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Not long after dawn, there was movement in the next room, probably Wu Ting got up.Ah Lian usually doesn't get up that early. Although he came from the prosperous capital to the remote countryside, this child is neither picky nor pampered. When he got up, he often showed his original shape, and he had to moan for a long time before he could get off the bed, so he was often blamed by Wu Ting.

After a while, Wu Ting really came out of the room lightly, and even helped the bedridden person close the door.

He saw Meng Huaize by the window, walked over quickly, and asked, "Master, have you sat here all night?"

He frowned tightly, looking a little annoyed, thinking that he slept too deeply last night, so he didn't even get up to check on Meng Huaize's situation.

No one knows Meng Huaize's body better than himself. When he was young, he suffered too much, and when he was old, he had to pay back everything.Moreover, he is old enough, no matter how well he is taken care of, he will not have a few days left.That being the case, it's better to be self-willed and do whatever you want.However, he never said these words to children like Wu Ting, even though each of them knew it well, but it was always more uncomfortable to say something than not to say it.

It's just that Wu Ting is stubborn, if he doesn't talk about it, he doesn't know how long he will be entangled in this matter.

Meng Huaize then said: "Come in and help me tidy up."

Wu Ting agreed with a beep, and then walked into the house, helped Meng Huaize wash up, and changed into clean clothes.When it was almost done, Wu Ting was about to go out with the wooden basin, when Meng Huaize suddenly stopped him and said, "Help me tie my hair."

Wu Ting couldn't help being a little surprised.

Ever since he was sick and needed someone to take care of him, Meng Huaize didn't care much about dressing up. He thought it was troublesome, and he was also afraid of causing trouble to others, so he could save everything he could, and let Wu Ting comb his hair. , at most, it is of the leisurely type. This is the first time he has made such a request.

Standing behind Meng Huaize, Wu Ting carefully tied Meng Huaize's hair into a hair crown, and slowly smacked out some other smells.

He asked Meng Huaize: "Master, is your old friend coming today?"

Meng Huaize said, "I don't know."

"Then you want to wait for him?"

The morning light outside the window was clear, and a crabapple was blown into the window by the wind, and it was falling on Meng Huaize's hand. He lowered his eyes and looked at it quietly. After a while, he smiled slightly and nodded.

After breakfast, Wu Ting dragged Ah Lian out of the house, saying that the brothers from the town had sent a letter, asking them to help take care of the patient today.

A Lian was forcefully dragged out of the hospital, and he didn't break free from Wu Ting's hand until he walked a long way, and asked him: "Senior brother told us to take good care of Master Gu when he came last time, why did you let us go to town together? Where are you?" Got a letter?"

Wu Ting didn't say a word, and walked a few steps forward by himself, then sat down on the side of the road.

Lian felt even more strange: "Why are you sitting here again?"

Wu Ting was twisting a piece of grass in his hand, but his eyes were on the soil at his feet.It was just dirt, but he felt sad when he looked at it.In this soil, there are crops and medicinal herbs, and countless people who have passed away year after year are also buried.

"Master's illness is getting worse," he whispered, "I'm afraid..."

A Lian's expression changed almost the moment he mentioned Meng Huaize's illness, and he asked Wu Ting, "Why do you say that?"

Wu Ting told the story of yesterday in detail.

"I didn't see anyone at all, but the master asked me to tie his hair this morning, saying that I still have to wait for that person to come today."

A Lian frowned: "If this is the case, then why do you drag me out?"

The grass was smashed by Wu Ting, he didn't know how to speak, he paused for a long time, and then said softly: "Whether it's true or not, Master is very happy."

"I want to make him happier..."

Whether or not that person really exists, Meng Huaize's joy is real.He had never seen Meng Huaize like this before, and when he asked him to tie his hair, he looked a little embarrassed and shy.Wu Ting couldn't help thinking at that time, what kind of old man is that?What kind of person must it be to make Meng Huaize, who has always been gentle and decent, and Dr. Meng, who is so benevolent in the eyes of the world as if he has no personal sorrows and joys, to show a shyness like a boy.

