Snow! It's finally stopped!

A night of snow has turned the whole world white!

White, everything is white......

Like the white silk on Anne's coffin!

The whole world seemed to pay a moment of silence to Anne...... After it has hurt my Anne mercilessly, confess to her......

I hardly know how I accompanied Anne's body from the county hospital back to town! It seems that my soul has long since gone with Anne to the endless void, and all that remains is a shell!

I laid Anne's coffin in the silversmith's shop. Wei Lai is not here, I have asked Dabin to take her to Boss Li's house in advance, and ask him to take care of Wei Lai for me temporarily, I am afraid that Wei Lai, who has never been in the world, will face all this will affect her heart, and I don't want her to know that her Aunt Anne is dead......

The people of the town and I knew so well came to pay their respects, they were silent, they looked sad, they wanted to comfort me, but they all wanted to say nothing......

They knew that all comforting words were in vain for me, and they knew that this wound would never heal, so they chose silence!

By the time the night was dark, the worshippers had already left, and I was like a puppet and couldn't even invite them to a meal!

Everyone was gone, and I was the only one in the empty mourning hall. I was afraid that Wei Lai would be scared if he didn't see me all day, so I asked Dabin to accompany her!

As I stroked Anne's coffin, I suddenly felt that the world was so cold that my fingers were so cold that I almost lost my sense of touch!

I wanted to see Anne again, but the coffin was closed, and I suddenly realized that I would never see Anne again! Suddenly my heart was filled with sorrow, and I fell on Anne's coffin, and I lost my voice in agony!

It's night......

The bitter cold of the night gradually woke my last remaining soul from its numbness, and I suddenly realized that I still had something to do!

So I walked alone through the creaking snow to Annie's bar! I'm going to get Anne's belongings out before she goes to her burial, and I want to know if there's anything she loves that needs to be buried with her......

Gently pushing Anne's room open, the familiar smell wafted out of it, and I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, because I knew that the smell would only get weaker and weaker in this room without an owner......

I turned on the light silently! The small room was a little deserted, and the wind coming in from the door made the photos hanging in the room sway slightly. Looking at my sad or happy expression in the photo, my heart is full of sad memories......

I stepped into the room and came to Anne's desk, where a camera sat quietly on the desk, the same Canon I had given her years ago, and it still looked brand new!

Under the camera is a photograph of her before she has time to seal, which is her last work on earth......

In the photo, I sat quietly on the stone bench in the monastery, some messy hair slightly covering my face, and I looked at Wei Lai in front of me with a smile, she was holding a porcelain bowl and feeding the wild pigeons, and the pigeon flocked around her and pecked her head......

This was her last photo, and it was still her theme......

I gently opened the first drawer of my desk, and there was a stack of photographs in it, and I picked it up and looked at it, and each photo showed Anne standing solemnly, but in a different background......

She stood next to an old tree covered with Hada in the Tanggula Pass, she stood next to a boundary monument engraved with Nepal, and she stood on the meadow with wild flowers blooming on the edge of the Red River......

She has even been to Lop Nur, to the Himalayas, to Bayinbrook, and to a caravan across the Taklamakan Desert......

That's when I realized that Anne had traveled so far and traveled so far over the years, that I had never even dreamed of such places!

I know, sustain her as you walk

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These difficult journeys are not dreams, but despair from the bottom of her heart, perhaps only in this way can she be less sensitive to the sadness in her heart and forget the bonds in her heart for a while......

I could even foresee how she had made such a strenuous journey, for I saw her face with dry skin and chapped lips on the saline ground of Lop Nur, my face blue and purple from the cold in Camp No. 1 in the Himalayas, my face covered with a veil in the Taklamakan Desert, and a funnel-shaped tornado in the distance......

I pulled open the second drawer! There were several thick diaries inside......

I turned to the title page, and it showed the beginning and end of the diary.

I flipped to the page, and it was written in beautiful pen letters: "November 4, 2009, cloudy. Today is my birthday, but what I want to talk about is not my birthday, but I met a boy in the class who has never spoken, his name is Wei Jinsheng.

"I met him that night when I passed by the small park in front of the classroom dormitory building, I had never seen a person so sad before, his sadness made me unconsciously want to get closer, when I walked past him my steps stopped uncontrollably, he sat quietly on the flower pond and nibbled on steamed buns, although he didn't make a sound but I knew he was crying!

"The way he looked made me feel a little distressed, and I handed him the cake in my hand to eat, but he knocked it over. He yelled at me angrily, 'Should the poor be bullied?' I don't want you to be pitiful! ’

"I don't know why he said that, I don't know what happened to him, but his appearance scared me, so I ran away......"

This concludes this journal!

Of course, I remember that when I was in my third year of high school, my mother gave me living expenses, and she brought a basket of eggs saved by her family to the city to sell just to sell it for more money, but it was confiscated by the city management!

