In this world, peace was not born.

Chunhua in this world has been living a life of two people with a fool, although occasionally regretting that there is no company of children, although occasionally fantasizing, if the child is here, born, and grows up, will the life of their family of three be any different? But the life of the two of them is also very good, but in the end, Chunhua and Silly died together.

And in another world, with Chunhua fulfilling her wish for peace, 12 hours came, and her figure slowly dissipated.

It's not just her, even the peace has dissipated.

At the moment before it dissipated, Ping An was aware of it, when he was in the company and had just received this month's salary.

He remembered that his father had locked himself in his room before he came out, and he knew that it must have been his father's bipolar attack.

He thought that he would have to take part of this month's salary to take his father to the hospital for bipolar disorder.

He also regretted a little, before he came out, he shouldn't have been so fierce to his mother and said such cruel things, even if it was the truth, it was the truest thought in his heart.

But my mother is different from ordinary people, and when he talks like that, he must have frightened her.

Ping An was a little remorseful.

I'm going to wait until I get off work to buy my mother a small cake that she likes.

It's just that as soon as the thought of peace came to him, he saw his figure slowly dissipate visibly with the naked eye, and the other people around him didn't seem to notice it.

Just when he was dazed and at a loss, a scene appeared in front of Ping'an's eyes, which was the scene after his mother Chunhua took the black ticket and got on the bus......

Including her lying on the operating table, the tears that flowed, and the muttering to herself.

He also knew the price of his mother's departure.

The mother used her life to fulfill his wish that he did not want to be born.

Ping An didn't hold back, and tears immediately poured down.

"Why are you so nice to me, why, why!"

"Why are you doing this, that's your life, do you really want to die? Are you willing to leave your father behind? ”

"Mom, Mom......"

The weeping and crying of peace was heard.

When he finally saw his mother's figure slowly dissipate, he also understood that his mother's voice would no longer be answered.

In the face of sudden dissipation, death, peace is not afraid.

On the contrary, there is a real sense of relief.

There was a stone pressed in the bottom of my heart, and I was instantly relieved.

In the last second of dissipation and complete loss of consciousness, Ping An prayed in his heart: God, let me pray for the next life.

I pray that my parents will be healthy ordinary people in the next life, and that I will also be healthy ordinary people.

Then let me be Mom and Dad's child again.

Mom and Dad, I don't want to be born, but I don't regret being your child.

Mom and Dad, if you can, I hope that in the next life, peace can accompany you to old age.

In this world, there are no traces of spring flowers and peace, and all memories about them have also dissipated in people's memories.

In this world, Silly is a lonely person.

It's just that sometimes sitting in the yard, looking at the sunset, looking at the sunflowers in the yard, he will have a doubt, and he will also have some trance.

In a trance, he felt that he should have a wife who grew up with him and was always with him, and felt that he and his wife should have a child, a very good child.

What's the wife's name?

It seems that it should be called spring flowers.

What should be the child's name?

Silly thinks the name Ping An is good.

Ah Silly really thinks that he should have a wife named Chunhua and a child named Ping'an.

But he could not find his wife and children.

He told his friends about it.

The friend laughed: "Silly, you still want to have a wife and children, how is it possible, if you really want to have it, you should wait for the next life." ”

Ah was stunned and blinked blankly.

In the next life.

That night, he had a dream.

In the dream, it seems to be the next life.

For a lifetime, he no longer picks up waste, he is no longer an abandoned orphan, but has a pair of parents who love him.

He went to school, and during his studies, he met a female classmate, a beautiful girl named Chunhua.

Together, they worked hard to get into college.

Later, they got married and gave birth to a lovely little boy named Ping'an, who loved to laugh and was very filial......

When he woke up, he looked at the moon outside the broken window, smiling brightly.

I'm really looking forward to my next life......

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It was a rainy day with a lot of light rain.

This continuous light rain has been falling for five days, and it has been falling since the day Song Jiajia died.

Until now.

In the solemn cemetery, everyone was dressed in black and watched Song Jiajia be buried.

Song's mother couldn't cry, from the moment she learned that Song Jiajia had died, she didn't know how many tears she shed in the past few days, and she didn't know how many times she fainted while crying.

Until everyone leaves.

Zheng Qin was still standing in front of the tomb, he didn't hold an umbrella, he let the rain hit his hair, and then slid down his hair to his face, and then down his neck into his body.

The rain in late spring is still very cool and cool.

It's just that Zheng Qin's heart is colder than this rain.

Maybe from the moment he witnessed Song Jiajia die in front of him, his heart would no longer beat and no longer have temperature.

His ears were still haunted by Song's mother's anger and accusations against him.

"Zheng Qin, you said that you love Jiajia, and you will protect her for the rest of your life, but you protect her like this and love her so much?"

"Even if you have a lot of quarrels, on a highway like that, it's so dark, there are so many cars, and the speed is so fast, how can you stop, how can you get her off."

"What the hell did you do to make Jia Jia so angry?"

"If there is something that can't be said and communicated well, it has to be like this."

"This trouble, a willfulness, a quarrel, took my daughter's life."

"My Jiajia, she's only 23 years old."

"She was so excited to tell me about your upcoming wedding, but what happened?"

"Zheng Qin, you speak, you speak."

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, it's my fault......" Zheng Qin knelt on the ground and kept apologizing.

At this time, he also slowly knelt in front of the tomb, looking at the photo of the girl posted on the tomb, his face was moist, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain.

It's just that his back bent down, and he kept muttering sorry, and his face was full of pain.

Zheng Qin didn't expect Jiajia to care so much about that incident.

didn't expect him to stop on an impulse, and Jiajia would get out of the car, causing Jiajia to get out of the car The moment he got out of the car, he was hit by the speeding truck from behind.

Seeing his beloved girl being knocked away and falling in a pool of blood, at that moment, Zheng Qin's heart was full of remorse, self-blame and confusion.

There is 1 more chapter, later.

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