Traveling through the heavens starting from the prequel of Lotus Lantern

People in the courtyard seemed to hear the noise outside the courtyard. Ma Qiushan and Nana soon appeared at the door. Seeing that it was Xu Hongdou holding Yang Jiao and crying bitterly, they stepped back softly.

Yang Jiao, on the other hand, gently stroked Xu Hongdou's back to comfort him without saying anything else.

After a while, Xu Hongdou let go of Yang Jiao's arm.

Yang Jiao lowered his head and gently wiped Xu Hongdou's tears with his sleeve and said:

"I understand how you feel now. You feel like you are feeling empty. Fear, anxiety, fear, uncertainty about the future, and insecurity are all coming one after another. It's like being in the desert. At a glance, there is nothing. , you don’t know where to go.”

"You know?" Xu Hongdou's knuckles suddenly twitched, and her heart palpitated.

"You should know that the reason why I returned to my old house in Linzi is because my parents passed away suddenly when I was a senior in college. But you don't know that one of them died of illness and the other also left with me, leaving me behind. one person."

Yang Jiao sighed softly:

"So, I came to Linzi at that time. Later, when I met your parents, I felt that they were very similar to my parents. How can I put it, they have a warm smell about them, which makes people feel at ease."

His eyes were long and he smiled slightly:

"Haha, the days are ordinary and trivial, the time is gentle and slow, the family sits around to eat, toasts to drink, and chats about home life. Only after losing it, do you understand how precious it was to have it."

"I originally thought you didn't understand the feeling in my heart, but I didn't expect that you feel it more deeply than I do." Xu Hongdou calmed down his emotions and said softly:

"Go to my room, I want to show you something."

She took the lead and walked into the courtyard, followed by Yang Jiao. As soon as she entered the courtyard, she found that Ma Qiushan and Nana had gone back to their rooms.

As soon as Xu Hongdou walked into her room, she went straight to a small blackboard hanging in the room and told Yang Jiao:

"Close the door and don't let the mosquitoes in."

Immediately, the two of them sat on the sofa with the small blackboard in front of them. They saw that the small blackboard was covered with various photos.

"I want to share with you a story about the love of my life."

Yang Jiao looked at the photos posted on the small blackboard and found that there were many photos of himself, and each photo had its own comments. One of them said that apart from being good-looking, he was good for nothing and his cooking skills were excellent. .

"This photo was written at the beginning." Xu Hongdou followed Yang Jiao's gaze and explained first, then stood up and took out a few black and white photos, and then sat back beside him:

"I made this little blackboard just to show her that she is Chen Nanxing, the love of my life, my best friend, and she will always be."

Xu Hongdou stared at the photo in his hand, tears flashing in his eyes:

"He also died of illness, so I can understand what you just said."

"My peers around me, people who have been walking together all the way, suddenly encountered great misfortune, and my heart can't help but tremble."

She looked a little stunned:

“It’s like being trapped in a nightmare, like missing a step on a high step, like a plane disappearing from the radar, like being unable to find direction in a desert, or like a polar bear sitting on melting ice and unable to find land. "

Xu Hongdou said this and forced a few laughs:

"My uneasiness, fear, and doubts about life are hard to express. They are still a little different from yours."

"Who am I, just my best friend? Her leaving has not changed anything in my life. I still go to work, get off work, go shopping, and watch movies. Only when one person is particularly sad, Only then will I think of her.”

"Her parents lost everything when they lost her. I don't think I have the right to grieve for so long because of losing her."

"Being sad for your relatives and friends, there is no right to say that you are not qualified. Don't think too much about it. This will only make things difficult for yourself." Yang Jiao spoke softly.

"Maybe it's because she couldn't help it. Nannan said before that she really wanted to come to Dali with me to play." Two lines of tears fell from Xu Hongdou's face:

"At that time, I didn't want to delay my work and wanted to get promoted. Now that I'm here, you see, she can't come again."

As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but bend over and cover his face to cry.

"Hongdou, you have to believe that after everyone dies, they will turn into stars in the sky and look at us. They all hope that we will be good, happy and live a good life." Yang Jiao patted Xu Hongdou's back and comforted her warmly.

"You believe this too. When I was spending summer vacation at my grandma's house when I was a child, she often told me stories about the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. She also said that every time a person dies, there will be one more star in the sky." Xu Hongdou sat up straight. , looking a little sad:

"So, I always think this way and always advise myself this way, but I really have too many regrets, reluctance, guilt, and the inability to let go."

"Actually, I obviously have a lot of time, but we didn't go on a trip, and she must have been feeling unwell for a long time, but I didn't pay much attention to her."

"Even when she was dying, she was not with her and let her go alone. Every time I was with the people in the courtyard and had a really good time, I would feel sad the next second. I felt that if you It would be nice to get to know her too.”

"You will definitely like her very much, because she is a very, very good girl."

After Xu Hongdou finished speaking, tears were streaming down her face.

"Then you can tell me what kind of person she is now." Yang Jiao said gently while wiping the tears on Xu Hongdou's face.

"She is a very pure and sunny person. Every time she appears, no matter what the weather is, whether it is sunny, heavy rain, heavy snow, hail, or blowing wind, it always feels like good weather."

"Listening to what you said, such a pistachio-like girl appeared in my mind." Yang Jiao's eyes were as deep and mysterious as the night sky, so deep, so gentle, and sultry.

"Hongdou, the end of death is not passing away, but forgetting. Just like even if Chen Nanxing is gone, you will feel sad when you think of her, but you will be very happy when you mention her. This is because you have never forgotten, so, It’s always been there.”

"When everyone stops talking about her, that will be called real death. Or it can be said that all strangers in the world, in fact, to me, existence or not is the same, and it is the same as life and death. There is no difference."

"So when you look at me, talk about me with others, and recall me repeatedly, I am by your side, just like Chen Nanxing is by your side."

At this moment, the two people's eyes intertwined, each reflecting the other's figure in their eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, the two of them suddenly came back to their senses.

"Okay, I, a person who has nothing but good looks, have to go back to sleep. You should also go to bed early. When you wake up tomorrow, it will be another day full of energy." Yang Jiao stood up and said.

"Okay." Xu Hongdou nodded.