A Lian sat down next to him, the rising sun passed through the gap between the herbs, shone on their shoulders and flickered, in front of them was the only road leading to Meng Huaize's small courtyard, anyone who wanted to pass by could see it .

He asked in a low voice, "Will Master really die?"

Wu Ting turned his head away, Ah Lian was staring at the ground, but the tight corners of his lips betrayed his panic.Wu Ting wanted to comfort him, but when the words came to his lips, he opened his mouth, but finally said: "Everyone is mortal."

"Why?" Ah Lian seemed like an unreasonable child, "Why do people die?"

Wu Ting couldn't answer, all things in the world, birth, old age, sickness and death, have been like this since ancient times, how can there be any reason?But Ah Lian stared at him stubbornly, as if he was the god who wanted to make people grow old, sick and die.

Wu Ting turned his head, and his voice fell into the stuffy air: "People are going to die..."

Like his eldest brother who died during the war and never met, like his father who died of illness, like the old Meng Huaize and his mother, and like himself in the future.

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Wu Yue has been here for three consecutive days, sitting on that wall all the time, never entering the courtyard once, as if there are some beasts dormant in this courtyard, which makes him feel afraid.

He watched the people in the courtyard warily from a distance, he refused to approach, refused to leave, and never said a word.

Meng Huaize's body could no longer provide him with sobriety for too long. After sitting for a long time, he would often be unable to hold on, and his eyelids drooped, but he refused to close them easily, and looked at Wu Yue with half-closed eyes.Sometimes he would just fall into a coma like this, and when he woke up, he would raise his eyes and see the person on the opposite wall. He always had to react for a long time, staring at Wu Yue meticulously and inch by inch. After looking like this for a long time, he finally Will gradually realize the real wind around, the real years, the real himself.

It wasn't until the third day that Wu Yue finally spoke the first sentence.

He sat on the top of a high wall and looked at the people in the courtyard expressionlessly: "You are dying."

The sun was covered by the clouds, and the surroundings dimmed. The wind picked up and the leaves of the crabapple trees rustled.Meng Huaize was half lying on the recliner, like a dead tree in the wind, even his white hair was grayed, but his expression was always calm.

After hearing Wu Yue's words, he even smiled softly: "Yes, because I am old enough, people will die when they are old."

The wind around suddenly became stronger. Meng Huaize coughed twice and asked him, "Do you want to eat? There is ready-made meat in the kitchen. If you want to eat, you can go get it."

This is also the first sentence he has voluntarily said to Wu Yue in the past few days.

But Wu Yue didn't move, didn't make a sound, and still looked at him like that.He is like a stubborn rock, as long as he is stubborn, then Meng Huaize will not be the person in front of him, and Meng Yunzhou will still be waiting somewhere for him to go back.

The voices of Wu Ting and A Lian came from outside the courtyard. Meng Huaize supported his body and sat up slightly. He looked at Wu Yue from a distance. It was obvious that everything on him was decaying, but his eyes were still It was as gentle as the drizzle on Mount Chuanji many years ago.

"They're back." Meng Huaize said softly.

Wu Yue looked at him without saying a word.

In the depths of his eyes, there was some sadness about parting, but more of it was the calmness of this life when the dust had settled.

"I'm glad to see you these days." He said, "Thank you."

With a creak, the courtyard door was pushed open, A Lian's voice calling for Master jumped in first, Meng Huaize dazed for a moment, and when he looked again, there was no shadow of Wu Yue on the wall.He was stunned for a moment, then smiled and closed his eyes, and leaned back on the reclining chair. The wind blew the fragrance of herbs that he had smelled all his life, and Chuanji Mountain stood quietly not far away.

The rain started to fall before nightfall, and Meng Huaize was lying on the bed half asleep and half awake, his body was completely exhausted, this rain was like a farewell.

