Chapter 206 (2/2)
Fortunately, he is an old straight man who would rather not bend. Otherwise, he would have to be bent by this evil spirit countless times?
”I'm in love with a beautiful snake and scorpion.” Situ Fei blocked his hand in front of his forehead and blocked the light outside. ”It's like drug addiction. How can I stop it?”
She was too cunning to withdraw from his world with the most perfect, most appropriate and most hurtful gesture.
Then he began to miss with his long life.
”Well Where is the sister-in-law now? ” Shen Chunjiang asked.
The movement of the young man with black hair stopped.
”In the past.”
”Ha?” Shen Chunjiang was confused and scratched his head. He felt that he could not keep up with the other party's thinking. Did he not read books for a long time recently and became stupid? Why didn't he understand a word he said?
”She was in the past.”
A thousand years ago.
In time that he could never touch.
Situ Fei stretched out his hand out of the window, as if touching something, stunned.
Shen Chunjiang just wanted to say something. Seeing this scene, he swallowed his words into his throat. I don't know why, he always feels that there is a kind of diffuse pain and sadness on the other side, tearing in the air.”Jiangzi, I miss her so much.”
Situ Fei murmured, ”I want to stay in the past, stay in the nearest place from her.”
Shen Chunjiang is still pondering the meaning of his words, but he looks out of his body, calm and self-confident, but that's how he feels afraid!
He immediately ran up and held situ Fei's waist.
”Brother, don't do anything stupid. Although I don't know what happened to you and your sister-in-law, can't you just say something? If you miss her, just call! If she doesn't answer, you can buy a ticket and fly directly to her side
Situ Fei laughed.
”Jiangzi, you don't understand.”
Some thoughts cannot be conveyed.
Shen Chunjiang didn't understand. He felt that situ Fei was strange since he woke up. His mental state seemed unstable. He comforted people, but kept it from him. He quickly invited a famous psychologist in the industry.
”I'm not sick.”
Situfei sat on the chair with his fingers crossed in front of his abdomen. He saw through the psychologist disguised as a general physician.
Accompanied by Shen Chunjiang coughed a few times, ”I know, but brother, you may be a little stressed. Talk to Dr. Xu, maybe you can relax.”
Situ Fei did not refuse his good intention, nodded, ”then you start.”
His breath is steady and long, and his eyes are clear and clean. He really doesn't look like a mental patient. The only exception is that situ Fei is too calm and indifferent. He is different from the lively and funny youth in Shen Chunjiang's memory. He seems to see through the prosperity of the world, mature and wise.
Can sleep change so much?
Moreover, in situ Fei's memory, there is a ”thousand year old girlfriend” inexplicably.
Shen Chunjiang's heart is fluffy, this brother should not be ghost upper body?
Doctor Xu lifted his glasses and said with a smile, ”master situ, I heard you had a dream. I don't know what kind of dream it is?” Before taking over, he had got a lot of information from Shen Chunjiang.
After glancing at Shen Chunjiang, situ Fei explained faintly under the other party's shaking shoulder.
Dr. Xu found the patient very difficult. He tried to hypnotize him for many times, but failed. On the contrary, he was told a lot by situ Fei. He even knew how many cats he had in his family.
Out of pity for talents, he couldn't help asking, ”does Master situ want to be a psychologist in the future?”
”I'll probably think about it.” Situ Fei took his business card and said, ”if you have time, please contact me.”
Shen Chunjiang stupidly looks at the two brothers' handshake.
No, he remembers that he invited someone to treat him. How could it be like a meeting of exchange between friends?
”Jiangzi, in this case, I hope there won't be another one.” Situ Fei opened the door and looked back at Shen Chunjiang, smiling rather than laughing, ”am I sick? Don't you know?”
”I know, I know.” Shen Chunjiang felt the chill in his back neck, and he immediately shrunk his head.
A week later, after various examinations, situ Fei could be discharged from hospital.
