"..."
Duan Zhigan fell into a deep silence, especially when the old lady and Xiao Ling came close and stopped, he was so silent that he could not even hear a sound.
The old lady looked at Duan Zhigan tepidly, then turned her head and glanced at the four girls still kneeling on the ground in the room, and she raised her lips in annoyance.
Duan Zhigan remained silent for a while, then turned to his mother, bowed his hands in greeting, and said in a low voice: "My child has seen your mother."
The old lady smacked the corner of her mouth in a nonchalant manner, and then calmly raised her chin to Duan Zhigan and said, "Get up."
"Yes." Duan Zhi felt that this sound was muttered, but the old lady made her lips curl up when she heard it.
"Hey, madam." Xiao Ling became unhappy, but his remonstrance was met with a look of disgust from the old lady.
"Huh." Xiao Ling groaned, feeling frustrated.
The old lady glared at Xiao Ling fiercely, then glanced at Duan Zhigan angrily, but after sighing sadly, she became a little more normal: "Everyone, go down."
As soon as these words came out, the four maids in the room suddenly gasped, and then they all bowed their heads to this side and said: "Yes..."
Afterwards, the four people stood up slowly. Although they walked away in a hurry, they lined up one after another. The leading maid followed at the end, leaving the other sister to take the lead.
When they came to the old lady, the four of them stopped for a moment, bowed their heads to the old lady and Duan Zhigan respectively, and then walked out of the door respectfully and hurriedly left here.
At that time, the old lady nodded in response, but Duan Zhigan just remained silent.
The old lady watched the four girls go away. When she saw that the other girls straightened their postures and walked away from the corridor, she couldn't help but shake her head slightly, secretly feeling that they were too humble. But he just sighed and turned to look at Duan Zhigan next to him.
However, Duan Zhigan had nothing to say and could only respond in silence.
Seeing this guy acting like this, the old lady couldn't help but shake her head and sigh inwardly, then pointed at him twice in the air with a little force: "You..., you will never grow up."
Duan Zhigan was silent for a while, and then he lowered his head angrily and admitted his mistake: "My mother taught me a lesson."
"Huh." The old lady snorted angrily, then turned around and went indoors: "Wait here."
However, as soon as the cute little spirit started to catch up, the old lady turned around and scolded her angrily: "I made you wait."
"Yeah." Xiaoling slightly stuck out his tongue and gave in.
Seeing this, the old lady snorted unhappily, then pretended to be angry and took off Xiao Ling's support and went indoors alone.
Although Xiao Ling watched the old lady enter the house, she looked a little aggrieved. When the old lady turned directly to the bed hall after walking through the dining room, she was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Duan Zhigan next to her.
Feeling Xiao Ling's gaze, Duan Zhigan, who had been lowering his head, suddenly suffocated, and then turned his eyes to the corners, but did not look at the other person, let alone speak.
Seeing this, Xiao Ling couldn't help but pout his mouth, and couldn't help feeling sad as he slowly lowered his head.
Of course, Xiao Ling was a little confused. How could a young man like the Second Young Master, who was so heroic, strong, cheerful and caring, feel sad because of the woman in the room?
But Xiao Ling wouldn't say what he was thinking, but he couldn't help but murmur, twisting and fiddling with the corners of his clothes.
At the same time, the indoor bed hall.
Before entering the bed hall, the old lady first raised her eyes and glanced at Liu Yue, who was sitting at the head of the bed. She wanted to observe the person first before formulating a strategy, but she stopped because of the bleak look in her eyes.
As for whether Liu Yue knew about her arrival, it was a matter of judgment and wisdom.
When she stopped to take a look, seeing her acre of beautiful flowers withering, her heart dejected and her tears empty, the old lady couldn't help but feel sorry for her. She shook her head and sighed: "Alas... why bother..." Then she said with deep regret. He shook his head, suppressed the sadness in his heart, and started to walk away.
However, as soon as I arrived, I stopped again and saw that I didn't know how to help.
"Alas..." The old lady sighed in her heart, and then she slowly sat down next to Liu Yue, but the comforting hand had been stretched out but there was nowhere to put it, so she had no choice but to shake her head and sigh again: "Miss Liu, If you have anything to say, you can tell me. If you are suffering, I will definitely listen to you."
