Eight years old
"Brother, in the story you just told, did he really live in my pendant? Then did he finally return to his world?"
An eight-year-old girl sat on the sofa and looked at the boy in front of her curiously. The boy was about 17 or 8 years old. After listening to Sang Yicheng's words, the boy sat next to her and looked at her tenderly. He gently rubbed her hair and said, "You should go back."
"Brother Xiaobai, does he really live in this pendant? How can you live in such a small pendant?"
"Little Chengzi, you will understand when you grow up, don't be in a hurry."
When sixteen
"Duan Jibai, I want you to live, you can't die, you can't die, Duan Jibai, I believe you, I believe what you say, Duan Jibai, you can't die, I can't live without you, brother Xiaobai." Sang Yicheng cried and held Duan Jibai's hand. This was the first time she felt Duan Jibai's hand become ethereal. "Brother Xiaobai, please don't die, Duan Jibai, you can't die." Duan Jibai is still 17 The 8-year-old appearance has not changed at all, but he looks much weaker. Duan Jibai used the last bit of strength to lie in Sang Yicheng's ear and said, "Don't be afraid, little Chengzi. Brother Xiaobai will not die. Can you wait for brother Xiaobai to come back? Don't cry, little Chengzi. Be good." After that, Duan Jibai slowly said Slowly disappearing, until finally disappearing into the air, the pendant around Sang Yicheng's neck was also completely broken. Sang Yicheng picked up a piece of the fragment and asked someone to make a pair of bracelets. One she took with her and the other she kept for Duan Jibai. She believed that Duan Jibai would definitely come back.
At the age of eighteen.
Sang Yicheng has grown up. Mother Sang looked at Sang Yicheng and said with tears in her eyes, "Little Chengzi has grown up. Today is your adult birthday. Is there anything you want?"
Sang Yicheng gently wiped away her mother's tears, "Mom, I don't want anything, but can I make a request?"
"Baby, what do you want me to ask for?"
"I want to see the gentleman who told me my fortune. Is it okay?"
"Baby, I can take you there, but I don't know if he is still there. After all, many years have passed."
"Yeah! Thank you, mom."
The destination was halfway up a mountain. At the foot of the mountain, Sang Yicheng's father got out of the car and said, "You can't get in the car, you can only climb up." Sang Yicheng looked back at his parents and said, "It doesn't matter, Mom and Dad, I'll just go by myself. Just treat it as exercise. Don't follow me at your age." The Sang family's parents didn't say anything. They just told them to pay attention to safety and left. Sang Yicheng watched. Looking at the mountain in front of me, I saw a looming light halfway up the mountain. I walked up resolutely. When I got there, I saw a slightly older grandfather sitting on a stone. It looked like he had been waiting for a long time. Before Sang Yicheng could speak, the old man sitting on the stone spoke first, "Your destiny is not over yet, but the time has not come yet. You don't have to worry. Go home and wait for him to come back to you."
Sang Yicheng pursed his lips, bowed and said thank you, and then went down the mountain. The old man sitting on the stone looked at Sang Yicheng's leaving back and nodded, as if he was approving of something.
At the age of twenty-five
"Duan Jibai, we have known each other a long time ago, right?" Sang Yicheng asked happily in Duan Jibai's arms.
"Yes, my little Bodhisattva." Duan Jibai tapped Sang Yicheng's nose lovingly.
Intention: Rushing for salvation in both directions