Chapter 205 The murderous aura emanating from the body
Wang Renqiu nodded and said: "After all, you are the most affectionate and righteous person in this world. Sister, you are happier than me. When you die, there will still be someone who can remember you, work for you, and care about you. Now think about it, because of love
His death was well deserved after all the vigorous things happened... When I was in Huo Zhuo Mountain, I thought every piece of clothing was inferior to me. What kind of favor could a husband and wife spend a night and a hundred days apart? When disaster strikes, we both fly away... I finally understood that I was lucky this time, but soon,
I will also become a living dead. Then no one will miss me and no one will rush for me. I will quietly disappear into this world..."
I have some admiration for Wang Renqiu. I never expected that Wang Renqiu is easy to fool. She seems to be someone who works outside the wall and is materialistic. Compared to Lu Lingqiu, she is less willful.
, it’s a bit more direct, and if it weren’t for you, I would have always looked down on this third grandma.
I thought that like many fireworks women, they relied on men to get to the top. But today I understand: no one succeeds casually, and they must have put in hard work behind them. They and Huo Zhuoshan or higher
What is the difference between temple figures? But the paths to success are different.
Everything we strive for may seem worthless to others; and everything others want may seem more like a joke to us.
But for something that seems very funny to others, sometimes we insist on it in our hearts that it is very valuable. For example, the beliefs pursued by Song Da, Bai Wei and Wang Mingjiu are noble, but in the eyes of others, they are just a piece of cake.
Jing's path of iron and blood, each time they put in more effort and blood than ordinary people, so there will be many ordinary people who think this is a worthless path, and whether it is correct or not lies in their own hearts.
Or Na Jintang, I feel that he is a redeemer in the true sense. He works hard to maintain the new social order with his greatest efforts. He is involved in various fields, but he never organizes drug trafficking or fireworks viewing.
, and he never lets any beggar come home empty-handed. He will even work hard to correct the unfairness of the law, although he wants to use his own prestige to overturn it by force. Although he fails, at least he tries hard. He is stupid
Yes? I don’t know.
Or maybe it's me, my biggest wish is to stop the pony six from starving and having no fixed place. I want to have an industry that truly belongs to me, and my destiny is in my own hands. I don't want to look at anyone else's face, and I don't want to look at anyone else's face.
I don’t want to be dependent on others. I can go when I want, eat when I want, and play when I want. This ideal is also a lack in life in the eyes of others. It is my true inner choice.
Or Brother Gui, I think his greatest wish is to help me and realize his ideals and beliefs. He has sacrificed everything for his beliefs. He even sacrificed his life for me. I don’t know if he is stupid.
stupid?
Or Lu Lingqiu, I'm thinking that his dream for her is to give everything for the serious love he said he loved, and in the end he took his own life. She looks too stupid from the outside. Is she really a fool?
No, I was thinking that at that moment, she must have greeted death with a smile. He was using his own way to ask this man to keep her in his heart forever, in the weakest part of his heart.
Or Wang Renqiu, I'm thinking that his biggest wish is to continue the family lineage of Huozhuo Mountain and live in peace for the rest of his life. She said that she once used blackmail to squeeze out the eldest grandma. Is she very vicious? In the eyes of outsiders, she is indeed
Means. But for herself, this may be her only path to success.
For some reason, I developed a feeling of sympathy for this runaway grandma. She is another mirror for me. Through it, I see myself in the darkness.
I understood what I wanted. My thoughts were clear now. I took a deep breath and bowed deeply to the tombstone: "This time next year, if I am still here, I will definitely visit your grave.
Burn incense. There are two men who are inconvenient to come visit you. Please forgive their last resort. I know you all have such a dream. My ghost brother also has such a dream. Sleep well..."
After Wang Renqiu bowed three times to the tombstone, he wiped away the tears on his face, showed a calm face, and slowly left with heavy steps, gradually getting further away... I turned around and looked at Lu Lingqiu's tombstone.
Then he turned around and looked at Wang Renqiu's back, feeling mixed in his heart.
Suddenly a breeze blew by, bringing with it the fragrance of August osmanthus. I couldn't help but look up at the sky, where a group of wild geese were soaring past, letting the fragrance of flowers and birdsong spread around.
Hazy, I mean, I heard the singing of a woman, distant and empty, empty and vague, sentimental and ambiguous. Maybe it was Lu Lingqiu who was nostalgic for this world, especially telling her love with tears...
I couldn't help but shudder and caught up with Wang Renqiu. She held herself upright and tried her best to control herself to prevent other emotions from being revealed.
The workers started their work after we left. I think the tomb will be completely new in less than a month. The beauty has drifted away in the wind. The living should live stronger. No matter what the purpose is, no matter what means I have, according to them
It's great to live according to your own wishes...
Everyone must learn how to survive in a dangerous world.
When we got down the mountain, there was actually a car still waiting for me quietly. Our original driver sent Wang Renqiu back first.
I smiled because I saw Na Jintang walking out of the car. He was wearing a pair of sunglasses and a long black windbreaker. I don’t know why he found this place. Maybe it was because of my every move.
Let's all be protected.
I looked at him from a distance and walked towards him step by step. His classmates opened their hands to welcome me. At this moment, I really needed a shoulder to cry on. I don’t know why, but I just wanted to cry happily.
