Chapter 239: bid farewell

Chapter 239: bid farewell

Chapter 239 Farewell

 Lu Zong was walking on the road.

 There was thick white fog on both sides, which could not be dispersed, but the long road under my feet looked somewhat familiar.

There were apricot trees planted along the street, and the branches were already bearing green fruits. Suddenly, someone patted her behind her. Someone put his arms around her shoulders, pressed her head and rubbed her twice: "I'm back!"

She turned back in surprise and stared blankly at the young man in front of her who was wearing a green shirt and a webbed head.

The young man was carrying a bookcase and had a bright face. He took out a handful of bean candy from the bookcase and put it into her hand, "No, it's for you."

She looked at the candy wrapped in rice paper in her palm and looked at the person in front of her: "Lu Qian?"

“No big or small,” he cursed with a smile, hooked his arm around Lu Zhuo’s neck and walked forward, “Call me brother—”

The surroundings gradually became brighter, the red clouds on the hills slanted across the long streets, the aroma of the food in the alleys gradually filled the nose, and the noise of neighbors chatting could be heard.

The front door was pushed open with a creaking sound, and a beautiful face peeked out from inside. The girl was wearing a goose-yellow brocade magnolia skirt, like a blooming spring flower. She looked at the two of them and said with a smile: "Aqian, little sister, Come in quickly and wash your hands and eat!”

She stared blankly, her eyes suddenly getting wet in the lingering sunset.

 This is the house of the Lu family in Changwu County.

"Come on, come on -" Lu Qian said, pulling her into the door.

There is a dining hall at the entrance, with a long wooden chair, and a small courtyard through the window. The courtyard has been cleaned cleanly, and the three rooms next to the courtyard still have calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls. Near the kitchen, a bluestone vat was filled with clear water, and a gourd and gourd floated on the water.

 Lu Zhuo stopped.

 The familiar house, she has lived here for many years, there are no traces of fire, no charred wood and ashes. It is still as it was in her memory many years ago, like an old piece of yellowed paper, with gentle pen and ink.

"What are you still doing?" Lu Qian asked her to wash her hands, "Be careful, dad will scold you later."

"Why are you back so late?" My father coughed behind me and said with a straight face, "I was just having fun on the way."

 Lu Zhuo turned around.

She saw her father, wearing the familiar half-old cotton t-shirt, with some signs of wear on the collar. She saw her mother, walking out of the yard with a dustpan for drying toon, her bun stained with broken leaves of the almond tree.

They stood well in front of them,

 Lu Zhen's tears flowed down.

"Oh," Lu Rou saw this and hurriedly came over to wipe her tears with a handkerchief: "Why are you crying?"

She hugged Lu Rou with her backhand, like a lonely traveler who finally found her way home. Joy arose out of sadness, and sadness arose out of joy. She couldn't bear it anymore and burst into tears.

 Lu Rou patted her back gently, as she would in the past when she got into trouble and was scolded by her father, and comforted her softly: "My little sister has grown into a big girl, but she still loves to cry so much."

"She has been a crybaby since she was a child," Lu Qian rubbed her head and teased her with a smile, "But, Lu San, you have grown so big, do you still cry so much?"

Lu Zong was in a trance for a moment.

 She has a temperament that cannot bear to be wronged.

 In the past, when I had an argument or quarrel with Lu Qian at home, I would always take advantage of my young age to cry first, and in the end it was Lu Qian who got scolded. Lu Qian always said that she had a big lake in her eyes and she would shed tears at the drop of a hat. Later, she followed Yun Niang to Luo Meifeng, but no one could bully her.

 She has almost forgotten the feeling of grievance.

 She no longer likes to cry.

Lu Zhen raised his head and said softly: "Father, mother, sister, second brother, are you here to take me home?"

 It is said that after death, people will return to the place they missed most during their lifetime.

 When she was at Luomeifeng, she wondered many times whether she would return to her hometown after her death. She wanted to return to the Lu family and see her family.

 The movement of wiping tears stopped, Lu Rou retracted her hand, smiled and shook her head.

　　“戈戈,” she said, “you have grown up.”

Lu Zhen looked at her blankly.

"My little sister has grown up," Lu Rou looked at her with a smile, "she can go to Beijing alone to avenge her family."

 “Ke Chengxing, Fan Zhenglian, Liu Kun, Qi Yutai...you have done a good job, you are already very good.”

Lu Zhuo was shocked.

It was as if the unbearable past had been discovered, and she tried her best to hide it. She was so reserved that she didn't dare to look up and look at the expressions of her family members.

"Lu San, I thought you were a coward, but I didn't expect that I was wrong." The young man's voice was high and cheerful as before, "This way, we can rest assured in the future."

