Fool Qi

Chapter 11 Farewell
On the grass in front of the grave, the dishes were dumped to the side, and the edible offerings were gone.

Sister Li picked up the dishes and wine glasses and placed them neatly in front of the grave.

"Do you remember who is buried here?" Sister Li asked.

Ah Qi shook her head: "I have no impression."

Sister Li sighed, and said: "Poor Du Bo was so kind to you when he was alive, you have forgotten."

Dubo?Ah Qi thought the name was quite easy to pronounce, but couldn't remember it.

Sister Li stared at Ah Qi's eyes.This person's eyes are clear, he doesn't seem to be lying, and his expression is serious, he doesn't seem to be joking. He probably can't remember anything.

"Dubber picked you up from the hospital, bought medicine for you, and gave you clothes to wear. It's a pity that good people don't get rewarded. In less than a month, people report to Hades..."

As Sister Li spoke, her voice sank and slowed down.

Ah Qi listened quietly, her face becoming more and more sad.

From fainting in the hospital last time to waking up now, it turned out to be an old man who adopted him.

Pity yourself but watch the old man die.

Ah Qi didn't cry. Facing Du Bo's grave, he bent his legs and knelt down.Ignoring the dew-wet ground, he knocked his head heavily.

There is no way to repay the kindness, and it will last forever.

Sister Li looked at Ah Qi, and her nose was sore: "Ah Qi, he has already left, so don't think too much about it. Du Bo has a pair of children, and they haven't come back for a long time. You are awake now, if you meet him someday , tell them."

"Okay!" Ah Qi said solemnly.After crying for so many days, her voice was so hoarse that it changed its tone.

"What are your plans for the future?" Sister Li asked.

Ah Qi stood up and looked forward blankly.

There are luxuriant grasses and a path.

Where should I go?He really doesn't know.

I woke up today, but how long can I last?But he really didn't want to trouble people anymore, he wanted to leave this place and these familiar people quickly.

"I'll go look for them in town," he said.

"Alright, find them, remember to let them come back. Of course, if they live well, you can pay back the medical expenses I paid for Du Bo." Sister Li looked at Ah Qi's soaked clothes, and continued: "Go back to Dubo's house first and change your clothes."

Ah Qi nodded: "Okay!" After finishing speaking, she bowed deeply to Du Bo's grave.

Sister Li patted the dirt on her hands, and brought Ah Qi back to Du Bo's house.

"I live on the opposite side, and you can come to me if you need anything in the future." Sister Li said.

"Thank you!" Ah Qi wanted to say a lot, but when the words came to his mouth, there was only this one sentence.

"You're welcome!" Sister Li finished and left Du Bo's room.

Looking at the empty room, Ah Qi felt a little familiar, hazy, but couldn't remember Du Bo's impression.

The two long handprints on the sofa and the overturned bench looked familiar.

But I can't remember.

He sighed, went back to his room to find a set of clean clothes, and walked into the bathroom.

I haven't showered for a few days, and my body has a rotten smell.

After taking a shower, the whole person felt a lot more relaxed.

The dirty clothes can't be kept, they have to be washed, otherwise the house will stink to the point of being uninhabitable in the future.As he thought to himself, he habitually reached for his trouser pocket with his right hand.

In his trouser pocket was the 200 yuan Du Bo gave him, and a note.

Spreading out the note, looking at the handwriting left by Du Bo on it, he suddenly burst into tears.

The note said: I am old and I will soon pass away. May kind people take this poor child in.Thank you!
The words are here, but the people are gone.

Ah Qi rolled up the note and threw it into the trash can.He really doesn't want to bother people anymore.

But after thinking about it, this note was considered something Du Bo left him, and it was not good to throw it away, so he quickly picked it up from the trash can and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

After washing the clothes, hang them up.

Everything is ready and time is running out.

He stood at the door, looked back at the place where he had lived, and was filled with emotion.

I don't know if there will be a chance to come back here in the future.

He closed the door and locked it.I didn't bring any luggage, let alone an extra piece of clothing.He knew in his heart that it would not be long before he would become insane again.No matter how much you bring, you will lose it sooner or later.

After knocking on the door opposite, he gave the key to Sister Li, and he strode towards the station.

You must get in the car while you are awake.

He asked passers-by for directions.

Fortunately, the station is not far away, and he will arrive soon.

There were many cars going to the provincial capital, so he picked the one with few people and walked up it.

"Where are you going?" A middle-aged woman in the car, with red lipstick on her lips and a hard notepad in her hand, stopped Ah Qi at the door.

"The provincial capital terminal!" Ah Qi replied.He knew that this middle-aged woman was in charge of collecting fares, similar to a conductor or something, just irregular.

The middle-aged woman looked at Ah Qi's empty hands and asked, "Have you packed your luggage?"

"I'm in a hurry, so I didn't bring any luggage." Ah Qi had a sore throat, so he was really too lazy to talk.

The middle-aged woman saw his impatience, so she didn't ask any more questions: "You find a seat and sit down, and the car will start."

Ah Qi didn't answer, and walked to the last row silently.

Seeing that it wasn't enough, I moved to the position inside again.

The middle-aged woman squinted at him, puzzled.

After about half an hour, the car drove away.

Soon, on the high-speed.

"180 yuan!" When Ah Qi was leaning on the seat and was about to fall asleep, a middle-aged woman's voice came from beside her ear.

He nodded, and took out the 200 yuan Du Bo left him from his pocket.

"Repay you twenty." The middle-aged woman said after receiving the money.

Ah Qi raised his head, suddenly it was dark in front of his eyes.

He raised his hand and stopped in front of the neighbor.

But the back of the hand is on top.

The middle-aged woman saw that his forehead was sweating, and thought he was going to get motion sickness, so she pulled a bag from the side and handed it over: "If you want to vomit, throw it into the bag."

Ah Qi shook his head, took the bag and the change.

Keep sleeping.

The middle-aged woman stared at him for a long time to make sure that he was not throwing up, and then walked away.

The car was driving smoothly, and before I knew it, more than two hours had passed.

The road ahead is still straight and long.The fog is a bit heavy, the sky is a bit gray, and the sun is looming.

The trees were flashing back, row after row.

Suddenly, a loud male voice came from the carriage: "What are you doing?"

Then, there was a scolding sound.

The driver squinted and drove quietly, as if nothing happened.

The conductor couldn't stand it.She patted the melon seed shells that fell on her thick thighs, stood up, twisted her waist, supported the seat, and walked towards the back row of the car.

"What happened?"

Before anyone arrived, a loud voice rang out first.

"This man is epileptic and crazy, and he even spit at me." A man with glasses sitting in the back row said loudly.

The conductor walked to the last row, but saw Ah Qi grinning silly, with saliva still dripping down.

"I want to change seats, but I let a mental patient sit next to me. It's too scary." The man with glasses wiped the drool on his shirt with a bag and said angrily.

The eldest sister of the conductor also looked surprised: "He just got on the bus, he is not like this."

"I don't care, you can get him away, or give me a different position." The man with glasses said.

The conductor smiled and said, "Shouldn't you just spit? Here, just wipe it off." As he spoke, he took out a pack of tissues from his trouser pocket and handed it over.

The man with glasses took the tissue, wiped it vigorously, and said, "Hurry up and change the seat for me."

The conductor had no choice but to turn around and shouted, "Who wants to change seats?"

The people in the car became quiet, like cicadas in autumn.

(End of this chapter)