Chapter 1727 (1/2)
Although the purple leaf Bodhi had already withered, the little girl's habits remained unchanged.
She still likes to tell Zizi about her worries and gossip.
But, unlike at first, she said ”say” instead of ”write.”.
Like the last portrait, she wrote down everything that happened around her, put it in a box and buried it in the ground.
She hopes that one day, when Zizi wakes up from her hibernation, she can see every word she says.
As time flies by, eight years have passed.
When the little girl finally grows into a beautiful girl.
Purple leaf Bodhi still did not wake up from ”hibernation”.
”Zizi, I'm leaving the eight wasteland. I hope you'll be taller than me when I come back.”
For the last time, the girl dug up the soil in front of the dead wood and put a letter in the box.
Her back, disappeared in the dazzling sunshine, the sky, a touch of blue.
After the girl left, the garden was gradually deserted and overgrown with weeds.
It is several years in a flash. In the spring of one year, when the warm spring breeze blows through the no-one's garden, a tender green branch and leaf grows in front of the withered purple leaf Bodhi wood.
The branches and leaves grew faster and faster. In a day and night, that section of dead wood had already lost its vitality, and suddenly grew a towering tree.
Golden branches and purple leaves block the sun.
Only hear a hawk sound, clear sky, there is an eagle flying by.
One hand, long and powerful, belongs to the young man's hand and turns over the soil in front of the tree.
The box carrying the countless memories of the little girl from a child to a city girl was taken out.
The box was filled with all kinds of letters.
The handwriting on it has changed from immature to elegant. The only thing that remains unchanged is that every letter begins with the word ”purple”.
In the first year, the little girl wrote only one sentence over and over again.
”Purple purple, when will you wake up from hibernation and the moon will miss you.”
The next year, the little girl knew more words, and the content of the letter gradually increased.
”Zizi, my mother has a baby. I'm going to be a sister soon.”
”Zizi, I don't climb trees any more. I don't dig eggs. Dad said, ”if you are a sister, you must set an example.”
The third year.
”Zizi, I have twin brothers. They look like glutinous rice balls with round faces and big eyes. The cool one is called ah RI, and the one who likes crying is called a-guang
”Purple, I went to the underworld again. Ganniang gave birth to a pair of lovely twins
”I met a cool ghost in the underworld, cooler than my godfather
The fourth year.
”A Guang and ah RI are getting bigger and bigger, and they are very sticky to me. I can only come to see you secretly.”
The fifth year.
”Zizi, I finally got the news from brother Jiuye. His eyes have been cured. He doesn't seem to remember me (disappointed). Did I tell you about brother Jiuye? ”
The sixth year.
”Zizi, ah RI and a Guang always like to fight. Her mother was angry, so she asked her father to send ah RI to the military camp, and to send a Guang to futu Tian to learn medicine. I can't bear to part with them. ”
The seventh year.
”Zizi, I'm the only one left in the eight wasteland palace. A Guang and a ri are gone. Why don't you come back? I'm alone
The eighth year.
”Zizi, I met brother Jiuye again. I seem to like him. It's like my father likes his mother. I want to find him... ”
The letters fell to the ground.
The word ”like” is particularly dazzling.
It was the last letter, since then, never since.
The purple hall is standing there quietly.