Xiaoye sighed and began to slowly say things out.

"My teacher treats me like a relative," Xiaoye said, burying his head deeply into his knees, "What should I do now?"

"Life always faces one intersection after another. I can't decide your choice, I can only give you some personal opinions: family affection is the most precious wealth in the world. I would rather throw away everything in exchange for loving me and loving my relatives."

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, the son wants to support his parents but he is not waiting for him. Regrets are being staged every day."

Xiaoye: "I understand."

After that, Xiaoye sent messages to the soul before he woke up, drunk with fresh breeze and blood, one by one: Sorry, I have something important to deal with, and I will give you the freedom of Xiaoling.

The ruts of history always change the course because of one or two ordinary little people, and those little people are always small people.

The three of them did not ask Xiaoye why, but took care of him more.

Xiaoye's figure disappeared directly and appeared in his own residence in Baihua Town, Xuanwu City. Now it has become a difficult thing to return to Xuanwu City than climbing to the sky.

The night is already very deep.

Baihua Town is silent at night, sleeping peacefully.

The light in the master's room was still on. The master sat by the bed, holding the master's wife's pale hand tightly. He hadn't had a rest for a long time.

The teacher's wife's face turned pale, her hair became fluffy and messy, and her cheekbones were prominent. Time had stolen her plumpness, leaving a thin body.

"Xiaoye, is Xiaoye back?" the master's wife said in a faint voice. Her eyes were covered with white film, and turbid tears flowed out.

The master gently wiped away the turbidity flowing out of the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, and held the master's wife's hand tightly, "Xiaoye will arrive soon, soon."

After saying that, the master turned his head and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, preventing his master's wife from noticed.

"Dongdongdongdongdong" There was a knock on the door outside.

"Husband, husband, someone knocked on the door. Is Xiaoye here?" The master's wife struggled to get up, but the master gently pressed on the bed.

"You lie quietly, I'll go see, I'll go see."

When the master left the door, he heard Xiaoye's voice.

"Master, I'm back, I'm back."

The master walked away, opened the door, and saw Xiaoye standing at the door.

The master went up and hugged Xiaoye tightly, "You are back, you are back."

Xiaoye was stunned. Is this the feeling of being hugged by his relatives? Xiaoye's eyes couldn't help but become wet.

"Get in with me quickly, your master's wife has been waiting for you for a long time."

Xiaoye nodded and followed the master to the bedside.

The teacher's eyes were already blurred, and only Xiaoye's shadow could be seen.

Xiaoye squatted in front of the bed, holding his master's wife's dry and wrinkled hands tightly with both hands.

"Master's wife, I'm Xiaoye, I'm back." Xiaoye said with a sob.

The teacher's wife's tears came out again, and she grabbed it randomly in the air with one hand. Xiaoye quickly grabbed the teacher's wife's hand and placed it on his face.

The master's wife has grown old inadvertently. Her rough hands caressed Xiaoye's cheeks carefully, over and over again, and she will lose it the next moment.

"Your master just now kept saying you're coming soon, and I thought he was lying to me."

The master stood beside him, and when he heard his wife say this, his eyes immediately became wet.

"Master's wife, I'm back and I'm back to see you. You will get better. You'll sleep and you'll be fine tomorrow."

After Xiaoye came back, the master's wife immediately became energetic, as if she was using up to no end of her energy, but the master was even more worried that this was a return to her.

"Silly child, Master's wife is not a disease, it's the end of the day. I have been with you and your master for so long, and I have no regrets when I leave." As she said that, she waved her hand and asked the master to come over.

"Husband, thank you. I have been with me for so many journeys. What I can't worry about most is you and Xiaoye. After I leave, you must be fine, and I will always be by your side."

The master's tears could not be suppressed and he said in a choked voice: "I can do it, I can do it."

"Xiaoye, Xiaoye." The master's wife's voice was already weak. Xiaoye grabbed the master's wife's hand tightly, but the temperature on her hand was slowly passing. The master's wife didn't say anything anymore, but quietly closed her eyes.

My relatives left like that.

Xiaoye's heart suddenly felt like it was soaked in ice water, and his whole body was covered in bone-permeable cold.

The teacher's wife's hands no longer had the temperature, and became old and stiff.

"Your master's wife, she's gone." The master said in a low voice.

Xiaoye no longer suppressed his tears, and the tears wet his large piece of clothes. The night outside the window was so cold that it was shocking.

The entire Baihua City seemed to be immersed in endless pain.

Xiaoye sat on the steps outside the window, and the lights in the room were still on. The master was accompanying his wife through the last journey of his life. Xiaoye could not hear the wailing inside, but only a slight murmur.

