Chapter seven hundred and sixty nowhere to say desolate
In the hut, Mu Tong's frozen body was lying on the ground. Dan Qiulin's place was very simple, and there was really no place to put Bai Yang.
Mu Tong's life was fixed at the moment when she defended Jiang Shan from the knife, and even now she still maintains a faint smile on her face.
That smile is so happy, that smile is so free and easy, that smile is so peaceful.
She was very young, not even an adult yet based on the age of China on Earth, but she had completed her life. Her life was short, yet so splendid.
After Bai Yang left, Shan Qiulin did not move. He was facing upward and drank the wine one sip after another. He kept drinking.
When the wine jar was empty again, he sighed deeply, then stood up, groped his way to Mu Tong's body, gently picked him up, and placed him where he lay before him.
place.
Sitting on the ground next to Mu Tong's body, Shan Qiulin was silent for a long time again.
Love to the extreme is dull, but letting go of things that cannot be let go is persistence. Whether it is sadness, bitterness, or helplessness, when these emotions reach the extreme, all that is left is peace.
"Xiaotong..."
Shan Qiulin couldn't see Mu Tong's face, so he called softly, but the person next to him could no longer answer.
Pulling the corner of his mouth, Shan Qiulin tried his best to squeeze out a smile, and then he sighed again and said to himself: "Xiaotong, I will never let you leave my side, and I will never leave you again.
, I will always be with you, and you will never be lonely again, because senior brother will be with you..."
Shan Qiulin stayed with Mu Tong all night and said many things, but the people around him could not respond.
The images that had been frozen in the depths of his heart reappeared in his mind, the scenes of the two of them relying on each other when they were young, and the scenes of them later becoming apprentices and learning skills.
Shan Qiulin had not dared to recall those scenes for a long time before this. It was the most precious and beautiful time in his life.
Looking back now, it is still so beautiful, but there is only endless sadness and helplessness...
After Bai Yang left the hut, he stared at the night sky in a daze for a long time. He couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.
The snowflakes are falling in pieces, so beautiful and so cold.
He lit a cigarette for himself, but Bai Yang forgot to smoke it. The smoke quickly dissipated in the cold wind, and he didn't realize it until the cigarette was burned out.
Walking towards the distance, my footsteps creaked on the snow, and the footprints left behind were quickly covered by the wind and snow.
With his mind relaxed, Bai Yang returned to his small courtyard through the night snow.
The snow around the courtyard was cleared cleanly, and two lanterns were hung high at the door, illuminating the small place with soft light.
Under the lantern, the kitten stood quietly at the door, looking expectantly into the dark place in the distance with a smile.
When Bai Yang's figure appeared in her sight, her eyes suddenly became extremely happy, and they narrowed like crescent moons. She quickly stepped forward and came to Bai Yang's side. She stroked the snowflakes off Bai Yang's body and said, "Master,
I've prepared the bath water..."
In the wind and snow, Bai Yang stopped, looked at the kitten beside him, smiled, opened his arms and hugged her tightly, buried his head in her hair, and smelled the kitten's body.
The smell, the warmth of her body, everything is so precious and intoxicating to Bai Yang.
In this world, you don’t realize how important many things are until they are lost. My kitten is still there, has always been there, will always be there, and will definitely always be there!
Thinking in his mind, Bai Yang hugged the kitten tighter.
Bai Yang's actions made the kitten a little confused. He was stunned for a moment, leaned into Bai Yang's arms, closed his eyes slightly and said, "What's wrong, Master?"
"Cat, I'm fine, let me hug you" Bai Yang murmured.
The kitten didn't know what happened to Bai Yang, so she didn't ask, just hummed softly, leaned into Bai Yang's arms and closed her eyes.
They hugged each other tightly in the wind and snow, and the cold wind and white snow could not dispel the warmth between them.
After half an hour, they were almost covered with snowflakes. Baiyang raised his head and took the kitten's hand towards the small courtyard. Neither of them spoke.
Silence is better than sound at this time...
Back in the courtyard, the kitten served Bai Yang to wash up, her movements were gentle, meticulous, and meticulous. Even her demeanor and movements made serving Bai Yang the most important thing in her life.
From beginning to end, Bai Yang said nothing, but his eyes never left the kitten's face.
Mao Mao didn't know what Bai Yang had gone through, but she could feel that her young master's eyes and heart were all about her, and she felt very happy and happy.
After washing, the kitten put clothes on Bai Yang. As a result of his thoughts, Bai Yang took the kitten's hand and came to the bedroom and said: "Cat, sit down."
After blinking, the kitten sat down obediently on the dressing table next to it.
Staring at the kitten under the lamp, Bai Yang picked up an eyebrow pencil on the dressing table and said: "Kitty, don't move, the young master will help you draw your eyebrows."
"Master..." Mao Mao wanted to get up, but when he saw Bai Yang's determined and expectant eyes, he stayed still.
Bai Yang carefully helped the kitten to draw eyebrows and dress her eyebrows. She was very conscientious and meticulous, and her technique even put countless women to shame.
The kitten was born beautiful, and when Bai Yang helped her put on makeup, she became even more beautiful.
"My cat is so beautiful, the most beautiful in the world, no one can replace it." Staring at the kitten's face, Bai Yang couldn't get enough of it and murmured to himself.
