Rebirth of the Phoenix

Even if a person can be resurrected by death, time will not flow back.

He ran wildly in the mountains and forests like crazy, falling down countless times, getting up countless times, aimlessly, in his heart, he was also regretful, and his heart-wrenching wail echoed in the mountains and forests, fleeing the birds again

No birds chirp.

If time could go back, he would definitely hold her tightly in his arms, every minute, the sky collapsed and the earth broke, and the sea was gone, and he would never let her go.

However, everything became his unattainable luxury.

He didn't know how long he had run, he didn't know how long it had passed, he didn't know what he was doing.

In the midst of running and wailing, every bit of her being with her for the past seven years, every word she said, every smile and look, every detail and action of her, clearly appeared in front of his eyes.

She is Hongzhuang!

She is really Hongzhuang, she has been by his side and has been watching him silently, but why has he never noticed it?

He clearly missed her so much, he clearly longed to see her so much, he clearly loved her so much...

Get it, miss it, get it, miss it, how regretful it is...

When he came to his senses, he had fallen before the coffin, covered in bruises and pain in his body and mind.

He lay on the ground, looking at Hongzhuang's corpse, and remained motionless for a long time.

What else can he do?

What else can he do?

Nothing can be done.

After a long time, he supported his heavy body and staggered up. After walking a few steps, he fell into the coffin.

"What should I do?" He wanted to cry, but he didn't cry. "What should I do?"

Only dead, right?

Only by dying can one get rid of such sadness and regret?

He pulled out the dagger, wiped it on his wrist, then threw it over the lid of the coffin, held Hongzhuang's corpse in his arms, curled up, and quietly waited to meet her in another world.

Blood was rapidly lost, and his consciousness quickly disappeared.

In the end, nothing was left.

There is no light, no sound, no consciousness, no feeling of nothing, and time has stopped. This is the feeling of death.

Time seemed to have stopped for a long time and began to flow slowly again.

It seems that a gentle wind blows on the body, and there seems to be the fragrance of grass and flowers in the air. What does it feel like to feel warm in the skin?

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the world in front of him. For a long time, his mind was still blank and the world was still colorless.

He thought he was dead,

He thinks this is the world after death.

Until I heard the sound of the piano that floated from the sky, the familiar piano sound.

His eyes turned slightly, and there was a slight ray of living luster.

Didn't he die again? He tried to move his body, without any strength, and his left wrist was so painful that he couldn't move.

The memories before death finally surged up.

He smiled bitterly and closed his eyes.

This is punishment, right? God punished him to live again and again, living and endure such sorrow and despair.

If it is really God's will, he is not qualified or capable of resisting this God's will, because everything is what he deserves.

The sound of gentle footsteps sounded around me.

Someone sat down by the bed.

"You can't die." The man said in a hoarse voice, "Because Hongzhuang doesn't want you to die."

His body trembled, opened his eyes and stared at her.

That was a woman.

She was wearing a blue shirt that was so simple that she could not be as simple as she was in the house, even when she was wearing a hat and a veil.

A woman who feels very ordinary, but her figure is elegant and calm.

"Why do you know Hongzhuang?" he asked.

"Hongzhuang is not dead yet," she said, "her soul has always been by your side, and she still wants to live well with you, so you cannot die. If you die like this, she will not forgive you.

”

He smiled a little dismal: "If I die, our souls will be together forever, wouldn't it be good?"

Did she save him?

Why are there always people who don’t let him die?

What is the meaning of his life?

The woman shook her head: "It is only meaningful to be together when you are alive. If you die, you can't feel anything. So, for her, I'll ask you to live well."

He didn't say anything, just smiled faintly, his face was lifeless.

The woman took out something from her sleeve and put it in his hand: "This is what Hongzhuang gave to me, she asked me to hand it over to you. She hopes you will do the last thing for her, that is, live well.

”

Seeing such a thing, his eyes, which had long been without tears, suddenly shone with water.

It's that jade pendant.

The jade pendant he gave to Hongzhuang.

Since she has her jade pendant as evidence, it will not be wrong.

"If..." he said slowly, "If this is her wish, then I will do it."

If he just survives, he thinks he can do it.

The woman's face under the veil was not visible, but her tone seemed to relax: "I'll bring you some food."

