pick up jade

It's only been more than a year since we separated, but it seems like a lifetime has passed, and the world has changed.The joy of reunion has not yet been detailed, but it is endless sadness.

Death is no stranger to Qin Meixiang.He struggled to survive in the wind and rain of the rivers and lakes since he was a child, and he has experienced too many things.But he never thought that Qinghan Yang's day would come so soon.

Lying on the bed, Yang Qinghan yelled at him weakly: "I cry all day, my face is so ugly... Hurry up, don't hang around in front of me, it's so ugly..."

His talking like this made Qin Meixiang feel even more uncomfortable.But in the end he didn't dare to cry anymore, wiped away his tears, and looked at Yang Qinghan without blinking.

Yang Qinghan sighed, and didn't ask him how he came here all the way.Coughed a few times, then suddenly laughed again: "God treats me really kindly. I have suffered all kinds of sins and enjoyed all kinds of blessings in my life. I am worried about you when I am about to die, but who knows that you are here..." He took a few breaths: "The will is in the desk drawer, and everything to be explained is on top." He squeezed Qin Meixiang's hand, and said in a low voice, "If Xiao Yurong is here, it will be consummated... "

Qin Meixiang couldn't help it, tears welled up in big tears, dripping down on the back of Yang Qinghan's skinny hands.Yang Qinghan clicked his tongue: "Don't cry, one or two are like this, which makes me feel very uncomfortable... I'll go to the other end to make a stop first, and everyone will pass by in the future, so I can settle down... No Is it just a matter of decades..." Turning around, he saw Xu Pingshan who was covered in injuries behind Qin Meixiang, and chuckled lightly: "Be nice to us Xiangguan, otherwise I will never let you go..."

Xu Pingshan walked to the bed with his lame leg, and said in a hoarse voice, "In this life, he is my life."

Yang Qinghan was satisfied: "Let's all rest, I'm going to rest too..."

Three days later, Boss Yang passed away in Lao Dong's arms.Qin Meixiang was singing a ditty on his lap at that time.There is a boat in Qingxi, autumn on both sides of Furong.Yang Qinghan's fingers moved slightly, keeping time.When he sang the last line "Dai Heye, go back and rest", the finger stopped moving.

Qin Meixiang stood there for a moment, then touched his hand tremblingly.Yang Qinghan's eyes were closed, with a smile on his face.

His tears welled up uncontrollably.

Master Dong hugged him tightly and wept loudly.

After crying for a while, Qin Meixiang calmed down.He was the only disciple around Yang Qinghan, and the funeral had to be arranged by him.In special seasons, keep everything simple.But on the day of the funeral, there were still many believers who rushed over to see him off, including colleagues from Qinghan Yang's theater troupe, and fans who had heard of his plays before and went to Rongcheng to take refuge together.

Yang Qinghan's will was cremated, and the ceremony was held at Shanjue Temple outside the city.Qin Meixiang has always been quiet, doing everything properly.In the end, the ashes were placed on the altar, held by Mr. Dong, wrapped layer by layer, and placed behind the spirit tablet that had been prepared in the hall.

Qin Meixiang smoked incense silently, looked up at the memorial tablet, and didn't move for a long time.Xu Pingshan and Yu Dongrong sensed something was wrong, walked over to look, but saw that his face was full of tears at some point, and he murmured only one sentence repeatedly: "Master, you don't want me anymore..."

Yu Dongrong felt that he was wrong during the few days of the wake.What kind of temperament Qin Meixiang is, others don't know these years, so he doesn't know.Immediately reached out and gently shook Qin Meixiang's arm: "Xiang Guaner, Xiangguaner..."

Qin Meixiang didn't realize it: "Master doesn't want me anymore..."

Under great joy and great sorrow, there are many things that suddenly lose one's mind.Yu Dongrong immediately panicked: "Xiang Guaner, Xiangguaner, don't be like this, how can you make Boss Yang feel at ease..."

Qin Meixiang turned her head out of focus, and said in a low voice, "Master doesn't want me anymore..."

Xu Pingshan put his hands on his shoulders and shook him vigorously: "Qin Meixiang, wake up..." Before he finished speaking, Qin Meixiang coughed, and the coughing became more and more severe, as if he was about to cough out his lungs.Xu Pingshan stretched out his hand to caress his back, but saw that after he gasped twice, a mouthful of black and red blood sprayed directly onto Xu Pingshan's chest.

Everyone was horrified, seeing him collapse silently.

The illness was turbulent, but it didn't come out of thin air.The seven thousand miles from Yanbei to Rongcheng are full of artillery fire, massacres, scorched earth and mourning.How Qin Meixiang came here, no one knows.He didn't say anything himself.Struggling hard, thinking that I have survived, I don't know that the most painful thing is right in front of my eyes.

Life is very sad, life and death are just farewell.

The tense strings are broken, the breath of lifting is dissipated, and people will naturally weaken.When he opened his eyes again, he could no longer speak, and only knew to cry—it turned out to be a posture of exhaustion.

Everyone is in a hurry.I asked a western doctor to see it, said it was severe malnutrition plus pneumonia, and prescribed some salt water to hang it.Salt water is nothing more than glucose vitamins or something, and there are no serious medicines that work-there are shortages of medicines on the market.

