Prophet of Rebirth

Chapter 10 I Give You My Hand (This chapter is free)

"Boom, boom, boom!" Standing at the door of Yang Qingwei's house, Ye Zhiqiu paused for a moment with his raised hand, and then knocked on the heavy wooden door without hesitation.

A graceful and graceful young woman with an aloof temperament came out slowly from the door. Seeing Ye Zhiqiu standing at the door, she couldn't help being slightly taken aback, and then a gentle smile appeared on her face, like a breeze. A glass of bouillon and bouillon will make you intoxicated.

"Aunt Feng, is Weiwei there?" Facing Yang Qingwei's mother who opened the door, Ye Zhiqiu asked anxiously.

"Weiwei and her father went to the grandpa's house in the city center, and they won't be back until tomorrow night. What can you do with Weiwei?" Feng Jingxue 'touched' Ye Zhiqiu's head affectionately, she knew very well Her daughter's joy in the past few months was entirely given by this smart child in front of her, so she loved Ye Zhiqiu very much, but when she thought of what her husband had done to their family, she couldn't help but feel guilty.

"Can you come back tomorrow night?" Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but darken, hesitating again and again, finally took out the precious first love letter from the past and present life, and handed it to Feng Jingxue, "Aunt Feng, I will leave tomorrow I'm leaving here, can you pass this letter to Weiwei for me?"

"Letter!" Feng Jingxue couldn't help being startled, and with the help of the faint light from the eaves, she glanced at the "ugly" envelope made of homework in Ye Zhiqiu's hand, and saw the words "Passed by Yang Qingwei" on the envelope The five big characters couldn't help but smile for a while, and couldn't help teasing: "Zhiqiu, isn't this a love letter for Weiwei?"

"Hehe, of course not." Ye Zhiqiu blushed slightly when Feng Jingxue said the central matter. Fortunately, it was already dark and Feng Jingxue didn't notice it. If Feng Jingxue saw through her real purpose, I'm afraid Was kicked out early.One must know that in this day and age, even if the parents are more open, such a puppy love is definitely taboo, not to mention that Ye Zhiqiu is still trying to abduct her daughter's heart.

"What's written in there?" Feng Jingxue took the letter with a smile, and seeing the flamboyant font on the envelope, she couldn't help admiring inwardly, saying that one can know a person's personality by just reading the words, but if you only look at this A few words, she would never have guessed that this was written by a five-year-old child.

"I hope that Weiwei will have more friends in the future, I hope that Weiwei can live happily and happily, I hope that one day when we meet again, I can hear her heavenly singing, and I hope that in the future I can still sing a beautiful song for her. Peach Blossom Rain." Ye Zhiqiu raised his head, clasped his hands slightly, stared deeply at Feng Jingxue's beautiful face with a pair of clear eyes, and there was a trace of childlike piety in his tone.

Hearing Ye Zhiqiu's prayer like a devout believer, Feng Jingxue's heart was shaken by the holy and pure gaze, and her right hand holding the letter shook slightly. She, who was about to intercept the letter, immediately abandoned this idea. The pure blessing of my daughter, as a mother, how could I do such an unreasonable thing.

"On behalf of our family, Weiwei, I would like to thank Xiao Zhiqiu for her blessings. I will definitely hand over this letter to Weiwei." Feng Jingxue solemnly promised.

"Thank you, Aunt Feng!" Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Feng Jingxue would stop the letter. After all, it is not unusual for parents to filter letters on behalf of their children. In the eyes of his parents, bullshit is nothing, but he is still a little worried. He wants to escort this love letter for the last time, with an innocent smile on his face, pretending to be childish: "Auntie, don't peek, I listen to you." Mom said peeking at other people's things will make you ugly, Aunt Feng is so beautiful, I don't want Aunt Feng to become ugly?"

