"Who?"
"I saw them all, those guys who died!"
Shuo Yu looked at Fanla's face in disbelief. Fanla was wearing the ugliest smile in the world. His voice and the content of his words made Si La, who was about to leave the alley, turn around again.
So Shuoyu and Fanla chased after him. This time Fanla became the second one and Shuoyu became the last one.
Fanla chased after him while shouting,
"I really saw them, the dead, those with names and those without, those who died in Myanmar and those who died on the Nantian Gate, those I remember and those I don't, those with unfamiliar faces and those familiar, all of the dead, I saw them all! The bridge was broken, they couldn't come back, and they all looked at me, because I was dead at that time too."
Meng Fanle pointed to his shoulder, where there were two healed bullet holes, one in front and one behind.
"They just looked at me like that, they didn't say anything. I know why Banxian'er always gets sick. Being looked at by so many dead people all day long would drive anyone crazy. Just one look from them breaks my heart, and I'm going crazy..."
Si La turned back because Fan La had lost his strength and collapsed against the stone wall, like an invertebrate, limp and leaning, grabbing Si La Si La's legs as he stood in front of him, begging him not to let them pass.
Shuo Yu walked over and sat beside him, watching him die with him. He watched as the newly bandaged parts of their leader's body began to bleed again: his neck, arms, torso, calves...
He said nothing, just watched, watching Si La Si La hitting Fan La's head, telling him that thinking too much would easily cause nightmares,
"It wasn't a dream, it was real. I saw them. When I was about to die, I wasn't afraid anymore. When I came back, I wanted to go see them again, but I couldn't see anything because I was alive again. They were right across from me. I didn't believe it before, but now I see them too. I believe it. You can see them every day, so why did you send us there?"
"...Should we burn some paper money for them? There are so many people here, how much paper money should we burn? The elders said we should make paper boats. If the bridge is broken and they can't go home, they can take a paper boat and go home..."
Meng Fanle looked at the innocent face with resentful eyes. He just wanted an answer.
Si La Si La looked at Ban Xian Er who was also sitting next to him.
"...Is it...really? Is Fanla this guy a liar? What do the dead look like? Are they okay?"
When a person clearly doesn't believe in something but wants to believe in it, it's like their leader is now.
Shuo Yu looked at him like this and asked him,
"Didn't you say you could see dead people?"
"You really believed it?" From his surprised expression, Shuo Yu felt that he seemed to have been fooled again. Their leader really could not see the souls of the dead. He had a pair of living eyes, so he could only use them to see the living.
"That was all a lie! Seriously, I can't see dead people. It's a lie, don't you understand? It's all to save his life. Yu Xiaoqing doesn't believe in anything. Even if I talk about loyalty and patriotism, would he believe it? A person who doesn't believe in anything will really die, so he believes these specious words!"
Si La said this with a lot of sincerity, but he turned around and walked away. Shuo Yu and Fan La pulled each other to stand up and chased after him.
"You always lie to us. Is there a single word of truth in your mouth?"
He turned around with an embarrassed expression and made funny gestures with his hands, because he looked like a penguin that had just learned to walk.
"You said you were the same. In order to get you back from Burma, I used all my 36 strategies, but you actually believed them. You even believed Banxian'er? Meng Fanle, you died before, but I didn't. Banxian'er, you are real, but I am fake! That's why I can't see dead people. Do you understand? Do you understand! ... Do folding paper boats really work?"
Now Si La was sitting with them, leaning against a stone wall that had been carved into gullies by the rain from the Yunnan border. He had been talking angrily for a long time, but his main point was only one: he was a complete liar, and had been deceiving them all the time, and perhaps would continue to do so.
Shuo Yu looked up at the sky, trying to see what was there. When asked about death, he just shook his head and said slowly,
"I don't know if it's useful, but I heard there's a very long river in the underworld. After crossing it, you can drink a bowl of hot soup, and then you can be reincarnated cleanly. You need a boat to cross the river, right?"
"Is it useful to fold a paper boat?"
"It's all nonsense, all lies. I lied to you too. I made it up. The young master just doesn't want you to tell Yu Xiaoqing about your plan."
Two of the three heads lowered their heads at once. Shuo Yu lamented that there were two guys sitting next to him who didn't like to tell the truth at all. However, his stone eyes really couldn't shed tears. He could only listen to the voices in his ears. No matter what the reason was, telling lies was meaningless.
"Whether it's real or fake, we just believe it's real. Whether it's a paper boat or paper money, we burn it for ourselves. Maybe they can really receive it, maybe not... We can only do what we can."
He listened to Si La saying sorry to Fan La, he lied to him again, Fan La said, just you have to learn to fold more paper boats, that's his only request,
Shuoyu said nothing. He pulled at the hem of Si La's clothes, while Fan La pulled at his own, and they walked as if they were running a train. However, he was the only one among the three of them who still had the strength to walk.
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