Xu Pingshan has been guarding Qin Meixiang's bedside without sleep for three days.When it was time to turn on the lamps, the room was so dark that I dared not turn on the headlights.There are rumors outside that there will be an air strike.

Qin Meixiang was lying quietly, but suddenly twisted and struggled somehow.It's a nightmare.Many times a day.When the spirit is weak, the trauma and shock of the past will come back all over the head.Those cries were actually his past pain.

Xu Pingshan held him down and comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay..."

The person on the bed wailed, gasped for breath, coughed a few times with thick phlegm, but suddenly lost his breath.It was suffocated by phlegm.Xu Pingshan's eyes were fixed, he opened his chin and stretched out his hand to pick it.The mouth is soft and hot, and there is nothing.It's too deep.So without hesitation, she bent down, lifted Qin Meixiang's chin, and sucked out mouth to mouth.

It was salty, fishy and sticky, and half of the mouthful of phlegm was blood.

After doing this several times, I finally heard the sound of breathing again.Xu Pingshan wiped his mouth and smiled wryly: "I just told your master that you are my life, and you are here to kill me..." He held Qin Meixiang's hand, which was swollen and blue from excessive infusion, He whispered: "I used to think that you were hard-hearted, but looking at it now, it's not hard-hearted, but cruel-hearted. You have deceived me so hard that I am determined to give up, but in the end you have to leave me for the sake of others... You are really willing to let me go." ..."

Before the words fell, I heard something wrong from outside.Miao pushed the door open and said anxiously, "Run quickly, there is an air raid siren..."

Xu Pingshan picked Qin Meixiang up, dragged his legs and walked out, asking as he walked, "Where is Young Master Yu?"

Mrs. Miao hugged the child: "I went to the theater to find Boss Zhou..."

When I opened the door, the street was full of people running past in a hurry.Xu Pingshan had a leg injury, let alone running, he couldn't even walk fast.Seeing Miao's hesitation, she made a decisive decision: "Leave us alone, you can take the child away first."

Miao looked at Qin Meixiang who was dying, hesitated for a moment, then pursed her lips, and ran away with the child in tears.

Xu Pingshan looked down at the person in his arms, thought for a while, then turned his head and returned to the house.There is a basement in the Yu residence, the depth of which cannot be compared with that of an air-raid shelter, but it is better than nothing.He wrapped Qin Meixiang in a quilt, hugged him and hid inside.

When things come to this, they can only resign themselves to fate.

Xu Pingshan kissed Qin Meixiang's scalding forehead in the dark, and said in a low voice, "It's really bad luck, it's a dead end."

It was quiet at first.I don't know how long it took, but I felt that the space was shaking slightly.Like water, wave after wave.Xu Pingshan held Qin Meixiang's head firmly on his chest and arched his back.

Fine dust fell from the top of his head.Then there was the crackling sound.Xu Pingshan subconsciously hugged Qin Meixiang tightly, but felt that his shoulder was hit hard.Even in the dark, this smash still made his eyes stare.He let out a muffled grunt, and waited intently for the wave to pass before he let out a long breath. The side of his face was wet, and hot liquid dripped down.It was bleeding.

"Fuck, son of a bitch..." He cursed a few words, then suddenly fell silent.

A boneless hand touched his chin.Touched his thick lips, then touched his straight bridge of nose, deep eye sockets, and finally landed on the bleeding scratch on the side of his face.Qin Meixiang's faint voice came from the darkness: "General?"

With this call, it's worth another ten blows.Xu Pingshan's voice became hoarse in an instant: "What kind of bullshit general, he's a cripple now."

Qin Meixiang stopped talking, pressed her palm on Xu Pingshan's chest, and put her face on it too.It gets wet in no time.Xu Pingshan hugged him, sourly: "Who are you crying for this time?" Seeing that Qin Meixiang didn't speak, he continued to complain: "I'll ask you, is it more important to be dead or alive?"

It took a long time before I heard a choked sob in my chest: "You bastard."

"The living have to live well, right? Didn't your master tell you the same thing before he died: from now on, you don't have to worry about other things, just live happily."

Qin Meixiang stretched out her skinny arms and slowly wrapped them around his neck.

Xu Pingshan caressed his protruding spine like coaxing a child.

I don't know how long it took before the basement door opened, and Yu Dongrong and Xiao Yulin came in with lights. When they saw them, they breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, come out."

Xu Pingshan stood up holding Qin Meixiang, and Yu Dongrong said pleasantly, "Ah, I'm awake!"

Although he is still weak, he still wakes up from nightmares at every turn, and weeps when he falls asleep, but his spirit is different.After eating the food brought over, I would throw up, but after I threw up, I gritted my teeth and continued to eat.Anyone with eyes could tell that he was working hard.

Being able to eat it seems to have the strength to resist the disease.Although he still couldn't leave the bed for a while, he was no longer in the dying state before.

After Rongcheng experienced an air raid, the alarm would be raised every now and then.Although there was no plane coming over, it was not good for the recovery to keep running the alarm all the time.After much deliberation, Yu Dongrong decided to let Qin Meixiang move to the mountains.

It's a risky proposition.After all, the patient's health has just improved a bit, and Xiaozhushan is not close to Rongcheng in winter.

But Xu Pingshan adopted this suggestion.