"I'm sorry..." she said incoherently, "I..."

She wanted to say that she did not want such cruel and manipulative methods. She wanted to say that the Lu family had a strict family tradition, but she had broken the rules. She wanted to say a lot, but when it came to her lips, she could not say a word.

 “No need to apologize.” My father’s voice came to my ears.

She raised her head, and her father stood in front of her, still looking stern, but his tone was imperceptibly softer.

“A kind person does not destroy others to benefit himself; a benevolent person does not harm others to gain reputation.”

He looked at Lu Huan and said, "My daughter of the Lu family is doing well."

Lu Zong’s eyes became blurry again.

She obviously didn't cry much anymore. Over the years, she also felt that she had gradually become hard-hearted. She never thought that whenever she was in front of her family, she would be back to the same Lu Min who shed tears whenever she disagreed with her many years ago.

"Stop crying, little girl," her mother came over, put her in her arms, and hugged her gently: "It's getting late, you should go back."

She suddenly thought: "No, I don't want it!"

“I don’t want to go back!” Lu Yan grabbed the corner of his mother’s clothes, “I want to be here, and I want to be with my parents, sister and brother forever!”

She hates separation and parting. How can she stop there when she sees the reunion ending?

　　"曈戈," her mother looked at her with a gentle and loving voice: "You have grown up. When children grow up, they will leave their parents and home. And you are still such a powerful doctor now."

"There is still someone waiting for you," she wiped away Lu Zhuo's tears and said jokingly: "Have you forgotten your little lover?"

Little lover?

Lu Zhen was stunned for a moment.

"My daughter suffered a lot in the past," the mother said, stroking her hair with nostalgia. "She has grown up and become smart, beautiful, strong and brave. She has done everything we couldn't do. "

"Don't cling to the past, people should look forward. Your parents, sisters and brothers all love you, and there are more people who love you in the world. We, the daughters of the Lu family, have always moved forward, right?"

"I don't want to go forward." She cried, as if she was persistently pursuing an impossible result: "I want to stay here, I want to be with you..."

A layer of white mist gradually appeared in front of her eyes, and the figures in front of her became empty again. She suddenly realized something and tried to reach out to fish, but she couldn't. She suddenly heard a soft sigh in the air.

 “曈戈…”

　　It is the voice of my parents: "Go forward, don't dwell on the past anymore."

 It became the instructions of Lu Qian and Lu Rou again.

 “Be braver and move forward.”

 The surroundings suddenly fell into darkness.

Looking at the empty silence, she couldn't help but squat down, hugged her knees and cried bitterly.

 Why was it still left behind? Why can it never be perfect? It's obvious that she has returned home and met her parents, brothers and sisters, so why can't she keep her?

People should move forward, but the past is too heavy and the future has no end in sight. Nostalgia and dependence are like the thread connecting the past and reality. She is holding on to that thread and is reluctant to let go.

 But had to let go.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　

 In the dead silence, there was a sudden knock on the door.

She was stunned for a moment, and when she raised her head, a window suddenly appeared in the dark surroundings.

 Someone is standing in front of the window.

He is a handsome young man, wearing a bright scarlet brocade robe. He is like a warm light in this dark abyss, bright and warm. Across the window, he waved the bamboo tube containing the sweet syrup in front of Lu Zhuo and spoke with a smile.

 “How long are you going to hide here?”

 Lu Tong was stunned for a moment.

 The next moment, as if he couldn't wait any longer, he walked into the house and pulled her up from the ground.

 “Come out,” he said.

 The door was pushed open.

 She was pulled by him and stumbled out of the house. The thick layer of fog gradually dissipated, and the surroundings became noisy again. The young man's voice was as bright as the wind, and he said indifferently: "Have you forgotten West Street?"

 West Street?

The name was so familiar. Following these words, she saw not far away, at the corner of the alley, a leafy plum tree with lush green shade under the scorching sun. On the plaque hidden by the branches, it read "Ren". The word "heart".

The young boss was sitting in front of the desk with his chin on his head, dozing off out of boredom. The doctor sitting in the hall, his eyes dim, looked closely at the marks on the medical books, while rubbing his legs and feet. The boy stood on a stool and carefully wiped the glittering golden banner on the wall. The more beautiful girl was in the tailor shop across the street, picking up a green plum silk cotton skirt and bargaining seriously with the shopkeeper.

The girl turned around and saw Lu Huan. She immediately broke into a smile and said, "The girl is back -"

The sun was strong and dazzling, and the young man's smiling voice came to my ears: "Have you forgotten the Medical Officer's Hospital?"

 Medical hospital?

 Then she saw again the palace that she had hated and had to enter because of the plot.

