Da Deyun

Yu Mansion found out that five people were infected with the disease, all of them were servants who went to set up a shed to give porridge that day. Among the masters, only Yuxi was infected. The wife of Yu Mansion cried all day long, but the cure for the disease did not make any progress. Now Yuxi He was also locked in the room and no one was allowed to visit him.The people in the capital died one after another, and there were not many refugees left. All the dead were placed outside the city, and even the burial was impossible, so the imperial army had to arrange cremation.

It was full of spring, but it was lifeless.

The imperial court sent people to investigate the source of the disease early in the morning, and how it spread to the capital. Along the way, other prefectures have suffered.The students of Deyun Academy donated medicines one after another, accompanied the doctors to save lives, and were very busy; the young master also walked out of the small courtyard, handling the affairs of the government neatly, and went out with his brothers to give alms in his spare time, looking very good , I just always feel that something is missing.The whole person looks indifferent and alienated without a soul.

Yuxi was locked in the room by herself, and she never saw anyone except the doctors who came and went in a hurry every day to deliver food, soup and medicine.The doctor reassured her not to think too much, she always smiled and didn't care much.

A long illness cannot be a good doctor, knowing one's destiny.

In the past two days, I have been lethargic for longer and longer, my body is weak and weak, and my eyes are blurred. Two days ago, I could see people clearly, but now there are only blurred shadows left; It was hot, sometimes cold and shivering, and sometimes hot and sweaty. After a few days of torture, I became skinny and ugly.

The night is getting darker. .The room was so quiet that only her own breathing was left, sinking and floating slightly.

She couldn't fall asleep, she opened her eyes and looked at the bed curtains, stretched out her hands and looked in front of her eyes, but she couldn't see anything.There was only a ray of light cast on the palm of her hand, and she knew it was the bright moonlight outside the window in front of the bed.

I used to say that I like to place the bed near the cutout window, so that I can see the sun in the morning and enjoy the moon at night.But she never thought that now this beam of light has become the only meaning for her to prove that she is still alive in the night.

The wooden door was pushed open with a squeak, and she should have been able to relax her movements when she heard the sound, but it was very quiet in the night and she had no intention of falling asleep, so she could hear it very clearly.

It's time to take medicine again. .They have to endure a lot of torture, tell them how they feel, and then let them improve the prescription. Sometimes Yuxi really wants to ask himself why he has become a guinea pig.

The footsteps were low, and he walked to the bed.

Yuxi turned her head slightly, and there was a figure beside the bed, covered in hazy moonlight; she stretched out her hand, shook it and tried to get up, but now she couldn't get up without anyone supporting her.

Pale, skinny, with sunken eyes, pale and blue lips, and a strong smell of bitter medicine; this is Yuxi today, with a smoky quilt hanging around her waist that is heavier than she looks.

The light gauze of the bed curtains on both sides is flying, and the waning moonlight on the cut-out windows is cool.

Yuxi coughed and felt that the outstretched hand was being held, and then she was supported by the waist and sat up as soon as she felt the force.

This is not the hand of the healer.

Slender and slender, with distinct joints and calluses on the palm.

Heart sinking, breathing slightly flustered, Yuxi tilted her head, frowned, and lightly sniffed the scent of clothes on her chest behind her.

It is tung flower.

Originally weak and exhausted, and even her breathing was erratic, she didn't know where the energy came from. She shook off the hand and pushed back, her voice hoarse: "Go! Go!"

The man was pushed away violently by her, and the soreness in his eyes became a bit more distressed; even though his heart was pierced by a knife, there was nothing he could do.

She stepped forward and grabbed Yuxi's hand, trying to calm her down; who knew that the moment she touched it, she pushed it away frantically, with a hoarse voice and red eyes, desperately yelling with all her strength: "Get out! Go! "

So the movement of pushing away was too hasty, too violent for a while, Yuxi fell forward weakly, and was about to fall off the bed at that time; it was the moment he landed, the man stepped forward to catch her firmly, and held her in my arms.

The hug was close to her chest, her arms were tightly locked, she couldn't break free, and with a weak breath, she raised her hand and tapped the shoulder of the person in front of her over and over again.With tears streaming down my face, I cried intermittently: "Go...go..."

The man's head, which was attached to her ear, shook vigorously, breathing heavily, as if trying to suppress something.

