Cover The Sky With One Hand, Beat The Ground With The Other

At dusk, the river is like a mirror.

Lifting his eyes into the eyes, the world was shrouded in this faint twilight.

I lay on the canoe, letting the river wind drift without controlling the oars, listening to the late singing of fishermen's songs.

I don't know where Song Langsheng can go when he leaves the princess mansion, and I don't know where and what he is doing right now.

On that day, I thought that after he left, I would stay in the house facing the empty house and heal my heartache for three or five years. That is really a dark future.

After returning to the house, thinking about it all night, leaving a letter from his father, saying that he wanted to broaden his knowledge, Tianmengmengliang slipped out of the city gate and rode a fast horse all the way south.

Fortunately, during this journey, I saw green shadows and green cliffs, flowers like brocades, and encountered many people and things. The initial depression gradually dissipated the vast world. Looking back on the past, from time to time there is a kind of clear-minded and open-minded... illusion.

Ok. In fact, in the early morning, I was still feeling the wonderful meaning of taking a step back, and turned around and fought for a long time with a young couple on the riverside to grab a rare fish.

The so-called step back to broaden the sky is naturally a step back to others and broaden one's own sky.

However, the young couple are local villagers, and the more important thing is that a male costume made me lose the priority of women, so the fish was still grabbed by others.

The fisherman gave me two herrings a little apologetically. Although he was a little unwilling, I still accepted the love because the fisherman was young and harmless and asked Ying to roast the fish himself.

It was night, I was sitting in front of the fire on the shore, enjoying the moonlit night of Chunjiang while eating wine and fish, sitting beside me was not a handsome horseman but a village fisherman. This scene was full of loneliness and sadness.

The young fisherman suddenly said, "Will the little brother drink too much?"

I ignored him lazily, but listened to him again: "Drinking hurts my body."

I said: "You, a young couple who buy fish also help, and strangers also drink alcohol. It's really a lot of nosy."

The young fisherman looked at me a little embarrassedly, and I said sullenly, "Not to mention that some people are so stupid that they don’t do the business of buying a fish for a coin. I was originally the one who took the lead. The little lady changed her mouth when she was pregnant. Why was it that kindness was overwhelming..."

I vaguely heard someone on the river bank shouting "Song Langsheng...", I was shocked and suddenly stood up and looked at it. It was just a girl rushing to the boy, calling "Song Lang".

I sat back down and continued to drink, staring at the fire of grilled fish in a daze, the rising smoke was full of Song Langsheng's figure.

The young fisherman beside him pulled me out again and said, "I'm so close to the fire, it makes the smoke cry."

I wiped away the tears rolling in my eye sockets with my hands: "I was crying, not for smoke."

The young fisherman was completely stunned. Obviously he had never thought that a big man would say "I'm crying" to another big man when he was drunk. He stammered: "Cry... the man has tears, don't you flick, you …"

I simply tore off my beard, untied my hair band, and let my black hair scatter in the wind: "Can I have tears now?"

I think I was really drunk that night, so that I can't remember what happened afterwards, when I returned to the inn, and how I returned.

It's just that when I regained consciousness, I felt the creak of the bed and the shock of my body that didn't listen to my orders. Open your eyes, everything is irretrievable.

Oh, maybe the above sentence is ambiguous, but I mean...

earthquake.

The hangover made me slow, and the wall of the house collapsed in a blink of an eye, and I couldn't avoid it. The falling beam and pillar broke my leg, and the sharp pain accompanied by the sound of broken bones scared my mind.

In the palace, I often hear hundreds of officials talk about natural disasters, and those in the upper ranks have always struggled with their minds and wits, until this time... he felt powerless.

On the brink of life and death, my mind blew through many people, the eldest brother who had gone away from the father and the queen, the prince brother and the younger brother, and... No, he is no longer my husband. I don't know where to escape to the end of the world at this moment. I will die soon. If he knows, will he be sad for me?

At the very moment, a person suddenly rushed in from outside the door and kicked off the pillar that was on my lap. He carried me and jumped directly out of the window. The moment I landed, I looked back and saw the building that collapsed into ruins in an instant until the world recovered. There is a dead silence, and the fear in my heart has not been calmed for a long time.

