Give you a spring

Today is the seventh day of July, which happens to be Pingwei's first seven days.

Everyone in Yu An knew about this, and they all brought Ming papers and copper basins to Ping Wei's house to burn, but at this time the door of this house was closed - because He Zhou hadn't accepted the death of his beloved. thing.

He locked himself in Pingwei's room, stubbornly wiping Pingwei's body over and over again.

Seven days had passed, and the corpses were beginning to rot and stink.

The room was full of bad smell.

However, He Zhou sat inside as if nothing happened,

He kissed his body and called his name, his eyes were red, and his dry throat was crying so hard that he could only make a hoarse monotone.

He didn't know how Ping Wei died, that day was a very ordinary day, the two of them had dinner at home, Ping Wei sat on a chair to rest, He Zhou took the dishes and chopsticks to wash, and then came back without breathing.

"Come back to life... come back to life, okay?" He Zhou kissed him on the lips, begging helplessly, "Let me do whatever... as long as you can open your eyes... look again See how I am?"

But no matter how close he was, his Pingwei would never respond to him again.

The other party's cold body was no longer warm to the touch.

He Zhou took off his clothes and put the corpse on the bed into his arms. His eyes were empty, as if he had lost the only light in his world. .How could you leave me..."

He cried out in despair, huddled in the corner and buried his head into the flat shoulders and neck in his arms.

"I know you won't leave me, you just fell asleep...right? You love me so much...how can you leave me..."

"I won't let you go...you will always be with me."

The man who was already insane on the bed cried out.

Many people surrounded their house all the time, and everyone was very worried about He Zhou, but no matter how hard they knocked on the door, no one answered, so everyone gradually dispersed, leaving the food in front of the courtyard.

Time flies, half a month has passed.

He Zhou lost a lot of weight, almost skinny. He was still in the room, and the stench of corpses became stronger.

He was still wiping Pingwei's body, and the rot was getting deeper and deeper, and even bugs began to appear faintly, but He Zhou didn't care at all.

He hugged him every day and every night, kissed him as if he was still alive, talked to him, and kissed him.Everyone said he was crazy, but what's wrong with that, he would never bury the other party in the soil, he wanted to be with him forever.

He Zhou kissed his face obsessively, and said softly.

"I miss you so much...."

"It's not that we're going to live together until we're 80 years old, please...wake up please...don't leave me..."

"I'm so lonely here by myself...Pingwei...please..."

He Zhou broke down and cried out, tears streaming down his face.

A year has passed.

People in the town gradually got used to Pingwei's departure, no one came to his other courtyard, and everyone avoided talking about He Zhou, even forbidding their own children to approach that courtyard.

But one day a few children were playful, and came to this wild and grassy house, saying they wanted to explore.

It was already evening at that time, and there was only a faint lamp inside.

So they saw... a man who was too skinny to hold a skeleton, and kept dropping kisses one after another.

So cherished... as if it was the love of my life.

The children were terrified and ran away screaming.

He Zhou inside seemed to have never heard of it. He felt that his time was running out, and looked at the skeleton in his arms with a smile.

"I am really happy...."

"Finally coming to find you."

"I don't know if you in front of the King of Hell's Palace are still waiting for me."

"I love you...Even if you forget me, you will definitely...follow me in your next life."