When I first saw the person in the wheelchair, I almost didn't recognize it. However, some people's appearance may have changed, but there is still an aura on their bodies, and that aura will not change.

It may have been a few seconds, and I suddenly realized that this person in a wheelchair staying next to the campfire was Lu Fangding.

To be honest, I couldn't believe my eyes, and even began to wonder if I was wrong, Lu Fangding, once upon a time, the big guy Lu Fangding, would it become like this?

Lu Fangding is even weaker now than the last time I saw him, and only one skin remains. His hair was completely white, probably untrimmed in a long time, messy. His beard was also snow-white, his whole face and cheeks were sunken, and his eyes were open, but they were very blank.

He was like a skeleton in a single skin, with the last shred of breath left to hang, ready to die at any moment.

When I saw Lu Fangding, there was an indescribable feeling in my heart. He's become like this, even though I used to be dissatisfied with him, how can I hate him now?

Lu Fangding could obviously see me, and he raised his hand vigorously and beckoned me to come to him. I feel a little surprised, Lu Fangding's appearance has changed, my appearance has also changed, and it has changed beyond recognition, Lu Fangding can recognize me at a glance, which is really beyond my expectations.

I slowly walked to Lu Fangding's side, this major event that has lasted for thousands of years, I don't know how many people have been affected. At least Lu Fangding and I were caught up in it, and we both paid a heavy price.

"Do you regret it?" Lu Fangding tilted his head slightly, and glanced at me, he didn't seem to even have much strength to speak, and in just one sentence, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

I don't know how to answer him, my life was so peaceful, every day at the Qikong Bridge to see the shop, drink tea, and brag to people, but now, every day of life is spent in rush and fear. Not only that, but I myself have become a ghost or a ghost, and if you ask me if I regret it, it is false not to regret it.

I was silent, picked up a little wood by the campfire, and threw it into the fire that was about to be extinguished. The fire was filled with firewood, and soon it burned, and the jumping flames reflected my face, as well as the face of the landing.

"If I say I don't regret it, would you believe it?" I got some wood and sat back down.

Lu Fangding didn't speak again, a hand trembled and stretched out, and I saw that he was holding a pack of cigarettes in his hand, and I often smoked the soft blue building.

When I went to pick up the cigarette, I felt that Lu Fangding's hand was not only as thin as firewood, but also cold and cold. I wanted to say it, but then I couldn't say it.

I smoked silently, Lu Fangding silently watched me smoke, and neither of them said anything more. I smoked two cigarettes in a row, and when I raised my head again, I saw Lu Fangding crying.

He sat in a wheelchair, without any superfluous movements, tilting his head slightly, and muddy tears flowed down his cheeks.

I don't know, he cried for his fate or for mine.

Before that, I felt like I wanted to ask him a lot of questions, but seeing the way he looked at the moment, and seeing the tears falling from the corners of his eyes, I couldn't ask anymore. At this point, it is actually superfluous to ask anything.

"What are you doing here?"

"Farewell."

"Goodbye?" I was stunned, but I soon understood that Lu Fangding had run out of oil and dried up, and he might not last long, if he lay down on Huayang's side and waited for me to go back, it was estimated that he couldn't wait. Therefore, Lu Fangding took his last breath and rushed here from Huayang thousands of miles away, just to tell me that there would be no time in the future.

The experience between the two of us may not be pleasant, or it may be full of twists and turns. However, there is always an end to everything, no matter how much Lu Fangding affects me, if he dies, then all this will come to an end.

I didn't want to ask him anything anymore, because no matter how much I asked, I couldn't get an answer. Before that, I always thought that Lu Fangding was the initiator of this matter, and without his arrangement, I would not have been involved. But at this moment, I suddenly realized that Lu Fangding was not the mastermind behind the scenes, he was just a chess piece.

In the face of this big event, all people are just chess pieces.

But I still have the only question in my heart, I want to ask Lu Fangding, Zhang Momo, Lao Wang and Ning Xiaomei, when will they wake up. I'm scared that the three of them will sleep forever. Just like the days when the monkey Dajue was sealed in Dapeng Silver City, it will take thousands of years to reappear in the world.

"The three of them......" I asked, pointing back to the big cloth bag and asking, "How long are they going to sleep?" ”

Lu Fangding didn't answer me, but I saw his lips trembling slightly, and I quickly took a step closer and put my ear to it, wanting to hear what he was saying.