The pain in my leg made me cry. I endured it and raised my head. Only then did I see the person who saved me from the crisis. It was the young fisherman who drank with me last night. I looked at him suspiciously. I wonder why this guy who met by the water gave up his life to save me. It was just that I hadn't asked the question, and my consciousness gradually withdrew. I said, "Save the people to the end, send the Buddha to the West Herring brother" before fainting at ease.

Unexpectedly, the coma lasted for three days and three nights. When she woke up, she opened her eyes. The first person who brought her eyes was a middle-aged woman. She looked at me with a plain, arrogant expression and said, "If you don’t wake up again, you will live Can't wake up."

Later, I learned that this woman was called Lin Danqing, and the people in the town called her Qinggu.

A few years ago, I came from Linchuan Yaowanggu. I have the medical skills to bring back to life. However, the medical ethics is not good. Even if the seeker is dying of illness and died in front of her house, it would be wishful thinking if there is not enough silver to ask for a doctor.

I wonder, let alone the princess Yujian, the silver pieces I carried are buried under the ground together. How can such a profit-only aunt let me ask for a consultation in her estate?

The green aunt didn't answer, but just said that you should thank that little brother. If it weren't for him to send it in time, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep this leg.

It's him?

When Brother Herring entered the house, his worried face was a little relieved. He sat down to comfort me and said how good my aunt’s medical skills are. Within a hundred days, I should be able to get out of bed and walk. I hope I don’t have to worry. Staying here every day to recuperate.

This time I really looked at him and found that he had a clear and beautiful face, and his smile was very gentle. I asked: "How did you convince Qinggu to save me?"

He shook his head and said, "I just promised her to treat me."

"Cure?"

"I was born with a strange disease. Auntie had discovered that she wanted to treat me before, but I refused. I agreed on the condition that he could heal your leg."

I calmed down and said, "The disease that can make people like Qinggu curious, I think it is not an ordinary disease."

Brother Herring smiled and said nothing, I said again: "And the reason you refused before, is it because the risk of treatment is greater than that of death?"

Brother Herring shrugged, "Since I have done it, I won't think about it anymore. Why should the girl think more about it?"

"Why?"

"Ok?"

I took a long breath and asked, "Why do you want to save me? Why do you prefer to do things you didn't want to do in order to get people to treat me? We are strangers, and we can't even talk about meeting each other."

Brother Herring was silent, his expression soft and quiet, "Can't you remember what happened that night?"

Was it the night you drank? What happened?

I tried to think back, but finally my thoughts were blank: "I remember that I was drunk, and then when I woke up it was an earthquake..."

Brother Herring was amused by my appearance: "The girl is Bingxue and smart, the reason, one day I can guess it."

He didn't want to say it, so I didn't ask, "I don't know what your name is."

"I don't have a name."

"?"

"A few months ago, someone rescued me who was in a coma on the river bank, and when I woke up, I forgot who I was."

"…I see…"

So, I don't know what to reply.

I reluctantly gave him a smile, and he left to do his business. I lay back on the bed alone, looking at the ceiling, and then from time to time, I thought back and forth that it was actually a difficult time for me.

I was living in the villages and towns in the village after the disaster. I slept on a hard board and felt pain. The broken leg often woken me up after falling asleep. When I woke up, I opened my eyes in a dark room with strange bedding. I don’t know outside the window. What kind of worm's tweet, that kind of feeling, really is the pain that I can't let go of how many times I cry.

It wasn't until that night that I realized my fragility. I thought I understood a lot of truth and saw through many calculations. I was immersed in the world of love at every turn. So, thinking that he has been wronged so much for the husband, I have already blamed him thousands of times. So when I learned that he was going to poison me, I really thought about dying, but I don’t understand. I’m not even afraid of death. Why would I cry for such a little bit of flesh and blood?

In the night when thinking about tossing and turning, I occasionally hear the flute sound, I don’t know who is playing it, but the flute sound is soothing and beautiful, and I no longer feel impetuous when listening to it, and fall asleep peacefully.

The plague was rampant after the natural disaster.

I heard that several doctors sent by the government contracted the plague and died quickly without prescribing it. It can be seen that the plague was so fierce that it was beyond the reach of doctors in small towns.

Before the imperial physicians in the capital arrived, the government did not allow anyone to escape the disaster and the villages and towns that were affected by the disaster. The affected villages were sealed off. But in this way, the village was like a purgatory, with people dead and dead.

