Book House Strange Talk

Lin Jianping was diagnosed with uremia half a year ago. The couple came home from the hospital in silence all the way. Cheng Ai patted her husband on the shoulder and said to him, "Take a rest, I will cook you a meal today."

Cheng Ai went into the kitchen and turned on the gas stove a few times before turning on the gas stove. Then she realized that the gas must be turned on first. Looking at the pots and pans in the kitchen, she suddenly panicked. She didn't know how to cook. She suddenly thought of getting married. She hasn't cooked a meal for her husband for many years.

Lin Jianping came over and took out the knife from his wife's hand, and said, "Don't cut it, let me cook."

Hearing this sentence, Cheng Ai held back the tears all the way and finally couldn't hold back. Both of them have no father, no mother, and no children. They have known each other since they were young and have come all the way to the present. Why...how is it like this!

"Don't cry, your eyes will hurt after crying. Didn't the doctor tell you that, as long as we treat well, I can stay with you for ten years. We're waiting for a suitable kidney source, so I'll be cured!" Lin Jianping hugged his wife and coaxed her, feeling worried for a moment.

He also knows that these words are all in a pleasant way, how can the kidney source be drained to him so easily, the disease of uremia is a disease that will drag on for a lifetime, and the money for the medicine and the money for dialysis, even if there is medical insurance for their family. It is also a burden, what if he leaves Cheng Ai, what if his wife is so soft-tempered, will he be bullied when he is not at home, and what if he can't carry it when he goes to the supermarket to buy something heavy?If he's not here, who will cook for her?Who picks her up from get off work?Alone at night, what if she gets scared.

Cheng Ai cried silently in her husband's arms, tears wet the clothes on Lin Jianping's chest, he hugged his wife tightly, yearning for the time that may never come again.

What I didn't expect was that Lin Jianping's illness deteriorated very quickly. The man who weighed 150 kilograms was tortured by the disease to less than 120 kilograms. The stomach that had grown up with the grades has now become shriveled skin, and the straight back has become rickety. , Cheng Ai knelt in the temple and looked at the Buddha statue with compassionate eyes and suddenly thought: If there is an evil spirit who wants her life in exchange for Lin Jianping, then she is willing.

The south wind appeared at this time.

"Have you ever heard of borrowing life?"

That beautiful face is the most beautiful person Cheng Ai has ever seen in more than 40 years of life. She heard the old people in her hometown talk about the legend of borrowing a birthday, but she never took it seriously.

"If you are willing to share your lifespan with your husband, he can live. I can help you, but I have to ask you for another lifespan in exchange."

She had already realized that the beautiful man in front of her was the evil spirit she wanted, and those black eyes looked straight into her heart, which made her shiver.

Cheng Ai heard himself say "I am willing", and then walked out of the Buddhist hall with one foot, and stepped into the darkness with his back to the Buddha.

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Lin Jianping's condition is under control very well, and his body is slowly improving. The doctor said that he has never seen a uremia patient who can recover to this level. Cheng Ai accepted the examination report with a smile and echoed the doctor's words: "Yes, my family Good luck to Lao Lin, ancestors bless you, thank you doctor.”

Cheng Ai looked at her husband and took his arm with a smile, and said, "If you want to eat winter melon ribs soup, why don't you go to the market?"

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Cheng Ai walked very fast, the road in this ghost city was full of twists and turns, and he saw Cheng Ai's clothes at the first glance, but he didn't know where he was going at the back, and he was lost in such a blink of an eye, Xing Yang asked Tai Yi to choose a direction at will.

Tai Yi: "What if I choose the wrong one?"

Xing Yang said: "You can choose as you like, don't think too much."

Tai Yi glanced at the fork, and saw a white wild flower growing by the side of the road, which looked very refreshing in this gloomy environment. He pointed to the road behind the wild flower and said, "Let's go this way."

Xing Yang led him to this road without saying a word. This area seems to be a relatively remote place in the ghost market. The photos of selling goods and buying goods are more than half less than just now. After walking not far, he saw Cheng Ai's back—she was standing at a corner, not knowing who she was talking to.

