Chapter 33: Strange Dreams
Lan Ayayu's face turned pale and gradually turned crimson, and her clear eyes shot out of surprise, but with a suspicious light. She lowered her head, covered her face, and ran out.
Shui Mai was stunned, his mouth open, and he couldn't speak for a long time.
Chi Le immediately jumped out and said, "How can that work?" What he loves in his heart is my junior sister Shuimai. ”
Chu Tiankuo did not answer stiffly.
Doctor Lan's face changed, and he suddenly brushed his sleeves and walked out without looking back.
After taking antipyretics, the cigarette burned away. I haven't slept well for too many days, and I slept for a long time with the fragrance of cigarettes.
Having strange dreams.
Yanxiang dreamed that when she was a child, she secretly ran to the back mountain to play, and stabbed the hornet's nest for the first time, and thousands of hornets that were smashed into the honeycomb pounced on her angrily. Frightened, she threw away the long bamboo pole and ran away with her head in her arms. She strode and ran, only hating her father for missing two legs. The black pressed a swarm of wasps chased after him, and the cigarettes ran out of breath. When she encountered a stream in front of her, she jumped into it in a hurry.
No, the originally shallow stream, why the water is getting deeper and deeper, almost past her head. She couldn't swim and struggled to climb ashore. Rather than drowning in the water, it is better to be stung by a wasp.
However, she couldn't do anything in the water, and in a panic, she had already eaten a few mouthfuls of water.
Suddenly, I saw the elder brother standing on the shore, who was clasping his hands in front of his chest, looking at her like a bustle.
She fluttered her hands and cried out for help: "Save me, senior brother." ”
Who knew that the senior brother sneered: "You called your brother Shi to save you." ”
"Water vein, let's go, let's go over there and see the scenery." The senior brother ignored her, held Sister Shuimai's hand, and talked to Sister Shuimai.
Hey? I only saw the senior brother just now, where did Sister Shuimai come from? If Senior Brother doesn't save me, why doesn't Sister Shuimai save me?
The smoke panicked in the water, and her instinct for survival made her scramble, slapping the surface of the water with her hands and feet.
"Smoke, smoke." Chu Tiankuo tried to wake her up.
The smoke on the bed, at this moment, dancing and beating the bed board.
"Oops, it hurts! What are you doing! Chu Tiankuo pinched the cigarette incense, and the cigarette woke up with a scream, and slapped Chu Tiankuo's hand in front of him.
Yanxiang opened her eyes with difficulty, and saw that the person in front of her was the senior brother, he was looking at her lovingly, and his warm hand was reaching out to her, and she quickly put her head in the bed.
The dream is illusory, but it feels real. Although she woke up from the dream, she still remembered everything in the dream. In the dream, the senior brother didn't care about her life or death, and it was sad to think about it. But she had a nightmare, but she was sweating profusely, her forehead and body were covered with cold sweat, as if she had been doused by the rain.
Chu Tiankuo breathed a sigh of relief, and his hoarse voice floated into the ears of the smoke through the quilt: "The smell of smoke." What nightmare did you just have? ”
The smoke was hiding in the quilt, and he was already crying, and his voice was choked and said: "You only have Sister Shuimai in your heart, what are you doing with me!" ”
Chu Tiankuo slowly lifted the quilt, the smoke shrunk into a ball like a hedgehog, his shoulders trembled slightly, and occasionally there was a sob. At that moment, Chu Tiankuo's heart seemed to be pricked by a needle.
Chu Tiankuo helped her up, took a silk handkerchief and wiped her tears helplessly, "It's me who is not good." During this time, I cared less about you, and you were wronged. If you want to be with Lan Ayashi, I don't object to it. As long as you like, it's fine. ”
Yanxiang was shocked in his heart, opened his big eyes with teary eyes, glared at him resentfully, and said word by word: "Senior brother, what if the Ruyi Langjun I fancy is not Brother Shi, but you?" ”
"Tiankuo, my father is looking for you." Lan Aya Yu took the medicine and pushed the door in, her words drowning out the words of the cigarette.
The smoke was staring at Chu Tiankuo. Chu Tiankuo didn't seem to hear the words of the incense. His face was as calm as water, without a trace of waves, not even the slightest change, only tired and haggard.
Suddenly, the incense of smoke seemed to have fallen into the ice cellar, cold from the top of the heart to the tip of the toes, and grievances, anger, and humiliation poured into my heart. She felt like swallowing a green plum in her heart, sour and a little bitter, and hurriedly lowered her head, for fear that others would see her embarrassed expression.
Chu Tiankuo just said lightly: "Ayayu, you accompany Yanxiang and enlighten her, I will come when I go." ”
Chu Tiankuo left.
Lan Ayayu brought the medicine to Yanxiang, who rudely snatched the medicine bowl and drank it in one go. Although the medicine is very bitter, no matter how bitter it is, it is not as bitter as the bitterness in the heart.
"Smoke, it's good if you're awake. Your elder brother is particularly worried about you. Lan Ayayu was as tender as water, and said with a smile on her eyebrows. She took out a silk handkerchief and wanted to help the cigarette wipe the medicinal soup at the corner of her mouth.
If it was in the past, Yanxiang and Sister Lan would have endless words. At the moment, she felt that any sound was extremely noisy.
Yanxiang turned her head away to prevent Sister Lan from seeing her red and swollen eyes, and decisively interrupted her: "Okay, Sister Lan, I feel a little tired, you let me be alone for a while." ”
Lan Ayayu withdrew her hand in a sneer, the smile on her face froze for a moment, her eyes were calm, she paused, and said softly: "Okay, you have a good rest, call me if you have something." ”
Smoke sat on the edge of the bed with her knees crossed, staring out the window at the rain falling away. Outside the window, the drowsy sky and the drizzle cast a curtain on the scenery in front of you, which was vague and blurry, making people a little unreal. The rain was falling and tears were rolling. Look at the rain-soaked glass and close your eyes to feel the resonance of crying. The traces left behind can be air-dried, how can ruthlessness be concealed?
After Lan Ayashi came, he cried and told Yanxiang the sad news that she only had three months to live. It was really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, and the boat was late and encountered a head wind. That's fine. The smell of smoke smiled bitterly in my heart. Since he can only live for three months, there is no need to give this embroidered silk handkerchief to the senior brother. This feeling will always be buried in the bottom of my heart. I wish him and Sister Shuimai affection and love, and grow old.
A sense of loss that people of this age should not have, like silk, wrapped her heart tightly, so heavy!
Lan Ayashi saw that she was bored, as if she was sensible, and actually played the harmonica. The gentle sound of the piano soothed the smoke a lot.
The rain stopped.
On the way to see Doctor Lan, Chu Tiankuo met Shui Mai and Chi Le.
In the past two days, Chi Le has been like an eggplant seedling in the vegetable garden that has been wilted by frost, hanging his head and hanging his head all day long.
Shui Mai's eyes were full of sadness and helplessness, she looked at Chu Tiankuo, she wanted to speak and stopped, her face was like a red cloth, her mouth opened for a moment, and finally she didn't speak.
Chi Le opened his mouth and said lifelessly: "Do you really plan to marry Miss Lan in exchange for a way to save Yanxiang?" ”