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In the winter of that year, Xie Heng fled Chang'an and lived in a ruined temple.
There was a little beggar in the temple, so thin that he had only a handful of bones, but he handed him the only half of a steamed bun:
"Sir, when you go back, don't forget to pick me up."
Xie Heng named him Xiao Zhi and responded to him with a smile: "Okay."
Before leaving, he saw the little beggar standing on tiptoes and secretly carving words on the back of the statue.
He didn't ask what was engraved.
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Three years later, Xie Heng was imprisoned in a dungeon and never saw the light of day.
The little beggar became the new emperor's sword, killing people like hemp and wielding power.
That night, Xiao Zhi came with a sword, and the tip of the sword was pressed between Xie Heng's throat.
Xie Heng leaned against the wall and asked him with a smile: "What, come and give me a ride?"
Xiao Zhi didn't answer.
He just asked: "Your Highness, do you remember that ruined temple?"
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Later Xie Heng found out——
Xiao Zhi stood outside the palace gate for a thousand nights. He stood there all night through the locked door.
Xiao Zhi secretly put some warming herbs into the porridge bowl and neatly folded the black cloak and placed it beside his bed.
In Xiao Zhi's secret room, there is a moon-white robe washed white and a longevity tablet:
Believe me, Xiao Zhi, I wish you peace, happiness, and a long life.
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Later Xie Heng also found out——
That year in the snow, the little beggar chased him out and ran as hard as he could until he couldn't run anymore.
He just wanted to ask a question.
A very simple sentence.
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"What did you want to say when you chased me out in the snow that year?"
"I would like to ask the young master's name."
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He remembered the name.
Then spend a lifetime carving it into your bones.
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The snow in the ruined temple has been falling for three years.
The man outside the palace gate has been standing there all his life.
On the day the longevity card was broken, he finally knelt in front of his grave and never got up again.
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Intention: I knelt down and smashed the longevity card, but I couldn't kneel back to the person who handed me the steamed buns on the snowy night.