At this moment, Mao Mao felt that even if he died immediately, he would have no regrets. The word "young master" came out from the bottom of his heart, very softly, with a face full of happiness, and he leaned gently in Baiyang's arms.
The two hugged each other again, no one said anything, quietly, quietly, and the taste of happiness was flowing.
Finally, Bai Yang slowly stood up and led the kitten towards the bed. The closer he got, the kitten's cheeks became slightly redder...
That night, Bai Yang just slept with the kitten in his arms, and kept hugging him, as if he was afraid that she would leave suddenly. The kitten felt funny in his heart, the young master seemed like a child who would never grow up, but it was really good to be so attached to him...
The encounter between Shan Qiulin, Mutong and Jiangshan deeply touched Bai Yang. The kind of spiritual touching cannot be described in words.
The next day, Bai Yang opened his eyes and saw the kitten's bright big eyes looking at him dreamily.
Smiling, he said: "Good morning, Cat."
"Master, it's getting late," she said sheepishly.
Originally, she wanted to get up quietly and help Bai Yang prepare the meal, but Bai Yang held her waist and moved slightly. Bai Yang, who was sleeping, frowned in panic. The kitten's heart trembled, so it stopped moving, waiting for Bai Yang to wake up.
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Next, the two of them got up, and the kitten helped Bai Yang wash up and cook for him. From the beginning to the end, Bai Yang stayed with her.
After eating, Bai Yang felt something in his heart and walked towards the door of the courtyard with the kitten.
Opening the door, Dan Qiulin stood outside, still dressed in linen, still blindfolded with black cloth, and still looking calm.
Feeling Bai Yang come out, Shan Qiulin said in a calm voice: "Old Bai, I want to use the marrow from the cave to make a coffin for Xiaotong!"
The so-called earth marrow is the emerald green crystal that produces dragon essence. It is an extremely precious thing. Although it is not as good as the Phoenix Blood True Gold Dragon Blood Wood, it is still a rare treasure of heaven and earth.
"Okay" Bai Yang replied without any hesitation.
Bai Yang doesn't know if cutting a piece of the marrow from which Long Yuan is produced will destroy the development of Long Yuan. None of this is important.
He originally wanted to give the dragon blood wood coffin to Shan Qiulin, but he thought for a while and did not say anything. Shan Qiulin wanted to bury Mu Tong, and Bai Yang felt that he should not do anything unnecessary.
"Thank you very much," Shan Qiulin nodded and said, heading deeper into the valley.
Cutting a piece of the marrow from a whole piece did not destroy the formation of the dragon essence. Shan Qiulin made the marrow into a coffin with his own hands. There were not so many carvings and the coffin was very simple.
There was no fanfare or loud crying. In the calm, Baiyang and Xiaomao quietly watched Shan Qiulin bury Mu Tong.
Deep in the valley, beside Shan Qiulin's hut, Shan Qiulin used his hands to break away the ice and snow bit by bit, dig out the soil, bury Mu Tong, and pick up the soil with his hands to build a small grave.
There was no monument, just a small solitary grave. Bai Yang knew that everything about Mu Tong was buried deep in Shan Qiulin's heart, and the tombstone was meaningless at all.
The moment Shan Qiulin closed the coffin lid, Bai Yang would never forget the bitterness at the corner of Shan Qiulin's mouth that was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved.
The new grave was erected. Bai Yang, Dan Qiulin, Kitten and three others stood in front of the grave. No one said a word.
The kitten held Baiyang's hand tightly, her whole body was trembling, and her eyes were filled with crystal tears.
She knew about the entanglement between Mu Tong, Jiang Shan and Shan Qiulin, and she also understood why Bai Yang behaved like that after he left and returned yesterday.
The young master is afraid of losing me...
"Master, the kitten will never leave you!" the kitten said in his heart.
The three of them stood quietly in front of the grave, no one said anything, and they let the cold wind howl and the white snow fall.
Snowflakes did not cover the small grave, but were floating around, as if they were dancing with sadness.
Ten years of life and death, without thinking or forgetting, a lonely tomb thousands of miles away, no place to talk about desolation...
At this moment, Bai Yang thought of this Chinese poem, but everything was just desolate.
"Old Bai, help me, Xiaotong once loved beautiful flowers the most. I want her to be accompanied by flowers all the time when she sleeps peacefully," Shan Qiulin suddenly said.
"Okay" Bai Yang replied simply and simply.
With a thought, he absorbs the essence of the surrounding world and blends it into the soil of the lonely tomb.
The next moment, in the cold wind, the flowers and grass on the soil grew rapidly, and then unknown wild flowers bloomed, decorating the lonely grave and swaying in the cold wind.
"Xiaotong, look, this is your favorite flower. This is the beauty you have always longed for. Even though there are too many unsatisfactory things in this world, at this moment, you are no longer alone. There are flowers by your side, and your senior brother is always with you.
I will always be with you..." Shan Qiulin stood in front of the grave and whispered, his steps never showing any intention of leaving.
Single autumn trees stand in the snow, with their long snow-white hair flying. I don’t know if it’s the whiteness of the snow or the coldness of their hair.
Gently, Baiyang pulled the kitten away. She couldn't bear to disturb it, couldn't bear to look at it, it was too sad.
"Master, the cat must live a long, long time, longer than the master. In this way, the master will not be sad because the cat dies."
Stay away from that lonely grave, the kitten said silently in his heart...