In the past many years, young people who had left this small courtyard rushed back together on this rainy night to see their master for the last time.

The light on the table was flickering and dim, Ah Lian crouched in the corner with his head in his arms, pursed his lips and said nothing, half of the people in the room were dead silent.Across a screen, Cai Zhi sat on the edge of the bed, and accompanied Meng Huaize to speak for the last time.

She is a few years younger than Meng Huaize, but now she has white hair, and she has to walk carefully on crutches.

Meng Huaize could still remember the little girl who killed a chicken with her bare hands many years ago, and couldn't help sighing: "Time flies so fast..."

"Yes," Caizhi said with a smile, "I was so good-looking at that time, and you didn't even want to give it to you if you begged for nothing. Now it's all right, in the end, I still have to send you off."

Meng Huaize coughed twice, then laughed along with her.

Smiling and laughing, Caizhi's eyes filled with tears.

"Doctor Meng." She called him softly. Since she was young, she had called Meng Huaize as Doctor Meng. Decades have passed since she called Meng Huaize like this. "Don't be afraid to walk this way. Wu Du went to explore the way first, and I will go too soon."

Meng Huaize nodded with a smile.

The rain outside was getting heavier, and it was blown obliquely against the window, crackling.Meng Huaize's gaze fell on the closed window, and he asked Caizhi, "Can you open the window for me?"

It was windy and rainy outside, Cai Zhi wanted to say it would be cold, but she paused for a moment, then got up and did as she wanted.

The rain was blown in by the wind in an instant, and the cold air seeped into the room. Caizhi shivered, and turned around to Meng Huaize and muttered: "I never saw you so self-willed when I was young..."

Her voice stopped suddenly.

Because she saw the look on Meng Huaize's face.She didn't know how to describe that look, but she suddenly burst into tears.She thought of many, many years ago, when they were still very young, she asked Meng Huaize, if not, could she choose another person to like, Meng Huaize shook his head with a smile, and said no.

The Meng Huaize at that time and the current Meng Huaize suddenly overlapped. Cai Zhi followed his gaze and looked out. There was a familiar person standing in the rain, with the same youthful face as decades ago.

Meng Huaize looked at Wu Yue in the courtyard through the window, this was the first time he had stepped into this small courtyard for so many years.

Begonia branches swayed and criss-crossed above his head, and the rain fell heavily. He was still surrounded by an invisible barrier like many years ago, and the rain couldn't get close to him at all.The surrounding crabapple trees, stone tables, walls, soil... everything was wet by the rain, but he didn't, standing dry in the rain.

Obviously those things drenched in the rain are more pitiful, but for some reason, he seems to be the lonely one.

Through layers of rain and thick night, he just looked at Meng Huaize quietly and motionlessly.

Meng Huaize suddenly felt reluctant.

His little wolf cub stood in the world, but everything in this world was different from him.

Meng Huaize didn't want him to be alone in this strange world.

He raised his hand and waved it at Wu Yue.

"Let's go."

He said, "Go back."

Go back to the demon world, go back to Jiuyi Mountain, go back to your life, don't stay in this world anymore.

But Wu Yue remained motionless, still looking at him like that.

Meng Huaize wanted to say "Go back" again, but his lips moved, but he couldn't make any sound.His eyes gradually closed, and the monsters he was familiar with, loved, and waited for all his life gradually disappeared from his vision, and finally returned to darkness.

In his final consciousness, Meng Huaize remembered that many, many years ago, on such a rainy night, the child of Uncle Li's family in the village fell ill. When he prescribed the medicine, he searched through the medicine cabinet and still lacked two herbs.When he went to bed that night, he also forgot to close the window. Before going to sleep, he looked at the rain outside the window and thought, if the rain stopped tomorrow morning, he would go to Chuanji Mountain to look for the two herbs.

Fifty years of a dream...

A dream for fifty years.

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I must have shed the most tears in this chapter...