Xuandong's Notes

Luo Lan leaned over and probed the young man's forehead, beaded beads of sweat wet his temples.The young man had a persistent high fever and was unconscious, but he was still breathing.Luo Lan frowned, withdrew her hand, closed her eyes and thought for a moment, then picked up the hot tea beside her, and poured it casually until the gray-yellow bottom of the bowl was exposed.He raised his long sleeves, revealing a sickly-colored arm. His fingertips ran across the lines in his palm, cutting open the flesh, and the blood beads gathered into a thin line of water, which dripped into the bowl.

He clenched his fist tightly, blood flowed profusely immediately, and quickly stored a small bowl.Luo Lan wiped off the blood, and the wound healed quickly, disappearing without a trace.He picked up the bowl, and held the young man against his shoulders, the cold ceramics pressed against the young man's lips, which were colored brightly due to the high heat, the blood poured in, and then overflowed, along the chin and across the collarbone of the throat.

Luo Lan frowned even tighter. He felt a little discouraged, so he simply raised his bowl and took a drink, pinched the young man's face, leaned over for him, and insisted that he swallow it.

A muffled thunder sounded, and Luo Lan wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth, suddenly feeling a rush of energy and blood, and her internal organs were burnt.His throat tightened, he covered his face reflexively, and spat out black blood from his palms.The way of heaven is stingy and does not tolerate anyone's disobedience.

The next day, the sky was chaotic.Lou Qianxian woke up suddenly and looked around.It was a dilapidated interior scene.In a small-sized house, the decayed doors and windows are ajar, and the sunset glow and the ever-changing birdsong slip through the gaps and leak in.His head was swollen and painful, and he stood up on his elbows, only to find that there were two orange futons under his body, but his body was naked, only a warm robe was covered.

Looking up, the owner of the robe was sitting cross-legged on a stone platform not far away, with his eyes closed, not sure whether he was dreaming or waking up.His expression was solemn, like a god and Buddha who sympathized with all living beings, but this was undoubtedly a god that was forgotten by the world.The stone platform was surrounded by broken bowls and chopsticks, and the cakes and fruits inside seemed to have rotted, densely packed insects scurried around, and the stove that received the incense was turned upside down, with its legs upside down.

The curtain hanging above the stone platform has been reduced to the attachment of spider webs, and the beams at the highest place have also collapsed, wet from the house leak, mossy and mottled, glowing with a deep green light.

Lou Qianxian closed his eyes, staring blankly at the silver bracelet on his wrist, suddenly felt a burst of suffocation like falling into an ice cave, and subconsciously bowed his body to resist.His shoulders trembled slightly, and he retracted again, pulled up the robe a little, covering his face, leaving only a hairy head outside, and blocked Luo Lan with his back.After a long while, the sleeping god and Buddha quietly opened his eyelids, his posture remained unchanged, and he took a deep look at the young man. He suddenly said, "If you feel cold, come to my side."

Lou Qianxian shuddered, his whole body was tense, and he fell into a state of high vigilance.However, in the eyes of the other party, this flinching behavior is like a lost animal cub, and it can't even arouse the other party's even the slightest playfulness.Luo Lan's reaction to his pretending to be dead was noncommittal, and the conversation stopped, as if what he said just now was nothing but a fantasy, a dream.

Such a one-sided confrontation lasted for about a cup of tea, Luo Lan turned her face away, coughed a few times, Lou Qianxian couldn't help turning her head, and the corner of her eye flashed quickly.Luo Lan wiped off the blood froth on her lips, and there was a rustling movement around her legs. When she opened her eyes, she saw the young man tremblingly climbing the stone platform. ,"I'm not……"

"Well, I'm cold." Luo Lan took advantage of the situation and picked up the boy, put it on his lap, fastened the neckline, and wrapped the boy tightly, airtight.After tidying up everything, he let him lean on his chest.In an instant, the warmth rose.Luo Lan said, "Sleep, I'm here."

The trembling slender body finally relaxed.After a long time, the boy in his arms begged softly, "I want to go home."

