no one in the world

☆, looking for

Wooden ate all the mango pudding in the house, without chewing it, and swallowed it raw, pressing down on his throat and sending it into the gastric juice of pantothenic acid.He felt sick, like the world and into the sea, and everyone in this world.No, there is no one in this world anymore, Mu Wen thought, even he himself dare not be human anymore.He made a mess of the house, even the wooden floor was forcibly pried up by him, the quilt was torn, and the cotton fell all over his body. He just stared at the people in the house in a mess. every corner.

Wooden said that he was looking for a place to get into, he wanted to escape from this ruled world, he heard the world laughing in his ears, so noisy and annoying.But no matter where he hides, the world can always find him.He wanted to give up several times, just like this, to be a "person" that the world likes, but his heart roared, don't stop, escape from it, escape from this world.He is so tired.

When Muwen was fighting against the world, Ikai made a girlfriend, as if he had never met Muwen before, he regarded everything he had before as an illusory dream, once he had done it, he forgot it.Into the sea's girlfriend is very beautiful, with the beauty of a mature woman. Like her family, that woman regards the world as her belief in her heart and worships it.She never did anything that violated the "rules", and tried her best to promote the "rules". However, it was such a woman who accepted the "rules" that had violated the "rules", and he was very grateful to her.Entering the sea seems to have forgotten that there was once a person who hated the world with him and violated the "rules". despair.

Woodgrain is gone, though no one knows of his disappearance.All of them seemed to have forgotten that he existed, and he disappeared without seeing him, without causing any waves.Maybe when he comes back, there will be "people" mood swings, why?Because of the long-term suppression of "rules", Wood Grain is the most reasonable target for them to vent their malicious intentions. No "rules" forbid it, no "person" will protect him, and he has been abandoned by the world.

Where did the wood grain go?He went to look for a world with people. The world is so vast, there will always be people somewhere.He didn't bring anything, just walked all the way, it seems that his violation of the "rule" has not been reported to that place, and he never thought that one day he would be grateful for a "rule", that is, he must help the down-and-out .Of course, he thought maliciously, what kind of expression would they have if they knew that they were "sinners".

The world is still roaring in his ears: "You broke the rules, you broke the rules!" But he doesn't care about anything anymore, this, is being alone, with no worries, guts?

Entering the sea has a girlfriend, Shiliu and Pingguo are together, and Ion has found a new boyfriend, and they all follow the arrangement of the world in an orderly manner, and live on until they die.Mu Wen's parents happily practice Tai Chi every day, seemingly forgetting that they still have a son. For them, the most important thing is to provide for the rest of their lives, and other things are out of their consideration.At this time, Mu Wen was walking in the ice and snow, the world was chilling, he was alone, lonely, and his heart was so cold.

It's like a road to survival, only you are here, you need to find clues to leave, and also beware of all kinds of misfortunes arranged by the world consciousness, go to the dead end to taste despair, find clues to bring hope, use weapons to resist misfortune, Maybe there will be some kind help.Of course, the wood grain in this world is not as lucky. The world has no clues arranged, and there is no kind help, only maliciousness towards him. Maybe there will be a miracle, if it is not a tragedy.

The author has something to say: tragedy, tragedy, there is no miracle.

☆, a moment of tranquility

Mu Wen walked in the ice and snow and came to a peaceful and peaceful place.

It seems to be located in some deep mountain, with beautiful scenery and a peaceful place of its own.There is nothing on the wooden tattoo, only the clothes and some anti-inflammatory drugs given by the rescuers on the road.After the emptiness and despair in his eyes, there was only peace left, and nothing could leave a ripple in his heart.The children in the village surrounded him curiously. Mu Wen just glanced at them indifferently, took out some medicines, exchanged a few big noodle cakes, sat under the old tree at the head of the village, and ate quietly.

Sunset on the west mountain, the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the mountains red, one after another there were old people and children sitting quietly under the old tree with the benches moved, the old people smoked old dry tobacco, and the children stained their immature hands black with soil. No one spoke, and no one asked where the wood grains came from, and it was like this until the sun was gone and the earth was silent.