She saw that in the medicine room, a handsome and elegant man leaned over to pick up the scattered medical books on the floor, carefully sorted the manuscripts of different subjects and put them into the medical box. She saw that the good doctor was holding the roster of Jiangsu Province for epidemic relief, and argued with reason. When you argue with someone, you have to put her name on it.

The bright and cheerful girl opened her heart to her in the wet night rain. The plum wine was sour under the solitary lamp, but she talked boldly and cheerfully when she was drunk. She patted her shoulder and shouted.

“In the future, you will be the principal envoy and I will be the deputy envoy. We will be proud of each other with our swords together!”

 “I wish you and I could become envoys!”

 She was in a daze, her eyes falling farther away.

 The fog gradually recedes, revealing a clearer picture of the past.

There is a woman with a yellow complexion in the garden full of red and fragrant catkins, there is a fish shop full of fishy smell in the thatched hut in front of the stall, a gentle and kind-hearted scholar, there is a noisy and talkative man with a long beard, and there is one who wants to find his daughter in the imperial city. A good husband, a shrewish woman who secretly gave her a basket of plums...

They talked and laughed, and passed by her. The greetings and old words gradually condensed into thin and delicate threads. Those threads tied her down and stretched into a soft network around her body.

 It turned out that without even realizing it, she had been connected with so many people. It turns out that she has been here for such a long time.

 She suddenly felt a hint of reluctance.

A voice came from behind: "Stay, Xiao Qi."

She was startled.

 All the fireworks and red dust suddenly dissipated and disappeared everywhere. Lu Zhu turned around and Yun Niang stood in front of her.

The woman still looked that charming and charming, wearing a golden and red feather satin cloak. In the ice and snow, she looked at her with a half-smile, like a red plum blossom in full bloom.

 “Do you want to get out of here?” she asked.

Luomei Peak was all silvery white, and there were endless peaks in the distance. Lu Zhuo took a step back.

"Stay." She said softly, her tone seemed bewitching, and she waved to Lu Zhu from afar. "stay with me."

"In this world, people's hearts are unpredictable and the world is dangerous. What's good about Shengjing?" She smiled and spoke for her, "Ke Chengxing, for his own selfish desires, killed the person next to him with his own hands. Fan Zhenglian had no regard for the innocent in his plans for the future. . Your cousin Liu Kun sent his nephew to the execution platform for a hundred taels of silver. The Taishi Mansion was so powerful that in order to calm down the trouble, the entire Lu family was wiped out. "

 She walked towards Lu Zhuo.

"You did a good job." Yun Niang praised: "You were very clean and did not miss anyone. There are so many people coming to Luomei Peak, and you are the first good boy who knows how to kill."

“Xiao Qi, you and I are the same people.”

Lu Zhen was shocked and subconsciously retorted: "I'm not."

"Of course you are." Yun Niang walked up to her, smiled and tucked her hair behind her ears. The woman's fingers were cold, and her words were even colder than that.

"You have killed so many people. The great revenge has been avenged, so there is nothing to worry about." She looked at Lu Zhuo lovingly, "I'm so tired, good boy, why don't you stay here and be free from it?"

 She took Lu Zhuo's hand.

 “After all, you never left, right?”

Lu Zhen was at a loss for a moment.

 She knew what Yun Niang said was right.

  She has always felt that everyone and everything is moving forward, but she is not. There is no Lu family courtyard when you look back, and there is no end in sight when you look forward. She seemed to be left alone in the thatched house at Luomei Peak, not knowing how to get out.

 That’s why she always doesn’t want to think about the future.

 “You and I are the same people. So, stay.”

Yun Niang took her hand and walked to the thatched house in front of the plum tree.

 “You have nothing left.”

Lu Zhen let her pull him, as if he were going up a mountain for the first time when he was a child, leaving his unknown future destiny in her hands, walking towards the secret place that she was extremely familiar with and where she had spent many years.

 My father, mother, brother, and sister are all gone.

 The enemy is gone too.

 She couldn't go back to the Lu family's old house. Looking back, she realized that there was no place to stay except Luomeifeng.

 The old people are all scattered and there is nothing left.

She let the woman lead her forward in confusion, but at this moment, she smelled a fragrant and cold fragrance.

The fragrance was vague and non-existent, and the fragrance was cold, which made her wake up for a moment, as if someone was speaking in her ear.

He said: "Are you really willing to leave all this behind and have no nostalgia for these people and things?"

 He said: “Learn to cherish yourself.”

 He said: "Lu Huan, I like you better."

 It seemed like something deeper was gradually clearing up in my mind, driving away fear and hesitation.

 Lu Zong paused in his steps.

 “What you said is wrong,” she said.

Yun Niang was startled.

  She looked at Yun Niang: "I am different from you."

 “Oh? What’s the difference?”

