Rebirth of the Abandoned Son Without Regrets

Clear.In the huge cemetery, white paper flowers were flying like snow, and the people who came to pay their respects stood silently in front of the tomb, with expressions of sadness or nostalgia.Everything was as quiet as a silent film.

At the end of the cemetery is a pear tree, the willow leaves are blown by the continuous drizzle, and the pear blossoms in the sky are fluttering with the wind, like a silent sacrifice.The blue-gray stone tablet stands lonely under the pear tree, and the black-and-white photo shows the innocent face of the young man.His eyes are bright, and the smile on his lips is so bright that it seems to be able to warm up the cold spring.He stands in the memory, not asking the world.

I stood by the tomb, stroking the black-and-white photo with my fingers, touching it gently, but there was only a cold piece in my hand.It's been a year.It has been a year since my little Yu left me.The incomprehension and despair at the beginning seemed to fade away with the solution of the mystery, and only the endless sorrow and silence lingered in my heart.Human life is so fragile and short, so short that it is only a moment of confusion and you will lose your love forever.

Has my little Yu ever been as desperate as I am?Falling into memories step by step, unable to see through, unable to escape, unable to break obsession.He guarded a job and waited, but gradually forgot the person who was waiting.He smiled and drank the bloody memories, leaving only the original appearance.He smiled, abandoned the beautiful expectations he portrayed, and slept peacefully.He was always smiling, but sad all his life.Even at the moment of death, I still hope that the person will forget.

My little Yu, why do you want to drink despair alone, why, you don't want to tell your Xiaofan?Your Xiaofan, he also loves you so much, he loves you so much that he would rather guard you who is becoming more and more bewildered.Why can't you be more selfish?

That's right, my Xiaoyu is such a simple and soft-hearted person, he doesn't want me to suffer, so he chooses to suffer by himself.He was so distressing, but also so cruel, so cruel that he killed himself.The bright red blood flowed all over the ground, winding into a stream, pear blossoms adorned his brows, but the once bright eyes lost focus.He lay quietly under the pear tree, as if in deep sleep.At that moment, my world seemed to be completely gray, with no trace of color in sight.

Xiaoyu, why are you so cruel?Why do you distrust me so much?Why, you want to leave with the most irreversible gesture, not even leaving me a farewell?My Xiaoyu, why did you leave me, your Xiaofan?Didn't you agree to wait for him? If you are crazy, you have to wait.

My heart suddenly ached, and the continuous pain seemed to be pierced by an ice pick, extremely cold.I stared at the boy on the tombstone, like staring at us at the beginning.The people in the photo smiled so brightly, but gradually it became black and white, and it became a color that I can no longer touch in this life. "Xiaoyu..." I whispered softly, but no one could respond.

The wind was getting stronger, and a chill rose from my body.The old man said that the soul with obsession and unwillingness to leave will stay in the world, Xiaoyu, is that wind you?There are pear blossoms flying in front of my eyes, pure white like snow, the familiar scene can't help reappearing in front of my eyes, and I am familiar with the despair and sadness in my heart.

A year ago during the Qingming Festival, the pear blossoms were in full bloom.Snow-white flowers stand upright on the branches, dotted with spring.I strode towards the small courtyard of the garden, and there were pear blossoms floating in front of my eyes, with delicate petals.This year's pear blossoms seem to be blooming exceptionally well.

After I asked the housekeeper, I walked towards the small courtyard.There, there is my little Yu.Thinking of everything yesterday, thinking of his soft words, my heart can't help but soften.My little Yu finally recognized me.He is no longer indulging and obsessing, and I finally waited for his response.This time, I will never miss the appointment again, and I will never let him suffer any more.

With a mood of excitement and anticipation, with all kinds of bright futures depicted in my mind, I stepped into the courtyard.My heart skipped a beat, and the scent of flowers from the tip of my nose couldn't hide the strong smell of blood.That rust-like breath seemed to coincide with the day when Yan Shang was killed.Like that, full-bodied.

