293. Evil Star

I burst into tears again, hallucinating again, and it was so ridiculous that I thought that Sheng Shiyao would enter this space. The shadow is uncontrollable, Gao Cheng can't find it, what can I do but follow the script of this illusion? Ethereal and ethereal said to the air: "Brother Yao, Gao Cheng is gone, he wants to sacrifice himself to fulfill me." ”

Silent reincarnation, the corners of the mouth lead to a sarcastic arc, it is really illusory. Roll over and lie down, close your eyes, don't want to be in the trance of the vague silhouette anymore, after recognizing that everything is a phantom, self-exile has become the only instinct. Is it the end when the body suddenly becomes lighter, as if it is suspended in the air and then moves slowly?

It's just that I haven't seen it in a flash, and I miss Gao Cheng like weeping blood. For great sorrow and fear will come in the next moment, and I will forget him with the end of it all, and henceforth there will be a vacant piece in my heart, but there will be nowhere to be found.

"Open your eyes, he's right next to you." It is still a calm and flowing sound, like catkins caressing through the wind. The familiar breath that lingered on the tip of my nose made me instinctively open my eyes, and I saw Takashiro's magnified face, which faded red, and closed his eyes as if he was sleeping, but I couldn't feel his breath so close.

"What's wrong with him?"

"Hold your breath for a while, and your body and mind will become one with this space."

It was as if there was a blunt knife tearing somewhere, and it hurt, but I couldn't find a specific location. I heard myself asking, "What will happen to him?" ”

"Xiaonan, how should you ask yourself? The first time I saw you, I said that you had a catastrophe in your fate, not because your fate was too hard, but because you met a bad star. By now, do you understand? ”

I shook my head, stubborn: "I don't understand." "Don't you just want to say that Gao Cheng is my evil star? I don't care what fate or not, I just know that I met this person at the age of five, and the connection is very deep, and I can still get together again after many years of separation and reunion, isn't it fate? I don't believe that such a deep affection is ultimately attributed to fate. And if not, why do you need to make all kinds of vows today? Takashiro had sworn that I was his more than once, and since I met him, I had no second choice.

But the voice still said in a clear tone: "I don't understand that you are clear in your heart, calamity is the most elusive thing in the world, I didn't believe it once, I thought I could inherit the sky, but some things are not inviolable, if you violate it, it will be doubled back to the person you value the most......"

"Enough!" I couldn't help but roar with emotion anymore: "Sheng Shiyao, you don't have to say these things in a tone of staying out of the matter, if I say that I am destined to meet a bad star, that evil star should also be you!" If you hadn't turned their attention to me for your own selfish desires, how would I have been robbed of this island, and how would I have met him? You are the source of all the trouble! ”

I don't want to complain or hate, but seeing Gao Cheng lying here silently like this, and being said to be my fateful star, a flame rose from my body, burning more and more.

To my surprise, he smiled instead: "You finally figured it out?" I never said he was your evil star, it was me. And before I left at the end of that year, I also said a word, you can help you survive the catastrophe when you meet a nobleman, remember? ”

Hearing this, I shifted my eyes from Gao Cheng's face to the person in front of me, "What do you want to say?" Say that Gao Cheng is the nobleman? If he stays in this inexplicable place forever and becomes a monster who is neither human nor demonic, then, can I choose not to accept it? I'd rather go through the fateful calamity, even if," word by word: "Life and death are fate." ”

He looked at me calmly, with a complicated light in his eyes, and he said, "If you can choose, it will not be called destiny." "A lot of times, you feel that humans are the smallest animals, usually powerless, and can only be comforted by their bodies dryly. ”

I don't know if it's because there's a kind of settling magic in his voice, or if I'm affected by this space, my eyes have become sour and abnormal, and once I close them, it's hard to open them again, and it takes a lot of effort, and I can only squint half-squint. I knew that time was running out, and my eyes greedily looked at Takashiro again and again, trying to carve his appearance as deep as possible, until I could no longer bear the weight of my eyelids, black and white, light and shadow, and finally disappeared into darkness.

Consciousness is like a stone thrown into the water, sinking little by little, and when it is close to the bottom, it seems to hear a faint voice whispering: "If it weren't for the evil star, it would have ...... long ago" What would have been a long time ago? I want to try to concentrate and listen clearly, but I really answer those four words: I can't help myself...... Lost in the sanity, disconnected from consciousness, into a flat boat in the dark, floating and sinking, expecting Aiai, no time change, no life expectation, stagnation and eternity.

No one knows what a terrible thing eternity is.

I remembered who said this, and I really felt the meaning of this sentence. That year, I was a Lingding child, and I met the elderly Sheng Shiyao, who was silent in a dark corner for a long time. He asked, "What do you want most?" I thought about it and replied: I want Grandma to never get sick and accompany me, and I won't die like my grandfather. He chuckled, slowly, word for word: no one knows what a terrible thing eternity is.

