The cold wind roars, snowflakes dance all over the sky, looking at the bottom of your eyes, the earth was white, and there was no trace of the green of life. The sky was covered with dark clouds, as if it was about to collapse. The thick clouds separated the blue sky and the bright sunshine. The sky and the earth were like a huge furnace, allowing the wind and snow to destroy it, and they wanted to refine the people in it into slag and become slim dust.

There was a vast white patch in front, back, left and right, without sunlight, and no distinction between south, south, west and north. A lonely figure was walking forward like an ant in the wind and snow, step by step, leaving a string of long footprints.

The land covered with ice and snow was cold and hard, as if it was about to shatter its feet. The cold wind blew into Chu Xiang's clothes and raging in his body, causing countless bumps on the surface of his skin. Chu Xiang's heart seemed to be frozen, and he could not feel the biting cold wind.

The north latitude is 21 degrees, evergreen all year round, sunshine is hot, and people will be sunburned every year. There are only two short months in winter, and the temperature will never fall below zero, and there will be no snow. However, the drastic changes have changed everything. The land, home, and people we once lived in are different.

The deserted city and unrecognizable hometown, the word home has never been so heavy, which makes Chu Xiang breathless.

Like most people, from college, Chu Xiang has been away from his hometown, staying at home for only more than a month a year, and even less after graduation. He only stays at home for ten or half a month a year, always thinking about making money and going home to serve his parents well. The elderly parents gradually became distant, and the appearance of the family gradually became blurred. Until the great changes occurred, everything was broken into a blank space, and the figure of his parents could no longer be seen.

People are always like this, and only when they lose them will they feel precious.

The home is gone, I am still here, but am I still me?

Looking at the vast white earth in front of him, Chu Xiang hoped that someone could give him an answer, but no one could give him an answer.

After a while, Chu Xiangran sighed silently. He knew that he was no longer the same person as before. To live, too many people gave up their persistence, and he was no exception and became the kind of person he hated the most before.

When people are young, they always fantasize that they will always remain pure, honest and kind, become the perfect person they imagine, transcend the world and be indifferent to fame and fortune, just like heroes in the book. However, people will always change, and this change is often caught off guard, easily destroying their original intentions, making people become cunning and cold-blooded, intoxicated and complacent.

The slow pace moved, the closer he got to that familiar place, the more panicked he felt. He was close to his hometown and felt timid. Chu Xiang had experienced this word so deeply for the first time.

Gray shadows appeared faintly in the wind and snow, and the surrounding scenery became more and more familiar. Chu Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing whether it was the wind and snow too strong or there were tears in his eyes, so he did not dare to look at the dilapidated scene around him carefully.

No matter how long the road is, it will eventually be completed, not to mention that this section of the road is not long, and it is already the door of the house in the blink of an eye. Looking at the familiar place in front of you, Chu Xiang felt inexplicably throbbing, hesitating and afraid. This was a scene that he had never expected. When he arrived at the door of his house, he didn't dare to go in, or even opened his eyes and looked at it carefully.

The low walls are covered with moss and are frozen and cracked by ice and snow. The redbuds at the door have long withered and died. The bright yellow houses are no longer as enthusiastic and vibrant as the morning glow before. Under the cover of ice and snow, there are only a few dead longan trees left in the yard, stretching firmly towards the sky.

The iron gate had been corroded and rusted by the sea water. The remaining two iron rods were unyielding and unwilling to leave. When he walked into the gate slowly, Chu Xiang's heart was even more thrust even though he was knocked hard by a sledgehammer, and his whole body was trembling. He turned his head with all his strength. Chu Xiang's eyes were on the five small mounds of soil in the yard that were almost flattened by the sea water. Five stone tablets were vaguely seen with words on the stone tablet, which was shocking.

Chu Xiang suddenly looked up to the sky and howled, and the dancing snowflakes seemed to be unable to bear to hear the sad sound, floating away from the courtyard. He helped up five stone tablets that were slumped in the soil. The stone tablets that had been soaked in the sea for half a year were already full of moss. Chu Xiang carefully scraped off the mud and moss on it. The handwriting on the five stone tablets Hao Ran was: the tomb of his father Chu San, the tomb of his mother Duan Lihong, the tomb of his sister Chu Huaiyu, the tomb of his younger brother Chu Kun, and the tomb of his nephew Du Zitong.

Five tombstones, the destination of five relatives, everything changed after that distant war.

In an inexplicable war, the howling nuclear bomb buried one-fifth of the entire earth's population. Most of the remaining people died due to various reasons such as radiation. Now less than one-tenth of the surviving population has survived. Since the outbreak of that war, when the earth approached the perihelion in November, the temperature will rise sharply, ice and snow melt, and sea levels will rise. In April, the earth will begin to stay away from the sun, the temperature will drop, and soon fall below zero, and the sea levels will drop slightly. By the end of April, the whole country will enter a low temperature below zero, and places above 20 degrees latitude are covered by ice and snow, huge glaciers form, and sea levels will fall, and only after the end of May will the water surface be revealed again.