Xing Yang burned the piece of talisman with a wave of his hand, hid the two of them, and hid behind a big willow tree hugged by three people. Behind the willow tree, Cheng Ai could just hear Cheng Ai talking to that person.

This is Cheng Ai's second visit to the ghost market, the last time this man named Nanfeng led her in.

After agreeing to borrow his birthday, Lin Jianping got better. In her eyes, she was no different from a normal person. However, she found that her husband was always in a daze for a while. She originally thought that this was a serious illness anyway. It's normal for people to lose their energy and react slowly, but not long ago, when her husband was in a daze, she pushed him, and Lin Jianping just fell on the sofa in a daze. There was no reaction at all, and the whole body froze.

Cheng Ai shook her husband's shoulders a few times in fear, and put her finger under Lin Jianping's nose tremblingly, Cheng Ai screamed in fright.

It was at this time that Lin Jianping returned to normal. Seeing his wife sitting on the ground, he hurriedly got up to support her, and asked, "What's wrong?"

It was as if he just fell asleep with his eyes open.

Cheng Ai somehow remembered the two young men she met on the street that day, the taller one told her that her husband was going to die.Cheng Ai thought to herself, she had to come to the ghost market again, she wanted to know what was going on.

The ghost market is hard to find, and the living people with strong yang energy can't easily enter. The last time she was able to enter was because the man met him at the gate of the ghost market. This time, she waited four nights in front of the agreed willow tree before coming across the ghost market. The door opens.

The smell of a living person is really good. Those ghosts stared at her and held her back. God knows how she ran all the way here. This Nanfeng stood beside the stone pier and watched her running in embarrassment with a smile, like It's as if this day has long been expected.

"Didn't you say that my husband will be the same as a normal person? Then why does this happen to him!"

Nanfeng held a small Qingluo fan and lightly covered his mouth with a smile, his fox eyes rolled around her body a few times, and said, "Isn't he still talking and panting? What's the matter? Are people different?"

Cheng Ai said: "You know exactly what I mean!"

"I don't know, you've got what you want, what else do you want to do?" Nanfeng's tone changed and he asked questioningly, "I even hid it from you, if it wasn't for me, Lin Jianping would have died. "

Hearing this, Cheng Ai's face was sad. Nanfeng was right. If his husband hadn't been gone long ago, how could he still be able to live the life he is now: "But...you took my life, he It shouldn't be like this, he shouldn't be like this..."

Nanfeng tapped Cheng Ai's shoulder with a fan before leaving. When he passed the willow tree, he glanced at the hiding place of Tai Yi and the two, and he didn't know who to tell: "People, don't be too greedy. You should think that he is alive, and you shouldn't meddle in the affairs of the dead."

He said this while looking at Tai Yi. Tai Yi thought that the two of them had been discovered when he met Nan Feng's eyes. He quickly held his breath and turned to look at Xing Yang's face. Far away, Tai Yi looked at Cheng Ai, who was squatting on the spot crying loudly, elbowing Xing Yang with his elbow, and said, "Take her out? She will be targeted after a while."

Cheng Ai was not surprised when he saw the two of them appearing in front of him, he was supported by Tai Yi out of the ghost market with a dazed expression, walked past the old willow tree with crooked neck, and Tai Yi looked back, only then did he see that this was not the abandoned train track next to the village in the city what!

The three of them walked along the street for more than half a point and finally found a 24-hour convenience store. They bought a cup of hot orange juice for Cheng Ai, and the three of them sat on chairs in the convenience store and chatted quietly.Xing Yang asked a few questions about Nanfeng and borrowing his life, where did he know each other, how did he borrow his life, and so on.

"...He told me that the best way to keep Jianping alive is to give him my life, but he has to pay him 20 years of life in exchange. He said I can live to be 80 years old, I Give Jianping ten years, and give him 20 years, so that I can go with Jianping, how good it is."

