to have suddenly turned cold. Yu Jinnian walked to the coffin with a bowl in his hand, and saw the sun was shining brightly outside the door, and the sky was bright and clear. He took a deep breath, raised his hand, and smashed the empty bowl to the ground.
Master Yin Yang dragged out the sound: "Qi Ling—"
The eldest son should do the work of "throwing mourning". It was originally a clay basin for burning paper money, implying the funeral of Najib, so that the dead can be reincarnated smoothly. There is also a folk custom of throwing bowls instead. Although Yu Jinnian and Erniang are not blood relatives, they still have affection, apart from Sui Sui, he is the closest to Erniang.
The heavy coffin was on the person's shoulders, which seemed to make the tall and strong coffin bearer three points shorter. Sui Sui, who was holding the memorial tablet, was led by Qing Huan, and slowly walked out of the alleyway. Yu Jinnian followed a few steps. The more heaviness became, in the end he didn't go with him, but just watched the team drift away. Ji Hong gave him a good reason, saying that he was just recovering from a serious injury and that he should not move around. In fact, it was Yu Jinnian who was cowarding himself, and he was not used to that kind of scene.
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Er Niang was buried and laid to rest in the ground, and the inn, which had been noisy for a long time, finally fell silent.
Everything seems to be calm, but in fact it's just taciturn. No one can eat well and sleep well. In contrast, Yu Jinnian is like that heartless white-eyed wolf. His face is calmer than anyone else, and his appetite has recovered For some, the wound healed faster than anyone else.
But at night, in the unknown bed curtain, it becomes more and more clingy.
Ji Hong knew that he was actually suffering a lot. Such natural disasters and man-made disasters were quite traumatic, but these panics and bewilderments were not easily revealed to others.
The wound gradually healed, and Yu Jinnian was able to lie down and sleep, but the itching of the new scar made it difficult to sleep and eat, especially in the dead of night, it was like a bug crawling, and because the injury was on his back, he turned his backhand I can't reach it, so I can only lie on the pillow and hum softly.
"It means it's getting better soon, bear with it." The scab is reddish-brown, and it looks more ferocious than a new wound. Every time Ji Hong looks at it, he feels worried. He uses his fingertips to touch both sides of the scar Rubbing lightly, although it does not mean to scratch the itch, but it is more or less effective. After a little bit of relief from the itching, he went to get the Shengji Cream to help him apply it.
Feeling cold on his back, Yu Jinnian looked up at him and called, "Ah Hong."
"Huh?" Ji Hong responded softly, carefully took out the dark red ointment with his fingers, and carefully applied it on the boy's wound. In response to this sound, the other party did not speak, because the ointment had to be left to dry for a quarter of an hour to slowly absorb after application, he wiped his hands, took a book and leaned on the bed to read.
Yu Jinnian was already docile in front of him, but now his expression became softer, his eyes sparkled orange, he stared blankly for a while, then suddenly followed the words just now and murmured: "It's nothing, let me call you. Just thinking about it, you are still here ... It's a good thing you're still here."
Ji Hong's hand flipping the book paused slightly, and looked down, the young man was staring at him steadfastly, his throat tightened, he put down the book, leaned over to hold the back of Yu Jinnian's neck, and kissed him on the forehead, seeing Yu Jinnian didn't dodge, so he slowly moved the kiss down to the tip of his nose, gently.
Afterwards, although they didn't retreat, they didn't advance again, their breathing intertwined and lingering, but both of them were strangely calm. Ji Hong looked at him and asked silently. Yu Jinnian drooped his eyes, rubbed against the man's palm, and raised his jaw slightly.
Only then did Ji Hong slowly go down and touched his lips, but he didn't go too deep. He just held his lips, brushed them with the tip of his tongue, and rubbed against him for a long time. The corners of the young man's eyes were flushed, as if two balls of rouge had been rubbed on his fair face, which made it hard to bear even a little more.
He backed away slightly, but Yu Jinnian grabbed the front of his front again, not letting him go.
"Jin Nian." With lips close together, Ji Hong lowered his eyes and rubbed the corner of the boy's red eye with his thumb. His heart was full of tenderness and his eyes were full of helplessness. He whispered, "Come back to Beijing with me."
Yu Jinnian raised his eyes to look at him.
"The home here is gone, let's build another... There will be a home, our home." Ji Hong said, "Huh? Okay?"
These words touched Yu Jinnian's heart. He tossed two lifetimes back and forth, all he wanted was a home where he could settle down, a place where he could go back no matter how far he went, so when Ji Hong mentioned home, he finally couldn't hold back the pain , It seemed that someone poked a hole in the heart that had been sore all the time, and squeezed out the bitter juice.