Had it not been for Brother Herring to take me out of the village to the nearby town, I was afraid that I had not been crushed to death and I would have died of illness.

Of course, there are too many people who have stepped through the threshold in front of Qinggu's door, and the official visits by the county magistrate personally turned her away.

She was busy developing medicine to cure brother herring.

My leg bones were severely broken, and I was lying on the bed all day long and couldn’t move. Auntie was very reticent. She would replace it for me personally except when it was time to change the dressing. I spent the rest of the time in the pharmacy, not knowing what to do. . As for Brother Herring, the medicine has not been refined. What should he do? When the meal comes, he will consciously bring fish and vegetables to make a few light snacks and bring me to me. Seeing that I feel bored, I remember to bring me two books. , I once teased him and said: "Seeing you being so careful and considerate, your future lady doesn't know how happy you are."

After speaking, he blushed like a persimmon, unable to say a word for a long time.

When I’m bored, I’ll guess about Brother Herring’s life experience, "I think... in the story, someone like you is usually a big demon. He was originally a violent storm and killed countless people, but then suffered heavy losses and settled in the people. Gradually, he was moved by the simple people, and then you slowly recovered. Memories, I feel guilty for what I have done, and finally became a great hero after helping more people with a single ability."

Brother Herring laughed: "Why didn't the devil's spirit kill all the people in this village?"

I said: "There are so many bad things that people live in the world. If the person who writes the story can't convey hope, what fun is there for the person who reads the story?"

Brother Herring smiled with kindness: "Since the girl thinks this way, she won't use alcohol to soothe her sorrows in the future."

I said: "You are really weird. You always call me from the girl before the girl. Don't you ever wonder who my last name and name live?"

Brother Herring turned a little awkwardly to clean up the dishes, I gave another feed, and he turned around and said calmly, "I don’t know what’s the matter with the name? Two months later, when the girl’s leg injury is healed, it’s OK. Are you leaving here?"

I froze, "So?"

Brother Herring shrugged his shoulders and smiled and said, "So, don't ask. I'm busy, so the girl can rest alive."

As soon as he walked out, Aunt Qing walked out from the door next door, holding a bowl in one hand and chopsticks in another, looking at him with a mocking look, then at me, shaking his head and saying, "Tsk tsk, just kill one. One played stupid to the end, hey, young man..."

Looking at the back of Brother Herring, thinking of Aunt Qing's words, I couldn't help sinking into thought.

After that day, I never saw Brother Herring again.

At first I thought he had delayed something, and I didn't want to just leave it like this for half a month without seeing anyone else.

I asked Qing Aunt many times, but she didn't answer me. She found an old lady to cook and clean for us, so she still buried herself in the pharmacy without leaving the house.

In the days without Brother Herring, no books to read in the day, and no flute sound to accompany dreams at night, I realized that although he is not tepid, he can easily make people feel dependent. , Quiet is very unaccustomed.

The sky is getting warmer, and the flowers and plants in Qinggu’s courtyard bloom very happily, especially the sunflowers. The breeze blows over the flowers and the warmth is in the sun, so that when the herring brother reappears, the whole person makes the flowers gleaming with gold. .

At that time I was staggering in the courtyard with crutches. He suddenly appeared like that and scared me to almost fall. When he saw this, he wanted to step forward and help him. Before paying attention, I let the stone steps fall. I froze, no Enduring haha ​​and laughed, he got up in embarrassment and couldn't help but raised his mouth.

He said that he had gone fishing for more than half a month.

The harvest was huge, and I wanted to buy deep-sea cod that I didn't buy at that time. In the next few days, I will make a full fish feast for me and my aunt.

I looked at his face and asked, "Why do you look so bad?"

Brother Herring's eyes drifted away and said, "It's seasick, just two days later."

"..." The fisherman was seasick?

Brother Herring's expression has been relieved for ten years before he sees a slight improvement. Seeing me hesitating and asking for warmth every day, he finally couldn't help saying: "I'm really all right, but I just occasionally feel the cold."

I was worried: "Now that the plague is raging, will you be infected?"

Brother Herring said: "I'm very touched by how you care about me, but..."

I interrupted: "If you are infected with the plague, don't get too close to me. I am weak and afraid of being infected..."

Brother Herring: "..."

