When the weather cleared in Haicheng, I followed Li Songxin and attended my funeral.At this time, the Gu family had been down for a long time, and few people who came to participate were sincere.

My mourning hall is empty, and there are not many friends in my life. It is so shabby that the master of the mourning hall can't bear to look directly at the dead body.

Only the mother was numbly looking at the crystal coffin.There are also a few women who are good at chewing ears, and they muttered not far behind her, "Mrs. Yi Jiashao has a nice name, but she is still a butt seller after all."

"I heard that he got married and got entangled with wild men outside."

"It was said that she was murdered, but who knows if she was infected with the willow disease."

They spoke louder and louder, for fear that my mother would not hear them, saying that I am a good man, that I am vain and greedy, and that I am indifferent to the world.

It deserves to be the fate of people taking tea cold.

"enough."

The one who yelled angrily was Li Songxin.His stern face can actually scare people. Those harsh women are also bullying and fearful. Seeing his fierce appearance, they left in a hurry. At the end of the day, they left a vicious sentence. It was Gu Lin's first concubine, so she stood up for him.

Conscience, God can prove for me that none of my real concubines are here.

Li Songxin took his wife to comfort my mother again, said a few words, and presented a bouquet of flowers.I thought this was the end of the rare kindness, but they were still there until my body was cremated and the ashes were buried. They have been waiting for my parents and never left.

There are still people in this world who treat me sincerely, regardless of love.

When Li Songxin's wife was about to give birth, he sent her to the hospital and drove to a temple hundreds of kilometers away to pray for blessings.The temple is on the top of the hill, partial and hidden, and there are not many pilgrims.Li Songxin burned incense, lit lamps, and prayed all over. I was a little worried about how happy he would be after his child was born, as long as he wasn't too stupid.

Li Songxin worshiped all the Buddha statues in the temple, and finally went around to the back mountain.Pedestrians there were even rarer, and the people walking towards me were even more conspicuous. I took a closer look and found that it was Lin Shuyan. He seemed to have aged a lot overnight, and even his temples had turned white.

His hands were hanging limply by his side, but his legs looked sharp.I watched him respectfully ask something in a low voice to the master who hung the Buddhist beads. The master pointed to a sky-reaching staircase, which was high and steep.

But Lin Shuyan looked lonely and courageous compared to a weak and sick body. Even if it was to pray for his wife and children, Li Songxin did not dare to risk his life; Lin Shuyan did not take his own life seriously. Knocked up.As the name suggests, he knelt down and kowtowed every step he took, loudly and heavily, as if he was really a god when he raised his head three feet.

It is not known who will be blessed with his whispered prayers.

I couldn't stay too far away from Li Songxin, so I could only try to follow Lin Shuyan.But the usual resistance that held me back was nowhere to be seen. I approached Lin Shuyan without hindrance, and heard a name from his muttering.

Lin Shuyan was almost unable to stand halfway.I subconsciously went to help him, but the transparent arm could only pass through his body.I couldn't help but feel a little worried, what should I do if he accidentally rolls down the steps after a while.If his soul immediately escaped from his bloody body, wouldn't it be a good time to meet me face to face, and I don't know if it will turn disaster into blessing and scare him back to life again.

Fortunately, Li Songxin caught up.He must know Lin Shuyan, but now this famous and talented painter is yellow and thin, and he must not dare to recognize each other easily, let alone Li Songxin, who probably only regards Lin Shuyan as someone Pilgrims with eccentricities.

Li Songxin followed Lin Shuyan silently, holding the handrail.He also walks extremely slowly, but there are only so many steps in total. From dawn to sunset, he will always climb to the top.

It's not easy.

But I think Lin Shuyan knocked down the thousand steps in vain, because the person he protected has never escaped into Buddhism, and he has never been sincere enough to my Buddha.Otherwise, why didn't the Buddha save anyone, but when Lin Shuyan knelt down for the last time, he let me go back to the previous life in the blink of an eye. It was the moment when my mother cried and told me that the Yi family was going to divorce.

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