It was getting dark, the old man and the children dispersed one after another, and Mu Wen also curled up under the old tree, preparing to spend another night that made her body chill, when a mother-in-law came over.Although the mother-in-law's clothes were patched, they were better than being clean. Her steps faltered, but she took one step at a time, and finally covered the wooden tattoo with a thin quilt with prints.Mu Wen didn't move, and silently accepted her mother-in-law's wishes. He hadn't seen anything along the way, but thanked her mother-in-law for helping him with an unknown "sinner".

After finishing everything, the mother-in-law sat gently beside Mu Wen, looking at the lonely night sky without even stars, her dry hands with protruding blood vessels, rubbing her deformed knees, humming unknown, sleeping songs ballad.Mu Wen closed her eyes, and was about to fall asleep under the song.Suddenly, a word from his mother-in-law woke him up from his sleepy sleep. After humming the song, the mother-in-law said softly, "I broke it, what is the rule?" She replied: "It's nothing, I just fell in love with an unknown creature that used to be a 'human'." The mother-in-law nodded and said softly: "Do you regret it?" , Said: "When I love, I never regret it; when I leave, I also don't regret it." The mother-in-law still nodded, touched Mu Wen's head, and staggered away.Mu Wen looked at her mother-in-law's back for a while, then lay down again, pillowed on the cold air, and fell asleep.

The arrival of the morning of the second day awakened the sleeping wood grain.He sat up, folded the thin quilt in an orderly manner, straightened the wrinkled clothes gently, ate a big noodle pancake left over from yesterday, and walked into the village.The mother-in-law happened to buy some stir-fried vegetables with green oil at the grocery store on the east side, and when she saw Mu Wen walking towards him holding a printed thin quilt, she nodded slightly at him, motioning for him to follow.Mu Wen hesitated for a moment, then followed.

The mother-in-law's house is a small thatched cottage near the old tree at the entrance of the village, but it is kept clean by her mother-in-law, without any mess. The bluestone was ground to no edges and became the mother-in-law's crib.The mother-in-law didn't speak, just poured a bowl of water and handed it to Mu Wen.Mu Wen didn't say a word, took the bowl, drank the clear water, penetrated into the coldness in the heart, stayed in the lungs, slipped through the limbs and bones, but Mu Wen didn't care anymore.

Mu Wen sat with her mother-in-law for another day, watching the sun walk, feeling the breeze blowing, listening to the birds crying, smiling slightly, indescribably, the curtain ended in desolation.Thousands of miles away into the sea, the sweet shoppers Shiliu and Pingguo, and the ions blowing on the roof, all feel today's wind, mixed with the chill that passes through the bones, looking up at the sky, the wind and rain are about to come.

Mu Wen bid farewell to her mother-in-law and started on the road again. He was wrapped in a cotton coat made by her mother-in-law, and left footprints in the ice and snow that would disappear after a while.Behind him, the old tree at the entrance of the village fell, and all the elders in the village sighed. The mother-in-law's house turned red, just like the afterglow of the setting sun that day, dyeing the sky red.

The author has something to say: the meaning is gone, and disasters follow quietly.

The mother-in-law also left.

☆, "beauty" dream

Wooden sleeps in a cave and dreams.

Mu Wen dreamed that she went into the sea, and was with a woman, well-behaved, abiding by the "rules" set by the world, still with that disgusting, gentle smile.He stood quietly in front of the mirror, looking into the sea, half of the corners of his mouth were raised, as if mocking him, and half of the corners of his mouth drooped, as if he was mourning himself.That expression distorted the face into the sea, the muscles on the face were aching, and finally burst open, and the blood splashed all over the smooth mirror surface.Mu Wen stretched out his hand to touch it, but felt nothing.Also, it was just a dream, a dream that mocked him and himself.

Entering the sea, walking in the feasting and feasting of the city, the smell of various high-end wines and the aroma of various dishes are entangled and permeated.With a gentle smile that made the wood grain sick, he lingered in the mask, lingering on his last breath.The woman's arm, holding his arm, is like a nun's commandment, with a sacred chain, binding the heart that does not know whether it has faith or not.Mu Wen was dreaming, like a ghost, hovering beside the sea, blowing a breath of cold air in his ear from time to time, smiling mischievously, what a mischievous child.Not long after, Mu Wen felt a little tired, and he began to drift away from the side of the sea, he was aimless, looking at the faces of people laughing or crying, reaching out to tear off their masks, looking at those distorted faces , blood spilled from the corners, and finally turned into a different appearance from the surface, and suddenly felt disgusted.Mu Wen threw away the mask in his hand, rubbed the blood on his fingertips, but if he couldn't get it off, he took out a knife from nowhere, cut off his own finger with a blank expression, and then scraped the skin , until the blood of those "people" disappeared.

