The girl had memorized my words. I, however, had forgotten ......
I was born with her in a very secluded valley. It was winter time, and two very clear baby cries echoed throughout the valley. This valley is located in the gap of the Taihang Mountains, surrounded by emerald green, cloudy. The valley was very secluded because it was inhabited by only two families, one surnamed Chen, the family where I was born, and the other surnamed Meng, her family. We were both born on the same day, and also a baby boy and a baby girl, both parents will be for us to be privately fixed for life, as early as in-laws. She and I grew up as childhood sweethearts, and I was her husband and she was my wife, both things we were convinced were true.
She was born with a small red mole in the center of her eyebrow, and her white face made people feel more lovely and intelligent. When her mother was pregnant with her, she liked to thread the autumn ripe red beans one by one, so her mother always wondered if the red mole was the red bean that she had shed on her daughter's face. My parents often stood in the yard and jokingly said to her mother: "You like red beans so much why don't you just name your baby red beans!" Her mother laughed and liked the name with the meaning of red mole, so her mother softened her name some more. Red beans are born in the south, and in spring they sprout a few branches. May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick. From then on her name was: Acacia.
Iron Horse, is my name, because my parents feel that I will be the backbone of the family, but also will be the master of this silent valley, so they gave me the name of this steel key. I love to hear my name called from Acacia's mouth, a line of Iron Horse called me so happily every time I responded.
I often held Acacia's hand and played in the Taihang Mountains, but we didn't dare to run too far because the mountains were so big and we were so small. I remember once we got separated in the mountains, and I went to pick the fruit she wanted to eat, and she sat on a rock and waited for me. She waited for half a day without seeing me, so she started looking for me. When I pocketed the fruit in my clothes and returned to the place where she was waiting for me, I couldn't find her either. I panicked, threw the fruit all over the place, and frantically searched for her. I searched and searched, searching for her voice and distinguishing where she would go. Then we finally met, but the sun went down and we were forced to stay in the mountains because we couldn't see our way home.
That was an unforgettable night, and for the first time I had the feeling of growing up, and I wrapped Acacia in my arms with my childish arms, and I said to Acacia, "If one day you cannot find me, don't ever leave again, stay where you are and wait for me, and make sure you wait until I come back, and I will come back to find you." Acacia cried and nodded, burying her head in my tiny chest. Then I felt that I was Acacia's dependence, Acacia could not leave me, and I could not lose Acacia.
We grew up like this, together, in the Taihang Mountains. When she turned into a beautiful and delicate young girl, I began to find that I could not remain so childish, to be like my name, I am the Iron Horse, I am the backbone, I am, Acacia's future husband.
So I decided that I would venture out into the depths of the Taihang Mountains to see the world unknown to us. My adventure unfolded with the tacit approval of my family, and Acacia argued her temper and insisted on going out with me. Her parents were worried sick about her, and I forbade her to follow me into the mountains. But that night, she cried, I suddenly felt that her tears followed the red mole on her brow mirror up, is so miserable, looking at people will be heartbroken. She said to me with tears in her eyes, "Tie Ma, no matter how bitter the place you are going to be, Acacia will follow Tie Ma, because Tie Ma is the person Acacia loves. Acacia can't leave Iron Horse, Iron Horse is Acacia's dependence."
I tightly gathered the tender Acacia into my chest, because Acacia's words reminded me of the feeling I had that night in my childhood: I am Acacia's reliance, Acacia can't leave me, and I can't lose Acacia. I smiled and kissed the red mole on Acacia's brow with my lips, and I said to her, "Acacia, I must make my chest wider, I want to make you feel that Acacia's reliance is so strong and warm." Acacia smiled, and in my arms, Acacia and I sat for the entire night.
When the sun filled the valley again the next day, we set out. We did not wake our sleeping parents, for parting was so cruel in their eyes. Holding hands with Acacia, I skirted around the places we used to play in our childhood and began to run towards the deep mountains of Surayu, where we had always been afraid to venture.
