Fall in love after simulation

A small memory scene emerges.

The hospital is located on the edge of the town. Outside the window, the mountains are hidden in the darkness, like black clouds accumulating in the night sky. The outline of the town is like a lake, and the lights are the stars reflected from the sky.

Nan Youxi hates this calm night sky. What he longs for is wind and waves. He wants the piercing fresh air, the cold wave that hits his face, and the wind that sweeps across the world, to stir the clouds in the sky into white pieces, and to turn them into snow like goose feathers. come down!

However, no matter how determined his will is, he cannot affect the majestic nature.

He closed the curtains and looked at Rena beside him.

The wife was lying on the hospital bed, and the pipeline of the medical equipment that she didn't want to get close to finally touched her body. However, her beauty is still the same, and illness can take her life, but it does not hurt her elegance. The cold or transparent pipeline is like the damp and gray vines and twigs in the forest, firmly guarding her, the Sleeping Beauty.

During dinner, Linna woke up in a daze for a while, listened to him talk for a while, and then fell asleep again. Her peaceful sleeping face a few days ago was now stained with some sorrow. Nan Yuxi couldn't wait to use the first snow in Yoshida Town to purify the nightmare that infested his wife.

He kissed Rena's face and walked out of the room.

Next door to the ward is the attending doctor's office. A medium-sized woman in her fifties is sitting behind a desk, looking at the inspection report in her hand.

She told Nan Youxi: "It's just a few days, half a month at most."

"...Can't it be longer?"

"We've all done our best."

The doctor's sigh was very soft. She is usually a strict person. At this moment, she spoke to Nan Youxi in the most gentle tone.

However, no matter how many layers of cushioning cloth is wrapped on the knife, it cannot stop its sharpness. The moment it touches the heart, the blade will pierce through layers of cloth and penetrate into the flesh and blood.

The tingling pain in his heart made him stunned. He might have said something to the doctor. When he recovered, he was already standing on the rooftop.

He looked at the hills in the north, across the black shadow of the hills, was the lake that Rena wanted to see, the lake was blue because of the color of minerals, like the clearest sky in summer, the locals and tourists called it For the empty pool.

When the first snow falls, the pool will freeze, and the branches of the trees in the pool will be covered with white snow. It is a dreamlike scene, which Rena has waited for and missed several times in her short life. It is the regret of her life.

Will she miss it this time too?

Nan Youxi thought of last year. At this time last year, Linnai had already finished the operation and basically recovered. The girl said she would come to see the snow. If he didn't stop the girl, the girl would not have to die with regret.

His hands resting on the railing were clenched tightly, and the bitter wind wrapped in the cold air, blowing on his face, he pulled up the hood of his coat and put it on, looking at the dark night in front of him.

Everything is black, only the shades of black are different, the sky is darker, the mountains are darker, the flower bed downstairs is darker, the open space in front is darker, his eyes are chasing the border of shades , looking for something he doesn't know.

In this mishmash of blackness, he suddenly saw a few spots of whiteness.

At first he thought it was because he had been staring at the dark night for a long time, and his brain had hallucinations. He rubbed his eyes, relaxed his brain, and looked into the distance.

More and more white fell from the sky.

It is snow.

Snowing.

The snow fell so suddenly that Nan Youxi couldn't believe his eyes. He stretched out his hand, held a few pieces of fine snow, and took a closer look.

The white snowflakes were quickly turned into white ice by body temperature, and then into transparent water.

More and more snowflakes fell on his palm, and he put a small piece of white snow on the tip of his tongue, and a little bit of coldness spread on the tip of his tongue.

Together with the snowflakes, there is also the sorrow that imprisoned the joy, and the joy gushes out.

He quickly ran down the roof and ran to the ward on the second floor.

Linnai was still sleeping, he called his wife's name softly, but his wife didn't hear his voice, her eyes were tightly closed.

At this moment, Nan Yuxi felt regretful. He wanted to watch the snow with his wife, share his joy, and share the hope he felt from the fine snow.

Soon, this regret turned into joy.

He was glad that he could not wake up his wife, and did not let the teasing of fate spread to his wife.

Two hours later, the snow stopped.

This short and fine snow can't cover the dead branches of Kongzhichi at all, and it can't freeze the lake water of Kongzhichi at all.

The next morning, the sun rose, and the only small piece of snow left on the grass melted quickly.

By noon, there was no trace of snow to be seen.

[You are ecstatic. You who have never been to Hokkaido thought the first snowfall in the sky was the first snow. You quickly learned the lesson. The snow only fell for a while, and the next day the sun shone, and there was no more trace. 】

【You have experienced what my wife once felt, and experienced the bad fate and despicable tricks she often suffers. 】

[Three days after the first snow, the sky was clear. 】

[You hang snow dolls by the window, you go to the shrine to pray to the gods, and you seek guidance from the Tarot cards in the divination room. 】

[At the end of November, the temperature dropped sharply. If you ask the oldest resident in the area, he will tell you that the real first snow is about to fall. 】

[However, my wife can't wait. 】

【The wife has not woken up for two days. Her life is like an origami boat floating on the river in rainy days. The wind and waves will swallow her at any time. In the dead of night, you could hear her gasping in agony. 】

[At noon on December 3rd, my wife passed away. 】

[In the early morning of December 4th, it snowed. 】

[It snowed all night, and in the daytime, when you and her two families arrived, the snow had covered your feet. 】

[In the snow, you held a funeral, and you have already prepared her coffin and her cemetery. You buried her on the hillside opposite the Pond of Empty. 】

[Put a bunch of hydrangeas in front of her grave, and when you get up, you see the Pond of Empty not far away. 】

[Looking from the hillside, the frozen lake is not azure blue, but pale blue. The snow covered the dead branches of the trees that died due to the inundation of the lake. From a distance, the trees looked like clear crystals, and the snow seemed to be floating on the light-white lake. 】

[Above the empty pond, the sky that is pale because of the snow is peacefully turned upside down, white clouds float behind the mountain, it is hard to tell whether it is the unfallen snow or the mountain peak covered by snow. 】

[The blueness of the lake and the whiteness of the snow, the blueness of the sky and the whiteness of the clouds, the sky and the lake, the clouds and the snow, the blueness and the whiteness, meet and blend in your field of vision. Her shallow smiling face, the sky and the lake are covered with light blue hydrangeas in the background. 】

[You saw the beautiful figure of your late wife in the first snow in the empty pond. 】