"Affected by cold air, from the night of the 12th to the morning of the 13th, Beijing will usher in the first snowfall of this winter, and it is expected that from the 13th, it will affect North China, Huanghuai, Jianghan and other ......regions from north to south."

Xu Chunqiu raised his hand to turn off the TV.

It's snowing.

Circle of friends, space, Weibo, a lot of people post the law scriptures of the snow scene, show the affection of the show of affection, and the belated first snow seems to have become the focus of heated discussions on all social media platforms, but Xu Chunqiu has no heart to take care of it.

The fine snow falling from the sky sprinkled like sugar, cold and cold, covering every inch of dirt in the yard without reservation, and the little life buried under the soil did not have time to wait for the first snow of the year.

Xu Chunqiu began to frequently look at the things left by Su Su at home in a daze, cat food, hair cream, cat teasing sticks, cat climbing frames, everywhere there are traces of its life.

"It's time to eat. ”

Lu Xiu didn't know how to cook those very complicated dishes, he just chopped the vegetables and shredded chicken and boiled them in the porridge, and they were almost served on the table.

He looked at her over the steaming heat, only to see Xu Chunqiu wandering around the world and sending the contents of the bowl into his mouth one by one, Lu Xiu suspected that she didn't know what she was eating at all.

He lowered his head and brought a spoonful to his mouth.

...... The rice is not boiled rotten, sandwiched raw.

"Don't eat it, don't eat it, I'll cook it again in a moment. ”

He couldn't help but reach out and snatch her dishes and chopsticks, Xu Chunqiu was obedient as if he was out of his body from beginning to end, and his eyes looked at the cabinet where the cat food was originally placed.

Lu Xiu sighed and said to her, "You close your eyes and reach out." ”

Xu Chunqiu nodded, pursed his lips and lowered his eyes obediently.

Then she felt as if something fluttering had landed in her palm.

"Alright. ”

She opened her eyes, and in the palm of her hand was a poorly made handmade felt, a small white lump made in the shape of a cat.

Truth be told, it's kind of ugly.

Xu Chunqiu raised his eyes to look at him suspiciously, blinking inexplicably.

Lu Xiu coughed lightly, and looked away a little embarrassedly: "It's made of cat hair, and the crispy lost a lot of hair some time ago." ”

Xu Chunqiu blinked again: "You did it?"

She thought of the scene when Lu Xiu carefully collected the hair that had fallen from the crispy pastry, and somewhat clumsily pierced it into cat felt with a needle, and the small piece that was missing because of the crispy left seemed to be refilled by the warm feeling.

Lu Xiu bowed, he took her whole person into his arms, and gently patted her back like a child: "I know you're sad, cry." ”

"I miss it too. ”

But Xu Chunqiu didn't, she was just a small one curled up in Lu Xiu's arms, and it took a long, long time before she suddenly said: "Lu Xiuxiu ......"

She raised her face and said softly, "Can you accompany me to a place?"

Lu Xiu didn't know where she was going to take her, so she nodded without thinking.

......

Where Xu Chunqiu asked him to go with him, Lu Xiu actually didn't come for the first time.

This is the third time they have come to the cemetery side by side.

The Spring Festival was a festive day, and it coincided with the first snowfall, and there were very few people in the cemetery who came to worship, Lu Xiu pulled over halfway, and he couldn't find a stall selling flowers - the flower vendors all went home for the New Year.

The silent cemetery was too empty, and they followed the familiar path, through the neat rows of stone monuments, to a specific tombstone.

The stone tablet covered with a layer of snow in costume was the one that Su Chaodui set up for Xu Chunqiu, who had taken Lu Xiu to see his tombstone.

The next one was too clean, apparently because someone came to clean it frequently.

The gray-black tablet is hung with a yellowed old photograph, and the words below are gilded, "Tomb of Su Chaodui".

Xu Chunqiu half-knelt down and gently placed the small cat felt in his hand in front of the monument.

"It's not good to buy flowers for the New Year, and with it with you, I don't come empty-handed. ”

She stretched out her hand and pressed her palm to the cold stone tablet, it was very cold, but she didn't withdraw her hand at all, but continued to talk in this posture, as if she could really convey what she said and thought to the person who was sleeping underground.

"Susu, my cat is gone. ”

Her eyes were hot, and her voice trembled slightly, "Did you see it?"

"Susu ......"

Lu Xiu stood silently aside, quietly accompanied.

I don't know why, at that moment, he suddenly remembered the appearance of Su Chaodui on the hospital bed struggling to support his body before he breathed.

- You have to carry a big sedan chair to marry her into the door, and you can't ask her to be an aunt's wife.

- Worship heaven and earth, and worship the high church...... Forget about her parents, just worship you.

- To be together for the rest of our lives.

Like Xu Chunqiu, he wandered between the cracks of time and knew all the causes and consequences.

He knew better than anyone how much weight this cat named "Crispy" had in Xu Chunqiu's heart, and what kind of inextricable relationship the "Crispy" and "Susu" in her mouth were.

Su Chaodui left, and Crispy slept in the courtyard of the villa, and he saw Xu Chunqiu half-kneeling in front of Su Chaodu's monument, just like when she half-knelt in front of the flowerbed where Crispy was buried, silent, depressed, wanting to cry but couldn't cry.

The little life she picked up from under the corner of the wall could not escape the same fate, and gradually came to the end of her life.

It's as if no matter how beautiful things are, they are always unexpectedly shattered at a moment when you are unguarded.

Life, feelings, relationships between people, far or near, everything is the same.

So small.

Lu Xiu had never felt so insecure.

They have been reunited for five years in this era, and Lu Xiu always told himself that he was not in a hurry, take his time, they still had a lot of time together, and they didn't have to stick to any form of relationship certification.

But at this moment, he was a little panicked.

He had never been so desperate for a definite and stable relationship with coercive guarantees, and he wanted to use a ring to hold her firmly by his side.

He wanted to propose to her.

It's just that there is still a ring missing, Lu Xiu looked at her back affectionately, restrained and forcibly suppressed the clamor thoughts in his mind, and silently calculated in his heart.

It's not enough, he needs to be more prepared.

The one of the red gold agate was gone, and Xu Chunqiu exchanged it for Bu Operator.

He always seemed to owe her a ring.