Naturally, what I said was a joke, but brother Herring smiled reluctantly that day. I didn't ask the reason. Although we didn't know each other very well, the silence had already become our tacit understanding.

I heard the flute again that night. I lay on the bed and struggled for a long time. Finally, I got up and dressed, limped along with the sound on crutches. As expected, it was exactly what I was sitting on the stone steps under the moonlight and playing the flute quietly. Brother Herring.

He stopped when he heard the sound of crutches, and looked back at me. I moved around in motion and smiled: "Aunt Qing's medical skills are really amazing. You see, I can go for a walk in only two months. What a coincidence."

Brother Herring nodded slightly and said softly: "Yes, it's a coincidence."

I sat down beside him, took his bamboo flute and looked at it, "I still think, you played the nice flute sound during this time, eh, what kind of tune is it?"

Brother Herring smiled slightly: "I don't know, but I just picked up the flute by chance and blown it."

I played with the bamboo flute and said, "Such an inconspicuous broken flute can make you play a master-level flute. Would you say you were a musician before?"

Brother Herring was amused by me.

I went on to say, "Well, when my legs are better, I will buy you a jade flute. Maybe you can make a sound of nature and walk around the beam for three days?"

Brother Herring didn't laugh anymore this time. He raised his eyes and scanned the moon in the sky: "Tomorrow I will go out to sea again. The return date is uncertain. The girl can heal her leg injury without waiting for a month?" He looked at me. "Go home earlier, a girl's house should stop wandering around and worry about parents."

The wind was very warm and itchy and itchy across my forehead, I nodded and smiled insincerely, "Well, it shouldn't be."

Brother Herring stood up and said gently: "It's late at night, it's time to rest, I'll send you back."

He didn't say anything until he sent me back to the gate of Qinggu's house. When we were apart, I clearly saw what he wanted to say, and saw something flashing in his eyes, but it was gone before he could catch it.

I remembered what the fisherman who was fishing with the herring brother on the roadside said to me a few days ago: "He? He sold the boat long ago. How can he go out with us? Don’t say go out to sea. Yesterday I let him He helped me. Who knew he couldn't even pull the fishing net. Hey, why did it become like that in less than two months?"

Two months since he rescued me.

When re-covering the bedding, I said to myself over and over again, don't think about anything, there is no problem, just wait until the leg injury healed and the wife left peacefully.

He fell into a dream soon after closing his eyes.

It was Song Langsheng who had turned back and forth in the dream, and the woman who was drunk by the river at night.

The woman untied her hair tie with one hand, held a hip flask in one hand, and said to the fisherman who tried to prevent her from continuing to drink, "I, the person I have liked since I was a child, and the person I have liked for seven full years..." I choked up and laughed, but tears flowed down, "My husband-in-law, in the birthday feast I prepared for him, in my bowl...poisoned, it is called Wang Hun San..."

The fisherman looked at the woman in shock: "Wang Hun San?"

The woman laughed again, "Yes, you don't know what it is, I don't know, he only told me that if it is poisoned, he can leave me..."

The fisherman was dumbfounded: "One day...forget it? He...how could he be so vicious to you?"

The woman didn't hear what he said, she just shook her head and knelt down, wiping her tears pathetically. The fisherman also squatted down and said seriously: "Your husband-in-law treats you like this, maybe you can go to your parents and tell the truth, you shouldn't be so arrogant..."

The woman used her finger to draw circles in the sand on the ground: "But, but..."

"But what?"

"But I still like him..." The woman looked at the fisherman aggrievedly, "No matter how he treats me, I can't bear to hurt her... You say, would you envy him very much?"

The fisherman sighed sympathetically.

The woman also learned to sigh: "I also envy him... as beautiful as I am, a person who is as beautiful as a fairy, icy jade, clean flowers, and moonlike, can treat him so wholeheartedly and silently without complaining..."

"...You mean nothing to complain?"

"Don't interrupt! Anyway, I just envy him, do you understand?" The woman was completely drunk and waved decisively, "I also think, I also want to be liked, not because I treat him well and he treats me well. Kind, don’t always run with me, don’t always pay, you understand? I want to be liked too... I want to be liked... I have not been embraced for a long time..."

While speaking, she finally lost consciousness and plunged into the sand.

I suddenly sat up from the couch.

The sky outside the window was shining, and I woke up from a big dream.

How did Brother Herring learn that...Would you forget it every day?

