The morning wind along the way made my whole body cold, I didn't dare to ask anything, I knew that Han Sanxiao must have accompanied Song Lingjian on the beach all night, and he had to bear more than us.

After placing the person in Song Lingjian's small hall, Han San sat haggard on the side, looking at the man in a daze. I've never seen him like this.

"I'll go get a quilt." I went home with tears in my eyes and cleaned up for a while, making a very rough settlement.

"Let's go see Song Lingjian." Han San wiped his face with a smile and took me out.

He walked towards the entrance of the village without hesitation, why did he understand Song Lingjian so well, he knew when to comfort her, when to leave her alone, he knew her inexplicable temper, and he also understood her calm without saying a word.

They seem to have a lot of secrets, and sometimes I feel like an outsider, but I don't dare to ask a word, I am afraid that if I ask, they will get bored and will leave here to start over in a new and quiet place.

Han Sanxiao took me up the mountain, and it seemed that Song Lingjian only had this place to go at this time. After a morning of tossing, I was actually a little physically exhausted, and I was holding on to it in one breath.

The side of the mountain house is covered with small light yellow wildflowers that raise their petals as soon as you step on them. And now the petals seem to be cold.

Song Lingjian was not in the house, we looked around and saw a cold person standing in the forest opposite the hut.

Han San smiled heavily and sighed heavily, and led me into the forest.

The protruding tomb bag has a simple wooden tablet inserted, and there is no word on the tablet. Song Lingjian buried Eleven Lang himself.

Long wooden card, wordless tomb, a handful of loess yin and yang.

His eyes drooped, his lips closed, and no one knew how sad he was.

Song Ling's hands were full of dirt, mixed with dark red, and his eyes were still blood-red like resentment, standing there like a dummy.

I took her hand in distress, but I couldn't say a word.

Han Sanxiao quietly set up a small fire on the side, just like many nights in the past, we laughed and scolded on the night of the fire in this mountain forest.

He stood quietly for a moment, then turned back to the mountain house.

I draped my clothes on Song Lingjian's body carefully and neatly, and said softly, "I'll go fetch water for you to clean up, okay?" ”

Song Lingjian did not respond.

Back in the house, Han Sanxiao lay on the couch outside, his eyes open hollowly, as if he was wandering, and he seemed to be so tired that he fell asleep without even closing his eyes.

I made a lot of water, but I didn't dare to go out to face Song Lingjian, and cried in a suppressed voice.

"If you want to lift someone down, you have to stand." Han San said to me with a dreamy smile.

I couldn't stop crying. I always care about reunions, but I can't bear to part.

Han San smiled and closed his eyes, I felt that there were tears in his eyes, although he usually always had to compare himself with Shiyi Lang in everything, always grabbing Shiyi Lang's ears and pulling his tail, I always scolded him for being naïve and boring, but at this time, we are all about to fall, but he has become our most solid support.

"What should I do? What should I do...... "I feel like I can't pull Song Lingjian anymore."

Han San rubbed his eyes with a smile and laughed softly: "Yes, what should I do?" … I'll tell you when I wake up. ”

After saying that, he turned around with the quilt in his hand, and fell asleep quietly with me on his back.

After I finished crying for a while, I went outside to accompany Song Lingjian, and when I went into the house to find Han Sanxiao again, he was gone.

I haven't seen him since.

The man who told me what to do when he woke up turned out to be a coward, and he couldn't find a way to solve this dead end, so he finally chose to escape.

I cried like a lonely ghost on the mountain.

What to do?

What should I do?

I can no longer rely on anyone, someone I can give my life to trust, turn around and abandon us.

I was left alone, accompanying Song Lingjian to pay tribute to Shishilang in such an extreme way.

For three days and three nights, Song Lingjian kept her original posture, standing in front of the tomb, she just turned into an empty shell, and her soul was scattered.

I couldn't do anything but stay by her side for a moment, dressing her, pulling her hair, lighting a fire for her to keep warm, and smearing water and honey on her chapped lips. But can she feel it all? Except for her breathing and heartbeat, she seemed to have died with Eleven Lang.

"Sister Fei, take a rest, I'll take care of Sister Song, it'll be fine." Xia Xia is also haggard, I can leave all the mundane things for Song Lingjian to accompany her willfully, but Xia Xia has to take on all the red dust affairs behind me.

My face was already unconscious, and I was still asking the question that made me gnash my teeth: "What about Han Sanxiao?" Have you seen him? ”

Xia Xia held back her tears and shook her head gently: "Sister Fei, you ...... Eat some......"

