At the age of thirty-nine, He Xiaoshi and his own brother had a quarrel because of a small matter, and the two brothers have been red-faced ever since.

The two brothers have not seen each other for more than a decade.

At the age of forty-two, He Xiaoshi's health is getting worse and worse, and he is working overtime less and less.

As a result, the salary was never touched again.

The child is in kindergarten, and the conditions are good, 6,000 yuan a month.

The wife said: "The child of the old Wang family next door goes to a school of 10,000 yuan a month. ”

He Xiaoshi didn't speak, and transferred 10,000 yuan in silence, this money, he originally planned to go to the field to see his younger brother on his birthday.

At the age of forty-four, the child is in the first grade.

The teacher said, "In the first grade, it is very important to lay a good foundation. ”

He Xiaoshi licked his face and said with a smile: Yes, yes, you take care of it. ”

The teacher frowned and looked at He Xiaoshi's face that didn't understand the rules, and pointed out a clear way for him - extracurricular tutoring classes, three thousand a month.

He Xiaoshi was silent and quietly paid the money.

At the age of forty-three, the child is in the third grade.

The teacher said, "In the third grade, the most important thing is to connect the previous and the next. ”

He Xiaoshi nodded, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, I am planning to half a tutorial class." ”

At the age of forty-seven, the child went to junior high school.

The child said, "Dad, I want to learn the piano." ”

He Xiaoshi didn't hesitate, he really planned to pay for it.

The child's eyes flashed, and he suddenly said, "Dad, if I don't learn the ocarina, it's okay." ”

He Xiaoshi looked at the sensible child, but he couldn't be happy.

He can only work overtime desperately and earn money desperately.

At the age of fifty, the child went to high school, the school was very good, and he was very proud.

One day, He Xiaoshi was in a meeting, and the school called to say that the child had a fight and asked him to go.

He Xiaoshi was resigned, licking his face and asking for a leave of absence from the leader who was seven years younger than him.

When I arrived at school, I was reprimanded by a young teacher.

"As parents, you know how to work, you know how to earn money, and you don't spend more time with your children at home. What's the use of making so much money if something happens to the child?"

He Xiaoshi looked at the teacher and felt a little funny.

He remembers that the teacher said last month: "Parents work harder, earn more money, and make up more classes outside".

At the age of fifty-three, the child went to college, and he was even more competitive, it was a book, but the major the child chose, and he couldn't understand it.

He only knows this major, and it is very difficult to find a job.

On the day the admission letter came, He Xiaoshi took out the bottle of wine that had been treasured for a long time and drank it with the child.

He Xiaoshi said those things that he used to hate.

He Xiaoshi said: "When choosing a major, you still have to think about your work."

The child said, "Daddy, that's my dream".

He Xiaoshi said: "Living well is more important than dreams. ”

The child said, "I think that to live is to have dreams. ”

......

They went from talking to arguing.

He Xiaoshi made a move.

It's just that it found out that he was old, too old to beat this child.

I can't talk about this kid.

He Xiaoshi said: "I am your father. ”

The child looked at him, looked at him for a moment, and then turned away.

The moment he turned around, He Xiaoshi heard the child whisper: "I don't want to live like you." ”

He Xiaoshi cried, a man in his fifties, burst into tears.

It should be that the wine is too spicy.

Definitely, yes.

- - - - - -

At the age of fifty-seven, the child went to work and seemed to understand him a little. But He Xiaoshi reversed again and asked the child not to compromise.

At the age of sixty, the child got married.

He Xiaoshi asked the child, "Do you like that girl?"

The child was stunned and said, "I like it." ”

He Xiaoshi felt a pain in his heart.

Because a child's life is a similar repetition of his life.

Sixty-three years old, after a lifetime of hard work, He Xiaoshi wants to go out for a walk and see his younger brother who he hasn't seen for many years.

The wife by his side has been living with him for nearly 30 years, but he is still not sure whether he loves her or not.

He Xiaoshi and his wife began to plan the route, and after so many years, they still have disagreements and quarrels.

At a certain moment, He Xiaoshi suddenly felt that this was actually quite good.

They finally set off.

He Xiaoshi came to the city where he was his brother as he wished, but he didn't see his brother, because his brother had died of illness five years ago.

He Xiaoshi suddenly aged ten years old, his eyes were black, and he felt that a person's life was so fucking tired.

Time is the greatest healer.

He Xiaoshi slowly came out of his grief, and he began to look for the traces of his younger brother's walk.

And then constant tears.

Finally, He Xiaoshi planned to go for a break with his wife according to the set route.

Everything is ready.

That's when the kid called.

"Mom and Dad, I'm too busy at work to take care of my children. ”

They refunded their tickets and went back to their homes again.

At the age of seventy-three, the child's child has grown up and there is no need to worry about it anymore.

He Xiaoshi thought in his heart that he must go out to see the scenery outside.

However, his body, and the crutches at hand, could only support him to go downstairs.

At the age of seventy-eight, He Xiaoshi was lying on the hospital bed.

There are a lot of people around me.

He was dazed and saw the doctor shake his head regretfully.

The relatives around him looked solemn.

So, He Xiaoshi knew that he was going to die, but he was no longer afraid this time.

He Xiaoshi was thinking, when did he die?

Oh, by the way, he should have been dead in that wedding, right?

In front of his eyes, he couldn't help but think of the incomparably clear and real dream in college.

According to the novel, or as people say, in the first few seconds before death, the human brain will wander and recount the traces of the previous life of the person.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds passed.

He Xiaoshi looked at the memories of the past three seconds expressionlessly.

In the fourth second, He Xiaoshi suddenly laughed, it turned out that he had returned to the year he was fifteen years old.

He saw a boy, dressed in a white shirt, carrying a school bag, riding a bicycle and holding a packet of milk in his mouth, walking past another girl's door.

He couldn't remember what the girl he first fell in love looked like, he only remembered the girl's purple dress and white dress and ponytail.

At the last second, He Xiaoshi struggled to remember. But the picture of the dream appeared again in front of me.

......

Five seconds passed.

The relatives around him began to cry, but He Xiaoshi couldn't hear clearly.

The last cacophony he heard was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy shouting.

"Promise Him"

"Promise Him"

"Promise Him"

- - - - - -

The warm sunlight suddenly disappeared, and a cold wind suddenly hit.

He Xiaoshi slowly opened his eyes tiredly, and found that he was still lying on the way home, and the man in Xuanyi, Xiao Xiaotian, was standing in the air, looking at him quietly.

"How is it? Do you still want to go back?" Xiao Xiaotian asked lightly.

He Xiaoshi closed his eyes again, for a long time, for a long time......

He slowly opened his eyes, and the deep sadness in his eyes was replaced by clarity and brightness, and a sense of perseverance.

"Of course I want to go back. ”

A hint of disappointment flashed across Xiao Xiaotian's face.

He Xiaoshi continued: "But go back openly!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Xiaotian's mouth: "How can you go back openly?"

"Break this world and go back out of the rules here. ”

Xiao Xiaotian stroked his palms and laughed, and said one word: "good"!

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