(Ten thousand words! Definite chapter!)

In the next life, can you choose me to be your girlfriend...

The corners of An Xiaomi's eyes were shining with tears, and her voice was soft, but it contained emotions that were difficult to express.

Xu Zhimu clutched the bamboo slips. Some of the handwriting had been blurred by the wind after a year.

If there really is a god in the world who takes away the wishes of pious people, then maybe... so many regrets have gathered into Xu Zhimu who is now reborn.

Xu Zhimu held the bamboo slip in his hand, raised his head and looked at the girl who was looking down at him at the moment.

Xu Zhimu took her off his neck and hugged her into his arms.

The fireworks are bright, the stars are twinkling, and the lively streets are full of festive joy.

Just like the sparkling eyes of the girl in my arms, nervous, uneasy, hopeful, sad...

The pride she once had disappeared, and what was left was a humble and fragile girl's soul.

Xu Zhimu didn't know if there would be another life, and he didn't know if his rebirth would be a dream.

But at this moment, he knew that he could never hide his feelings.

An Xiaomi.

Ever since that snowy night, a heartbeat seed has grown in my heart.

Once it takes root and sprouts, if it is dug out, it will be more majestic and magnificent than the ancient tree in front of you.

You don’t have to travel thousands of miles to make a wish. The voice of your heart has already created a lush wish-making tree.

The next life is too vague, and I will not let you go in this life.

This was the voice in Xu Zhimu's heart, but looking into the girl's eyes, he said seriously and gently: "Okay, I promise you."

Another group of bright fireworks rose up, instantly igniting the girl's slightly dim eyes, making them dazzling and colorful.

The evening breeze blew her long hair at the temples, smoothing away the scars left by memories.

Her smile was in the fireworks, and her smile was like a flower.

The wind blew the sound of bells, the bamboo slips touched each other, it was crisp and sweet, and the ancient trees carried countless wishes mixed into the wind.

If there are gods above, you should be able to hear the prayers in these bells.

Two people stood on the edge of the fence, with the bamboo slips echoing constantly above their heads, and the sky full of bright fireworks in the distance, lighting up their faces again and again.

An Xiaomi heard the answer that she had wanted to get for a long time.

She smiled stupidly, tears sliding down her cheeks, like crystals under the light of the fireworks.

"Thank you, Zhimu..."

An Xiaomi looked at him without blinking, his face flickering in and out of light under the firelight, like a dream, erratic.

He was clearly standing in front of him, but he seemed to be disappearing at any moment.

Xu Zhimu stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, but An Xiaomi asked him tremblingly: "Do you think we really have another life? Will I really meet you in my next life?"

Xu Zhimu was also stunned for a moment. Does this world have past and present lives?

Although Xu Zhimu is a reborn person, he doesn't know it himself.

Is he traveling through time or in parallel time and space?

In short...he doesn't know about his past and present lives.

But he felt that his rebirth was a miracle in itself.

Xu Zhimu looked up at the ancient tree and smiled warmly: "We have made a wish to the ancient tree, and the gods will definitely let us meet in the next life..."

Xu Zhimu said, gently stroking the girl's cheek, her deep pupils glowing with gentle luster.

"I have always been a materialist, but since I met you, I hope there will be an afterlife."

An Xiaomi bit her lip, her whole body trembling slightly, her vision was covered with tears, and she let the tears fall down one by one.

She let out a silly smile and looked up at the lush ancient trees: "But, there are no gods in this world at all..."

She said, with her red eyes and smiling lips, that arrogant girl was smiling innocently, looking into Xu Zhimu's eyes: "You are my biggest miracle."

There is no god in this world, each other is the greatest miracle of the other.

The wind is gentle, the moon is bright, the fireworks are bright, and my heart is warm.

The girl in Hanfu, with a few tears and a happy smile, gently stood on tiptoe.

Xu Zhimu lowered his head slightly and looked at the pink lips, as the two people got closer and closer.

Fireworks were in full bloom, and the sparkling light illuminated the lips and corners of the eyes of the two people.

Finally, stick together tightly.

The bamboo slips sway, the leaves occasionally fly, and countless people make their wishes to the ancient tree.

Make a wish on the ancient tree, please bless these infatuated people that they can meet again in the next life...

The wind was blowing the bamboo slips, just above their heads.

The two people's wish-making jade slips moved with the wind and collided.

Some writing can be vaguely seen.

"I don't know today, but I hope I will be born again...I can still put on a wedding dress for you..."

Shaking, those sincere and beautiful wishes may only be seen by gods.

…

The second floor window of the B&B.

Xiaomi's mother was sitting by the window with a glass of sake, watching the bright fireworks in the sky.

Beautiful colors are also reflected in her bright eyes.

She looked in the direction of the ancient tree with a long look.

She didn't know whether these choices were right or not, but she knew one thing.

If word of this gets out, there will be overwhelming pressure.

There is still no definite answer to Xiaomi's health, so in the past few years, if there are really any rumors.

Let her carry it all. She drank a glass of sake, her mouth was bitter and her heart was more complicated.

Finally, she took out her mobile phone and dialed Xiaomi's father's number.

"Hey, what's wrong, wife, where are you, Xiaomi, and that little brat, are you okay?"

As for the question on the phone, An's father's calm voice came immediately.

Xiaomi's mother took another sip of sake. The concern in his voice stopped and she couldn't help but curl her lips. Her voice seemed to be relying on someone.

"Brother An, the fireworks here are so beautiful."

"Have you been drinking? Where are that brat Xiaomi and Zhimu?" An's father's concerned voice came.

Xiaomi's mother laughed twice: "Xiaomi Genzhimu went to the ancient tree where we made a wish last time. I was a little tired today so I didn't follow..."

"Just the two of them?"

Father An asked a little uneasily.

"How old are their children? Why should they be worried?"

"It's just because they are no longer children that I'm worried."

"Humph, that's better than you. Why don't you have to work overtime if you don't want to leave your beautiful wife?"

Xiaomi's mother couldn't help but complain about An's father, and Xiaomi's father didn't know what to say.

Xiaomi's mother looked at the fireworks that were blooming outside, with bright reflections in her eyes.

"Brother An, how about we travel alone next time..."

Xiaomi’s mother’s voice sounded like a girl’s, rendering the empty room as pink as cherry blossoms.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time, and finally the word "Okay." was spoken.

…

The night is getting darker and the fireworks are gradually ending.

Xu Zhimu took An Xiaomi's little hand and slowly began to walk towards the B&B.

The streets on the road are still very lively, and many elderly people are walking among them, enjoying the lively joy brought by the festival.

When the two people walked up a flight of steps, they came face to face with a pair of old men wearing kimonos.

This pair of old people are also holding hands, their hands covered with calluses and wrinkles holding together. Time has taken away their youthful faces.

But the feelings between the two people cannot be taken away, and the person supporting them walks down the stairs step by step.

Xu Zhimu and An Xiaomi also held hands, dressed in Hanfu, and walked up the stairs step by step against the light.
To be continued...