That night, Grandma left with Grandpa, and I was also sick, and I was infected with Grandma's disease. I was shivering with cold, afraid that Grandma's body would be cold, so I ran to Sheng Shiyao again, and didn't care about anything and got into his arms to keep warm. He didn't push me away, just looked at me with pitying eyes, and I said to him with a childish mind: Grandma left the illness and I left my grandfather happily, I left the illness to you, and then I can go to Grandma, so that we can be together forever?

He half-circled me and asked, "Then you left me sick, who should I go to?"

You go to the person you want to be with forever.

I've been looking for a long, long time, but I can't find it.

In this case, then I'll help you find it first, and then go to Grandma, can you cure my illness for the time being?

Yes......

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The door creaked open in response, Xu Jianglun walked in, looked me up and down, and said in a low voice: "I look good today, do you want to go outside to bask in the sun?" I nodded obediently and replied earnestly, "Yes." ”

He pushed the wheelchair and I frowned, "Can you not sit there?" ”

"Your feet are inconvenient, I'll let you go later."

Inexplicably annoyed, after being carried into a wheelchair by him, he said indignantly: "I feel like a cripple." His originally soft eyebrows and eyes suddenly turned cold, and he shouted: "What nonsense? I winced slightly, he looked a little scary. But instead of pushing me out as he did yesterday, he stared at me for a moment, then suddenly walked up to me and crouched down.

I was still looking at his back in a daze, and when I felt inexplicable, I heard him soften his voice: "Not yet?" Don't you like wheelchairs? I'll carry you out for a walk. ”

After a moment of silence, he turned his head, his dark eyes fixed on me, the corners of his mouth finally raised, and he put his hand around his neck and lay on his back. Calmly got up and stepped out of the wooden door. Outside, the sun is shining in early spring, and the eyes are lush and green, and the smell of green grass is very pleasant.

I hesitated, rested my head lightly on his shoulder, and then looked at him somewhere and said, "You haven't told us our story today." The corners of his eyes curled slightly and asked, "Where did you talk about yesterday?" ”

"You said that I opened a gallery, and you often came here under the pretext of being a police officer to get close to me, and said that you had bought a lot of paintings. Hee-hee, what about the paintings? Are they still there? ”

"Over there in H City, I'll take you back to see when you're well. If you still want to open a gallery, open another one, and don't you still have all your easel tools. Why don't you see you drawing? ”

I stretched out my index finger and tapped his head, "Because painting needs inspiration, I can't tell you brute, you don't understand the lonely world of our painters." He glanced back at me and smiled: "Painter? Self-styled? ”

Blinked, and replied as a matter of course: "Isn't it called a painter who paints at home?" ”

He smiled, shook his head and looked back at the stroll ahead. Entering the forest, you can occasionally see some small wildflowers, adding some color to this early spring. After a long silence, he looked back at me and asked, "What are you thinking?" ”

"I'm thinking about how the gallery should be arranged in the future, you have to give me the whole yard, I want to install a swing in the yard, a small table, two white chairs, do you think that will be very emotional?"

"Are you decorating a gallery or a decorating home? Isn't the gallery just about posing for paintings? ”

I hummed softly: "Playing the piano to the cow, the world of painters is too lonely." He was not angry when he heard it, the forest was not big, and there was a large clearing through it, and it was the first time in recent days that I had walked so far, and I looked at the vast water with some amazement. I really don't step out of the boundary, just be a frog at the bottom of the well, and I don't know that this place is surrounded by water if I don't go so far.

I asked, "Are we a scenic spot?" Is this a lake or a river, or a sea? ”

"It's Jiang." He paused, then replied, "We are on an island. I looked at him in amazement, "You mean the water surrounds us, and we're in the middle of the river?" He nodded.

Out of my curiosity, Xu Jianglun carried me along the riverbank for most of the circle, looking at the boundless horizontal line, he felt a sense of pride, and whispered in his mouth: "Mo Chou has no way forward, when I want to ride the wind and waves." ”

As soon as I looked back, I saw Xu Jianglun's eyes staring at me, with a complicated expression. Ask aloud: "What's wrong?" ”

He looked away, "It's okay, I suddenly feel that you're a little different." ”

I pursed my lower lip and couldn't hide my excitement: "Can it be the same?" Today, I found out that I actually live on an island. He was stunned, then smiled again, and the wariness in his eyes faded. I suddenly saw a dark patch in the distance, at first I thought it was dazzling, just now I looked at the river and felt magnificent, and when I blinked and found that a certain point in the distance was still there, I couldn't help but ask, "Do you see something there?" He followed the direction of my finger, his eyes paused slightly, and when he turned back, he said, "It's a sunken island." ”<