Mu Wen began to hum an unknown ballad, segment by segment, like a vicious spell or a lover's whisper, echoing empty in this dream.The world cursed softly in his ears, yes, even in a dream, the world still did not let him go.It drills into the dream of wood grain, and it is everywhere. With sharp language, it turns into small thorns, pierces the spirit and soul of wood grain, and engraves complicated and dark patterns.The black blood left along the wound of the soul, forming a puddle of blood under the floating wood grain, and forming a chain, tightly entwining the wood grain.Wood grain doesn't care about it, whatever the world hurts him, curses him, so what, he has nothing anyway, and it doesn't matter if he loses his life.

The world sees that the threat is not going to work, so it starts to use a charming tone to describe the various benefits of following the "rules".Maybe you will say, this is the world, and those who don't follow the "rules" should be wiped out.But the grain of the wood is different, his shiny order made the world feel excited, turned him into gray, it must be the most beautiful gray, it has a puppet, can walk in the world, looking for more non-compliance" "rules" until the whole world is thoroughly cleaned and becomes the real "world".

People always look at everyone from the commanding heights of the rules, waving the chains called "morality" in their hands, taking the secular world as their own, and using a high-spirited attitude, calling themselves the "leader of all souls", forgetting , They do not understand the language of all things, perhaps, all things are looking at them with pity.All things are stupid, no one is more noble than another.

Mu Wen looked at the unreasonable troubles of the world with cold eyes, and there was no wavering in her heart, even if you are the world, what I don't want to do is just not wanting to do it, and no one can do anything about it.The world began to melt into the sea, and the appearance of the bottle fruit, with those voices that were once gentle or adoring, narrated its orders.Mu Wen looked at the faces that were the most familiar and the most unfamiliar now, stretched out her hand, and tore off their masks. The world screamed, and the dream gradually shattered, and finally turned into ashes.Mu Wen opened his eyes at once, the cave was still silent, he straightened his clothes, walked in the light of the morning sun, and walked out of another world in the world, broken, endless, world.

The author has something to say: the injury of the world and the shattering of the wood-grain world mean that both parties suffer.

After the military training at the beginning of the university, I can finally write essays.

☆, spread

Mu Wen unexpectedly met Shiliu in this small remote place, because as far as he knew, Shiliu would never come to such a place without the prosperity of a big city.Sixteen is a gentle man, gentle to anyone but cruel to him, his gentleness is only limited to those within the "rules", and wood grain is obviously not within his consideration.

Shiliu did not expect that he would meet Wooden Grain in this place, and no one would care if he disappeared. He was just traveling with Pingguo. The Wooden Grain in his eyes is like a fugitive in distress. The eyes, still so damn, calm.Mu Wen looked at Shiliu from a distance, the white shirt on the man's body and his own tattered clothes that had been stained with gray, drew a gully between them, just a few steps, like a moat.

In Muwen's heart, he couldn't help laughing, and then he was almost crazy. He tried a lot, but he didn't laugh in front of Shiliu. His surface was still calm, and he walked slowly, gently Passed by the side of Shiliu.Shiliu only felt a gust of cold wind pass by, wrapping his heart, unable to breathe, until the wood grain passed by, until Pinguo screamed.

