On the early morning of New Year's Eve, Xiang Que was woken up from bed by his biological clock as usual.
January 20th is not only the 29th day of the New Year, but also Xiang Que’s birthday.
"It's Chinese New Year..." Xiang Dian took out a cigarette and sat cross-legged on the bed, smoking silently and looking around blankly.
Chinese people have a special feeling for the New Year. Whether at home or abroad, whether in the city or in the countryside, whether young or old, male or female, the definition of the New Year is first of all reunion, and then joy. This is a day that everyone in the country feels is special.
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However, this is also the first time that Xiang Que has celebrated the New Year alone. In the past twenty-three years, he spent the first ten years with his family in Xiangjiazhuang in the northeast, the next thirteen years at Gujingguan, and last year he went to the Chen family mansion.
, only this year Xiang Que is alone in the empty Taoist temple smelling the joy of the New Year. The old Taoist uncle is not here and his uncle has traveled to Qi Changqing and has not come back. The already desolate Gujing Temple has a sense of loneliness.
Last night, there was a heavy snowfall in the Zhongnan Mountains. The entire Qinling Mountains were covered with snow. The white snow was dazzling in the sunlight. Xiang Que started from the front hall with a broom and covered all the snow in one place.
Clean it up and then do it yourself
I carried a bucket of water and started from the front hall again, wiping the inside and outside of the temple. For the whole morning, Xiang Que kept his feet from touching the ground, giving the originally dilapidated ancient well temple a new look.
It seems like this place is still so dilapidated.
If no one is visiting Gujing Temple, it must at least look decent.
Today, Xiang Que is slacking off. He has no retreat and has no intention of retreat. A person's state of mind can affect many situations. At this moment, Xiang Que just wants to stay quietly today.
After cleaning up the Gujing Temple, he moved a chair and sat in front of the main hall. He half-closed his eyes and crossed his legs, not knowing what to think about. At this time, his thoughts were very confused. He drifted to Zhongjing's mansion and didn't know where Xiang's family was at this moment.
He was doing something, and then drifted to the Chen family compound. I wonder if Chen Xia was missing him, and finally landed in the Kong Mansion in Qufu. With Kong Dejing taking care of him, the child should be better, right?
"After this year, I will be twenty-four." Xiang Que smacked his lips, shook his head and said with a smile, "It's so fast. The years go by so fast. I don't know what I will be like in the next year."
Twenty-four years ago, in the year of Chou, it was January 20th, a lunar month in a yin year, and it was Xiangque’s birthday. After this year, it was January, January 20th, when Xiangque was full.
Twenty-five years old.
After this year, he doesn't know if he can live another year.
After noon, at around two o'clock, firecrackers began to sound sporadically in Gujing Village at the foot of the mountain. This means that from this world onwards, the rhythm of the New Year has officially entered. Every household prepares wine and food for the first meal. After eating, the village begins to get organized.
After playing card games until around eight o'clock in the evening, I would sit in front of the TV, making dumplings and watching TV.
"Crunch, crunch", outside the gate of Gujingguan, there was the sound of snow being stepped on, and Xiang Quepu Leng suddenly jumped up from his chair.
When he saw that it was the old village chief and his wife carrying wooden barrels, the disappointed look on Xiang Que's face swept away. He thought it would be an old Taoist or his uncle, or maybe Qi Changqing.
"Well, you know, I have to be alone in a daze..." The old village chief and his wife brought Xiang Que the meals they had prepared, placed them in front of and behind the door and said, "Would you like to go down this year?
Celebrating the New Year at home?”
Xiang Que shook his head and said, "I'll go to bed after eating and won't go any more."
"Stubborn!" The old village chief glared at him, and then went back with his wife, without trying to persuade him again. People who went to Nian Gujing Temple in the past had never had the habit of going to the village to celebrate the New Year.
Looking at the food on the floor, Xiang Que didn't move. It's really not easy to live alone.
Xiang Que's New Year is not having a good time, and there are many people who are not having a good time either. Not to mention the parents who are in Zhongjing's mansion. It is rare that a smile has never appeared on his face since the New Year's Eve. The mistress is so annoying.
Worried.
Chen Xia also rushed back to the Chen family mansion on the 29th. After returning, she behaved quite normally. She sat at the dining table with Chen Sanjin, Chen Dong and Wang Linzhu and ate, with a calm expression on her face, as if
There is no way that Xiang Que's absence would have any impact on her.
There was a glass of red wine in front of Chen Xia, which she had already taken two sips of. She never drank alcohol.
After she drank the last sip of red wine in the glass, Chen Sanjin put down the bowl and chopsticks, lit a cigar and said slowly: "Follow Xiang Que, you have to get used to this situation. He seems to be too ordinary to be in an ordinary place."
Man, but first of all, what we like is his extraordinary. His extraordinary life is destined to be very different from ordinary people, so you have to learn to get used to it. Since you have chosen Xiangque, you have to get used to it.
To accept his differences."
