"I thought about what you said carefully," Shi'er never spoke slowly. Every word is thoughtful and can be written in the book and recited with future generations: "I'm sorry to you."
”
Qiuqiu suddenly felt guilty.
She felt a little aggrieved when she said those words in the afternoon, and she felt very happy after she finished speaking.
But after venting her grievances and her pleasure passed, she felt that she seemed a little too much.
It was something Qiuqiu could never have imagined that Shi'er would come to apologize to her, and she was still thinking about going to apologize to him tomorrow.
"I've been waiting for too long and have too much hope." He whispered: "Actually, I also have a lot of resentment and want to have an attack, but I don't even have someone to have an attack."
Qiuqiu thought, isn’t there?
But why isn't this Qiuqiu? I don't want to think deeply about it.
"You are not wrong, I put pressure on you." He whispered through the light: "What I have been looking for is you. It doesn't matter if I can't remember the past. Of course, it's good to remember, but I can't remember,
That doesn't matter."
Qiuqiu looked at him: "Is it really okay? You wanted to find me because of your past, but I can't remember the past, so what's the point of finding me?"
"I look for you because you are you. If you don't remember those, you are still you. Even if you are reincarnated and reborn, your spirituality will not change."
What the two people said was like a tongue twister.
Qiuqiu felt a little confused.
"Slow down, let me be empty...I have to think about it..."
The wick hugged it into a knot, and then burst out with a bang.
Shi'er took off the lampshade. He gently tapped his fingertips at the flame, repaired the candle wick, and covered the lampshade back.
Qiuqiu actually couldn't figure it out.
She asked calmly: "Do you tell me what happened before?"
Shi'er looked at her as if she was a little confused.
"No?"
"No," he said slowly, "but I don't know where to start."
Is that a very bloody past?
"I fell in love with someone... She also liked me. We became Taoist couples, and later she saved my life."
Qiuqiu was about to vomit blood.
Well, she shouldn't have any expectations for Shi'er. She knew from the time he told her about Zi Yu Zhenren's past that this person has the ability to tell the legend of ups and downs of love and hate that is dull and boring,
It’s like a piece of old cucumber that has been cooked over the fire and has no salt added. It’s not right to eat it or vomit it.
"Then what?"
"She's dead."
Qiuqiu thought, this story is too confusing and has no novelty.
And from what he meant, he was the other protagonist in the story.
"Are you... looking for her?"
It feels quite strange to use this to call herself who she used to be.
"Yes, I've been looking for it for a long time." He was quiet for a while: "At first, I didn't know where to go to find it. I took a lot of detours, but later I found a way."
Qiuqiu had given up on the idea of hearing something wonderful from him, which was too unrealistic.
Although she was so curious.
If a person dies, who knows where he will go if he dies? Where should he find this?
Shi'er suddenly asked her: "Do you want to see it?"
Qiuqiu was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly.
Shi'er took her hand and spread her palms flat.
His fingers crooked in her palms falsely.
Qiuqiu opened her eyes wide, fearing that she would miss a little detail.
This person has poor expression skills. But his strength is really unambiguous.
A slight silver light rose from Qiuqiu's palms tremblingly.
What is this silver light?
Qiuqiu watched it rise from the palm of his hand, but he didn't know what it was.
This feeling is not good, and it feels like a mouse's claws makes me feel itchy.
The silver light was manipulated by Shi'er's fingertips, slowly circling around Qiuqiu for a while, dragging out a long silver light belt.
"Everyone has a path that belongs only to himself, just like the trajectory of stars. No two stars have the same trajectory." Shi'er also spread out the palm of his other palm, and there were also
A little silver light rose from his palm.
Two silver lights floated in the air. They were only about an inch apart. Once they changed their positions slightly, Qiuqiu immediately couldn't find which one belonged to him. The two silver lights returned and surrounded each other, just like two
The old friend who had been reunited after a long time was greeting. One went in and the other went back, pulling out the long silver thread, making Qiuqiu's eyes a little dizzy.
"You just find mine with this?"
If everyone's life track is like this, it seems that there is no distinction at all. How did he find the one that belongs to her among the thousands of trajectories in the world? Just like the rain falling from the sky, countless
How many raindrops are shrouded in the vast earth? Who can find the unique drop from these rain lines?
"There were several times when I felt that I was close, but I couldn't touch it." Shi'er's expression seemed empty and her eyes were not focal. He was sitting in front of her, but Qiuqiu felt that he was immersed in a distant place.