"Hehehe! Auntie promises not to look at it, Auntie Cha doesn't want to be ugly." Feng Jingxue smiled for a while, she felt that the child in front of her was so cute, she couldn't help but want to kiss him hard, after all, no matter what era, There is no woman who doesn't like being told that she is beautiful.

"Thank you, Aunt Feng! It's getting late, I still have to say goodbye to Xiaohu Xiaowen and the others, and I have to pack things when I go back, so I have to go first, goodbye Aunt Feng." Ye Zhiqiu was determined, waving her little hand to Feng Jingxue Turn around and walk to Jin Wen's house.

"Goodbye, Xiao Zhiqiu!" Feng Jingxue waved her hand with a smile, until Ye Zhiqiu's small figure disappeared into the darkness, the smile on her face slowly faded away, her beautiful eyebrows slightly raised, and her eyes revealed a smile. With a ray of wisdom, he murmured in a low voice: "This son is definitely not something in the pool. An Jie, is your decision right or wrong?"

"Xiaowen, this is your favorite match gun. Brother Qiu gave it to you. You must take good care of it. When you grow up, you will be a policeman and arrest all the bad guys." An exquisite match gun made of a piece of iron wire and a bicycle inner tube cut into strips was handed over to the bewildered Levin.

The reason why Ye Zhiqiu gave this match gun to Lewen was entirely because every time he played the game of cops and thieves, the slightly thin kid in front of him always stubbornly wanted to be a policeman with him, and he could only be a policeman. He and himself are policemen, and everyone else has to be thieves. Although the other children are a little dissatisfied, there is nothing they can do. Who calls him the youngest?In the world of children, the small is the big one, and in the world of the adults, the old are respected.The children can only be thieves if you don’t like it or I don’t want to. For this reason, the game of police catching thieves is also the game they play the least. After all, no child is willing to be the thief that everyone hates, although this is just a game .

Ye Zhiqiu could feel Jin Wen's scorching eyes when he looked at the match gun in his hand. At the same time, he also liked this little follower a little. Undoubtedly the best candidate.

"Brother Qiu, really give it to me." After hearing what Ye Zhiqiu said, Jin Wen couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and his face was still a little unbelievable.

"Of course, brother Qiu, when will you stop talking?" Ye Zhiqiu smiled and handed over the match gun, pinched his little cheek with his left hand, and joked, "If Xiaowen doesn't want it, I'll give it to someone else. "

"If you want it, don't give it to others." Jin Wenhou snatched the match gun in a hurry, and held it in his arms preciously, with a look of fear that someone would snatch it away, and groaned with a smile on his face Ye Zhiqiu seemed to be thinking of something in his little head, and said a little puzzled: "Brother Qiu gave the gun to Wenwen, what are you going to use to catch the thief tomorrow?"

"Brother Qiu is leaving here tomorrow, so I can't play with you guys anymore." Ye Zhiqiu fondled Jin Wen's little head.

"Where is Brother Qiu going and when will you come back? Let's play together when you come back!" Jin Wen said naively.

"Brother Qiu is going to a very far place. It may take a year to come back, it may take decades, or it may be a lifetime." Ye Zhiqiu sighed softly, wondering if he would have a chance to be with them after leaving this time. Goodbye.Say goodbye to separation, maybe it will be impossible to see each other again, so every time he parted, he rarely said goodbye.

"How long is a year? How long is a lifetime?" Jin Wen asked a little puzzled.

"I don't know either." Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but smiled wryly, he had nothing to complain about with a kid, "Xiao Wen, go back to sleep, sleep well, and you will have the strength to catch the thief tomorrow, brother Qiu is not here, you will kill me." That share is over."

"Well, I will definitely catch them all. Brother Qiu, remember to come back quickly and catch the thief with Xiaowen!" Jin Wen nodded obediently, and bouncing back into the house with his newly acquired match gun in his arms.

"Okay, I'll be back as soon as possible." Ye Zhiqiu watched Jin Wen disappear around the corner of the house before turning around and walking towards another piece of darkness, thinking silently: "I hope you all live better than me."