In the deserted temple, there is only one god and one person.The sound of wind, water, thunder, and bamboo leaves all returned to silence, as if in the endless night of silence, it seemed to be accompanied by someone's sigh and a belated promise, saying, "Okay."

Three days later, a servant hurried into the mansion, he gasped heavily, "Master Lou Qianxian is back!"

As soon as the words fell, the noisy and lively mansion suddenly fell into a strange silence.In the flustered and stunned eyes of the crowd, Uncle Qi, the old servant who has been guarding the house, walked slowly. He bent his body deliberately and carefully supported the young boy beside him. His cautious attitude was like treating a fragile luxury.

Lou Qianxian looked around, and saw dozens of unfamiliar faces looking at each other. A woman with a plump body and well-maintained skin covered the corners of her mouth with a veil and sneered contemptuously, "Old Qi, I heard that all the adults and their families were killed by fish." Stomach, don't you just grab a cat or a dog to fool us, you're dishonoring your lord's family."

Old Uncle Qi was not annoyed, he didn't even take the woman's faults to heart, under the watchful eyes of everyone, his cautious attitude in serving the young man made it clear that this man was indeed an orphan of the Lou family who survived miraculously .Lou Qianxian was sitting on the seat of the head of the family. This was not the first time he came to his father's hometown, but he never had the impression that his parents had any interaction with any of these people who claimed to be his distant relatives.

These people were men and women, some wore gold and silver, and some wore coarse clothes and linen. They all rushed forward to ask their relatives, and their concern was particularly sincere.What's more, the grief was so deep that he took out a handkerchief and wiped the water stains from the corners of his eyes.These people stayed until late at night before leaving reluctantly.

Later, a group of people who claimed to be Lou Qianxian's relatives took care of Lou Qianxian by themselves, and hired a doctor with a lot of money to take care of the immature head of the family.There was an endless stream of servants, and all of them brought precious and high-quality tonics.He harassed Lou Qianxian once in a while to make sure he was fine, and almost broke the threshold.

Such affectionate days lasted for several months.One night, the fat woman who questioned Lou Qianxian's identity at the beginning, and later claimed to be his aunt, came to her door. She had nothing to do, except for a young servant.

As soon as he entered, he assumed the posture of a hostess and summoned the servants of Lao Lou's family to serve tea and water, and arrange dinner.Waiting for everyone to be busy, pretending to be intimate with Lou Qianxian, gossiping, "I have heard that the old Lou family has a profound heritage, and there are more than ten shops in Beijing, so don't relax, let those tricky slaves take advantage of the loopholes." , the account of the delay."

In recent days, Lou Qianxian, under the guidance of Old Uncle Qi, has been busy with the affairs behind his parents, and it is at a time when he is in a state of desperation.The aunt politely mentioned a few words, but she still couldn't get to the point. Lou Qianxian was young and inexperienced, so her stern answer didn't catch the aunt's interest.After several rounds, the aunt became a little annoyed. She raised her voice and said angrily, "You have been back for several months. Could it be that the shop has never sent rent?"

Old Uncle Qi heard the sound, and finally understood what kind of wishful thinking this woman was planning.

The fat woman couldn't bear to lose face, she flicked her sleeves to prevaricate that she was not fit, and led the servants back home.Unexpectedly, the news of her behavior leaked out, and the next morning, when the sky was clear, a group of people came together, and they forced their way into the building.

The crowd was bustling and chattering, as if they were arguing about something.Seeing Lou Qianxian's figure from a distance, they rushed up one after another, wrapping him up tightly.Lou Qianxian couldn't explain it, so he said, "I'm fine, please worry about it."

At that time, the rich man with a mouse-eyed deer head pretended to be arrogant and bowed to Lou Qianxian, straightened his girdle, grinned and said, "I am very relieved to see that Young Master Lou is in good health when I come here this time. "

Suddenly, the rich man's face darkened, as if he was worried, "I have a fight with my father, and I really can't bear to hurt the young master. After thinking about it for a while, the young master Lou is still young, and it takes a lot of energy to take care of the shop and property. If you believe me Chen As a person, you can transfer part of it to Chen's name and manage it on your behalf, and when the young master Lou grows up, he will definitely return it in full."

