He has been living in this cowshed for more than ten years.
No strangers have ever come here before, not even the elderly and children in the village have ever been to this area.
It's like being isolated.
It's called a cowshed, but there are actually no cows there.
Su Yue said, "I'm looking for you."
Huo Xueshen asked in confusion, "Looking for me?"
Su Yue looked at Huo Xueshen, who had collarbone-length hair and a long beard.
Even though she couldn't see his face clearly, she had a feeling that Huo Xueshen looked a bit like Fu Shen.
I realized that Fu Shen's family lived in the neighboring southern city, not in the northern city.
I feel relieved now.
She whispered, "If you can hold on until June next year, you can leave here."
She remembered that it was last May when someone came to take the people away from here.
Huo Xueshen arrived at the riverbank in the middle of the night in December of this year.
She feared that her rebirth might have caused some changes.
It's safer to say it's for another month.
Upon hearing this, Huo Xueshen's eyes, which were hidden by his hair, lit up, and then something seemed to come to mind.
He gave a wry smile. "Thank you, comrade, I understand."
Su Yue didn't look into Huo Xueshen's eyes, but in an instant, she sensed that the lifeless aura emanating from him had vanished.
They came back a short while later.
She knew he probably didn't believe her.
"Do you know that you were able to come to Water Ripple because someone was protecting you? You can't let them down. You've endured more than ten years, what's another year or two?"
Huo Xueshen asked, "How do you know all this?"
Thinking back to more than ten years ago, he had just returned from studying abroad and was working at a research institute.
Upon hearing that something had happened at home, he left without reporting it.
He was the one who got into trouble later; the Red Guards were very fierce and called him a traitor.
Use gasoline to burn him alive.
Finally, the Revolutionary Committee said that burning him to death was too lenient.
They should be sent to desolate places to undergo reformation, and not allowed to eat the food that the working people have worked so hard to grow, only to commit acts of betrayal.
They were almost at the northwest border when they met a man escorting them.
I secretly gave him a pill at night.
At daybreak, his entire body was covered in a dense rash of chickenpox.
Some people said he would get infected, and those people were scared. They wanted to abandon him on the road, but then they thought about the people behind him.
I kept enduring it.
The next day, his body still smelled foul.
Those people finally couldn't take it anymore.
The person who gave him the pills told the others, "It's alright. I've seen this kind of disease in his hometown. He won't die, but he'll get better when he goes to a cold place. If he were in the south, he might not survive because there's a lot of rain there. If you have this disease and don't die, there's no point in living."
And so, he was sent to Shuiwen Village alone.
I've been living a muddled life for over a decade.
How many decades does a person have in their lifetime? He's almost at his limit.
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