flowers grow under the tree

She asked me: "I didn't change my name, but you changed it. How can I compensate me?" Call, only you know, this name is my eternal life in your heart, Hua is just my name in this life."

She hooked my neck smoothly: "Sister, I am younger than you in this life, shouldn't I be called that?" My face suddenly became hot, and I turned around, her voice really touched my emotions: "Don't, don't, don't Don't be like this, I still have to be reserved." Her hand hung down, and I seemed to feel her loss, so I picked her up and walked to the sofa: "After all, I am too tired during the day, and I will lose my strength at night. "She snorted: "I didn't expect that in your life, you were reincarnated as a hooligan." "Nonsense." I slowly approached her lips and threw her down. "Slander your girlfriend, and you will be punished."

"It's cold, wear more and be careful." I smiled and looked at her who was arranging my clothes. "You, what do you see me doing, okay, I'm going to be late, hurry up, I'm going to interview later."

"Don't go to work." I acted like a baby to her on purpose, "How about I take care of you, I want to see you as soon as I get home." Some helplessness pushed me out the door.

It was really cold outside, I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly the door behind me opened, "Why are you standing here, why don't you go." "Go, let's go, I was kicked out of the house by my wife!" I looked up my head leave.

Before I took two steps, I heard the sound of running behind, and as soon as I turned my head, there was a hug, I picked her up and hugged her in my arms: "I can't bear to part with me." "No." She smiled, "You I forgot to take something." I wondered, "I can't take you, and you're not going for an interview..." Before I finished speaking, I felt the warmth on my lips.

Her face was flushed by the cold wind, and I put her down: "Go back quickly, it's so cold outside, I'm leaving." "Okay." I looked at her back and stopped her just as she was about to close the door : "Shu!" "Huh?" "Wait for me to come back." "Okay." She leaned against the door and waved to me with a smile.This time we can really enjoy it for a lifetime, and she will not leave me. Thinking of this, my heart is so hot even in this cold winter.

The whole day I felt as if I had been beaten with chicken blood, and there was a wave of excitement in my eyes. A few classmates who were very joking said to me: "Teacher, are you in love?" I smiled and nodded slightly .

A few kids told the class about this incident like crazy, and when I went to class, a group of kids also looked at me with gossiping eyes.Except for one look.

When school was over, as soon as I walked out of the school gate, I was stopped by a naughty boy in the class: "Teacher, um, are you really in love?" I nodded, but who knew that boy cried out: "Teacher, I wish you good luck!" You are happy." I laughed, and patted him on the back: "In the future, you will meet the person you want to protect for many lifetimes, and I will tell you a secret, the teacher is not talking about a boyfriend." The boy was startled and laughed, He waved at me.

"Oh, teacher, you are so excited." A familiar voice sounded from my ears, I turned my head, looked at the woman in the distance, ran over, and threw myself into her arms: "Why are you here?" Ah." I coquettishly.She took my hand: "Didn't you investigate when I was looking for you?" "Stalker." I smiled and hugged her: "Let's go, go home."

"Who is that student?" asked the man in his arms. "Student, are you jealous?" "That kid is obviously interested in you." She was dissatisfied. "It's useless, I have my own heart." I lowered my head and approached her: "Isn't it, wife."

The wind at night was very cool, she was lying beside me after taking a shower, the top two buttons of her clothes were not fastened, as if she was showing it to me on purpose, her snow-white skin was exposed, exuding a faint fragrance.She leaned on the bed and read a book. Under the dim light, she was quiet like a painting. I couldn't move my eyes, and stared straight at her.

She felt my gaze and squinted at me. I blushed with guilt, always thinking about something abnormal. She looked at me and smiled: "What's wrong, my face is so red."

"You did it on purpose." I pouted.She suddenly approached and wrapped her arms around my waist. I was startled and lowered my head to kiss her forehead, and whispered: "I haven't done it in my life, I'm afraid it will hurt you." "I haven't done it either, so ..." She paused, "I even sent myself to the door, try it?"

My whole body was hot, and I hated myself for being unrestrained, so I hurried out of bed: "I'm going to take a shower, wait for me." Then there was a chuckle behind me.

The wind at night is very cool, but the body temperature of the people next to me is hot. I only remember that I lost control, and she lost control. After three lifetimes of love, I want to pour all of me into her, and the moonlight is soft , the croon is more of a moving piece, and I like how she looks tonight.

We don't know how many times we rolled back and forth on the bed, but every time she held my left hand tightly with her right hand and hugged my neck with her left hand, my right hand was like a key, and she hummed my favorite s song.

The bed sheets were wrinkled by us, and the quilt had already fallen to the ground. We didn't know when we fell asleep. We just hugged each other and kept each other warm on a chilly night.

She didn't wake up until noon, walking like me staggeringly, I hurried over and hugged her to the sofa, and brought her the brunch I made: "How can you sleep so well, come on, Breakfast and lunch can be settled together."

She glared at me and pointed me at her: "You are really welcome, I don't care, I will replace you next time." I smiled: "You sent it yourself, don't blame me, and... "I raised my eyebrows: "You have that strength, and you can be on top, but I think that although I can't do it, I must be better than you."

She looked at me, pursed her lips, and leaned closer to my ear: "This life is still long, let's wait and see."

Yes, this life is not my unrequited love, nor is it because of Zhan Luan's parting, we will always stay by each other's side.

Another 50 years later, I was lying beside her hospital bed. She was already very thin. I knew that she had survived until now because of me. I stroked her white hair and wept silently.

She opened her eyes and touched my tear-stained face with trembling hands: "I'm sorry...in the next life...we...may...not will be...together."

I guessed it a long time ago, Po Meng promised her to have the memory of her previous life, it must not be unconditional, I just made up my mind silently, no matter what she is in the next life, I will accompany her.

I held her hand tightly, feeling her body temperature gradually dissipate, sobbing non-stop: "You wait for me, you wait for me."

Even though I knew she had an afterlife, even though I was sure that I would be with her, I still couldn't bear the pain of death taking her away from me.

Not long after, I also went to the hell that the world said.

Granny Meng still remembers me, she told me that Shu was reincarnated as a flower, at the junction of the world of the sun and the world, she exchanged her body for the whole life she was with me, I smiled with tears and told Meng After agreeing to my request, Po Meng asked me: "Is it worth it?" "Of course." I replied without thinking.

"Shu, do you still remember me?" I looked at the lonely Bianhua in front of me and said silently in my heart.She seemed to have noticed me in front of her, and was very surprised: "What kind of tree are you, how can you see me."

Sure enough, she didn't remember me, so I smiled: "You are the flower of the other side, so I am naturally the tree between Yin and Yang." She looked at me, and suddenly stopped talking.There was a burst of excitement in my heart: "You still remember me, Shu, don't you remember me?"

"You shouldn't waste your own," she said. "You also abandoned yourself, didn't you?" I shook the leaves, and the silver leaves fell all over the ground: "But, being with you is not abandoned."

I know that we are still in love in this life.The same is true for us in our next life.

We entangled our roots together, watched the souls who entered and exited the gate of yin and yang, and stayed with each other.

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The time is beautiful, the flowers are all over the world, and the flowers are scattered when the end is over