The pear blossoms in the alley, I don't know when they bloomed, and I don't know when, thank you for a lifetime. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info she said, no matter how beautiful it was, it was not as beautiful as it was back then. -- Inscription

The wind, driving the snow-white pear blossoms, wandered in the corners of the world, and the picturesque places once again added beautiful embellishments, and all things were so gorgeous and clear. Many times, I don't understand why my father didn't arrange for my mother to be reborn, but left her soul with him in such a cruel way, and why he said that there was no her in Kongyu's life. Actually, I have a second choice, which is to start anew with him and renew my memory. However, no one will gamble their known happiness with an unknown future, and no one can be sure that they can fully control their own destiny. I don't dare to do it all over again because I'm timid.

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Out of the inner room of the house came an old woman, her face was covered with stripes of tail lines, like crumpled paper, which could not be spread, and her eyes, like smudged ink, had an indissolvable color, and her long hair, bright and shiny, was clean and unmixed with any variegated colors except white. Her appearance was extremely thin, wearing a slightly wide long robe, which made her look even more gloomy, and walked to her side, "Your father and he came just now." “

"Hmm. Scattered answered unconsciously, and did not speak again. Her name is Qiushui, and Zero has always called her mother-in-law.

Scattered looked back at her mother-in-law, inexplicably more sour.

In my memory, the first time I saw her was in Pear Blossom Lane, where my father sent me to live, Qiushui was very young and had the same long blue hair as me. It is said that she has the most beautiful face in the world, and there is no one who has seen her who does not fall for her. But later, only one night, the city was full of flowers, and all the forest paths were swallowed up by falling flowers, and gradually turned into rancid silt. Scattered on tiptoe, leaning against the window and looking into the room, I saw that her hair was white, in the dim sunlight, there was a cold light, just as I was trembling with fear, my father took me in his arms and turned around, looked at the decaying falling flowers and said, "The flowers have fallen." "A lifetime has passed. I don't remember what he said to me, in a trance, I still remember how I felt at that time, loneliness and sadness filled my eyes, I looked at my father with tears in my eyes, and he said, "When you meet a good person, don't cry, everything will be fine." This sentence is more like self-comfort.

I asked my father, "Is it because of time?"

Qiushui in the room laughed out loud, "Time, will it, will it be time?" Laughing and laughing, she cried, just like the pear blossom rain outside the window, exuding a sad and intoxicating sorrow.

But my father, after putting me down, quietly left.

Later, I learned that the pear blossoms in Pear Blossom Lane do not wither because of time, but despite this, I have built a world without time. Qiushui always told me, "It's not time that steals her beauty, it's herself." “

Once upon a time, I also felt that I was inseparable from my father, and when I asked, he would always choose to be silent, and inadvertently, he avoided the topic.

Later, he finally said yes, touched my head and said, "Meet, it's just a deal."

What kind of deal would make a girl who is in her prime give up everything she has and would rather have a shawl. I still can't understand the mystery of this, is this a kind of ignorance? I remember that she said that she wanted to make herself happy in the future, but she was drowsy, and before she had time to ask how she could make herself happy in the future, we were swallowed up by things and people.

Pear Blossom Lane has not bloomed since that night, and the petals on the ground have long since rotted, and the air is still filled with a disgusting and unpleasant smell, and we have never seen the intoxicating and longing scenery again until we left.