He can't leave her, even one step.

Because her condition is getting worse.

There is no cure for the root of the disease brought out from the mother's womb at birth. For so many years, the family has tried every means and sought out famous doctors, but no one can save a person who is destined to leave. The breath that she still has now is hung with good medicinal materials. This medicine can make her live for a while, but it can't make her live a hundred years.

The colored clouds are easy to disperse, the colored glaze is fragile, and most beautiful things cannot be kept in order to make people remember them.

Lu Yangzhi was no longer in office. The emperor valued him. Seeing that he was like this, he sent someone to summon him once, but Lu Yangzhi did not go. He didn't dare to leave Qinghuan, he was afraid that once he turned around, she would not wake up again.

In fact, she has been in a coma for far longer than waking up. Sometimes when she opens her eyes, she can't tell who the person in front of her is. It's probably because of the poison, causing her eyes to have some problems. But being in a coma doesn't mean how comfortable she is. Sometimes she will vomit, convulsions, and have a rapid heart rhythm. The doctor stayed in Lufu, and the imperial doctor brought by the old man kept watching her.

So many people want her to survive.

The old lady and the old lady dared not cry in front of her. There was no one in their backs and they always wiped their tears secretly. The men prided themselves on being upright, but even if these hands could support a great river and mountains, they would not be able to save the fragile life of a little girl. They even posted a notice to offer a reward, if there is a person who can heal, they are willing to spend their wealth and tie up the grass for the reward.

But no one can save her. There were a lot of famous doctors who came to her. Everyone sighed and shook their heads after taking her pulse, saying that they were not good at learning, but they didn't say the four characters of Yao Shi Fu Xiao, so that the family could prepare for the funeral in advance.

It's like a flower bud on a branch in spring. The wind is scorching in the evening, and the rain is pounding, and it will wither and become muddy in an instant.

This kind of life lasted for more than half a month. On this day, Qing Huan was given the medicine in a coma, and his spirit improved a bit and he recognized people. Lu Yangzhi stood outside the crowd until she called him to beckon him.

He passed, her thin, unspeakable hands lifted up a little weakly, wrapped his arms around his neck, and whispered: "Brother, I...I want to set off the lantern again, this time...I think so. , What wish to write."

Because of the pain in her throat, she spoke very slowly and softly, almost inaudible.

"Good." Lu Yangzhi agreed to her without hesitation. "It's not dark yet. When it gets dark, I will take my daughter to set the lantern."

She laughed. The eyes on her skinny face were astonishingly big. Lu Yangzhi looked at her, her heart aching, like a knife. In fact, he had known it for a year, she was not good at all, but she was getting thinner and thinner. He changed the way to find delicious food for her, but she could not eat a few bites, and he also squeezed. I tried my best to take her to play, but she was always sick, and at that moment he understood that she stopped growing up, maybe she would never grow up again.

"The Lantern Festival is over...Where are the lanterns..." Qing Huan lay on Lu Yangzhi's shoulders, gently patting his back. She is obviously the one who is tortured by the illness, but it is also her who can comfort others. She raised her head and looked at the elders around her who loved her. They all looked at her with gentle eyes, but all with tears.

So she laughed and rubbed Lu Yangzhi's cheek. He gently let go of her with a firm expression: "There will be, and there will be as soon as it gets dark."

After speaking, he got up and left in her gaze.

Lu Zhihan immediately came up to support her, Qing Huan panting in his father's arms: "A-Nan is so happy to be Daddy's daughter."

Lu Zhihan hugged her tearful face that she didn't dare to let her see. His facial expression was distorted and his hands trembled, but his voice was steady as usual: "Daddy is also happy, and there is a baby like A-Yan. Little A-Yan. Go to bed quickly, and when you wake up, there will be lanterns to watch."

She nestled on her father's shoulder, breathing almost silently, and then slowly fell asleep.

I don't know when, probably because of the lantern, she woke up again after dark. This time she was in good spirits, and she was quite radiant. The old lady and the old lady guarded by the side. Seeing that she was awake, they asked her if she was hungry and if she wanted to eat. Qinghuan thought about it for a while and said that she wants to eat orange candy.

With a piece of orange candy, Lu Yangzhi came and took her to see the lantern. He changed into black clothes and looked even more handsome. Qing Huan was carried by him, Lu Zhihan put a thick cloak on her, and then he took her out. Before going out, Qing Huan turned her head. The elders stood at the door watching her. She smiled and said to the old man: "Grandfather, wait for me to come back and help you play chess with your grandfather. I will help you win this time."

