Liu Erfanwai (42)

There is already a hint of enthusiasm in the days of May. In August 1st, the text network? W=W≤W≈. 81ZW. COM can be in the room of Jiang Yijun, but still has a charcoal fire.

The half-dark blue plaque will cover the face, and the sky blue brocade covers most of the body.

"Cough..." This month, Jiang Yijun coughed constantly, and the people who took care of him were unable to sleep all night and all night. Liu, has been so thin that his eyes are recessed.

"Vool..." After the thing that stalked in the throat spit out, Jiang Yijun felt a lot more comfortable.

Liu looked at the blood on the ground and his face changed. However, in an instant she returned to her original position and turned her head and gently gave Jiang Yijun a back.

"Do you want to drink saliva?" Although Jiang Yijun is not good, it is also the pillar of her and her children. If it is gone, what can be done after leaving their orphans and widows.

Jiang Yijun stretched out his skinny hands and took the cup. After drinking two, he lay back on the bed again.

The doctor soon came over and gave Jiang Yijun a diagnosis. The color of the back was somewhat dignified.

"Xue Dafu, can I not do it?" Seeing Xue Dafu shaking his head and denying it, Jiang Yijun looked indifferently: "My own body is clear about myself, and it should not last long. Xue Dafu, how many days do you tell me? I have to arrange things behind me."

Xue Dafu hesitated and said: "At most one month." Jiang Yijun has already dried up the oil, and now he is completely using drugs. One month is already the most optimistic estimate. According to Jiang Yijun's current physical condition, I am afraid that it will be a few days.

The parents of the doctors, as the doctor of Jiang Yijun, he is also very sad. Such a talented person would have to go early, it is really a talent.

From small to large, he took medicine as if he had eaten with others. In order to live a lot of things, he can only see and can not eat. In the past few years, in order to survive, he really worked hard.

When he heard the words of Xue Dafu, Jiang Yijun showed a smile: "Alright." For him, death is not terrible, because death means freedom.

When I heard Jiang Yijun, there was not much time, and I didn’t believe it at all. Holding Jiang Yijun’s hand, Yan’s firm said: “A Jun, don’t trust them. How many people said that you didn’t live and said that you can live less than 30 years old. But now, you are not living the same well. ""

It’s not good for Jiang Yizheng to be born from a young age. Many people say that he can’t live. As long as he was three years old, the doctor still said that he could not live ten years old. After the age of ten, the doctors said that he could not live thirty years old. Today, the son is already thirty-two. It’s so hard to come over in front, and I’m firmly convinced that this time my son can spend the same.

Jiang Yijun just wanted to talk, and couldn't help but cough up. In the spit, blood is drawn.

Looking at the red dot on the face, he looked at Jiang Yijun’s hand and said: "Jun, you must hold on. Jun, you have to have three long and two short, what do you want to do? How do you let the athletes? do?"

Jiang Yijun and Liu had a son. When he knew that Liu was pregnant, he gave him the name of a child. Whether it is a man or a woman, Jiang Yijun hopes that the child has a healthy and strong body. Fortunately, Jiang Yijun’s expectations have not failed. The child is in good health. There is no difference between them and their peers.

This is so, Jiang Yijun still dare not want more children. In case of regeneration, the child can do what he is as sick as he is.

Jiang Yijun’s eyes are also sour: “Mother, the baby is tired. Mother, the child can’t keep going.” For him, living is equal to suffering. He is not able to give up his old mother and his wife and children, but he really can't hold it.

He couldn’t hold it anymore, and the tears fell.

After the sadness, Yu regained his calm: "Jun, there is something that the mother has been screaming and not telling you."

"what's up?"

"The second princess came to Jiangnan, and now lives in Jinling. This time, they must stay in Jinling for at least three years. Juner, you will get better soon, when the mother will take you to see her." As long as Jiang Yijun can live , she is willing to do anything.

Jiang Yijun fell into the memory, and after a long time, he returned to the gods and said: "No need." Missed is to miss, and then meet again, that person is not in the memory. Why bother, why bother see you again.

Yu’s temptation to see Liu’s big temptation also irritated Jiang Yijun’s desire for survival. She knew that this time she really couldn't keep her son.

The son struggled to survive, she was distressed. The son is leaving, she is even more painful. But this day, after all, it is coming.

Although grief, but I don't want Jiang Yijun to take care of it: "Juner, you can rest assured that when you leave, your mother will go with your athletes to reunite with you." The son is weak and can't walk, but there is no way. . The grandson is in good health and will definitely go to the career in the future. If you want to be a talent, you must have someone to teach, and this person is not a husband.

Jiang Hongfu actually values ​​the grandson of the athlete, but Jiang Yijun is too poor to travel long distances. Therefore, he has not seen this grandson until now.

Jiang Yijun’s heart was slightly loose, and he said with a smile: “Okay.”

After ten days, Jiang Yijun died. According to Jiang Yijun’s request before his death, his funeral was all simple. Except for the close relatives and Jiang Yijun’s friends, no one else noticed.