Wang Linzhu rolled her eyes at him and said: "It's easy to say, it took me at least fifteen years to get used to you."
Chen Xia poured herself another glass of wine silently, without discussing this issue with her family. She was not thinking about why Xiang Que was not with her during the Chinese New Year, but she was thinking that Xiang Que seemed to be hiding something important.
I, this is purely a woman's intuition, there is no reason or reason, just simple suspicion.
When two people are close to each other, the feeling of telepathy is indeed very wonderful. Xiang Que has always avoided letting Chen Xia know that he was about to encounter a catastrophe when he was twenty-five years old. He even avoided leaking it in front of Chen Xia.
There were some clues, but even though he had never mentioned it to Chen Xia, the other party somehow sensed that Xiang Que had something on his mind.
The food placed at the entrance of Gujing Temple has gone cold. From about three o'clock in the afternoon to dark, a few hours later, Xiang Que sat on the chair and stared blankly ahead. His eyes were a little straight, and he had no appetite, even if he ate.
It's also tasteless.
"Crunch, crunch"
When night fell, outside the ancient well, there was the sound of snow being trampled. Xiang Que moved his somewhat stiff body and said, "Uncle, I'm not hungry, you can take it back."
The people who came to Gujing looked down at the food that was almost frozen to death on the ground, then raised their heads and said: "If you don't eat for a day, you won't be hungry? Also, this is all you care about? What's wrong with a person who can't survive a year?"
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"Whoa" Xiang Que looked up and saw a relatively round figure standing in front of the door. Under the moonlight, his arrival at this moment made Xiang Que feel that fat people could not be stalwart.
"Why are you here at this time?"
Panting, Wang Xuanzhen moved his round figure, walked to the main hall, sat down on the futon, and said: "I haven't contacted you for a few months. You disappeared as if you were dead. I just
I knew that you must be hiding in seclusion to practice. As expected, I guessed correctly that you were at Gujing Temple, so I thought about it. I haven’t seen you affirming me in a long time.
I miss you so much, and then I traveled all the way from Lingnan. You sent my father to undercover, and my grandfather went to travel around the world again. After my uncle gave me the position of head, he simply ignored everything except
I don’t like the three of them in the Wang family, so I’ll just come and make it up to you. Are you surprised or not? Are you touched or not?”
Xiang Que rubbed his head and said with a smile: "You came here by yourself, sister Fei'er won't beat you?"
"She went back to Shenyang for the New Year. Even if she doesn't come back, she still has to know what I always value between brothers and women, so she has to squint for me honestly and not dare to bar her teeth."
Xiang Que said: "Although your words are quite bragging, I still feel very warm when I hear them...Thank you."
What does it mean to provide help in times of need? Xiang Que knew that what Fatty Wang said before was actually foreshadowing. In the final analysis, he knew that he might be a little lonely in Gujingguan alone, so he gave up on celebrating the New Year at Wang's house and ran to the end of the remote countryside.
Nanshan Ancient Well View.
Wang Xuanzhen pointed to the hard food at the door and said, "Can't we just treat guests like this?"
Xiang Que spread his hands and said helplessly: "There is no way, who knew you would appear out of nowhere?"
"Crunch, crunch" footsteps sounded again outside Gujingguan's door. The two of them looked at the same time and saw a figure appearing in front of the door with something in his hand. They both stood up at the same time.
Xiang Que said in surprise: "Why are you back?"
"Your sister Yan went back to spend the New Year with the old man, and left me alone in the third phase of the China World Trade Center. In order not to make myself too lonely, I rushed back to Gujingguan overnight, thinking about being a companion with you, but I didn't expect your boy's
I'm quite popular, and there's actually someone who's one step ahead of me." Qi Changqing also came back, carrying two bags of food purchased from the mountains and placing them in the main hall.
Xiang Que's lips trembled slightly, but he was not ready to say any pretentious words of thanks to Qi Changqing.
Although Qi Changqing and he are junior brothers, in Xiang Que's life, he has always played the role of both brother and father. The eldest brother is the father. Qi Changqing has done nothing wrong with this at all.
"Master Qiao left a lot of wine here when he left. I'll get it."
Originally, a person was living alone for a year, but the appearance of Wang Xuanzhen and Qi Changqing at the same time became a ray of warm sunshine on the New Year's Eve in the dark night of winter.
The dozen jars of wine that were thrown to Xiang Que when Wu Qiao left were all moved to the main hall by Xiang Que. The three of them spent a long night, and this was the only way to get rid of this person who seemed to be Xiang Que, who might be the last one in his life.
years.
Although they were full of worries, they drank the wine with great pleasure. The three of them exchanged glasses as if they were not drunk after a thousand cups. They talked passionately about the unrestrained life, but no one mentioned that Xiang Que's end was coming soon.
The year of Gujingguan has passed like this.
Midnight, thirty.
Xiang Que let out a long sigh and muttered silently in his heart: "I hope this is not the last year. I hope this life lasts forever."
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