Chapter 19 part forever

The woman Hu Laizi loved the most and hated the most in his life was the same person——Ruo Meiying. In order to follow her, he did not know how much care he spent with her, and how much gold and silk he gave. However, from the beginning to the end, he never got a smile from a beauty. How many times have I personally brought gifts to the door, but in addition to being coldly received, it is still coldly received. Mei Ying is just an actress, and she only wants to play the role of princess and concubine for a long time, so she naturally has a bit of coquettishness in her character, and she is faintly arrogant.Although her family background is modest, but she is used to passing through the halls of a high-ranking family, and she really doesn't pay attention to the ordinary love, what kind of luxury has she never seen?

So with a push and a scatter, he threw all the gift boxes out of the door, and when he was done, he sent his servants to reward him with a few chariot money. Cripple Hu is considered a prominent figure after all, and he doesn't have a big heart. How can he endure such ridicule?With resentment, he made thousands of oaths in his heart: In this life, if he doesn't teach Ruo Meiying to die by his own hands, he will be a ghost and he will not be reconciled. Therefore, he followed Ruo Meiying and monitored Zhang Chaotian, trying to murder the two of them.When he found out that the two had a secret appointment to get married underground at the Xinglong Hotel, he wrote an anonymous letter, informing the secret agents to lie in wait outside the hotel door, capture Zhang Chaotian who came to the appointment, and forcibly broke up the mandarin ducks.

Originally it was just a false accusation, but unexpectedly, Zhang Chaotian was an underground party, and thus exposed, he was imprisoned for a whole year and suffered all kinds of torture. And Ruo Meiying married Commander He that night and left for Guangdong. Cripple Hu has no idea. Although he took revenge on Zhang Chaotian, he still lost Ruomeiying.With this hatred in my heart, I think day and night how I can play Ruo Meiying in the palm of my hand one day like I killed the snow-colored cat back then. A feud that lasted for a full twenty years finally made him fulfill his wish in extraordinary years.

If Meiying died miserably, it was more than a thousand cuts. It was exactly what he wanted, more satisfying than he had hoped for. But since then, he has suffered from heart palpitations.How could such a stunning woman with peerless beauty die so tragically by his hands, how could she bear it in this life? No matter how ruthless he is, he is still a person after all, and he has to take another person's life seriously. Cripple Hu is not repenting, but discouraged. There is no love or hatred in the world that can be put on my heart. What you want most has already been obtained, and what you most want to get revenge has been revenged. There is no point in doing anything else, and one more day of living is a waste.

But he still struggled to live until he was ninety years old. Live as a photo. Could it be that you are waiting for retribution? The son died, the grandson became lame, and the fate of the Hu family seemed to be cursed by fate and could not be healthy. Perhaps as early as the day when Ruo Meiying fell from the building, he had already foreseen such a result, and, besides, he was waiting for this day to come? Cripple dies silently at dawn.An old poster of Mei Ying was tightly clutched in his hand. No one knows what he thought before he died.But he must be satisfied, because there is a smile on his lips.

But the forensic doctor said that people who are usually scared to death also have this strange smile on their faces. Before Hu Zizi died, he left a suicide note, and the envelope read: Shui Xiaowan personally signed it. Everyone didn't understand why, they just watched Xiaowan unseal. I thought it would be a lengthy letter, but there were only six words in it: I informed and he was arrested. When Xiaowan saw it at a glance, she was as dumb as five thunderbolts. For a moment, the whole truth was known. I tipped off and he was arrested. ——This is the final answer. It turned out that Zhang Chaotian hadn't betrayed his heart, it turned out that he was just a villain, and it turned out that the separation of the couple was due to a conspiracy, a misunderstanding, and a political incident.

Half of his life was rough, and his whole life was sad, all because of six words: I told the truth, and he was arrested. How worthless! The suicide note in Xiao Wan's hand fell down. Someone picked it up, looked at it suspiciously, with a puzzled face, and handed it to the next one. Everyone is whispering: I snitch, he's under arrest.What does it mean?What kind of suicide note is this?And why did you give it to Shui Xiaowan, an irrelevant little girl? But Xiaowan couldn't hear these discussions, her mind was buzzing, and her heart was crying for Ruomeiying. Zhang Chaotian's wife said: "My husband told me that before liberation, he was reported as an informant, and he was imprisoned suddenly, and was not released until after liberation. I checked and checked, but I didn't find out how to expose my identity. "

Turns out, the answer is here: I whistled and he got arrested. It was basically a false accusation by mistake, but where to find the root cause? In this way, Zhang Chaotian and Ruomeiying missed their date on July 13th, and missed the present life of loving and remembering each other. Secret covenants, framing, conspiracy, separation, erroneous circumstances... Just like this, love and hate are fused together, and they burn all their efforts until they are extinguished. Xiao Wan turned and walked out of the crowd, and walked towards the silent cemetery for another appointment—the last appointment between man and ghost.

