Mu Xi

He and his master went to pick snow lotus, back and forth for at most half a month, the master has changed from that young face to the appearance of a ten-year-old man, his skin is exaggeratedly loose, sitting there like a mummy If it weren't for the faint look in his eyes, Mu Xi would almost have thought that the Lama Temple had changed owners. The master looked at Mu Xi, waved his hand and said, "It's nothing strange, it's just a skin, and people are bound to die after all." He is talking about himself, and he is also talking about Master.

Mu Xi's eyes were red again, "Let's eat something first," the master said, the master's strength was not enough, he had to take a breath every time he uttered a word, like a dying person.Mu Xi looked at the master and didn't know what to say for a long time. The master sighed, took out a letter from his cuff, and said slowly as he took it out: "The first time I saw him, he was wearing a red shirt. Clothes, standing in the snow, it’s so beautiful, the two are a good match, he is very happy, holding that person’s hand tightly like a child, saying that they are going to pick snow lotus in the snow mountain, that person taught him a lot Things, this was the best time of his life, half a month later, he came back from the snow mountain, but he was alone, he said that the man died on the snow mountain to save him, I saw it in his eyes He is no longer angry, he can’t live anymore, I think so, and he also thinks so. But I still try my best to save him, but he still chooses to die. I watch him leave from the heavy snow, and walk from the heavy snow again. Come on, he came back, holding you in his arms, I knew he was saved, you saved him for 15 years, boy, it was you who saved him, and he saved you, none of you Who do you owe." After speaking, the master seemed to have exhausted all his strength, he slowly closed his eyes, and let out a last breath.

There are only four words on the envelope: Dear Mu Xi.Mu Xi pulled out a piece of letter paper, and the elegant lowercase script lay quietly on the paper.

Mu Xi:

When you read this letter, Master may not be here anymore. Don’t blame Master. It’s not that Master doesn’t want you. It’s just that there are some things that I can’t let go of in my life. Master still wants to thank you for letting Master see the snow-capped mountains for 15 more years. .

Before the master met him, he had been experiencing the most painful days in his life. He did not dislike my identity, he cured my illness, gave me a name, and taught me to recognize and collect herbs. I have never seen such a thing. Bright person, I pin all my hopes on him, you don't know how happy I was during those days.

But Master is not such a lucky person after all, he still left me, I don’t know what is sad anymore, Master’s consolation is useless, when I was about to leave this world, I met you, you At that time, I was abandoned on the snow-capped mountains, wearing only a thin cotton-padded jacket, a small one, crying so softly that I could hardly hear it, this should be a child given to me by God, I thought so, and suddenly I couldn’t bear to see you as a child I left this world at a young age, so I took you back and handed you over to the master. I thought, I will leave when you can survive. Later, you miraculously survived, and I thought again, when you can call master I will leave, but I have been waiting, waiting, I have made countless excuses, just want to see you can face everything alone before leaving, this wait is 15 years, I know that one day I will be If you want to leave, no matter what we have experienced on the snow mountain, it is not your fault. Master has made up his mind to find him. Mu Xi, master only hopes that you can live well. If possible, go down the mountain and have a look, under the mountain Although there are many filthy places, there are also many beautiful places. Please take the role of Master and live well.

Mu Xue

Mu Xi almost finished reading it in tears. When he saw the signature, he was stunned for a moment before realizing that it was Master's name. Mu Xue, Master is as beautiful and pure as snow. Master is the one who cherishes life the most in this world. Mu Xi put the letter away, the master has passed away, Mu Xi set up a tomb for the master, put the snow lotus picked in the master's tomb, and buried him with the master next to the Lama Temple. Everything, Mu Xi returned to his and his master's home, the home was still the same as when he left, without any changes, Mu Xi packed his things, put his hands together facing the snow mountain, knelt down and kowtowed, and then didn't look back He's going down the mountain, he's going to go down the mountain to have a look, he will definitely live well, one day, he will become invincible, he will become strong, bring back the bones of his master and his lover, his life has just begun .

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