 “I am a healer.”

"Doctor?"

Yun Niang's face gradually changed, and she laughed sarcastically: "What kind of doctor are you? Who can you save? You can't even save yourself, Xiao Qi."

 “I can be saved.”

She looked directly at the woman, no longer as silent and dull as she had been many years ago, avoiding the other person's meaningful gaze in panic.

The plum blossoms on Luomei Peak are gorgeous and sentimental. In the past, she always found the **** plum blossoms frightening. But now, looking at them, she feels peaceful inside.

"I have saved many people. Wu Youcai, He Xiu, Lin Danqing's aunt, Pei Yunshu, the people of southern Jiangsu... I will save more people in the future."

Lu Xu said: "I can save myself."

Yun Niang looked at her: "What are you greedy for? The world is dirty and people's hearts are unpredictable, so why do you miss it?"

"I did see a lot of indifferent people." Lu Yan broke away from her hand: "But I also met a lot of good people."

 She has met many good people.

　　The reckless county lieutenant who gave her candy at the execution ground, the fragile girl who never left her after being rescued from the graveyard, the hard-spoken and soft-hearted owner of the shabby medical clinic in the alley, the kind-hearted medical officer who happened to pass by on the Sunan Bridge when she was a child...

 In southern Jiangsu, in Luomeifeng, and in Shengjing Street.

　　Although they looked inconspicuous and not powerful enough, like the most insignificant dust among all living beings, they were kind and tenacious, and gave her warmth in the fireworks of the city, allowing her to see more powerful vitality.

 This vitality can save her.

 “I’m going back,” Lu Yan said, “Someone is waiting for me.”

 “Little Seventeen…”

"My name is not Xiao Qi," Lu Zhu looked at her and slowly shook his head, "You never asked me my name. My surname is Lu Mingmin, and my nickname is Zhu Zhu."

“I am the daughter of the Lu family, a doctor at Renxin Medical Center, and a medical officer at Hanlin Medical Hospital.”

 “I am no longer your medicine man.”

 After saying this, she turned around and ran down the mountain.

The mountain wind once again brushed against her cheek, blowing over the places she passed through countless times. There were many noisy voices in my ears, each sentence vivid and distinct.

“No matter what Dr. Lu wants to do, I only wish Dr. Lu everything goes well and his wishes come true.”

 “Come, I wish you and I could become the envoys!”

"Girl, I'm waiting for you here. You must come back."

“Vice-President Miao told me that you are his benefactor and his student, and he asked me to take good care of you in the hospital.”

“Let us pay tribute to this good master, thank her for her careful teachings to our Doctor Lu, and for teaching us a goddess doctor in West Street—”

"You and Aying are friends. Wouldn't it be awkward to call me princess? You can call me sister."

"Girl Seventeen, if you are injured in the future, you need to be treated in time. You are a doctor, so you should understand this truth."

Those voices were getting closer and closer to her ears, filling the empty gaps with warmth, noise, and bustle.

She was no longer alone, the fine net softly covered her. In this tragic story, countless people appeared by chance. They called her name, either tenderly or worried, happy or sad, and they pulled her together. Live her and connect her to the world.

 Have friends, confidants, and people I like.

 She is no longer alone.

Lu Yun ran faster and faster, and the white mist gradually dissipated as she ran. She saw a door at the end. The door was shining with a dim light in the dark night. It was dim and bright at first. Reluctant to rest on a snowy night.

 She opened the door.

 …

 “There it is! There’s breath!”

 In the room, a shout suddenly came out.

Chang Jin was ecstatically holding the arm of the person on the bed.

That weak pulse was as light as a dying candle, but it reappeared, like a sudden miracle, shocking everyone in the room.

Lin Danqing burst into tears: "Sister Lu—"

They thought everything was settled, and she was like the candle that was about to go out, and would never be rekindled for a moment. But at the last moment, there was a sudden change.

 Lu Zong opened his eyes.

It was very noisy outside. She heard Chang Jin shouting loudly, as if he was talking to the medical officer outside the door. Lin Danqing's laughter was extremely exciting. Ji Xun's voice asking her was covered up by the messy footsteps outside the door. Not very clear.

 She saw a shadow in front of her.

The young man was not as carefree and calm as in the dream. He looked at her unblinkingly, his eyes facing each other, and his eyes were frighteningly red.

She was startled for a moment, then laughed softly.

“Pei Yunying,” Lu Zhu reached out and touched his eyes, “Are you crying?”

The next moment, he leaned over and hugged her. She felt that his body was trembling, and it seemed that he was using all his strength to hold her.

Lu Zong let him hold her and said nothing, but she felt warm liquid falling into the crook of her neck, which was burning.

So she reached out her hand and hugged him gently.