Later, Xu Qing went to the hospital, but Cheng Yubai didn't let her show up.

Hearing the woman's heart-rending cry from a distance, Xu Qing's heart clenched involuntarily. Thinking that the fat couple definitely didn't want to see her now, she didn't force it, and went back to the hospital downstairs to wait.

The waiting process was long and unnerve, as if she had returned to a distant night, and when she followed the ambulance to the hospital in a daze, her eyes never left the door of the operating room.

She kept breathing, exhaling, breathing, exhaling, praying for a miracle.

Later, the lights went out in the operating room, and the doctor said sorry to her. She threw herself on the side of her grandfather's bed, crying, crying, crying for a long time, but no one would ever wipe her tears with the kindness and tenderness that she did when she was a child.

She thought that her tears had dried up that day.

There will be no one in this world who is worthy of her concern, worthy of her tears, worthy of her being so uneasy...... But on this very day, as soon as she closed her eyes, when she thought back to the little boy who had been silent as he curled up in the back kitchen and listened to his parents' quarrel, her tears welled up uncontrollably again.

What is Chubby going to do if she can't get out of danger?

From afternoon to evening, after about five hours, Cheng Yubai finally appeared. Xu Qing immediately raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw that his face was much better than when he was at the airport, and his heart was relieved: "Xiaopang is out of danger?" ”

"At present, this is the case, and we have to observe again, and if there is no problem, I can transfer to the general ward tomorrow."

"Okay, that's good." Her voice was soft.

"You go back."

He looked down at her, she took advantage of the situation to turn around and calm her breathing: "Okay, then I'll go back first." ”

She didn't hesitate at all? Is there no repentance in the abyss of iniquity? Cheng Yubai opened his mouth, and his heart was like ashes. Xu Qing didn't speak, closed the bag, and the moment she got up, a figure rushed forward and slapped her in the face.

Xu Qing sat for a long time, his legs stiffened, and one was unsteady and was slapped to the ground.

The fat man followed, hugging the woman who was crying bitterly. This is the first time Xu Qing has seen the fat man's wife. The woman was thin, with slightly dark skin and a strength in her eyes.

The woman looked at her and said, "If you dare to touch my son again, I will kill you." ”

Xu Qing did not doubt the weight of this sentence.

The fat man saw that Cheng Yubai had been unmoved by his side, and wanted to step forward to help Xu Qing up, but he didn't dare to leave his wife, so he was in a dilemma for a while, rushed forward and bowed to Xu Qing, and begged: "Xu Qing, it's all my fault, I apologize to you, I'm sorry, I shouldn't ...... I shouldn't have plagiarized you, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please let me go, let our family go, okay? ”

Xu Qing's hand seemed to hit a stone, and there was a burst of pain spreading.

She couldn't be sure whether it was the pain in her body or the pain in her heart, and looked at the old classmate in front of her, and said bitterly: "I'm sorry, fat man." ”

The fat man waved his hand, didn't want to say anything more, and dragged his wife away.

Xu Qing got up slowly, sat on the chair for a while, and when she looked up again, the garden was deserted, and she was the only one left.

She looked left and right blankly, not knowing when, Cheng Yubai had already left. Before tears could fall, she quickly closed her eyes and forced her back.

She buried her face in the palm of her hand, and after a few breaths, she whispered: "You leaked the fat man's information, right?" As Cheng Yubai said, apart from her that night, no third person knew that it was the fat man who plagiarized the butterfly, except for him.

And only him.

"Why?"

Xu Zhiliu sat on the bench next to him and looked up at the sky.

"It's a pity that I can't see the moon in Iceland."

"Give me a reason."

"Xu Qing, are you in pain? Are you in so much pain that you have to do whatever it takes to win? ”

"If Cheng Yubai hadn't stopped me at the airport...... Xu Qing choked up, "When I return to China, do you know what awaits me?" ”

"Then you will be left with nothing left. It's a pity that I miscalculated and was a step late. Xu Zhiliu's tone was fluttering, "Xu Qing, go faster, you don't have to take this slap." ”

Xu Qing couldn't stand it anymore, stood up and looked at him: "Are you crazy?" Why the hell did you become like this? Xu Zhiliu! Why do you have to push me? ”

Xu Zhiliu finally waited for this moment, since that night he saw the evaluation of Liang Peiqiu in the inscription of later generations, and saw his hypocritical face in the dream, he has been waiting for this moment to come. He wants to take revenge on Liang Peiqiu, he wants to take revenge on Cheng Yubai, he wants the people he cherishes to be pointed at by thousands of people, and he wants Xu Qing's heart to die like ashes, and there is no more superfluous thoughts!

At this moment, half of his life flashed in his mind one by one.

"Why did I become like this, you ask? Why don't you ask about this unjust world? Why don't you ask that bullshit for honesty and integrity? Why don't you ask the emperor who sits on the ninety-five, is it useful to read? Does it work? Is everything less straightforward than authority? Can all the ideal places that you aspire to reach reach with your present thin body and humble status, and the disadvantage that millions of people cannot match? You must know that only the defense of money and power can make you there. ”

The boy slowly got up, and the moonlight like water shrouded him.

He was straight, like a pine, but he no longer sheltered her from the wind and rain as before, and he would rather cut off his arm than send her to a thunderstorm.