The extremely cold climate has caused countless people who have escaped the war disaster to die. Every day, people are taken away by the cold wind and become statues in the ice and snow world.

Now it is the time when the sea water has just receded. The retreating tide has taken away the strong radiation, but it has also taken away the vitality of this land.

After planting the tombstone back on the grave, Chu Xiang sat down on the ground, and the howling cold wind quickly blew the wetness on his face. Five tombstones stood side by side, like a huge peak in his heart, blocking his heart hard. Chu Xiang was speechless and without sadness, but the uncontrollable throbbing in his heart, and the wetness in his eyes leaped out.

Sorrow has long become a reef sinking in the heart, leaving the waves surging and unmoving.

There is only one person left in the family now. Is this the luck of living or their misfortune? If living is called luck, then there will be no misfortune in this world because misfortune is dead.

Chu Xiang sat alone silently. Before he came back, he wanted to come back, but now he was back, but he didn't know what to say. What a pitiful word to live, as humble as dust on his feet, as if he was not as good as an ant. The beautiful memories of the past were gradually being killed and expelled, and bloody storms appeared in his mind, and his heart became colder and colder. If parents knew their current behavior, or they would not recognize this son, perhaps leaving the world with them was the best choice, but they were unwilling to return here.

Looking up at the sky, Chu Xiang sighed a long time, took out the wine bottle, took a sip of the wine, the cold wine slid across his throat, the coolness spread between his chest and abdomen, and then dispersed like flames, but it could not shake the reef in his heart.

Chu Xiang sighed again.

He used to not drink, but now he is drinking more and more. Sometimes a sip of wine can keep people energized, make the enemy's sneak attack fail, resist the cold, and make himself forget the past. Wine has a certain radiation resistance. Although Chu Xiang is no longer afraid of radiation below 1,000 roentgen per hour, he didn't know when his body became as tough as steel, like the cold heart in his chest.

The heat in his chest dissipated, as if he had brought back the feelings of this body. Chu Xiang murmured: "Dad, mom, your son has changed. I wonder if you can still recognize him. This road is too far from your expectations."

After a long time, Chu Xiang sighed: "Maybe, I should try to look back and not let you feel uncomfortable for me."

Chu Xiang took another sip of wine, and a ball of fire seemed to spread out in his chest. He touched the three words "Chu Huaiyu, my sister, I used to tell you not to be so naive and not to be so kind to others, but when I am no longer good to others and speculate on his intentions when I see them, I know what a rare quality it is."

"But in this world, it's not that you treat others well, others will treat you well." Chu Xiang said immediately, just as he always liked to debate with his sister before, and he had nothing to say and was still unwilling to admit his mistakes.

After saying that, Chu Xiang suddenly laughed. It turned out that some things had not changed. Perhaps simple feelings can always be preserved for a long time than complex human hearts.

The softer expression suddenly disappeared when he saw the word Chu Kun. After a long time, Chu Xiang sprinkled the wine in the bottle in front of the Chu Kun stele and whispered: "The Great Wall has been loess for thousands of miles, and the heroes are famous forever. If you don't strive to promote my ambition, how can you write in history in the future? Xiao Kun, how good it would be if I don't tell you this, how good it would be. My dad said, you are the best person he has ever known for his fortune, and the future of our family. You do not disappoint our expectations. You have been very outstanding since childhood, far surpassing me. If you are not that outstanding and I didn't teach you these, how good it would be, and our brothers will not be separated by yin and yang."

Destiny is impermanent, and Chu Xiang understands in his heart that such a result is not his responsibility, but he still cannot forgive himself. Instead, he feels even more guilty. If he could have been there one day earlier, it would not have been the result.

The mood was depressed and excited, like a roller coaster, and Chu Xiang was extremely uncomfortable. He suddenly roared to the sky, the wind and snow turned sharply, and the fields were turbulent.

After a long time, Chu Xiang drank all the wine in the bottle and touched Wang Zitong's tombstone and said, "Xiao Tongtong, my uncle tried his best, but he still couldn't find your father. I forgive my uncle for his incompetence."

After throwing away the wine bottle, Chu Xiang found a stone, cracked the stone and opened the monument, and carved it on the monument with one knife and one knife: the tomb of my brother-in-law Du Songwu, planted between Du Zitong and Chu Huaiyu, and was silent for a long time and said, "You are also a suffering person, I hope you can find your way back."

Burning smoke and drinking wine, Chu Xiang breathed the familiar smell of smoke, looking at the six tombstones in front of him, for a long time, Chu Xiang murmured: "If everything is for survival, for survival, now survival is no longer a problem, and I have no reason to go against my true intentions anymore. Mom and Dad, I hope you can guide me on the way forward, and I will work hard to become the person you want me to be. Xiao Kun, let me achieve the ideal I teach you in person."

He poured all the wine he brought in in front of the grave, Chu Xiang picked up the knife, looked around, jumped onto the roof, and looked at the village in the distance. It was childhood, a beautiful childhood, I don’t know if the beautiful childhood can bring back the memories of the past. Now he can only find the beautiful memories of the past and try to use the beautiful past to flood the reefs in his heart.
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