I stared at Song Lingjian and said, "Since she wants to die, then I'll accompany her." ”

My stomach was already empty with nothing but air, and I felt like it was frantically biting on the air, begging me to eat the food.

Xia Xia shed tears and said distressedly: "If even Sister Fei falls, what should I do?" What should Sister Song do? What about Mrs. Yan? ”

I shook my head.

Xia Xia put away the food that had not been touched yesterday and left quietly.

I felt myself spinning lightly in the wind, and a lot of words popped up in my head, and I wanted to finish all the words that had been in my heart for many years in one breath.

Song Lingjian, I have always regarded you as a very important person in my life, sometimes you are sensible like a sister, sometimes you are not sophisticated like a sister, you have been pushing away from the beginning, and now you are occasionally compromising and retreating, I am grateful. But how important I am in your heart, I never know, maybe just a passerby, just a neighbor who likes to put on a hot face and can't refuse.

But these, even when I had hatred in my heart, I couldn't bear to say it, I was knocked down by hunger and tiredness, and there was a hollow sound in my head, and before I passed out completely, I saw Song Lingjian turn his head, but the pair of eyes that had been bloody were not looking at me.

You've finally got a reaction, Song Lingjian.

I fell asleep for three days and three nights. The dream returned to three disjointed memories and woke up.

"What about Song Lingjian? What about Song Lingjian? How am I here? I obviously accompanied Song Lingjian on the mountain! "The first thing I said when I woke up was to ask Song Lingjian where he was, for three days and three nights, I felt as if I had slept for three years, or thirty years, a long time, a long time.

"Song Lingjian Song Lingjian thinks about her in my heart, even if she throws the iceberg into the sea of fire for a hundred years, she is better than your current ghost virtue." Han Sanxiao's voice sounded unrealistically around me.

I stared at Han San, who was squatting on the chair on the edge of the bed and eating peanuts, and was stunned for a while, when I suddenly got the strength to sit up straight and punch him hard.

"Hey, scare Lao Tzu, just hit me, just scare me, and this ghost scares me, I guarded you all morning in vain, you treat me like this!" Han San smiled and touched his shoulders and shouted.

"You! You turtle bastard! "I wanted to spit on him with a mouthful of blood, and I looked like a demon.

"See, see me except scolding and cursing. I don't even want my life. Han San got down from the chair with a smile, his hair was still messy, and his face was slightly pale!

Xia Xia pushed Han San and smiled, and hurriedly came over to help me up: "Sister Fei, you are finally awake, I'll bring you the medicine, stinky third brother, don't make Sister Fei angry again, I'll beat you like this again." ”

Han Sanxiao threw the peanut shell on Xia Xia's body, and said, "Everywhere I go, it's smelly, and you all smell good." ”

I glared at him, wishing that my eyes could turn into sharp arrows and stare at this conscienceless guy to death!

Han Sanxiao shrank his head, turned around and set up the pillow for me, and when he was close to me, I smelled the special smell on his body, the smell of cold mountain spring water, which I had never smelled on others, but this Han Sanxiao, who poured night incense, had such a good smell.

"Okay, don't stare, don't think that your eyes will get bigger if you stare too much, and you won't be afraid that your eyes are sour. You're not sour, I'm sour. "He didn't seem to know how odious his abandonment and flight was!

I threw away the pillow he had erected for me on the ground, and said angrily, "I don't have to worry about you, you go and die." ”

Han Sanxiao picked up the pillow, loosened the canopy in his hand, flicked the dust on it, and said, "Don't want to see me?" Then I'll go, anyway, I'm done with peanuts and my stomach is full. He turned around and went to open the door.

"Stinky Han San smiled!" Tears immediately fell from my eyes.

Han San smiled with cracked teeth, put the pillow back behind me, licked the tiger teeth with a flattering face, and said, "Okay, okay, don't fight, I won't make you angry, when your body is better, you can't beat or scold whatever you want?" ”

I should have held back my smile and continued to scold him, but I couldn't hold back, so I could only beat him to relieve my anger: "You say, where did you go, you slept and disappeared, you know how I came back to life!" ”

I didn't expect that just such a push actually pushed the strong Han Sanxiao to the ground, and I could see his expression clearly before he fell to the ground, so helpless and so powerless.

"What? Don't play pathetic to me here. "I'm actually a little worried.

"Whoever wants to pretend to be pitiful to you, and has no money to take." Han San smiled and pretended to stand up easily.

His hand—

I saw his hands, the back of his hand was densely covered with needle-sized wounds, how could there be so many, as if he had been hit by a needle board!

I felt numb in my scalp and was unusually nauseated.