Chapter 281 In the Future
"Be strong and hold on, okay?"
"There will be many people who love you in the future..."
Trying hard to open her eyes, her little hands grabbed the edge of the clothes of the person who was about to leave.
--Who are you?
Why do you say that?
Fu Jingyou's chubby, pale lips opened and closed twice, but he didn't have the strength to make a sound.
But the man understood what he meant, and with tears in his eyes and a smile on his lips, he responded:
"Lu Miao, I'm Lu Miao."
Lu...Miao.
——Will we... meet again?
"Yes, in the future."
She kissed him again, crying sadly, but withdrew decisively.
Fu Jingyou lay on the ground, watching the figure run away and disappear, his consciousness becoming drowsy.
Soon, the body was picked up again by a pair of strong and powerful hands.
Fu Jingyou's head rested limply on the man's shoulder.
The man's buzz cut hair was like steel needles, prickling his face a bit, and it was not at all as soft as the arms of the man just now.
Fu Jingyou blinked his eyes and closed them weakly.
Maybe I'm too hungry.
Or maybe I'm too tired.
Or maybe it's because I'm too young.
Fu Jingyou's memory was vague and he couldn't quite remember the man's name.
deer……
Coming out of the fog.
No trace when he came.
Gone without a trace...
Is it like in the stories my mother told me in the past?
In the ancient mountains, there are awe-inspiring gods and beautiful spiritual deer.
deer……
That's the deer god in the forest...
It was as if a dream had come true, before my consciousness gradually became heavy and I fell into a complete sleep.
Little Dumpling Fu Jingyou seemed to really hear the call of deer coming from deep in the mountains.
Ethereal and distant, with a strong sense of fate.
Deer God, can we really see him again in the future?
When he was young, He Hongjin held the little boy in his arms, patted him, and waved his hands to give orders:
"The child is here, and the mother must be nearby. Go look for her, spread out and search!"
Lu Miao and Fu Jingyou stumbled back for two days.
How could He Hongjin and his group find any trace of Fu Ma nearby?
After searching for a while without finding it, He Hongjin led the men deeper.
The search was still fruitless, so I had to take the child back.
Lu Miao kept a suitable distance and watched.
After the people from Dahe Village turned back, she also turned back to the vicinity of the pond.
The future Fu Jingyou was alone, and apart from him, she had never seen any other members of the Fu family.
In this situation, seeing Fu's mother in this state and appearance was something Lu Miao had never dared to imagine.
Mrs. Fu died in an undignified manner, and there is no way to change that.
But in these mountains, Lu Miao absolutely could not let her body be abandoned in the wilderness.
Lu Miao prepared for the burial of Fu's mother.
Thrown out of the pit and covered with soil, as if completing its mission, the materialized body began to become mottled and transparent again.
Fatigue also followed.
Lu Miao was panicked and got up and rushed out of the mountain.
She is about to fail again...
Just as I entered this world inexplicably, I will leave it inexplicably.
What will be waiting for her next?
Could it be Huangquan?
Or is it the reincarnation after drinking Meng Po soup?
If all the ties and entanglements were to come to an end here, could it be possible...
Let her take another look?
Just one glance!
The steps became faster and faster, and the body became lighter and lighter.
Until your feet leave the ground and your whole body floats up.
Lu Miao seemed to be riding the wind, moving forward even faster.
But just when she thought she could take one last look before leaving, a barrier seemed to rise up at the edge of the mountain.
The floating body was ejected, and the soul, which was originally almost transparent, became more mottled and fragmented.
Lu Miao was extremely weak, and the barrier seemed to be telling her:
The living are the living, and the dead are the dead.
The dead cannot break into the world of the living.
Although it is regrettable and unwilling.
But, if this is really the only way.
That's it.
Goodbye, Fu Jingyou.
Keep up the good work, I’m waiting for you in the future.
With a smile on his lips, Lu Miao's crystal tears fell on the tips of the green leaves of the wild grass.
Just like coming in the morning mist at the beginning.
The slender and graceful figure also disappeared under the morning sun.
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There has been a lot of commotion in Xi County, H Province recently.
The residents in the county talked about it with great enthusiasm. They originally thought that since they lived in the county, their horizons would be much broader than those of the farmers living in the village.
But it was only recently that I understood what a real big scene is.
Old Soviet military pickup trucks and a host of white cars with unknown makes drove by. Cars I'd never seen before drove by one after another.
Besides cars, there are people.
A large number of people poured in, some of whom were even accompanied by comrades from the People's Liberation Army.
It is said that some of those people came from the Wuhan City Hospital, and some came from Shanghai.
All the Chinese medicine masters who were sent to the Northwest Farm at the beginning have come.
Lu Yuanzheng mobilized all the connections he could, and the connections of his connections were also under his control.
Seven or eight attending doctors from several large hospitals took turns to see him.
Either they shake their heads or they think that some method might be able to cure it.
However, Western medicine is not only expensive, but also has scarce resources and a limited variety of medicines. After much discussion, I still end up shaking my head.
Lu Yuanzheng's face became increasingly tense.
Fu Jingyou was in a state of confusion and hesitation.
There is no time to feel depressed, and there is no right to threaten or pressure these medical staff like Lu Yuanzheng did.
He placed all his hopes on this group of people.
While the doctors were seeing patients in the ward, he waited outside the door.
While waiting for the ward door to open, he would always go up first and follow along to ask questions.
But after receiving so many shakes of the head response, Fu Jingyou's heart gradually grew cold.
The adults in the hospital are not okay.
He Hongjin from the village came on his bike to deliver the news that the second baby in the family was also dying.
Fu Jingyou sat in a corner of the hospital stairs with his hand supporting his forehead, looking dejected and with no energy left in him.
Life seems to have lost hope and become confused.
He Hongjin rubbed his face and sat with him silently.
After an unknown amount of time of silence, Fu Jingyou slowly stood up.
After easing the numbness in his calves, he walked down the stairs.
He Hongjin stood up and followed him:
"What are you going to do?"
"go home."
Fu Jingyou uttered two words woodenly, and his body moved quickly.
He Hongjin couldn't catch up with him.
When He Hongjin followed him into the yard, Fu Jingyou had already mounted the bicycle he had ridden and was riding away.
"Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu!"
He Hongjin followed for a few steps, but Fu Jingyou did not slow down at all.
He Hongjin was helpless and could only watch his figure shrink until it disappeared.
Fu Jingyou rode his bike back to the production team numbly without stopping for a moment.
When he entered the He family yard, he didn't have time to step on the bicycle kickstand and it fell to the ground with a loud clang.
Chen Guifen leaned her head out of the window and saw that he had not rested well day and night, his face was dark and full of stubble.
His hair was a mess, like a mess, and he looked like he had returned to his unkempt days.
Chen Guifen felt sad and quietly wiped away her tears before going out.
I thought Fu Jingyou came back to get something, so I wanted to ask him so that I could prepare.
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