When Su Ming left years ago, his cultivation had only recovered to one level. Now that he has returned, he has recovered to nearly 60%, but no matter what, he is still him.
He is still the Gou Sheng brother the clown calls him, and he is still the thin but sensible boy in the eyes of the clown's parents.
Su Ming stood outside the house, raised his hand, and knocked gently on the door.
The sound of knocking on the door was very slight in the whining of the wind and snow. It could not be heard clearly outside, but it could be heard clearly inside the house.
"Who..." A weak voice came from the house. This voice belonged to the clown, but the voice seemed a little weak.
"It's me." Su Ming said softly.
After his voice came out, the house suddenly became quiet. Not long after, the door was opened violently by someone from inside. The moment the door of the house was opened, the wind and snow howled from outside.
As he walked in, snowflakes rolled in, but Su Ming's thin body was like a mountain at the moment, blocking the wind behind him, so that the wind... couldn't blow his body, and couldn't blow those moments when he looked at him blankly, with surprise in his eyes.
The clown whose tears flowed.
"Brother Gou Sheng!" Joker cried out and stepped forward to hug Su Ming. Su Ming gently patted her back and used his own body to continue to block the wind and snow for her.
"Don't cry, clown. I haven't seen you in almost a year. He's a lot taller." Su Ming smiled softly and said. When he raised his head, he saw a man standing there in the house.
couple.
Gray hair, more wrinkles, and the traces left by the passage of time that seems to have doubled, a slightly rugged body, a thin face, and lips that opened in tears as if to say something.
This is Clown's father.
The woman on the side had a lot of white hair, and her beautiful face was only vague and could not be seen clearly. Her tears fell, but there was a scene on her face that made Su Ming think it was the most beautiful smile in the world.
"I'm home, waiting for you..."
This simple sentence made Su Ming's heart suddenly filled with warmth. He pulled the clown over and closed the door of the house. Looking at the ordinary family in front of him, Su Ming knelt there.
"Dad, Mom, Gou Sheng is back..."
A kind of warmth dispelled the cold wind that had just blown into the room at this moment, and dispersed the cold snow outside, filling the room with warmth that could melt the cold winter.
That night, Clown's laughter echoed in the warmth just like before. Clown's father's kind eyes were always on Su Ming, and Clown's mother took out the bag from the house.
A cotton-padded jacket, which she had sewn with her own hands, for him.
Su Ming, wearing that cotton-padded jacket, looked like a real boy. There was no sorrow, no killing, no complexity, only the warmth that warmed the family.
The light in the house never went out that night. In the darkness outside and the blowing of the cold wind, it existed for a long time, because what kept it burning may not be kerosene, but the people in this family.
Ordinary, but the family love that Su Ming longed for.
It is the family love that keeps this light alive. Su Ming cherishes this family love and keeps it all in his heart as his beauty and a part of his memory that he cannot allow to be lost.
In this part of memory, Joker is written, her father and mother are written, and they are also his.
"I will stay with you until the end of your years..." These are the words Su Ming silently said to the clown back then, and they are also the words he writes in his heart and in that memory now.
Beauty, in many cases, is short-lived, because there may be an eye called loneliness in this world, which does not want to see too much beauty, so it allows beauty and ephemerality to cherish each other.
Therefore, people always say that short-lived beauty...
This night, after all, has an end, and the word "beautiful" also has an end in a short time. Su Ming cannot stay here for a long time, because if this happens, before his cultivation has recovered, he may bring
For this family, it will be a life and death farewell.
All he can do is remember this short-lived beauty, and then..." and leave silently.
But he left one person behind, a person who was lying on a small bed and gradually opened his eyes. This person was Chen Daxi, the elder brother of Xiaoer, and he was a poor soul.
His appearance should have been middle-aged, but Su Ming couldn't bear the heartache of Joker's parents, and couldn't bear Joker's tears. He would rather delay his cultivation for some time, and gave life to Chen Daxi.
, making Chen Daxi's face look like he was twenty years old.
This is false. At the end of his ten-year life, he will become what he should be.
Su Ming left.
After he combed the bodies of Clown's father and mother, dispersing their diseases and making the birthmark on Clown's face lighter, he did not push open the door of the house, but appeared outside the house in one step.
.
"If I didn't open the door to leave, it means I didn't leave, then I would never open the door." Behind Su Ming, there were endless snowflakes, which covered him and Joker.
The road leading to a house seemed to have cut off its return path, gradually turning into a white expanse.
Su Ming was walking alone on the snow. As he walked farther and farther, the snowflakes fell on his hair, body, and cotton-padded jacket... It was very cold, but there was warmth buried in his heart.
In this snow, it can warm him and allow him to walk further.
Su Ming went far away, walking in the white snow of this world, until he walked alone to Baitou. The figure that disappeared from the sky and the earth gradually became unclear in the desolation, and gradually turned into something...
The whimpering of the snowy wind is like the distant sound of a Xun song, and the falling snowflakes are the lyrics of this Xun song, singing in this void, and I don’t know who can hear it.
In that song, it sings about burying a city in the wind and snow, about loneliness and extinguishing all the lights, about someone’s sunset, someone’s face, someone’s childhood for more than ten years in the invisible stranger...
After Su Ming left, in the clown's family, Chen Daxi, who was lying on the bed in a deep sleep, slowly opened his eyes. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes. He felt that he had slept for a long time.
I had a long, long dream.
At the end of the dream, a voice echoed, and it was this voice that brought him out of the dream and brought him home.
"You are a person of death... What I can do is help you fight for ten years of life, and use these ten years... to accompany your parents and your sister..."
I don’t know how I finished writing this chapter. As I wrote it, I suddenly felt like I was coming back to myself. There are really no other words to describe it, so let’s describe it this way.
I felt full of strength all of a sudden, but as I wrote, I became more exhausted. Looking back on this month, I only have one word.
It has nothing to do with being tired, I won’t say...