Shen Chunjiang, who came early, yawns and looks at situ Fei's signature on the discharge letter. His gesture of holding the pen is like writing calligraphy, the handwriting is very delicate and neat.
Shen Chunjiang rubbed his eyes and thought he was wrong.
Before Ming Dynasty, Si Tu Fei wrote like a dog. He was the main object of ridicule for his brothers.
but Shen Chunjiang soon threw the matter behind him. A group of old fellow men heard that he was out of hospital and rushed to come to give him a small party to celebrate his ”escape from death”.
In the late middle of the night, the party's highlight came on.
Situ Fei couldn't cry or laugh at the woman on the bed. She was tied up with pink ribbons, and she had a pair of big eyes of water mist. No wonder the crowd winked at him as soon as he entered the room.
He took a pair of scissors out of the drawer and untied each other.
”I'm sorry, they played too much. You can go now.”
The ribbon was thrown into the dustbin by him.
The woman hugged him and said vaguely, ”it doesn't matter. We can have a little fun...”
He loosened the button on his neck and turned his head.
”Oh, easy? I said You don't understand people? ”
The dark pupils are cold and cold.
”I don't want to kill people today.” His lips were reddish. ”So, get out of here.”
The woman's scalp was numb and almost ran away before he could finish.
Situ Fei stroked the broken hair in front of his forehead and whispered with a smile, ”compared with you, the Tao is still too shallow.”
He turned on the TV and switched to a regular program.
Perhaps it was the sequel of the journey. His preference changed dramatically. He was not interested in entertainment. Instead, he preferred some unpopular channels recording historical sites and cultural relics.
He sat askew on the bed, staring at the scissors he had just taken out, imagining the scene of blood gushing out after piercing his wrist.He's actually tired of life.
I'm tired of it. It's a long and terrible wait.
After a week in hospital, he wrote the suicide note. After his death, his body was incinerated and spilled into the sea.
Si Tu Fei side over the body, tail fingers hook up the scissors handle.
The tip of the knife points to the pale cyan blood vessels on the wrist.
He stabbed in with ease.
The blood trickled down slowly.
No hurry. He's coming.
”New progress has been made in the archaeological work of Luoyang Ancient Tombs. A painting scroll was found in a pair of main coffins. It is speculated that the woman in red on the painting should be the wife of the owner of the tomb...”
Situ Fei looked up and the picture on the screen was unfolding slowly.
She enjoyed the plum blossom in the snow and folded the flower branches lightly with her bare hands.
Looking back and smiling, I can't be more elegant.
Situ Fei clenched the blood stained scissors and stared at the screen.
”In addition to the drawing scroll, there is a bell in the coffin. It's incredible that this small bell is actually engraved with characters...”
He was in a daze.
The bell is engraved with words?
Wait for me, husband.
The moment he saw it clearly, his eyes burst into tears.
OK, I'll wait for you.
No matter when, will wait for you to come.
A month later, the scroll and bell of the tomb disappeared, which triggered a heated discussion among experts on the issue of gods and ghosts.
And the culprit slapped his ass and went to Tibet.
It was a sunny day, and the Potala Palace stood quietly under the blue dome, and pilgrims came in an endless stream.
The five color Wind Horse flag flutters in the Tibetan girl's song, and becomes a touching color in the vast snow scene.
Situfei walked in the crowd, carelessly shaking the scripture wheel.
The voice of prayer goes from far to near.
There was a pat on the shoulder from behind.
The handsome young man with dark hair turned his head impatiently.
The next moment, he froze.
”Pa --”
the golden warp cone rolled off the hand and fell into a wood carving stand.
What should he say about the first meeting in the future?
Introduce yourself?
”Well, I I'm situ Fei. The Secretary of situ, the disciple of situ... ”
His eyes were red.
”I miss it very much.”
Well, you're a long time late.
As a punishment -
this year, let's watch the snow in Tibet, OK?