It's a pity that the paper can't contain the fire after all, at the beginning of spring next year, Du Zhe coughed up blood in the choking, he stared at the scarlet point in the towel, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, a pale face, he took a deep breath, and wanted to smile at Cao Xueqin, who ran over in a hurry, but he was stunned to make a smile that was more ugly than crying:

"Xueqin, I ......" Du Zhe's eyes suddenly became sour, and warm liquid gushed out, "Xueqin, I can't help you...... I—I'm sorry for you......"

“…… Dongliu," Cao Xueqin walked over, and a dense kiss fell on Du Zhe's face, "Don't cry, please, don't cry." Dongliu, you'll be fine, we've made an appointment, and the doctor will be here soon. Even if you won't be fine, I'll be with you. Life and death, we are all in this together. ”

"No, Xueqin, listen to me," Du Zhe held Cao Xueqin's face and said softly, "I have something important to say to you!" ”

However, before Du Zhe's words could be spoken, his eyes were dark.

When he woke up again, Du Zhe found him lying on the bed, and a doctor was checking his pulse and prescribing prescriptions, and then Ding Rong and the others came in and waited for a while. When everyone retreated, leaving only him and Cao Xueqin, he trembled and grabbed Cao Xueqin's hand, and said softly, "Brother Zhan, I don't know if you believe it or not, but I ...... It's something to say. ”

"What...... Speech? ”

"I ...... It's not a farewell," Du Zhe said this, he first bit his lip and closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "I'm called Du Zhe." And I don't belong to you at all. ”

Cao Xueqin looked at Du Zhe dumbfounded, not believing Du Zhe's words at all. Du Zhe said all the things about how he was brought over by the system and why he approached him, and even told Cao Xueqin about Cao Zhan and "Dream of Red Mansions" a hundred years later.

"So, Xueqin...... You're going to have to live well, you know? As soon as the book is finished, my mission is complete. I will go to the next world, and you, you ...... the book "Dream of Red Mansions" will make you famous for eternity, and there will be people in the world who understand you. I, after I die...... You forgot about me, find someone else......"

Cao Xueqin's lips closed and pointed at Du Zhe, shook his head slowly, frowned, his face became very painful, he suddenly screamed and rushed out of the house. Du Zhe looked at Cao Xueqin's back with a pale face, grabbed the ball of cloth on his chest tightly and kneaded it together, but the tears on his face couldn't stop falling.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Du Zhe wanted to confess to Cao Xueqin very early, but he didn't expect that he would not have a chance until he was separated from life and death. It's okay to teach Cao Xueqin to break her mind and live well. He persuaded himself to do so, but he didn't say a few words, but instead cried and fell on the bed:

That's his beloved, how can he be willing, how to give up!

The sound of footsteps suddenly sounded again, and Du Zhe looked up in surprise with tears on his face and looked at Cao Xueqin who had gone and returned. Cao Xueqin was holding a stack of new manuscripts in her hand, which Du Zhe had never read, and it was probably written by Cao Xueqin when he was unconscious in the past two days.

"These ......," Cao Xueqin trembled and raised the manuscript in her hand, "These are the last few pages of the book, I have already written them, and I just want to show you when you are better." But now—"

You...... Don't you want to show me? Du Zhe thought in his heart.

Cao Xueqin took a deep breath, a miserable smile suddenly bloomed on his face, he took the charcoal fire not far away - it was a pity that it was spring and summer, but Du Zhe was already cold enough to put a brazier in the house, and before Du Zhe could exclaim, Cao Xueqin threw those things he once regarded as life into the charcoal fire in one fell swoop!

"You ......" Du Zhe was dumbfounded, and only after a while trembling gritted his teeth and held back one word at a time, "You...... At...... Do...... Miscellaneous...... Is it? ”

"Burn them! I burned them," Cao Xueqin's face was darkened by the firelight, like a Shura crawling out of hell, "I will never write this book again until I die, you, your mission, and your system will never be completed!" ”

Du Zhe was stunned for a moment, and then tears flowed down more.

"I, it doesn't matter if you are Qu Beiyi, or Du Zhe, or someone else. Where do you come from, where are you going," Cao Xueqin stepped over the brazier, didn't look at the manuscript that condensed his hard work, he gently grabbed Du Zhe's hand hanging on the outside of the quilt, and said, "I only know that you are the one who wants to be with me for a hundred years and stay with me until old age, we swear to the past and this life, and we wish to be with each other in life and life, and the white head will never leave." I won't allow you to break your word, absolutely not. ”

Du Zhe looked at the manuscript that burned to ashes in the fire, and then looked at Cao Xueqin who was holding his hand, and finally sniffled and hugged Cao Xueqin's neck tightly. Flowers are in full bloom outside, full of greenery, the peach blossoms in the courtyard are blooming abnormally, and the small courtyard is full of red, and when the spring breeze rises, it can't help but make people look sideways and move.

afterwards

Du Zhe's illness endured so well, and on the day of the light snow, colorful snowflakes fell in the city of Jiangning, just like the day they just came to Jiangning from the capital: the same thousands of miles of warblers crying, water villages and mountains, towers and ponds, and mountain pillows and cold currents.

