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Chapter 247: There is a sunset in the world

In the days that followed, Wang Shi was in a daze, hiding in the house all day long, and did not go out for two months. The old man told Wang Junwen and Wang Juncheng not to disturb him, as long as they sent food every day. But Wang Juncheng was afraid that Wang Shi wouldn't be able to think about it, but the old man said: "Shi'er, he won't be so fragile, he has his own measure." ”

When the sunlight shines through the windows of this house, scattered on Wang Shi's body, his face is haggard, long and scattered, and he has grown green stubble, his eyes are looking at the table, his eyes are full of longing, and on the table, there is a female clay doll. And there was a red thread wrapped around his wrist.

"Xiaoqing, where are you, I'm back, do you know?!" Wang Shi felt that he couldn't lift any strength, what champion, what princely and powerful, no match for Li Nuoqing's departure.

"I'm a month late" Wang Shi's regret was written on his face, and his heart began to dry up, cracking a crack. He and Li Nuoqing missed it like this.

"It's been two months, why haven't you come down the mountain yet?" Wang Shi's eyes were a little desperate, he had patience in everything, but now he wanted to see Li Nuoqing every minute, that feeling was deep in the bone marrow, making people uncomfortable, life was worse than death.

It wasn't until half a month later that Wang Juncheng came running, the gate shook violently, and he said anxiously: "Shi'er, come out quickly, your grandfather is dying!"

Wang Shi's head was buzzing, his eyes were no longer longing and melancholy, but transformed into sadness and pain, his heart was twisted, he didn't cry in the previous months, and now he couldn't help it anymore, one blow after another. He couldn't stand it anymore, and tears kept flowing.

Men don't flick when they have tears, when they cry. Because there is great sorrow.

Wang Zhiqing is of great help to Wang Shi, Wang Shi is closest to this grandfather, grateful, once he said that he wanted to let his grandfather enjoy the joy of family in his twilight years, and now Wang Shi has become famous, but his grandfather is a little unable to hold on. So what is the significance of his qiē?

Wang Shi opened the door and went to Wang Zhiqing's bedroom. There are Wang Junwen and Li Bingqing, Li Fugui is also there, the middle-aged man is also there, and Wang Shi's mother is also there. All eyes were full of tears and sadness.

"I can't help it. I used my mana to extend his life for a year, and now it's a big time. The middle-aged man was expressionless and looked very lightly.

Wang Zhiqing's face was also sallow, his eyes were gloomy, full of life, and he said to the middle-aged man: "Thank you, now I have satisfied my grandson's high school champion." There are no regrets in this life. Wang Zhiqing has been holding on until his grandson glorifies his ancestors. He has no regrets.

When Wang Shi saw his grandfather, he immediately knelt down and said sadly: "Grandpa, you don't want to die, you still want to enjoy the joy of family!" Tears hung on both sides of Wang Shi, and his hands began to tremble.

The most unacceptable thing for Wang Shi is that his grandfather was dying a year ago, and he didn't even know it!

"Child, don't complain about grandpa, grandpa doesn't want you to be distracted, so he didn't tell you, people are inherently dead, sooner or later, your grandfather has already seen it, now you don't want to get lost, the responsibility of revitalizing the family will be handed over to you, I believe Xiaoqing, she will come back, if the two love for a long time, how can it be in the court"

Wang Zhiqing said so many words in one breath, and before he finished saying "twilight", he completely lost his breath, Wang Shi cried, his eyes were red and swollen, and his eyes were full of mist, and he was dazed.

"Child, your grandfather is very relieved to see that you are now the champion, and now he is relieved, you have to cheer up!" Wang Juncheng's eyes were also red and swollen, but he had already known about his father's situation, and he had been able to survive by a middle-aged man for nearly a year.

Wang Shi kowtowed three times on the ground, then wiped away his tears, his eyes gradually became firm, and said, "Father, I understand." ”

Suddenly, the Wang family and the Li family were plainly dressed, and the entire Li City fell into grief.

A month later, Wang Shi began to gradually take over the family affairs, and half a year later, the entire Wang family was thriving, but at this time, a holy decree came from Kyoto, asking Wang Shi to go to Chang'an to be the prime minister and assist the emperor in the government.

This made Wang Shi unexpected, but the holy decree has been, it is impossible to change, Wang Shi embarked on the journey the next day, he traveled far this time, escorted by guards, and had a special carriage, no longer so hard and dangerous to go to the capital before, Wang Shi is the contemporary champion, and his identity is naturally noble.

This time Wang Shi left Licheng, without any clothes and dry food, only the female clay doll, and the red silk thread on the wrist, he knew that Li Nuoqing could not go down the mountain in a short time, they immortals have a long time, mortals count for decades, maybe they are just an enlightenment, a retreat, there is a difference between immortals.

"I'll wait for you to come back. Wang Shi smiled, with a hint of self-deprecation and sourness, but he had already seen it, he would keep waiting, until he grew old, until he died, he believed that Li Nuoqing must be working hard and will definitely come back.

Although he is only sixteen years old, he has experienced great joy and sorrow, and his mind is extremely mature, and he is no longer the flamboyant boy of the year, but he has the righteousness between his eyebrows, and he has his own principles and ideas.

Time passes quickly, twenty years have passed, Wang Shi is thirty-six years old in the blink of an eye, he has been in the capital for twenty years, including several times to return to his hometown, watching his parents grow old, looking at the sincere emotions in the eyes of Uncle and Aunt Bingqing, watching Wang Li grow up little by little, now he is twenty-five years old, but he has no talent in reading, but he is very interested in business, he went out to fight very early, and now he is a Jia Hao, and the Wang family is thriving in his hands.

Wang Shi was very pleased, but he sometimes looked at the sky, his heart was desolate, he was thirty-six years old, powerful, there was still no red sleeves beside him, not even a concubine, at first some high-ranking officials wooed Wang Shi, and did not hesitate to give away their own daughter, but Wang Shi politely refused.

"Xiaoqing, it's been twenty years, why haven't you come back yet" Wang Shi began to wrinkle at the corners of his eyes, his skin was a little dark, his heart was tired, and what appeared in his hand was the female clay doll, twenty years of time made the cracks of the female clay doll expand, and her face was blurred, but Wang Shi did not let people repair it, because then it would no longer be the original female clay doll.

"I'll keep waiting!" Wang Shi had the red silk thread on his wrist, he hadn't taken it off in the past twenty years, and it looked a little dark red, long, old.

In the past 20 years, he has risen steadily in the officialdom and is kind, but Wang Shi knows that this officialdom is insidious and a place of scheming, but Wang Shi has a clean sleeve, is self-contained, and refuses to bribe, which has also offended many people.

So a year later, he was framed, originally to kill the head, but the emperor remembered the old love and assigned it to the frontier, Wang Shi's smooth sailing career also encountered a trough, but this qiē was in his expectation, he entered this officialdom, and he knew that sooner or later there would be such a day.

Half a year later, Wang Shi became an idle official in the only small city on the Gobi Desert, but Wang Shi didn't care, but was unofficial, light, simple, and extremely plain.

He had been carrying the clay doll with him, and wearing the red silk thread, he was waiting, waiting for someone to appear on this Gobi Desert.

"I'll wait for you, and I'll keep waiting. Wang Shi gradually mixed with white in his head, looking into the distance, looking at the sunset on the horizon.

Another twenty years, Wang Shi stayed on the Gobi Desert for a full twenty years, everyone forgot him, here the news is blocked, like an isolated island, the wind and sand are all over the sky, the sun is blazing, an old man sits on a stone, his clothes are simple, he has a beard, the original black is long, it has become sparse white, his face is extremely old, the wrinkles are very deep, and the old eyes are cloudy.

Just ten years ago, Wang Shi received a letter that was half a year late, saying that his parents had passed away one after another. Wang Shi drank, he didn't see his parents for the last time, this is his regret, but he can't do anything but quietly watch the sunset in this world.

In his hand he always held a dry piece of mud, human-like, with countless cracks and about to disintegrate. The red thread on his wrist was already extremely dim, as if it would break with a slight pull.

"It's been nearly a year of Jiazi, have you really forgotten me, an old man?" Wang Shi laughed at himself, life is like a dream, in the blink of an eye, the morning glow has become the sunset, the youth is like a song, and the twilight is bleak.

Wang Shi saw the sunset in the distance, he seemed to see himself, he had three regrets in this life, the first was to die in a foreign land, unable to return to his roots. Second, I didn't see my parents for the last time. Third, I'm afraid I'll never see Xiaoqing again.

"I will wait for you, until you are old, until you die. Wang Shi muttered, the female clay doll in his hand, Wang Shi used a little strength, silently, on the verge of shattering, Wang Shi only sighed.

In the world, there is a sunset!(To be continued!)