A long time ago, my mother-in-law told me a story. She said that if a person dies in a foreign land, as long as the loved ones plant a pear tree at home, the wandering soul in the distant place will follow the fragrance of the flowers when the pear blossoms bloom and return to their hometown when the pear leaves fall.
I heard the sound of the bone candle being extinguished in the room, and the sound of footsteps approaching from far away. Only then did I remember that Wei Zhifeng died in the winter when I was engaged.
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