MMB 182、Autumn Is Gone, Winter Is Coming
182、Autumn Is Gone, Winter Is Coming
late at night.
Li Boping was lying on the bed and fast asleep.
Mo Zhibai was still in a coma, lying on his bed, and the nutrient solution entered his body bit by bit through the hose.
Qiu Yuan was covered in wounds, and was also lying peacefully on the bed.
Jiang Rou hugged Qiu Xiaolu and slept on Qiu Xiaolu's soft bed, warm and cozy.
It was about four o'clock in the morning, and the wind outside was loud and whistling, which woke up Qiu Xiaolu.
She habitually climbed out of bed, checked the bedroom windows, and then walked out of the bedroom lightly, ready to look around. In this kind of windy weather, if any windows were open, the glass would easily shatter.
Qiu Xiaolu walked through the corridor and arrived at a dark living room, but suddenly found a person sitting by the window. She was startled, and after looking carefully, she found that it was Qiu Xiaoye.
Qiu Xiaoye sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, outside was the night view of Fengshi. Because it was four o'clock in the morning, when there were few people, there were almost no cars running on the road, and the lights of the buildings were basically turned off, leaving only the whistling wind.
Qiu Xiaoye was sitting on a low stool. There was an ashtray on the tea table in front of him, which was full of cigarette butts. Now there was a cigarette burning in the darkness, with a red bright spot emerging, and wisps of smoke fluttering upwards.
Qiu Xiaolu picked up a small blanket on the sofa, walked towards Qiu Xiaoye, and slowly draped it over his body.
As soon as Qiu Xiaoye turned her head, two tired, bloodshot eyes appeared.
"You haven't slept all night?" Qiu Xiaolu was a little worried, pulled a stool and sat beside Qiu Xiaoye.
She took Qiu Xiaoye's hand and found that Qiu Xiaoye's hand was cold, so she pulled his other hand over and covered it with her two warm and soft hands.
Looking at the little girl in front of her, Qiu Xiaoye couldn't help laughing, then shook her head: "I can't sleep."
"Smoking all night?" Qiu Xiaolu asked.
"No." Qiu Xiaoye looked at the fire that was still burning, "I use them as incense."
"Who do you pay homage to?"
"To pay homage to all the dead." Qiu Xiaoye said, his tone became sad: "Little Lu, a lot of people really died, Li Wei, Han Er, those thousands of humans in Laolang Mountain, there are still people who don't know whether they are alive or dead." Yu Fei, there are too many people."
Qiu Xiaoye's eyes were full of sourness, and Qiu Xiaolu couldn't help feeling distressed when he looked at him.
"Don't blame yourself too much, you can't decide many things." Qiu Xiaolu covered Qiu Xiaoye's hand, and slowly put her face on it.
"No." Qiu Xiaoye shook his head: "I found out that I was wrong, I want to protect everyone too much."
"This is you." Qiu Xiaolu said, "This is the reason why you are Qiu Xiaoye."
"But now, this is no longer the time." Qiu Xiaoye said solemnly:
"I want to understand that what exists between me and the ghost clan is not a cat-and-mouse game of chasing each other, but a real war! If I don't treat him as a war, then in the end, the loser It must be me."
"War will kill people. War is to fight regardless of everything. Regardless of everything around you, just focus on slashing at the opponent with weapons. The result of war will inevitably be accompanied by death. If he has the heart to survive, then it is absolutely impossible for him to win, because when facing a war, there is no room for it."
"Now I worry too much, so I have been in a passive state. Whether it is Qingshui or Shalu, they are chasing me and attacking, but I am always in a passive state. This will only lead to more people. Death. For those who are afraid of death, death will come to him first.”
It was rare for Qiu Xiaolu to see such determination in Qiu Xiaoye's eyes.
It's hard for outsiders to imagine that he, who is always fooling around on weekdays, would have such a heavy heart.
Qiu Xiaolu raised her head, looked at him silently, and asked, "So, are you ready?"
Qiu Xiaoye nodded: "I am ready, anyone may die, including myself, and I will not back down because of fear of death."
After hearing what he said, Qiu Xiaolu smiled softly: "Then I will accompany you."
"Aren't you afraid of death?" Qiu Xiaoye looked at this well-behaved sister and asked, "You haven't been completely involved yet. As a ghost, you can actually quit at any time and go to a safer place."
Qiu Xiaolu shook her head lightly, and the bangs in front of her small forehead swayed accordingly:
"From childhood to adulthood, we have always been two people together. Where there is no you, I don't want to go there either."
Qiu Xiaolu stared at Qiu Xiaoye, the brother and sister stayed together quietly like this since they were young.
"Wow!"
Suddenly, Qiu Xiaolu exclaimed, and looked out the window with bright eyes.
Qiu Xiaoye turned her head, and saw outside the window, a heavy snow was blown by the strong wind, and it was falling down one after another.
The whole world was suddenly white, as if the spring breeze was blowing catkins and dancing in the sky.
"It's snowing." Qiu Xiaoye sighed.
It seems that winter is here.
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the next day.
In the afternoon, Qiu Xiaoye took the notebook and began to scribble again. Horizontal lines, vertical lines, and oblique lines criss-crossed on the notebook.
This scene was exactly the same as when he planned how to get rid of Qing Shui.
There was a ball game on TV, and Akihara watched it with relish. Although he had been recuperating, his body was almost healed. Those skin injuries had scabbed over, and even many of the scabs fell off, revealing brand new skin.
But he still lay down like an old man, taking advantage of his injury, to shout and drink to Qiu Xiaolu and Jiang Chun.
Qiu Xiaolu didn't pay much attention to him, but Jiang Chun was very attentive and became a little daughter-in-law.
"Honey, I'm out of water, help me pour some water." Qiu Yuan said.
Jiang Chun immediately stood up: "You wait, I'll pour it for you."
So he took Qiuyuan's teacup and left. After a while, he came back with a cup of hot water and put the cup close to Qiuyuan's hand.
"My wife, you are so kind to me, come on, give me a kiss." Qiuyuan pouted as she said.
Qiu Xiaoye couldn't stand it anymore: "I said you two are enough, we three young people are here, can you restrain yourself and pay attention to the influence?"
Akihara said disdainfully: "You are the jealousy of a single dog."
Li Boping on the side gave Qiuyuan a voice: "I think it's pretty good, besides, the father-in-law and mother-in-law haven't seen each other for so many years, so don't beat the newlyweds."
Qiu Xiaolu glared at Li Boping as soon as she heard it: "Li Boping, believe it or not, I tore your mouth off!"
Li Boping was frightened by Qiu Xiaolu's anger, and quickly shut his mouth.
From a very young age, Li Boping and Qiu Xiaoye were buddies, which caused Qiu Xiaolu to beat Li Boping more times than Qiu Xiaoye.
If you annoy that vicious girl, she will really come and tear her up.
But Jiang Chun began to educate Qiu Xiaolu: "Xiaolu, you are a girl, you should be gentle, you are so fierce, how will you marry in the future."
Qiu Xiaolu curled her lips: "Why should I marry in the future? I'll just stay at home and never leave. You don't want to marry me out."
The scene was chaotic.
Qiu Xiaoye couldn't calm down anymore, so she simply gave up thinking about herself and looked at Qiu Yuan instead:
"Father, come and help me think about how to kill that fellow Shalu."