It's a pity that Liu Yue didn't respond. Not only did she look a bit like a living dead, but her eyes didn't have the brilliance that a normal person should have.
"You..." The old lady hesitated to speak, and then she couldn't help but closed her eyes deeply and sighed: "Hi..."
Maybe the sigh aroused the sadness, and the sadness awakened the feelings. I saw the old man shaking his head sadly, and then turned to look at the roof beam in front, but he told the other party the sad past in his heart: "I remember back then, I I have also been so heartbroken and devastated for you..."
As soon as she opened the box that sealed the past, the old lady couldn't help but moisten the corners of her eyes. She raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes and said, "Ever since I married this Duan, I haven't had a peaceful day."
"First, this damn Duan Yanshi..." When mentioning this person, the old lady couldn't help but point her finger on the ground: "There has been no good news since the army was launched. One year of autumn is looking forward to the end of the year, and one season of spring and summer Spending the autumn and winter. Don't talk about letters from home, I'm afraid that one day he will be carried back..." The old lady couldn't help but burst into tears. She wiped her tears and felt even more painfully. To say it was a condemnation was too light: "I have resisted all major and minor injuries without mentioning them. In the end, He was even sent back by the emperor covered with a military flag!"
When the old lady mentioned this, she became angry and wiped her tears with her head turned away: "What a stupid bastard... I almost scared me to death when I tried to fake a corpse on the spot..."
At that time, the old lady was recounting the past with sadness, while Liu Yue was so heartbroken that she had long forgotten about it, and she didn't know if she had heard all this.
"Especially this boss Daxuan!" The old lady became even more angry when she mentioned this guy, and used her auxiliary hand to hold the hem of her sleeve to wipe away tears: "You go into battle head-on, and you fight with others wherever you go, and when you see the enemy's formation Just charge and kill him! A living tiger calf is born like a dog! The base of its tail hasn’t even grown yet!”
After finally finishing the scolding, the old lady sobbed as if she didn't want to be forgiven, then tilted her head reluctantly and said: "Now even this little Duan Duan is as if he has been infected by a military epidemic. Trapped in the military camp! I don’t know how many people’s hearts have been broken... The bastard is disobedient, and his brother-in-law is..."
After reprimanding the above three people one by one, the old lady sobbed and gently held Liu Yue's shoulders, comforting her in a sweet voice: "But what can we 'wish'? There is always a hope for this thing that is so cherished, ah? "Seeing that she didn't respond at all, he couldn't help but shook his head sadly, and said in a serious tone: "Forget it for now - let's take good care of ourselves first - I don't know your misery, but if you lose it, let's take care of you slowly. Get it back. If it’s gone, let’s make another one, ah. Okay?”
However, Liu Yue "listened" for a long time and only shed a single line of tears...
…
About them, it was only remembered after many years.
But in the eyes of many people: silence means inaction.
But that year, she was reborn at the end of the escape route. Unfortunately, the corridor was ruthless, just desolate and telling the autumn wind.
…
The wilderness outside the town.
It's almost here.
The sky here was still gloomy, Ling Yunzhi walked slowly and never stopped, until the shadow of the gate of the big town was in front of him, until Ling Ye suddenly collapsed behind him.
call……
The cool breeze blew very low, only messing up Ling Ye's hair and grass, and only gently lifting the hem of Ling Yunzhi's clothes.
Ling Yunzhi stood there as long as the silence lasted.
He lay there as long as he stood there.
…
It was night, in a private room of a certain inn.
Ling Ye's fingers suddenly moved slightly twice, and then he opened his eyes a few times again, but after a moment of rest, he gathered enough strength to open his eyelids.
"..." What gradually became clear above was the bed beam, which felt strange to him. The weakness that penetrated his body and mind and the environment he was in made him fall into silence.
call……
There was wind blowing from the window, ruffling the hair scattered on his forehead.
The wind kissed his forehead. But it made him even more silent.
After a long time, Ling Ye moved his index finger, then slowly turned his eyes, hesitantly, and looked towards the place where the wind was blowing.
On the table by the window, there are two buns in a bowl of cold noodles.
The people behind the table stood sideways in front of the window in silence.
He just stood there, without the leisurely clasping hands or arms of the spectators, nor any movements, only the unbearable breeze coming to caress him.