Yeah, never saw him cry.

He has always been like this, a boy with a smile on his face, and his true heart is to be alone.It is good with everyone, but not good; there are many friends and brothers, but they always seem lonely, and there is never a bosom friend who can soothe their sorrows with wine.Everyone regards him as a straightforward and lovely child, but they don't know that this child suffers no less than others.

Some children cry, but some don't; where it doesn't hurt, it's obviously because no one cares.

The sweet smell of tung flowers floats on the tip of Yuxi's nose. .This is the sweetness that people look forward to the most, but for some reason it smells like spicy peppers, the more clearly it smells, the more sad it is for her.

The thin and warm chest in front of her eyes, the arms tightly wrapped around her waist and back, after a long time she was tired from crying, and she dropped her hands weakly, her eyes filled with tears that seemed to flow like water; Yuxi closed Close your eyes, full of helplessness and sadness, neither pity yourself nor blame the epidemic, just feel that sometimes God's will tricks people, it's really ridiculous.

Her voice is no longer as clear and soft as before, and her eyes can no longer see the sunrise and the bright moon, and she can no longer go to the Qitang courtyard to wait for the tung blossoms.

She drooped her eyes, tears hit the man's shoulders, and said in a low voice, "I shouldn't have come...how could I come..."

Muttering sentence by sentence: "It's not good here... I can't come here."

"Because you are good..." He said: "You are here...so this place is good, all because of you."

The originally calm emotions were messed up by his words, Yuxi closed her eyes and frowned, her shoulders trembled and she couldn't restrain it no matter what.Clutching the corner of his clothes, weeping uncontrollably.

This is the first time that the two of them no longer had the laughter and noise of the past, and there was no one present, so the two of them quietly hugged and wept under the moonlight.

Yuxi took a deep breath, regained her composure when she opened her eyes, raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, and gently pushed away the hug, feeling the warmth pulling away bit by bit.

"I like the hall master, what's the use of you coming here." Yuxi couldn't see the picture in front of her, but said coldly to the figure in front of her, "Go out."

She couldn't see if the body of the person in front of her froze for a moment, she couldn't see if the corners of the eyes of the person in front of her were moist, she couldn't see if the person's chest shrank suddenly, she couldn't see if the corners of the person's mouth were wet. Bitter bloodshot.

I can go against the sky, but I can't hurt you half a point.

I remember that day she still swore to Yang Jiu that everything depends on man's efforts, and man will conquer nature.But the premise of everything is to be alive; when the person is gone, everything is gone, so how can one be dragged behind.

He picked her up horizontally, put her back on the bed and tucked her in the quilt, his movements were ridiculously gentle.

Yuxi is like a puppet, with no emotions, no movements, and no words; she just holds her palms tightly under the quilt.The nails dug deep into the flesh.

He raised his hand and rubbed Yuxi's forehead hair, leaned down, and said softly, "You will be fine." Then he turned around, walked lightly and dressed lightly, and left stepping on the moon.

He was gone, but the room was still filled with the fragrance of tung flowers, beside the bed, on the quilt, and on her shoulders.

Yuxi bit her lip. .Her brows were almost wrinkled, and there were a few tiny streaks of blood on her palms; but she still didn't say a word, and she didn't dare to turn her head to look, just lying alone and coldly under the shadow of the moon.

She moved her ears and felt a silky touch. She moved her eyebrows, raised her hand to explore, and felt an extra silk bag that came out at some point. The knot on the top was light and loose. , I poked my fingertips, and came across a dozen flowers.

The tung flowers of the past few days have all withered. .Get you a new one.

When the sweet smell of tung blossoms lingered on the tip of her nose, Yuxi smiled, a very happy smile, full of water, but the water turned into tears and overflowed from the corners of her eyes, I don't know whether it was tears of joy or sweetness of bitterness.

She smiled, twirled the flowers, and said, "I wish you well."

She smiled, frowned, and said: "Your wife is in your arms, and your children and grandchildren are around your knees."

She smiled, with tears streaming down her face, and said: "I will never be alone again, and the tung flower will accompany me for the rest of my life."

May your life be smooth, safe and joyful, no longer cold as ice, no longer lonely.

Just don't tell me, don't let me know that you have a beautiful day and a beautiful woman.

Because in my heart, I am looking forward to you selfishly, and I am happy with everything. ~.