Cheng Ai told everything she knew, she was a little broken now, and didn't care to think about why the two young people in front of her cared so much about her affairs. Nan Feng was right, she had already got what she wanted. What more do you want?One can't be too greedy, anyway, the end result is that Lin Jianping dies, she has nothing, nothing to fear, and if her husband leaves, she has nothing to miss.

Just go with him.

"He also gave me this, saying that it would be given to my husband to drink a drop every ten days, so as to keep his soul lingering." Cheng Ai took out a velvet bag from his handbag, and it could be seen that he was keeping such things very carefully. .

Tai Yi took it and opened the bag. It was a simple glass sealed bottle, only the size of a little finger, filled with a dark red liquid, which looked like blood no matter what.

"Xing Yang! What's wrong with you?" Originally wanted to ask Xing Yang if he knew what it was, but he didn't expect to see a face full of anger. It was the first time Tai Yi saw Xing Yang like this.

In his cognition, Xing Yang has always been a person whose expression does not fluctuate too much. Whether it is impatient or sarcastic, the facial features on that face are at most frowning eyebrows and curling lips. This is the first time he saw the face A face that is expressionless but can clearly make people feel angry.

Xing Yang took the bottle and sniffed it, then asked Cheng Ai: "Do you know what this is?"

Seeing that he was so serious, Cheng Ai was a little disturbed, shook his head and said, "He didn't tell me."

"This is dragon's blood! This really condenses the soul. Of course it condenses the soul, and you are not afraid of condensing cholesterol. You can drink this for Lin Jianping. You don't have to worry about him dying. He will never die. You can live forever without being rotten!" Tai Yi saw Xing Yang's lips touch up and down, and said something vicious, "Then, become a monster."

A scream that was not exhaled was suppressed by Cheng Ai himself. In this corner blocked by the shelves, this woman was crying silently. She believed the words of the man she met for the third time in front of her. A dying man came back to life A person who is in a daze with eyes open and breathless, a person who is as cold as a corpse as long as he falls asleep, her husband has become a monster since she made that decision.

Tai Yi didn't know why it took 2 minutes to become like this, Xing Yang's movement of holding the glass bottle carefully was a bit eye-catching, and after Xing Yang finished his angry words, the man seemed to be discouraged Sitting with his back bowed like a ball, Tai Yi actually felt a trace of sadness from Xing Yang.

He couldn't help but put his hand on Xing Yang's, and asked him softly: "Do you know whose blood this is? It's very important to you, isn't it?"

Xing Yang didn't answer him, turned his hand over to hold Tai Yi's hand, looked at the wound he had accidentally scratched by a knife a few days ago, and asked him: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

After saying this, Xing Yang seemed to be even more sad.

The three were silent for a while, Cheng Ai stopped crying, she took out a tissue from her bag and pressed the tears from the corners of her eyes, then raised her head and asked Xing Yang: "Will he be in pain?"

Xing Yang: "Yes, he will gradually feel that he has become a monster, he will not live happily, and die will not be easy. He will age like a normal person, but he can only live on the bed. He can not eat or drink, but he cannot action."

Cheng Ai pulled the broken hair from her sideburns behind her ears. She didn't have gray hair at first, but after Lin Jianping fell ill, her hair turned gray almost overnight. The black hair that was just dyed a while ago now has a few strands at the root. White, she sighed, and Tai Yi saw the fine lines in the corners of Cheng Ai's eyes moving as she sighed, and suddenly felt a sense of peace in his whole body.

"Then can you help me?"

Xing Yang: "Are you sure? Your lifespan has been given to Nanfeng, and you can't get it back. Besides, Lin Jianping's lifespan has already passed."

"But it will make him comfortable, won't it?" Tears flowed from the corners of Cheng Ai's eyes again. She wiped them with a tissue and found that the tears were getting more and more. She just kept covering her eyes with a tissue and kept saying sorry.

Cheng Ai made an agreement with them to go to her house in three days to end all this. Seeing that it was almost dawn, the two of them sent Cheng Ai back to the gate of the community to bid farewell. Xing Yang took out a small picture scroll and unfolded it to look like Tai Yi's room , Xing Yang pushed him into the scroll, but Tai Yi appeared next to the bed in his bedroom in an instant.

