A few years later...

On a road leading to a small town, a child who seemed to be five or six years old appeared on the road as if he was carrying the world with difficulty, he looked small and thin, his face was very dirty, he was dressed in tattered clothes, and a dirty rope around his neck was tied to a small bottle full of mud.

The heat distorts everything on this road.

And he's still moving forward.

The boy's eyes looked straight ahead, they were very clear eyes, but these eyes were cold, as if they were hiding a determination. His body moved almost instinctively, and everything was uncomplaining.

The world seemed to be quiet for his eyes, and lost its heat.

But when the setting sun stained the earth red, the shadow under the boy's feet was already long, long.

The moment his shadow touched a wall, the boy looked up almost instinctively.

The boy grabbed the dirty bottle around his neck and muttered to himself, "There's a town ahead of Grandpa." ”

"I'm close to Zixiao Mountain again. ”

But no one responded to his words.

The boy was not disappointed by the coldness around him, his grandfather had been dead for two years, and when he died, his grandfather said to the boy, "Bing'er, you must go to Zixiao Mountain in the future, where are my two apprentices, they will take care of you." ”

"Grandpa, is that our home?"

At that time, the old man had been wandering with the child for four years, and the boy knew at that time that they had been going eastward, but he had never known where to go. The feeling of not having a home has always taken root in the child's heart, and he wants to have a home.

Grandpa nodded, "That's our home." ”

Grandpa got older, his health became worse and worse, and he finally died on the road.

It took the boy seven days to find enough firewood to burn his grandfather's body.

He used a small bottle to fill some of his grandfather's ashes. Because he couldn't take the other ashes, he sprinkled them under the big tree that his grandfather leaned on at the end, and he covered them tightly with soil.

For him, the small bottle is grandpa.

The boy was so tired that he found a place in a corner of the town that had been basked in the sun for a day, and shrank down where he fell asleep.

But it didn't take long for him to wake up, he found that his little bottle was gone, he panicked, but saw a beggar smaller than him, still with a blue nose and swollen panda eyes, obviously often beaten, he took his small bottle, poured the ashes into his mouth, and then ate it beautifully.

The boy was stupid, he rushed over and grabbed the bottle fiercely, but it was empty, and the little panda-eyed beggar smirked at him and wiped his mouth.

Bing punched the panda eye hard, right in the left eye.

The panda's eyes were even more swollen, and he felt a monstrous murderous aura that confused the whole world, the ice eyes in front of him could almost kill, the cattle and sheep in the whole town were trembling, and the people in this town felt jealous for a while.

Panda Eye scared ass urine run.

This murderous aura is not aimed at anyone, but it can kill all living beings.

"Ice, you have to control yourself, you can't be angry, then you're going to do something stupid. "Grandpa's words are still in my ears.

So Bing didn't chase the panda eye.

Soon the murderous spirit calmed down.

The boy was crying at night.

He was crying when he could have supported the whole world.

So it snowed in the world.

......

He missed his grandfather, and remembered that when he cried when he was a child, his grandfather accompanied him to watch the snow.

......

"Ice you can't cry ...

When you cry, it snows...

Not to mention you're a boy...

In case grandpa is not there one day, no one will coax you, and you are not allowed to cry...

Wow wow..."

The ice cried even harder, and the snow in the sky instantly became a lot bigger, and the snow in front of me was half a meter thicker in an instant.

The old man was frightened and hurriedly put on a joking look.

"Bing doesn't cry, no, don't cry, grandpa will come back to accompany you even if he dies. ”

Xiaoice sobbed, tried to control herself, and then said to her grandfather, "Really?"

He was so scared that year, he was always afraid that his grandfather would no longer be there.

"Really... Really..."

Grandpa was really kind that day.

So Bing stopped crying.

But the old man became helpless, "The more I teach, the more you cry..."

......

Later, Grandpa died, and it was useless for Bing to cry loudly.

He thought it was because he wasn't strong enough, so his grandfather ignored him.

Grandpa's last wish was for the boy to come home with a little of his ashes.

So Bing felt like sending grandpa home.

......

Bing is really sad today, he can't even fulfill his grandfather's last wish.

Snowflakes float leisurely in the sky, like the sorrow of a little boy, the snow falls gently little by little, and accumulates on the head of the ice little by little, and the ice is like a stone that does not move in winter, not moving and ignoring.

...

"Don't cry... Don't cry...", the panda-eyed beggar appeared, "silly, I won't steal your stuff anymore." ”

In an instant, the snow rippled, and a murderous aura appeared, as if a giant beast roared, and the snow on the ice was shaken away...

A circle of snowflakes rippled around the ice, and the ripples eventually dispersed into a sky full of snow.

The panda ran away with her brain, and secretly glanced at Bing, then shrunk her head and continued to escape.

But the snow stopped, and the ice didn't cry anymore.

The snow quickly melted as the ambient temperature returned to normal, and the world was covered with a layer of water, as if it had just rained.

"I'm telling you it's snowing outside, really," says a man who comes home drunk and swears to his family.

But the family couldn't help frowning when they smelled the wine on him.

"Son, go, pour your dad a cup of tea to sober up. ”

"What? you think I'm drunk, I'm not drunk—" The man's eyes widened and he was a little shocked.

The old lady of the family stomped on crutches "not drunk... The last time you said that when you weren't drunk, life said that the toilet was your bedroom, and you had to sleep in it, and you couldn't stop it. ”

The wife also looked at her husband fiercely.

The man's face twitched when he heard this, and he didn't say anything about it, but he was still unwilling, because he was really not drunk. So he quibbled, "I don't believe you, go out and see." ”

The man's wife kicked the door open, and through the door, he could see that there was no trace of snow outside except for a little wet.

Then the wife shouted to the man, "Where's the snow? What about the snow? Do you have the face to tell me about the snow?"

Looking at his wife, who was about to explode, the man only said one sentence, "I seem to be drunk." ”