Mr. Chen urged me to rush home quickly, and then asked Wu Shengli to talk to him. In fact, although Mr. Chen's mental state was very bad at this time, he didn't look like someone who would die soon. But his face made me feel extremely
The familiar face looked haggard. The moment I turned around to go out, I stopped and turned around and asked: "Teacher, you...you..."
I wanted to ask him how long he could hold on, three days and five days? Or ten days and a half month? But when the words came to my lips, I couldn't ask.
"In the north, everyone will die after all. This is a rule. There is no need to be sad." After all, Mr. Chen knew my character too well and understood what I wanted to ask. He forced a gentle smile and comforted me: "Go quickly.
.”
I left here as quickly as possible, still being very careful along the way. In fact, I was not sure whether Hou Jinheng and his gang would follow me. Just like before, I went around in circles a few times, and at Telecom
I bought a bearer phone card from a nearby stall and returned home.
It took about four or five hours from the time I went out to the time I came back. However, during these four or five hours, Wu Shengli's condition had become extremely bad. He was lying crookedly on the bed, motionless. If you didn't observe carefully, you would think that he
He was sleeping or already dead. When I opened the bedroom door, I was startled, but when I turned on the light, I saw Wu Shengli opening his eyes with difficulty. He seemed to have no strength to even open his eyes.
, only a slit was exposed on the eyelids.
"How are you? Are you okay?" I was very worried, not only that Wu Shengli would die, but even more worried that if he really died in my house, I would be blamed.
Wu Shengli moved his eyelids to indicate that he was still alive. It made me a little worried to see him like this, but I kept Mr. Chen's words in mind. I put on the mobile phone card I just bought and said to him: "Mr. Chen wants to talk to him."
You call."
"He?" Wu Shengli's eyes, which had been narrowed to a slit, suddenly widened, as if he had received an electric shock. I could see a look of surprise on his face: "Where is he?"
"In a very safe place." I didn't want to reveal so much to him, so I just waved my phone in front of him.
"Tsk tsk." Wu Shengli smacked his lips and suddenly began to sneer: "Sure enough..."
"Let's talk." I thought his smile was abnormal, so I interrupted him and said, "Mr. Chen is waiting."
"Okay." Wu Shengli still sneered: "What else do you think you will say to me?"
I dialed the number without saying a word, then turned on the speakerphone and placed the phone next to Wu Shengli's pillow. The call was quickly connected, and I said to the phone: "Teacher, Wu Shengli is here.
"
After saying this, I quietly took a step back, I wanted to listen to the conversation between them.
"Is it Xiao Wu?" Mr. Chen asked softly on the phone: "Xiao Wu, you must know something. I don't want to ask you what you know. I just want to ask who told you about Dayanpo.
?”
"Hey hey hey..." Wu Shengli didn't reply, he just kept laughing, as if he had encountered something particularly funny and couldn't control his emotions. But that kind of laughter made me feel creepy.
"You know what happened in Dayanpo, which proves that it must have something to do with it. Who told you this?" Mr. Chen didn't care about Wu Shengli's attitude and continued to ask patiently.
"Hey hey hey..." Wu Shengli turned over slightly on the bed, laughing even harder, and I don't know if it was because he was out of breath from laughing or something else. After laughing for a while, he started
Coughing, which caused a change in his laughter. The job I am engaged in requires a high degree of concentration and strong observation, so I quickly noticed the change in Wu Shengli's laughter.
There was a very strange change, it seemed that the laughter was not coming from the same person, the sound was very unfamiliar.
On the other end of the phone, Mr. Chen's voice suddenly paused. After about a minute or two, he spoke again, but his tone had become urgent.
"Are you? Yes?" Mr. Chen may have been severely shocked, which caused his tone of voice to fluctuate.
"Chen, Ke, Gui, hehehe..." Wu Shengli said Mr. Chen's name word by word while laughing. Similarly, his tone was also changing, and there was something in it that made people unable to distinguish.
Very complex emotions.
"This... this is impossible..." Mr. Chen suddenly shouted over there, and then I vaguely heard the phone falling to the side, mixed with the old magic stick.
of shouts.
Something must have happened to Mr. Chen! My heart tightened, and I didn’t care what to say to Wu Shengli. I grabbed the phone and turned around to leave. When I was about to walk out of the bedroom, I couldn’t help but look back. The smile on Wu Shengli’s face
It seemed to be frozen, looking at me motionless.
"He is a very selfish person and will hurt you." He suppressed the smile on his face. Maybe the fierce sneer before made him almost collapse. His words were weak, but every word was like a shock.
The bells in my ears kept echoing in my ears.
