Chapter 7: AIDS
Sanqiu looked at the letter and put it away, you want him to live, but I want him to die.
"Do you know when the ghost came into you?" Falling into the water Sanqiu asked.
"When did it happen?" Wu Zhiqi was very curious, curious about who wanted to harm him.
"Twenty years ago." Sanqiu, who fell into the water, suddenly stood up: "Twenty years ago, your grandmother personally did it!" Sanqiu said fiercely, this sentence made Wu Zhiqi sober and his colleagues angry.
"You talk nonsense!" Wu Zhiqi stood up, Sanqiu Li turned around and went back to the room, Zhuyu sighed slightly and left, leaving Wu Zhiqi alone in the room to slowly reminisce about Sanqiu's words.
Twenty years ago, your grandmother did it herself! Twenty years ago, your grandmother did it herself! …… This sentence has been echoing in Wu Zhiqi's mind in his impression, her grandmother is so kind, so amiable, he can't imagine that an amiable grandmother would do such a thing.
It's dark, and it's dawning again.
Wu Zhiqi sat in a chair all night.
"Have you recognized the reality? Your grandma is that kind of person, a Gu woman, a grass ghost! Sanqiu deliberately stimulated Wu Zhiqi, and he knew very well who had the most important position in Wu Zhiqi's heart.
"You talk nonsense!" Wu Zhiqi stood up suddenly.
"Smack." There was a soft sound, followed by a dead silence, Wu Zhiqi's hands trembled, and a red handprint appeared on the white face of Sanqiu.
"You've been fired, and the contract has been lifted." Falling into the water Sanqiu said very slowly, as if on purpose, after saying that, Wu Zhiqi had a flower in front of him, just a moment of kung fu Wu Zhiqi was already standing on the street, he was still wearing the military coat of that day, everything seemed to have not changed, the difference was that it was not snowing, and he became emaciated.
Luoshui Sanqiu sat at the table drinking milk tea, looking very happy, with his legs dangling, like a child.
"Miss, why are you doing this?" Zhuyu appeared in front of Sanqiu in black, and Sanqiu looked at him.
Sanqiu didn't answer Zhuyu's question "Come back early" but said lightly, Zhuyu nodded and went out, every year on December 12, Zhuyu will go out and go to her hometown.
"Flowers bloom and fall, year after year, when will you appear?"
Wu Zhiqi was a little depressed, he didn't know where to go, and in the end Wu Zhiqi admitted defeat and decided to go home.
On the train, Wu Zhiqi looked at the scenery outside the window, the scenery outside the window was very ordinary, but Wu Zhiqi felt that it was very beautiful, maybe it was the reason why he was about to leave this world.
The train stopped Wu Zhiqi and got off, familiar air, familiar mountain scenery, this is Wu Zhiqi's hometown, along the mountain, the city at the foot of the mountain, the mountain not far away is called Miao Mountain, there are many ethnic minorities living in the mountain, only Miao Mountain did not have the city along the mountain in 1956, and the city along the mountain appeared in 1956 with the rise of tourism.
Wu Zhiqi walked silently, he has been walking in this city for many years, passing by the former primary school, middle school, university, Wu Zhiqi walked again, Wu Zhiqi remembered the interesting things at that time, the heart-warming table, the big sister next door, he didn't know why he came to these places, maybe he was saying goodbye to the world, and finally Wu Zhiqi came to the community where he had lived for 20 years, and came to the door of his house where he had lived for 20 years.