Late Winter Snow

Wedge I am an ordinary person with extraordinary experiences. I was born in a broken family. My father was always drinking, and when he was drunk, he would chase my mother and me with a stick. Mom couldn't bear it anymore, divorced him, ran away with another man, and never heard from him again. Dad continued his life of drinking. I'm very rebellious. I ran away from home when I was eight years old. Stealing, robbing, and cheating were my means of livelihood at that time. Although I was arrested and sent to a juvenile correctional center many times, I still refused to change my ways after I was released and returned to my old career. In the end, even the drugs I disdained got stuck on me. I am a borderline teenager, facing life again after meeting her. After I came out of the drug rehabilitation center, I hid under an overpass in the city. I was so slovenly that even passers-by would frown and cover their noses when they walked by. I was disgusted, but I didn't take it seriously. She is my 'neighbor' under the overpass. If the dirt on her face is washed away, she should be a respectable woman. I don't know her age, and I don't need to know. She loves to tell stories, and even if there is no audience, she still tells them happily, and others think she is crazy. And I, when I have nothing to do, always like to raise my ears and listen with interest. The more I listened to the story, the more I gradually realized that it was her life experience. Perhaps I was influenced by her story unknowingly, and I began to think about my own life. I went home when I was twelve years old. The home that I left four years ago is still bare, but unexpectedly there is an extra memorial tablet. He——died of alcohol poisoning the year after I left home. I laughed, this way of death suited him very well, the death of an unfit father. I was adopted by a kind-hearted couple. They are country people with little education, but they have a compassionate heart. The couple has a son who is one year younger than me. He is very disdainful of me, but I don't care. I have become an ordinary person. A family with a father, a mother, a younger brother, and me. An ordinary home is what I yearn for but dare not force. They said that I will be their son in the years to come; they said that I am their pride because of my excellence. I died at the age of seventeen, so I died young. In my sophomore year of high school, I went back to the countryside to spend the summer vacation, and we went to the fish pond to swim in groups. The fish pond was three meters deep, and everyone had a great time swimming. I was unlucky that day, my right leg cramped, and I was drowned by water from all directions before I could even shout. In this situation, most people will panic and struggle between death and life. But I was very calm, letting my body sink, sink... I laughed, laughing at the illusory happiness of the past five years. I stood quietly in the corner of the room, looking at the few people who came to pay their respects. At this moment I realized that I didn't have many friends. She, my mother for the past five years, cried bitterly while holding her only son. I feel very uncomfortable. I have let down my parents who treat me like their own children. My guilt and emotion collapsed in her words - "Fortunately it was not my son who drowned." Crying, she kept wailing and crying. These were tears she shed because she was glad that it was not her son who died. It turns out that I have never had a home or received any love. Me, back to the fish pond. The fish pond that took my life was calm and peaceful. Is that kid staring at me? I approached the child sitting by the fish pond doubtfully. My guess was correct, this kid in gorgeous clothes could see me! Does that mean there will be someone with you on this final journey? "What's your name?" The child looked at me with timid and frightened eyes, and weakly uttered one word: "You" I smiled at him to show my kindness. For a long time, we both looked at the water quietly without saying a word. I broke the silence first. "How long do you plan to stay here?" The child didn't look back at me. I looked at him and found that the child's dress and attire were very strange, very much like a rich child in a costume drama. After a long time, when I thought the child would not answer my question, his timid voice sounded like a mosquito flying: "Forever..." He turned his head and looked at me in confusion, so sad and sad. "It's painful to live..." I pursed my lips and smiled, touched his head and said, "You may not be happy even if you die." The child tilted his head. After a while, he stood up and smiled as easily as if he had put down a huge boulder. His smile was very cute. "Brother, you will definitely live a better life than me..." He waved his hand and disappeared. I was stunned, thinking that someone would accompany me on the last trip, but little did I know that I was still alone in the end. The fish pond suddenly rolled up a whirlpool and sucked me in. I was not frightened. Maybe this was my last journey, the last journey to the place where the dead should go. Chapter 1 Waves of medicinal fragrance hit my nostrils, and I tried to open my heavy eyelids, but I was greeted by a exclamation—— "Little, young master is awake! Go and report to master and madam!" Then there was a burst of panicked footsteps, and then everything calmed down. It turns out that this is the world after death. Looking around carefully, the furniture and furnishings are antique and have a retro feel. "You'er!" At the same time as the voice of joy and excitement sounded, a crowd of people had gathered in front of him. He looked at everything in front of him steadily, but he was not too surprised. There are so many incredible facts in the world, and it's not surprising that one or two of them happened to me. "You'er, you scared my mother." A graceful and beautiful woman in her forties embraced his small body in her arms. "You'er, you're not allowed to come back to the courtyard in the future." The Chinese-haired old man standing behind the beautiful woman scolded him - it was a caring scolding. "Dad, don't blame You'er. He just wanted to look at the lotus flowers by the pond." Standing next to the old man was a boy of about ten years old. "You'er has always been in poor health. This