It seems that what Wu Shengli knows is not just part of the Dayanpo incident. He may know more than I imagined. I really want to ask clearly, but Mr. Chen's safety affects me, so I endure it.
He closed the bedroom door with his backhand and rushed out of the house like flying.
I have walked the road from here to Mr. Chen's place once, and I am relatively familiar with it. I took a few detours in order to make myself go faster. Because Mr. Chen yelled on the phone before,
It made me feel ominous, very ominous. I quickly arrived at Chen Lao'an's place.
When I approached the small door, I saw the old magic stick sitting beside Mr. Chen's bed. The dim lamp was not enough to illuminate every corner of the room, but I could clearly see
When I arrived, I saw Mr. Chen’s tightly closed eyes.
His body began to stiffen, completely stiff. It was the kind of stiffness that was completely divorced from the characteristics of life, which meant that he was dead.
"Old man." The old magic stick stood up slowly and sighed softly to Mr. Chen on the bed: "You are tired, go in peace."
With that said, the old magic stick walked out of the small door beside me. The moment we passed each other, he said to me: "Young man, please forgive me."
"Wait!" My emotions may really be a little out of control, because I haven't reached the state where nothing can disturb me. Most of the time, I know what I should do, but now, I'm out of control.
He looked at the old magic stick and said eagerly: "I have medicine. The medicine left by the teacher can save him..."
"It's useless." The old magic stick shook his head. He was very serious and serious, but the wretchedness on his face may be innate. He just looked at me and said: "Anyone can only use it once. Only
once."
After saying that, the old magic stick turned around and left. I stayed there in silence for a moment, then dragged my heavy footsteps towards Mr. Chen. The distance between us was only a few steps, but just a few steps, but it felt like the most beautiful place in the world.
The distance was so long that it was extremely difficult for me to walk.
Mr. Chen is dead. This time, maybe as the old magician said, he is really dead, and no miracles can happen again. I can't see his kindness in the past. What I can see now is just coldness and the fact that he has turned gray.
And messy hair.
I have always felt that a man's tears are the most valuable thing, more precious than gold. But looking at Mr. Chen who is slowly getting colder, I think of the past few years and the days when I studied and lived with Mr. Chen. He never
He lost his temper with me, and he was very gentle and kind. I am alone in this world and have nothing to worry about. This is my destiny since I was born. I will not offend anyone for this, but I don’t want to face it in person.
to these.
During the Spring Festival in previous years, the institute would arrange for people to be on duty on New Year's Eve, and I would always rush to put my name on the duty list. Because I was afraid of the New Year. In this Chinese traditional day when the whole family reunites, what I have
Yes, it’s just myself and my own shadow. I don’t want to stay at home, that will make me feel lonely. When everyone was having New Year’s Eve dinner with smiles on their faces, I sat at the desk and looked at the table.
calendar.
But every time when the New Year's bell rings, Mr. Chen will brave the heavy snow, step on the bell, and bring me a lunch box with warm dumplings.
I am not used to crying to express my feelings, but at this moment, my tears fell like broken beads. No one can understand my grief. From a certain perspective, this
This kind of care without blood relationship is more precious than father's love.
I stood in front of Mr. Chen's body for a long time. I don't know when it got dark. It wasn't until the old magic stick appeared again that I sat down on the stool slumped.
"As for the funeral, he told me that you don't have to worry about it." The old magic stick squatted at the door, smoking and said to me: "You take care of your own affairs."
"Then what?" For the first time in my life, I felt confused. I couldn't imagine that if it was like what Mr. Chen said, I would have to live a life of hiding and being killed by an invisible murderer at any time.
In terms of life, it is definitely a very painful thing.
"Find a place to settle down first, and we will talk about the rest later." The old magic stick held a cigarette in his mouth and squinted his eyes and said: "Young man, it's the same as the old man said, everyone will die, it's just that
Sooner or later, don’t be downcast, cheer up.”
I still feel uncomfortable, but my thinking is gradually getting back on track. Since Mr. Chen is really dead, that is the ending and cannot be changed. I will not completely blame Wu Shengli for Mr. Chen’s death, but even a fool will
It can be seen that Wu Shengli has more mysteries surrounding him.
I need to ask him clearly. I believe that Wu Shengli will not tell me the matter easily, but I am determined that no matter what method I use this time, I must ask him clearly. At least, I want to know, Chen
Why was I so shocked when I heard his laughter?
Mr. Chen’s body will be cremated this time. In this case, without a death certificate from the hospital or a certificate from the relevant agency, cremation cannot be carried out. However, the old man promised that he would take care of it, so I helped him do some messy things.
I was busy all night. After dawn, I ran home immediately.
I made up my mind. Wu Shengli wanted the inscription on the bird's beak tripod. I would give it to him as long as he explained the matter clearly.