I heard the aunt's steps and quickly covered the bedding and closed my eyes to pretend to sleep.

Her footsteps were very light and slow, seemingly intentional and short-lived. When she settled the door, I sat up again, put on my shoes and socks, got up on the crutches by the bed and tried to follow, but I heard the stick "tap". With a crisp sound, he couldn't help stopping his pace.

The abduction will inevitably make Qinggu notice.

I looked at my injured foot, thinking about all the abnormal state of Brother Herring since his appearance, and no longer hesitated, put the walking stick aside, gritted my teeth and endured the pain, and followed quietly all the way.

Fortunately, the journey was less than a stick of incense, and I saw Qing Gu carrying a basket into a dilapidated house.

I was supporting the big tree with one hand, and the pain in my leg bones made my teeth tremble, and even sweaty back on such a shady day. I approached the house step by step, stopped in front of the door, and looked in through the gap in the window.

I saw Brother Herring sitting at the round table facing me, Qing Gu took out something from the bamboo basket, put it down, and said in a deep voice, "Did you figure it out clearly?"

Brother Herring smiled without answering, but said: "If I die, you have to heal her leg injury. If she asks about me, you say I'm swimming away."

I felt like I was hit hard in my heart.

Qinggu’s eyes were cold and emotionless, she just said: "You don’t even know her last name or name, and she will soon forget you, I’m afraid she won’t know how much you have done for her in this life. ."

Brother Herring shook his head and said, "I don't need her to remember me, I just did what I wanted to do." After that, he opened the lid of the pot of medicine, held it up with both hands, intending to drink it all at once.

I pushed the door hard and slammed into the wall.

Ignoring their shocked eyes, I looked at Qing Aunt and asked angrily: "What did you drink for him? Why do you say it was a life of nine deaths?"

Brother Herring put down the pot of medicine and stood up: "Girl, you, how can you find here..."

Aunt Qing came to her senses a little bit, looked at me carefully, and said, "Do you even want your own legs to follow me..."

I repeat, asking each word: "I ask you, give him a drink, yes, what, is it?"

Brother Herring hurriedly moved the chair to me, "Sit down first..."

I ignored him, just looked at Qing Aunt, who looked at me funny, and replied: "Poison, mixed with many strange poisons."

I said, "Will the dignified doctor not heal people but will harm people?"

The green aunt said: "He is not sick..."

Brother Herring interrupted Aunt Qing and said: "Aunt Qing, you let me talk to her alone..."

I stared at Qing aunt tightly, and Qing aunt curled her lips and said, "He is not sick, but he was infected with a kind of poison."

"What poison is he poisoned?"

Aunt Qing looked at me with interest: "I'm afraid you have never heard of it. The poison in him is called Wang Hun San, which is poisoned into the brain. At the beginning of the poisoning, you will forget everything you have experienced in one day. Then the poison moved to the limbs and eight skeletons, and the memory was gradually restored, but it was a pity...After the poison went on two years later, the internal organs would fester and die."

For a moment, I really thought that after listening to what she said, I would collapse and collapse to the ground.

I never thought that the poison Song Langsheng gave me would be so cruel.

Brother Herring asked Qing Aunt to shut up, but Qing Aunt continued to say with disapproval: "I saw him when he was just poisoned and told him how poisonous he was. I know how to configure Wanghunsan, although I don't know the amount of poisoned person. , But for the time being, you can fight with poison with the poison of resistance, and there is still a ray of life. But at the time, this stupid boy said that life and death are all for life. He would rather live the last days without any worries, and die after recovering all the memories. I am willing to die because I am afraid of death and unclearly. I can't force it. Who would have expected a girl to come up and let him take this risk willingly."

I opened my mouth and asked, "Wang Hun San... is it really a mortal poison?"

Qinggu said: "Unless the poisoner is willing to tell how to dispense the medicine and develop a method of fighting poison with poison, like him, I only tried it with a small amount of poison before. Not only could it not suppress the toxicity, but the poison was added to it. , Made him vomit a whole bed of blood and was in a coma for more than half a month. Now this life is temporarily recovered, but..."

Brother Herring refused to let me listen, and simply took me out. I threw away his hand, looked at him, and tried to make my voice not too uncontrollable: "This is... Is this what you call going to sea?"