time he accidentally fell into the pool and almost died. God bless him and he finally woke up. Everyone should be happy. Dad, please don't be angry." A young man in green shirt also comforted the old man. He had no time to pay attention to what everyone was talking about, he just stared at his hand that was a few sizes too small, and the child's face flashed through his mind. Oh my god, has he become Conan and turned back into a child? The facts were before his eyes, and he couldn't even believe it! ############## He didn't know the ins and outs of the matter, but he basically knew everything he needed to know—— He came back to life with the help of a child's body! And he also came to this backward ancient times! The child's name is Mo You, eight years old, and the son of Mo Yingnan, the richest man in Hangzhou. He was a frail and sickly person since he was born. He lay in bed all year round, tortured by diseases and in great pain. However, God refused to recruit him, making his life miserable every day... Mo You has two brothers. The eldest brother, Mo Shangyong, is seven years apart from Mo You. When he was thirteen years old, he had already begun to take over the family business. His shrewd and decisive business skills were even better than his father's. The second brother Mo Lan is the easiest person to get along with in the family, and he is also the most indulgent and doting good brother to Mo You. He always has a gentle smile on his lips, making him feel very approachable. However, when encountering crisis, he will show his childish helplessness. At that time, Mo You, who was calm in the face of danger, was more like an older brother than him. In fact, Mo You is two years younger than his second brother in appearance, but mentally, he is seven years older than his second brother. Because in Mo You's body is a seventeen-year-old soul. The whole family loves Mo You very much, and it can be said that Mo You is pampered to the heavens. And he also enjoys this pampering. An ordinary and loving family is what he has always looked forward to. This ancient family gave him family warmth that he had never experienced before. He thanked God for giving him this rebirth and giving him a complete and warm home. After he received this sickly body, he kept trying to change the body's morbidity, but with little effect. The only good thing is that he can get out of bed and walk around, his energy is much better, and he doesn't get sick for several days like before. However, his body is still weak, and he will be out of breath even after walking for a long time. Due to his weak body, his growth was slow. Now at the age of eighteen, he is still too thin to be ridiculous. Although he has grown a lot, he is only 1.6 Meters tall, which is half shorter than his second brother. Compared with his elder brother, he is basically the difference between a mosquito and an ox. His family gave him all the best food, but he didn't gain any flesh. Alas, such a frail body like his is really the tragedy of a man... "Ah, someone has fallen into the water!" The panicked cry caught his attention. As soon as he escaped, he saw pedestrians stopping one after another to watch the children struggling in the lake, but no one went into the water to save them. Alas, the warmth and coldness of human relationships are obvious. This is the real society. After a moment of lament, Mo You jumped into the water with a 'dong' sound, and swam towards the child who fell into the water with his skilled swimming skills, but he forgot that his current body could not withstand the torment of strenuous exercise. When he swam to the child, he no longer had the strength to drag the child back to the shore. For the current plan, I had to ask the Huafang in the lake for help. He swam hard to the boat closest to them, and the people on the boat pulled them up conscientiously. Mo You hurriedly probed the child's nose without taking a breath, and her expression changed. She quickly pinched the child's nostrils, then took a deep breath and blew into the child's mouth... This was repeated several times, but the child was still breathless. One of the tall and tall men in the boat probed the child's neck and announced calmly: "He is dead." Mo You didn't have time to pay attention to this person who was standing by and watching. He pressed the heel of his palm on the child's chest, overlapped the other hand on the back of the previous hand, squeezed downwards, and then quickly raised his hand. He did this several times... "Ahem..." The child finally responded! The people in the boat were astonished, while Mo You slumped down with a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, as soon as her nerves relaxed, her vision went dark, and she fell into boundless darkness. The moment before he fell asleep, he thought sadly: I'm sick again, and my second brother will definitely never agree to take me out on the street again... When he woke up it was already three days later. There were guests at home. According to the second brother, the two tall men were his saviors. They sent him home when he fainted on the boat that day. His parents were grateful and warmly welcomed them to stay at Mo's house because they were from out of town and had no place to live for the time being. There was also a child that he rescued from the water three days ago. During the three days when he was in a coma, he took care of him sleeplessly, saying that in order to repay his life-saving grace, he even sold himself to him as his servant. The generous master of the Mo family couldn't bear to see this lonely child steal things due to hunger again and end up being chased and beaten, so he agreed to let him be his youngest son's servant. Just like that, there were three uninvited guests in his house. Well, except for the kid named Xiao Yu, he was already his servant. Yu Yu walked into his room with the concoction. "Young Master, drink the medicine." Yu Yu brought the dark concoction to Mo You's mouth. Mo You frowned, took it, drank it all in one gulp, and then handed the bowl back to Yu Yu with a bitter look on his handsome face, while yelling: "It's so bitter." "It's a bitter medicine. The doctor said that if you take three more doses, the young master's illness will be cured." "I still have to take three more doses. My fever has gone away, but