Pingguo stood in front of Mu Wen, holding the small gift he had just bought, his pupils were slightly dilated, and his breathing was rapid, as if he saw an evil ghost that he couldn't look directly at. Gradually, his face turned pale.Shiliu saw Pinguo, looked at Mu Wen again, deep hatred flashed in his eyes, he ran over quickly, hugged Pinguo and comforted him gently, but Pinguo pushed him away.Pingguo threw the small gift on the ground, with the corners of his mouth raised and the corners of his mouth drooping, crying and smiling, pointing to the wood grain and saying: "Why, why, you won't let me go? Who are you, who are you? My cousin is the best cousin, the person I like the most, you evil ghost, sinner, give me back my cousin!" Mu Wen slightly raised the corner of his mouth, nothing unusual, he patted his body He bent down to pick up the small gift on the ground, threw it on Pinguo's head, smashed it on the ground again, and said softly: "Guozi, he died, he died very badly, nothing was left behind. I, an evil ghost, possessed him, so there is no him in the world, I let him be abandoned by the world. Besides, if you like him the most, Shiliu will be angry." After finishing speaking, Mu Wen, Gently stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Pingguo's hair, but was opened by Shiliu. He smiled indifferently, hummed a little tune, and left.

Shiliu watched him go away, hugged the dumb Pingguo tightly, and suddenly felt in a daze, what happened to them, they became like this, is it a "rule", right?Yes, it is the "rules", and the "rules" are always right, so they are right as long as they follow the "rules".As if he had figured it out, a gentle smile appeared on his face again, he coaxed Pingguo, and shouted towards Mu Wen's leaving back: "Mu Wen, you sinner who doesn't follow the 'rules', pervert!" These words spread to everyone's ears, and the malice of the world swept towards the wood grain, leaving darkness.

Sixteen's words, like the wind, swept over everyone at once, and the little tune that Mu Wen was humming suddenly turned into a vicious curse in their ears. They covered their ears tightly and put the most malicious thoughts on Mu Wen body.Wooden looked at them, and they looked at Wooden; Wooden laughed, and they laughed too.Mu Wen looked at their faces, they looked at Mu Wen's despondency;

The world issued an order, and everyone added oil and vinegar, brainstormed their own ideas, and then spread them, using words or languages, or even pictures, with pity or grief, adding a lot of malice.In this world, Mu Wen stands in the air, only supported by a rope of faith in his heart, which is precarious and will break at any time.Words, eyes, like sharp knives, cut his rope and stabbed his soul.He spoke calmly and was criticized by others; he was hysterical and was ridiculed and insulted.It's just such a world, such inferior human beings, he is really crazy, he still believed in it at the beginning, just like the mother-in-law believed in the end, but in the end, nothing remained.

The author has something to say: Shiliu said so, of course he doesn't care, and no one cares about Mu Wen's mood anymore.

Haha, those people in the book are just like me, I feel a little self-loathing after writing this,

☆. What is sin?

Muwen thought, we are all the sins left by this world, so we are born to suffer a lot, experience countless difficulties and setbacks, despair, occasionally have some hope to adjust, and finally after death, return to the world with a purified soul The ontology sublimates the majesty of this world, and finally becomes the master of destiny.They are the puppets thrown by the world, bearing karma for the world, and the world will benefit in the end.

Some sins are too perfect, so the world speeds up his tempering, taking them to his side early, and some sins are too malicious, so the world tries its best to make them live well, and finally gives him a fatal death Hit them, and after they are clean, take back their souls.In fact, the world is jealous of a perfect soul, and it doesn't even have a perfect soul, so why would it go crazy if it could possess the sins it put in the world.Wood grain is the most imperfect sin, at least the world thinks so, but wood grain has a shining fate that the world envies.The world is both jealousy and anticipation. It is looking forward to what kind of body the wood grain puppet will have after it takes shape to cleanse the whole world.So it has been patient with the wood grain until now, it doesn't want to kill the wood grain all the time, but it can't do it.It once wanted to destroy the fate of the wood grain, but the fate of the wood grain blew it up, and then returned to its original shape, so beautiful that it hated it.

Mu Wen disdained to comment on the world's ideas, but just laughed at this ridiculous development game, like a wicked otaku coveting the beautiful girls in this game, this kind of taste, the world is nothing more than this.Of course, Muwen will not become a puppet as the world wishes, he is always calm, no matter what can not shake his heart, he looks at the world's jumping, angry, even thousands of miles away, using something called fate to make him And into the sea met in a foreign country.

