Wang Wang's dream color

"She really likes cherry blossoms the most."

The ashes all over the sky rose up, fell again, and were scattered and buried on the thick flowers. In a blink of an eye, they got lost in the scattered flowers blown by the wind.No tombstones, no photos, no mourning crowds...

She stood alone, behind that slightly stiff figure, watching him hold the white box tightly in his arms without any expression, and then sprinkled out the ashes covered with her hands, with a faint voice, It seemed to be comforting again.

Surrounded by large stretches of cherry trees whose edges cannot be seen, in the most colorful flowering season, layers of blood-colored powder are rendered...

Gusts of wind blew past, blowing through curtain after curtain of fallen flowers, she couldn't see his expression clearly, but felt that the broken flowers falling on his face and shoulders were like the smiling eyes of that woman's gentle hands, as if she was Behind the heavy flowering tree, there is another prank that can't stop laughing.

She no longer has the desire to speak, she just stood there blankly, watching him hold the almost empty box and turn around with empty eyes, her clear eyebrows and eyes could not hide her haggardness, and there were many smiles on her forehead like he didn't want to. The wrinkles that should have seemed to be just overnight, when the woman left, the eternity in his heart also turned into vicissitudes.

She thought, that woman is really cruel, she lived willfully under his love all her life, died so chicly, she stayed in her favorite cherry blossoms to sleep forever, disappeared without a trace, left him bitterly, only remember.

"dad."

She hadn't spoken for several days, and she finally spoke, looking blankly at the flowers all over the sky, with a hoarse voice that seemed to have no emotion, "Do you hate her?"

As soon as she finished speaking, before he could answer, she shook her head and said numbly, "No, you definitely don't hate...I'm so stupid, you can't even bear to scold her...how can you hate."

"But, Dad,"

Bending down, she picked up a bunch of fallen flowers in her bosom, looked straight into his slightly dazed eyes, smiled quietly, raised the petals in her hand suddenly, and the light curve of her lips was in the rain of falling flowers She looked extremely stiff, "I hate her...I'm willing to hate her..."

At this moment, it seems that it is a great courage and honor to be able to hate someone, no matter what kind of hatred, true or false... "Hahahaha...haha...hahaha..."

She looked at him who was stunned triumphantly, and laughed triumphantly. With a smile, tears flowed from those empty eyes.

She covered her heart, bent down, gasping for breath, tears fell drop by drop into the thick flowers, wetting layer by layer.

Finally, finally, she finally knelt down, covered her head and began to scream, like a little beast on the verge of collapse, screaming in despair, "Ah! Ah...Ah...Ah!"

"Sakura."

He approached, knelt down as well, and hugged his daughter who couldn't help herself, with a gentle smile on Qingjun's face, "Don't cry... Mom will feel bad."

"I hate her! I hate her! I hate her!"

Like words biting the tip of her tongue, she buried her head in his arms, her eyes dazzled by tears wide open, "How could she, how could..."

Eloquently, the flowers were still falling, and fell on the two people who were almost frozen. After a long silence, he finally sighed, but his smile was gentle, and he said softly, "She likes cherry blossoms the most..."

... "Sakura is warm, noble, steadfast, and never gives up."

The man was under the flowers, looking at the giggling little man in his arms, with a rare gentle tone, "Life is short, life should be as bright, pure and beautiful as cherry blossoms, and even if you die, you should leave decisively." Go, clean and clean."

"I want her to live a splendid life like the cherry blossoms in this forest, never give up, hold hope, and leave no regrets..."

... "No chemotherapy, no surgery, I know it's futile, I want to die completely and beautifully. I don't want to feel sorry for myself who lost all my hair and is ugly, and I don't want you to look at me so embarrassing and cold."

The man was wearing a loose hospital gown, his smiling face was dazzled by the golden sun, and he proudly stretched out his hand, "When I die, scatter the ashes on my favorite place." In the cherry blossom forest... I want to be free, it's too stuffy to be in a narrow box..."

She was so self-willed, yet she shone brilliantly like polished gems, so he couldn't look away, couldn't say no, so he stretched out his hands and held those slender, thin, slightly callused hands, as gentle as ever. ...

"it is good."

After getting the promise, she smiled contentedly like a child who got candy, but slowly faded her smile when she stared at the person in the distance. He followed his gaze and saw that petite familiar figure approaching, peaceful His face is very similar to the people around him...

"I've never seen her use such a tone, it's like," he hugged Sakura who had calmed down in his arms, his eyes fell on the white box covered with a layer of fallen flowers, "a person who can only smile proudly Start crying."

..."Sakura, it's the place where the cherry trees are clustered...it's the flower forest I love..."

She slowly closed her eyes, and slowly fell asleep leaning against the back of the chair, gently caressed by the sun, she heard her whisper softly, "Just stay with her like this..."

... "So, Sakurano,"

After brushing away the falling flowers, he opened the box, leading Sakura to hold up the last ashes, his tone couldn't be more gentle, "She will always look at you and walk with you."

Gently exhaling, Sakura blows away a handful of ashes in her palm, but there is a deep ink accumulation in her quiet eyes, as if the whirlpool sucked in all the flowers in the sky...