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The morning sun all of a sudden from the trees that thick branches and leaves through, the wind blew, the leaves rustle move, found that the sun also naughty move up, shining in the face like a genie in the dance. I woke up, and so did Acacia. The fire on the ground has been extinguished, Acacia found some firewood to continue to build a fire, and I, as usual, not far to pick some wild fruit as our breakfast. The mountains are very rich in wild fruits, and I picked a lot of them in a short time. As I was about to leave, I realized that a white rabbit was running behind me towards a bush in front of me. On second thought, I thought that this white rabbit Acacia must like it, so I immediately chased after it. The white rabbit saw someone behind her ran faster, fearful of the east to dodge the west scurrying, and finally, there is no way to escape the white rabbit actually looked at me, put up his ears and looked at me nervously. I understand in my heart, this white rabbit must be trying to enemy move I move it! Want to catch her, the only way to come by surprise, I smiled triumphantly, Acacia if she held her in her arms will be very happy. So, thinking about it I darted forward in a pounce. But how do you know, the white rabbit jumped away, and I, but I do not know the white rabbit behind the clumps of trees, is actually a cliff. After a very fast fall, I was lying on the rock stained with my blood. When the pupils of my eyes can still see the last trace of light, I actually saw, that white rabbit's vermilion eyes, that eyes, that eyes remind me of that acacia brow of the exquisite red mole. That was our vow, that was our love. So my heart ached even more, I moved my fingers, which had been broken several knuckles, and gently spat out two words with lips that were already stiff and numb: "Acacia ...... Si!"
When I was once again conscious, I had been turned back into an infant. The past life dot as if cut off, can not think of, also lazy to think, the reason is very simple, the past life did not leave any pieces to me, I only know that I want to grow up, I can grow up, from an infant to grow up. So, I was in the arms of my parents, enjoying all the warmth they gave me as a baby. I loved them so much that I began to smile at them when they picked me up. I believed that as a baby, I was doing my duty, and, I was good.
The woods in the park; the pond in the field; the broken sneakers on the windowsill; the butterflies that landed on the flowers; the monsters carved into the desk; the basketballs exposed to the sun. It was like sitting in a time machine, and I admit, I grew up. I made it through high school, college, and took those times with me, started working, and then, met my girlfriend. I was thirty years old by then. After my wife and I were married in a church, the honeymoon began. We chose a place for our honeymoon that both of us had been longing for, and it's a little funny now that I think about it, but it was - the Taihang Mountains.
My wife and I walked hand in hand on the scenic mountain road, we are young, we love each other, we run, we shouted. Like two young eagles, flying freely in the sky. It was like a similar experience, the feeling came to me again and again, and I still couldn't figure it out. The guide walked beside us and introduced us to some of the beautiful scenery along the way. My wife was nodding her head, looking left and right and rejoicing. I was fascinated by a tree full of red beans growing in a clearing. This tree is not tall, the bark of the tree vicissitudes attached to the trunk, looks so melancholy. The verdant foliage was so thick that it blocked out a small patch of sunlight from the sun. The ripe red beans were blown by the wind and appeared in the leaves, as if they were my memories, but also as if they were my sins, all at once flashing, all at once buried. I stood dumbfounded, my wife came over, picked a red bean down, the branch shook, my heart actually inexplicably hurt a little. The wife looked at the red bean in her hand, and brought it to me, smiling, "Tie Ma, and the red mole on your palm seems like oh!"
I stretched my hand out in silence, and my wife placed the red bean right in the center of my palm, mirroring a small round vermillion mole in my hand. A trace of wind blew my hair, blowing the red beans in my hand collided with the red mole in my hand. I looked at the red mole in my hand, and for thirty years, it seemed as if I had never paid any attention to it, but today, I had a strange feeling: I was her dependence, she could not leave me, and I could not lose her. But who is she? I listened to the guide on the sidelines, this is the famous red bean, this tree is the Acacia tree. Acacia, my body for a shock. I found that I was a little dizzy, so I held on to this Acacia tree in front of me at once.
The wife held me together and sat on a stone next to the Acacia tree, I fell asleep, in my sleep, I dreamed of a young girl standing in the Acacia tree there. The girl looked up, two lines of tears reflecting the red mole in the center of the eyebrow, looking at me sadly. My heart broke without reason, and I staggered backward a few steps, listening to my guilty heart. What was wrong with me: "Who are you?" I looked at the young girl in front of me in confusion, my heart twisting inexplicably.
The maiden wept, weeping with joy mixed with sorrow: "Acacia has finally waited for the Iron Horse, the Iron Horse has finally come to seek Acacia right?" The sultry eyes were filled with hundreds of years of miserable waiting, and the hot tears rolling down her face were deep with emotion because of today's reunion.