Into the sea's eyes became gray, and his gentle smile became even more disgusting. The woman beside him had a sweet smile, but there was a deep commandment in that smile, and there was fanatical faith in her eyes, belief in the world .By the way, that woman's name is Xiu Jie Zi, just like her name, she is a body of Xiu Jie, a product of the "rules" of the world.Miss Xiu politely greeted Wooden, who was covered in a mess. There was a distance, but she didn't look unfamiliar.When Ruohai saw Muwen, his eyes were puzzled. Obviously, this gentleman's carefree life made him forget who Muwen was. Also, people like Ruohai would only remember the pudding he wanted to eat, not a person , real people.Wood grain suddenly felt very ironic. Those times at the beginning were like bubbles, no, maybe they were more fragile than bubbles. How long has it been since everything has become empty? If you are not careful, you will be destroyed.

The wood grain and the sea pass by, as if since leaving that place, everything he has met, known, and unknown has all passed him by, nothing stops for him, and he doesn't stop for any reason, just like that Hurry through, through the ridiculous pity and sympathy, through the pathetic anger and malice, through the enemies of the whole world.Forgive him for laughing from the bottom of his heart, forgive him for not expressing any dissatisfaction or approval for any remarks, forgive him for not following suit, forgive him for not catering to "rules", that's how he is, no matter whether he agrees with it or not, he disagrees with it No matter, in short, it is like this, not happy for flattery, not sad for malice, not angry for accusation, not sympathetic for misfortune, a person who is like a human being, but not a human being.Does one have to be rich in emotion to be human?Do you have to sympathize with others to be human?Do you have to follow the trend of the world to be human?Do you have to be excited, angry, and sad for something else?Mu Wen doesn't know, and no one knows, but Mu Wen knows that everyone is a sin, with this sin, they must do various things, and finally return to nothingness.

Their world is too malevolent, as is ours.Human beings are left by the world maliciously, in order to redeem itself, sin.

The author has something to say: The world is running out of patience.

The power outage in the dormitory today, finally there is internet!

☆, end

The author has something to say: According to the reservation in my heart, the ten chapters will be finished on time (only super short stories will be written)

It is expected that there will be three side stories and one postscript. I don’t know when I will write it, but I will write it anyway. (College classes are also busy, not fun)

The ending of the wood grain, how should I put it, is just like this.

Human beings are born stupid and burdened with sins, creating a "bright and aboveboard" outer world, and living in the dirty inner world.The so-called "difference between the outside and the inside" means that as many "gentlemen" as there are in the world, there are as many "villains" in the world as in the inner world. There is only a thin line between "good" and "evil".

At the junction of the surface and the interior, there is a gray line, and the wood grain walks on that thin line, without looking down, with a calm face.Whether it is life or death; whether it is good or evil, it doesn't matter to him anymore.

Wooden looked at the magnolia flowers in the outer world, which were as white as snow, and their roots were deeply embedded in the black soil; Lines of dust covered the sky until the full moon was reduced to fragments.He closed his eyes, he felt relieved, he breathed a sigh of relief, and he fell asleep like a relief.His body began to crumble, his soul turned into smoke, and in the end, he became the bleakest dust in the borderline.

Even if the wood grain disappears from everyone's sight, so what if he leaves home, hometown, and his heart, no one will care, no one will look for it, people will only rejoice that he finally left That's all.

Mu Wen's fate exploded completely, holding the mentality of dying with the world.Half of the body was burned in the world, and the shrill scream pierced the sky. Everything in the world felt the bottom of their hearts, and a chill appeared in their souls. The "rules" tightened the chain even more, but Wanwu's heart began to swell, and there was a struggle in the world.

Mu Wen closed her eyes, and her throat was stuck in the sea by silver cod, Xiu Jie Zi's scarf was burnt with a hole in it by a cigarette butt, the cake bought by Shiliu was smashed to the ground, Ping Guo suffered from a stomach problem after eating cold drinks, and someone sent ions to her. The Coke choked.It's like a chain reaction, they, and those "people", on the same day, unlucky things happened with different reactions, and even the "rules" can't control it.The silent "fate" intervened and began to strangle the "rules". The scream of the "rule" cracked the gap, very much like the abandoned wood grain, and the painful sound from the bottom of my heart, also very similar to wood grain's favorite, the sad symphony.

