Eight or nine days later. The snow is gradually melting, and the weather is gradually warming up after a few days of good sun. Perhaps one step closer to the Chinese New Year, Hu Li found that there were more and more people coming and going outside the door. Zhou Quan hasn't been here much in the past few days, and Hu Li seems to have returned to his old life, basking in the sun every day in the yard, teasing cats and dogs, and reading books.

Today, Hu Li had just sat down after lunch, when he heard someone knocking on the door outside, and Da Bing stood up and kept "Wangwang".

"Here, don't knock." Hu Li got up, he didn't like such a loud sound.

"Hu Li, hurry up, something happened." It turned out that Zhou Quan was here, and Hu Li was a little puzzled why Zhou Quan could be so out of shape today.

Hu Li quickened his pace and opened the door, but when he opened the door, he found that Zhou Quan's eyes were red, and something was not normal. "What's wrong?" Hu Li opened the door completely and asked softly.

This question is the one who asked what happened. As soon as Zhou Quan heard Hu Li's voice, he seemed to be unable to hold back any longer, and tears burst out of his eyes.

"Hu Li." Zhou Quan's tears couldn't be stopped, and he was crying and shouting Hu Li's name.

"What's wrong?" Hu Li felt a little unbearable in his heart, raised his right hand and was about to wipe the tears on her face, but he seemed to struggle a little in his heart, and put down his hand again. "Come in, sit down for a while, don't cry, tell me something."

"No, no. Hu Li, come with me. Still crying, Zhou Quan couldn't stop at all. Reaching out and grabbing Hu Li's clothes, Hu Li followed her.

"Okay, I'll close the door first." Hu Li turned around and closed the door, and followed Zhou Quan outside.

Slowly the two of them left the town, Hu Li found that the road was to Bailudu, at the moment there was a breeze blowing, the sun reflected on the snow that had not melted, and there were occasional birds in the treetops, shaking down a lot of white.

Zhou Quan has been walking in front of Hu Li, and his tears have never stopped, and he keeps falling. Hu Li wanted to reach out and pat her shoulder several times, but quickly retracted his hand. Later, I saw him frowning and saying to Zhou Quan: "What's the matter, I've been crying, and my face is crying." ”

Zhou Quan seemed to be unable to hold back any longer, turned around and hugged Hu Li, and buried his head in his chest and cried. "Hu Li, the ancient uncle is gone."

"Gone?" Hu Li was a little uneasy in his heart, but he was not sure, so he could only ask again: "Then I will accompany you to find him." ”

"I can't find it, I can't find it, he won't come back." Zhou Quan cried even more, Hu Li didn't know how good the relationship between her and the uncle was, but she cried so much, she must be like a relative.

Standing in place and letting Zhou Quan bury himself in his chest and cry for a while, Hu Li cautiously patted Zhou Quan's back, "Don't cry, let's go to the old man's house first." Crying like this, the old man will be unhappy. ”

"Hmm." Zhou Quan shrank back at this time, Hu Li hurriedly took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Quan, who lowered his head and wiped his tears. Hu Li's chest was a tear stain.

Hu Li looked at Zhou Quan, a little helpless, but how can he explain this pain of life and death? patted Zhou Quan on the shoulder and asked, "Can you still go?" Otherwise, I'll carry you over, it's not far away. ”

Zhou Quan still lowered his head and did not answer, as if his whole soul had been lost. Hu Li had no choice but to go over, forcibly carry her on his back, and walk towards Bailudu. Zhou Quan couldn't help it again, locked Hu Li's neck and cried in a low voice.

Hu Li is also a little uncomfortable in his heart, he is a person who is very afraid of parting, although he only has a one-sided relationship with the old man, but the memory is very profound. Walking towards Bailudu with Zhou Quan on his back, his mood was very different from the previous few days, and he looked down or looked up at the sky from time to time, feeling quite uncomfortable.

Maybe this is the parting of life and death. Regardless of whether you and I are familiar with each other or not, when something that has been understood, or a person who has already known quietly leaves, the discomfort in my heart will naturally arise, because from this moment on, there will be no trace of you in this world.

That's why we need to learn to cherish it, and don't regret it after we lose it.