Chapter 7 The Yellow Spring Falls on the Poor
Xia Xia said: "Don't worry, with Sister Song here, what can happen, even if there is really something, it is not our turn to help." I haven't come back yet, I guess I'm sleeping on the mountain again, it's going to be autumn, Sister Fei, you should rest early, be careful of your body. ”
In autumn, I was really afraid of the recurrence of the old disease, so I listened to Xia Xia's words and went to bed early.
This night, I couldn't sleep, vaguely I seemed to hear the sound of the door opening the courtyard, sat up and listened, and there was no movement, several times I also heard the sound of Eleven Lang's flesh palm running, ticking and dad, accompanied by a heavy panting, I even felt the slight prick feeling of the tail sweeping to the back of my hand when it turned its body, and the sound of this meat palm running kept going back and forth, as if Eleven Lang was destroying me and pouring bone broth for him before—
I woke up and fell asleep over and over again, and I finally couldn't stand to get out of bed.
Before dawn, I got up and went to the opposite courtyard, Song Lingjian didn't come back, and even Han Sanxiao, who usually had to make a noise to eat breakfast, didn't come to report for a long time-
I felt very uneasy, and I went to Han Sanxiao's house as soon as I got dressed, but he was not at home.
Anyway, by the way, I can just go to Zhou Yuyu's house and ask where they went yesterday? Why didn't you come back overnight?
When I arrived at Zhou Yuyu's house, the courtyard door was still closed, and it may be early, and I haven't gotten up yet.
I was really worried, so I banged on the door and shouted in a suppressed voice: "Brother Xiaoyu, Brother Xiaoyu, I'm Yan Fei." ”
The door opened quickly, Zhou Yuyu was wearing a small coat, his little eyes were round, and he booed me desperately: "What are you arguing about, early in the morning, don't wake up my Feng'er." ”
I lowered my voice, but I felt that my voice was trembling: "Brother Xiaoyu, did you come to find Song Lingjian and them yesterday?" ”
Zhou Yuyu rolled his eyes and nodded: "Yes, I have looked for it, what's wrong?" What's wrong? ”
I anxiously asked, "What's the matter?" What's wrong? ”
Zhou Yuyu flattened his mouth, as if he regretted that he spoke too quickly, and shook his head and said, "I don't know, I'm just a guess, I don't dare to confirm it, so I'll go to find Miss Song." ”
"What's the speculation, what's going on?" I was so anxious to pinch him.
"Ouch, ouch, it hurts, I'm a fat man, and I can't stand your pinching of meat—let go—" Zhou Yuyu yelled.
"Say it quickly, say it quickly!" I wanted to get the words out of his mouth.
"I don't know, I'm just guessing - you can ask them yourself!" Zhou Yuyu said aggrieved.
As if I had some premonition, tears were already rolling in my eyes, and I trembled uncontrollably and said, "I can't find them, so I came to ask you—tell me, where did you take them?" As I spoke, my eyes became wet, and the bad feeling grew stronger and stronger, and my heart ached.
"Alas, alas, I didn't do anything—if they didn't come back, they probably might still be on the beach, go find them yourself, I don't know anything—I don't know—" Zhou Yuyu bit his lip and shook his head.
Seaside? ——
I'll run to the beach right away!
The closer you get to the sea, the heavier the salty and humid air becomes, but there is another disgusting smell in the salty and humid smell today, which is familiar, for I often smell it halfway through my cough—
The smell of blood! The smell of blood in the air was so thick that it seemed to be red even in the mist that wet your face!
The flat coastline is unobstructed by two figures, one standing and the other sitting.
"Song Lingjian! Han San smiled! I screamed at the top of my voice, and as soon as I came out, I was swept up in the sea breeze and disappeared.
They remained motionless, as if time had frozen there, a boundless, colorless picture of Danqing.
What are they doing? Watching the sunrise? So leisurely?
The wet sand had soaked my shoes, the tide was about to rise, and the sea was slowly rushing towards them, but they remained motionless.
When I saw everything clearly, I couldn't take a step forward. Song Lingjian sat on the ground, holding Eleven Lang in his arms.
Eleven Lang's hair was messy, his eyes were closed, and his whole body was covered in blood......
My eyes widened, for a long time I didn't know what to do, I should ask why, I should cry, I should run up and take a serious look at Eleven, and then test if this is a malicious joke. But I didn't do anything, just straightened up and watched quietly.
Song Lingjian slowly raised his head, with a pale face and blood-red eyes. The messy black silk hung down on Eleven's body with teeth and claws, as if she wanted to be entangled like this forever and refused to let go.
I finally stretched to the limit, and my legs went limp, and I sat down on the ground, damp and cold like a hungry beast, and instantly soaked my clothes.
Han Sanxiao helped me up and whispered in my ear, "You shouldn't come." ”
"How ......"
"Don't ask, don't ask." Han Sanxiao's voice was so low that there was only airflow, and he was afraid that the slightest sound would shatter this desperate peace.
The tide hits the shore, the broken jade flies, a glimmer climbs the sea line, and the sea surface is clear and sprinkled with gold, which is beautiful.
Han San smiled and said softly, "It's dawn." ”
This sentence seems to have magic power, Song Lingjian who has not moved has taken off her cloak, she doesn't know how long she has been sitting on the ground, her whole body is soaked, but she still carefully covers the soaked cloak on Shiyi Lang, and then holds Shi Lang and stands up as steady as a rock.
When I came out, I put on my clothes, and I remembered to untie them and put them on for Song Lingqian.
Song Lingqian didn't stop at all, and walked out with Shiyi Lang in his arms.
Han Sanxiao snatched the cloak away, wrapped it around my shoulders like a rage, and said coldly: "I advise you to be sober." Eleven Lang, it has been, it has passed, it is dead. ”
I shuddered.
Song Lingjian stopped, turned her head stiffly, and saw only that on her unturned face, the pair of blood-red eyes burst out with terrifying hatred.
"Up the poor, down the Yellow Spring, never die, never stop." Then he stiffened away, as if he had fallen under some evil spell.
"Song ......"
"No, let her go." Han San smiled extremely tired, and as soon as Song Lingjian left, he also seemed to have suddenly exhausted all his strength and collapsed.
It took me a while before I began to clear from that demonic fear and disbelief that I could feel the bone-eating sadness.
Han San smiled weakly and pulled me away from the shoreline that had risen to my feet, and said to me in a loveless tone: "Don't cry yet, save some energy and go home, before the town is lively." ”
I looked confused.
Han San smiled and pointed to a large stone that was recessed and said, "Let's take him home first, otherwise I will disappoint Eleven Lang...... Hey......"
I was looking at it, and there seemed to be a person lying in the hollow of the big stone.
"Don't ask, don't ask, I'm tired, I want to save this breath and carry him back, you can help me hold it a little." Han San smiled and walked to the edge of the stone, took a deep breath, bent down and picked up the man, put it on his back, and staggered away.