It's just that the winter sunset and snow always teach people to sigh infinitely. Du Zhe was draped in a heavy hat, standing by the window, looking at the snow scene outside, and suddenly became interested, and sang a passage from "The Palace of Eternal Life", "May life be born and never be separated." There is this alliance between Chongqing, and the twin stars are learned. In heaven I wish it was a winged bird, and on earth I would like it to be a branch. The days are long and sometimes endless, and this vow is endless. ”

In the woods, Du Zhe heard a "bang" in his ears, he looked down and saw a few crying people in a small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River, and saw a handsome boy standing by the window, and suddenly fell down.

Before Du Zhe could react, a "ding" suddenly sounded in his ears-

[Congratulations to the host, mission NO.419 has been completed.] The next world is about to open, please confirm with the host. 】

……

[Congratulations to the host, mission NO.419 has been completed.] The next world is about to open, please confirm with the host. Please ask the host to confirm. 】

……

Du Zhe turned his head one by one, blushed, held his breath, and shouted at the invisible system: "My god will die!! Mission God TM accomplished?! Isn't that book not yet finished?! What about the good book and counterattack!! Why don't you play according to the routine! I'm not convinced! ”

【…… Congratulations to the host, mission NO.419......]

"Congratulations on paralyzing !!" Du Zhe roared angrily, and he fell to his knees with a thud, "How, how can this be?" Why, why is this happening? ”

[Ding~ Due to the delay in the confirmation of the host, the system will automatically open the next task for you, please note the host, please note the host, NO.420 object ......]

Du Zhe curled himself up in a ball and covered his ears with his hands, he didn't want to listen, he didn't want to hear anything.

◎◎◎

In the first month of the 29th year of Qianlong, in the capital, in the Iron Lion Hutong, "Dong Dong Dong" sounded three times, and the door of Heshuo and the Prince's Mansion was knocked.

The one who came to answer the door was still the porter back then, but he was much older, and his gray beard squinted at the young man outside the door, "Are you ......?" ”

"I ......" The young man was silent for a long time, and then the porter saw clearly that he was wearing a rough linen shirt and a snow-white belt around his waist, he cleared his throat and said softly, "Is the prince there?" I have a letter here, and my master wants me to present it to the prince in person. ”

The porter wanted to ask something, but the original chief historian happened to see this scene, he stared at the young man outside the door, and suddenly recognized the person, he hurriedly walked over, grabbed the person's hand and asked, "Ding...... But Mr. Xiao Ding next to Cao Ye? ”

Ding Rong saw that the other party recognized, saluted respectfully, and asked softly, "Is the prince here?" ”

"In! At! Sir, please come with me! The chief historian took Ding Rong and walked quickly through the courtyard, "The prince expected that Mr. Ding would definitely come, and he has been waiting at home for the past few days." I've heard that the ...... Cao Ye, is it really ......? ”

Ding Rong's eyes turned red, he held back his tears, and smiled reluctantly, "It's not too late to meet the prince before talking." ”

The two of them came to Hongday's place after a while, he quietly set up a book case, and when he saw Ding Rong and them coming, he even laughed to himself for a while, and said to himself, "The face of the former imperial brother is not very good, I know." I didn't think about it, but this ferocity still responded-"

Ding Rong respectfully worshiped Prince He, and presented Cao Xueqin's letter to Hongday. After reading this letter hastily, Hongday's face changed several times, and finally his hands trembled, "What...... Both of them ...... Be...... When? ”

"Qu Ye is ......" Ding Rong's voice choked, "I went there last summer, and the second master has been sad all the time, and he loves to eat and drink, and his body is not easy to give birth to." When government affairs are busy, there is always no head, so I fall ill, and I always ...... It's always Chinese New Year's Eve night, and it's gone......"

"Chinese New Year's Eve?!" Hongtian was shocked, "Why did you come to report at this time?" But, what did you leave behind? ”

"On the first day of the Lunar New Year, who has no taboo in the house?" Ding Rong said, crying silently, "The slave got the letter, and when the year passed, he dared to come over to the prince." When the second master was keeping the New Year, he was no longer sober, and he always shouted that he wanted Qu Ye to accompany him to release Manan Mountain...... The minions couldn't persuade him, so he ate a few more glasses of wine, and people couldn't help it......"

Ding Rong couldn't go on, Hongday was also embarrassed, the snow in the first month of the capital had not yet melted, and the sound of ticking while skiing outside was like an unfinished rain in the summer. Holding the broken intestines, someone must cry and mourn.

Finally, when Ding Rong cried and calmed down, Hongtian asked again, "But, what else?" ”

"Before the second master went, he always laughed strangely, and said several 'confirmations', 'confirmations', and 'confirmations', and the minions couldn't guess the true meaning. It was obviously a big night that day, but there were bursts of golden light flashing in the house, and the old people said that they were afraid that it was Ye Wenqu Xing, and now he was going back to heaven......"

Hongtian smiled bitterly, didn't say anything, and looked at the blurred light and shadow outside, under the red wall, it seemed to be in the void.

The warbler cries in spring, and the snow melts in the city, which is the dream of the Red Mansion, a dream, and a thousand searches.