People's hearts are really fragile; human life is really fragile; everything is really fragile.Mu Wen tried to make himself strong enough to face anything, but after all he couldn't stand up to the mundane declared by the "rules", which was like a thorny thorn, layer by layer, without even a path.He wanted to pass through, but in the end, even the blood was drained, and he couldn't see the scenery behind the thorns.

Like colorful and gorgeous bubbles, like smooth and beautiful glass, his dream of resisting the world eventually became shattered, and he lived forever in the memory of his own death.He fell asleep quietly, lying on the top of a cold and indifferent mountain, waiting for the residual flowers in late spring, the rain in late summer, the dead leaves in late autumn, and the snowmelt in late winter, to bury him, corrupt him, and return to ashes Dust, dust to dust.

Maybe Muwen no longer needs to cry, pain, numb, calm, or empty. Death takes everything away. In this world, there is no more "sinner" Muwen.This "sinner" once wanted to sing a hymn for the world, but what he sang was a song of resistance, a song of death; this "sinner" once had a favorite person, but he was the only one left ;this "sinner" who would have been a wonderful pastry chef turned out to be a "sinner".

"This world is without people. The world with people is not here. I wanted to find a world with people, but I couldn't find it anywhere." There was no room for it, and it turned into nothing.Will there be people in this world in the future?Who knows, anyway, the dead can't see anything.

☆, extra one

It is his name that walks towards the abyss of death with the breath of the waves.

He was born with the expectation of being the only direct male in his family. As the heir to the family business, he received countless envious eyes.He lives in the upper-class society that is full of luxury and money, and has two faces and three swords. He has been used to seeing the world of flowers and flowers early on, and learned to put on a "gentle mask".His gentle smile, which made the wood grain sick, was the best camouflage he thought.

He has a younger sister with an expressionless face, named Rumei, which is also a name with a breath of death, but the younger sister is different from him.He treats the world with the alienation of following the "rules", while she is like a slave of the world, even drinking water and eating, with deep commandments.He couldn't see what demon his sister was possessed by, and he hated her from the bottom of his heart.Every time, when my sister looked at him, it was as if she had seen through everything and revealed the sin deep in his heart.

At an inter-company dinner, he met Muwen.Wooden was holding a homemade cupcake, empty and blurred in his eyes, the eyes that seemed to have never seen the world clearly made him smell the same sin.He became interested in wood grain, and the red wine was shaking in the goblet at his fingertips, reflecting his playful smile.

Gradually, the dance music started, and he walked towards the wood grain.Mu Wen was standing outside the dance floor, he pretended to be inadvertent, and touched Mu Wen's elbow.The cupcake signaled the start of a battle, and he tilted his wine glass slightly to stain his white shirt with bright red.At that time, it was like catching prey, the heart was pounding, and it was full of wicked joy.He and Mu Wen looked at each other at the same time, and in Mu Wen's eyes, he saw that the world was furious, and he stepped on the world's painful feet proudly.He stretched out his hand, put on a gentle smile, and tenderly handed over what he called "love" with a proud possessive desire.How bad he was, he pulled Mu Wen into the water, but went ashore by himself, leaving Mu Wen to drown alone.

He chews the love of wood grain, like tasting delicious milk pudding, he possesses the smiling face of wood grain, let wood grain's likes and dislikes change because of him, he lets wood grain float and play in his ocean Pain, ups and downs, gradually loses interest.

He said that the wood grain has become not his wood grain, he said he was going to find his wood grain, he said... what happened.Said he never gave love, said he just preyed on wood grain as a passing interest, said wood grain had always been wood grain, and he was never the same.This is him, a man who Muwen doesn't regret loving or leaving, a normal "person" who returns to the "rules".

He and Xiu Jiezi met at the same place, the same place, it was the feast full of upper-class people.But this time, he became the prey.

In these days with Xiu Jiezi, his mask still hasn't been removed, but Xiu Jiezi doesn't care, she just obeys the order of the world, locks this man by her side, and uses that heart full of fanatical belief , with eyes, even when she took his hand, she was imprisoned.

