I can't get enough to feed you

"Ah!" Ji Xuanyuan put a trembling hand on Meng Xiaojiang's cheek, he leaned over, kissed Meng Xiaojiang's forehead, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Meng Xiaojiang replied blankly, her eyeballs rolled in big circles in their sockets, looked at the heads poking over, and recognized Su Daji, Chairman Wang, and Aunt Huang. I recognized Kong Lianfeng...

"Sister Su..." Meng Xiaojiang called softly.

Su Daji was used to the separation of life and death, so when she heard the words "ah", she couldn't help but turned her head and wiped her eyes and tears with her hands.

"I'm going to die." Meng Xiaojiang said calmly, he felt that his body was dissipating, scattered in the world from the inside out, returning to the world, and his consciousness was like entering the white snow.

Ji Xuanyuan grinned, wanting to laugh, but he didn't, his eyes were like faucets that were turned on, big teardrops fell on Meng Xiaojiang's face one by one, and the other hand of his host, Meng Xiaojiang, was completely empty. It turned out that Meng Xiaojiang's body was turned into ashes up to the shoulder blades.

Ji Xuanyuan was taken aback for a moment, Meng Xiaojiang looked at him calmly, opened his mouth, and his voice was so thin and soft that it was hard to hear.

Ji Xuanyuan hurriedly put his ear to his mouth, Meng Xiaojiang said: "Brother Xuan, I'm leaving."

Ji Xuanyuan went to look at Meng Xiaojiang's face again, the ashes had turned to his shoulders, leaving only one head, Meng Xiaojiang blinked, his lips moved again, he suddenly shed two lines of tears, and cried out loudly: " What do you do? You spend money lavishly, and you don’t care about your clothes! What will you do when I leave? Who cares about you!”

Ji Xuanyuan opened his mouth wide, and he couldn't make a sound out of his throat, as if a piece of iron was stuck, and Meng Xiaojiang gave him a last longing look, as if he sighed.Meng Xiaojiang closed his eyes, he finally thought that he still wanted to live, he still wanted to live, it turns out that living is a very good thing - and he completely returned to ashes.

Wang Chengcheng closed his voice, took a step back and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground. Kong Lianfeng looked into the distance, couldn't bear to see Mr. Xuanyuan, and muttered a passage of Buddhist scriptures softly, sending Meng Xiaojiang on his last journey.

Su Daji took out a handkerchief and wiped his eyes carefully, then kindly handed out another one to Ji Xuanyuan, and said, "Oh, wipe your eyes, people are always easy to die, don't be too sad, you and I have lived thousands of years For ten thousand years, isn't this commonplace?"

Ji Xuanyuan looked down at his bosom, there was a handful of fly ash in his bosom, colorless and tasteless, not ashes, it was the feedback of thousands of years on Meng Xiaojiang's body that shouldn't be immortal, a gust of wind blew The tips of the petals and leaves were rippling, and everyone's clothes and hair were blown, and the fly ash in Ji Xuanyuan's arms was rolled up between the sky and the earth, and carried to the distance.

Ji Xuanyuan's arms were completely empty, he stared blankly for a while, took the handkerchief Su Daji handed over, wiped his so-so face, Ji Xuanyuan stood up, he lost his soul in a daze, put his hands in Walk away wobbly.

Su Daji followed and said, "Where are you going?"

Ji Xuanyuan replied: "I'm hungry, I want to eat cream cake."

Su Daji went to look at Ji Xuanyuan's face, and decided to be generous: "I invite you to eat whatever you want, until you are full."

"I can never get enough to eat." Ji Xuanyuan said, "Please."

Su Daji immediately changed her words and glared at him: "I only ask for 1000 yuan, nothing more."

Ji Xuanyuan grinned. Seeing him smiling, Su Da felt relieved, thinking that he was probably still sad, but there was no need to worry too much. They lived too long, and too many people and demons belonged to them. Passing by, time will be the best placebo, she believes that after ten or a hundred years, Ji Xuanyuan will forget who Meng Xiaojiang is.

Forget that he once loved someone sincerely, forget that he once planned his future and arranged for a young man named Meng Xiaojiang to exist.

The rain was clear at the beginning of the day, and the birds on Panshan twittered, sparrows, magpies, and crows squeaked and flew past a flock of them. Huang Gu was the guardian of Wang Chengcheng. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the foxes and gluttons in the distance. Kong Lianfeng sat there without strength. On the ground, he opened his mouth and said: "This monster is still different from a human, and it will not be sad or sad in the blink of an eye! Therefore, a human should be a pair with a human."

Huang Gu looked away, and Wang Chengcheng asked: "That's not what you predicted before, is it because you dare not tell the truth?"

"I never tell lies in divination." Huang Gu replied indifferently.

One month later, at the end of February, the beginning of spring passed, and the new year came for more than a month. During the first month, I was not allowed to cut my hair, and my uncle would die if I cut my hair.

Mr. Ou Shan is a widow alone. His mother and uncle have died a long time ago. His hair was split as far as his waist, so he got off work to get his long hair trimmed. After leaving the barber shop, Ou Shan thought about finding Xie Changqing had a drink in the evening, and when he passed the alley, he saw a stall selling wontons, so he went to sit at the stall and ordered a bowl of wontons.

