At this time, it has already entered the middle of winter, but only now has the snowflakes drifted in the sky, and the vast avenue, only as far as the eye can see, the three figures are not in a hurry to step on the road under their feet, laughing and laughing.

The heavy snowfall, which came more than a month late, brought a long-lost tranquility. At the beginning of the fall, the snow is not big, such as rice grains, and the cold wind passes, and the snow gradually increases, like catkins.

Liu Xiaoyi's clear and smart eyes looked at the snow falling from the sky in a daze, Qianqianyu took a piece in her hand, and the silk in her eyes flowed, watching it turn into a few drops of water at the temperature of her fingertips, and took away a trace of the temperature of her fingertips when she fell into the snow.

"It's snowing, it's snowing!"

She danced happily on the snow, imitating the snow elves in the world, dancing out of her posture and dancing out of her heart, telling the artistic conception of snow for mortal people.

Shen Yu pushed Zhao Yi's wheelchair to the side and stopped, silently watching her dance. I don't know when, a quiet smile appeared on their faces, intoxicated by this graceful dance.

The sky was full of snow, like dandelions, like reed flowers, and like catkins falling around them one after another, or soaring, or circling, or falling straight down, covering the feet, draping the earth with a layer of silver, or dancing like a butterfly with Liu Xiaoyi's colorful clothes, graceful.

With such a charming artistic conception, Zhao Yi's heart moved, took out an emerald green jade flute, stroked it with both hands, rubbed it gently, put it in his mouth, and exhaled, the sound was melodious, and he was intoxicated.

As soon as the flute sound comes out, the catkins do not fall, circling up, dancing with the dance, dancing with the flute, the sound is like a beauty, people melt the world, the sky and the earth drift snow...

It doesn't matter the sky, it doesn't matter the earth, it doesn't matter the thousands of mountains and ravines, the vast snow is white, everything in this world has become a powder of jade, and the heaven and the earth are mixed into one color.

In the sound of the flute, under the dancing, the snowflakes fell lightly from the hazy sky to Shen Yu's eyes. In a trance, she saw a couple holding hands and looking at each other, and after conceiving in October, they added a lively little life to the family, and lived a happy life belonging to the family.

The sound of Zhao Yi's flute suddenly turned sharply, the sound was desolate, and the whimpering was suppressed.

She closed her eyes, as if she saw the war suddenly start, her husband tearfully said goodbye to the elders, kissed his wife goodbye, touched the toddler who was just about to call him 'daddy', and choked up: "The country is in trouble, Yu is a man, he should stand up, serve the country, fight for a pure land, and play a happy and comfortable life for the children of my future generations!"

After speaking, he ignored the earnest gaze of his family and resolutely left. With a lot of blood, he stepped into the battlefield, holding the battle flag in his left hand and the rusty sword in his right hand, galloping in blood.

One battle after another left countless blood marks on his sturdy body, and in the final battle, the battle flag was thrown high, and he fought bravely deep into the enemy's hinterland, and finally fell under a high wall. When he was dying, there were many regrets in his heart, which finally turned into a sigh.

And his wife, day and night, looks forward to the figure in his heart, takes care of the second elder, and teaches young children to read. When no one was around, he took out a wooden flute alone, and his red lips were blowing, and the sound of the flute was depressed, like weeping and complaining, and it was so sad.

The sound of the flute is closed, the snow is exhausted, the body is cold, and the reflection is sad.

Shen Yu opened his eyes slightly, flicked his fingers to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and muttered: "Is there really such a poignant story in the world, is that person really dead?"

Zhao Yi's eyes fluctuated, and he said: "I died, for the final victory, for the sake of the happy land in my heart, sacrificed." ”

"What's the name of such a hero?"

"Guangzhu, he's one of my subordinates. ”

Zhao Yi put down the jade flute, his eyes were filled with pain, and he said in a low voice: "This person is a good fighter in life, and he is accepted by me as a general, and he will fight with me." On one incident, I misunderstood him, and I... I didn't even give him a chance to explain, and he didn't explain to me, that he died under the enemy's arrows in order to help me. ”

Zhao Yi had tears in his eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "I have been haunted by his betrayal of me, until he died, I still couldn't help but shed two lines of tears, I care about the brothers who were born and died with me, they are all my brothers!"

At the end of the words, the regret in Zhao Yi's eyes was unwilling, and the pain was even worse.

Shen Yu regretted that he had asked something he shouldn't have asked, raised his hand and patted Zhao Yi on the shoulder, and soothed: "It's over, don't remember the past anymore, cherish the present." Actually, everyone has some sad past, and I've experienced it, but I came out because I met someone I was supposed to meet......"

"No, you don't understand! I killed him in my life!"