Jiang Yijun is the first talent in Jiangnan. Whether he wrote poetry or paintings, he was sought after as soon as he came out. Of course, he is said to be proficient in the temperament, especially the flute is particularly good. Unfortunately, almost no one has heard his flute.

Therefore, even his funeral is very simple. The news of his death was still passed out quickly.

Two days later, Feng Zhixi also heard the news that Jiang Yijun died of illness: "Is it sick?"

The subordinate nodded and said: "Well, the illness has passed away, and it is true." Such a big talent is gone in the early thirties. It is a pity to think about it.

Listening to the regrets in this person's speech, Feng Zhixi was a little annoyed and waved his hand to let people go.

Jiang Yijun is a great talent, and this aspect is what Xiao Zhixi lacks. Therefore, six years ago, he knew that Jiang Yijun was very upset when he was ignorant of Liu Er. However, as they returned to Beijing, they forgot to go out of the clouds.

Unfortunately, I had a drink with a subordinate who had spent a few days in the camp.

The man drank too much, and said with a big mouth that he had seen Liu Er and Jiang Yijun in a tea house before and after entering the box. The two chatted for a long time in the box, and then Liu Ye went out for a long time, Jiang Yijun was sick and was carried home.

At the beginning, Liu Er said that she did not say anything with Jiang Yijun, but she did not feel tempted. Feng Zhixi believed. But this colleague’s words made him doubt. Did the two have had a period of time, because Jiang Yijun was not in good health and did not agree, so the two talents did not.

In the past, Liu Er wrote a piece of music or a word for painting. He didn't understand it and didn't put it in his heart. It can be guessed that Liu Er had a period with Jiang Yijun, and he was concerned.

I did not expect that he had not asked Liu Liu about this, and Jiang Yijun actually died.

The most pillow-sleeping person, Liu Er will soon feel that Feng Zhixi is in a bad mood: "What's wrong? The errands are not smooth?" The plaque sent from Qihao is hung on the door of the female school, and the ghosts and ghosts are on the scene. Missed. Those who marry her have also become shrinking. Today, the days of Liu Er have been extremely smooth.

Feng Zhixi shook his head: "Everything is fine. I am tired, sleep!"

Liuer is inexplicable. However, seeing Feng Zhixi did not say, she did not continue to ask.

If Liu Er knows that Jiang Yijun is dying, he will definitely be very upset. When he thought that Liu Er was sad for other men, he was too annoyed. The more you think about it, the more uncomfortable it is, turning over and over in bed.

Liu Er originally planned to let Qiuyue ask the big river tomorrow to see what Feng Zhixi encountered. Seeing him like this, and not waiting for tomorrow, he pushed him and said: "What is going on, it makes you feel like this."

Feng Zhixi couldn't help it anymore. He turned around and asked Liu: "If Jiang Yijun is healthy, would you marry him?" The thought was in his mind, and he could not calm down.

Liu Er reacted to the meaning of this, and said: "What crazy is your end?"

"Liu, Jiang Yijun is dead."

Liu Er was somewhat surprised, but he quickly recovered his calmness and sighed and said: "He is not in good health. The doctor said that he is not 30 years old."

"How do you know this?" Whether it is a man or a woman, people become sensitive once they become suspicious.

Liu Er said with no anger: "Of course my mother told me, do you still think that I sent someone to inquire about him?"

After that, Liu Er was annoyed: "What is Jiang Yijun's health and I will marry him. What do you mean by this, can you explain it to me?"

Feng Zhixi didn't feel sad when he saw Liuer. He felt that he was thinking too much: "I feel that I don't understand anything about a big old man, and I don't deserve it. It is Jiang Yijun's talent, and it is especially suitable for you. If he is in good health, Taishang and the Queen will definitely marry him."

Liu Er is so angry and funny. She thought that something had happened. I didn’t expect Feng Zhixi to overturn the vinegar jar.

Thinking about it, Liu Er said: "Do you think I am matching my mother?"

"Nature is a perfect match."

Liu Er smiled and said: "I didn't have a few inks in my stomach, and my mother not only read the poems, books, and calligraphy, but I can still be involved. Not only that, but I still have five big three-headed bears, my mother. The time is beautiful. Many people say that my mother is married to me, that is, a flower is inserted in the cow dung." This is what the whole woman said with Liu.

Feng Zhixi did not dare to accept this.

Liu Er said: "My mother said that it doesn't match the look and feel, but to look at the two people's temperament. Like my mother and sister, whether it is talent or appearance, but their temper is just complementary. So, they only I will be so happy."

Feng Zhixi heard this for the first time: "Would you like to be happy after marrying me?"

"You are not nonsense. I don't think you are good, I feel unhappy, I am doing what I am going to Fujian with a thousand miles. Going to Fujian, it almost took me half a life. I have never been so long. The sin." After that, Liu Er asked very skeptically: "Is Liu Liu running to you in front of you? I told you that you can leave her way, she must know Jiang Yijun. The mind is unbalanced, so I want to leave our husband and wife." If it is true that Liu is doing it, she will not be able to spare this woman.

Feng Zhixi smiled and said: "No one chews the snake in front of me."

Liuer is dubious.