For example, the character Liang in the name also has the meaning of hillside and earth. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Half a month after receiving the scientific name, his interest in the name gradually declined, and he was not happy to write so many cumbersome strokes, so he omitted the character in the middle of the name.

The gentleman said it a few times, and he did whatever he wanted.

Later, when he signed up for the army registration, he reported the word Zhou Liang. Since then, the name has been with him for most of his life.

Except for the elders who were ancient, no one called the mud monkeys anymore.

Sometimes, he will have a sense of trance, as if his life is divided into two parts, one is the reckless and impatient youth, touching the fish and picking apricots up the mountain and down the river carefree, and the other is the years of existence as Zhou Liang, seeing a broader world, but also seeing the deceit between people and the sinister world, and life has a sad background.

It's like the experience of two people, pieced together haphazardly.

The light of the setting sun gradually dissipated, and Zhou Liang stood up slowly on the doorstack on the side.

When he was a young man, he was blessed by his family, accompanied by friends, and taught by his husband, and when he grew up, he gained some friends of life and death in the army, and was favored by God, so he lived for many more years, married a wife, gave birth to children, and lived many years of ordinary and peaceful time.

In this life, he has lived enough, and he has everything that ordinary people should have. What is there to regret?

Without.

Life and death are nothing but ordinary.

As long as you come to this world, one day, you will return to the place where you came. But the difference between walking early and walking late.

When he saw the sick man, he remembered Ah Ye, who had a somewhat dull gaze many years ago, and remembered that many years ago, the fool Ah Ye caught up with them out of breath and stuffed those few bags into his arms as he walked last.

At that time, they had waited for a long time to give up, and they had already left the village far away.

After Ah Ye stuffed the things into his arms, he repeated one by one: "One for each person, the one who saves his life, is not allowed to lose it." ”

Liuzi glanced at the bag and asked Ah Ye, "Did Mr. order it?"

Ah Ye nodded, then stuffed the bag into his arms again, and repeated: "Don't lose it." Survival. ”

With that, he walked towards the village without looking back.

Seeing Ah Ye's figure disappear under the branches of the apricot tree, the little third son finally couldn't help but cry with a whimper: "I know!"

Know what?

Didn't say.

All three understood.

The time spent waiting at the entrance of the village was worth it, and they got the answers they wanted.

After that, the medicine was kept close to the three of them.

When he broke his arm, he was bleeding nonstop, and he was fed one by Xiao Sanzi, and the sixth son was given away by him to save his life, and in the end, only the one of Xiao Sanzi remained, and Xiao Sanzi was not willing to eat.

The power of the two pills is quite sensational, it can be said that it can be brought back to life, and the three of them have a little more admiration for Mr.

Who knows, when he and the third son went back to the mountain to pay respects to Mr. Xie many years later, Mr. was nowhere to be found.

He returned to Beijing to change his guard and got the news of the death of the third son, and the letter of the third son was sent along with a bag of old things.

Years later, by chance, after one of the ordinary mirrors was shattered, the familiar bag and pill were revealed.

The third son left him his medicine.

In such a secretive way, but only the two of them understand.

At that time, Zhou Liang remembered the barren mountain top, under the pomegranate tree, he looked at the scenery of things and people, and once mentioned the feeling of seeing Mr. back then-looking at himself in the mirror.

So, a miss led to a care.

Unfortunately, at that time, his wife and children had passed away one after another, and he was alone, and he didn't know what to do with the medicine. So I left home as if I had left home many years ago, and put it away closely.

Until a few days ago, he saw a man similar to Ah Ye sitting in the house with a pale face, and he felt that perhaps, the reason why God made him immortal and kept the medicine for himself was for such a day - he could return this medicine to its original owner and save a person's life.

The medicine that brought the dead back to life, Mr. was afraid that by chance, he only got a few of them, otherwise there would be no more tombstones in the mountains.

He felt a little guilty, a little uneasy, and at the same time a little excited.

wrote countless verbose messages, but in the end they were torn off one by one. In the end, what was left was a simple sentence, a few words.

The property is returned to its rightful owner.

He thought, although it was simple, the gentleman should understand.

So when the morning was about to dawn, he cooked the paper, pressed the note under the wooden box, and went down the mountain alone in the morning light.

His time was running out, and he wanted to go back and see it again. In his last days, he wanted to live with those beautiful and painful memories that had passed.

Another point, if he is here, Mr. is afraid that he will hesitate.

There was only one pill, but there were two people.

One is dying of old age, the other is dying of serious illness.

From his youth and recklessness to the current experience, Zhou Liang knows that the man who is extremely similar to Ah Ye has a very close relationship with Mr. He didn't want his husband to make a choice, no matter how he chose, it would be cruel to a kind-hearted gentleman.

The way to be safe and complete in the world.

In his last days, he wanted to give something back to his husband.

This is his fulfillment and his wish.

"Go down the hill for a walk. ”

"Hmm. ”

Half a year later, Changye and I walked on the streets of Xunyang.

His body and bones have improved a lot, most of his old illnesses have disappeared, he no longer coughs, and his whole person is full of vitality.

On the way back, on the way out of the city, I saw a team of jubilant greeting relatives, the bright sedan chair was bumpy, accompanied by the deafening sound of festive music, and people also had a sense of joy in their hearts.

Long Night looked at the bright red sedan chair and was silent for a long time.

"Let's go. ”

Reluctantly retracting his gaze, I said.

"In a few days, let's get married. ”

When I was about to reach the mountain, Long Night suddenly pulled me and said.

I was stunned for a moment, and I didn't come back to my senses for a long time.

"Okay?"

Long Night asked me, his eyes full of tenderness.

"Hmm. ”

The thatched hall hung a brand-new red lantern, pasted a big red double happiness, and the red candles were also set up and lit.

I sat in the room, looking at myself in red in the mirror and smiling. I have been wearing the red dress for many years, but it is the first time I have learned that the red dress originally had a meaning, and it was the wedding dress of the bride in the mortal world.

There was a soft knock on the door.

I opened the door and saw Long Night, also dressed in red. He looked at me with a smile on his lips and held out his hand to me.

I bowed my head, stretched out my hand, and was covered by him.

"Lady-"

Walking and walking, the long night stopped and whispered.

I didn't answer, I just looked down, and suddenly I felt a pull fall towards the ground.

I lowered my eyebrows and eyes, facing my nose that had begun to bleed during the long night.

"No~, no~, why is this happen......ing?

My tears flowed down my eyes.

Long Night didn't answer, and he never woke up in a daze.

He fainted eight steps from the place of our worship.

In those eight short steps, we have exhausted three lives, and we still have not arrived.

The tears grew more and more turbulent, until finally, the eyes were dry and painful. I took his cold hand and put it on my face, crying and crying all the time, forgetting the sun and the moon.

Vivid blood and tears flowed into his vacant palm, slowly condensing, and finally the light that penetrated through him could no longer be seen.