He looked a little lonely at me, and said faintly:

"I am the only son in the family, but ten years ago I also had an older brother, who was gentle and full of poetry and books, and had high expectations." He paused, with some sadness in his eyes, took a sip of tea and continued:

"I was a teenager who had nothing to do at that time, and I made a bet with others to see who could pick the first snow lotus in the cold winter." I poked my head out and asked curiously:

"Snow Lotus, are you talking about Tianshan Snow Lotus? I've only heard it said, but I've never actually seen it. He nodded, and said in a deep tone:

"Because the snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains is precious and sought after, some businessmen have begun to cultivate it. Because the snow lotus grows in the alpine land, it must be at the coldest time before it can bloom. ”

"Then are you going to wait until it's the coldest time to pick it?" He shook his head, and said with a sad look in his eyes:

"It's not me, it's my brother, and when he found out, he was afraid that I would secretly pick it, so he locked me up at home, and he didn't come back until three days later." After finishing speaking, his eyes were red, and he could no longer suppress his emotions, and continued with tears:

"When he returned, he suffered from a cold and was bedridden for half a month...... He died. I looked at his trembling body, felt a little distressed, and patted him on the back to hope he felt better.

Perhaps for him, company is the best, after all, any words can make him feel uncomfortable.

After a while, he straightened out his face, remembered the gaffe just now, and said with a somewhat embarrassed expression:

"I'm sorry......" I immediately interrupted him, took his hand and said:

"A lot of things are always unpleasant, and accepting regrets is also a way to reconcile with the past." I looked at him steadily, with sorrow and hope in my eyes.

He looked at me intently and asked:

"Do you have any regrets?" I nodded earnestly, remembering Qingyue's voice in my mind, and I couldn't stop the tears.

I turned my face sideways, eased my emotions slightly, closed my eyes and said:

"Some separations are always caught off guard, separated before they can be enjoyed. If there is an afterlife, I would rather be the one who leaves first......" My words were choked up and a little hoarse, and he seemed to suddenly understand, as if he wanted to say something and stopped.

When I turned to look at him, I saw that he had found a piece of jade that looked like a crescent moon, which looked very small and delicate in his hand.

This jade is called chasing the moon, if you can always accompany you, it will get the benefit of this name. I think he already knew about Qingyue, but he didn't say it, I am indeed thinking about Qingyue every day, thinking about this kind of thing, often stacked deep and endless.

I took the jade from his hand and rubbed it in my hand repeatedly, like thoughts surging endlessly in my mind.

I pressed the jade to my chest and took a deep breath, as if the person I once missed had never left me.

At that moment, just like that snowy night, the tenderness she threw herself in my arms was still there.