Porter of Two Worlds

Inside the hut, Mu Tong was lying frozen on the ground. The place where Shan Qiulin lived was very rude, and there was no place for poplar.

Mu Tong's life was fixed at the moment when Jiang Shan blocked the knife, and even now she still had a faint smile on her face.

That smile is so happy, that smile is so free and easy, that smile is so peaceful.

She is very young, and she hasn't even reached the adulthood in terms of the age of Huaxia, but she has finished her life. Her life is very short, but so brilliant.

After Aspen left, Shan Qiulin did not move, facing upwards, drinking a bite without drinking, drinking and drinking.

When the altar was empty for three more times, he sighed deeply, then got up, groped to the side of Mu Tong's body, gently, gently lifted it, and laid it on his front local.

Sitting on the ground next to Mu Tong's body, Shan Qiulin was silent for a long time.

Love to the extreme is bland, it is attachment that can't let go, or sadness, bitterness, or helplessness. When these emotions reach the extreme, the rest is just calm.

"Xiao Tong ..."

Shan Qiulin couldn't see Mu Tong's face, he called softly, but the people around him could no longer answer.

The corner of his mouth was torn, and Shan Qiulin tried to squeeze a smile on his face, and then sighed again and said to himself: "Xiaotong, I won't let you leave me, and I won't leave you again , I will always be with you, you will never be alone again, because my brother will be with you ... "

Shan Qiulin stayed with Mu Tong all night and said a lot, but the people around him couldn't respond.

The image once frozen by him deep in his heart echoed in his mind again. When they were young, the two depended on each other, and later they learned the art after visiting the teacher.

Those pictures, for a long time before Shan Qiulin did not dare to recall, that was the most precious and beautiful time in his life.

Now when I recall, it is still so beautiful, but there is only endless sadness and helplessness ...

After leaving the hut, Bai Yang looked at the night sky for a long time and could not say what it was like.

The snowflakes fell, so beautiful and so cold.

Light yourself a cigarette, but Aspen forgot to smoke, the smoke in the cold wind quickly dissipated with the wind, and he didn't react until a cigarette was burned.

Walking towards the distance, footsteps crunched on the snow, leaving footprints quickly covered by snow.

When the mind was empty, Bai Yang stepped back to Ye Xue's own courtyard.

The snow around the courtyard was cleaned up, two lanterns hung in the doorway, and the soft light illuminated the small place.

Under the lantern, the kitten stood quietly in the doorway, looking at the dark place with a smile and looking forward.

When Bai Yang's figure appeared in her sight, suddenly her eyes became extremely happy. She crouched like a crescent moon, stepped forward, came to Bai Yang, and stroked the snowflake on Bai Yang's hand, saying, "Master, I have the bath water ready ... "

In the snow, Aspen stopped, looked at the kitten next to him, smiled, and stretched her arms tightly, hugging her tightly in her arms, her head buried in her hair, and smelling the kitten. Taste, feeling the temperature on her body, everything is so precious and intoxicating to Poplar.

In the world, many things don't understand how important it is until they are lost. My kitten is still there, always, always, and always.

In his mind, Aspen held the kitten tighter.

The action of Poplar makes the kitten a little bit unclear. So he took a moment and leaned himself in Poplar's arms. He closed his eyes slightly and said, "What happened to the young master?"

"Cat, I'm fine, let me hug you," Bai Yang murmured.

The kitten didn't know what happened to Poplar. She didn't ask, and said quietly, leaned against Poplar's arms and closed her eyes.

In the snow and wind, they hugged each other tightly, and the cold wind and white snow could not disperse the slightest warmth between them.

After half an hour, they were almost covered by snowflakes. Aspen lifted his head and took the kitten's hand to the small courtyard. Neither of them spoke.

The silence speaks……

Back in the courtyard, the kitten served Bai Yang to wash and wash, her actions were gentle, meticulous, and meticulous, and even her demeanor action, has already served Bai Yang as the most important thing in life.

From beginning to end, Aspen said nothing, but the line of sight did not leave the kitten's face.

The kitten doesn't know what Aspen has gone through, but she can feel it. At this moment, the young master is full of herself, and she feels very happy and happy.

After washing, the kitten dressed Aspen and felt it. Aspen took the kitten's hand to the bedroom and said, "Cat, sit down."

After blinking, the kitten sat obediently, next to the dressing table.

Staring at the kitten under the lamp, Poplar picked up an eyebrow pencil on the dressing table and said, "Do not move the cat, master draw your eyebrows."

"Master ..." The kitten wanted to get up, but couldn't stand seeing Bai Yang's determined look.

Aspen carefully helped the cat's thrush top, she was very serious and meticulous, and even her meticulous techniques made countless women ashamed.

The kitten was born beautiful. When Bai Yang helped her make up, she was even more beautiful.

"My cat is so beautiful. It is the most beautiful in the world. There is no one. There is no substitute." Staring at the kitten's face, how could Bai Yang not see enough, muttering to himself.