Although the stall was small, there were people sitting at the small tables. Ou Shan humanely picked a table with only one person and sat down. He just sat down and saw that he was an acquaintance. That one is unforgettable once you see it His handsome face was none other than Ji Xuanyuan.

There was a bowl of wontons in front of Ji Xuanyuan. He took a spoon and slowly scooped one into his mouth. Ou Shanren greeted with a smile on his face: "Hey! Mr. Xuanyuan! Long time no see. The last time I saw you and Brother Xiaojiang was the same. A month ago, why were you alone?"

Seeing that there was only a bowl of wontons in front of Ji Xuanyuan, and he was still eating without taste, Ou Shanren immediately asked concerned: "Why do you only eat one bowl? Could it be that you have gastroenteritis? This doesn't suit your appetite!"

Ji Xuanyuan rolled his eyelids, glanced at Ou Shanren, and swallowed a wonton tastelessly. He thought about it and said, "Maybe it was because I ate too much cream cake a month ago, which hurt my stomach. What should I eat now?" They have no taste, but if you don’t eat them, you will feel uncomfortable.”

When Ji Xuanyuan said this, he smiled reservedly: "After all, I am a glutton, and I can't help but want to eat."

Ou Shanren nodded in understanding, the old Taoist priest wanted to introduce a doctor to Ji Xuanyuan, but Ji Xuanyuan politely thanked him and refused, Ou Shanren said again: "You haven't changed your clothes for a long time, how wrinkled are you?" And brother Jiang, you two have always been inseparable from Meng, and Meng is inextricable, why are you eating wontons here alone?"

"You don't know?" Ji Xuanyuan looked at Ou Shanren, seeing his sincere and ignorant expression, he really didn't know, so he replied, "Xiao Jiang is dead."

Ou Shanren nodded, suddenly realized: "He's dead."

After another moment, Ou Shanren slapped his thigh and frowned: "Tsk! Mr. Xuanyuan, you can't make such a joke! You can't say such things even if you have an awkward relationship with Brother Xiao Jiang! Bah, bah, bah, Tong Yanwu Avoid strong winds blowing away!"

Ji Xuanyuan picked up the bowl and poured all the soup and water into his mouth, still unable to taste the taste. He used to think that eating was the happiest thing in the world, but at some point, eating became One thing he didn't expect.

"It's really dead." Ji Xuanyuan took the five cents, stood up with his hands in his pockets, looked at Ou Shanren and said seriously, "Don't you know, go back and ask your Chairman Wang, Meng Ruoshui took Xiao Jiang's soul a month ago If they are broken up, it is still Chairman Wang who summons the scattered souls to send Xiao Jiang back into reincarnation."

Ou Shanren widened his eyes and took a deep breath, almost didn't come up, his throat was murmured, and he made a creaking sound, he looked at Ji Xuanyuan in horror, and squeezed out two Word: "Condolences."

After all, the expression on Ou Daochang's face collapsed, and he muttered to himself as if he couldn't understand: "No, that child is dead? Gone? Why is it gone?"

"How do I know that it's gone?" Ji Xuanyuan shook his head, and there was a lot of voices around him. He also asked incomprehensibly, "Why did it disappear? Why did it happen that Xiao Jiang disappeared?"

Ou Shanren tried his best to put away the grief on his face, a living person beside him suddenly disappeared, he would inevitably hurt others, so he stood up to pat Ji Xuanyuan on the shoulder.

Ji Xuanyuan stepped away, and asked with a flat face: "Master Ou, being a human is not a good thing, why is it so sad?"

He thought, it's better to be his beast, the sky is wild, he doesn't need to think about anything, eat the beast berries in the mountains when hungry, drink the mountain stream water when thirsty, don't need to wear clothes to make money for life, and don't need to meet people with all kinds of emotions and six desires , let alone fall in love with someone and then lose.

In short, being a beast is much better than being a human!

Ou Shanren racked his brains and wanted to comfort him a few more words. Ji Xuanyuan turned around and left without waiting for his comfort, not forgetting to tell him: "Xiao Ou, you should also pay attention to the stomach, the taste of eating without knowing the taste is too uncomfortable Already!"

When Ou Shanren heard Xiao Ou's voice, he rolled his eyes, blowing his beard and staring at Ji Xuanyuan's still handsome and unrestrained Yushu Linfeng's back.

The twilight of Tianjin Wei passed away, and the night shrouded the city of Tianjin. Ji Xuanyuan walked up and down the street like a headless chicken, because there was nowhere to go back, and the Astor Hotel could continue to live, after all, the money earned had not been spent yet. , but there was no one waiting for me when I went back, and it was even more boring to go back.

You can also go to Su Daji's place, but you don't have anything to say to the fox.

Wearing a crumpled suit, Ji Xuanyuan felt lonely, wandering the streets and strayed into the red-light district, the women saw him like a fly seeing honey, and entertained him even if they didn't charge money.

He could only smell the smell of rotten meat. The meat of these women smelled very bad. Ji Xuanyuan walked straight forward with no expression on his face.

The night wind was mixed with the warmth of the coming spring, and the little flower seller timidly stopped him and said to him, "Sir, can you buy a flower for your lover?"

But no one stopped.

In 1930, on that night in the early spring, Ji Xuanyuan strode forward with two long legs, and he burst into tears in the spring breeze.