Beauty across the cloud

Luo Miao was sorting out the sundries in her hands while recalling.She was well dressed and her hair was scrupulously combed. She looked out of place in this dilapidated room.A ray of sunlight fell softly, flowing along the hair, and finally blurred at the end of the hair, like molten gold.

She was neither sad nor happy.Memories have no purpose, they are just memories, just those discontinuous fragments of the past played in the mind, and then people's eyes will return to real life, just at this moment, no matter how much dust they start, they will still reappear settled.

Then her eyes fell on a transparent glass jar.

The things contained in the jar should be some kind of stone in terms of texture, but the shape is very strange. It looks like it has been polished by external force. The circles of stone flakes are just right, and the pieces are attached to each other, like a flower-shaped handicraft.

She didn't know the exact name of this thing, but this was not the first time they had met.In fact, when Luo Yiyun was still alive, he once showed her photos in the ward.

"He sent it to me two months before his death. At that time, he said that the shape of this one is not perfect, and he will find a more beautiful one and bring it back for you to see."

She found another card at the bottom of the jar, which read:

"I knew a long time ago that I had to travel again at the last moment. I couldn't die at home, I couldn't die in the hospital. For me, life is all about experiencing the unknown, and I can't stop, and nobody can. Block me. Like I love the rain, I love the wetness of the rain, is that weird? My life is too short, I just use every moment to feel alive.

In short, to put it a bit more extreme, people like me deserve to die on the road.I used to think so.

However, when I finally embarked on the trip, I realized that this last trip was not a great adventure, and I didn't have those cool ideas in my mind. I just wanted to prove that I didn't lie.

I wonder if she is still mad at me.If so, please apologize on my behalf and pass this item to her on my behalf.thanks. "

Sitting in the sun, Luo Miao suddenly felt a little helpless.

How should this be done?

She twisted the glass jar vigorously, and there was a dull sound in the room. She reached in and stroked the rough stone with her fingertips. This unpleasant feeling was very much like looking back on an unspeakable experience and experience. Feelings: All the potholes are hard to see with the naked eye, so you have to experience it yourself; but after feeling it, there is nothing to say, it’s hard to say, so just say nothing.

She thought, it would be nice if she was still angry, then she could break the glass jar logically and leave, letting these strange shaped stones fend for themselves in the broken glass, preferably scattered all over the place, looking miserable, Let her see it to relieve her anger!

——But now, there is indeed no trace of resentment in her heart.Really gone, long gone.

It would be bad if you don't get angry, do you want to mourn or be sad?This is even more nonsense.No matter from which point of view, she has no need to be sad.She just made a business with a son who was unwilling to die early a few years ago and made a steady profit without losing money.It's just that because of the friendship we've been together for several years, joy or pleasure is unnecessary. As for the other things...

Most of the things in this world cannot be considered carefully.

When Luo Miao looked up, she happened to see a plastic bag floating by the window.It is full, but it is also empty; it is free, but it also does not know where to go.

【11Goodnight】

Luo Miao was unwilling to go abroad, and asked Mengzhou to buy a house in a place where she could see Jiang, so she could have a place to live.House prices were not as crazy back then, but they were still a considerable sum.Most of the people who knew about their marriage didn't take it seriously, they only thought that the young man was young and in love with a girl, and he acted willfully as his own master.On impulse.

In fact, people who don't know the inside story think they are talented and beautiful, and they are full of blessings; At the same time, I secretly wondered whether this young bride knew that her husband was dying soon. It would be pitiful if she didn't know, but if she knew, she would just want to take advantage of the east wind of Xiang's family. From this point of view, young master Xiang is really pitiful , It’s all about dying young, the person next to the pillow still has this kind of thought, it’s really... Often when this level of discussion is reached, people stop talking, and the rest of the words are all melted into each other There is a smile in his eyes.

Luo Miao just kept silent, but there was no problem with her ears, so she was aware of these discussions.How can I know?She was indeed "near a high branch", since it is the truth, why not say it?People can't get cheap and act good. This is not what really makes her uncomfortable.

After marriage, Luo Miao and Xiang Mengzhou are not much different from ordinary couples.She would sometimes accompany him to the hospital for regular follow-up visits. In the hospital, she would also see other couples. Regardless of their status, people who entered and exited the oncology department always looked tired.But Xiang Mengzhou never gets tired and always walks briskly.

Could such a person really die one day?Luo Miao sometimes even suspects that Xiang Mengzhou is lying to her, but it is not that she has not read the medical records and test sheets, and she knows that their life is like a hydrogen balloon that cannot be grasped, and will go away at any time.She should have known it from the start.

