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Zhang Hong ran out in one breath. He waited for his mother to fall asleep, before he had time to clean up the mess on the cutting board, he walked out of the main room lightly, and then ran out with big strides.

The snow was still falling, and the whole mountain was covered in white.

Zhang Hong looked at the sky and the ground, and there was a vast expanse of white everywhere, just like his love, it was also blank.

Zhang Hong ran out and knelt in the snow, asking over and over again: "Why? Why... Where are you? Where are you? Don't disappear, why don't you even want to come in my dream..."

Surrounded by white snow, no one would answer his questions.

Bai Xue seemed to sense his sadness and cried with him.It gets bigger and bigger, like a cluster of cotton, densely packed.

Zhang Hong stood in front of a grave on the hillside.

His mother still didn't survive this year and died on the first day of the new year.

Looking at the place where his mother died, Zhang Hong didn't feel too sad.Before his mother died, she suffered too much, and lived hard for him every day.

Death may be a relief for the mother.

There is a father waiting for the mother, there is no pain, and there is no unworthy son to worry about.

There was something cool on his face, Zhang Hong raised his hand and stroked it.

"Oh, it's snowing again"

The current Zhang Hong can be said to be cumin. His mother has passed away, his lover has disappeared, and his daughter has returned to the place where she should go.

Zhang Hong saw a layer of white snow falling on the tomb, and he saw that some places were uneven, so he smoothed them out with his hands.

Until a thick layer of snow fell on the back.Zhang Hong straightened up and looked at the grave.He smiled at first.

"Mom, you have to take care of yourself over there, so that your son can rest assured." After a pause, he continued: "Mom, I'm leaving here, and I may not be able to come back to see you often in the future, you and Dad should be good! do not worry about me."

He looked into the distance.

Turning around and saying: "Mom, I'm going to find that person. I have someone I like, don't worry, he...he likes me too"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Hong hugged the grave with his lower body, and murmured softly: "Mom, I'm sorry! She left Honghong, and what's more... my son is unfilial, so he can't leave a child for Lao Zhang's family."

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