[Black Flower] Jiangshan Yichang

The two rested in the mausoleum for a while. The blind man was exhausted and fell asleep. During this period, he faintly felt that Xie Yuhua put his hand on his forehead to test the temperature, but he was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyes.

He felt like a person who had been locked up in prison for decades and was suddenly thrown into the boundless world. A voice told him, let's go, but he didn't know where to go.

He knew that regardless of whether Commander Feng and the Wang family believed that their lineage was still useful, those supporters of the Manchu imperial power would not allow their lineage to survive, whether it was in the history books or in this new era.He couldn't even think about who was responsible for the fire that burned down the palace. Perhaps, as Feng Yuxiang said, it was God's will that burned down there.

Fortunately, before he was old enough to understand parting, he had already passively learned to get used to parting and let go of parting.

Thanks to Zhang's miraculous blood, he recovered fairly quickly, but after he woke up, leaning against the wall, he had no desire to act, Xie Yuhua came to pull him, saying that he was hungry, and went out to eat something.

He looked at Xie Yuhua, smiled and said thank you, but Xie Yuhua ignored him.

The autumn sun was not too dazzling, and the black blind man squinted his eyes. The imperial tomb with a special magnetic field was the beginning of his misfortune in life, and it would aggravate his eye disease. Every time he approached, he could feel the deterioration of his eyes.

As soon as he stepped into the city, he was stopped by a man, the missionary.The blind man smiled, and he knew that, as the only surviving member of the family, he didn't have any time to breathe.

Xie Yuhua sat on the last seat of the church, staring at the colorful light spots cut out of the stained glass in a daze.

The black blind man and the missionary stood at the forefront.

"Maybe this era is over, but this story about longevity is not over yet." The missionary said, "With the decline of the Zhang family, you can see that the Wang family is gradually surfacing, and they are happy to see turmoil and rupture. "

"Speak directly if you have something to say." The blind man narrowed his eyes.

"Your identity is too sensitive, you can't stay here for long, we are willing to help you, you can go to Europe to escape, and come back here when the time is right." The missionary lowered his voice, as if reading Prayer, "I heard that the new dragon vein originated in Hunan."

"You all just want to use me to come back to serve as a bridge for you when the time is right." The black blind man stretched out two fingers, "Well, if you give me a cigar, I'll think about it." After saying that, he laughed .

The missionary gestured to him in a low voice: "Be respectful before God."

"Come on." The blind man raised his eyebrows contemptuously, "Since God has given me endless pain, I might as well smile myself. Anyway, he never helped me when I was crying."

The missionary handed a folder to the black blind man: "In it is the boat ticket, money and the identity certificate you need, all of which have been prepared for you. When you go there, you will enjoy the top education and see the most cutting-edge technology. If you think it through, leave in a week."

The blind man took it, turned it over, and asked, "Can I bring another person?"

The missionary smiled: "This plan does not allow you to bargain. It is strange that you would ask such a question, because you have come here alone since a long time ago."

The blind man waved his hand: "Just ask."

After finishing speaking, the missionary crossed himself on his chest: "Good luck, child."

The blind man walked up to Xie Yuhua, who was tracing the outline of the light spots cast by the roses on the glass with his fingers, when he saw him approaching, he raised his head and smiled at him: "What's the situation?"

The blind man grabbed his hand and pulled him up: "You have money to eat, let's go."

The two finally chose the teahouse they frequented, the same location, and the surrounding people were still chattering about the new affairs of the capital, talking about Prince Zhuang running like crazy to the emperor who was about to get in a car to leave the Forbidden City yesterday. In front of him, he stuffed the seal of Prince Heshuo into the emperor's hand, and said while weeping, I will give you back my surname, and I will be free from now on.Having said that, he squinted at Heixiazi and Xie Yuhua again, and deliberately lowered his voice.

They each had a bowl of noodles and ate in silence.

The blind man stirred the noodle soup with his chopsticks, suddenly smiled, and said, "It's not bad for you and me to be a poor and lowly couple for a few years."

Xie Yuhua curled her lips: "Who wants to be a poor couple with you? You are idle all day long, but I am very good at earning money, so I can support you for a few years without difficulty."

After all, they both laughed.

"I have something to discuss with you." The blind man said again.

"What a coincidence, why don't we talk about it together?" Xie Yuhua blinked, and the blind man nodded in agreement.

"I'm leaving."

"I'm leaving."

The blind man bowed his head and did not speak, but Xie Yuhua continued to smile with crooked eyebrows: "Look, I'll just say it's a coincidence." After finishing speaking, he sincerely took the blind man's hand, "Don't be mentally ill. Burden, in the new type of love relationship, we are breaking up, everyone is willing, and politely wish each other a better life."

The blind man smiled wryly at him: "Although my words are no longer convincing to you, I really think that I can—"

Xie Yuhua made a silent gesture to him: "Break up and leave a line, so we can meet again in the future."

"Then can I know who you are at the end?" Heixiazi sighed and shrugged towards Xie Yuhua.

"Don't worry about me. In the next 80 years, I will live a better life than you. As for who I am, you will know when we meet next time." Xie Yuhua smiled mysteriously.

"Will we meet again?"

He doesn't know anything about his future fate, maybe he will die on the boat, sink to the bottom of the sea, or maybe he will die on the street in a foreign country with a strange accent.He experienced freedom for the first time in his life, looked up at Xie Yuhua again, and thought, it was also the first time he experienced loneliness.

"I can't promise you, but I will have hope." Xie Yuhua said, "I hope you can do the same."

The two chose a direction at the entrance of the teahouse. Xie Yuhua faced north, and Hei Xiazi faced south. They hugged gently, and Xie Yuhua said in Hei Xia's ear: "You must remember, your mother loves you very much. You, I am a little worse, but I still love you."

The black blind man looked into his eyes and smiled: "Your love is really fussy—then, goodbye... May I know your real name?"

Xie Yuhua nodded generously: "My name is Xie Yuchen, remember it well, you will recognize me next time. Then what do you want me to call you? Little prince? Erbi? Zalafeng?"

"My name has always been the projection of other people's wishes. Shoubeile called me Erbi, but he only saw his own hope in me. The Empress Dowager named me Zarafenga, thinking that I could bring her To live longer, so, the name, you can do whatever you like." The blind man said.

"Okay, then—bye, blind man. Eat well, sleep well, grow up well, try not to be really blind, or you won't be able to recognize me." Xie Yuchen waved his hand at him.

The black blind man nodded and smiled, turned around and left, and turned back after walking for a while, but Xie Yuchen was no longer in sight.