I was surprised that Lu Fangding's lips were trembling, but he didn't speak, he was humming a song that had been in our hometown for many, many years in a very small voice. Anyone who grew up in our village, young and old, sings this song.

He was humming a song, his eyes still open, but the vitality in his eyes was rapidly disappearing. I don't know what Lu Fangding will think of in this world.

Soon, Lu Fangding's voice became quieter, and the song was inaudible. I can see that he has been working hard and trying to keep his eyes open, however, no one in the world can beat death, everyone will die, and Lu Fangding is no exception.

His voice grew quieter and quieter, until at last he was completely silent. The corners of his mouth seemed to show a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Lu Fangding didn't speak, and he didn't have the strength to speak. But seeing the smile on his lips, I seemed to know what was going on in his mind right now.

He may have thought of the green wheat fields of his hometown, of the girls he had secretly loved when he was young, of the days when there were no sorrows and troubles.

With his abilities, if he hadn't taken this path, he might have fared better than most people. It's just that there is no regret medicine in the world.

He may be really tired, just like the blind San'er at that time, he had a chance to live again, but he resolutely gave up.

I didn't shed tears, the tears seemed to have dried up, just looking at Lu Fangding, watching him go through the last short period of his life.

I thought, this time apart, there is no chance of goodbye.

At the moment when Lu Fangding's life and consciousness were about to be extinguished like a bonfire around him, his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, although only a gap was opened, but I was still slightly taken aback. I can't tell if this is what people often say, but I can feel that Lu Fangding must have something to say.

I immediately put my ear to his mouth, and sure enough, Lu Fangding used the last bit of strength in his life to intermittently say to me: "Actually...... I regret it...... Regretting that I left...... Take this path...... But I didn't choose ......."

As soon as this sentence was finished, Lu Fangding's expression and gaze were all frozen.

I shouldn't be sad, I have nothing to do with Lu Fangding, but the moment I saw him breathe, I couldn't tell why, I felt very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

I was a little out of breath because of this unbearable pressure, my waist was already not straight, and coupled with the feeling of being stuffy now, I immediately began to cough violently. The cough was very severe, as if he was going to cough out all his internal organs.

"Baby, drink saliva."

Grandma Wu didn't know when she stood behind her, she must have known that Lu Fangding had come here to see me for the last time, and she also knew that Lu Fangding was now dead. When it comes to friendship, Grandma Wu and Lu Fangding have known each other much longer than me, people are older, and they are getting closer and closer to death.

Grandma Wu handed me a glass of water, but I couldn't drink it.

In the flickering of my eyes, I saw a man slowly walking through the darkness over there. In the absence of light, only the blind can walk so steadily.

When this person walked behind Lu Fangding, I saw clearly, this was the blind fortune teller.

The blind fortune teller is also a person who has been deeply affected by this great event, and one of his sons has died, and I killed him by mistake. I felt guilty about this, and when I saw the blind fortune teller, I felt a little unable to hold my head up.

Last time, the blind fortune teller had already said that their family would quit completely, because everything owed to Lu Fang had already been paid off. But I didn't expect that the blind fortune teller would appear here again.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust, I'll give him a ride." The blind fortune teller helped Lu Fangding's wheelchair, fumbled with a hand that grabbed Lu Fangding, and patted it gently: "After all, we are still friends, I can't do anything, I'll give you a ride here." ”

The blind fortune teller pushed the wheelchair and turned around slowly, as if he was going to take Lu Fangding's body away. Grandma Wu and I didn't stop it, the blind fortune teller values love and righteousness, and now blocking him is tantamount to covering his heart.

I didn't say a word, I just planned to watch the blind fortune teller and Lu Fangding go away. But after the blind fortune teller slowly walked out for ten steps, he stopped, stood in place and thought for a while, then turned around and said, "There are two sentences, I may be talking nonsense, do you want to listen?" ”

Apparently this was said to me, and I immediately stood up and staggered over to the blind fortune teller.

The two of us walked to the side, and I sat down on a stone with the blind fortune teller and handed him a cigarette. The blind fortune teller took two puffs and pondered for a while before he spoke: "There is something very strange. ”

"About me?" I know that the blind fortune teller will not say anything to me at this time, and since he wants to tell me this, it means that this matter must have something to do with me.

"It's none of your business." The blind fortune teller extinguished the cigarette butt and said, "It's about your father." ”