But I stood there mute, forgetting, all forgotten, unable to recall, still unable to recall. Acacia, I asked myself sorrowfully to my mind: do you remember her? The mind is silent, I asked again: she has been waiting for me you know? The mind just slightly rippled. I looked at her woodenly, my eyes filled with a terrible and cold strangeness for her: "Acacia? Why did you wait for me!"
Acacia lowered her head as she said, "Because Tiema said that he would give me a broad shoulder to lean on. But Iron Horse you forgot about me didn't you? In fact, sometimes I wonder why I have to wait for you, why I even die to turn into an Acacia tree to wait for you here. It's been more than a hundred years, I've never taken half a step away, because Iron Horse said that I should wait right where I am, you said I would wait until you came back, so I waited and waited. Really, Iron Horse didn't lie to me, Iron Horse really came looking for me. But, Acacia also know, in the heart of the iron horse no longer have Acacia. From the time Iron Horse's wife picked that one red bean, Iron Horse no longer belonged to Acacia."
Acacia raised her head sadly and looked at me, my eyes were so disturbed, everything Acacia said was like a dream to me, but I couldn't melt into it. I looked at the small vermilion mole on her brow, it was so similar to the one in my own hand, was she ever my favorite woman? Why is it that as soon as I see this red mole, I feel an overwhelming sense of guilt. The bottom of my eyes swirled with tears for a moment, and Acacia reached out her hand to caress my cheeks: ''Iron Horse, I have waited for you, and you have met Acacia. Although Iron Horse can't remember Acacia, Acacia doesn't complain. Acacia is leaving, Acacia is thinking that sometimes forgetting is not a bad thing ......," I cried, Acacia smiled and wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes with her hand. I watched through my tears as the red mole on her brow gradually turned into that red bean on the Acacia tree.
A dream passed, my heart like a negative stone, perhaps I really negative a woman who loves me. I sat up, my wife looked at me nervously. I used my hand to wipe the tears that just flowed from the corner of my eye, the tears of the overseas magpie mold vermiculite knocked asked quietly cigar annoyed comparable to small? /P>
So I spent the entire rest of my life thinking about it, trying to figure out how to get myself to find the lost memories of that past life. But no, still nothing. I began to sink into it, spending my days looking at the red mole on my palm, as well as thinking about the woman called Acacia. My wife married another man when I was thirty-three years old, and I didn't blame her because I knew I was too indifferent to her, and I didn't fulfill my responsibility as a husband. Sooner or later she would have gone crazy following such a man who spent all his time studying past lives. Since the day I divorced her, I have been running to the Taihang Mountains all day long to find the Acacia tree, which has long since turned into a dead tree, and since that day when I met her in my past life, the tree has been withering at an accelerated rate. Watching a red bean that lost its water fall down, I became more convinced that the story of her and her past life was true.
What have I betrayed her for? Why did she wait for me for hundreds of years? This question, which I had spent the whole second half of my life thinking about, did not come to me until I took my last breath. When the past is so clear in front of their own eyes, I was stunned: the original my wife is actually before I fell off the cliff to catch that little rabbit. It turned out that my favorite Acacia, since that day I lost my footing and fell to my death at the bottom of the cliff, she has been staying there waiting for me, until the death also never left, she remembered, she firmly remembered, I had said to her: if one day, you can not find me, do not leave again, stay in the same place and wait for me, must wait for me to come back, and I will come back to look for you. God, this sentence of mine actually made her wait for me for a hundred years, and I actually forgot her for a hundred years. I still remember the last words she said when she left: sometimes forgetting is not a bad thing. But I really forgot Acacia, my guilt by like a big hand, tightening my heart to death. I began to frantically search in the netherworld, I want to tell Acacia, their own sins are so heavy, I even negative her, I even forgot her, I even let her wait a hundred years for me.
But I didn't find it, there is no such person as Meng Xiangsi in the netherworld. My heart was gray, Acacia, do you really not want me to find you again? On that day, I was escorted to the Naiho Bridge by the ghosts. I was going to be reincarnated, and I swore once again that I would never drink Mona's soup again, because I would keep Acacia in my heart, and I would not forget her again. Standing in front of the Mona, I cried. As I watched Meng pass her soup to me, I shouted, "No, I won't drink it, I've already forgotten Acacia once, I can't forget her again, I owe her too much, so I'm going to look for him, and after I'm reincarnated, I'm going to continue to look for him, and look for her all the time, I'm going to be with her, I can't afford to lose Acacia. " The tears flowed into the soup in front of me, creating a ripple in the soup.