Ji Hong squeezed his fingers and spoke in a soft voice, talking about the scenery of the capital and about their "home", he said: "If you don't like living in the mansion, we will move to the second brother's place." Jin Youting, but you need to renovate it in advance; if you like other places, you can find another house according to the character, and then set up a separate yard for you to use as a medicine house... "
At the end of the talk, Yu Jinnian kept leaning on Ji Hong's shoulder without making a sound. Seeing that he was also tired, Ji Hong stopped bothering him and picked up the scroll again to read. Before going to bed, when the lanterns were about to go out, Ji Hong casually asked about returning to Beijing. He didn't hold out any hope of getting an answer, but he didn't expect the person in his arms to put his arm gently on his neck, vaguely "Hum" sounded.
As the weather warmed up, the wicker sprouted, and one letter after another came from Beijing to urge the Min brothers to return to Beijing. In the blink of an eye, on the vernal equinox, the relevant luggage, carriages and horses have already been prepared, and everyone's injuries have basically healed. There is no point in delaying it any longer, so we have to return.
Yu Jinnian cleaned up all the gold, pearls and silver nuggets from the ruins of a bowl of noodle shops, and put them in boxes. He thought it over, he must go to the capital with him, and along the way, he also wanted to find out the truth about the leak in the noodle shop, and Sui Sui would also be taken away, after all, he promised Er Niang.
I originally thought that if Qing Huan had other plans of her own, he would give her the money so that she could have some money by her side, but before he asked, when Qing Huan heard from Duan Ming that she was going back to Beijing, she He ran over first and begged Yu Jinnian to take her in as a servant girl and take her away with him.
Qing Huan was willing to follow, of course he was happy.
That's why I agreed to this, and when I went out, I saw Su Ting driving a donkey cart with Ah Chun sitting in the cart. This way is to promise Bai Haitang to take him to the capital to see the snow, and that way is to find him missing along the way. brother.
Yu Jinnian: "..."
So in the end, none of them were left behind. Even Tinker Bell, who had never been seen again after the accident, jumped off the wall of someone's house with a tacit understanding, jumped straight into the waiting carriage, and swayed in the carriage ready for Yu Jinnian. sleep on a cushion.
On the other hand, Shi Xing and Young Master Jiang really had been together for a long time.
Before leaving, Yu Jinnian stood beside the carriage and suddenly proposed to visit another bowl of noodle shop.
The ruins have been strictly guarded by Min Ji's people, not even a mouse was put in, and Ji Hong sent people in more than once to clean it up, but the fire was so fierce that day, almost the entire noodle shop was burned to ashes.
Yu Jinnian stood in front of the door, the sunlight pierced through the ruins and fell on the dilapidated plaque of a bowl of noodle shop. The backyard, which was once filled with laughter and laughter, was now covered with a layer of dry black ash. Half of the footprints were dirty, swaying here and there, no shape could be seen, and no one was intact. When he stepped into the front hall, when he raised his hand, the half-drawn door that was hanging diagonally fell down with a snap.
Ji Hong pulled the young man back a step, and saved him from being dusted in a daze. Seeing that he was about to go inside, Ji Hong resisted the urge to dissuade him, and patiently said: "It's dangerous inside, be careful with your steps— I'll be waiting for you at the door."
Yu Jinnian nodded: "Come out."
Ji Hong is relieved, and he can only rest assured.
Yu Jinnian walked slowly around every corner, opened a piece of broken wood on the ground, picked up a few broken golden needles, and a few pieces of broken porcelain with familiar patterns, and a delicate wooden dowry next to it, half of which was burnt out , there was a puddle of small charcoal beads flowing on the ground, and when I crushed them with my fingertips, they were all shattered, and I couldn't tell they were white pearls at all.
This place where he has lived for just half a year, but has entrusted all his emotions so far, is about to leave today.
Back on the carriage, the coachman blew his whip, and the wheels started to spin, driving forward, and soon drove out of the west city gate. This trip to Xiajing was a long way away, and I don't know if there is any chance to come back in this life. Yu Jinnian looked back The word "Xin'an" hung high on the city gate is vigorous and vigorous. It is said that it was written by a certain prefect of the previous dynasty.
Yu Jinnian's hands were clenched tightly and his waist was wrapped around his body. Ji Hong put the washed red cloak on him: "I got up early today, if I'm sleepy, I'll sleep again. I'll call you at the next place."
"Yeah." Yu Jinnian obediently received this thoughtfulness, leaned on the other's shoulder, looked at the burnt piece of the cloak, and slowly closed his eyes.
Ji Hong turned his head and kissed the top of the young man's head: "Are you afraid of going to the capital?"
The cat jumped onto Yu Jinnian's lap, occupying the softest center of the leg, curled up on the soft rabbit fur cloak and snorted, Yu Jinnian slowly rubbed the cat's neck hair, he knew it would go forever No matter how difficult it is to go back, I know that I have to go to a wave of deep and invisible vastness, but the fragrance of pine wood clothes in the nose is reassuring, but also confusing.
The corner of his mouth curved slightly: "With you, I'm not afraid to go anywhere."
Going thousands of miles, only the king is the way back.