() The carriage was rolling, the voices were whispering, and he was already walking on the road to Qixia Mountain, Liu Qin leaned in Cuiliu's arms, and his eyes were hazy, and he slowly fell asleep.

She seems to have returned to the highly developed 21st century, her short life really responded to this idiom at the snap of her fingers, flashing in her mind like a marquee, she saw her birth, primary school, middle school, university, work, her every stage is in order, step-by-step, never overstep, what time to do things, just like a computer programme.

When it was time to fall in love and start a family, she also found a boyfriend with comparable conditions, and their relationship was also one of the programming of the computer, some small heartbeats, explaining their details to each other in the chat, and when the time was ripe, she began to date, eat, watch movies, and occasionally give a small gift, and then hold hands, kiss, and go to bed.

At the age of twenty-eight, they decided to get married, not because of how much they loved, but because they understood that sooner or later they would get married, but their friends and colleagues also got married, but their parents and relatives thought they should get married, but at this time, her "computer" finally had a problem, when she took the hospital's diagnosis and clearly heard the words "lymphoma" said by the attending doctor, she did not cry because of fear as she imagined, and collapsed because of fear. She remembered that she seemed to laugh at herself a little.

Even if she has no medical knowledge, she knows the horror of lymphoma, which is basically synonymous with death. She refused the doctor's and family's request to hospitalize her, and since there was no help, why bother to live for one or two more days, in the hospital full of disgusting soda smell and struggling on the verge of death, it was just the difference between living a few days less and dying in agony and two more years longer and dying in agony.

Some people say that the road of life is actually a road from life to death, and from death to life, people, from the beginning of birth, began to slowly move towards death, and the moment he died, he has also begun his new life. Cycle after cycle, like the surrounding flowers and trees, like the sunrise and sunset, this is the principle of heaven and earth.

She painstakingly persuaded her kind boyfriend to break up with her, and in order to take care of his boyfriend's conscience, she took away the money they were going to pay for the down payment on the house and the money for the wine banquet. She quit her job, returned to her hometown, secretly left a part in the rippling tears of her parents, and with the rest, she began to travel around, without a specific itinerary, wherever she went, she stopped when she wanted, and left when she wanted.

Sitting on the train, sitting in the car, she went to many places, climbed mountains, played in the water, saw the grassland and the sea, her health was getting worse and worse, her face was getting paler and paler, she couldn't walk anymore, she carried simple luggage, sent herself to the hospital at the last stop, and the rest of the money was only enough to pay for the bed and the simplest treatment, and she was a quiet person in the hospital and slowly waited for death to come.

She recalled her short life, there was no strong love, no strong hate, life was dull and boring, but there was no lack of faint warmth. Her life, simple, clear, and indifferent, is a white sketch on the canvas, which will eventually be lost by the wind and dust of the years.

When she went, although her body had been tortured to the point that she couldn't bear to witness, her expression was calm and peaceful. Her ashes and her only relic, her mobile phone, were sent back to her hometown, where she recorded the last beautiful image she left to the world.

She knew that her parents must be very sad, but she was not their only child, nor was she the most important child, and time would always dilute a qiē, and after a while, her parents would slowly forget the heartache of losing her, and other relatives and friends would slowly stop remembering her, as if she had never come......

When she opened her eyes again and saw this new world, she had become the daughter of the Liu family.

Crossing or something, it's pure nonsense, if she believes that there is a zài time rewind in this world, she would rather believe that when she crossed the Nai River Bridge, Meng Po dozed off, and let her start a new round of reincarnation with the memories of this previous life.

The Buddha said that there are 3,000 worlds in the world. A thousand small worlds make up the middle thousand worlds; A thousand worlds in a thousand make up the world.

Maybe her past life is one of these small worlds, and her present life is another of these small worlds, there are always threads of connection between the world, just like there is always a stumbling connection between people, the current world has many similarities with the earth in the previous life, but it is only thousands of years behind.

She was reborn with the memories of her previous life, if this is God's mercy and gift, while grateful, she will cherish it even more, this is the continuation of her previous life, it is her two lives combined for a lifetime.

If her previous life was a blank drawing, then in this life she will pour a heavy color, if in her previous life she wrote a dignified "Kai" character, then in this life let her splash ink, a wandering drunken book and a wild grass!

"Ding......

The car stopped, the wind stopped, the tree was quiet, the past life passed away, and this life began.

"The girl slept so well today, and she hasn't woken up yet." Cui Yu looked at the little man in Cui Liu's arms, the blown-up skin, the ruddy little mouth, the long feather-like eyelashes under the closed eyelids, such a quiet and well-behaved appearance, people couldn't help but feel pity.

Cuiliu gently touched her hair, patted it gently, and with a heart that couldn't bear to alarm her, she called softly: "Girl, wake up, girl." ”

The person in his arms moved, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened them, revealing a pair of black and white, clear eyes, and the confusion of waking up from sleep in his eyes.

The one in the dream gradually disappeared, and the vicissitudes of life and death that had experienced the world and seen through it were also covered by the action of raising his hand and rubbing his eyes, and buried deep in his heart, his eyes turned slightly, fleeting, and when he raised his eyes to look at each other, it was the purity and clarity of the child.

Putting down her little hand and opening her innocent eyes, Liu Qin felt that she was really just a child at this moment, and smiled sweetly at the two sisters who had accompanied her for five years, her heart was full of attachment and warmth.

"Sister Cuiliu, have you arrived?"

As she spoke, she sat up from Cuiliu's arms and looked out through the gap in the curtains.

"It's here, it's here." Cui Yu said as she jumped out of the carriage, a grandmother came over and lifted the curtain of the car, Cui Yu reached out and hugged her and put her on the ground, Cui Liu also got out of the car, and the two carefully arranged the headdress for her and smoothed the folds of her clothes.

The old lady had been helped out of the car by Cai's and was waving to her.

"Mother." Liu Qin happily ran over, hugged this loving mother, her eyes couldn't help but be a little hot, she buried her face in her mother's clothes, and quietly wiped away the unprovoked thoughts and sadness.