sakura kiss

It's raining.

The drizzle was dripping, looking down at the wet concrete floor and the already soaked cloth shoes, I felt all this was very confused.Everything is changing, as if it is not real.In front of me, the stone tablet surrounded by clusters of white chrysanthemums always makes me feel very uncomfortable.No, she doesn't like chrysanthemums, what about cherry blossoms?Why even a sacrificial ceremony must have that person. . .obviously. .

Han Ziying was silently hugged by Han Junzhe, everyone was dressed in black, everything seemed to have turned gray, there was no so-called colorfulness in her eyes. .It's all ridiculous and boring.

The woman in the photo on the tombstone still smiles so beautifully and sweetly.When the coffin was carried to the dug ground, the shovel gradually covered the black coffin with mud mixed with rainwater.Is the expression of anyone standing next to me sad?However, upon closer inspection, it was expressionless and ruthless.

Why is there so many people in such a funeral, why does it look like a party?

"Fool..."

Caressing the rough stone tablet, and the photo of the only woman in the world, who is also the so-called favorite mother.Dull eyes, trembling lips, colorless face.When Han Junzhe took Han Ziying's little hand, her cold little hand became gentle.Han Ziying laughed, instead of crying, she laughed.Natural and sweet. . .Just like the photo in front of you.

"Xiaoying..." Han Junzhe hugged Han Ziying tightly in his arms, "Why don't you cry, why don't you cry? Xiaoying is obviously very sad, crying...crying..." He roared in front of her, looking Looking at those empty eyes, it seems to see through everyone and suck them in.Han Junzhe's sudden excitement did not bring Han Ziying back to her senses, or it could be said that it had no effect at all.

Looking around, Han Ziying put her chin on her brother's shoulder, followed her gaze, and saw the face that disgusted her.

It's still vague, but the outline is clear. It's a very handsome and middle-aged man.The man looked at Han Ziying's eyes, it felt very painful, and it was a kind of glaring at himself, which made him feel haunted by ghosts.Looking at those purple pupils with mysterious beauty, horrible guilt crawled in his heart, as if he wanted to strangle himself to death.The man's eyes narrowed in fear, and he shook his head, hoping that he could calm down. . .

"Brother, mom is stupid, isn't she?"

Han Ziying met Han Junzhe's golden eyes and asked him in a simple tone.

"Sakura, do you know, mother is not stupid..." Han Junzhe held his sister's little hand with his own small hand, warming himself like his mother, and put the other hand on her head, muttering Muttering: "You will understand, we are too young now."

Sakura, when you are tired, brother will protect you and give you a hug like a mother.

"drop.."

A drop of dew hit the petals of the cherry blossoms, and the wind took away the falling cherry blossoms.

Cherry Blossom Island is really good, surrounded by the blue sea and a whole piece of beautiful cherry blossoms, quiet and a touch of happiness.It is also a kind of satisfaction.

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain. There was an old monk in the temple. The old monk said to the young monk: There is a mountain in the mountain..." There is a mountain.Before the story was finished, it was——

Han Junzhe covered Han Ziying's small mouth, "Enough, you have repeated this story 5 times." Rolling his eyes, he was about to lose to this little girl.

Dissatisfied, very dissatisfied.Walking to the coffee table, she picked up a cup of black tea without being ladylike, and drank it all in one go.

"Ah... so delicious," smacking his lips as if wanting to remember, "brother, this story is quite good. What I don't understand is why the old monk didn't say that there is a nunnery in the mountain?"

Han Junzhe was puzzled, showing a puzzled expression, which was very cute, "Why?" He was like a child asking his teacher a question.

With a smirk, "Because there is a nunnery in the mountain, young monks can go to see young nuns..." Han Ziying laughed loudly, "Hahahahaha, ahhaha... ah... my brother hurts so much." She mumbled He opened his mouth and protested, holding his cute little head in his hands.

"It's good to know it hurts, and I'll think about it all day long." Han Junzhe rubbed his fist, "This is a steamed stuffed bun today, isn't it delicious?" Hehe, it was specially given to you.

She smashed her eyes, "My brother has violent tendencies..." Han Ziying nodded cutely as if she had received great affirmation. "Hmm... I was so right."

"Sakura, how old are you?"

Um?what does it mean?Facing the question I asked knowingly, I was a little confused, but I still answered it accurately.

"Answer, I am already 12 years old."

"Then you need to be more mature..." Because my brother doesn't know if he can still be with you forever.Looking up at the sky, this is spring, the season of cherry blossoms.Having spent 5 years of spring with Han Ziying, he is already very satisfied.

Although I couldn't understand what my brother said, I always felt something bad in a daze.

1 month. . . .

"It turned out to be cancer." I finally knew why my brother said that to me like this, it turned out to be Han Junzhe. .Last night, I suddenly left myself.Han Ziying.

Get used to it, get used to the people closest to you go away, get used to being alone, get used to the emptiness of night and day, get used to the incomparable pain in your heart.

Really, really uncomfortable.That kind of pain seemed to tear herself apart, she didn't want that painful and sad day, she wanted to forget, to forget. . .

Forget Han Junzhe, forget my mother, forget the happy and sad memories of 5 years.method, only closed.At that time, the world is not only me, but also. .