"Mr. Han, I hope that after my sister gets married, you can help me tell him to burn a photo of my brother-in-law for me at Qingming Festival. I'm afraid I don't know what the other world is like, and I don't know if I can see it. Is that all right? "

Sikong half language silence did not speak, death may be for everyone is terrible, are afraid, but for some people, even fear of terror, will still set foot on this road, sometimes the fear of death, can not shake their perseverance for other things.

"Death Is it really terrible? "

Sikong Banyu echoed this problem in his mind. All things seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. They are unwilling to die and pursue long life. But at this moment, he suddenly realized that there are people in pursuit of longevity, and death is the same. They are the same, but more people see the beauty of longevity, but they do not pay attention to the gorgeous death.

Do you know that spring is born and summer is long? Does it mean that your parents gave your brother and sister this name? " Sikong half language sighs, turns to look at Liu Chun to continue to say.

"Only when spring comes, can summer grow. Without spring, there is no summer? Your family is in great trouble. If you are not alive, your sister's life may be even more perplexed than now. Even though there is material satisfaction, the suffering in her heart is better than that now. And your existence is the driving force for her to survive. Liu Chun, you are the person who knows your sister. If she comes back to see your cold body, what do you think your sister will do? ”

Liu Chunwen was silent, his eyes were red, and two drops of clear tears slowly crossed his cheek. Yes, he knows his sister and her good intentions, but This needs a choice. My sister has paid too much for him.

He tearfully said, "I know, but I can't be so selfish anymore. I've been dragging my sister down for a long time. Maybe my leaving is the best choice. Brother Han, please help me persuade my sister to let her live well. This is my last wish. I believe you have such ability, don't you? "

Sikong Banyu looked at Liu Chun's pleading eyes, sighed, and turned to sit down on the chair beside the tea table.

"You know what? Everything has a cause and effect. Maybe, as you said, the past life and this life, or your tiny and untraceable past. In fact, this is not only your cause and effect, but also mine. You can rest assured that I will let her live well. "

Liu Chunxin smiles and nods: "thank you, brother Han."

Sikong half language shook his head: "don't thank me, I have just said that everything has cause and effect. It's part of my cause and effect. Give me a pen, a piece of paper. "

"Yes?" Liu Chun smell speech, don't know what Sikong Banyu wants to do. After a pause, he comes to the drawer in front of the TV cabinet, takes out a piece of paper and a pen and hands it over.

Sikong Banyu picked up the pen and looked at the white paper in front of him. He was stunned. The hand holding the pen trembled slightly. Because he knows that if this pen is written down, some things will disappear, some things will disappear, some people will There will be no more.

"Brother Han, what's the matter with you?" Liu Chun looked at the moment of Sikong half language, can not help but ask.

Sikong half language returned to God and shook his head: "it's OK. It's just that some things still can't be put down, but they have to be put down."

After that, Sikong Banyu wrote down three words on the white paper one by one. Each stroke seemed to be writing with all his strength. In the aftertaste, the strokes with few three words seemed to have made Sikong Banyu echo for thousands of years. The scenes in his mind were broken and disappeared.

"Tick tock..."

A drop of tears gently fell on the paper, wet a finger like point, Qin wet a word on the paper.

Liu Chun looked at Sikong Banyu at the moment and was surrounded by a deep sadness. He did not know what had happened, but he felt that the sadness of Sikong Banyu was more than a hundred times stronger than his own.

He looked down at the three words on the paper and murmured: "cold and green Cold and green Brother Han, is that your name? "

Sikong Banyu looked at the name on the paper, and his heart sank into the abyss. In fact, he had already felt and realized the origin of life and death before. However, it has not been turned into a real source of life and death.

The real reason is that the emergence of the origin of life and death requires the recognition of the existence of life and death and the interval between them. In his heart, Han Qingming is not dead. Although her soul has disappeared, Sikong Banyu believes that it is just that he has not found it.

But after looking at Liu's brother and sister, Sikong Banyu suddenly understood that maybe some things should be given up. Giving up doesn't mean throwing away. If Liu Xia didn't give up for his brother Liu Chun, maybe he wouldn't ask more. If Liu Chun did not give up life, he would not be able to reach out.

For them, they are the dead hand, but they give up, the hand that can help them will appear? Whose hand could it be? He didn't know.He gently put down the pen in his hand, stood up and looked at Liu Chun and said: "the cause and effect of you and me will end with this. Every year, the cold food of Qingming Festival will offer a memorial ceremony to this man for me, as a reward for you to continue to live. You You don't have to die. "

"Yes?" Liu Chun hears the speech, stunned and incomparable. He doesn't understand what Sikong Banyu is talking about, what is not to die, what is the price of living? That cup of tea, but he put down the poison, he will never live until dawn.

"Cold..." Before he could shout out, he felt his head blank and fainted the next moment.

Sikong Banyu looked at the fainted Liu Chun and slowly withdrew his hand. His eyes turned to the white paper with his name written on it. A touch of sadness was in his eyes.

"Qingming, I'm sorry."

Sikong Banyu is very clear in his heart that if he puts down the death of Han Qingming, he will have nothing in his heart. Everything will become meaningless, which can be said to be fearless and unimpeded. What kind of talent is the most terrible, who has already lost all pursuit and has nothing in his heart. In popular words, that is to be ruthless, to be afraid of stupidity, to be afraid of stupidity, and to be foolish and not to die. What Sikong Banyu is going to do is not want to die.

"Maybe I should have done this for a long time, but I really can't make up my mind. Qingming, I hope you can forgive me www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!