One big and one small are practicing love

Zuo Kunmin raised his arm and pushed the door open. There were two sounds of "click" and "squeak". The wooden door opened and a quiet, sweet fragrance hit his face.

The two of them walked in together and saw a dark room with several rows of butter lamps lit in the corners and on the desk. The light from the flickering flames gave off an indescribable sense of tranquility and mystery.

The two of them unconsciously slowed down their steps and looked at the butter lamps around them.

Seeing their doubts, Du Niang stopped pouring tea and said proactively: "These lamps are for Luoxia."

While they were talking, Zuo Kunmin and Liu Xiaochen had arrived at the long wooden table. On the table were burning a stick of thin incense sticks, three glass butter lamps with lotus patterns, and a small red clay stove with a handful of warm water on it. Iron kettle.

The two sat down side by side opposite Du Niang.

"Try the old white tea I have collected for ten years." After saying this, Du Niang brewed two cups of tea and placed them in front of the two of them.

Liu Xiaochen opened the diary, took out a piece of white-background red-lined letter paper folded in three from the middle, and said: "You guys have tea, and I will read you a short article. Teacher Wang copied it by hand and put it in the diary. "Book of Wife Release".

Zuo Kunmin picked up the butter lamp in front of him and moved it in front of Liu Xiaochen. The light in her sight immediately became brighter.

Liu Xiaochen unfolded the paper, took two deep breaths, lowered his head, and read word for word.

"Book of Wife Release"

Gai talks about the bond between husband and wife, the love between husband and wife is deep, and their kindness is deep and meaningful.

Discuss the reasons for being together, and the joy of being together. The reason for being a couple is that they were connected in the past three lives before they are matched with each other in this life.

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Since the two minds are different and it is difficult to unite them into the same mind, I will soon meet up with all my relatives in order to find a way out, look for them and write them down, and everyone will return to his own way.

Resolve grievances and knots, let alone hate each other. One is different and the other is wide, each is happy.

After reading, Liu Xiaochen folded the piece of paper, raised his head, and said, "Teacher Wang wrote in the diary. She started to change her mind about that matter when she saw this article." As he said that, he turned to Zuo Kunmin and said : "Teacher Wang said that she never understood how you got married out of love, but later turned into quarrels, cold wars, and mutual harm."

The lights danced, and the black shadows on the white wall swayed slightly.

Zuo Kunmin's eyes were red, and he looked at the shaking black shadow and said: "We mix work and life. The reason for every quarrel we have is almost always because of work. Then, we bring the emotions at work into life. The words we say when we quarrel are instinctive and low-level, and are essentially the fear of animal self-preservation. We feed each other anger and fear, and these negative energies become stronger and stronger. In the end, we are swallowed up by these forces and forget that we love each other. fact."

"Teacher Wang said that she just wants to hear your true words, no matter what you say. And, she also has a few things in her heart that she wants to say to you." After Liu Xiaochen finished speaking, he lowered his head and opened the diary.

Zuo Kunmin immediately turned to look at Liu Xiaochen and listened intently.

"Kun Min, I know that you have always been tolerant of me. Every time we quarreled, you always compromised and coaxed me. I never lowered my head and said soft words, even if I did something wrong. I used to think this was Of course, it wasn't until our last quarrel that you left me resolutely. I began to reflect on my own problems. Tolerance and understanding should be mutual, and it cannot just be one party asking the other party to give infinitely forever. Life is limited, let alone Fragile and changeable love. Unfortunately, it's too late for me to understand these problems. I'm going to die and have no chance to change and grow with you." Liu Xiaochen choked up after reading the end, and at the end, he gently closed the diary.

There was a very subtle sound of 'bata', and a piece of incense ash fell into the white jade incense plate. There was a sound of water flowing, and Du Niang made two more cups of tea, replacing the herbal tea in front of them.

"It's cold, drink hot tea." Du Niang said.

They both raised the tea in front of them and drank slowly. Du Niang picked up the iron kettle on the red clay stove, used iron clamps to fiddle with the carbon inside to make it burn more vigorously, and then put the iron kettle on again.

