For the first time, Xie Xuan felt that the sunshine in Leizhou was dazzling.

Ah Miao, who only slept for two hours a day and spent the rest of the time working, was sweating happily under the scorching sun.

He stood on the ridge of the field, dressed in black and more dull than returning to the ruins.

Hey, it's your birthday.

He held the gourd and felt the blue and heavy pressure on his hand.

If, at that time, he didn't go to Zhong's house and ignored Ah Miao, wouldn't things have turned out to be what they are today? If, that day, in the snow, he didn't reach out to wipe the snow from her hair, wouldn't he need to hesitate today?

The girl who could see the gods struggled alone and lived to be seventeen years old, but Destiny still didn't want her to continue to grow up.

Ah Miao in the flower field, as usual, rolled up her sleeves and buried herself in work.

The wind blew, warmly and gently ruffling her bangs. Under the black hair, a white and smooth forehead is revealed. Fine beads of sweat, condensed, condensed, rolled down from above.

As if it had flowed into her eyes, she suddenly stopped her movements and raised her hand to rub it.

But she still had black mud on her hands.

Xie Xuan subconsciously walked towards her, but when he got closer, his body stiffened, and he whispered: "Ah Miao? ”

The dirty black mud stained the girl's sweaty face.

She didn't hear his voice, she didn't see him coming.

He was standing next to her, and she didn't know anything.

Xie Xuan's voice trembled slightly, and he shouted again: "Ah Miao? Why don't you speak? Are you angry? Didn't you laugh when I called you Scrooge, and said you were going to smash my head with silver? ”

He gently touched Miao's shoulder.

Clothes that have been washed and faded and turned white, and their hands are cut like knives.

"Ah Miao, are you talking...... he muttered, and when he stood in front of Ah Miao, there was a jade-like flower that had just bloomed and bloomed, and he accidentally stepped on it.

Ah Miao exclaimed, dropped the flower hoe in his hand, and bent down to look at it.

In her eyes, there were only crooked plants.

The flower named "Jade" was cultivated by her, not to mention Leizhou, even if you look at the whole Dayue, there is no same flower.

At only seventeen years old, she is already a famous flower farmer in Leizhou.

No one could have imagined that she would have died when she was eight years old. If it weren't for the fact that she happened to be able to see Xie Xuan, nine years later, if there was a tomb, the grave would have been overgrown with wild grass.

She reached out to help the jade flower, but she didn't notice that next to it was Xie Xuan's feet.

The man in black holding a green gourd, his face getting whiter and whiter.

Why can't she see me?

His mind was full of these words, buzzing and making a terrible noise.

On both occasions, when Ah Miao's name was crossed out in the book of life and death, he didn't want to save her, but he just stood there, said a word to her, swept away the snow piled up on her head, and she survived.

Today, he didn't want to take her soul with him, but she couldn't see him.

Why?

Why is this happening?

Xie Xuan reached out to grab her wrist, obviously grabbing it, but she was still unconscious. He tried to pull her up and look into her eyes, but he couldn't pull her.

Obviously, he has been thinking that the next time, when there are cinnabar red marks on the book of life and death, he will take away her soul without saying a word or a word.

Why, after nine years, Destiny wanted her to die?

Even three years ago, two years ago, he could have watched her die.

But now, he can't.

Suddenly, Ah Miao stood up and covered her heart.

Her face gradually turned blue, like a pastry that had been in the air for a long time, and it was eroded by mildew little by little, from snow-white and soft, to stiff and black.

Is that...... Inauspicious colors.

Xie Xuan's hand loosened, and the blue gourd fell heavily into the flowers.

He wanted to go up and help her, but this time he couldn't even touch her.

What to do, Ah Miao is going to die.

He watched her fall, her old but neat dress stained with mud.

The red mole struggled and surged at his fingertips. At that moment, he seemed to go crazy. Before Ah Miao took her last breath, he connected her life to himself.

As long as he doesn't die, Ah Miao won't die.

Her name has disappeared from the book of life and death.

In the afternoon in Leizhou, a cloud drifted in, and the rain fell.

The cold water droplets hit the girl's dirty face, she opened her eyes and frowned: "Xie Xuan? ”

A young man in black, standing in the rain, dripping from the ends of his hair.

He lowered his head, looked at her with a faint expression, and said, "You look so dirty......"

Ah Miao took a breath, wiped her face, and sat up from the ground: "Why are you here?" I just seemed to ...... "Like something, Ah Miao suddenly couldn't remember.

It seems like there's an empty piece in my head.

Memories like white paper, not a drop of ink fell on it.

All she remembered was that she had to go to the tailor's shop to get her clothes, but it was still early and the weather was good, so she took her hoe and went out to work. Why did it rain heavily in the sky in the blink of an eye?

When did Xie Xuan come?

She stood up in a daze, and was about to ask him, but when she saw him turn around, she took out a small green gourd from the flowers.

With a "ding" in her head, she asked in the rain: "Is it already time?" ”

From the time she first met him, she knew that she was a short-lived person.

But Xie Xuan put away the gourd, turned around and said, "It's still early." ”

The two words were quickly shattered by raindrops.

That evening, Ah Miao went to get a brand-new Liuxian dress. She made herself a few dishes, both meat and vegetarian, and ate them very well. When the moon rose in the night, she pushed open the window and let the moonlight shine in like silver frost, illuminating the room as if it were day.

2nd year, 3rd year, 4th year......

By the fifth year, she would have been twenty-two years old.

A matchmaker came to the door to say goodbye to her, and as soon as they met, they said, "Oh my God, Miss Miao, you look like this, you are clearly still a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl."

Born with such a tender skin, he doesn't look like a person in his twenties at all.

She laughed when she heard it, and felt that this woman was worthy of being a matchmaker, and she was born with a sweet mouth. But she is not interested in such a thing as getting married.

Otherwise, she would have gotten married a few years ago.

Girls in their twenties who have not yet married are not common people in Dayue.

She smiled and politely declined the matchmaker.

When the woman with a long face heard this, she immediately said: "Miss Miao, I didn't say you, although you were born young, but at your age, I am afraid that the children in the other family have already given birth to several children!" ”

Ah Miao smiled and echoed a few words and sent her out.

She also asked, Miss Miao, are you honest, do you have a sweetheart?

Hearing this, Ah Miao shook her head with a smile and closed the door.

But the woman did not give up: "Tell me, and I will go and speak for you." ”

Ah Miao stood behind the door, looked up at the gloomy sky, and remembered Xie Xuan's black clothes.

Tell me about it? She can't say it's alive.

With a wry smile, Ah Miao turned around and went back to the house.

She hadn't seen Xie Xuan for half a year.