87_87272Su Jiming was like being smacked on the head, and he was suddenly dizzy.

When he was a child, he was almost brought up by his grandmother, his mother died early, and his father was busy with the affairs of the DPRK and China, so he rarely cared about him. He was the only grandson of his grandmother, who kept him by her side and loved him as if he were a heart. He once swore to his grandmother that he would let her live in peace and prosperity in her old age. However, before his oath could be fulfilled, he was degraded abroad for offending people. The old grandmother was too old to run with him, so before he left, he promised his grandmother that he would return to Beijing as soon as possible, so that his grandmother would not die alone.

Two years have passed, however, none of his vows have been fulfilled, and his grandmother has died. My grandmother was old and frail, sick, and so lonely, and miserable in the last two years. And he was in Hainan, and the news of his death was transmitted back to Beijing by Qin Chun, how desperate was his grandmother's last days? It took dozens of days to get from Huizhou to the capital, and my grandmother had already gone before she heard the news that she was alive......

Su Jiming took a deep breath and pulled his nails into his palm. For a moment, remorse, guilt, anger, and other feelings tormented him, making his face pale, his heart like a knife, and he could barely breathe.

It would be nice if you could give him a few more years! He would rather exchange his yang longevity for a happy old age for his grandmother! Otherwise, he will have regrets for the rest of his life and will not be able to feel at ease!

Wei Qiong patted Su Jiming's shoulder: "Festival mourning." ”

Su Jiming smiled reluctantly: "I...... It's okay. "I smothered the wine in the cup in one gulp.

When Su Jiming returned to his residence, it was already dark. The subordinates helped him get out of the sedan chair, and his legs were so weak that he almost fell to the ground, but fortunately he was caught.

"Childe, you're finally back!" Su Yan came out and took over the people around Su Jiming to support Su Jiming. He smelled it from Su Jiming and said in surprise, "Childe, are you drunk?" ”

Su Jiming lowered his head and did not speak.

Su Yan thought that Su Jiming was tired, so he put one arm on his shoulder and helped him to the bedroom: "Childe, why did you drink so much wine again, you just drank something wrong a while ago, and you don't care about your body too much." ”

Su Jiming didn't speak all the time, making Su Yan think that he was so tired that he was about to fall asleep.

A master and a servant turned around the corridor, and there were fewer people around. When passing by a locust tree, Su Jiming suddenly stopped.

"Childe?" Su Yan stopped puzzled.

Su Jiming leaned his back against the big tree and kept his head down. It was already late, and the dim lantern light made Su Yan unable to see Su Jiming's expression clearly, but he found that Su Jiming's body seemed to be trembling, as if he was ...... Weep.

This discovery made Su Yan stunned in place. He rarely saw Su Jiming look so fragile, and he didn't know what to do.

Su Jiming weakly stretched out his hands to Su Yan, a posture of longing for a hug. Su Yan reacted instantly, stepped forward and hugged Su Jiming without hesitation, and asked softly, "...... Childe, what's wrong? ”

Su Jiming endured it for a night, and at this moment, the alcohol began to attack, and when he saw the person he trusted the most, he finally couldn't help crying loudly: "Su Yan...... Su Yan...... Grandmother, she died. ”

Su Yan was stunned.

Su Jiming was brought up by his grandmother, and Su Yan was the scholar chosen by his grandmother. Therefore, Su Yan has also been by the old lady's side since he was a child, and he has a good relationship with the old lady. He didn't know how to react for a while, he was only surprised, and Su Jiming's more and more open crying helped him find a feeling of sadness, and he sobbed along.

Suddenly, many images that were still vivid in their minds poured into Su Jiming's mind.

When he was young, he liked to sleep with his grandmother, who told him to read and lull him to sleep. Grandmother always held the candle at the head of the bed, held the book far away, squinted her eyes and read him the contents of the book word by word softly and kindly, and gently touched his head to lull him to sleep. Once when he fell asleep, the candle fell over, and the quilt was burned, and his grandmother held him and shouted for help, but fortunately, someone came to put out the fire in time, and he was fine, but his grandmother had a scar on her back. At that time, he did not understand why his grandmother always kept the candles so close, and later realized that his grandmother was too old to read the words in the book.

His father, Sude, was a very strict man, and when he was a child, he was studying, and if he failed to answer his father's request, he would be severely punished, and he would be made to copy the book a hundred times, and he would not be allowed to eat if he could not finish copying. His grandmother felt sorry for him and always secretly brought him something to eat. For this reason, Su De and his mother were angry several times, and the old grandmother loved her grandson so much that she did not hesitate to shoot at her son, and chased Su De, who was already the prime minister, with a ring ruler, running all over the yard, and was laughed at by the whole house.

The old grandmother would often ask Su Jiming if he would honor himself when he grew up. Su Jiming would seriously tell her that when she grew up, she would honor her grandmother, and as long as her grandmother wanted it, no matter how valuable the pearl and gem was, he would definitely get it for her grandmother. However, the grandmother asked again and again, and when he was impatient, she refused to answer. However, what the old grandmother wanted was not a pearl and jewel, and she didn't really know how to repay her, the old man just wanted peace of mind, afraid that he would one day be old and useless.

When the old grandmother protected him, she was unreasonable, hot like a nettle smoked, covered with thorns; When he loved him, he was gentle as water, peaceful and thick as a grown dendrobium orchid, enveloping him in it.

The old man's voice and smile were still in front of him, Su Jiming and Su Yan's master and servant hugged their heads and cried, until they were tired and dumb from crying, and Su Jiming's wine strength also disappeared a lot. He staggered to his feet, and walked towards the room with Su Yan in his arms. 、

When he arrived at the door, Su Jiming said in a dumb voice: "I want to stay alone for a while, you don't have to wait tonight." ”

Su Yan wiped his red and swollen eyes, knowing that Su Jiming didn't want to be disturbed at the moment, so he left obediently.

Su Jiming did not enter the house immediately, and went around to the well behind the house, where there was a bucket of beaten cold water at the mouth of the well, and he splashed his face with cold water to wash away the tears on his face. He didn't know if Xiwu would be waiting for him in the room, he didn't want Xiwu to see himself like this.

When his face was washed, he wiped the water off his face with the hem of his clothes, and was about to turn around, when suddenly a pair of arms gently hugged him from behind.

"The end of the world."

Su Jiming was startled, but quickly calmed down, and said with a wry smile: "You are really here." ”

Xi Wu's warm hand touched Su Jiming's cold face soaked in well water, but he didn't ask anything, only said, "Let's enter the house." ”

When the two entered the house, Su Jiming was drunk and tired, and he really didn't have the strength to explain anything, so he took off his clothes and went to bed. Xiwu went out again, got a bucket of hot water out of nowhere, scrubbed it for Su Jiming, and then lay down beside him.

Su Jiming grabbed Xiwu's clothes, buried his face in his chest, and said in a muffled voice: "Xiwu ......"

"Huh?"

"The holy thing in your holy springs...... If it can make people live a long and healthy life, can it also bring people back from the dead? ”

Xi Wu was stunned and didn't answer.

After a moment, Su Jiming raised his head and looked at Xiwu.

Xiwu touched Su Jiming's long hair and said, "Have you drunk?" And he said, "Don't drink with others." ”

Su Jiming asked stubbornly, "You haven't answered me yet." ”

It took a long time for Xiwu to reply: "Dry bones survive...... This has been said among the clan. However, no one has ever seen the holy relics, so they may not be credible. ”

Su Jiming once again buried his face in Xiwu's chest and let out a long breath. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep