It's not good to be a priest of heaven

After walking for several days, I finally arrived in Huaicheng. The pace of life in Huaicheng is slower than other places, and there are not as many disputes as those big towns.

Shen Junchao built a small courtyard here, surrounded by mountains and rivers, fresh and elegant.

There is a maple tree planted in the courtyard, the maple leaves are as red as fire, and it burns its own life in its own season.

The small courtyard has everything you need for daily use.Shen Jun got out of the carriage, took Sinan's hand, smiled brightly and relaxedly, "We will live here in the future."

Si Nan looked at the person next to him, his eyes shone brightly, and he responded with a smile, "Yeah."

In the evening, when the smoke was rising from the kitchen, Sinan cooked the dishes himself.Shen Junchao sat aside and listened to the sound of the smooth knife skills, and couldn't help saying: "You are so good at cooking, what else do you not know?"

After a pause, Sinan's chopping speed slowed down a little, and he said softly, "I won't wait for you to teach me."

Shen Jun raised a smile on his lips, "I don't have that ability."

Si Nan wiped his hands, went to his knees and knelt down, looked up at him, with hope in his eyes, "Ah Chao, can we always be like this?"

There was confusion in Shen Junchao's empty eyes, could he really afford this promise?

He avoided the subject, with a smile on his face, and patted his shoulder, "Your food is mushy."

Si Nan said: "I'll do it for you again."

Shen Junchao joked: "When you do it again, I'm afraid you will starve to death."

Seeing him changing the subject, Si Nan lowered his eyes to hide the sadness in his heart. He understood what he meant. In fact, both of them knew the answer. Sometimes it's better not to say it than to say it. At least at this moment, you can feel less sad and more Warm.

At the dinner table, Si Nan kept picking vegetables and meat for him, Shen Junchao couldn't laugh or cry and said, "Don't pick it up, I can't finish it."

Si Nan was not incapable of retorting: "Eat quickly."

Shen Junchao jokingly said, "Are you my wife? You have to take care of everything."

Si Nan was taken aback when he heard the words, looked at his peaceful face and suddenly coughed uncomfortably, "If you can't finish eating, you won't leave."

Shen Jun raised his eyebrows, and said secretly in his heart, Yan wife.

During the day, when he walked side by side with him on the field path, there would be cute dolls holding Shen Junchao's hand and saying over and over again, "Brother, brother, I will show you the way, follow me~" Shen Junchao would raise his hand. With a very bright smile, he joked, "Will you take me into a ditch?"

Si Nan stood behind them, as if he had seen the scenes of Taoyuan Mountain back then, so clear, so nostalgic, his vision blurred unconsciously...

Sometimes, when Shen Junchao was sitting on the bank and Sinan went into the water to catch fish, he would smile and ask him, "Did you catch it?"

Sinan would hand over the full bamboo basket to his hand, leaned over, and said in a low and melodious voice close to his ear: "What do you think?"

Shen Junchao lowered his head slightly, his brows and eyes were full of tenderness.

He washed his hands and made soup for him, and supervised him to eat three meals a day obediently.Shen Junchao would usually argue helplessly, but in the end he would compromise and finish what he made.

At dusk, they would sit back to back under the maple tree in the courtyard and chat, most likely Shen Junchao was talking and Sinan was listening.Sometimes they don't say anything, leaning against each other to feel the breeze, enjoying the quiet time.

However, after the beginning of winter, Shen Junchao's condition suddenly worsened a lot, and he was caught off guard.

On this day, it rained heavily suddenly, and the raindrops ping-pong-pong on the eaves.

Shen Junchao was sitting in front of the window sill, with a smile on his slightly pale lips, and to the sound of the rain, he tapped his fingers lightly on the window sill, and the breeze blew through his ink hair.

Si Nan looked at him affectionately, raised his hand to form a jade flute, leaned against the window, brought the jade flute to his lips amidst the sound of the rain, and played "Zi Jin" with a melodious tune.

Shen Junchao was taken aback when he heard this, and the hand resting on the window sill involuntarily stopped knocking.

Green Zijin, Youyouwoxin.Even if I don't go, Zining won't have the sound?

Qingqingzipei, I think for a while.Even if I don't go, Zining won't come?

He is waiting, waiting for his reply, but can he respond?Does he still have time to respond...

In this melodious tune, Shen Junchao finally looked a little lonely in his eyes, and slowly curled up his hands unwillingly.

A few days later, Shen Junchao had a whim, took a lot of white paper, pulled Sinan and asked with a smile: "I heard that if you fold a thousand paper cranes, your wish will come true. Do you believe it?"

Si Nan looked at his pale face, his eyes were full of reluctance, but he still said calmly: "If you believe me, you will believe me."

Shen Junchao smiled, but didn't say whether he believed it or not, and asked again, "Can you origami cranes?"

"meeting."

"Then teach me."

"……it is good."

Si Nan taught him hand in hand. Shen Junchao studied very hard, but his eye disease was not worthy of his hard work. He learned it over and over again, and Si Nan patiently taught him over and over again. After wasting more than a dozen pieces of paper, he was finally able to He independently folded the first thousand paper cranes. Although the appearance is not very good-looking, he is still very happy.He made a plan for himself, fold ten of them every day, and there will be a thousand of them by tomorrow spring, and he has been holding on to this beautiful plan.

Today, Sinan went up the mountain, saying that he was looking for ingredients to change his taste.So now Shen Junchao is the only one left in this small courtyard.He folded ten paper cranes as usual, and put them in the cabinet properly.Then he took out a piece of red paper that had been prepared a long time ago, spread it carefully on the table, and pressed it several times carefully with a ruler, and then began to pick up the pen and write the first stroke on the red paper.

What he wanted to write was a marriage proposal.

He wrote every word carefully, earnestly, and preciously, one stroke at a time. On both sides of the Geng post, one side has his name on it, and the other side is still blank.

After finishing writing, he dried the ink, carefully put Geng Tie into the cabinet, and stored it with the paper crane.This is an agreement between him and himself——

If he can successfully survive this harsh winter and usher in a spring full of vitality, then he will take this Geng sticker on Sinan and let him choose whether to fill in his name or not.But, if... then he won't provoke him, and this Geng post will be invalidated.

The cold winter came quickly, and Shen Junchao's condition worsened again in November. He could no longer go out often, and could only go out once or twice.But he was very persistent about paper cranes, from ten a day to fifteen or twenty a day, even if he was sick, he had to break them despite his physical discomfort.

Si Nan pressed his hand, his eyes filled with distress, "Don't break it..."

Shen Junchao was taken aback for a moment, but he responded with a smile "Yes", and then he said: "You choose the best-looking one on this table, you must choose the best-looking one, don't lie to me!"

Si Nan looked at his very serious expression, endured his heartache, and carefully picked out the best-looking one and handed it to him.

Shen Junchao raised his lips and smiled, "Since it's the prettiest one, I'll keep it for you."

Si Nan carefully held the paper crane, and replied devoutly, "Okay..."

On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, Shen Junchao knew that he would not be able to survive the spring. He was exhausted and the medicine was useless. He was very clear and understood, but Si Nan tacitly never mentioned these things to him.

He suppressed the discomfort in his body, walked to the table with difficulty while Sinan was not around, took out the marriage sticker, put the sticker into the brazier with empty eyes, and burned it.

The tongue of fire turned the Geng Tie into ashes.

On New Year's Eve, the whole Huaicheng was celebrating, setting off firecrackers and fireworks.

Shen Junchao leaned against Si Nan's arms, and the two of them cuddled up and sat on the rattan chair in the courtyard. Clusters of fireworks rose into the air, and then exploded, bursting out their dazzling brilliance, which was beautiful and short-lived.

Shen Jun smiled on his lips, and when he heard the sound of fireworks, he suddenly sighed, "It's beautiful."

It turned out that it was a beautiful lie that he couldn't live past 25, he couldn't even live past [-]...

Three months, too short, really too short...

The time left for him in this world is too short...

His wish could come true after folding a thousand paper cranes, but his paper cranes were not finished after all, so his wish could not be fulfilled...

He gently closed his eyes amidst thousands of bright fireworks, and never opened them again this time.

Dying forever.

"I heard that if you fold a thousand paper cranes, your wish will come true. Do you believe it?"

Si Nan hugged him tightly, covering his face and crying uncontrollably...

He dug a grave for him again with his own hands. Under the maple tree, in the coffin, he hugged Shen Junchao tightly, who had no breathing, no pulse, no heartbeat, and he fell asleep with him...

And in the second year after Shen Junchao's death, drought swept the entire Li Kingdom.

It was in this dire situation that Zhuo Dongyue, the head of the Yong'an Chamber of Commerce across the entire Li country, suddenly declared that he would follow the orders of the big boss, Shen Junchao, and began to donate money and food to places where drought occurred.

In this severe drought that lasted for three years, nearly half of the people in Liguo survived because of the free donation from Yong'an Chamber of Commerce.It was also at this time that people suddenly discovered that Shen Junchao, the eldest son of the Shen family, was not just a weak and sickly disabled person, but a truly talented and talented person!

And many people rescued by the Yongan Chamber of Commerce he founded began to spontaneously build temples for him and pray for him.

It's just that they don't know that the object of their blessing has already turned into a pile of loess.