Ding Xiu has always scoffed at the love between men and women.

When he was a rogue, he had seen some men and women who eloped, and it stands to reason that they could do such an outrageous behavior as elopement, and the relationship between them must be relatively deep.

But the emotion of disobeying his parents and spending the rest of the world with each other can't withstand the hardships of the road and the exhaustion of money......

When he was stationed in the mountains, he once heard a rogue say: "Lao Tzu likes to rob those men and women who elope, they usually carry a lot of money with them, and those men are often so frightened that they pee their pants when they see Lao Tzu's machete, and even push the women out to let Lao Tzu let him go." ”

"Phew! It's disgusting! Liukou muttered, "But it is precisely because of such people that Lao Tzu can marry two daughters-in-law." ”

When he said the word 'daughter-in-law', he had a look on his face as if he were showing off the spoils of war.

Ding Xiu held a blade of grass in his mouth and lazily looked away.

But what the rogues said was right, and the men and women who eloped seemed to them like fat sheep out of the railing.

Later, Ding Xiu also encountered such a fat sheep once, the man was cowardly, the woman was delicate, the two of them snuggled up to each other, looking at him and the knife in his hand tremblingly.

"Strong man, strong man spare his life!"

The cowardly-looking man had a bookish air on him, and he should have looked like a scholar. He took out a bag of silver taels from his pocket and pleaded, "This is all the belongings of my husband and wife, and I beg the strong man to let us go." ”

The silver taels were no more and no less, enough for him to drink wine for half a month.

However, Ding Xiu did not put away the knife, his eyes were slanted, and he said with a hint of nonchalance: "What are you carrying on your back?" ”

"Yes...... It's some miscellaneous ......," the scholar explained, gritting his teeth, and unpacking his backpack.

It's red.

A red skirt, a red crown, and a red caftan.

It was a couple.

Ding Xiu glanced at the woman who had been silent, her palms were slender and white, so the marks of needle on the tips of her fingers were particularly eye-catching.

He can imagine that the men and women who eloped because of love, the women with the yearning for a better future, embroidered the wedding clothes on the bumpy road, in the carriage, on the boat, under the moonlight, embroidered with a needle and a thread, embroidered with longing and longing.

Ding Xiu squatted down with his legs crossed and put the Miao knife on his shoulder.

"Give this woman to me, I'll let you go, how about it?"

He didn't have any thoughts, he just thought that the woman was a good embroiderer, and he happened to have a garment that needed to be repaired.

Ding Xiu didn't expect the scholar to refuse. According to the former rogue, this scholar should panic, be frightened, and then sacrifice everything to survive, including women.

But he didn't. The thin scholar trembled, but said something resolutely.

What did he say at that time? It seems to be a piece of poetry.

Ding Xiu followed his master to learn knives and kill, but he didn't learn to read and write well, so he didn't understand the meaning of that poem at that time.

But the scholar's trembling appearance of chanting poetry succeeded in pleasing him, and Ding Xiu let them go.

Time has passed, and when he is bored, Ding Xiu always thinks of that poem.

"Life is the same, death is the same."

The scene in front of him suddenly changed, under the warm sun, the small courtyard that carried the old time stood quietly, the horses under him let out a mournful roar, and finally fell to the ground because they couldn't bear the running for days, the people on the horse turned over and fell to the ground, the Miao knife fell to the ground, and the blade of the knife was exposed from the unwrapped strip of cloth.

The cold blade reflected the pale and painful cheeks.

The feeling of hunger is painful. The soreness in the stomach spread throughout the abdomen, then throbbing, then retching...... When he is extremely hungry, he can do whatever it takes to eat and kill people.

Later, when he was able to eat enough, he began to like to drink, and he needed money to drink, so he killed people and robbed money.

- Later the master left.

- Later, the junior brother also left.

The master died because of old age, and he didn't blame him, but why did the junior brother leave? Is life a bad life for a rogue? If you have money to spend and drink alcohol, you only need to kill people to get what you want.

Although I comfort myself in this way, what is the feeling of emptiness in my heart?

People, in order to survive, can give everything.

That's what he's always believed in.

Ding Xiu stood up and walked forward step by step, his steps staggering a little because of the fall from his horse.

"Senior brother!"

Behind him, Jin Yichuan's shouts became indistinct.

He walked into the courtyard, Zhang Yan was silently guarding the medicine stove outside the door, Ding Xiu paused, and then entered the house.

The girl lying on the hospital bed behind the bamboo curtain was breathing shallowly, there was blood on her left shoulder, and the face that was always smiling, smiling, and laughing was just silent like a withered white plum at this time.

If leaving does not protect the person he wants to protect, then why should he leave.

People can do anything to survive. Ding Xiu was so convinced in the past, and still is.

People can do anything to survive.

Whether it's your own survival or the survival of others.

Some people are higher than the latter, and some people are higher than the former.

He picked her up.

"Let's run away." Jin Yichuan whispered behind him.

"Ahh Ding Xiu nodded.

Flee to a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, build a house with three entrances and three exits, and if he can, he also wants to have a person who can say to him when he is facing death, 'Life is the same thing, death is the same hole'.

- But in the end, this wish probably won't come true.

Running all the way, looking at the back of the girl who finally took care of her body and left without any nostalgia, Ding Xiu looked up at the sky.

After waiting for her for a year, he smiled bitterly,

"Sure enough, I'd better go back to the mountains and be a rogue."

He muttered, carrying the Miao knife and turning around.

Then he heard the surprised questions of Jin Yichuan and the others beside him: "Miss Ruan?" Why are you back again? ”

He froze.

"I suddenly remembered something." The girl said behind her in a voice that seemed to be strong and excited: "Ding Xiu, you still owe me a sum of money, right?" ”

The high braids tied back of his head suddenly trembled.

Ruan Mo'an clenched his sleeves and looked at the back in front of him with a smile.

"That's my dowry money, no."

Ding Xiu slowly turned his head.

The girl's smile seemed to be a silent telling.

Long time no see.

I miss you.

The author is big: "Ding Xiu, don't worry, Ruan Mo'an is moved by you, people also belong to you, I hope you won't live up to her!" ”

Ding Xiu laughed stupidly, "Okay, I can't repay you for being grateful!" ”

Ruan Mo'an: "Hey, I haven't promised you yet, why did you sell me, author, it's not righteous!" ”

Author Dad: "Don't you think so? ”

Ruan Mo'an: "I'm sorry! ”

Author Dad: "......"