The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

Snow gradually began to fall outside again, gradually covering the road ahead with a new layer of white.

The temperature inside the spacious car is suitable, and soothing pure music circulates many times.

When Tang Jiao woke up, the car happened to drive into Tianshou Cemetery in Ancheng and drove up the winding mountain road.

Tang Jiao sat up, looked at the tall snow-covered trees on both sides, and rubbed his eyes.

"It's snowing so hard..."

The car was parked in a parking lot halfway up the mountain. Xiao Jingchuan asked Tang Jiao to put on his coat, scarf and gloves. After waking up for 10 minutes, he picked up his things and got out of the car together.

Tang Jiao was holding flowers, and Xiao Jingchuan was carrying other sacrificial objects. The two of them walked up the steps in coordination with each other.

"I never encountered any snowy days before I came here."

As soon as Tang Jiao spoke, a cloud of white mist rose from his mouth.

She tilted her head and looked at Xiao Jingchuan, and said mysteriously: "Are you the son of the Snow King? It's snowing since you came."

Xiao Jingchuan paused, turned to look at the girl with her chin hidden in a red scarf, her eyes crooked and quirky, and said bluntly:

"Jiaojiao, it's too cold."

Tang Jiao chuckled, "It's snowing, why don't you tell some funny jokes~"

She walked briskly on the snow and walked up first, and said crisply: "Then I will change it for you."

Tang Jiao stood on the steps a few steps higher, turned around with the flowers in his arms, and looked down at Xiao Jingchuan:

"Question! Do you know why Batman, Spider-Man and Superman all wear tights?"

Xiao Jingchuan: "Why?"

Tang Jiao replied in a drawled voice: "Because - saving people is important!"

Xiao Jingchuan lowered his head and chuckled, stepped in front of Tang Jiao in two steps, put his arms around her and continued walking forward.

"Let's go, brother is going to die of coldness from you."

Gradually small snowflakes floated on them, as if their heads turned white together.

……

Tianshou Cemetery is the best cemetery in Ancheng.

All aspects are worthy of the high management fees, and the service is very attentive.

There are no weeds, fallen leaves or dust in the cemetery, and it is clean.

Just pure white snowflakes falling from the sky.

On the light gray tombstone, a beautiful and bright girl smiles heartily.

Ten years are like one day.

Xiao Jingchuan stood solemnly, his tall and long back as tall as a mountain.

"Sister, I'm back."

He looked at Xiao Qing in the photo and had so many thoughts in his heart that he didn't know what to say except this sentence.

Tang Jiao knelt down and placed a beautiful and brilliant bouquet in front of the monument.

"Sister Xiaoqing, Xiao Jingchuan and I are here to see you this year. Your dear brother is back."

A naturally soft-spoken girl, she chatted with her sister whom she had never met before, saying things that Xiao Jingchuan, as a silent and reserved younger brother, could never say.

A large pot of golden ingots, various small Lego models, interesting mini paper books, the latest mobile phones and luxury car models...

Tang Jiao laid out each item one by one and introduced them carefully.

"These Lego pieces were put together by Xiao Jingchuan himself. They are very popular recently, but they are not easy to buy."

"There are also these candies. Xiao Jingchuan said you like to eat them very much. I didn't know that before and was not prepared. Has my sister been greedy in the past few years? Don't blame me. You brought a lot of them this time."

A large box of chubby candies was placed closest to the tombstone.

Tang Jiao came closer, covered his mouth and whispered, "Sister Xiaoqing, Xiao Jingchuan misses you, he is just embarrassed to say it."

Xiao Jingchuan lowered his eyes and looked at the snacks and toys scattered all over the floor, the cold tombstone, and the girl with a sweet smile chatting with his sister like best friends.

The coldness and suffocation that still remained in my heart seemed to have melted away silently.

In the past few years when the Xiao family went abroad, it was Tang Jiao who came to pay homage to Xiao Qing every year.

On this day four years ago, Qiao Sen told Xiao Jingchuan the news.

Lin Xiaopei looked at her daughter's tombstone in the photo, and Tang Jiao, who was alone in black and squatting on the ground lighting incense and candles, covering her mouth and sobbing bitterly.

Tang Jiao stood up, gently held Xiao Jingchuan's arm, looked at the photo on the monument and said:

"Sister Xiaoqing, Xiao's father and Xiao's mother are all very good. They will come back to see you next year. We are coming together in a large group, so don't be upset."

Xiao Jingchuan smiled lowly, "She doesn't mind it, she is the most popular one."

The two stood hand in hand in front of Xiao Qing's tombstone and talked a lot, although it was mostly Tang Jiao who was talking.

Before leaving, Xiao Jingchuan looked deeply at Xiao Qing on the tombstone and said in a deep voice:

"Wait a little longer, and I will make him fully atone for his sins."

After being outside in the snow and freezing cold for more than two hours, I suddenly returned to the warmth of the car.

Tang Jiao's teeth were chattering.

Xiao Jingchuan turned up the heating in the car, picked up a blanket and wrapped it around Tang Jiao, covering her hands and rubbing them.

Tang Jiao looked at Xiao Jingchuan with slightly lowered eyebrows and a somewhat gloomy expression, knowing in his heart that he was thinking a lot because of the last words he said.

Her boy has endured too much self-blame and pain for too long since he was 7 years old, and it was only then that his high-functioning emotional disorder became violent and uncontrollable.

Tang Jiao's eyes moved to Xiao Jingchuan's chest. He was wearing a black cashmere sweater and had a slight bulge under his collarbone.

Her eyes moved, she looked at Xiao Jingchuan who was concentrating on warming her hands, and she spoke softly:

"Xiao Jingchuan."

"——I want to confess something to you."

Xiao Jingchuan paused, looked up at her, and smiled slightly:

"What are you talking about so seriously?"

Tang Jiao smiled softly and reached out to his neck.

His thin fingers hooked the dark brown and black knotted rope necklace and pulled out the black Tan Dzi bead with the totem hidden under the skirt.

Xiao Jingchuan looked down at her movements without moving, with an unclear expression.

"Remember when I said that a sister gave this to me ten years ago?"

Tang Jiao spoke softly, with a faint smile on his lips.

Xiao Jingchuan's doubtful black eyes widened little by little as she spoke.

"Yes, it was given to me by Sister Xiaoqing."

Tang Jiao smiled softly and put an end to the ridiculous speculation that arose in Xiao Jingchuan's mind.

"Disasters are eliminated, compassion increases, and luck is fulfilled."

Touching the totem that was faintly glowing with radiant white jade fingers, Tang Jiao whispered word by word the meaning of this extremely pure Tibetan nine-eyed dzi bead.

"The blessing that Sister Xiaoqing gave me accidentally, after a long time, fell on her dearest brother~"

Xiao Jingchuan's deep eyes were stunned, and there was a faint glimmer of water in his eyes.

"...Jiaojiao, you mean..."

Tang Jiao held Xiao Jingchuan's hand and pressed the dzi bead hanging around his neck into his palm.

"When I was 6 years old, I was playful and sneaked into the VIP ward in the hospital."

"Sister Xiaoqing was a little thin at that time, but her smile was very beautiful, like a fairy. I secretly went to see her a few times. She may have seen me cute and talked to me."