The tree demon seizes the house and chases after the wife

There is a lot of snow outside.

Jiang Bai opened his sleepy eyes, a little dazed.

The first thing you do when you wake up is to pick up your phone and open your inbox.

Blank.

Only then did he vaguely remember that that person...has already, won't send her messages.

Never again.

There was another pain in my heart.

Letting herself not think about it anymore, she got up, her head was still suffering from a hangover, she threw the phone aside, fumbled for the bedside cabinet, opened the drawer with some difficulty, fumbled for a long time, and found out the painkiller.

But the fingers stopped abruptly.

The familiar drugstore shopping bag vaguely smelled of that girl's gentleness.

—— Abai.

——If you drink alcohol, you will have a headache the next day.

The girl's gentle instructions were vaguely heard in his ears, Jiang Bai closed his eyes, and with a strong hand, he closed the drawer with a "slap".

It hurts.

It's good to have a headache.

At least, it can make her temporarily forget the heartache.

He closed his eyes and rested for a while, obviously he didn't do anything, but Jiang Bai felt that it took all his strength.

...Use all your strength to accept the reality that that person is no longer there.

In a trance, there is a faint fragrance floating in the air.Jiang Bai opened his eyes in a daze, and saw that the narcissus on the table had bloomed without knowing it.

Slender and delicate green stems, white soft and delicate flowers, soft and fragrant floral fragrance.

On the table, the narcissus in full bloom, the test papers spread out, the draft paper with complicated calculations, and the paper that was put aside randomly, everything seems to be the same as when they just left here and went to the hospital to take care of that little liar. Everything seems to be completely different up.

"...You're blooming." Jiang Bai's voice was hoarse, he paused, and muttered to himself, "It's blooming."

What if it blooms.

That person is no longer there.

No one can let her share the joy, so even if the long-awaited garlic blossoms, she has no surprises.

Only my heart is getting more and more sad.

Just treat everything about that person as her dream.

She told herself over and over again.

A dream that, thinking about it, hurts so much that you can't breathe.

When Jiang Bai got up, he saw the broken black rope on the bedside table. For some reason, he clearly convinced himself over and over again that everything about that person was a dream, but he still couldn't help a deep or shallow pain, like a needle prick.

——Do not take it off.

"I... lost it."

Jiang Bai murmured, his eyes were slightly hot, "...I'm sorry."

Forgot, actually forgot.

I forgot to say sorry to that person.

Say now, is it too late?

Jiang Bai squeezed the black rope tightly, feeling the pain of suffocation in his chest.

……How to do.

She hurts so much.

She can't forget, she can't forget that person, she has no choice but to treat everything as a big dream.

But she couldn't stand the pain anymore.

Fold that person's scarf properly and put it away.Jiang Bai went out.

Snowflakes were flying all over the sky, covering the entire city.

The chill soaked through the whole body, the thin windbreaker couldn't resist the wind and cold with snowflakes, but no one asked her to add a thicker coat gently.

No more...no more.

A person, aimlessly, walks through the streets we used to walk together, seeing that the once luxuriant sycamore trees are only left with snow-covered trunks, and I only feel that every step I take is a broken memory.

——You have to become, a better person.

The man's hoarse voice faintly echoed in his ears.

Exhaling a breath of cold air, Jiang Bai stopped in front of the school gate of No. [-] Middle School. No. [-] Middle School was still in winter vacation, and the door was deserted. She quietly looked in at the door for a long time.

The red tiles and white walls of No. [-] Middle School were once the place she most dreamed of.

Because of that person, she picked up the dream that was crushed by others.

But now, this dream, just looking at it, will feel suffocating.

I can only bury it in my heart and never mention it again.

"Mom, after the new year, where shall we go to play?"

Beside him, a little girl in red was led by her parents and walked past Jiang Bai with a lively and innocent face.

"Go to the south, a city without snow." The little girl's mother held the girl's hand, her voice was kind, "What do you think?"

"Okay, okay."

A city without snow.

A city that won't feel cold.

Jiang Bai closed his eyes, turned and left.

All the beauty and all the pain, this city will remember for her.

Once, she had a family in this city.

Even if that family fell apart overnight, she felt that she still had a little courage and stubbornness to live slowly in this cold city by herself.