"Teacher Wang said she doesn't regret being with your friend." Liu Xiaochen said suddenly.

Du Niang just raised the tea cup in front of her, then slowly put it down, looked at Liu Xiaochen, frowned and said, "Really?"

"Yeah!" Liu Xiaochen nodded affirmatively and said, "Teacher Wang has four or five diaries, writing about your daily life together. She said she always thought you were the same as her and liked the same music, books, and food. Until one day during the summer vacation of her junior year. In the afternoon, she went to your house to find you and heard from your father that you fell asleep while reading "Hanshu". Only then did Teacher Wang know that you didn't like those history books at all, and you didn't like eating sweet food. That day, Teacher Wang found out, You have been submissive and pleasing to her since you were a child. I think it may be because of inertia that you and she like the same man."

"No!" Du Niang said decisively, then looked straight at Zuo Kunmin and said: "I really loved you back then, and it was very deep. But I have seen how much you love Luoxia, so, our After three months of being together, I can deeply feel your lack of love for me. It's like holding a boiling glass of water in my hand, and it hurts so much that I have to let it go."

"I'm sorry!" Zuo Kunmin said piously, took a deep breath, and said: "I could feel your kindness to me back then. I should have distanced myself from you, but I failed to control my desires and hurt you. , and also hurt the relationship between the three of us."

Liu Xiaochen suddenly spoke and said: "Teacher Wang said that when she saw the words ignorance, delusion, wisdom, compassion, and impermanence in the Buddhist scriptures, she suddenly understood the root of the love, hate, entanglement, and obstacles between the three of you. Reason. You are all covered by ignorance and delusion, and do not have enough wisdom to truly understand each other. A heart of resentment, jealousy, and ignorance is a prison built for yourself and others, and you are all suffering for it. Life is rare and easy to lose. , people should learn to be compassionate, forgive others, and let go of themselves.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the iron kettle started boiling and white water vapor filled the air.

Du Niang lowered her head in tears, stood up, picked up the iron pot, made tea and refilled the water. Liu Xiaochen stood up, fiddled with the coal and put it out, then picked up two pieces of charcoal from the bamboo basket and added it. Zuo Kunmin raised the tea cup in front of him and drank the cold tea leisurely.

The second brewing tea soup is slightly lighter and the tea aroma is more refreshing.

"In Xiaoxia's diary, did she mention any regrets in life that I could help her accomplish?" Zuo Kunmin asked.

Liu Xiaochen looked down at the red diary and said in a choked voice: "Teacher Wang wrote in many diaries that she didn't want to die, was particularly afraid of death, and was desperate for life. The thing she was most worried about was her children. She was afraid that her children would not die. I love you, but I'm afraid that the woman you marry again will hurt your children..." As he spoke, he choked on his words and burst into tears.

Countless late nights, Zuo Kunmin once thought that Wang Luoxia might be willing to give up her life for the sake of her two children. He had experienced death once, and now he heard Wang Luoxia's voice written in her diary. It is truly confirmed that in the face of death, everyone will be afraid and vulnerable, and everyone wants to live. I deeply understand Wang Luoxia's despair when facing death alone with unresolved knots in her heart.

Deep in Zuo Kunmin's heart, a huge and sincere apology arose.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry for you..." Zuo Kunmin choked up and said again and again. Apart from these three words, he didn't know what to say.

"That's enough!" Liu Xiaochen stopped with a trembling voice and said, "A sincere apology is enough! Teacher Wang wrote in the last diary entry that she hoped that one day, she could hear a sincere apology from you and Zhou Qing. Teacher Wang also He said that if there is a fate in the next life, I would like to meet and fall in love with you again."

As soon as he finished speaking, a breeze suddenly blew through the room. All the butter lamps swayed and the incense sticks on the incense tray were completely extinguished.

The three of them walked out of the house. The snow had become heavier, and the feather-like snow fell in large numbers, making a rustling sound. The lights in the yard were on quietly, and the sky, ground, vegetation, and houses were all white.

Zuo Kunmin and Liu Xiaochen clasped their hands and walked in the snow with their fingers clasped together.