The star hasn't lit up yet, but the moon has impatiently left a shadow of itself on the horizon—maybe, it's just the soul of the moon? Xiao Wan hurriedly walked between the tombstones, between the undead and the undead.She finally found the answer for Meiying. Mei Ying's life turned out to be a misunderstanding. God's will tricks people.Who is cheating again? Mei Ying said that today, she will bid farewell to her, and she also said that A Tao will also come.A Tao...Xiao Wan felt a sharp pain in her heart. A Tao died on the way to the subway station for her date. Another failed appointment.

My own destiny is so closely related to Meiying's, and it coincides with the shadows.If, if it weren't for A Tao who had been secretly protecting himself, who knew what kind of fate he would lead to?Perhaps, he jumped under the Great Wall on that rainy evening, and became a ghost from then on, just like Mei Ying, weeping all day long in the wind and rain.Even if she is alive, she still holds a grudge in her heart, just like a resentful woman. It was Atao who kept him and comforted him.However, now he is leaving himself, he is leaving! Death is the only unavoidable thing, even if she can keep his soul for a short time, she can't stay together after all.

Xiao Wan ran up and tripped while going up the steps. Looking up, she saw dead roses everywhere. This is the cemetery in the dream, right?The grass is luxuriant, the tomb is silent, and occasionally one or two birdsong can be heard in the forest, and a black cat with its tail upright runs silently through the forest of steles. In front of the cold white stone stele, there are corpses of various flowers, which have withered. , rust-colored, with a rotten smell. However, in the depths of the cemetery, there are gongs and drums, ribbons fluttering, Sheng, Dan, Jing, Mo, Chou, all civil and military, silk, bamboo, string, pipe, erhu, the entire troupe is here, top-notch The children's characters are all here, they are all gathered together, singing and dancing, what is more like a dream than opera, closer to the truth of death? The old-style Beijing opera emphasizes "no sound, no song, no step, no dance".Anything: water sleeves, long silk, swords, lupines... In their hands, they are all dancing birds, flying lightly. Not only are there actors, actors, musicians, and troupe masters on the stage, but there are also audiences in the audience. There are countless men, women, old and young, bustling and coming and going. Tundi embraced him, opened his arms, and had a thousand words to confess to the only psychic. Who would die truly contented?Who doesn't have a wish or two left unfulfilled?It's just that the deadline has come, and no matter how unwilling it is, I have to give up.But today—today they finally found a man with a letter. Xiao Wan is not without fear, there are so many ghosts, each of them can take away her already weak soul with one breath.She refused in vain: "No, don't look for me, don't block me! I want to look for Meiying!" Her hands passed through those overlapping "bodies", the tentacles were cool, without any texture, but chilled.She was more and more alarmed—as she moved freely through those "bodies," they moved freely through her.Her body has become a medium for ghosts to lodge, free to come in and out, and breath-related. No wonder Ruo Meiying said that she is like walking on a pontoon bridge, if she is not careful, she will fall into the abyss - it turns out that she herself is that bridge. Thinking of Mei Ying, she saw it. Mei Ying was completely naked, standing in front of Zhang Chaotian's tomb.Zhang Chaotian and Ruo Meiying, they cannot share the same quilt in life, they cannot share the same acupuncture point in death, and they cannot even swim together in soul.The only encounter is the fate between a ghost and a monument. Mei Ying caressed the photo of Zhang Chaotian embedded in the middle of the marble pedestal, touching it one after another with a peaceful expression. "Chaotian, why didn't you tell me the truth? Why would you rather let me hate you and kill you than tell the answer? Why?" "Because he wants to be with you after death." Xiao Wan suddenly answered. She didn't know why she was so penetrating for a moment, and could clearly guess the true meaning of love. Is it because her heart was full of love, or Zhang Chaotian's ghost used her aura to communicate with Meiying?At this moment, she understood Zhang Chaotian's mind better than anyone else, his last thoughts before death. "He doesn't tell you the truth because he is afraid that if you make a wish, your soul will disappear. He would rather you hate him than keep your soul alive, and he is willing to die in exchange for an immortal soul to accompany you underground." "But, but I can't go back to the ground anymore. The sky and the earth are so big that there is no place for me. I'm going to disappear forever. To the sky, I really want to see you, I really want to see you, tell you, I Now I understand, I shouldn't hate you, I shouldn't hate anyone, Xiao Wan is right, if you really love someone, you will never hate him, Chaotian, I love you, I love