Menma held her soup,calmly said, "Forget it,forget it,sometimes forgetting is not a bad thing."
Suddenly, my body hurt as if it had been hit by a stone, Meng's words were actually the same as Acacia's, could it be, could it be, that Meng was Meng Acacia? I looked at her in disbelief. Seeing no reaction from me in front of her, Meng raised her head and looked at me.
A small vermilion mole was embedded right in the center of her eyebrow, reflecting on her fair face. I remembered that if her eyes were streaming with tears, it would be heartbreaking to look at. But, at this moment, her eyes, which were originally flowing with tears, were filled with fallen strangeness.
I called out softly, "Acacia? Is it really you? Why are you here, I remembered you. You know what? Great, you can be together, I finally ...... found you!"
"Forget it! Forget it! Sometimes forgetting isn't such a bad thing." Acacia said mechanically, her eyes looking at me flatly. And my joy froze on my face like that, my already excited mood gradually fell to the freezing point again, what happened to Acacia, did, did she forget about me? She should be happy to run into my arms is right, what's wrong, what's wrong, what's wrong with Acacia? Could it be? Could it be that Acacia drank this soup? She also chose to forget? I didn't dare to think any further and knocked the bowl of soup in Meng's hand to the ground.
The soup spilled all over the place, I took a few steps back and looked at her with heartache, "Acacia? You, you forgot about me? You drank this soup?"
Acacia didn't pay any attention to me, she just lowered her head and ladled another bowl of soup, "Forget it, forget it, sometimes forgetting isn't a bad thing."
My mind burned for a moment, Acacia had really forgotten me, just like I had forgotten her in the first place, I finally got a real understanding of how Acacia's heart ached when I forgot her in the first place, so Acacia, after all, chose to forget. I watched as Acacia handed the bowl of soup in her hand to me once again, and her mouth kept saying those words, "Forget it, forget it!"
With tears in my eyes, I looked at her, at the red mole on Acacia's brow, and I asked her in a throat-burning voice, "Acacia? Are you really telling me to forget about you?"
Acacia looked at me woodenly, like she does with all ghosts, and said, "Forget it, forget it!"
I nodded, "May I kiss the red mole on your brow?"
Acacia froze for a long moment, and closed her eyes. I brought my lips together and pressed them firmly against her red mole. That red mole, ah, I once again felt my long-standing proof: I am Acacia's dependence, Acacia can not leave me, and I can not lose Acacia. This is my oath, this is my love with Acacia. But, now, it was as if this vow had become so fragile and unbearable in the face of oblivion. I raised my head, childhood her tender voice seems to be still wrapped around the ear: "Tie Ma, no matter how bitter the place you want to go, Acacia will follow the Tie Ma together, because Tie Ma is the person Acacia loves. Acacia can't leave Iron Horse, Iron Horse is Acacia's dependence."
I smiled bitterly and heard Acacia say, "Forget it! Forget it!"
I picked up the bowl of soup and spoke softly, "I had told Acacia, that I, was Acacia's reliance, that Acacia could not leave me, and that I could not lose Acacia. But I, however, really lost her." After saying this I passed the soup to my mouth and listened over and over again to Acacia's repeated, "Forget it! Forget it ......"
I poured the soup into my mouth in one go, mixing it with tears and pouring my heart into smithereens. Goodbye, my favorite Acacia, from now on, Iron Horse is no longer Acacia's dependence, Iron Horse will never be with Acacia again ......
Iron Horse, no matter how bitter the place where you want to go, Acacia have to follow the Iron Horse to go together, because the Iron Horse is the person that Acacia loves. Acacia can not leave the Iron Horse, the Iron Horse is Acacia's reliance ......
I recalled what Acacia had said before, and my sorrowful heart gradually became blurred.
Mumbo collected her empty soup bowl and continued to stand there, while I gazed at the red mole on her head in mute disbelief, it's over, it's all over, our vows, our love.
I turned longitudinally to the yang, the wind blew the remaining tears on my face, as if they were my memories, which no longer belong to me, drained and forgotten ......
Behind me, Meng continued to scoop up a bowl of soup and drank it alone, tears from the corners of her eyes flowed into the soup flooding a shimmering... ...
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A long, long time ago, I once said to a girl: If one day, you can not find me, do not leave again, stay where you are and wait for me, be sure to wait until I come back, and I will definitely come back to find you.
The girl had memorized my words. But I, however, had forgotten.
Later, the girl, too, chose to forget ......