"Xu Qing, I have experienced everything you have experienced, and I have been so ignorant and ridiculous to you, always humble, with weak expectations, but what have I gotten? Betrayal, slaughter, death and death, loneliness. Even the person I trusted the most, I thought that I would never fail my person in this life, even he despised me, killed me, deceived me, harmed my family, ruined my future, everything I believed in collapsed overnight like ruins, only then did I understand, human hearts...... It's the most snobbish thing in the world, and you'll never be able to keep it. ”

Xu Zhiliu closed his eyes, and a line of tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, "I have no chance to turn back, but you are different, you still have a chance, I will never let you repeat the mistakes of the past." ”

"Not really." Xu Qing muttered, trying to wake him up, "Ah Qian, it's not like this......"

Xu Zhiliu pressed her finger to her lips and motioned for her to whisper, don't alarm the hospital. He put his hand over her face, "You know what? These hands were once stained with blood. ”

Xu Qing was furious and wanted to dodge, but Xu Zhiliu didn't give her a chance, and her cold fingertips swept all the way across her cheeks.

Only then did she realize that Xu Zhiliu's appearance looked abnormal, he seemed to be out of control, and he had already drawn the ground as a prison.

"Xu Qing, can you feel it? The touch of blood is a little sticky and slippery, but it is warm. The look of madness in the young man's eyes appeared, "Xu Qing, it's warm!" ”

That's the truth!

That's the whole truth he sees and believes!

"Nope! It's cold, it's solidified, it's cruel! Xu Qing couldn't bear it anymore and struggled to break free.

How strange is he in front of him? In the past, Xu Zhiliu, although he was not as heroic as the Wuling boy who beat Ma Chang'an, he could wear a water blue cloth clothes, and he also had his unyielding style and practice. Eighty lines should be at ease, the right to be eunuch is neither humble nor arrogant, and the sleeping dragon is dormant in the burrow, what a peerless elegance it is, and what a song it sings through the ages!

Once upon a time, the weak beggars on the street were also talents who could not be slandered and slandered in his eyes. The integrity and dignity he defended gave the potters a reason to live. He single-handedly strengthened the Hutian kiln, and with the humble and irreplaceable status of the people's kiln, he spoke for the elderly pottery supervisor and the suffering people.

He sang an era with the song "Fishing and Killing Home".

The boy who made Kuroko want to be as clean as white porcelain was Xu Zhiliu. The boy who patrols the kiln factory every night and wants to help the world is Xu Zhiliu. The boy who would point to the crescent moon and say that it was big and round to make the scholar happy, was Xu Zhiliu. The boy who would travel all over the world to write official posts for the porcelain merchants but didn't take a penny was Xu Zhiliu.

The boy who thought that he was a living person was Xu Zhiliu!

She grabbed him with her backhand and strode forward, Xu Zhiliu was dragged a few times and stumbled a few times, wanting to get rid of it, but for the first time she found that there was an unknown power hidden in her thin body.

He couldn't help but follow her, half resisting, half powerlessly being dragged out of the intensive care unit.

It was late at night, and the woman's sobs were far away, revealing her weak back. Behind the isolation window, a small body wrapped in a veil on the hospital bed can be faintly seen.

"Did you see that?"

Xu Zhiliu's voice trembled: "What, what? ”

"The way your mother is crying, the way your brother is hurting."

"You talk nonsense!"

He shook off her hand and turned to leave. Xu Qing didn't stop him, but just asked him: "What is the difference between what you did to Xiaopang today and what An Nineteen did to Anan back then?" ”

He paused.

"Everything you endured at that time, the will and faith that you have been shattered for so many years, whether it is brought by power or hatred, are all played out today. You can see clearly, if it is Anan lying inside, how will your heart be torn? ”

Xu Qing said, "You sober up, open your eyes and take a good look, do your mother and younger brother Anan still know you now?" ”

"I don't ......"

"If you don't believe it, go in and touch Chubby's face yourself, that's warm." Xu Qing approached quietly, "Xu Zhiliu, do you want to slash your loved ones?" ”

Xu Zhiliu refused to believe it, ran downstairs, and left the hospital.

I don't know when it rained in the sky, he ran wildly in the boiling traffic, and unconsciously walked to the shore of the Changjiang River. The old kiln factory area was in front of him, and he approached them step by step, when suddenly his feet went limp, and he fell into the muddy pool.

When he looked up again, the high-rise buildings in front of him turned into blue tiles and white walls, the doors of the low stone and brick houses opened to him, and the various types of work in the kiln factory were in a hurry, greeting him one by one, and affectionately calling him the little proprietor. Xu Zhong looked at him on the stage with a teapot, where was the poor relative who came to fight the autumn breeze?

He was on the path that led to the front gatehouse according to the wall, looking out, the flags in front of the temple of wind and fire were hunting, and looking inside, the sheepskin lanterns under the eaves reflected all kinds of ghosts and gods.

His mother wept in her illness and called out his name; Anan was tied with his hands tied and whipped from a beam......

He rubbed his eyes and got up in pain, but he fell again.

A few times later, pathos swept over him.

He found that there was no going back.

Why?

Mother, Anan, why can't I go back?