I'm born again, and so are they

"I am an old acquaintance of wind and rain. Wind and rain have aged me, and I have aged them."

The male protagonist leisurely starts the story with this sentence. He likes to use this kind of anthropomorphic description. It seems that in his eyes, the romance, romance, and snow are all old friends.

This biography uses a flashback technique. One day when the hero was 92 years old, he went to Daxinganling to see the snow. He traveled all the way from the coast of the South to the North just to see the snow, but his wife (Su Luo) was not there. Do not believe.

When the snow fell in the early morning, Li Yuxi shook him out of his sleep, and the two of them drank tea by the second-floor window of the wooden house. The tea was light and thin, and the aroma floated high into the sky, like a snow-falling sky.

"Open the window, I want to blow in the wind." He took a sip of tea, letting the warm tea linger on his tongue for a while, and said slowly.

Li Yuxi stared at the old man with her autumn eyes, with a turbid concern that did not age. Qingmei looked at the cloak on her bamboo horse's knees. When the man turned 60, his body and bones became worse and he aged quickly. Maybe it was because of the overdraft for their family when they were young. The children in the family did not dare to let him catch the cold. She must not let the cold wind blow when it snows.

Li Yuxi shook her head and rejected Su Qi with a silent attitude.

"Sister Yuxi, let me blow some air." The man's tone was pleading, a familiar coquettish flavor from his youth.

Li Yuxi's old and slow brain paused for a moment, and she looked helplessly at the gray-haired old man in front of her. How could he be so smooth and childish with her?

Li Yuxi finally opened the window. Before doing so, Li Yuxi took a blanket from the room and draped it forcefully on the man's thin shoulders.

The man let the cold wind blow into his clothes and looked out the window at the snowflakes falling all over the sky. The entire mountain forest was quiet, the leaves and the yellow grass were sleeping under the snow. There was no sound between heaven and earth, except for the faint sounds of birds from the horizon. of tweets.

After less than 10 minutes of wind blowing, Li Yuxi closed the window and refused to let the man open it again.

"I don't want to see you walking in front of me." Li Yuxi muttered, she was just a stingy and lonely old woman.

The man didn't speak, and listened to the woman who grew up with him nagging, "It's snowing all day long this winter, and I want to go out and bask in the sun occasionally." Last week, the communication base station was crushed by snow, and she She didn't receive any message from Su Luo. Su Qi came over so suddenly, and she wasn't even prepared. ''I was also thinking about knitting a small fur fur coat and sending it to you this year. '

Li Yuxi had no partner in her life and no heirs. She stayed in the north after graduating from college. Su Qi asked Li Yuxi to return to the south many times, but Li Yuxi rejected him again and again. Qi and Su Luo came back briefly for a few days during their wedding.

My husband listened to the old woman's nagging. As he got older, he would talk a lot when meeting people. He wanted to talk a little bit about everything. He was just afraid that every time we met, it would be the last time. If he didn't talk more, he wouldn't be able to talk next time. As he gets older, Su Qi and Bei Guo spend less time seeing her in the past few years.

Listening to Li Yuxi's nagging, the man didn't feel sad. He touched the snow-white hair on his temples, thinking that he also had white hair now.

Li Yuxi talked for a long time. When the tea cooled and the snow stopped, and the man in front of her fell asleep late because of sleepiness, she stopped talking and reached out to tuck the blanket in front of the man so that he could sleep more peacefully. .

"A guy who will make people worry about him all his life." Li Yuxi muttered again, folding her sleeves and looking out the window blankly.

After all those years of love and hatred, they finally grew old together.

After a long time, heavy snow fell again. This is the northern border of the North, and heavy snow will fall for a long time.

Su Luo picked up the man the next day. Su Qi was very lucky that before his death, no one in his family died before him, and even Aunt An lived longer than him.

"If I live a very long time and watch them leave me one by one, it will be too painful." "I have no illness, no pain, no sadness, no hurt, no huge surprises in this life. Everything is a steady stream, and the days are spent in a fulfilling daily life.”

The man was indeed quite satisfied. He held Su Luo's hand when he died, just like when he held Su Luo's hand and put a ring on her.

The diaries written by Su Qi are all written in simple and peaceful language, and all reveal the peace and joy of the protagonist. However, his life is not as smooth as he said. He grew up in an orphanage when he was young, and his adoptive parents were there. He passed away at a young age, dragging Su Luo to grow up, and took care of two families by himself during college. He met many women who brought him happiness and misfortune. Even after rebirth, he faced painful choices, but Fortunately, he always had the sister he met when he was six years old standing next to him.

If Su Qi's life curve is drawn, his life before the age of 26 was a line segment with great fluctuations, and he even came close to the bottom of the sea several times. After he was 26 years old, his life showed a straight line of steady rise. There are no waves or jitters.

When you open Su Qi's diary, you will find that the entire book only writes about his life after the age of 26, and he did not mention a word about the story before he was 26, the complicated and entangled 26 years.

Su Luo closed the biography and walked out of the quiet cemetery. This was her 60th time reading this book. Today is the second year, nine months and 27 days since Su Qi died, and it was also the day when Qin Mu died. The death anniversary after the anniversary.

As if it was an agreement, after he left, those who had had major life disputes with him also went to accompany him one after another.

Su Luo rubbed the bridge of his nose and sighed after a long absence.

The delicate face that had gone through the changes of the years could not hide the deep fatigue, but soon, the cold and monotonous coldness of the years covered her face again.

She walked for a long time, walking through cemeteries one after another in the order of their deaths, from Qin Muzhi to Jiang Chuyao, from Lu Xian to An Qianmei, and finally came to his tomb.

They were all buried beside him, and Su Qi was the first to leave among them.

Su Luo gathered his emotions and stared at Su Qi's tombstone, thinking that he would do it again.

Su Luo stretched out her hand and pressed it on the small tombstone, took out the small machine in her arms, pressed the button, closed her eyes, and everything around her began to replay in reverse around her.

The grass around the tombstone grew and died, the number of people mourning in front of the tombstone increased one by one, and the small tombs buried around Su Qi disappeared one by one. People comically carried Su Qi's coffin out of the tomb, and it just kept going backwards and repeating itself. Many years ago, they returned to the day when they had just been reborn.

Su Luo has done this kind of thing many times. Ever since he died in front of him after his rebirth, Su Luo has replayed this life over and over again. Su Luo doesn't know if there will be a second rebirth. She could only repeat this life over and over again, looking for the possibility that she and Su Qi would be together forever.

This time, Su Luo felt that she had done a good job. Next time, Su Luo wanted to try whether she could crack the secret of eternal life and make her love with Su Qi eternal.

The time rewind ended, and the world returned to the day when Su Qi was just reborn, '3, 2, 1. Su Luo counted in her mind, waiting for the face of the young man who couldn't hide the joy of rebirth to appear in front of her as he had done thousands of times before.

But this time Su Luo counted to 5. Su Luo frowned and went to the boy's room to check. He saw the boy sitting blankly on the bed, quietly looking at Su Luo who had just entered the door.

The young man looked at Su Luo sadly. The huge sadness was like the clear lake water under the moon, coming over little by little, leaving Su Luo with nowhere to escape.

"Su Luo, how long do you want to trap yourself? Do you want me to never be reincarnated in your dream?"

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