The scrolls on the table before they left had disappeared. Tai Yi changed into pajamas and got under the covers. He lay down and came back after being exhausted all night. There were already birdsong outside but he still didn’t feel sleepy. Tai Yi Staring at the ceiling in a daze for a while, he felt a little sleepy. He heard the sound of his father waking up and washing. He dreamed that Xing Yang was sitting in a strange room, rubbing the glass bottle, and saw him put the bottle in a on the wooden table, and then slowly walked away.

In a blink of an eye, the day agreed with Cheng Ai came, and Cheng Ai said that today an important guest came to ask Lin Jianping to go to the market to buy some good meat and vegetables. When Tai Yi and the others arrived, Cheng Ai was alone at home.

"I prepared new slippers for the two of you, what do you want to drink? There is oolong tea and Tieguanyin at home."

Tai Yi hurriedly waved his hands: "Plain water is fine."

This house is not big, about [-] square meters, more than enough to accommodate two people, this room is very well lit, the living room has more than half of the sun, the light yellow walls and wooden floor look very warm.Tai Yi looked at the light-colored floral decorations and tablecloths that can be seen everywhere. The decoration of this home has the feeling of Cheng Ai, and he can feel that every bit of it here is the result of the owner's careful decoration.

Cheng Ai came over with two bottles of iced black tea and boiled water, saw Tai Yi standing in front of the cabinet and said with a smile: "Those are souvenirs bought by me and Jianping when we went on a trip, and we can buy one with local characteristics when we go to a place. Saved so much."

"Very good, very meaningful." Tai Yi echoed.

After staying for a while, Lin Jianping came back, seeing these two people, he was taken aback: "Isn't this on the street that day..."

Tai Yi held out his hand politely to him: "Yes, fate, it's all fate."

At noon, Lin Jianping cooked a large table, and took out a small cake from the refrigerator. Only then did Tai Yi realize that today is Lin Jianping's birthday. The meal was not as heavy as he imagined. Unlike Dut, he is a very talkative and humorous person. Lin Jianping was always looking for topics throughout the meal, which made Cheng Ai keep covering his mouth and laughing.

After the meal, Cheng Ai said that she was going to do the dishes, but Lin Jianping stopped her and said, "Xiao Ai, let me do the dishes one last time."

After he finished speaking, he didn't look at the stunned Cheng Ai, who carried the plate into the kitchen by himself, and Tai Yi also helped to pick up the bowl. When Lin Jianping saw him also entered the kitchen, Lin Jianping said to him with apologetic eyes, "I'm bothering you."

Tai Yi asked him back: "You know everything? Do you know what we are here for?"

Lin Jianping nodded: "I guessed it, you don't have to let me do the washing, there's no reason for guests to wash the dishes."

"It's okay, I can't eat for free," Tai Yi stood beside him and helped wash up, "How did you guess that?"

Listening to him asking this question, Lin Jianping sighed and rubbed his stomach with his forearm: "Since I recovered from the illness, Xiao Ai has become very strange, and I can also feel that something is wrong with me, and the symptoms of kidney failure are all there. , but the result of the examination is healthy. People can feel abnormality, right? Three days ago, she went out for a whole night and then came back. She always cried behind my back. I understand."

He didn't know what his wife had done to make him recover from all the pain overnight. Since Cheng Ai didn't want to say it, he regarded himself as a person favored by the Buddha. He kept retching and nauseating, but the test results told him that his condition was improving rapidly, but if he really improved, how could he be like this?But obviously, his wife didn't know these things about him, so he should just treat himself as sick.

"It's just that Xiao Ai's self-care ability is relatively poor. I'm a little worried about what she will do if I'm gone." The man in his 40s raised his head and blinked his eyes to force back the tears. "Maybe I need to trouble you to take care of me."

Tai Yi didn't answer, he thought, if you left, Cheng Ai probably wouldn't live long.

