The autumn breeze blows through the blue sky. The sky was like an endless blue sea. Intense white light danced in the air, like waves on the surface of the sea.

Yin Yifeng was wearing a hospital gown in the hospital, and he was as light as a swallow floating under this blue sky.

He looked down on the vast earth, and the earth was golden.

Colorful clouds, floating around them in all shapes and sizes.

In the golden autumn years, there is a maple forest underneath, a fiery red color.

Maple forest with autumn leaves.

The autumn breeze was whining, with an intoxicating chill.

Like an aged wine, simple and fragrant.

Bathed in the autumn breeze, the broken hair flies.

One calm, two leisurely.

The corners of Yin Xingji's mouth outlined a faint smile.

A smile from the heart, as bright as a flower.

"He, who is he?"

Just when Yin Yifeng was smiling and immersed in a sense of happiness, he saw a person, a familiar figure from the past.

In the maple forest, there seemed to be a person, a thin body, leaning against a large tree root.

Looking at the dress, it looks like a boy.

That big tree, he also felt very familiar.

It's like an old friend you've known for a long time.

The boy, he buried his head deep in his knees.

Yin Yifeng couldn't see his face, but that figure seemed familiar.

A feeling of knowing each other for a long time.

Yin Yifeng muttered in his heart, he wanted to go down.

It's strange that he actually floated like this, like a small feather.

It fluttered like a huge butterfly, flying down among the trees.

His feet hit the ground first, making a dull sound with a mixture of rubbing leaves, and then he stood firmly.

The boy, perhaps, heard the noise.

He slowly raised his head, a pair of smart eyes on a childish little face.

He silently stared at Yin Yifeng for a long time.

Then, the boy suddenly stood up very excitedly, and then shouted happily, "Brother Zhen, is that you?" What are you doing here? ”

"Xiaodong, why are you?"

Yin Yifeng, he was surprised.

He looked up and down carefully for a long time, and he finally recognized the boy in front of him.

This boy is none other than his good brother back then, Liu Xiaodong.

After so many years, Liu Xiaodong has not changed at all, and he is still the same as when he was separated.

Yin Yifeng was as if he was in a dream.

Look at him intact.

A big stone in my heart finally fell to the ground.

Still, he was surprised.

He walked in front of Liu Xiaodong in surprise.

Pointing at him in astonishment, he said; "You, aren't you, dead?"

He had just heard the man say that the boy was dead.

But now, how.

？

"Who said that. Look, isn't that all right for me? ”

Liu Xiaodong turned around with a smile, with the purest and most genuine smile on his face.

That smile, in Yin Yifeng's opinion, is like the most beautiful and cleanest sunshine in the world.

It warms his heart.

"Brother Zhen, I'm going home. Don't worry about me, I'm fine and happy right now, really. I'm a hundred times happier than I have ever been. ”

Speaking of this, Liu Xiaodong lowered his head.

The tone was paused, as if it was very sentimental.

”

It's just that.

The hair on his forehead fell down and covered his eyes.

"Really? Home, where to go home? ”

Yin Yifeng took half a step forward.

I didn't notice anything strange about him.

"Go back to your own home. I'm living with my dad now. I'm very happy and happy. It's just that. ”

Liu Xiaodong raised his head, but quickly lowered his head.

"You, your father?"

At this time, Yin Yifeng noticed the change in him.

He always remembered that his father seemed to have died of illness many years ago.

In this matter, did Liu Xiaodong sue him himself?

How can he see the dead?

Isn't that hell?

Thinking of this, Yin Yifeng couldn't help but feel sad.

A very ominous premonition made him dare not think about it.

"I'm sorry I caused you to be like this. I'm sorry, Xiaodong, I didn't mean to. ”

Yin Yifeng really didn't know what else to do for him at the moment except for guilt and saying something apologetic.

"Well, it's none of your business. It's all my own reasons. ”

Liu Xiaodong smiled indifferently.

It's a relaxed look.

He looked up and smiled as he brushed the hair from his forehead.

"I'm so happy now."

"Happiness?"

Yin Yifeng was stunned.

The word happiness seems to be far away from him.

"Yes! I'm very happy. I'm finally with my dad. He's been very good to me now. That's great. ”

Liu Xiaodong said with a smile.

He looked sincere, not like he was joking.

"Really? Isn't it good? ”

Yin Yifeng, he suddenly became sentimental.

In my impression, I haven't seen my parents for a long time.

It seems to have started from the moment I lost my memory.

He finally regained his memory now, but no matter how hard he tried to recall it, he still had no memory of his parents.

He didn't know why he lost his memory.

I don't know where my parents are now.

He seemed to just remember some things about leaving his hometown before graduating from elementary school.

For the future qiē, he didn't have any impressions.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but shed tears of sadness.

"Brother, I'm so cold now."

I don't know why, Liu Xiaodong's body suddenly began to tremble slightly.

His face became painful, and his teeth made a slight gurgling sound.

"Dong, what's wrong with you?"

Yin Yifeng returned to reality from memory.

He stepped forward and shook Liu Xiaodong's hand.

A cold breath immediately penetrated his body.

His hands were cold, cold and piercing.

It's like a thousand years of ice.

Liu Xiaodong was still trembling, and it was getting more and more powerful.

"Brother, I'm really cold, so cold. It's raining so much, so much. ”

"East, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. There's a brother. ”

Yin Yifeng opened his hands, ignoring the coldness of Liu Xiaodong's body.

Take it into your arms.

But when he hugged him like this, the whole person threw himself into the air, as if he was going to hug the air.

One didn't pay attention, and his head hit the tree.

"Xiaodong, you?"

Yin Yifeng ignored his pain, turned his head suddenly, and looked at Liu Xiaodong with an incredible expression.

"Are you?"

He was already doubting whether Liu Xiaodong was dead just now.

It seems to have been stated at this moment.

When you die, you become a ghost, and a ghost has no body and is formless.

"Hmm."

Liu Xiaodong was still trembling uncontrollably.

He bent down, his eyes dim and unfocused, and replied weakly.

"I, now, now I'm a ghost."

"Ghosts, ghosts?"

Yin Yifeng's mouth opened wide in surprise.

Although he already had a premonition in his heart.

But when he heard him say it himself, he still couldn't accept it.

As soon as his body went limp, the whole person went limp.

Sitting on the thick dead branches and leaves.

"Traces, brother. I'm going, I'm going. ”

Liu Xiaodong said word by word.

Then little by little, his body turned from solid to empty.

Finally disappeared.

"No, don't. Xiaodong. ”

Yin Yifeng sat limply on the ground.

opened his arms and tried his best to hold Liu Xiaodong's hand.

However, the current Liu Xiaodong is just a ghost after all, just an illusory figure.

How was he able to hold it.

What he held just now was just the spirit that Liu Xiaodong barely gathered.

"Brother! Don't feel guilty. I don't blame you. Really, I don't blame you at all. ”

Liu Xiaodong's voice became softer and softer.

"And, for you, for Wei. I feel, I feel very happy. ”

Gradually, Liu Xiaodong's figure disappeared little by little, and finally disappeared.

Yin Xingji sat on the ground, unable to say anything in grief.

”

Xiaodong, you, don't go.

Yin Xingji hissed and let out a final roar.

Then he opened his eyes violently.

In addition to white, it was still white.

Empty, white.

Horror white.

It's suffocating.