my parents still don't want me to get out of bed and move around." "I'm sorry, young master, it's all my fault..." "Hey, hey, don't cry! I don't know how to deal with people who cry." How could a boy shed tears so easily? Mo You patted Xiao Yu's back and asked, "By the way, how old are you this year?" Yu Yu sniffed, pushed tears back into his eyes, and said, "Fourteen." "Why did you fall into the lake that day?" Mo You successfully diverted Yu's attention and made him forget to cry. "I couldn't get anything to eat that day and I was too hungry. I stole steamed buns from the vendor Li San and was discovered. Li San chased me and beat me. When I got to the lake, I had no way to retreat and had to jump into the lake..." "You are stupid. You jumped into the lake knowing that you are not familiar with water. You could hide in a dark alley or squeeze into a crowd, and then act like a passerby as if nothing had happened." Yu Yu stared at Mo You with wide eyes. "The young master seems to be very good at it." Mo You chuckled: "That's not true." He couldn't tell Yu Yu that he had been involved in robbery. After taking the best three pills, Mo You was finally allowed to get out of bed. The first thing I did when I got out of bed was to bow before my savior. I had no choice but to obey my father's order. Even though he has lived here for ten years, he is still not used to giving such a 'big gift'. I just sent him home. Is it necessary to kneel down and kowtow in gratitude? Mo You took advantage of his physical discomfort and bowed his hands as a salute. When he raised his head after saluting, he met those brilliant yet deep black eyes - no, if you look closely, those eyes were gray! Almost at the same time, the owner of the gray eyes caught the surprise that passed through his eyes. He raised an imperceptible smile and said in his usual cold tone: "The third young master is in good health." Mo You ignored the coldness in his tone and said with a smile: "After lying in bed for seven days, the disease will relapse after recovery. People need to exercise more to stay healthy." While replying, Mo You looked at the two sturdy men in front of him without hesitation. The one with gray eyes has a pair of eyes as cold as ice, his tall and handsome body gives people a domineering feeling, and his rough and handsome face does not look like a southerner. There was also a person standing next to him with great respect and respect. He was also tall and terrifying, with a cheerful and young face full of northern pride and a polite smile. The second brother said that the relationship between these two people is master and servant. The one with gray eyes is called Chu Wuyuan, and he is the master. The other one is Qu Zhongming, Chu Wuyuan's right-hand man. The purpose of their trip to Hangzhou is to do business. But Mo You didn't think so. He felt that these two people came to Mo's house for another purpose. Especially that Chu Wuyuan, he is a person who is different from what he looks like. Just look at it now, he who is chatting and laughing with his father and the one Mo You saw this morning are two different people! Dad and Chu Wuyuan were talking about business matters. Mo You, who was sitting on the side, glanced left and right without interest. When he felt bored and was about to go back to his room, he received a notice from Manager Lin—— "Master, the eldest young master is back." "Big brother is back!" Mo You jumped up excitedly, and at the same time, the tall figure of Mo Shangyong, the eldest young master of the Mo family, appeared at the door of the living room. Mo You threw herself into his arms and said with a smile, "Brother, you are back." Mo Shangyong doted on his younger brother's head and frowned slightly: "I heard that you are sick again, why don't you lie down in bed and rest?" This brother who is always sick often makes him worry. Every time he goes out for business, he always thinks of him. When he came back this time, he heard that his second brother had an accident when he took You'er to the street, which made You'er sick for several days. He was heartbroken and scolded his second brother, and the second brother also honestly admitted his mistake. Mo You curled her lips and said: "I'm fine now. Big brother just likes to worry about it." Suddenly his eyes lit up: "Brother, you promised to take me to Suzhou's other courtyard when you come back this time. You can't deny it." In the past ten years, he has never been able to walk out of the Mo family's house with even ten fingers. Every time he acts coquettishly and has a temper, he can coax his family into giving him a hand. He was forced to walk out of the house, but he was not allowed to go 500 meters out of the house, and he had to be accompanied by his eldest brother or second brother. He deeply felt that he had become a caged bird after coming here and lost his freedom. However, he understood the care and painstaking efforts of the Mo family for him, so he always followed the instructions of his parents, eldest brother and second brother, and acted as a well-behaved and filial son and younger brother. Mo Shangyong pinched his cheek and said with a smile: "It was possible, but you got sick again while I was away." "That was an accident." Mo You quickly clarified that he had rarely gotten sick in recent years, but this time he contracted the cold because he fell into the water to save people. "Okay, okay, you are so rude, did you forget that there are guests here?" Mr. Mo interrupted the conversation between the two brothers, not forgetting to apologize to Chu Wuyuan. Only then did Mo Shangyong notice Chu Wuyuan, and he immediately stepped forward and saluted: "This must be my little brother's savior. In order to thank my benefactor for saving his life, if my benefactor can get the Mo family's place, there is no harm in speaking up. I, Mo Shangyong, will definitely go through fire and water to repay my benefactor." As he spoke, it seemed that the person Chu Wuyuan saved was him. Mo You covered her mouth and snickered. Chu Wuyuan glanced at Mo You without any trace, smiled and returned Mo Shangyong's hand, saying: "I'll tell you the truth, I have something to ask of you." "It doesn't matter what my benefactor says, I will definitely do it!" Mo Shangyong assured him boldly. But Mo You became wary. To be continued