It would be fine if she was still the same, numb, muddled Jiang Bai.

She can pretend she's a home.

Pretend to be yourself and live a very wanton and unrestrained life.

However, she is not.

Ever since that girl entered her life, she was no longer that Jiang Bai.

Unable to mention, every inch of land in this city is a memory that makes it hard for her to breathe.

Then leave her alone and forget about it.

Get out of here.

She didn't want to wander alone in this place where she and that person had memories.

Yes, vagabond.

Go south.

Go to a city where there is no snow, no pain, and where that person has never set foot.

Good wandering.

The girl held her mother's hand, secretly looked at the black-haired woman in a windbreaker who was walking away, and whispered, "Mom, that sister wears so little, won't she be cold?"

The little girl's mother squatted down, helped the girl straighten the scarf, and sighed softly, "Of course it will be cold."

"Then why doesn't she wear more?" The little girl looked innocent.

"Maybe the person who misses her is not around." The mother touched her head, stood up, and took her hand.

Snow is flying, and the whole city is quiet and lonely.

======

"I'm leaving."

On a quiet winter night, the nightclub is still lively, not because of any changes in the weather and festivals.

As soon as the proprietress, who was drinking, looked up, she saw a black-haired girl in a windbreaker and a light gray scarf, dragging a suitcase, holding a vase of flowers, looking at her with an indifferent expression.

The proprietress was slightly drunk from drinking, looked at Jiang Bai, and thought for a long time before remembering who it was, and after thinking about it, she was speechless for a long time.

"Is there no one to see you off?" The proprietress was speechless, but she still put on a smile and teased her kindly.

It was Jiang Bai's wordless silence that answered her. After a long time, he nodded slowly, "Yeah."

The proprietress vaguely felt that this girl, who was already withdrawn and reticent, seemed to be even more silent and introverted after not seeing her for a month.

Also... lost a lot of weight.

"There are too many strangers." The girl's voice was cold and calm, and her black eyes looked at her quietly, "After thinking about it for a long time, it seems that you are the only one who can say goodbye."

It was obviously a calm and waveless voice, but the proprietress inexplicably heard a bit of fatigue and vicissitudes.

"Leave now? Where are you going?" There was some speculation in her heart, but the proprietress didn't say anything, she just asked her with a smile, "It's windy and snowy outside, it's not easy to go now."

"It's okay." Jiang Bai shook his head slowly, "Go...to the south."

Go to a city where it never snows.

The snow in this city made her heart ache.

"The South is a good place." The proprietress lit a cigarette, smoked a few puffs, narrowed her eyes, "Have you found a house yet?"

"Ah."

The proprietress sighed, "Don't look like you're about to cry. I won't know what to say if you do this."

Jiang Bai's expression was calm, but the circles of his eyes were slightly red, "I didn't cry."

"Drink some beer, strengthen your courage, and have a smooth journey." The proprietress took out a can of pineapple beer and handed it to her. Jiang Bai did not refuse this time, and took it.

"Hey, don't you say it's a child's drink this time?"

Facing the boss's wife's teasing, Jiang Bai just remained silent.

"Just treat yourself as a child." Seeing the girl holding the wine and not talking, the proprietress sighed again, a little distressed, and took a puff of a cigarette, "You are still young, and the road ahead will be long."

There are lights in the long night, and Lu Yao has no home.

Jiang Bai squeezed the cold pineapple beer, silently.

Without her, wherever I go, I'm just a wanderer.

======

Hua Mian stretched out her hand, looked at the thin spirit body, and slightly lowered her eyes.

Sure enough, it's not a ghost race that specializes in raising humans, it's so hard to mend a soul.

Cutting the soul to replenish the soul, feeding one's life with one's life, greatly hurt one's vitality.

Reason told Hua Mian that it is best to rest for a while.

However, Abai was leaving.

Hua Mian floated behind the black-haired girl, watching the girl braving the wind and frost of the cold night, thin and silent, getting on the train going to an unknown destination.

She couldn't let that person be sad for so long.

"See you soon." Hua Mian murmured, "Next time..."

Next time, definitely, I won't make you cry again.

Absolutely not.

Abai, wait for me.

The author has something to say: Don't dare to go deep in love, for fear of having a big dream.

☆, double carp