In this world full of secularism and theories, in this era of open behavior and restricted thinking.We are like fish on a chopping block, mouth open, breathing deadly elements in the air, we want to get back into the water, where we can live, but there is a hand holding us back, preventing us from escaping.The owner of that hand was reciting Buddhist scriptures, pretending to save us, but the hand raised the knife and dropped it. We didn't even have time to ask for help, and the blood splashed on the hearth of the world.Tormented by secular oil, stewed by regular soup, sprinkled with salt called compassion, and put aniseed star anise in pseudonyms, and finally the vegetables are cooked, turned into delicious food, and become nutrition.This is the living person, called the Faith, the sacrificial object.This is the era when the madman leads the blind.

The author has something to say: There are two extra episodes and an afterword, so happy to be ending!

It's a bit late, but Happy National Day to everyone!

☆, episode [-]

"I pray that death will take me to a world where I can love her."

This is the last farewell, blown away by the wind, crushed in the beauty of the fire.

When she was young, she had a beautiful name, and she also had a woman with the same beautiful name.They danced in the fallen flowers in spring, the woman's fingertips drew the thin zither line, turning the tenderness in her eyes into a melodious long song; they played in the pond in summer, against the backdrop of lotus flowers, and the lotus seeds were picked to make sweet porridge; They hold hands in the autumn red maple, the same beautiful black hair is entangled in the cool wind, enclosing a world with only each other; they lie mischievously in the winter white snow, the human figure left on the snow, leaning shoulders and foreheads Into a Siamese.The same happy smile, the same bright eyes draw a clear line in this world, telling everything that this is their world.

Just like a sudden disaster, their beautiful dreams, which were still running happily, became fragmented.

The fallen flowers in spring turned into residual petals, and the woman's lament was crushed into mud along with it.Rusted fences, separated longing eyes from each other, one wanders outside like a ghost, and the other sits inside like a sculpture, neither eating nor drinking, sleepless or sleepless.The summer rain soaks into the heart, it is icy and cold, and it is hard to breathe.The human figure inside is haggard, and the white clothes can't hold the increasingly rickety body. The person outside holds the lotus leaf, and the rain drips down the shoulders, soaking half of the body and soaking the whole soul.The red maple in autumn turned into the fiery red wedding dress on the woman's body, under the swaying red hairpin, the pink rouge could not cover the pale face, the empty despair, the people outside were holding malicious invitations and carrying delicious osmanthus cakes , without hesitation, stepped into the big red wedding hall.In winter, it seems that there is no winter anymore, and everything ends on the day when red and white alternate.

The time of her life seemed to have stopped on the bloody wedding hall.The hand of the woman who once played the ethereal zither sounded, and with the tip of the knife gleaming with cold light, she slashed the swan song on her heart. The blood dripped on the broken osmanthus cake, melting into a coquettish color of relief.The lips of the woman who once uttered beautiful poems, facing the person she loved deeply, muttered to herself, every word seemed to cover her wound with □□, the pain was so painful that she couldn't speak.The fiery red wedding dress seemed to satirize the love and hatred in the world, and also seemed to mock her overreaching. It was spread on the floor with magnificent patterns, dazzling and powerless.The woman's body was forgotten by the fleeing people under the dim light of the burning red candle. She stepped forward and hugged it like a treasure, carefully walking through the world and escaping from the world she no longer despises.

The woman's beautiful face swayed in the firelight and turned into ashes that would blow away in the wind. She put them into beautiful white jade porcelain and sat quietly by the lake on the top of the mountain.Nothing has anything to do with her, she has nothing left.She chuckled, since she passed away, there has been no wind and rain, no feeling in the four seasons, life is full of flavors, and the years go by.Notwithstanding the bright moon in the mountains, the mist in the stream, the chirping of birds in the forest, and the dancing of butterflies in the flowers, the light of the bright moon does not hide her shadow, the smoke of the mist does not see her face, the crispness of birdsong is not as crisp as her voice, and the dancing of butterflies is as beautiful as ever. Floating her clothes is not her beauty, so what does it have to do with me!

Year after year, that woman is like the bright moon, her beauty is always fixed in the most painful years, and her face is old, and she has become the mother-in-law guarding the ancient tree in that remote place.The white jade porcelain was buried under the old tree, and the mother-in-law went back to look at it every day, nagging about the day's affairs until she met the wood grain.The wood grain is the abandoned child, and the mother-in-law can tell it at a glance, because they are the same, and the most painful