Seventy-two In commemoration

It was raining lightly, gray, Zhang Xi stood on the balcony, looking at this day, the rain was very thin, the rainwater dripping from the windows flowed together, and the green plants on the balcony looked very excited, although they couldn't be drenched. When you wake up in the morning and encounter such weather, it is always unpleasant, and you will burst out with the feeling of never wanting the sunshine. Spirit came from behind, "Why is it raining again?" It's really annoying, it seems that the rainy season is really coming. You've been standing here for a while, what are you looking at? ”

Zhang Xi heard the voice, turned his head, and looked at Ling with a smile, "I didn't see anything, when the rainy season comes, my heart will be ready to move." At this time, the soul of man should return to heaven. ”

Ling looked at Zhang Xi silently, he was the loneliest person in the world, there was no such thing, and sighed, "My aunt has passed away, just this morning, since the last time I visited her, it was only more than two weeks, I heard that it was very painful when I left, and it was useless to take morphine." Do you say that people will have an afterlife? ”

Zhang Xi turned his head and looked at Ling's eyes a little moist, "You're so stupid!" I am standing in front of you so alive, since you ask me if I have an afterlife? ”

Ling looked at Zhang Xi in a daze, and smiled dumbly, "Yes, you are a soul, so it proves that there is a soul after the death of the Yin person, right?" It won't be painful anymore, will it? ”

"What do you think it's for?" Zhang Xi interjected inexplicably, and Ling looked at him suspiciously, "Some people always feel that life is a painful thing, and they think that it will be an easy thing after death, is there a difference?" Zhang Xi opened the window, a slight drizzle greeted him, Zhang Xi couldn't feel their existence, "The pain is set by yourself, if you feel pain when you are alive, it may not be much easier after death, at this time you will not understand your troubles in the past, and you will not think about your troubles in the future." ”

"You're so weird today!" The spirit looked at him suspiciously, "Is something going on?" Oh, by the way, I'm on leave today, you know, you're going to come with me in a moment? ”

"Nothing! I'm not going! I hate the dreary atmosphere, so help me tie up the white lilies, and it doesn't take a moment to see one. Zhang Xi shook his head, he has a place to go today, "I hope that as you said, there will be no pain after death!" It's the same with animals! Zhang Xi suddenly frowned, "By the way, Chen Hong hasn't seen it for a long time, do you have any news of her?" ”

Ling looked at Zhang Xi playfully, "Why did you suddenly ask her?" Is there anything? ”

"I'm afraid you're thinking too much!" Zhang Xi glanced at it.

"yes, I haven't seen her in a few days. What's wrong? What's the matter? Ling tilted his head, recalling the experience of the past few days.

"Hope it's okay!" Zhang Xi said a word.

Ling looked at him suspiciously, and didn't answer, the two just looked out the window in silence, the sound of the rain, the birds that didn't know where, occasionally passed through the two birds, and got into the trees downstairs, the dog's barking was always not lacking, calling friends, calling the master, the sound of steam on the mainland was mixed with some hoarseness, the sound of water covered the dry robot, and the sound of an ambulance came from a distance, the sound of urgency, which made people a little worried, only heard the sound, and did not see the car.

Ling has gone out, Ling's father and mother are also together, Zhao An is at school, there is no popularity in the room, Zhang Xi looks at everything around, a little out of place, he still can't fit into this world, sitting on the sofa for a while, it continues to fall outside the window, and there is no intention of stopping, Zhang Xi feels that the time is almost up, and he also went out, and met a young man in front of the elevator door holding a sheepdog, his neck and limbs are a little white, one ear is drooping, one ear is up, his head is tilted, and he looks a little silly, The owner was in the corner of the elevator, and sat quietly, and when he got downstairs, as soon as the elevator door opened, he couldn't wait to grab the ground and go out, his paws rubbed against the ground to make a sound, quite excited, the owner was desperately pulling in the back, and the drizzle couldn't stop it at all, but the owner just wanted to let it solve it on the side of the road.

Zhang Xi didn't have an umbrella, along the path on the lawn, without an umbrella, the rain would not wet him, if possible, he would like to rain again, this is the real feeling. He followed the direction in his memory, the distance was a little far, the artificial lake was still 4,5 kilometers away from here, he was not in a hurry, he walked over and over again, and the light rain was always accompanied by thoughts, which he said before. The distance here seems to be extended every year, year after day, and it is far away from that time, but nostalgia will always come to the door at a fixed point in time, and there is no crying, just like the rain in front of the window, quiet, gentle and gentle.

This is a small artificial lake, a few years ago this was just a puddle, and the surrounding area was not so prosperous, Zhang Xi stood under a thick willow tree by the river as always, looking at the rain on the lake, the ripples were fleeting, Zhang Xi began to fall into memories, it has been almost ten years, right? It should also be this position, his childhood companion skipped school and swam with people here, he didn't go, he won't, when he came here after school, it was already full of people, Zhang Xi walked over, and saw his companion lying under the willow tree, his face was pale, his grandmother next to him was crying, Zhang Xi was scared home, and didn't understand what death meant, but the pale face was very scary, I never saw it, the people around him would only sigh pity, Zhang Xi didn't want to hear this, he blamed himself a little bit for why he didn't stop him, The dead have no right to speak, but the grief and blame are all living people.

Since then, Zhang Xi has to come here every year at this time, bring a bouquet of flowers, different flowers, just hope to have different feelings, but this year is empty-handed, he is infinitely close to that state, I don't know if he really has an afterlife, one thing he didn't tell the spirit, people have a soul after death, but the soul will also disappear, although it is not the kind of "undead" comics, it will only disappear if you forget, and there is energy, just like his current state, there is no energy to enter the next reincarnation, that is, it will disappear completely.

"Hat! I may not be able to come to see you in the future, and after so long, I probably blame myself for enough, and it may have come true. Zhang Xi looked up at the hanging willow tree, "Every year is the best time for this willow tree, lush and green, and you are also the best time at that time." I think it won't be long before I'm gone into this world, and no one remembers. ”

Zhang Xi clasped his palms together and closed his eyes, although he was not superstitious, but now he had to be superstitious, may he rest in peace! Or add, may this world always be peaceful and wonderful!