The green snake entangled Begonia, entangled three people to death, entangled a city crazy, and entangled him for his entire life.
Who embroidered the snake around the begonia? What did she experience that rainy night? She didn't say. When asked urgently, she would laugh, making people feel scared.
Only Long Qingjiu dared to ask for her. Block the knife for her, take the blame for her, go to jail for her - the day he was released from prison, his temples were all white, and the first thing he did was to go up to the barren slope with a hoe and plant the first crabapple tree.
No one knew what he was planning. No one knew that the plastic button sewn on the cuff would soon kill a group of people - the deputy mayor was killed, the blackmailer died, and she was handcuffed.
One button, two generations, fifty-three years. Some people kneel and boil their sins into practice; some people stand and boil their hatred into ashes.
It wasn't until the ninety-nine crabapples bloomed into a cloud that the truth under the coffin board was revealed to the light of day.
The longest sentence in the world is not jail. It is to spend your whole life loving someone you dare not love.
Later, two butterflies - one white and one green - flew three times around the oldest crabapple. The old man in the village said: That's because they are back.
Through all the vicissitudes of life, only love is the eternal myth.
Intention: A low-class woman spends half her life asking for debt from her fate. Only when the debt is settled does she realize that the person she really wants to settle is herself. Write about women's struggles and self-rescue, and the origin and end of hatred.