noffsinger Chapter 258 Decision
Chapter 258 Decision
Wu Feipeng entered the prison tower with ease and brought nourishing pills to Duan Jiashu, but Duan Jiashu was unwilling to accept them - in his opinion, what he said could at most ease his crime, but he did not deserve such treatment.
Pills that can nourish the meridians and dantian are all good things. I think they are either transferred from Wu Feipeng's resources or Lu Wensheng's efforts. How can he have the nerve to owe so much?
Knowing that Duan Jiashu was actually thinking about something, Wu Feipeng did not force it on him, but sat down next to him and started chatting with him.
"Brother, what kind of person do you think you are?"
"A proud tree breaks its bones, and an eagle cries alone." Duan Jiashu spoke his true feelings in a half-joking tone.
A person is alone in a desolate life, hitting a wall, with no way out, imprisoned, silent all his life, and no one cares about him.
"But I feel that you are the faint light of the bright moon, and the wildfire that spreads across the prairie." The Duan Jiashu in his heart is not a lonely bird on a broken tree, but the golden waves reflecting the full sun, sincere, lively, and vigorous - he has to admit that his thoughts are somewhat filled with the unspeakable emotions of a young man.
Wu Feipeng's voice was clear, crisp and clear.
Duan Jiashu was stunned. He looked up and saw a starry sky, as if surrounded by layers of mist and rain. It seemed hazy, but when it looked at him, a clear and soft light floated - Wu Feipeng lowered his eyes, so Duan Jiashu could see clearly. The other person's eyes were clear, and there was innocence in his expression, but also with the cunning and confidence that belonged to a teenager.
It was the youthful spirit that he had never had before, and the turbulent yet restrained emotions that he had never seen before, that made him hastily avoid it.
Duan Jiashu doesn't want others to see his imperfections, so he always hides in the dark. He doesn't want others to sympathize with his misfortune, so he always avoids the important issues and keeps silent. He doesn't want others to know his inferiority, so he pretends to be confident and cheerful.
He spent the first half of his life trying to please everyone, but still couldn't live a good life.
Yes, he is actually very inferior, which is caused by the accumulation of expectations of love and resentment.
He is a coward, silently commenting on the worldly right and wrong, pretending to be drunk while sober day after day, afraid of being destroyed, afraid of being shattered, and even more afraid of being humbled and the skyscraper that he has worked so hard to build will fall short.
I work diligently all day long and adhere to the principle of inaction, and only dare to remove the ashes from my eyes in the dead of night. But at this moment, with the words "the faint light of the bright moon, the wildfire spreading across the prairie", the thin soul seems bright and crisp.
"You feel like you are full of ice and snow, your eyes are pale, you feel lost and hesitant after your first encounter with your inner self, you hesitate in the abyss, but you are clearly passionate. We have seen mountains and seas together, and walked alone across a chasm hundreds of feet high - I know all of this..."
"Brother, don't be afraid." Wu Feipeng spoke every word with a serious tone, no different from usual.
Duan Jiashu has seen a lot of people taking advantage of others' misfortunes, and he knows very well that there is no absolute good or evil in the world, but when you are weak, there are the most bad people.
But at this time, what he heard was not "You deserve it" but - Don't be afraid.
Duan Jiashu felt his heart beating wildly and uncontrollably. He was confused and even felt panic and fear.
Wu Feipeng was too dazzling. He was used to being his own safe haven, so much so that when someone from the outside world casually stretched out their hand, he couldn't tell whether it was a human or a ghost.
"If you don't look back, how do you know that no one cares about you?" Wu Feipeng softened his tone and stretched out his hand. The joints were distinct and glowed white in the dim environment.
The ups and downs of friendship are gentle and lingering. The crisp echo stirs up the tide of emotions, carrying with it the "wind and waves" that go straight into people's hearts, like a warm current, mixed with the first ray of morning star flowing into his bones and blood.
It was like a half-empty nothingness, kissing only his hazy soul and stirring up waves in his previously unbalanced thoughts.
Duan Jiashu only felt his throat suddenly tighten, and the numbness starting from his spine spread to his entire back.
The collapsed road is the one with the most people traveling on it. While some people reach the shore, others fall into the depths. The deep sea is extremely rugged and is far less vast than the surface of a finger.
So, he sank into the sea in a daze, plunged into the abyss, dodging every breath. He was the person who was abandoned on the long and far road, standing in the darkness and dampness, dragging his soaked body heavily towards the indicated destination, his bruised knees repeatedly touching the ground and standing up again and again.
How could he not want to grab the light when he saw it? But he was afraid to reach out and touch it, which would burn him.
But that hand seemed to have magic, and there was a bewitching whisper in his ear - Duan Jiashu swallowed unconsciously and took Wu Feipeng's hand, which was held, as if he was kneaded into the other's flesh.
There was no handkerchief blocking their way; it was a close touch, warm but not too hot, wrapping him completely.
The sourness at the tip of his nose surged up, stinging his eye sockets and making them moist, but Duan Jiashu was unaware. He stared at Wu Feipeng with his dark eyes, which seemed to have crushed the sunlight, with gold mixed in the black, and a hint of excitement and attachment.
Life is a desolate and bitter journey. Even if you are a light-fur horse, there will be thousands of waves and mountains blocking your way. But you can't stop when you encounter a ravine, and you can't rush when you encounter a stream. Cross the mountain, cross the water, and sail against the wind. Looking back at this hurdle, looking back again, the other side is hidden by clouds, and the future is bright...
Wu Feipeng blinked and smiled brightly: "Looking back at the difficulties, since we have overcome all the difficulties, why not fight again?"
Since he is innocent, the trial is invalid.
"You're right." Duan Jiashu smiled brightly and had a plan in mind.
Rather than being free to make one's own choices, it is more like breaking free from the shackles that have been binding us.
It's just that he...
Duan Jiashu pursed his lips.
He was a little absent-minded and shook hands with Wu Feipeng in silence for a long time. Then he pulled his hand away and awkwardly walked him away.
"...Ahem, has the Discipline Hall given you less homework now? You come to my place every day."
Wu Feipeng felt somewhat helpless about Duan Jiashu's behavior of abandoning the donkey after it has done its work and destroying the bridge after crossing the river, but he still stood up obediently.
"Okay, okay, I'll leave now. Leave this pill here, remember to take it."
After walking a few steps, I heard a serious voice behind me.
"When you are free, please ask Senior Brother Lu to come here in person. There are some things that only he can do, and we can only talk to him."
After the other party finished speaking, his tone suddenly softened, which was very different from his previous deliberate cold words.
"Also, I'm glad to meet you, Wu Feipeng."
Wu Feipeng turned his head, but could not see the other person's expression in the shadows. He frowned, feeling a little uneasy. He wanted to ask something, but he didn't know what to ask...
"Isn't it a waste to give such a good thing to a dying person?"
Watching Wu Feipeng leave, Duan Jiashu stroked the medicine bottle in his hand, curled the corners of his mouth in self-mockery, but his eyes were firm, as if he had made up his mind.
He will be determined to kill the conspiracy, and only take a glance at the one he loves when he is heading to the end.
The decisive path of death is the end of life.
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囹圄 [lingyu] prison
(The story of founding a nation in the mortal world will begin later)