Hello, I'm Shimo

Time is short, so the love and warmth are always in a hurry, and they are gone in a blink of an eye before they are cherished.Time is eternal and long, so those love and warmth are always engraved in my heart forever, and cannot be forgotten for a lifetime.

Mo can't remember where he heard these words from someone. At that time, he always felt that these words were contradictory. When Mo understood the meaning of these words, he could only look for the love and warmth in his memories.

Ninety degrees, looking up at the sky, the middle color of ice blue and light gray, depressing and unbearably heartbroken, but the warm sun piercing the sky seems to bring people a glimmer of hope, a glimmer of warmth

The wind, whether romantic or sad, just floats across the sky without leaving a trace

Cemetery, a place away from the hustle and bustle, a place of peace of mind

I still remember that five years ago, he, Xiao Mo, and Momo were happily on the airship going to the planet Huayate, and today, five years later, there are only him and two lonely graves left.

When he woke up five years ago, his eyes were pale, perhaps because this was the second time this had happened, so he calmly accepted the fact that he was in a nursing home. At that time, he didn't know, The jokes of the past have already come true.

Later when Momo came to see him, he vaguely remembered Momo's sad face, "Xiao Mo, Mo has already left!"

He was stunned. At this moment, all the differences before were as if seeing the sun through the clouds and mists. It was clear for a moment. No wonder he, who has no power and no power, can live in such a high-end ward. No wonder he, who has no power and no power Being able to have the most advanced medical treatment in the Federation, it is no wonder that he, who is powerless and powerless, is respected and despised here.

Turns out he wasn't him anymore.

For the first time since waking up, Mo said, "Give me a mirror!"

Then under Momo's surprised gaze, Mo saw a delicate face. Of course, in this era of genetic technology that has turned decay into magic, this face can only be called ordinary.

Touching the V-shaped scar at the corner of his eye, Mo remained expressionless, and then dismissed the other people in the ward under Momo's surprised expression, and said calmly, "I'm Mo!"

Then, Momo hugged herself and cried, a smile flashed in Mo Mo's eyes, she had never seen Momo crying so disregarding her image, so heart-piercing, so heart-breaking.

Mo Mo's eyes were dull, he didn't know what he was thinking about, looking at the smiling face in front of the tomb, his pretty lips evoked a quiet smile, light and faint.

Mo gently tore off the ribbon, letting her ink-like long hair draw a graceful line in the air. For some reason, Mo likes long hair and the poignant beauty of long hair flying in the wind.Of course, in the past, he always liked to use ancient sayings like "the body, hair and skin are affected by the parents, dare not damage, the beginning of filial piety" to evade the advice of the people around him.

Mo gently closed his eyes, with a faint smile in the corner of his mouth, and his breath was light.He closed his eyes lightly, covering the dazzling light in his eyes, and the ambiguous warm light brushed over his intoxicated face, his smooth and fair skin exuded a gleam of crystal luster under the warm sun, and the blood-red tattoos at the corners of his eyes appeared The sun exudes a seductive atmosphere, like a blooming manjusawa, the white clothes dyed with a light halo, and the black hair scattered all over the back, swaying in the wind, it is shockingly beautiful.

The vermilion lips are lightly opened, and the clear and clear voice flows out from the depths of the soul like the sound of nature. The singing voice is still so beautiful, as if it has passed through time, penetrates the soul, and echoes in the lonely breeze.

At the end of the song, he sighed softly, slowly opened his eyes, there seemed to be a sad stream of light flashing in his eyes, a breeze blew by, and the strong fragrance of flowers filled his nose, he raised his head slightly, staring at the flower field beside him.Slightly narrowing his eyes, he took a deep breath of the fragrant air, then lightly raised his hand, twisted the ribbon in his hand, and tied up his flying hair at will.

God is merciful and did not take away his innate talent.He is still able to sing, although he doesn't love music, standing silently in front of the tomb and staring at it for a long time.Two adjoining tombstones face his face.He looked solemnly at him and her on the tombstone.They chuckled, it was a beautiful smile.Mo Mo's eyes moved, as if she was opening a dusty secret.

In fact, this place is not a cemetery, because it used to be a flower field bought by the three of them as a joint venture, the only flower field on earth, and a useless flower field in the eyes of others.Just as no one knows why the son of the Si family would waste the only request of his coming-of-age ceremony to come to this thousand acres of useless wasteland, no one knows why a talented dancer called a dancer would dance seductively for an agronomist. I count the seeds with the flower so that it came.

But Mo understands, because this is their dream, a dream that exists like Noah's Ark in the doomsday, a hope.It's a pity that Mo is the only one left to realize this dream.