After washing the dishes, Lin Jianping went into the bedroom to change a set of clothes, went to the bathroom to comb his hair, looked at his wife sitting on the sofa and smiled, he and Cheng Ai were childhood sweethearts, the first time he saw her when he was a child, he wanted her Marrying this little girl as a wife, Cheng Ai has been his wife for 30 years, it is worth it.

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He was lying in Cheng Ai's arms, this little girl less than 1.6 meters was always warm, just like her, enthusiastic and cheerful, just like the sun.

Cheng Ai kissed him on the cheek, she always felt that kissing outside was too intimate and too shy, but now she didn't care about the two people beside her, she just wanted to keep hugging and kissing Lin Jianping like this, she even regretted why If I didn't fall in love with him earlier, why couldn't I be born three years earlier.

Cheng Ai asked him with a trembling voice: "I'm sorry, I was too selfish. I lent you my life without telling you, and caused you to suffer so much. Do you feel very painful every day?"

"Don't cry, your face should be crying." The moment before Lin Jianping lost consciousness, he still thought that dying in the arms of his lover would not be a painful thing. He was too despicable to take the first step. Enduring the pain of losing a lover, Cheng Ai suddenly saw Cheng Ai on her wedding day as if she had passed a revolving door. She was as lovely as now, wearing a white wedding dress and a hairpin with a small crown. "You are so... pretty..."

The rosy face turned gray and lost its brilliance, perhaps because the corpse did not rot after drinking the dragon's blood, and even the skin was plump. If the complexion was not too ugly, it would be impossible to tell that this is a dead person.

Cheng Ai traced the outline of her lover over and over again. The midday sun shone on her back, making her hair golden, and the sun reflected a colorful water ripple through the goldfish bowl next to the sofa.

Tai Yi felt that this was like a painting, and couldn't help but think that it would be great if it was really a painting. It would be great if there was no such sad reality, just a painting.

"Jianping and I grew up in the same village. We were both orphaned when we were young, so we helped each other grow up. He was three years older than me and went to the county to work before I finished high school. We came to the city to fight together, and it took us so many years to work hard, from the time I fell in love with him at the age of 14 to the age of 42, these 30 years have passed very quickly." Cheng Ai hugged Lin Jianping and told her story in a calm tone, and she also I don't know what is the use of talking to Tai Yi and the others, but someone listens to their stories, which makes her very happy.

"After we got married, I found that my fallopian tubes were severely blocked. After the operation, it was still difficult to conceive. The doctor said that if I wanted a child, I could do a test tube. He was afraid that I would suffer, so he said he hated children and didn't want children. Who would believe this lie? For many years, before he got sick, I didn’t let me cook once, and I didn’t even go to the garbage a few times. I came to pick me up after work, and he bought what I wanted to eat. I'm coquettish, I lose my temper with him every now and then, he said, that's how he likes me."

Cheng Ai looked down at Lin Jianping's gray face, held him tightly in his arms, and finally cried out: "I haven't had enough with you yet, why did you leave before me, I still want to spend time with you The next 30 years..."

The thin woman hugged her lover and cried loudly, like a three-year-old child who lost a precious toy. Her shoulders shrugged as she cried, and it seemed that this person was about to fall apart. Before Tai Yi saw Cheng Ai just now In the photo, it was a round woman, totally different from the thin woman now.Visible vitality faded from Cheng Ai's body, and his bent body looked like an 80-year-old man. Tai Yi even felt that Cheng Ai would follow Lin Jianping and die like this in the next second.

There was some coldness on his cheeks, Tai Yi touched his face before he realized that he also shed tears, he had never felt such sadness, for a moment he thought he was Cheng Ai, the feeling of being unable to breathe due to colic make him confused.

"Xing Yang, it turns out that there are really people who would do this for their lover."

Xing Yang stretched out his hand to touch Tai Yi's face, and helped him wipe away his tears, with tenderness in his eyes, he said, "Yes."

Tai Yi looked at him motionless with tears streaming down his eyes, without blinking his eyes, he rubbed Xing Yang's hand, yearning for the touch of him touching his face, and asked: "Can you tell me why you approached me?" ?”

It took a long time before he heard Xing Yang's answer.

"it is good."

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The sweet little story is over~