In the world: "The fate changes and the trajectory appears and disappears. Once I keep looking forward, I almost lost and can never come back..."
Where are you lost?
Qiuqiu's chest was tight, as if it was tightly held by one hand.
His tone was plain, but Qiuqiu felt sad and sad, and he was like looking for a needle in a haystack with a slim hope...
Is she worth looking for like this?
"I think...she must not want you to do this."
Was her a lover with him in her previous life?
If he dies in front of her, will she fight her life to save him?
Qiuqiu found that her answer could almost blurt out.
She will.
This is not the result of careful consideration, but an instinct.
If she is given time to consider, let her slowly measure gains and losses and look forward to it, maybe she will be reluctant to give up her life. How good is it to live, so that she can only feel everything. In this world, who cares about her life?
But Qiuqiu vaguely felt that even if there was room for her to think about repentance, the choice she made in the end was probably the same.
The two silver lights were already tightly attached to each other, and it was hard to tell who was entangled with whom. They chased each other like two cheerful birds, sliding and flying in the house.
The lamp in the lampshade was gone at some point, and the room at night was a deep and cold blue-black. The trajectory of the two silver lights interlaced, like two meteors in the dark night.
Qiuqiu stretched out his hand. The silver light seemed to hesitate in the air before slowly falling down and sinking into her palm.
There was another silver light hanging alone in the air, without the lively and ecstasy as before. Looking at it inexplicably makes people feel lonely and desolate.
Shi'er took it back too.
The two of them were standing in a room several feet wide, but there was darkness around them, which made Qiuqiu feel desolate, as if they were in the wilderness and looking around.
What a difficult thing it was for Shi'er to find her.
It was probably no less than she had died for him once.
"I'm sorry..." Qiuqiu said softly, she lowered her head and covered the hot moisture in her eyes: "Those words I said in the afternoon...I..."
Some words are light and easy to say, but it will be difficult to regret it again.
Shi'er held her hand. The two of them tangled their fingers and intertwined them: "In fact, there is no need for anyone to say sorry to anyone."
yes.
There is probably no need for anyone to say sorry to anyone among them.
Qiuqiu said that in the afternoon, not because he was picky about him, but because he had to be petty.
She was frightened, she was afraid that all this would come too unreal. She was afraid that it would be just a dream, and everything would never be there after waking up.
Her sharpness actually comes from her uncertainty.
She couldn't remember.
She felt fear and felt like rootless duckweed.
You can't even control your own destiny, let alone other people and other things?
But now her heart gradually became more at ease.
Even if she still can't remember it, she will not be as worried as she is now. Because she is afraid of being hurt, she puts a barb on herself first and hurts others.
The two stood in the dark for a long time, and none of them thought of lighting the lights again.
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Half of the moon was covered by clouds, and layered clouds were like soft cotton wool, reflected by the moonlight and crystal clear.
Remind Qiuqiu of marshmallows.
Thinking of his lips, sweet and soft.
"We have seen the moon like this before, have we also seen it?"
“See it.”
Qiuqiu's finger gently stroked his palm: "I'll ask you just want to say something? You can't continue talking about where we saw it, when, and what the moonlight was like at that time.
My son—you are so boring.”
Not proactive and enthusiastic at all.
Shi'er held her fingers tightly with her backhand.
Uh...well, sometimes he is quite proactive.
"When we were together, you always said, I listened." Shi'er said softly: "I have been suffering from a serious illness since childhood and have been quiet. At that time, you always said, I listened."
“We met very early?”
Shi'er thought for a while, reached out and looked at him, "You were so tall when I first met you."
Qiuqiu saw that he was comparing the height, which was not much higher than his knees.
It turned out... she was still a three-headed little doll at that time.
"How tall were you then?"
Shi'er had to think about it this time and then measured the height.
Qiuqiu thought, fortunately, she was also a half-year-old child.
"So we are still childhood sweethearts."
Shi'er was stunned for a moment, and passed the word childhood sweetheart back and forth in his heart for a few times before whispering: "Yes."
Aren’t he and her childhood sweethearts?
At that time, he and she were still people who were half-understanding of the world, but their feelings for each other were full of thoughts and never wavered.
There is only one she in his eyes, and so is she.
When she sacrificed her life for him, and when he had been pursuing her life for many years, they did not hesitate or regret at each other. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come
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