Han Xiao walked forward against the wind and snow, not knowing how long he had walked, and he didn't care if there was a road under his feet, because he was not afraid of anything, and for a person with a dead heart, nothing could stop him from doing something he had to do.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, overwhelming the branches, flattening the sky and the earth, and in the dark night you could only see the white expanse under your feet, which did not look like the world.

The wind was very cold, and when it blew on his face, it was like scraping off his flesh and skin, and it hurt and hurt.

Han Xiao stopped, his body had to lean forward, his eyes narrowed, staring ahead, he couldn't see the road, he couldn't see the direction.

He lowered his head again and continued to walk, no matter where this was, no matter where he went, he just walked, walked far, walked without seeing anyone he knew, he didn't want to hurt his parents again, hurt the people who loved him, his path was originally to heaven, but he went to hell.

He was very tired, tired and out of breath, tired and didn't want to take another step forward, there was a col beside him, he leaned there to breathe, raised his eyes, snowy night, only cold, but he didn't feel cold, looked up into the distance, couldn't see a little breath of the world, tried to watch, a little firefly fire flickered in the wind and snow, there was heaven, right?

He sighed in his heart, knowing that the cold for a long time might have caused him to hallucinate, probably this col was his last stop, and the cultural relics museum might never be built again, and he could see Xia Qing earlier. Slowly, he closed his eyes.

……

Han Xiao opened his eyes and looked around, a very simple cabin, a charcoal stove in the middle, the fire was very hot, there was a kettle hanging on it, a gray-haired old woman holding a water bowl, slowly picked up the kettle, poured it full of water, walked to the bed, and handed it to Han Xiao.

"Young man, it's such a cold day, it's freezing and snowy, why are you lying on the ground and sleeping, are you getting lost after drinking too much? Come on, come on, drink a cup of hot water. ”

Young man? Han Xiao looked down at himself, his down jacket was off, but the sweater could tell that he was not a young man? But, what's the matter? Why is his chest gone, he touched it, his head banged, only his chest muscles!

He looked up at the old man, and though surprised, he replied, "I'm not a young man. ”

"I know you're not small, but in my eyes, you'll always be a young man. The old man smiled, a few teeth were missing, and although his eyes were full of love, there was a hint of sadness.

Han Xiao caught this trace of sadness, and his heart hurt inexplicably. But seeing the empty teeth reminded him of his father, and his guilt rose slowly, and his face was sad.

"Drink water. The old man handed the bowl of water again.

Han Xiao took it, the weather was cold, and the water was no longer hot, so he drank it in one go, and his body was hot, "Thank you." ”

"Well, don't go this far in the future, see that your clothes are soaked, and your shoes are soaked. I'll roast it so you'll be able to wear it tomorrow morning. The old man flipped through his clothes and placed his shoes in a different direction.

Han Xiao was surprised by the changes in his body, he wanted to verify his idea, but he felt that it was really inappropriate, so he could only suppress his curiosity and stare at the old man, how could the old man be so old that he could get such an adult here?

Weird!

"That, excuse me, do you live here by yourself?" Han Xiao wanted to call the old man grandma, but for some reason, when he saw the old woman's face, he was always a little inexplicably familiar, as if it was not an old man, it was a young man, a peer, and he really couldn't shout.

It's really weird, too!

"Well, I've lived here for many years, and no one likes me, so I have to live with myself. The old man turned around and smiled, and his face was pulled by this smile, which was very comfortable.

Han Xiao wanted to know how he was rescued by the old man, but what surprised him more than his chest muscles, it seemed that he was indeed dead and in another world.

Forget it, it's really fair, let him become a man back after he dies, and if he sees Xia Qing again, if he is a woman, how can he continue to be a husband and wife?

In other words, have you really become a man again?

Below the waist, why is there no consciousness, is it frozen?

He tried to move his toes, but it was okay, he had some sense, but some places were still empty, hey, what were you thinking?

Han Xiao sighed, looked around the room again, there was probably only this one bed, fortunately, the bed was relatively wide, he was going to get out of bed and sit and let the old man rest, but he only sit, his head was still dizzy and painful, he forced himself to say these few words, and leaned back, "Or, I'll move inside, don't dislike me, squeeze and sleep together?"

The old man raised his wrinkled eyelids, chuckled, hesitated, but still nodded and said: "Okay, I'll make up with you for one night, anyway, my wife is also old and dying, and before she dies, she can sleep with a young man for a night, which is not in vain, hahaha......"

Being teased by the old man like this, Han Xiao's face turned a little red, fortunately, the lights were dim, and the old man was eighty or ninety years old, looking like he was in his last years, thinking that he was blushing because of this, he was a little embarrassed, he was a big man, and he was almost fifty years old, what happened today?

