Blind Man Zou was lying on the bed, his empty eyes staring at the sky, as motionless as a corpse. Only the occasional rise and fall of his chest proved that he was still alive.
"Uncle Zou," Yan Shouyi said, "We have notified Lao Jin to come over. He is a descendant of ancient medicine and can provide you with some help."
Blind Zou nodded, but judging from his expression, he didn't seem to have much desire to live.
Yan Shouyi didn't understand why Blind Zou suddenly lost hope in life and even wanted to die?
"Ahem...Shouyi, I have owed too many people in my life. I owe it to your father, to the Dog Taoist priests, and..."
Blind Zou choked with sobs for a long time, and finally did not spit out the name. He just let out a long sigh and said:
"I originally wanted to leave alone, but now on my deathbed, I feel that the passing geese have left a sound. I have lived a blind life, and in the end I didn't even leave a fart behind... I really can't reconcile it."
With that said, Blind Zou handed his guqin to Lin Zitong and said:
"Girl Lin, Shouyi has too much to learn. It's not convenient for me to pass my guqin on to him, so I'll just give it to you. There's also a piano score that I spent my whole life writing down. You can take it and read it carefully. It will be of great help to you in the future.”
Lin Zitong took the old guqin and a tattered piano score, feeling very uncomfortable:
"Uncle Zou, why don't you want to live anymore?"
The cold wind penetrated into the house through the cracks in the door, making a whining sound. Long Feicheng was annoyed and turned around to close the door tightly.
But Blind Man Zou stopped him: "Open the door."
"...Okay." Long Feicheng didn't ask why, because he felt that Blind Zou's time was too precious now and he didn't need to waste it explaining such trivial matters.
Looking at the darkness outside the door, Blind Zou weakly told his story:
"More than twenty years ago, I suffered from cancer and only had eight months left. I was still young at that time and didn't know the meaning of life. When I thought that I was going to die soon, I despaired of everything. I gave up. He gave up his studies, broke up with his family, and traveled far and wide by himself, wandering aimlessly without wanting treatment and thinking that he would die wherever he went."
"As time went by, I walked to Luoyang, and my health became worse and worse. In the end, I was so sick that I couldn't even walk. I threw away my backpack and lay down in a bridge hole. I closed my eyes and planned to Quietly waiting for death, people passing by come and go, no one cares about my life or death, after all, I am insignificant to this world."
"At that moment, I suddenly heard the sound of a piano. The sound was melodious and melodious, like a warm breeze blowing from spring. It made people feel comfortable, as if they were bathed in sunshine. The sound of the piano swept away my haze, I tried my best to open my eyes and saw a girl playing the guqin in the bridge hole. Although her music was sweet, no one cared about her, and people passing by didn't even want to stop and take a second look at her."
"I have never cared so much about a stranger. The sound of the piano seemed to give me the strength to live. I got up again and sat next to the girl. She actually didn't mind my tattered appearance. Just like that, She played and I listened. From sunrise to sunset, we never said a word. When there were no more pedestrians in the bridge, she still played, as if she was playing just for me."
"In the month since then, I dragged my broken body and sat in the bridge hole every day listening to her playing the piano. I shouldn't have lived this long, but I did live. Maybe it was her music that healed me. I watched That girl, that girl looked at the piano. I thought she was already familiar with my presence, so I mustered up the courage to step forward and say hello, but she was startled and messed up the strings - only then did I realize that it was that girl. Can’t see.”
"For a month, the girl never knew I existed. She just went to the bridge on time, played the piano, and then went home. I asked her what her name was, and she shook her head in silence. I asked her if I could continue to listen to her playing the piano. , she smiled and said that few people like to listen to her playing the piano. In this world, there are not many people who are willing to listen to other people's moods. Time is very important to everyone, and not a single second can be wasted... And I am a person who should cherish time more, but I no longer care about everything. If possible, I hope I can hear her music when I die."
"Her appearance seemed like a miracle. I should have died a month ago, but by her side, I lived for two more months. I stayed with her from sunrise to sunset, her music soothing me. She looked at me from sunrise to sunset. Later, as you can imagine, I developed a hint of admiration for her. When that emotion emerged, I seemed to no longer want to let the disease kill me, and time seemed to have meaning."
"That morning, I arrived under the bridge on time, prepared a bouquet of flowers, and a confession poem that I had written long ago. I kept reading it by myself, and I was so nervous that my palms became sweaty... But that day, I didn't I can wait for her. Later I learned that on this morning, she was desperate for life and jumped from her balcony. Now she is in the hospital, her life or death is uncertain..."
