Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 613: Short and beautiful

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The Su Ming years ago, when he was gone, only one level was restored. He who returned at this moment has already recovered to nearly 60%, but in any case, he is still him.

It's the Gou Sheng brother in Little Chou'er's mouth, or the Little Chou'er father and mother, a thin but sensible young man.

Su Ming stood outside the house, raised his hand, and knocked gently on the door of the house.

The sound of knocking on the door is very slight in the blizzard of wind and snow. It is not clear outside, but in the house, it can be heard clearly.

"Who ..." A faint voice came from the house. The voice was Little Chou'er, but the voice seemed weak.

"It's me." Su Ming softly to open mouth.

After his voice came out, the house suddenly quieted down, and it did n’t take long for the door to be violently opened inside. The door was opened in the house, and the wind and snow came from the outside. Whistling blown in, curled up with snowflakes, but Su Ming's thin body, like a mountain at the moment, blocking the wind behind him, making the wind ... couldn't blow his body, couldn't blow those staring stares at him, eyes Little Chou'er with tears flowing in surprise.

"Brother Gou Sheng!" Little Chou'er cried out and stepped forward to hug Su Ming. Su Ming gently patted her back and used her body to continue to block the wind and snow for her.

"Little Chou'er doesn't cry, I haven't seen it for almost a year, and my head is a lot taller." Su Ming smiled softly and said, when he looked up, he saw the man standing in that house. A couple.

Gray hair, more wrinkles, and traces left by the doubling of those years, a slightly rugged body, a thin face, and the tears, the open ones seem to say something lip.

This is the father of Little Chou'er.

The woman on the side has a lot of white hair, and her beautiful face is only faint, not clear. Her tears fell but a scene appeared on her face, making Su Ming think it is the most beautiful smile in the world.

"Go home, just wait for you ..."

In a simple sentence, Su Ming's heart was filled with warmth. He took Little Chou'er and walked over to close the door of the house. Looking at the ordinary family in front of him, Su Ming knelt there.

"Dad, mother, Gou Sheng is back ..."

A kind of warmth. At this moment, the cold wind that just blown into the room was dissipated, and the snow outside was dispelled. This made the room filled with the warmth that can melt the winter.

This night, the laughter of Little Chou'er echoed in the warmth as it was then. The kind eyes of the father of Little Chou'er always looked at Su Ming and the mother of Little Chou'er, but he took it out of the house. A cotton-padded jacket, which she sewed by hand, and sewed for him.

The Su Ming in that cotton-padded jacket looks like a real teenager, no sorrow, no killing, no complexity, and some just warm the family.

The lights at home this night have never been extinguished. In the darkness outside, in the cold wind, it has been there for a long time, because it has been burning all the time, maybe it is not kerosene, but this family. In that ordinary, it is the affection that Su Ming desires.

It's that affection that keeps the lights on. This affection, Su Ming cherishes, puts it all in the bottom of my heart, as his goodness, as part of his memory, not allowed to lose.

In this part of the memory, Little Chou'er is written, and her father and mother are also his.

"I will be with you until the end of your years ..." This is what Su Ming said quietly to Little Chou'er, and it is also a line of writing that he now, in his heart, in that memory.

Beauty is often short-lived, because there may be a lonely eye in this world. It does not want to see too much beauty, so it makes beauty and short-lived.

So people always say that short-lived beauty ...

This night, after all, there is an end, such as the beautiful word, in the short term, there is also an end, Su Ming can not stay here for a long time, because once this is done, before his cultivation has not been restored, Perhaps it will be a life and death farewell to this family.

What he can do is to remember this short-lived beauty, and then ... ", silently leave.

But he left a person, a person lying in a small bed, and gradually opening both eyes, this person, Chen Daxi, the brother of Little Chou'er, is a poor soul.

His face was supposed to be middle-aged, but Su Ming could n’t bear the heartache of Little Chou'er ’s father and mother, and the tears of Little Chou'er. This makes Chen Daxi's face look like it is twenty years old.

This is false. At the end of his ten-year life, he will become what he should have.

Su Ming, left.

After combing the body of Little Chou'er ’s father and mother, so that their illnesses are gone, and the birthmark on Little Chou'er ’s face is lighter, he did not push open the door of the house, but walked and appeared in the house. outer.

"If you do n’t push the parting door, it means that I have n’t left, then I will never push the door open." Behind Su Ming, there are endless snowflakes, and the snowflakes covered him and The road of Little Chou'er's house seems to have broken its way home, and it has gradually become a white cloud.

Su Ming walked alone on the snow, farther and farther away, the snowflake fell on his hair, body, and the jacket ... it was cold, but his heart was buried with that Warm, in this snow, you can warm him and let him go further.

Su Ming went away and walked in the white snow of this world until a person walked alone to the white head. The figure that disappeared in the world, in Xiao Xue, gradually became unclear and gradually became a thing ...

The snow wind sobbing, like the sound of a Xun Qu, and the falling of that snowflake, are the lyrics of the Xun Qu, singing in this void, I do n’t know who can hear the song.

In that song, I sang a city buried in the snow, sang all the lights in the lonely, and sang in the strangeness that I could not see, whose sunset, whose face, whose childhood was more than ten years ... …

After Su Ming left, in the Little Chou'er family, in this deep sleep, Chen Daxi, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, and there was a sense of confusion in his eyes. I had a long, long dream.

At the end of the dream, there was a voice reverberating. It was this voice that brought him out of the dream and brought him home.

"You are a dead person ... What I can do is to help you fight for ten years of life, and use this decade ... to accompany your father and mother, your sister ..."

I do n’t know how I finished this chapter. When I wrote it, I suddenly felt like I was going back to the light. There is really no other word to describe it. Let ’s just describe it.

I feel full of power at once, but I can write it, and the whole person becomes more exhausted. Looking back this month, there is only one word.

It has nothing to do with tiredness, I wo n’t say ...