"While that man was doing hard labor, his wife had been waiting for him to return. She was also a believer in the goddess, but after this incident, she never stepped foot into Tianxin Church again."
"Later, it snowed in the sky, and the news of the man's death reached his wife's ears. She accepted the fact calmly, and after three years, she knocked on the door knocker of Tianxin Church again. That day, I happened to be in
The family is preparing for the seven-day ceremony."
To this day, Ringer still thinks of the way the woman looked at him at that time, and the way she told him in a voice without sadness: "Bavel will never come back here again."
Pavel is her husband, a poor man who steals food for his family, but his time is stolen by fate.
The young man who had become a priest stood on the altar. After hearing the news, he said nothing. He just took a piece of bread and milk and handed it to her. She also took it silently and said thank you.
The two people looked at each other with calm eyes. It was neither the anger that a son who lost his father should have, nor the grief that a wife who had lost her husband should have. It was the pastor looking at his believers, or the lamb looking at him.
Watch your own gods. When hatred is buried deep in the ice and snow, people gain false comfort.
"From that day on, she and I reached an unspoken tacit understanding, or a fragile alliance that could break at any time: She came to Tianxin Church to participate in the seven-day ceremony, and no matter how many people lined up, she would definitely get one.
Bread and milk; and as a price, she cannot tell Metien about this, and she cannot let her know how her father died."
"You should know her too."
Ringer raised his head slightly, looked past the tombstone, and landed on the tangled branches. He mistook a falling leaf for a withered snowflake that day, and said in a low voice, "That's Mrs. Maggie." p>
No wonder.
Alice suddenly realized that all the puzzling things in the past had been reasonably explained at this moment: no wonder Ringer never called Mr. Yang Ke his father, no wonder his character was always so cold and rational, no wonder he reminded himself to
Be careful with Mrs. Maggie, no wonder he said that everyone on Songshi Street may speak for Tianxin Church, but Mrs. Maggie will not...
What followed was a more complicated mood.
A piece of snow in the world will be a heavy disaster if it falls on every tiny soul.
The girl suddenly spoke and said dullly: "I'm sorry."
Lin Ge looked at her strangely: "Why do you need to apologize?"
It's not your fault.
Alice couldn't explain why she wanted to apologize. Maybe it was because she had this impulse in her heart, so she spoke without thinking. She grabbed the bangs on her forehead with some embarrassment and hesitated: "Well,
That is to say, because...I am really sorry for making you recall such sad past events..."
But.
"Even without you, these memories still exist."
Just like a wound, sometimes it is a surge of severe pain, and sometimes it is a dull pain that makes you toss and turn at night and unable to sleep.
Without you, they will not disappear.
"I'm telling you this just to tell you a truth, Alice." Ringer's eyes were fixed on every leaf in the oak forest, imagining that they were snowflakes that had not yet had time to fall, so he said softly
He realized the truth after losing the most precious person: "In this world, only a peaceful life is the most important."
"The purpose of people living in this world is to live a peaceful life. Instead of harboring unrealistic fantasies and expecting something unexpected to happen suddenly at some point, leading you to another path. Many times you can't decide.
, are those accidents good or bad?"
"Therefore, after this trip, no matter what the outcome is, I will take Metien back to this city and continue our peaceful life."
The atmosphere is quiet and peaceful. The wind blows through the forest, making a rustling sound. The quiet whispers are like someone trying to stay, calling a heart that is afraid of losing, and staying in the cage drawn by memories forever.
He didn't mention what Alice should do because he knew she would have her own choice.
The maid was stunned and said nothing.
She had heard the same truth from Ringer the day before, but after learning about Mr. Yang Ke, she felt it had more weight, so much so that it was like a heavy stone, oppressing a person's heart, making her almost gasp.
I can't help but feel angry.
This is not right.
She thought with difficulty, because accidents are not something you can avoid if you want.
What's more.
"You never mentioned this to Meridian." Alice seemed to be talking to herself or talking to Ringer: "If you really want her to become more mature, then tell her the truth directly.
Isn't it better? If you don't do this, it actually means that you also hope that she can maintain her innocence and kindness, right? Just like every child will have, the fantasy about fairy tales." p>
Lin Ge pursed his lips in silence and did not answer.
At this time, footsteps came from behind.
There was also Metien's happy voice: "Linge, sister Alice, I'm back!"
The two people whose names were called turned around and looked at the stone road in the forest. They saw the pink-haired girl holding two bouquets of white forget-me-nots in her arms, trotting over all the way, stepping on her little black leather boots.
There are echoes of the past on the old stone slabs.
Finally, she stopped in front of the two of them, smiled at Ringer first, and then handed a bouquet of forget-me-nots to Alice next to her: "Here, sister Alice, this is the flower you want."
Alice quickly took it and said thank you.
Medien took the flowers and walked towards her father's tombstone, followed closely by Alice. She watched quietly as the girl solemnly placed the flowers next to Ringer's bouquet, then closed her eyes and said nothing.
She said something. Maybe she was praying for the peace of her father's soul, or simply expressing her feelings... Alice looked at it, and suddenly felt that she was really a happy girl.
Someone took good care of her and preserved her most precious innocence in this cold and gloomy era.
"Medien."
She stepped forward and gently placed the forget-me-not in her hand in front of Mr. Yang Ke's tombstone. At the same time, she whispered to the girl: "Remember, you have always been loved by everyone."
Even if they sometimes have to experience painful things and face cruel reality, their love for you will never disappear.
The girl was startled for a moment, then opened her eyes, showed a bright smile to Alice, and nodded her head vigorously: "Yes!"
I know, Sister Alice.
I've always known it.
……
In the end, it was time for them to leave.
"Go back, Metien."
Ringer whispered. He held Meridian's hand and led her outside the cemetery. Alice was on the other side. Slowly, step by step, the three figures gradually moved away and were about to disappear.
In the shadow of the oak forest, it disappears at the end of time.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew over, making the surrounding leaves rustle. It blew up Metien's scarf, and also blew Alice's golden ponytail, floating brightly, like a large dazzling butterfly.
Flying freely to Mr. Yang Ke’s grave.
In this wind, the bright sunshine fell from the gaps between the branches and leaves, and the light was distorted, vaguely transforming into the figure of a middle-aged man. He was half-kneeling in front of the tombstone, stretched out his hand and gently touched the three bouquets of white flowers, his face
Above is a gentle and nostalgic smile.
He whispered, Goodbye.
Metien had a premonition of something and looked back suddenly, but she saw nothing, only the rustling wind and the tiny rays of sunlight passing through the mottled silhouettes.
"What's the matter, Metien?"
"It's nothing, Ringer. I just feel... my father seems to be here."
"He's always there."
"That's right. Then, when will we see him again, Ringer?"