Xiaoye thought that at least his choice would not make me regret it. 'Family affection is the most precious wealth in the world. I would rather throw away everything in exchange for loving me and loving my relatives.' This is what Xiaoling said before, and it kept ringing in Xiaoye's mind.

The sadness of the night began to be dispersed. During the day in Baihua Town, it was as lively as usual. If you leave alone, you will not be sad for too many people.

"Xiaoye, don't be wet by dew, go back to the room." The master's voice became hoarse. Xiaoye looked back and looked at it. The master seemed to be old overnight, with red and swollen eyes, messy hair, and his whole body became dull. The master's wife took his soul away.

"It's just a letter left to you by the master's wife. She is afraid that she will never see you again in her lifetime." The master handed over a letter, and Xiaoye suddenly felt guilty. If she didn't come back, or came back late, it would make her conscience uneasy?

‘Sakya:

When you see this letter, the master's wife is watching you quietly in heaven, and you don't have to feel sad. Death is something that everyone must experience, face it quietly with a calm heart.

When I saw you for the first time, I told your master that it would be great if there was a child like Xiaoye. Don’t laugh at me. In fact, I was very happy when I had you there. Although the master’s wife had no children, in my heart, you were already my child.

I wrote this letter to you because you are the one I am most worried about.

Xiaoye, I don’t know what you have experienced, which makes you prejudice against this world, but what the master’s wife wants to tell you is: If you believe in goodness, goodness is by your side. Use your eyes to discover the beauty around you, and never embark on the road of no return.

Be sure to keep my words in your heart: If you believe in goodness, goodness is by your side.’

The signature is the teacher's wife.

The signature was a few days ago, when the teacher's wife had already had a premonition that her deadline was approaching and wrote this letter with her weak body.

Xiaoye's tears came out again. It turned out that we were always missed by others, but we were walking too hastily and couldn't see it.

Now, please stop your hasty steps and send a blessing to your relatives, friends, and those who care about you, and tell them: I miss you.

Before the soul woke up, he once held Xiaoye's shoulder and said: If you like someone, say it loudly and let her (him) know, because you don't know which one will come first, tomorrow or accident. This love is not just about love.

The master's wife was buried on a small hill with a winding river beside her. The master pointed to a vacant seat next to her and said, "When I die, I will be buried beside your master's wife. We will be married in the next life."

Looking around, there were already tombstones of various sizes on the hills. This is the cemetery of Baihua Village. Xiaoye has been here for the first time.

The funeral was held very simply. The master's wife said she would walk quietly, just a slightly raised mound. The master's wife lay quietly inside. That day, the sky couldn't help but feel sad, and there was a little rain. In front of the master's wife's tombstone, there were three bouquets of flowers, a bouquet of white lilies, a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in Xiaoye, and a bouquet of unknown who put it here.

The master stood quietly in front of the tombstone for a long time, and left before leaving after his clothes were soaked by the drizzle.

"Master, if you are sad, just cry, it will be easier to cry."

From the time the master's wife left and until the master's wife was buried, Xiaoye never saw a single tear shed by the master again.

"Your master's wife said that I should be fine by myself. I can't cry. She would be unhappy when she saw it." But the master was obviously choked when he said these words.

At night, the lights in the master's room were still on lonely. Xiaoye walked in, but did not find the master's shadow. The whole house was empty.

Xiaoye searched all over Baihua Town and finally found the shadow of the master in front of the master's wife's tombstone.

The master had already drunk the tombstone, and tender grass began to grow on the grave. In a few days, this newly-launched grave would be covered with grass and return to nature.

"Master, wake up, it's time to go home."

"Home, I don't have a home? It's just a house. My home is gone, your master's wife is gone." The master said crying, hugging the tombstone tightly, and saying nothing.

Xiaoye was not forced, but was next to the master, not far away until dawn.

How much sorrow does one person leave to his living relatives? Xiaoye suddenly understood a sentence: If two people are destined to be unable to leave at the same time, then I will leave first and leave the sadness of life to me.

In front of the master's grave, a new bouquet of blooming flowers would be replaced every day, with morning dew, blooming in the morning light. Xiaoye didn't know who it was, but thanks to that person.

The master's pain took a long time to recover, but the master was really old. The master said, "Your master's wife is gone, and I am left alone in the world. It's so cruel."

The next day, Xiaoye found the master in front of the master's grave. The master had left quietly without disturbing anyone.

Xiaoye buried him next to his master's wife, so that the two of them could become husband and wife in the next life.

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