The blood-colored manjusawa, the mottled poppies that exude temptation, and the swaying violets tremble slightly under the breeze, as if to comfort Mo Mo not to be sad anymore.

Suddenly, Mo chuckled. For the first time, he discovered that their preferences have always been the same. They like to hang out in various chat rooms, like to sit in the corner and watch the world, like to pretend or be good at pretending, and like to look delicate In fact, it is a poisonous delicate flower.

Except for these three kinds of flowers, there is no other unique flower in the whole flower field.It's like there is no other intervention in the lives of the three of them except each other.

Unfortunately, he is the only one left now.He was the only one left to look after the flower field that Xiao Mo had named 'Eden' back then.

Looking at the pure smile of that smile, a soft light flashed in Mo's eyes, Shangguan Qimo, in this world, there is no unknown talented dancer, only based on the description of the neon clothes and feather dance in the history books, completely It interpreted the neon clothes and feather dance in people's minds at that time, and shocked the entire star field. At that time, Momo was 15 years old, Xiao Mo was 15 years old, and Mo Mo was 15 years old. The three of them did not know each other.

Slightly tilting her head, the girl on the other side of the photo has a pair of indifferent eyes, and her lips are raised up in mockery, as if there is no one in it.

No one is more familiar than Mo. Mo has been looking at that plain face for 18 years. Once, Mo also thought that he would live his life with that name, but who would have thought that sometimes fate The trajectory of the track will always turn intermittently, and then everything changes.

No one would have thought that the ninth son of the Si family, the commander of the entire star field, had already been replaced. Before this time, Mo sincerely thanked the Si family for their indifference to Xiao Mo, otherwise it would be impossible for Mo not to be seen. There are clues.

He took out a photo from his pocket, the young man on it was smiling with a youthful face, gentle and elegant, making people want to get close to him.With a smile on the corner of Mo's mouth, he gently pasted the photo on the tomb named Han Mo, covering up his own photo.

It is such a gentle and quiet boy who has received only praise since he was a child.Unexpectedly, he would be a musical instrument genius, no one knew, the boy kept a low profile as if he didn't exist, if it wasn't for the acquaintance that night, the boy might have brought his own quietness and his own secret until he died, until he disappeared.

His eyes just stared straight at him, everything in the past slowly flashed in front of his eyes, like a fleeting glance, it was hard to hide the deepest yearning in his heart.

Suddenly, Mo seemed to hear Momo’s voice again. Ruthless people are the most infatuated. Mo, you are not ruthless, you are just forgetting your feelings. So Mo, after I leave, take Xiao Mo and me to live a good life. ?Then live happily together with our happiness!

This is Momo's last words before she dies, and it is also her last blessing.

Up to now, everyone is still regretting that the talented dancer escaped the air crash that day, but it was difficult to escape the disease.

disease?Mo sneered.Everyone in the entire star field knows that there is a technology in the Federation General Hospital affiliated to the Federation that can treat all injuries and diseases in an instant or in a very short period of time.

Momo used this kind of operation, so she appeared in front of the public intact on the third day after she was sent to the hospital, but no one knew that such an operation cost so much that no one would want to Try it, people call it a forbidden technique.

Mo still remembers Momo, who said to herself indifferently, "Mo, I seem to have only two years left to live! My father personally signed and agreed to use forbidden techniques."

Then they got married, because Momo said that she had never celebrated the New Year in her life, and the Si family agreed. They thought it was worthwhile for a dancer with the highest number in the star field to become the daughter-in-law of the Si family, and the Shangguan family was naturally happy.

and then...

Sometimes Mo Mo can't help thinking, if he didn't rush over to protect Xiao Mo impulsively and subconsciously, then whether Xiao Mo's body would be fatally injured, and then he would not be reborn on Xiao Mo's body Woolen cloth.

It's a pity that there has never been an if in this world.

Slowly closing his eyes, Mo never believed that the two of them had disappeared, since he could be reborn on Xiao Mo's body, then Momo's and Xiao Mo's souls could naturally also be.Or they are not on the same planet, or they are not in the same era, or they are not in the same space, but the same thing is that they must still be alive, live well, and live for their own happiness.

They thought that what they carried was the meaning of three lives.

Ever since he thought about it and found out that he had become Xiao Mo, Mo had firmly believed in this way, and after Momo left, Mo still believed in it.

Xiao Mo, Momo, how are you doing in that world!

Gazing at the two adjacent tombstones behind him for the last time, that smile seemed to be in a trance.

Turn around and stop staying.

The author has something to say: Actually, Xiao Jiu thinks this chapter is also like a preface!