For Ye Zhiqiu, childhood is a kind of beautiful and pure thought. He never thought that his childhood would be full of many vicissitudes. The carefree childhood is what he yearns for most.

Ye Zhiqiu gave all the gadgets he had collected in the past few years to other children one after another, and didn't rush home to pack his salute until his hands were empty.

In the early morning, a white minibus drove Ye Zhiqiu's family slowly away from Fenghe Community. When they left Hutan Village three years ago, all the villagers of the village saw them off. Today, when they left Fenghe Community, it was deserted and deserted. Sending each other off, Ye Zhiqiu even felt a trace of coldness penetrating into the bone marrow in the air.

In the evening, a gray car slowly drove into the Fenghe Community, and a little girl who looked like an elf jumped out of the car with a small package in each hand, and ran all the way home with a smile on her face .

At night, Yang Qingwei took the simple envelope from her mother, feeling a sense of uneasiness in her heart, went back to her room and locked the door, then gently opened the seal, and a round and plump acacia bean rolled into her palm, firm and firm. Like a diamond, its color is as bright as blood, and it looks like a beating heart, red and shiny.Acacia beans look more and more crystal clear and moist like agate under the light.

Seeing the lovesickness beans rolling out, Yang Qingwei's nose couldn't help sore, she took out the heart-shaped letterhead, and carefully opened it along the creases. The gentle appearance was like pushing open the door leading to Ye Zhiqiu's heart layer by layer. A stuffed peach blossom bookmark slipped down, and a faint fragrance was released quietly.

"Red beans are born in the southern country, how many branches do you send in spring? Ask Jun to pick more, this thing is the most lovesick. I have picked the lovesickness beans you want. I hope you will like them. I have made immortal peach blossoms from your temples. Specimen, I hope that our relationship will last forever.

It's a pity that I couldn't say goodbye to you personally. I don't know when I will meet you if I missed today, but I believe that we will meet again one day. I hope you will not become someone else's bride before you meet me again.

Many repetitions show folly, but repetitions of love are always alive and radiant.

A poet once wrote such a song: "I give you my hand, I give you my love, it is more precious than gold, I give you myself, please teach the truth and law to testify, you are willing to give Give it to me yourself? '

This song is sung from now until we meet again ten or twenty years later, if the sound of the piano is still flying, can you sing a song for me with your natural voice?

Parting is always sad, but I have a happy event to tell you. After this autumn, you can sing loudly. No one can take away your voice, even the Almighty God.Don’t doubt and don’t ask questions. Believe in me and believe in yourself. I can only tell you that I am a prophet who can predict the future. It used to be a secret for me alone, but now it is a secret for the two of us. You must remember Keep it a secret.

Hehe, the letter is really long and the paper is short, and I have written to the end of the page before I know it, it is time to finish, remember not to shed tears, I hope that what you see on your little face will always be a flowery smile.

——Little Prophet"

Yang Qingwei's hand holding the letter trembled slightly, and tears kept falling, falling on the homework letter paper, blurring her eyes and blurring the typeface, a deep sadness came from her heart, her left hand clutched her chest tightly, desperately I tried my best not to let the tears fall, but the more I endured, the more uncomfortable my chest became. A quarter of an hour later, a heartbreaking cry pierced the quiet night sky, "Brother Zhiqiu!"

Yang Anjie and Feng Jingxue, who were chatting in the lobby, were shocked suddenly, they looked at each other and stood up, with a look of surprise on their faces at the same time, and looked at the closed red door with unbelievable eyes , the next moment the two rushed over at the same time.

On a certain secondary road from north to south, in a white minibus, Ye Zhiqiu, who was half asleep and half awake, suddenly sat up, looking up at the Big Dipper in the night sky through the thick glass, he felt Yang Qingwei's eyes It is as bright and dazzling as the Big Dipper, but also reveals a trace of isolation and coldness.