"Okay, okay, grandfather is waiting for you to come back!" The old lady waved to her with a smile.

"After I come back, I want to eat the Fushou Crisp made by my grandmother and mung bean cake made by my grandmother.

"Let's do it, we will be able to eat it when our baby A-囡 comes back!"

It's still a bit cold, spring is coming, everything has recovered, but her life will soon be over.

Lu Yang stopped her back, and there were lanterns everywhere on the street, it was like the Lantern Festival had come again. But Qinghuan clearly saw that the uncles and cousins ​​of the National Palace were in the crowd, but they seemed to think that they were disguised very well, so she also thoughtfully pretended not to notice.

The vendor who sold their lanterns turned out to be the hawker on the Lantern Festival last year. Qinghuan picked up the pen. Now she has no strength, and the writing is crooked, so she is quite dissatisfied. But the moon tonight is very round, exactly the same as the Lantern Festival. She asked a few words first, then laughed, and even chanted a little poem: "This night in this life will not grow well. Where can I look next year for the bright moon?"

Lu Yangzhi stiffened all over: "囡囡."

"Just kidding." She laughed, lying on his back happily, but gradually there were flowers in front of her eyes. "You said, is it better for people to live longer or shorter?"

"Naturally it's better for longer."

"But, live longer, what if you are unhappy?" she continued. "Is it better to be shorter?"

Lu Yangzhi refused to answer this question.

"If you want to hold everything in your hands, then you will surely suffer bad consequences." Qing Huan took a breath, "...When it's time, let her go."

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"I knew from a very young age that one day I would die before my father and them. So from then on, I wanted them to accept this fact and don't be too sad when this day comes." She stretched out her little hand. Touch his ears. "Brother, too, this will inevitably happen, but it was enough when I was alive. The thing behind me is that I hope you don't force it."

Lu Yang stopped walking step by step without speaking.

Of course Qinghuan can make herself live a hundred years in this world, but her destiny is that she will die early. Even if he doesn't die today, there will be a day in the future to make Lu Yang unable to grasp and invisible. That's why she let everything go. If she abandons her identity and grows like this in the mortal world, she will grow into such a gentle and well-behaved girl, but at the same time, death is also the ending she must accept. Even if Ni Ya didn't act on her, she couldn't stay with Lu Yang for long.

When will he want to let go.

"In the future, my brother must be filial to my dad, grandfather and grandmother, and grandmother and grandmother. When I leave, my brother will have to do what I have to do." She counted with her fingers and then assigned homework to the students The same as Mr. "We must live a good life, eat and sleep well, be an official, take care of the elders, and take care of the younger generations... Well... My requirements are not high, right?"

Lu Yang sighed.

She laughed again. When the two reached the river, Lu Yangzhi hugged her on her lap and watched her let go. The small lantern quickly went down the river and disappeared.

Then when he got up, he heard her say: "Brother, I'm going to sleep."

"...Okay." He put her on his back again, as if stepping on the tip of a knife with every step. He heard her breathing, and the noisy street suddenly became quiet. He heard her breathing change from shallower to shallower, and then he could hear nothing. The little hands around his neck slowly loosened, and he walked on the street, surrounded by laughter and joy, but he was alone, empty and lonely, cold and hopeless.

In this way, I walked back to the Lu Mansion step by step, forgetting everything, knowing nothing, watching her being picked up, changing into a shroud, and putting it in a delicate small coffin. The stuff in his chest doesn't seem to move anymore, just watching so dumbly, there is a crying around him, he seems to be in a dream, empty, and painful, as if his soul has been torn apart. Become fragments.

People die like a lamp, no matter what they are in life, they will no longer be obsessed with them after death.

Everyone changed into white clothes, and Lu Yangzhi stood in the mourning hall. Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he ran wildly and left the Lu family.

He has been running along the river, and he seems to have ran across mountains and rivers, across wilderness and plains, across the sun, moon and stars, and ran across ninefold and three thousand. As the river rushed forward, he chased forward and kept chasing, and he would not stop even if he broke his leg.

In the end, he saw the lantern that was put into the river and went down the water by a small bridge with rare people. Lu Yangzhi jumped down. He forgot that he didn't know how to water, he just wanted to catch the lamp. He plunged into the icy river in this cold spring night, shaking his hands to take out the note.

The writing on the paper is crooked and crooked, and it is really not good-looking. Although the writing is smeared with some water, it is still legible.

The above said: I want to take the wine at four o'clock, don't teach it not to bloom in a day.