At this moment, the kitten felt no regrets even if he died immediately. The word "Master" was sent out from the bottom of his heart, very light and light, with a happy face, leaning gently in the arms of Bai Yang.

The two embraced again, and no one spoke. The taste of quiet, quiet, happiness was flowing.

In the end, Aspen slowly got up and took the kitten towards the bed. The closer the kitten turned, the cheeks became reddish ...

This night, Aspen just slept with the kitten and kept on, fearing that she would leave suddenly. The kitten had a funny heart. The master seemed like a child who was not growing up. However, he was so attached to himself.

The encounter between Shan Qiu, Lin Mutong and Jiang Shan gave the poplar a great deal of emotion, and that kind of spiritual touch could not be described in words.

The next day, Bai Yang opened his eyes and saw the kitten's bright big eyes staring at himself.

With a smile, he said, "Cat, early."

"Master, it's late," she said a little embarrassed.

Originally I wanted to get up and help Aspen to prepare meals, but Aspen leaned on her waist and moved gently, the sleeping Aspen frowned, and the kitten trembled, so she didn't move, waiting for Aspen to wake up .

The next two got up, the kitten served Bai Yang to wash and cook for him. From beginning to end, Bai Yang couldn't leave her, staying with her.

After dinner, Aspen's heart moved and he took the kitten to the gate of the courtyard.

Opening the door, Shan Qiulin stood outside the door, still wearing sackcloth, still black cloth with blindfold, still calm.

Feeling Bai Yang coming out, Shan Qiulin said calmly, "Lao Bai, I want to make a coffin for Xiao Tong using the marrow in the cave!"

The so-called earth marrow is the kind of emerald crystal that produces Long Yuan. It is an extremely precious thing. Although it is not as good as the blood gold of the dragon and the blood of gold, it is also a rare treasure.

"OK" Bai Yang answered without hesitation.

It is not important to cut a piece from the marrow that produced Long Yuan. Aspen does not know if it will destroy Long Yuan's pregnancy.

He originally wanted to give the dragon bloodwood coffin to Shan Qiulin, but after thinking about it, he did not speak. Shan Qiulin wanted to bury Mu Tong, and Bai Yang felt that he should not do anything extra.

"Thank you," Shan Qiulin nodded, and went deep into the valley.

A piece was cut from a whole marrow, which did not destroy the formation of Long Yuan. Shan Qiulin personally made the marrow into a coffin, without so many carvings. The coffin was very simple.

There was no fanfare, no loud crying, and in peace, the poplar and the kitten quietly watched Shan Qiulin burying Mu Tong.

Right next to Shan Qiulin's thatched house in the deep valley, Shan Qiulin used his hands to pick up the ice and snow, dig up the soil, buried Mu Tong, and held up a small grave with the soil.

Without a monument, a small lone tomb, Bai Yang knew that everything in Mu Tong was buried deep in the heart of Shan Qiulin, and the tombstone had no meaning at all.

The moment Shan Qiulin closed the lid of the coffin, Bai Yang would never forget the bitterness that could not be thickened in the corner of Shan Qiulin's mouth.

The new grave was erected, and three poplars and single autumn forest kittens stood in front of the grave. No one spoke.

The kitten shook the hand of Aspen tightly, and the whole person was shaking ~ www.readwn.com ~ with clear tears in his eyes.

She knows the entanglement between the three of Mu Tong Jiang Shan Shan Qiulin, and at the same time understands why the poplar behaved that way after leaving yesterday.

Master is afraid of losing me ...

"Master, the kitten will never leave you!" Said the kitten.

The three stood silently in front of the tomb, and no one spoke.

Snowflakes never covered the little grave, wandering around, as if dancing for sadness.

Ten years of life and death, no thought, unforgettable, thousands of miles lonely grave, nowhere to desolate ...

At this moment, Bai Yang thought of this Chinese poem, but everything was nothing but desolation.

"Lao Bai, help, Xiao Tong used to love beautiful flowers. I want her to sleep with flowers all the time," Shan Qiulin said suddenly.

"OK" Poplar answered simply and simply.

With your heart moving, you take in the essence of the surrounding heaven and earth, and melt into the mud of the lonely grave.

The next moment, in the cold wind, the flowers and plants on the soil grew rapidly, and then unknown wild flowers bloomed, adorning the lone tomb and swaying in the cold wind.

"Xiaotong, you see, this is your favorite flower, this is the beauty you have been yearning for, even if there are too many dissatisfaction in this world, at this moment, you are no longer alone, accompanied by flowers, and have been with you all the time Always with you ... "Shan Qiulin whispered standing in front of the grave, his steps never meant to be separated.

Shan Qiulin stands in the snow, with snow-white long hair dancing, I wonder whether it is snow-white or cold.

Gently, Aspen took the kitten away and couldn't bear to bother and look, it was too sad.

"Master, the cat must live a long time, longer than the master, so that the master will not be sad because the cat died."

Away from that lone grave, the kitten said silently in his heart ...