Being Expelled From My School, I Just Want To Be Free From The World

Su Zhai.

The old Su Nian was lying on the couch, her body like an oil lamp that was about to go out, slowly using up its last energy.

The eyes were sunken deeply into their sockets, losing their former brightness, like two dry wells, dim and dull.

Liu Chu took a deep breath and stood in front of Su Nian's bed, but the other party couldn't see him.

Liu Chu's face was also covered with wrinkles, like a piece of crumpled paper, filled with traces of time.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't make a sound.

His thoughts gradually drifted back to the past, thinking of himself when he was young.

Because his mother remarried, he moved from Liuhe County to Zhao County.

The mother gave birth to a younger brother, and the stepfather treated him poorly.

He thought about when his father was still alive and the girl next door named Su Nian.

One day, while he was chopping firewood at home, he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder.

"Did you have a good meal?"

When he turned around, he saw Su Nian standing behind him with a smile on his face, showing a big smile.

Her shoes were dirty. Later Liu Chu learned that in order to see him, the girl climbed a mountain to Zhao County alone.

Later, Liu Chu often ran to Liuhe County.

Later, he accidentally became the land.

It was Su Nian's turn to walk this mountain road over and over again.

The mud we have stepped on, the mountains we have climbed over, and the thousands of miles of stars that we have looked up at while breathing in the air-conditioning...

Unfortunately, in the end, he broke the promise.

Liu Chu took a deep breath and used the last power of incense to transform his phantom into shape and appear in front of Su Nian.

"Hey, did you have a good meal?"

.........

The setting sun shines on the river. As the waves tremble, the river surface, which has been turbid due to heavy rain in the past few days, shows different lights and shadows, as if countless stars in the sky have fallen into the river.

The breeze blows and the leaves rustle, as if to accompany this beautiful story.

Those obsessions and loves that have been planted in my heart for a long time have been shattered into bits and pieces with the torrent of time.

Li Xuanxiao's eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly stretched, "Let's go."

"Where is Grandpa Liu Chu?" Ah Qi asked.

"Him? He has already said goodbye." Li Xuanxiao said lightly.

"Will he come back?" Lin Daoling said.

"No, he has said goodbye to his past self."

Ah Qi lowered her head, "But...but they didn't get together in the end. Isn't it sad?"

Li Xuanxiao had a smile on his lips, "How could it be? There are so many beautiful things in this world, such as the new sunshine in the morning and the hem of clothes blown by the breeze.

The new soil in spring, the warm stove in winter, the plum blossoms on the green tiles in the deep lanes, the osmanthus outside the yard, the bonfire filled with stories, the poems filled with the moon...

Don’t forget what you once had, and cherish what you can’t get.

Don't give up what belongs to you, keep what you have lost as memories. "

.........

"Boss, how do you sell noodles?"

"If you don't want to be a boss, you're just a noodle seller on the roadside."

The noodle vendor looked up with a smile.

Winter is coming soon, and the weather is getting colder.

This early in the morning, there were few people on the street.

The young man in front of me was leading two children and a donkey. He looked like a traveler.

"How many bowls of noodles would you like?"

"Three bowls,"

After a while, the bowl of noodles in front of Li Xuanxiao was emptied.

He licked the corners of his mouth and smacked his lips with unfinished content, still savoring the aftertaste of the noodles.

At this time, the vendor had just picked out the noodles that were out of the water, before he could react.

Li Xuanxiao shouted loudly and enthusiastically: "Boss, have a bowl of noodles, add more chili peppers and green onions!"

The vendor heard the sound and skillfully placed the noodles that had just come out of the water into Li Xuanxiao's bowl.

Li Xuanxiao praised, "Good noodles."

"Where did the guest officer come from?"

"south."

"Which way are you going?"

"north."

"..."

Gradually, the hawker discovered that something was wrong. This young man was a little too good at eating.

One bowl after another, I couldn't make it in time. As soon as the water came out of my pot, the other party took away the noodles.

In this short time, more than twenty bowls of noodles were eaten.

While the hawker was happy, he was vaguely worried. Wouldn't he be beaten to death?

"Sir, please take it easy, this noodle is not like a side dish, it is made from real dough."

"Fragrant and beautiful." Li Xuanxiao continued to eat.

Ah Qi stretched out his hand and pulled the corners of his sleeves.

Li Xuanxiao lowered his head to look at her.

Ah Qi's round eyes rolled, and she stretched out her little hand in front of Li Xuanxiao. There was only fifteen cents left in it.

Originally, they had a lot of money, which came from Lin Daolingfa's second uncle's family who died at the hands of horse bandits.

As a result, I lost my money when I was in the city.

Because of this, Lin Daoling cried and made a fuss for a long time.

This is the money he keeps to beg eight wives later.

Li Xuanxiao calculated the noodles he had just eaten. The fifteen cents were definitely not enough.

"That's all? No more?"

Ah Qi shook her head, "No more, that's all."

Li Xuanxiao looked at Lin Daoling again.

Lin Daoling shook his head, "I don't have any anymore."

"You love hiding money the most." Li Xuanxiao touched the other party's pocket disbelievingly.

"Brother, I'm really lost."

Hearing these words, the hawker's heart skipped a beat, was he a freeloader?

But looking at Li Xuanxiao's appearance and attire, and looking at his temperament, he doesn't look like a freeloader.

Li Xuanxiao scratched his head, "How about... sell the donkey?"

"no!"

Lin Daoling suddenly jumped three feet high. He had raised this donkey since he was a child. How could he just sell it?

Li Xuanxiao glanced at the shops on the side of the street and suddenly had an idea, so he stood up and walked into the shop.

When the vendor saw the two children and the donkey here, he was not afraid that he would escape.

The store owner was writing an article when he saw someone coming and greeted him.

"What would you like to see, sir? An inkstone, a paperweight, or the other four treasures of the study?"

Li Xuanxiao looked around. The inkstone was carved with exquisite patterns, including landscapes, flowers and birds.

The finest paperweights are made of fine rosewood, inlaid with opal, turquoise, amber...

"Shopkeeper, bring me a piece of rice paper."

"Want a piece of rice paper?"

"Well, do you want to sell it?"

The store owner lost interest. He thought the man was well-dressed and thought he was a big seller.

So he casually pulled out a piece of rice paper and said, "Two cents."

"Thank you. Can I borrow a pen for you?"

"Convenient." The store owner is not stingy either.

Li Xuanxiao thanked him, put the two pennies on the table, took the brush and dipped it in ink. He gently held the pen holder with his fingers and felt the contact between the pen tip and the paper.