I suppressed the uneasiness in my heart, followed the bloody smell, and gradually approached the tall pear tree.When I lowered my head, when I saw a large amount of blood on the ground, it was so stiff that I couldn't lift it up.It was as if something had strangled my throat, making it difficult for me to breathe.Don't look up, don't... There seemed to be a faint voice in my ear, coming from the bottom of my heart.

I restrained the unfamiliar panic and raised my head little by little.Under the pear tree, there was a man lying down.The blood was gurgling from his chest, but it had begun to congeal.Under his body, the pear blossoms that were originally snow-white were now stained a dazzling red by blood.A dagger was stuck in his chest, piercing deeply into the place where his heart was hidden.The pear blossoms fell like rain, dyeing his hair white.His big eyes were open, but there was no focus in them.He has long been dead.

The blood all over my body seemed to be frozen, and I heard the sound of my heart being corroded.That heart full of expectations was corroded by something called despair.My heart was completely empty when I saw the face of the boy under the pear tree.That is, my little Yu...

I almost staggered to his side, knelt on the ground, and let the drier blood stain my clothes, leaving patches of blood.I looked at his eyebrows and howled like a lone wolf who had lost his partner.My throat seemed to be strangled, and I could only make a hoarse and desperate sound.

"Xiao Yu!!!!" The trembling hand reached out to him, stroking his cold cheek.That body had already lost its temperature and became a stiff corpse.The smile on his lips was particularly dazzling.My vision was blurred by tears, and I couldn't see everything clearly, only the smile on his lips was very clear.That smile is full of nostalgia, relief and despair.My heart seemed to be suffocated in an instant, and the pain seemed to be gouged out.

On his exposed neck, there were still red marks from last night, but his body was cold and hard.Obviously yesterday was still a warm picture, and even a moment ago I was still describing the beautiful things in the future, why was everything collapsed and shattered in just a moment?Why, my little Yu wants to leave so resolutely, without even the slightest recruitment?

Perhaps, he was just tired.He waited for so many years and suffered so much before he got that person.In order to wait, he went crazy and abandoned everything.He just, couldn't wait any longer.After missing appointments for so many years, is he finally unwilling to wait anymore?Obviously this time, I didn't miss the appointment...

I gently hugged the thin man, but I couldn't save everything.Everything is gray, only the dazzling red and the sky full of white are vivid in my world.My little Yu, I haven't had time to tell him that I am Qian Fan.Maybe, you already know it, but it doesn't matter, I'll tell you again.

"I am Qian Fan, Qian is Qian with thousands of words, and Fan is Lin Fan's Fan. Xiao Fan is not as nice as Xiao Fan, so you should call me Xiao Fan. Well, your Xiao Fan..." I bowed gently Said in his ear, the silent wind blew the pear blossoms down, and the snow-white hair fell off, as if for a moment.I stared into his large, empty eyes and kissed his face.

The pear blossoms are falling like snow, which seems to have the coldness of snow, gradually freezing my body.In my eyes, only the person in my arms is left, my little Yu.It must have hurt when the dagger was inserted into the heart.My little Yu is so afraid of pain, but he didn't cry, how brave he is.My little Yu has become strong and learned to face everything with a smile, not even afraid of death.He smiled and slept under the flowers forever.

My little Yu, who is so kind and pure, must not have the heart to make me suffer and despair, let me be sad and dead.He must be just tired, just wallowing in memories, unable to find his way home.But it doesn't matter, if he can't find the way, I will help him find it.I looked at the dagger and my hands were shaking badly.

Gently hold the handle of the dagger and pull it out little by little.The dagger obviously didn't stab me, but when I pulled it out, my heart hurt so badly, it hurt like a knife.Finally, I pulled out the dagger.His eyes drifted hollowly to the blade of the dagger, and a figure was reflected on the sharp blade.That person's face was terribly pale, his enchanting peach blossom eyes were red and swollen, and his whole body was dirty.Is that me?