Return visits in China are only occasionally, and more often, Xiang Mengzhou flies abroad to see a doctor, so he won't let her follow her.

"Nothing to see," he'd say.

At this time, Luo Miao was very obedient. He didn't let her watch it, so she didn't.

They always gather less and leave more.

About a year after the marriage, she heard that Luo Yiyun was also admitted to the hospital.He was found to be ill earlier and has been treated conservatively. Recently, he couldn't support himself and was finally admitted to the hospital.When she heard the news, Luo Miao thought, did she ever like him before?Why do you have to learn about his situation from other people every time?And why, I never knew that he hated me so much?Luo Miao found that as she got older, there were more and more problems she couldn't figure out. She had never discovered that the world was so complicated and difficult to understand before.

As for Mr. Luo, he had a stroke caused by drinking too much, and then his body began to decline. At this time, he was surprised that Luo Miao's daughter was so useful, and began to slowly hand over business matters to her.She is often so busy that she rarely goes home during the limited time she spends with her. She is neither angry nor annoyed at Mengzhou, and still smiles: "Wow, little beauty, you are so capable."

"It's a good thing to be busy," he said. "I can rest easy."

Probably because he knew that Luo Miao didn't have much affection for him, so he never had to avoid the word "death".

However, Luo Miao felt another layer of resentment inexplicably: There are so many girls in the world, why did she know the ending from the beginning?Why, how, why did he find her and let her accompany and witness his death?

In her free time, when she couldn't see him, she would think about this question over and over again.

When she asked Mengzhou this question, he still looked innocent: "Because I like you."

"But I don't like you!"

"Yeah," bowed his head to Mengzhou, with a smile on his lips, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were bent, and his tone was gentle: "So you won't be sad. Isn't this just right? Treat everything as a business, even if you want to I'll just ask for it."

Why, she doesn't like him, and she hates him a little bit, so she has to suffer from this blunt knife?

But she still didn't dare to think deeper: If she really had no feelings at all, this knife would not be able to cut her body.

This nameless resentment gradually accumulated as Xiang Mengzhou's physical condition deteriorated, and finally reached its apex when Luo Miao heard some rumors again: Someone said that Xiang Mengzhou was ignorant and devoted to love. Exploring around, the reason why he fell in love with Luo Miao and wanted to marry her despite the pressure of his family was simply because Luo Miao's character was difficult to conquer, which aroused his desire to challenge.Luo Miao to him is like a mysterious mountain to a climber, nothing more.

Luo Miao found an excuse, and quarreled with Xiang Mengzhou without hesitation. After the quarrel, he unilaterally declared a cold war. Silence was like cement, and a thick barrier was poured between the two.

At first, Xiang Mengzhou wanted to explain a few words, but Luo Miao had already made a conclusion for him: "You lied to me, I won't believe you again."

"Well, that's fine." Xiang Mengzhou nodded, and then laughed.

Luo Miao didn't have time to think about it, she was too busy getting angry at that time.

Xiang Mengzhou's departure this time was no different from usual. He was wearing a thin jacket, stood at the door, lit a cigarette, and then walked into the rain.

Luo Miao stood on the balcony on the second floor, the sky was dark, dark clouds piled up, and the river surface was also sticky and stagnant, without the vivid and light spots of the past, a little lifeless.

They also had some happy times together, but they didn't realize at that time that Jiangjing would not be beautiful forever.

When he comes back this time, let's get a divorce and move away from here. This business can't be done, and she is about to lose money.Judging from her experience in dealing with business, this kind of situation should be withdrawn as soon as possible, and she can't hold on to it.

Luo Miao gently stroked her stomach, thinking so.

But downstairs, in sight, that person stopped in his tracks.He turned around and raised his head. The eyes of the two people met in mid-air, and were dampened by the rain, and suddenly became blurred.

"Have a good rest," he said. "Goodnight."

Luo Miao, who was standing upstairs, suddenly found another excuse to be angry: "Is it amazing to be able to speak English? I hate you, always have been."

Drenched in the rain, Xiang Mengzhou showed a relieved expression: "Of course, of course."

It was clearly a look of relief, but it looked very lonely.I don't know if it was because of the rain.

[End Thank you, goodbye]

Luo Miao walked out of Luo Yiyun's house, she was standing by the side of the road, not sure how to go.Strange, she was quite familiar with this place a few years ago.In the past few years, the light and shadow have changed suddenly, and things have changed.

When she came, she asked the driver to take her to the intersection, and then sent the driver back. At this time, she wanted to call the driver, but when she opened her bag, she found that her mobile phone had been left in the car.In desperation, she walked to a nearby bus stop.