That night, after sending my mother away, I returned to school in a very sad mood, and sat in the small garden in front of the teacher's dormitory building sadly and angrily, nibbling on a cold steamed bun that my mother stuffed me!

I met Anne at that time, I clearly remember that day she was wearing a blue cloth dress, long hair tied into a ponytail, she walked to me hesitantly stood in front of me, and then she handed me a box in her hand, she said: "Wei Jinsheng, today is my birthday, this cake for you to eat!" ”

Although Anne was a classmate of mine, I had never spoken to her before, and from my limited knowledge of her, I knew that she was a rich girl, as evidenced by the calm and confident temperament she displayed between her dress and gestures.

Anne is beautiful and has excellent grades, and everyone seems to like her, but this does not include me, and the poverty I have since I was a child has given me an innate dislike for the rich, and this disgust has risen to the extreme after experiencing the events of the day!

I knocked over the cake she handed me, looked up at her angrily, and said the sentence from her diary.

That's the first thing I said to Anne......

……

I slowly turned the next page, and a sycamore leaf lay quietly in the middle of the page, and the moment this sycamore leaf came into view, my tears poured down again, and my body trembled and I could barely stand......

"November 5, 2009, cloudy.

"My birthday has passed, but today I received another birthday present, and this one is very special, a sycamore leaf. I never thought anyone would give a gift of sycamore leaves, but it just makes me happy!

"I didn't expect the person who gave me a gift, Wei Jinsheng, who only spoke to me for the first time last night, knocked over my cake last night, I thought he must hate me, but I didn't expect him to give me a gift.

"This makes me happy!"

……

This sycamore leaf was made into a specimen by Anne, and although it has been dried for many years, it is still intact, not even one

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Not a single sharp corner has ever been damaged!

I can even clearly see the handwriting I wrote on this sycamore leaf: ...... May you have a wonderful autumn......

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That night, after I knocked over the cake that Anne handed me, Anne stood for a moment, then squatted down to pick up the broken cake on the ground, and walked away silently without saying a word.

Anne's silence made me regret for a moment, thinking that she was also kind, she just happened to be affected by my inferiority hatred of the rich, how innocent was she?

I turned my head to look at her, she had already walked away, her back looked a little thin under the light of the street lamp, my heart suddenly softened, I wanted to open my mouth to stop her, but I didn't have the courage!

I saw a sycamore leaf gently detach from the treetops and fall down leisurely, just on Anne's shoulder, and then fall to the ground after a moment. But Anne didn't notice it......

I picked up the leaf and looked up at the plane tree, which was already bare, and the leaf was the last fallen leaf. The leaves seemed to be waiting for her here, giving her a back as she passed......

So I picked up the leaf, and put it in Anne's desk the next morning when everyone wasn't coming. I wrote on the leaves with a pen: When you left last night, I saw this leaf gently falling on your shoulder, it seemed to be waiting for you, you didn't even notice it, I gave it to you, may you have a beautiful autumn!

……

"November 14, 2009, fine.

"I'm so happy, because I stood behind Wei Jinsheng when I was queuing up to cook today, although he didn't look back, but I knew that he knew that I was standing behind him, and he turned around and said to me after cooking: 'You have to eat more, you are too thin!'

"This is the first time he has taken the initiative to talk to me, and his voice is so good!"

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"December 8, 2009, snow

"I feel like I'm already in love with that person, what should I do? What to do? Why am I so happy just to see him? Why am I so hesitant as long as he is not in my field of vision? Oh, my God! What am I going to do? Should I confess to him? But he doesn't seem to like me, will he reject me? Wei Jinsheng! Wei Jinsheng! Did you know that a girl is already in love with you? ”

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I looked through Anne's diary one by one, and at first she would remember something else. Later, it was almost all me......

Her joy, her sadness, her throbbing, her sorrow...... The trivial bits and pieces are all me......

In a diary entry dated April 2, 2003, she wrote:

"I came to my brother's hometown today, and my brother's mother passed away......

"When I found my brother, he was sitting alone by my mother's grave, he looked so helpless, and at that moment I swore that I would take care of him for the rest of my life, this man who made my heart ache!

"He said to me with tears in his eyes: 'No one will call him a dog anymore!' Never again! ’

"I want to tell him that if he agrees, I'll call him that!

"Brother, I'll take care of you when your mother leaves, okay?"

……

I suddenly remembered what Anne said to me when she was dying: "Brother, can I call you a dog?" Dog baby, dog baby ......"

It turns out that Anne's love for me has long gone beyond love, and her love for me is more about the love and care that a mother has for her children, never counting anything in return......

I looked at the slightly yellowed pages, from old to new, each as thick as the Bible! But there is no Christ in Anne's Bible, only me......

It turned out that I had already become the god who ruled her destiny at that time......

Anne, Anne......

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