Zhao Yi sobbed: "When the war ended, I visited most of the families of the deceased to see what could help them. When I saw the last name on the yellow paper, I couldn't help but go to see his family, his wife and six-year-old toddler, but his parents were gone. ”

Zhao Yi wiped his tears and said, "When I met his wife, before I could speak, she already knew my identity and handed me a letter, while she herself leaned against the willow tree on the side, playing this memorial song. ”

After a pause, he looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky, as if trying to suppress his emotions, at this time, Liu Xiaoyi had already stopped dancing, came to the side, and quietly listened to Zhao Yi say: "When I opened the envelope, there were two of them, both of which had his pen. The first letter read: Xiaojuan, I'm sorry, forgive the pillar for breaking his promise, I can't come back to accompany you and my son, I hope you don't blame me, live a good life in the future, don't read it. By the way, if Lord Zhao didn't trouble you, don't show him the second letter. But if he wants to cut the roots, then show him the second letter, trusting that he will forgive me for what I have done. ”

"And the second letter reads: General Zhao, I'm sorry, the pillar is dead, please don't do it to my wife and children, they are all innocent. At that time, it was Li Chuan who forced me with them, and I had no choice but to do it, no matter what the outcome was, I would apologize with death! Please raise your noble hand and let them go, they have no ability to take revenge. ”

Zhao Yi clenched his hands, gritted his teeth and said: "He was afraid that I would really do something to his wife and children, and he continued at the end of the second letter: The pillar is incompetent, he is forced to comply, and he responds to the words of the thief and harms the adult in vain." However, the pillar has been an adult guard for more than three years, and the battlefield has been on the battlefield for more than four years, and in the past eight years, even if there is no merit, there is hard work, and the adult must be kind to my wife and children!!"

At this time, Zhao Yi began to cry silently, and roared: "This letter was prepared a long time ago, and he was ready to die a long time ago! He didn't believe me, he wanted to ask for my forgiveness, but he didn't take revenge, he wanted to leave with a secret, but he still let me know." He's a bastard! A bastard who deserves to die like this! He doesn't deserve to die for my forgiveness!"

"Alright, alright! It's all over. ”

Shen Yu buried his head in his arms, and remembered his own experience in his heart, all of which were the same, the same bitterness. Seeing this, Liu Xiaoyi didn't know what to do for a while, and persuaded him: "The past goes with the wind, don't be sad, it's good to live up to the things you regret in the future, all the scars will slowly disappear." ”

She deliberately changed the topic and said, "By the way, the flute played by Brother Zhao just now is very good, what is its name?"

"That's right, what's its name?" asked Shen Yu knowingly.

"I asked its owner, and she said she didn't know, the emotion overflowed, and it came naturally. Zhao Yi restrained his emotions a little and said slowly.

"Then we might as well choose a name for it, shall we?" Liu Xiaoyi continued to divert Zhao Yi's attention.

"What's the name?"

Shen Yu thought hard, and then asked, "Zhao Yi, you played this song to us, what do you think is the best name?"

"I don't know ......"

"Now it's snowing, and it's a melody again, why don't we call it "Snowflake"?"

"Xiao Yi really has you, Zhao Yi, what do you think of this name?"

"Snow... Flower... Death"

Zhao Yi pondered word by word, nodded and said: "Intentional, good, good, I think this name is very good!"

"Do you really think so?" the two women asked.

"Well, I'm sure its owner will love it too. ”

"Snowflakes, snowflakes, wives and children, husbands, kingdoms, people. The death of dreams, the death of love, the death of meaning, the death falls with the flowers, the flowers fall, they become dust, the wind blows, and everything is ......"

"What are you talking about?"

"You care about me?"

"Xiaoyi, do you think I can't cure you?"

"Yes! That's what I think!"

"Stop, don't run!"

"Why don't you run, you're chasing me. ”

Zhao Yi watched the two women chirping around him, and the haze in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he shook his head and laughed a few times.

"Brother Zhao, you're finally smiling!" Liu Xiaoyi suddenly pointed out.

Shen Yu's heart moved, understood the meaning, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyi, thank you." ”

"Thank me for what, didn't you cooperate with me to make Brother Zhao laugh?"

Liu Xiaoyi walked in and said: "Brother Zhao is really, you smile more, don't always have a strange and uncomfortable expression, you will be very uncomfortable like this." ”

"Is that really the case?" Zhao Yi was stunned.

The two women nodded in unison...

"Then I'll just keep it as usual!"

"No way!"

The two of them said in unison: "As soon as you lose your expression, you have a sad face, you must laugh all the time!"

"Don't wait to be forced like this!"

“......”

The three of them continued to speak, and walked towards the snowy world in the distance, the empty footprints and the indentation of the wooden wheel were soon covered by the heavy snow, and the willow trees were hung with silver bars, colliding together, releasing a cold sound, and with the cold wind whistling around, they chilled the world and people's hearts.

But in the end, it chills people's hearts and warms people's hearts, no one knows...