The picture gradually turned yellow, she didn't move in the darkness, her peaceful face glowed with an invisible light, she was staring closely at the bleak scene that passed by again.

"Don't pay attention to these."...

"all fake."

"Don't be too sad."...

"you are not normal!"

"are you OK!"

"Wake up!"

"It's gone, be normal!"

"Have you taken your medicine? You need treatment!"...

"You're a lunatic!"

"Monster! Do you want to be like that woman!"

"Quiet!"

"Quiet!"

"Calm down!"……

On a gloomy day, she was wearing a white dress, twirling...kept waving the racket in her hand...

Scraps of newspapers, pale flower petals, and torn photos scattered on the ground at the feet...

She opened her mouth and laughed silently in pain, looking up at the gloomy sky, her heart was so painful that it became numb.

There are countless voices of various colors in my mind... Laughing, cursing, mocking, concerned... Chaos, so chaos...

She thought she must be really abnormal...

"what!"

Silently covered his head and screamed in pain, he couldn't control it anymore, he couldn't help it...

"Sakura Sakura?"

She couldn't see the person coming, she raised her head, only her hideous face and slack and empty eyes were left, she bit her lip unconsciously, feeling the person approaching step by step, she backed away, her whole body convulsed, like the last sway of reason ...

"Boom!"

With a bang, the dazzling lightning split the drowsy sky, illuminated her ferocious face, and split her last struggle...

"what!"

She raised her head and roared sharply, her eyes seemed to have opened Pandora's box, countless evil spirits crawled out hideously, she subconsciously swung her bat, the convulsive force of her whole body poured down on the horrified visitor, and the ball in her hand bounced , falling, the sharp traces of light cut through the air and screamed horribly...

"Boom!"

There was a deafening sound of heavy hammers, the lightning exploded, and the pale light was stained with bright red blood, making the eyes full of sorrow and splendor for an instant.

"boom!"

The unsuspecting figure tossed heavily...

Falling down again, the blood-red color dyed the pure white skirt, and the blood splashed in front of her eyes reflected into her slack pupils...

She staggered as if she had suffered a heavy blow to her chest. She opened her eyes wide amid the screams of panic surrounding her after a moment of silence, and suddenly covered her painful heart, spraying a mist of blood...

Falling back dejectedly, there seemed to be a little clarity at that moment, a thick rusty smell permeated the mouth, liquid slipped from the corner of her eyes, and disappeared into the cold mist in an instant, blindfolded, she heard the sky The fine sound, I thought to myself, oh, it's raining...

The thunder that shook the sky was still rolling in my ears, and the scene in front of me was torn in half by continuous lightning. Everything in black and white, the old scene, all the noise disappeared, only the blurred and reddish most of the memories The blood dripping from her skin, bit by bit, dyed into her dark eyes...

Everything around is distorted, ferociously pulling vines with thorns, stretching out boundlessly, blood-red flowers blooming at the top, petals blooming... petals withering... winding in the darkness Turning into flowing blood, wrapping around her skirt, dyeing her whole body...

In silence, the crazy clamor around has faded, and the pan-old scene is tumbling into the darkness a little bit...

She stretched out her hand unconsciously to the memory of the last scene, which was like water, and a sad smile appeared on the corner of her lips, which seemed to be the deepest sorrow in her heart.

The white dress was dyed with blood, and the branches and vines wrapped around her body silently, blooming large areas of bright flowers, and faint light and shadow appeared, enveloping the long hair in front of her.

She closed her eyes to hide all the mysterious shadows and deep sadness, her quiet face sank into the light, and faint singing and soft whispers sounded in her ears.

In the short silence, the boundless darkness was changing quietly, the small voices in the air were vibrating, and under the light, her smile was slightly deep and vague.

Suddenly a chuckle overflowed, and the invisible vortex quietly appeared and circled under her body, and the large petaled flower vines pierced the deep darkness enchantingly.

The ferocious scream of the unyielding clamor rose again, struggling and being dragged powerlessly into the void surrounded by light and shadow by the flamboyant vines, condensing into a pair of black wings of nothingness...

Ruyu's arms stretched out, entangled with the shadowless flower tendrils, winding out gorgeous and mysterious blood and spikes, the vibrating and distorted darkness swayed piercingly, she felt nothing but the slight movement of her eyelashes ...suddenly opened...

Afterwards, in the infinite darkness, only those ethereal and mysterious eyes were left, obscure and deep... like ink...

The moonlight shone, illuminating those twinkling eyes, and Sakura opened them suddenly, waking up from the nightmare of nothingness in the color of a dream.

"Ding... Ding..."

Sitting up, she stretched out her hand to touch her eyelids, and looked out of the window with her head tilted. There was a bit of night wind from the partially closed window, which caused the wind chimes to ring softly, and slightly brushed her long hair that was hanging down.

Sakura sat blankly on the bed for a while, the screams and screams from the nightmare still remained in her mind, her eyes that had not recovered from her senses gradually became watery, and she covered her drooping eyelashes , but I still can't hold back... the tears that fall...

"in the end......"

Tears spread, and she lost her voice.

The author has something to say: Unexpected surprises after getting up early. .happy