Ling Ye looked at Ling Yunzhi silently for a long time. That figure had long been engraved in his eyes and heart, but at this time... he couldn't overlap it.
Until the wind leaves, until the cold noodles become more lumpy.
The more I looked, the more silent I became, and the more silent I became, the more dejected I became, so it was better not to look and lower my eyes. After a while, he forced himself to sit up from the bed, and sat on the bed for a while before he had enough strength to get out of bed.
Put on your shoes, walk over, stand in front of the table and look at it. Then he picked up the steamed bun and took a bite, breaking some of the dry skin on his lips. There's blood, no problem.
If the noodles are cold, the steamed buns will be cold, and if the steamed buns are hard, the noodles will be lumpy.
It was time that no one waited for me, and this was the hatred in his life.
But he was hungry, so that didn't matter.
What's wrong with bursting into tears? He didn't care, those tears could soak his face and stop his bleeding.
He wants to live and live well.
He had never wanted so much, never been in so much pain.
Who creates the cause and who sows the fruit.
One day he will get it back, and one day he will let them know his pain.
He couldn't help crying, but he suppressed the crying, but more and more tears fell.
He hates himself for not living up to expectations, he hates himself for being incompetent.
He hated it, he hated it, he didn't want to go back.
But no matter how much he thought about it, it was useless. That person no longer wanted him. He could only hold back the cry and eat noodles. He could only bite the steamed buns with his teeth. He didn't care anymore.
I don't care anymore...
He said to himself in his heart, but he couldn't say it anymore.
"..." Ling Yunzhi's eyes wandered outside the window. It was the moon, the stars, the prosperity, or the lights.
It doesn't matter, he has no emotions anymore.
Those who passed away also disappeared with the stars and the moon in the indifference in his eyes.
What he still has, maybe, is just a trace of concern behind him.
Or, the other shore he was looking at was where Liu Yue was.
The old lady had left long ago, and Liu Yue was still leaning on the bedside, hopeless and unaware of what was outside her body, unable to look back and shed tears.
The room was too dark, there were no lights, no windows, and the dishes on the table had long been cold.
The door was originally closed, but at this moment it was pushed open gently.
squeak……
The moonlight brought a figure in, but he opened the door but did not come in immediately.
Duan Zhigan was holding a tray full of dinner in his hands, but seeing Liu Yue still looking so oblivious, he became even more silent.
After a long glance, he gradually lowered his eyes, and then he entered in silence for a moment.
Liu Yue was already heartbroken and wouldn't care about him. Now whoever comes in, just come in.
Ta, tap.
Duan Zhigan moved the food on the tray to the dining table one by one, his movements were slow and gentle.
However, whether he replaced all the dinners on the tray and put them on the table, or whether he put aside the other extra cold dishes, Liu Yue did not react at all, let alone look at him.
Everything in his heart fell into silence, but he couldn't help but raise his head and look deeply at the other person. That look was deep, that look was long, but he had to leave after all, so he turned around and walked towards the door.
However, before taking the final step, he paused silently.
There was a long silence, and the moon waxed and waned again.
Shadows passed over his face, and then he looked back sideways.
That glance seemed to see into her soul, and no matter how deep the silence was, she finally spoke: "If you still want to see him. - The only thing you can do is live."
His voice was slightly hoarse, as if he was whispering in someone's ear, and she didn't know if Liu Yue heard it.
Duan Zhigan remained silent for a while, then took a deep look at Liu Yue, then turned around and walked out of the room.
squeak……
As soon as the door closed, it was dark again.
There may be moonlight and lights outside, but not much can come in.
Liu Yue was dumbfounded for a long time, but after these two lines of tears fell, she slowly started crying, but silently.
Tears flooded his face, and he was sad and desolate for a long time, so he wiped away his tears and rushed over there.
She didn't care what was on the table, she just took it to her mouth and devoured it. But while she was eating, she started to cry again. As she cried, she slowly lay down on the table and couldn't help but burst into tears.
At that time, outside.
Duan Zhigan did not leave. He stood there with his back against the door, his hands behind his back and his back supporting the facade.
But for indoors... He couldn't help but grit his teeth slowly, unable to bear the pain, unable to feel the pain. But what can be done? All I can do is close my eyes.