you..." Meiying hugged the stone tablet, weeping and talking, then she lowered her head and kissed the cold photo lightly. The kiss of death is the ultimate beauty. At that moment, Xiaowan saw the joy and pain of life. It turns out that this is love. A tear dripped from Mei Ying's eyes, and flowed silently across her crystal clear cheeks. Xiao Wan lowered her head and looked at the direction of the tear in astonishment. Ghost, are there tears too? She seemed to hear the sound of tears falling into pieces clearly, like fireworks blooming and spring thunder suddenly rising, so loud and peaceful. Those are the tears of death. "Mei Ying," she whispered, and took a step forward, but the forest of steles was silent, where was Mei Ying's shadow? Xiao Wan ran up and shouted desperately: "Mei Ying, Mei Ying, wait, I have to ask you something..." "Xiao Wan." A voice sounded from behind. Xiao Wan staggered, turned her head quickly, and saw Atao standing behind him, still holding his old guitar in his hand. There is a wind blowing, blowing the rose branches, making small sounds and aromas.Atao stood among the dead roses with his guitar, like a statue of Apollo.Does the guitar have a soul? "A Tao!" Xiao Wan exclaimed in surprise, and rushed forward. However, Atao backed away sadly: "Xiao Wan, take care. I know what you're going to ask, I love you, really, for the rest of my life, until death." "A Tao..." Xiao Wan knelt down, hugging the stele, just like what Mei Ying did just now, the photo on the stele was not the young Atao, the handsome Atao.The date of birth and death is written under the photo. When he died, he was only 21 years old. "A Tao, don't go, don't leave me." A Tao's eyes became more and more miserable, full of resentment and reluctance: "Xiao Wan, I don't want to part with you either. That day, I rushed to meet you, and I rushed too fast, and there was a car accident... If everything can be done again... Come on, I will cross the road very carefully, watch the car very carefully, and I will never miss the appointment and let you wait for me for nothing..." "A Tao..." Xiao Wan cried bitterly, "I would rather wait for you, wait for you for the rest of my life, I just beg you not to leave." A Tao shook his head: "I don't want to leave either. I remember that when I died, I only had one thought, which was that you were still waiting for me at the subway station. Seeing you, I can't say anything, I can't bear to tell the truth to make you sad, so I have to lie to you that I'm going to Shanghai, I hope you can forget me. But I can't forget you, I didn't love you once, I didn't do it for you I am not reconciled to what you do. Therefore, I have been staying in the world, quietly accompanying you, hoping to help you do something, but unfortunately I can't help you..." "No, Atao, you have helped me a lot." Xiaowan cried, holding the stone tablet tightly, as if she could hold Atao tightly in this way, "It is your love that encourages me and comforts me. Without you , I jumped off the Great Wall and died a long time ago..." "Xiaowan, promise me that you will never hurt yourself like this again. Xiaowan, I really miss you, but I must bid you farewell and I can no longer be with you. On the Great Wall that day, you were about to commit suicide, and I broke through Meeting you in the yin and yang world has already violated the taboo of heaven and earth, and it has also hurt your vitality. Therefore, I must go. In the future, you will be like normal people, you will never see us again, and you will not be able to communicate with us again. The ghost communicates, but the body will be healthy again, Xiao Wan, I would like to see you healthy and healthy, you promised me that you will be fine..." "No! No!" Xiaowan shook her head, loosened her hair, and yelled frantically, "A Tao, don't leave me, take me away. I don't care whether you live or die, human or ghost, I only want you Stay with me. Don't leave me! Love me again!" Tears flowed down Xiao Wan's face, and A Tao looked at her sadly, heartbroken.But I still can't help my image getting weaker and weaker, gradually disappearing into the depths of the cemetery lined with stone monuments. It turns out that the hardest sacrifice in love is not sacrifice, but giving up. But Shui Xiaowan is willing not to make such a sacrifice, she just wants to be with A Tao, love one more day, love one more time! "A Tao..." Xiao Wan chased after him, and vaguely saw a formation of ghosts and ghosts, rushing past, but A Tao could not be seen among the ghosts. In the depths of the forest, there is a singing voice flowing slowly: "Love for you is a dead rose. It doesn't matter whether it blooms or withers. My heart no longer sheds tears, and the memories in the wind have turned to ashes..." A tear fell on the heart of the rose, and all of a sudden, all the dead roses bloomed, it was not a rose, it was love. Started writing on the 14th Ghost Festival of the seventh month of the lunar calendar in 2002 The draft was completed at midnight on Halloween, October 31, 2002 Revised in Xi'an Chrysanthemum Garden on March 8, Women's Day in the Gregorian Calendar, 2006