"I used to regard her as hope, she symbolized beauty, and her music was so warm, but I didn't expect that she would collapse before me. I made preparations, thinking that if she didn't survive, I will no longer live, but for some reason, I, who was no longer afraid of death, had no courage at that time. I was afraid that after I died, no one in this world would remember her or the person who played the piano under the bridge. The blind girl can’t remember her spring breeze-like sound of the piano..."
"Did she survive?" Lin Zitong asked softly.
"It was almost impossible to survive the situation, but... I met a man and made a deal with him."
Yan Shouyi asked: "Who is it?"
"Credit knife man."
"What?!"
Everyone was extremely surprised. They didn't expect that Blind Zou would actually be related to the person who borrowed the knife.
Just listen to Zou Xiazi say: "The knife owner can find a way to save her, or let me live, but there is one condition - the knife owner predicted that she and I will have a son in the future, and the knife owner wants , is my child!”
"You...promised him?" Yan Shouyi felt a lump in his throat.
Blind Zou nodded helplessly.
He was just an ordinary person at that time and did not understand any of this. His mentality was the same as that of Lin Fan back then. He felt that he had just made an empty promise to the creditor. Whether he could be with a girl in the future and whether he could have children, It’s not a given, so what if I agree?
"The person who borrowed the knife did indeed do everything he promised. She came back to life, and I was able to survive through some methods. I confessed my love to her in the ward, and she agreed to my love. We got married and had children, as we should have. We were together happily like this until--the credit card holder came back to collect the bill."
Speaking of this, Blind Zou covered his head in pain: "He took away our child, and I was powerless to stop him. That night, my wife scolded me as an incompetent waste, and because I was powerless to change everything, Eventually we separated from her. However, the guilt in my heart kept me from letting go. I decided to at least make some amends, so I quietly gave her my cornea. She once gave me light, and now I give it back. she."
"Later, I seemed to be back to the days when I was terminally ill. I took her piano and walked in the dark, looking for the whereabouts of the knife owner alone. On the way of searching, I also met your father, the dog Taoist priest, and Miao Miao. Ji Tulu and the others, but for many years, the credit knife people have disappeared from the world just like the descendants of Lu Ban. No matter how far I go to the ends of the world, I have never found the kidnapped child."
"Today, the life that was extended by the person who borrowed the knife has expired. I know that I don't have much time left, but the guilt in my heart is like a thorn in my eye. I have not been able to see my son again. Even for one glance, I...I'm afraid I won't be able to rest in peace..."
Blind Zou shed turbid tears and let out an unwilling whimper with his dry throat.
This is the story of Blind Zou, a story of a man who should not be alive, who constantly finds hope and loses it again.
The story between him and that girl is just like the story between Boya and Ziqi, "Meeting a bosom friend in high mountains and flowing water", but it's a pity that their ending is even more tragic than that of Boya and Ziqi.
Now Yan Shouyi and others finally understood where the heart-wrenching pain in Zou Xiazi's music came from.
It was his longing and guilt for his children that were his only concern when facing death.
"I'm afraid I'll never be able to wait for him again in my life." Blind Zou choked with sobs.
Yan Shouyi quickly held Blind Zou's hand and said, "Uncle Zou, to be honest, we met someone who borrowed the knife from us."
Blind Zou was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile and said, "You don't need to make up lies to deceive me."
"it is true!"
In order to make Blind Zou believe it, Yan Shou directly took out the two kitchen knives left by the person who borrowed the knife.
Blind Zou still didn't believe it. He touched the raised words on the kitchen knife with his own hands. His eyes suddenly widened and his face was full of shock.
Of course he recognized this kitchen knife, because the credit card holder also left him the same knife!
"You, are you telling the truth?! Cough cough... cough cough!" Blind Zou coughed in excitement.
Long Feicheng hurriedly helped Zou Xiazi, and Lin Zitong comforted him: "The man who borrowed the sword is in Rongcheng now. He has his sights on West Lake, and he even fought against Shouyi today."
Yan Shouyi also said: "You must hold on, we will go find the credit card holder and find out the whereabouts of your son!"
"You really didn't lie to me?" Blind Zou was still in disbelief.
"Absolutely not." Yan Shouyi said firmly.
At this moment, Lao Jin arrived. When he saw Blind Man Zou's face, he was frightened. After checking his pulse, Blind Man Zou asked anxiously:
"How am I doing? How many days do I have to live?"
Lao Jin looked embarrassed and wanted to talk to Yan Shouyi alone first, but Blind Man Zou said angrily: "Let's talk about it here face to face, no need to hide it!"
Yan Shouyi also nodded, and then Lao Jin said:
"Your physical condition is very poor. I try my best... and I should only be able to keep you alive for another week."
"Is one week enough?" Blind Zou asked Yan Shouyi.
Yan Shouyi gritted his teeth and said, "I will capture the person who borrowed the knife alive in front of you tomorrow!"