When she came back with a large bowl of chicken porridge, he was already sitting in front of the window and combed it neatly: "Where is the bones of Hongzhuang?"

She put the bowl of porridge in front of him: "Buried outside the house."

He stopped talking, slowly finished the bowl of porridge, held the wall and walked out slowly.

Outside the thatched hut, there is a newly built tomb without a tombstone.

But he just knew that it must be Hongzhuang's grave.

He walked to the grave, sat cross-legged, and looked at the grave quietly.

Hongzhuang, he said calmly in his heart, if you want me to live, I will live, accompany you day and night until my heartbeat stops on its own.

The veiled woman limped out and stopped behind him.

Under the veil, tears fell, drop by drop, falling on the ground.

He doesn't know.

He just looked at her grave like a statue, his heart as calm as water.

From this day on, he has been sitting in front of her grave, looking at her grave, not going anywhere, not talking, regardless of wind or rain.

If the veiled woman hadn't forced him to eat something on the grounds that "You promised Hongzhuang would live", he would have died of hunger and thirst.

In this way, a month passed, he lost weight and became dark, his face was covered with scoundrels, and he could no longer see his former style.

No matter how the veiled woman advised him, he was indifferent and sat in front of the tomb of Hongzhuang every day like a chime.

Finally, another month later, he fell down in front of Hongzhuang's tomb and could no longer stand up.

Although he is alive, he has no nostalgia for the world, nor has the desire to survive.

The veiled woman half-carried and half-draged, and with difficulty, limped and dragged him into the house, put him on the bed, dipped in a towel, wiped his dry lips, and pried open his lips and fed him water.

The water flowed into his lips, and he could still survive, but without the desire to survive, his consciousness and soul had fallen into darkness.

In this dark world, he could not see Hongzhuang, but heard her crying.

"Why are you so stupid? You have finally survived and finally stayed together. How can you give up on yourself like this..."

"Why are you so stupid? I'm obviously by your side and never left, why can't you feel it..."

"I have been waiting for you to see me, wait for you to understand me, wait for you to accept me, but you are leaving me alone..."

"If you die, there will be nothing left. I don't want to be with you after death. I just want to live with you. As long as this life, even if it's only one year, one month, one day..."

"I beg you, open your eyes, take a good look at the world, look at me..."

"I am by your side, and I will never leave, whether it is life or death..."

...

Then, he heard the familiar sound of the piano.

It was like the sound of the piano he heard when he was desperate.

Wonderful, clear, and cheerful, flowing through his heart like a mountain spring, washing away all the wind and dust, washing away all the waves and sand, leaving only clear and peaceful.

In the sound of the piano, she was talking softly: "Do you remember? You said that when I am sixteen years old, you will ride a white horse, carry a hundred miles of red makeup, welcome me into the red tent, and only draw eyebrows for me for my whole life...

”

"Now, I'm here, what about you, why are you still coming on a white horse..."

...

Tears flowed down his closed eyes.

He did not open his eyes, but sat up, supported himself and got out of bed, touched the walls and handrails, and slowly walked towards the direction of the sound step by step.

It's so close.

The sound of the piano stopped, and she stood close to him, so close to him, and could touch him with just stretching out her hand.

He touched her face, warm, wet face.

"Hongzhuang, is it you..." he asked in a hoarse voice.

"It's me..." She was crying.

"I miss you very much..." he said.

"I miss you too, I'm almost crazy..." she said.

"Tell me, this is not a dream, this is not a illusion, this is reality, you are in front of me, alive..." he said.

"This is not a dream, nor is it an illusion, this is reality. I am right in front of you, alive, just as you are right in front of me, alive..." she said.

Tears in his eyes dripped on the ground: "Reassure me that I will stay by my side forever, no matter what I have done in the past, no matter how I have sorry for you, you will stay by my side and never leave

…”

She cried and said, "If you still want me to promise after you open your eyes, then I will definitely promise..."

He slowly opened his eyes and stared at her face.

Her face was covered with tears: "Tell me, do you still want me to stay by your side?"

"Of course," he stared at her deeply, wiping her warm tears, "I want you to promise me forever, and I will do it, and I will never leave you until death."

She cried out "wow", crying and laughing: "I promise, I will never leave you until death..."

He kissed her lips and prevented her from crying.

Then, they hugged each other tightly.

In this life, they will never be separated again.