I threw the dagger aside, not daring to look at myself now.Will Xiaoyu dislike me at this moment?In front of him, I have always been so tidy and gentle; now I am as messy as a ghost.Will he be afraid?

I looked at the pear blossoms falling on the ground, and suddenly remembered that today is Qingming.The old man said that those who died in the Qingming Festival in the same year will not be able to meet each other in the next life.And those who died in the Qingming Festival in the next two years will definitely meet again in the next life.My Xiaoyu, don't be afraid, your Xiaofan will be with you.In the next life, I will definitely protect you, and I will never miss the appointment again.

I laughed silently, and there was an air of despair in the mottled smile, which was so strong that it seemed to suffocate the vitality of spring.The pear blossoms in that year were in full bloom, a splendor I had never seen in my life.The Qingming of that year was the sadness and pain that I will never forget in my life.

As time passed, I buried him under the pear orchard.My little Yu must love white very much.Only the whiteness that fills the sky is worthy of my little Yu.He is so pure, I can't hold him.However, in the next life, I will definitely hold him, and I will absolutely never give him another chance to leave.

360 five days, every day seems to be endless.My time has long been frozen at the moment when Xiaoyu left, and will not scroll for another moment.

After helping Achuan solve the incident at Qixiangkou, Qingming is finally ushered in.I said to him: "Achuan, I'm leaving." He just glanced at me and saw my determination, and said slowly: "Okay. Afan, goodbye." I said: "Achuan, goodbye. "See you no more.I know, Ah Chuan understands what I mean.So, I turned and left.

Pulling out my thoughts from the memory, I remembered what I found in a year.Those initial desperation faded away, only the dead silence and sorrow filled my heart.People in the Yan family have continued their sad fate from generation to generation.Obsessed with obsession, torturing loved ones.My little Yu loves me so much that he doesn't want to repeat the tragedies of generations.

But, my little Yu, I would rather you forget everything, and bear all the pain, as long as you live, you live well.You didn't even give me the right to choose, so you just plunged the dagger into your heart with the determination to die.I think about it, back to six years ago, back to the agreed day.I will go all out to find him and take him away from all suffering.It's just that it was too late after all, so many years late...

My hand gently touched the star stud earrings on my left ear, stroking gently.I am wearing a silver top and white trousers, as if the color of the holy wedding.Looking tenderly at the tombstone and at the boy in the black and white photo, I smiled.

A muffled sound sounded, it was the sound of a sharp weapon piercing the flesh.This year's Qingming Festival, the pear blossoms are beautiful.

I slowly sat down by the tombstone and leaned against the tombstone.My fingers slowly traced the boy's eyebrows and eyes in the photo, and my body began to feel cold.The blood loss made my sanity start to blur, but I stubbornly painted his eyebrows and eyes over and over again.I want to deeply remember my Xiaoyu's face and everything about him.Only in this way can we find him as soon as possible in the next life, protect him earlier and save him from suffering.

The bright red blood stained the white suit red, but it carried a strange beauty.Soon, I will see him again soon, my little Yu... With the blurring of consciousness, I thought bluntly that the dead void in my heart was filled with another strong expectation.Finally, in my blurred vision, I looked up at the pear tree, and suddenly felt that it was amazingly beautiful, just like last year's Qingming Festival, in its prime.

Gently closing his eyes, the man's hand caressing the photo finally dropped powerlessly.He clings to the tombstone tightly, as if he wants to hug the person in the tomb.The pear blossoms fell like snow, dyeing his hair white, and it turned white in an instant.

Those who came to pay homage during the Qingming Festival all saw the pear blossoms in full bloom, showing all the beauty just like last year.It's just that there is only a breeze, but the flowers are falling like rain, flying in the air, like a silent sacrifice.But I don't know who to sacrifice for.

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