Chapter 8 Chapter Seven Like a Dog

Feng Mengyu is like a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy, and there is another person who is also like a dog: Liu Haizhu.He is a bereaved dog on a barren hill, in fear all day long. Liu Haizhu was with Er Dongzi's master every day, and he couldn't feel any hope of life or life from this old man who was waiting to die here.Although they get along very well, there is very little communication.During the period, Er Dongzi once sent Liu Haizhu and the old man a set of chess, but the two of them never played much at all. When two people are together, it is inevitable that they will influence each other.The old man lives only to complete the tasks of his life. In his eyes, he only sees the setting sun, dead flowers, dead trees, and the two graves behind the house.Perhaps, he also very much wants to build a new grave as soon as possible, bury his withered and mutilated body in it, bury his unique skills in it, bury his shocking history of blood and tears in it, and finally, bury his own All the sins of life are buried in it.

Liu Haizhu and the old man didn't talk much, but Liu Haizhu became as desperate as the old man during this month.There are also sunflowers on the barren hills, and morning glories blooming on the barren hills, but Liu Haizhu is never in the mood to see them.He sat withered on the barren hill, often in a daze for a whole day.From the sunset to the mountain, stay until the sky is full of stars, and then from the sky full of stars, stay until the sun rises. Where is the hope for Liu Haizhu to continue to live?In the city, he was charged with neither light nor serious crimes.In the city, the girl named Zhou Meng was destined to leave him.Perhaps, his relatives who are still in the city are the only reason for him to live.Thinking of his father with a strong personality and his sister who is gentle and kind, Liu Haizhu's two thin lips would occasionally smile.But this smile is also fleeting, because the relatives who care about him the most must be anxious about his fault and disappearance.On this barren mountain, Liu Haizhu couldn't see any hope.Could it be that I am going to die with this barren mountain like Er Dongzi's master?

On a star-less night for a month, Liu Haizhu finally couldn't bear it anymore and knocked on the door of the old man's room. The old man didn't seem to sleep all night. He wiped his matches and lit the mung bean-sized kerosene lamp. The kerosene lamp was on, and Liu Haizhu could only see a pair of cloudy eyes.But this pair of cloudy eyes seemed to have a little light that night under the mung bean-sized flame of the kerosene lamp. "Zhuzi, you can't stay any longer." "That's not true, I just feel bored." "Hehe, you just can't stay any longer, I understand." The old man actually smiled rarely.

"..." Liu Haizhu was silent. "Young man, it's not easy to stay with me for a full month like you." "I'm actually... still willing to stay here with you..." "Well, this month, I have seen your character, you are a good boy. Have you decided where to go?" The old man's eyes, which could no longer distinguish between black and white, seemed to be able to read everyone's thoughts. "Not sure. I want to go home first...and then, then..." "Well, what then?" The old man stared at Liu Haizhu. "Then...the world is so big, where can't I go!"

"You are so right. The world is so big that you can't go anywhere. However, because the world is so big, you don't know where to go, right? When I was young, I felt the same as you when I was young. , Everywhere is my home. When I get old, I understand that although the world is big, there may be only one home. There may be only one road.” "right……" The old man lit the pipe and pot, and took two puffs: "Or, shall I show you the way?" "I listen to you, I will go wherever you tell me to go." "More than ten years ago, in this hut, there was a young man who was about your age and said the same thing as you."

"Is there anyone else here besides me and Er Dongzi?" "Yes, there is another one. He came here more than 10 years ago, and he never came back. His temper is not as good as yours. He only stayed with me for three weeks, and he couldn't bear it anymore." "Where did he go?" "Follow the path I pointed." "Then where do you want me to go?" "On the same road as him." "..." Liu Haizhu was silent, staring blankly at the mysterious old man in front of him. "He is living a very good life now. You can live just as well in the past."

"..." Liu Haizhu remained silent. "Wait, wait for Er Dongzi to come again and let him lead you the way." Three days later, Er Dongzi came. "Er Dongzi, take a pen and write the letter for me," the old man said. "To whom?" "Old Wei." "Master, you haven't written to him for three or four years. We haven't contacted him for ten years. Is he... still alive?" "Alive." "How do you know he's alive?" "I'm not dead, how can he die. Bring paper, I said, you write." Listening to the conversation between the master and apprentice, Liu Haizhu was completely confused.

Er Dongzi pulled a scrap of straw paper and started writing.