After speaking, he bowed deeply again.The rich man's words seemed to ignite a fire starter, and the relatives who had been robbed of the conversation were not to be outdone, pushing and pushing in front of Lou Qianxian, telling one by one that they would do their best to relieve Lou Qianxian's worries.Almost all the family business of Lao Lou's family has been talked about in detail, which is clearer than the specially recorded account.

"Look, after a few months, we have ginseng, velvet antler, and Polygonum multiflorum, and they are given to the young master for free. It is too shameful to refuse such a small request." Everyone saw the building Qianxian retreated again and again, and rushed forward with a stride, grabbing his arm.She didn't know the severity of the strike, Lou Qianxian suffered from pain, but couldn't break free no matter what.

While speaking, someone actually took out the deed that had been written long ago and asked Lou Qianxian to pledge it to the office.Old Uncle Qi saw that there were many people on the other side, so he quietly sent his servants to report to the officials, while he himself supported his old body and protected the young master behind him.

"I don't want to die, I will punish you, a slave, for Lao Lou's family today!" They were righteous and fierce, never considering whether they would hurt the young master behind the old servant who was not yet ready to learn.

After finally waiting for the officers and soldiers to expel them under strict orders, the masses dispersed in a fit of indignation.Old Uncle Qi's cheeks were black and blue, and his disheveled hair had no time to take care of it. He humbly confessed to Young Master Lou and asked him if he had hurt anything.

After the person was kicked out, the official sent back and had no intention of resigning.Uncle Qi was puzzled, and the two officials looked at each other, and squeezed their fingers towards Uncle Qi, "This trip has delayed our patrol time, old man, what do you mean?" Uncle Qi blushed, and the two officials Not embarrassing him, with regret on his face, pointing his finger, and raised his chin towards the gold-rimmed vase in the corner, "Although it's not something valuable, we can just make up for it with difficulty."

Lou Qianxian suddenly realized the proud chill of falling into the water in the past.

In the twelfth lunar month, the city was closed by heavy snow.

The formerly magnificent mansion has been evacuated and all the slaves have been dispersed. Now only Lou Qianxian and Old Uncle Qi are left in the huge mansion. Uncle Qi argued several times with his relatives who are comparable to rogues, and finally he couldn't take it anymore. Bedridden.Those shops that fought so hard to protect were still nominally registered under the name of Lou Qianxian, but unfortunately after the news of his father's loss when he was young spread, the shopkeepers with ulterior motives lacked control and gradually loosened up. The matter of paying rent has long been forgotten.Even if it was delivered, it would be plundered and divided up by relatives who were not greedy enough, and there was not a single penny left.

Lou Qianxian sat alone in the courtyard, snowflakes fluttering down.There was already a thin layer of frost on his shoulders.He was playing with his mother's relics in his hands, and slowly closed his eyes, with a black cyan color under his eyelashes.As if in a snap of the fingers, and as if in eternity, the snowy world suddenly broke into a little blood red.

His plain fingertips were lightly clasping the handle of the umbrella, and his steps were very light, stepping on the snow with bare feet, but there was no trace left.Luo Lan stretched out her robe, like fluttering petals, covering the young boy's slightly slender shoulders, but unexpectedly, a phantom flashed in front of her eyes, and the handle of the umbrella flew away. He was hugged fiercely, and fell heavily into the snow , looked like a butterfly specimen that was extremely beautiful and then ruthlessly nailed to death, Luo Lan was silent for a while, "I'll come and see you."

Let's see how you are doing.

"Don't leave me alone." Lou Qianxian panted eagerly, the smoke was lingering, and his breath was hot. He tightly grasped the collar of the god and Buddha under him, "I can give you anything, anything. Please ,stay."

Luo Lan's pupils tightened, and she caressed the young boy's cheek in disbelief.

The gods and Buddhas who are forgotten by the world and are no longer desired lose the meaning of existence they were endowed with.

And at this time, someone needs him, that is, he has a home.