It was true that she hadn't taken a bus for a long time, and she looked out of place on the platform.She was unusually cramped.

Suddenly, someone bumped into her from behind.She turned her head to look, and it turned out to be a junior high school student with a schoolbag on her back. She didn't notice the road because she looked down at the book.

"I'm sorry!" The boy apologized again and again.Luo Miao didn't say anything, just shook her head.

But after a while, the boy took the initiative to say hello to her: "Hello?"

Luo Miao turned sideways, she didn't speak, just waiting for his next sentence.

"Is this desert rose yours?"

"So it's called Desert Rose." Luo Miao lowered her head, the glass jar was huge, and she only found a shopping bag in the room, which she barely carried.

"That's right." The young man obviously has a lot of research on this kind of thing, and he became excited all of a sudden, "This is only found in the desert. It takes many, many years to polish it like this. It is very rare."

Luo Miao said, "Do you like it very much?"

"Hmm, my dad is a geography teacher, and he took me to various places and collected all kinds of stones since I was a child, but I haven't been to the desert yet, so I haven't seen a real desert rose stone - it's true ?."

"I think it's true, because a very honest person gave it to me." Luo Miao nodded after hearing that, "Then, since you like it, I'll give it to you."

The boy was surprised: "Why, sister, this one is very expensive."

Luo Miao shook her head: "I don't understand these things, and I'm not interested. It's better to give it to someone who likes it than to leave it in my hands. What's more, it's too heavy, and I still have a long way to go, so I don't want to take it away .”

"Is your home far from here?" The boy asked slightly worried.

Luo Miao nodded.

"This, it's in such a good shape, it's really rare, and it will be very expensive." Although the young man showed a look of desire, he still hesitated, "Besides, the person who gave it to you will not expect you to take good care of it ?"

"It doesn't matter." Luo Miao said flatly, "It's not clear whether I lost more or he lost more between me and him."

"Then, where did he go?"

"He... went abroad, far, far away."

"Have you separated?"

"Yeah." Luo Miao's tone suddenly relaxed, "We separated, he went abroad, yes, that's it."

The boy hesitated for a while, still unwilling to miss it, reached out to take the bag.

"Then," the boy said cautiously, "thank you, sister."

A few minutes later, a bus came from a distance. The boy glanced at it, then turned to the woman and said, "Sister, I'm leaving, thank you, goodbye."

The woman nods.

Hello, sorry, thank you, goodbye, the truth of this world is so simple.

The boy frowned again before getting into the car, as if to confirm: "Do you really not regret it?"

The woman didn't answer.

The boy noticed the woman's eyes, she seemed to be looking behind him.She stared at it motionless, with a look of fascination and nostalgia.what is she looking atThe boy turned around suspiciously.

Behind, not far away, a group of students were crossing the road chattering.

There are several schools nearby, and this kind of situation happens several times on this road every day. Over the years, it has happened countless times.The only difference is that the people who have walked this road today are no longer the same people as yesterday.

However, is this very strange?

Could it be that in this group of chattering and laughing teenagers, there will be a tall person who always wears a big coat and a T-shirt, gets himself dirty, laughs with only a mouthful of white teeth, at the green light Flying across the crosswalk in the last two or three seconds?

Everything today is yesterday, but it is different from yesterday.

However, although there is no such thing today, will there be in another year, two years, ten years, or 100 years?

Suddenly the woman smiled.The wind messed with her hair, she lowered her head slightly, stretched out her fingers to pull the naughty flying hair behind her ears, while still smiling.The boy turned his head, looked past her light brown-blond hair, and set off into the distance.Behind her, across the road, there is a green lawn with a few white pigeons parked on it.After a short rest, they will spread their wings again and fly to the horizon and to the cape.Perhaps some will fly to a port a few hundred kilometers away, where a brand new ship is moored. It has been sent here from the shipyard and is preparing to start its first trial voyage today.And behind it, there is such a vast sea, large and small ships come and go here, never stop, people on the port shore are in a hurry, busy sorting and transporting various containers.The sun is shining today, the sea is shimmering today, and the horizon in the distance is even more dazzling like a thick layer of broken silver.On the other side of the sea level, tens of thousands of kilometers away, there is land, and there is a desert deep in the land, the fine sand is like gold, and there is no human habitation.However, after countless centuries, one day, there will be clouds and rain here, and the oasis will reappear. The rain penetrates deep into the soil, awakening a long-sleeping seed.

This is a rose seed.After a while, a delicate rose will appear here, but we don't have to worry, we can be more patient and wait quietly for the moment when the seeds break through the ground and germinate.

You know, before this, someone has been waiting for tens of thousands of years.

【Finish】