Brother Herring did not speak, Qing Aunt said: "Anyway, she already knows, it is better to let her understand the truth, or to continue to deceive." She looked at me and said: "His poison has begun to spread. The medicine stone is dead. I guessed the amount of poison in his body based on his symptoms last time when the poison was onset, and prepared this prescription. If he really survives and survives this level, most of the poison in the body will be eliminated, and I only need to adjust it carefully. , I will be sure to cure him the third time with the medicine."

I asked: "If you really live? How sure are you to let him survive?"

The green aunt said: "Thirty percent."

I swallowed: "How long can he live if he doesn't drink this medicine today?"

"Maybe there will be a year, maybe even longer when the memory is restored."

I looked down at my clenched knuckles turning white, not knowing what to say.

Seeing that I stopped questioning, Qing Gu stopped talking, and walked away.

Only me and Brother Herring were left in the house.

Brother Herring was worried about my leg injury from beginning to end, and he repeatedly asked me to sit down. I really sat down this time. He squatted down and lifted my trouser legs. He asked, "Does it hurt? You, how can you? So nonsense?"

I looked down at the concerned eyes of Brother Herring, and my thoughts were confused, "Just because of my leg, are you kidding your own life?"

Brother Herring raised his head, and I asked: "If you don’t tell me, you never tell me the truth from beginning to end, because that day I was told by the river that I was a husband-in-law and wanted to confess my soul to me. You are afraid of me. Knowing that this medicine can kill people, for fear that I will be sad, right?"

Brother Herring got up, pulled a chair next to me, sat down, and said softly: "Don't believe anything that you haven't personally verified. Even if it is, don't punish yourself for the fault of others."

I looked at his bloodless face, but even so, he was still smiling hard, thinking about me.

"Don't do this anymore."

Brother Herring frowned: "What?"

"Don't... don't be nice to me anymore."

Brother Herring said: "I'm not doing it for your own good. I'm doing it for myself. Didn't you just listen to Qing Aunt? I only have one year of life left, so I can only take the risk..."

"Brother Herring." I interrupted him, "I don't like you."

Brother Herring was stunned.

"I don't like you, even if you treat me like that; I like him like that, even if he treats him like that." I let out a sigh, "So, don't be nice to me, it's not worth it."

Brother Herring looked at me blankly, I turned my head away, not daring to look at him again, but suddenly heard him say: "It's worth it."

I thought I heard it wrong.

His voice was as light as a mist, but his tone was firm as a rock: "You are worth more than anyone in this world."

I slowly turned around, not knowing how to respond.

"The first time you saw a **** the river bank, you said that you also want to be liked, not because of your devotion but just pure liking." Brother Herring's eyes were shining, "At that time, that sentence, Somehow, it turned me into that kind of person."

I just felt a buzz in my head, and the wall made of thousands of bricks in my heart collapsed in an instant.

"Don't feel guilty for me, don't give anything because of me, that's not my original intention. No matter what happens after I drink the medicine, you remember, go home after the leg hurts, and when you go back, ask your husband and wife for a clear understanding. , Don’t be ashamed of the true love you have for so many years..."

I bit my lower lip hard, "What if he still hurts me and hurts me?"

Brother Herring stayed for a while, bowed his head and said: "Then you should let him go and find someone who really hurts you..."

"Being good to a person is not to indulge her thoughts and let her mind." I resolutely said: "You want to be good to me, not just to die like this and make me feel guilty for a lifetime, but to survive."

I said: "Surviving can ensure that I am going well. If someone hurts me again, protect me and do your best."

Brother Herring was stunned, his originally black eyes were filled with a faint mist, and the dark and shallow eyes seemed to be gathering. After a long time, he smiled slightly and said: "Although I know the girl is deliberately arousing me, but... "

He got up, took off the bamboo flute hanging on the wall, handed it to me, and said, "You can give me a name."

I was dumbfounded, "What?"

"If he bears you again, if you want to be difficult, come to me with this bamboo flute." He said, "I will work hard to survive. No, I will survive. I will tell everyone around here my name. , As long as you come, you can find me by asking."

The flowers outside the window are like brocades, and the breeze is scent of flowers.

Brother Herring's smile was as warm as a sun flower, and the direction that had been vague these days gradually became clear.

I took the bamboo flute.

"Xu Fang." The sunlight shines through the leaves into the light spots in the room, "Just call Xu Fang."