I came to his side and looked at him quietly. I knew that I loved him. This love was so profound that every time we looked at each other, I felt like we were in love with each other.
He hugged me tightly: "It's all over, and it will go back to how it was before."
I couldn't help but shed tears. He used a handkerchief to wipe away my tears today, but I was like a kite that had lost its string. I had already lost control. I cried and asked him: "Is this what you call faith?"
Die one by one? Whose turn will it be next? It will be your turn eventually, right?"
The meditator in Jintang was silent for a long time, and said in a low and gentle voice: "For everyone, life and death are just a moment. Some people want to be vigorous, some want to be muddleheaded, and some want to be ordinary, no matter what method
, life is only a hundred years short, no matter which way, the best is to pursue your heart."
"Are Lu Lingqiu and Brother Gui the same? Did they live according to their inner wishes, but they all died! Although life is only a short period of a hundred years, the friends around him are so painful, I
You are not allowed to encounter danger like them. If you encounter danger, what should I do? What should you do, Xiao Ma Liu?" I said a little out of control, I was really afraid of facing separation.
I don't know when my heart became fragile, maybe because I saw Lu Lingqiu's grave.
Na Jintang said affectionately: "In troubled times, we have no choice in some things. Are you willing to follow me? If we survive the disaster, we can live in love and love for the rest of our lives."
There was a long silence. For the first time, I felt the murderous aura emanating from Na Jintang.
Na Jintang said softly: "Say yes quickly. When you were climbing the tower with me when you were 16 years old, your destiny was to be my woman. You traveled thousands of miles from the orphanage to get here, wouldn't you?
Do you want to be my wife? It has been fate for a long time."
Sometimes I deliberately said contemptuously: "But I want to make it clear to you. I really wanted to beat you when we were in the tower. Why did you pull me so hard at that time? Even after you were bitten by a snake, I didn't intend to forgive you at that time."
My biggest wish was to give you a good beating, but I never thought that we didn’t say goodbye.”
Na Jintang laughed loudly, kissed my hair, looked down at me, and said affectionately: "That's a piece of cake. Who made you born to be my nemesis? You are my nemesis. I would rather
Let you suffer for the rest of your life."
I waved my fist at him: "If you make me unhappy one day, I will still hit you every time, and I will still ignore you after the beating."
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When we drove back home, we saw the old man teaching Xiao Ma Liu, Ah Wu Donkey, You Si Ji, Niu Ba and Zhu Tou San to play basketball in the small yard.
The old man hated the irony and cursed: "Are you really pigs? I told you that you can't pass the ball, change positions, and shoot in three steps!"
Na Jintang and I looked at each other and figured it out during the basketball game in the yard. The old man said proudly: "As long as I am the head coach, there will be no problem for them. No matter how stupid you are, you will become a smart monkey with education."
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Na Jintang whistled, and the old man asked Zhu Tousan to throw a ball to Na Jintang. Na Jintang took the basketball gracefully and moved quickly. His appearance revealed confidence and grace, and he was dazzled by doing a standard three-step move.
Cross Blue, Zhu Tou San and Xiao Ma Liu were happy and also learned to whistle, Ah Wu was dumbfounded, and Niu Ba was a fool and shouted: "Little boss, I worship you as my teacher!"
You Siji said innocently and brilliantly: "So handsome!"
Na Jintang grinned: "That's great! I haven't played basketball for many years, and playing ball is just a good way to relax."
The old man said very proudly: "Your little boss was once the main forward of a school when he was studying in the United States. Americans were willing to bow down to him. Learn from him..."
Na Jintang smiled and said, "The old man is really good. Why are you so happy to teach the young horses today? Is there anything good going on..."
The old man pretended to be mysterious and said: "Let's talk about it after the game. The premise is that if we beat us, it will also be beneficial to our team."
The old man waved his hand to the six ponies: "You guys are in a group, and Jintang is in a group." Niubabao believed that there was strength in numbers, so there should still be a chance of winning.
"Be calm and be brave." Mr. Wang was sitting on the stool, strategizing and winning thousands of miles away. He was enriching his tactics every moment. He was also giving instructions to the six ponies in Jiangshan: "Pay attention, Jin'er is all a fool.
He’s an old guy in the football world.”
It's autumn at this time, and the air is starting to get a little cold, which makes the blood flow. The sunshine today is really bleak, and I can't help but tighten my clothes.
Na Jinchang was very experienced in playing. He humbly allowed my friends, Xiao Ma Liu and Zhu Tou San, to try to intercept him. But Na Jintang was quick and broke through them and scored a layup.
I stood there and marveled at his speed. He played fancy basketball and played tricks on monkeys. Na Jintang never made three-pointers and long-range shots. Uncle thought that an easy layup would be considered after getting rid of the opponent's entanglement.
Handsome.
The old man was watching very happily. Seeing Na Jintang laughing naturally and laughing from the heart, I think he has been under too much pressure recently. He has not smiled so happily and naturally for a long time, and his angular face showed signs of suffering.
The worldly one still smiles.
I turned around and looked at the old man, who was also looking at me. There was a railing between us. The silence was louder than the sound at this time. Wasn't he also reducing the pressure on Jintang?