That year, the cold body of the second brother touched our hands, and we carried him into Xinlanku step by step. The eldest brother carried the second brother on his back, and I held the corner of the second brother's fallen clothes - from then on, heaven and earth were separated forever. But the eldest brother could remain silent. There was only one long sigh that accompanied my crying all day long, like a chorus, but it eventually dispersed early.
His mind became a Buddha, and my mind became a demon.
I looked at Xiao Tang, he was still sleeping. The embarrassment in the dream has been successfully resolved, but what kind of result does such a satisfied look reflect? In the dream, did he sacrifice his life for the woman, fly with her, or did he forget his past life? After all, there are many ways people can calm themselves down. As long as you have time and are willing to do it. I'm afraid I don't have time, or I just can't let myself go.