When the sad Hu Tu smeared his face and raised his head, he froze in place.

The surrounding scenery has completely changed, there is grass on the ground, the sky has become blue, and the original pure white space has been replaced by a picturesque lawn.

The soft light all around makes it more like a scene that only happens in a dream.

"What is this place? What about my paintings? Huh? What about my brushes? The little fox hurriedly stood up, and the brush in his hand disappeared at some point.

The paintings I worked so hard to draw were replaced by dream-like scenes in front of me!

Only his own suona lay quietly at his feet, and the paintbrush seemed to have never existed, and it seemed to have disappeared after completing its mission!

Instead, the scenery in front of me was like a dream.

The little fox pinched his face blankly, and after making sure that he was not dreaming, he looked around carefully.

Twitching my nose and feeling the smell of earth and grass, it's more like a real world!

When a soft wind blew and the rustling of leaves sounded, the little fox turned his head to look at the only tree in the distance.

The huge trees are leafy, and countless leaves move in the wind on the branches.

What is even more striking is that there is a small grave under the tree, and there is a small tombstone in front of the grave.

When Hu Tutu stood up and looked at the grave, an inexplicable familiar feeling made Tu Tu burst into tears instantly, as if he had an inextricable relationship with the person buried in the grave.

Involuntarily walked towards the grave and looked at the tombstone in front of the grave.

There is a line of words engraved on the tombstone that has gone through countless winds and rains.

He walked to the tombstone in a daze, and gently placed his hand on the tombstone, as if he could feel the sadness of the person who erected the tombstone.

Looking at the line of words, the original tearful nonsense expression was sluggish for a moment, and then recovered, wiped his tears, looked at the tombstone in front of him and muttered quietly: "I can't read yet, what is written on it?" ”

....

As if hearing the sound of nonsense, the atmosphere in the entire space couldn't help but freeze.

This space probably didn't expect that the Hu Tu Tu who could come here would be so wasteful that he didn't even know a word.

The originally sad atmosphere was a little embarrassing because of the illiterate nonsense.

Hu Tutu also felt the strangeness of this space, felt as if he had been insulted, blushed and said confidently: "I'm only five years old, and I don't wet the bed anymore, and I can count from one to five... No, six! ”

stretched out a slap and gave a thumbs up, and the little fox's face was full of pride!

The fact that I don't wet the bed is already the most capable thing for Hu Tutu.

Anyway, secretly wetting the bed on the small mountain, only the senior brother knows, and if he doesn't say it, no one will know!

And counting this kind of thing, the senior brother has only begun to teach himself, so it can't be regarded as the most effective thing!

For such a righteous little fox, the whole space was silent for a moment, and then the big tree behind the grave shook.

I was probably shocked by such a righteous little fox.

A leaf slowly fell from the tree and landed lightly in front of the little fox.

The little fox reached out and grabbed the leaf, and an image appeared on the leaf.

A stupid child stood between heaven and earth in a daze, and then a very beautiful big sister stood in front of the child.

The big sister seemed to be saying something, but the little kid who looked stupid just stared at the big sister in front of him and said two words.

Then the image disappeared, and the leaves turned into starlight and disappeared into his hands.

Hu Tutu looked at his little paws, tried to learn the mouth shape of the stupid little child, and said softly: "Mom? ”

As soon as the two words came out, the huge trees in front of him began to shake, and countless leaves began to fall with the shaking.

And among these countless leaves, there are bits and pieces of the stupid little child and the super beautiful big sister.

At this time, Hu Tutu suddenly realized that this big tree carried the memories of that stupid child and that super beautiful big sister.

These leaves are the embodiment of countless memory fragments!

Hu Tutu suddenly remembered that Grandpa Niu once hugged himself and looked at the stars in the sky, and whispered to himself about death:

Such is the thought of the loss of a loved one, and a person can die three times.

The first is the moment when a person's physiology is confirmed.

The second time was to be buried in the cries of relatives and disappear from this world.

The third and last time was the death of the last person in this world who remembered himself.

And here, time seems to stop, and thoughts take shape.

Thoughts turned into a seed, then sprouted, and grew into a towering tree, and memories turned into leaves, shielding this lonely little grave from the wind and rain.

Then the third death will not come, and someone will always remember who is buried in this grave!

Thoughts are silent, and they take root!

After coming back to his senses, Hu Tutu suddenly wanted to know who was buried here, and who would miss it to this point!

Hu Tutu raised his paw to catch a fallen leaf, and on top of that fallen leaf, the originally stupid child had grown up.

I can only see the back of the child, the gray robe, and the back looks extremely depressed and sad.

Passing the back, there was a small grave in the distance.

Hu Tu Tu, who stared at the back, always felt that the back was unusually familiar, and he couldn't say where he had seen it, but it was so familiar.

"It turns out that it's the same as Tu Tu, are they both children without mothers?" Hu Tutu watched the leaves in his hand turn into a little light, and muttered to himself.

Before the last bits of the leaves turned into light, the figure turned around, and the familiar face reflected in the little fox's eyes.

is still young, but he has a melancholy handsome look, his expression is full of exhaustion and sadness, just looking at it makes people feel distressed.

But Hu Tutu stood in place like a lightning strike, watching the leaves disappear into his hands.

That face is too familiar to me!

How could I have forgotten that face?

That face that makes you feel the warmth of home again!

Hu Tutu looked up at the towering tree suddenly, but his puzzled eyes were full of conviction, and he whispered in his mouth:

"That's? Daddy? ”