Han Xiao sat up slowly, wanting to move his body, but he was a little physically exhausted, so he didn't move.

The old man ignored him, took off a pair of old black cotton shoes, crawled from his feet to the bed, lifted one side of the quilt, turned his back, and lay down on his side.

Han Xiao slowly rubbed into the quilt, this poor house, a bed is enough, there is only a quilt, a pillow, what kind of bad idea is this, I know that it is better to fall asleep on the ground by myself!

For so many years, Han Xiao, who has been sleeping by himself, is really uncomfortable, and there is an old grandmother sleeping next to her who is about to lose her teeth, she should be a woman, so she will not be embarrassed, but now, her breasts are gone!

Thinking of his chest, Han Xiao's hand was a little restless, and he slowly stretched it down.

"No need to touch it, I've checked everything, everything that should be there. ”

Outside, the wind was blowing through the valley, and it was like a ghost's cry into the house, and there was a sudden sound like a slow and trembling voice next to his head, which made Han Xiao tremble.

MD, it's up!

After so many years, so many experiences, none of them can compare to the weirdness of tonight, he tried to control himself not to tremble, I don't know whether he was scared or excited, he told himself in his heart, calm down, calm down, he is dead, this is hell.

"Go to sleep, don't sleep again, be careful that I get up and eat you. ”

The voice in my ears rang again.

Han Xiao thought that he was dead, but he was not afraid, and he didn't care if he turned his head and saw his grandmother turn into a white skeleton, his life had fallen from heaven to hell, and he was still afraid of a hammer?

He gritted his teeth and tried to turn sideways, the back of the old woman's head was in front of him, and what surprised him even more was that by the faint fire, he could see that the old woman's hair was black.

Han Xiao swallowed his saliva, now he was really scared.

"It must be hard to live alone, right?" Han Xiao calmed down, trying to think that this black hair was a beautiful face in front of her, and she must have been deeply hurt before she hid here alone.

"No, it's not bitter, I just want to live quietly. What about you, why did you walk so far?" The old man's voice was much softer and more beautiful, and to Han Xiao's ears, it was a beautiful woman talking to him quietly.

"I, I can only go, in fact I am running away, I have hurt all the people I love. Han Xiao sighed again.

"No matter what happens to you, it can be solved. The soft voice sounded again.

"No, the things I encountered can't be solved, only when I die, can it really be solved, but I am too cowardly to die. Han Xiao replied with annoyance, he could only sigh, sigh and sigh, and he always looked like he was defeated.

……

The wind outside was stronger, the north wind was howling, and the wooden doors and windows were creaking.

"Tell me your story, maybe I can help you. The old man wrapped himself in a quilt, and the two of them got closer.

"My business?" Han Xiao blinked, very dry.

In the dark, he smiled bitterly, and said slowly in a calm voice: "Actually, my story is very simple, I am a playboy, but I fell in love with a fairy, I never knew that loving someone can have everything or lose everything." We can forget everything in the world when we are happy together, just to be together. ”

"Are you married?" interrupted the old man.

"Yes, we are married, but why do we have to tie two families together when we are married? What kind of inheritance do we have to talk about, what kind of society is this, what era is it, we are all living and independent people. Thinking of this, Han Xiao couldn't help but clench his hands into fists.

"So, she's not happy, because she doesn't have children?" asked the old man.

"Yes, she was unhappy, but not because she didn't have children, it was because of my hesitation, my carelessness, I hurt her. I thought we were just arguing, didn't we say that husband and wife should quarrel? As a result, she ran home, and I wanted to pick her up, and I couldn't do without her, but my mother persuaded me that she would come back if she figured it out, and I was also angry, and I was always so stupid when I was young. ”

"And then?"

"Then I got drunk and had a night with my best friend's wife, and she found out, and she was angry and sick. I don't know, she ran away from home angrily, I went to look for her, I looked for her everywhere, but I couldn't find it, I couldn't find it, where did she go? Where did she go?" Han Xiao's excited voice trembled, he didn't dare to recall, because every time he recalled, he couldn't help but hurt himself, hurt so much that he didn't have the strength to think about these things.

But now, the memories can't stop. "She went to the place where we first met, rented a small house, and planned to go there every day to see exhibitions, but God just wanted to take her away from me, she was so sick that even the paintings she wanted to see, the cultural relics she wanted to see were deserted, I couldn't imagine how desperate she was at that time. ”

"yes, the museum is gone. A sigh, a murmur.

Han Xiao's body shook violently, this sigh, just like back then, he found Xia Qing in the hospital, Xia Qing was full of tears before he died, and sighed, "You and I are destined to be here, but the cultural relics museum is gone." ”