Chapter 893

"Cherry snow festival?"

While eating, Gao Cheng visited aunt Jimei's husband, who was not in good health. Suddenly, he heard that the village was going to hold a festival.

"Yes, the day after tomorrow," aunt Jimei said with a smile as she helped Xiao AI to add food. "Originally, he was going to help too. It was a festival that lasted for 300 years in this village."

"But why is it called cherry snow festival?" Gao Cheng asked strangely.

"It's different here from Tokyo," aunt Jimei said with a soft smile. "The blooming cherry blossoms will be covered with a layer of snow

"From April 21 to 25 every year, there is a spring snow at about 6 a.m. in this village. This phenomenon has lasted for more than 300 years..."

"And every time it snows for an hour, and then it rains. The morning of these five days is always like this, so the village has always believed in the mountain god, the sea god and the snow God at the same time," said Jimei's husband with a weak cough. "If the time is not urgent, you can go to see the cherry snow festival which has a history of 300 years the day after tomorrow..."

"I'll go."

Gao Cheng thinks about Tokyo.

There is no work in the office. It doesn't matter if I stay a few more days. It doesn't matter if I ask for a day off.

Spring snow covered with cherry blossoms is a rare sight

"Right? Xiao AI... "

Gao Cheng looks forward to looking to the side, but fails to find Xiao AI immediately.

"Eh?"

"Xiao AI has finished eating and returned to her room." Aunt Jimei gave Gao Chengsheng a bowl of soup.

“……”

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In the official cherry blossom season, on the way from the village to the temple on the mountain, there are cherry petals floating in the wind everywhere.

Under the blooming cherry blossoms, a funeral team leaves the village. The silence adds a bit of sadness. A relative in front of him, a woman in black funeral dress, holds a portrait of a young girl in bloom. In the photo, the girl smiles sweetly, as if she is still alive.

Gao Chengji stands next to a cherry tree and watches the team pass by. His strange face immediately attracts the attention of several high school students behind the team. The small high school students are inside.

"Ah, that man!" The little man was surprised.

"Xiaozhu, do you know him?"

A few girls on the side accidentally look at Gao Cheng, who is quiet in the petal rain. He is a teenager he has never seen before, giving people a totally different feeling.

Standing under the cherry tree like that, it's like a person in another world

"Ah, well," the little man said softly, not daring to look at Gao Cheng with his head down. "It seems that someone who came with me may have come to visit relatives."

"From Tokyo..."

According to the custom handed down from ancient times in the village, the girl's body is placed in a coffin full of flowers and placed in the temple for one night. On the body are three dart like "up arrow", representing sea god, Mountain God and snow God.

It is said that the souls of the dead will be taken to another world by the three gods who bless the village.

A group of students in the temple for the final farewell of students, mood is still quite low.

Death should not be borne by this age. The death of a classmate has deeply stimulated the high school students who didn't have much concept of death in the past.

"The day after tomorrow is the cherry snow festival which has lasted for 300 years. Mingming's spring food has been looking forward to it all the time..."

"Yes "How about going to Xueying junior high school? After Xiaozhu moved to Tokyo, he didn't come back for a long time. "

"Good."

Gao Cheng just strolls around the village. By the way, he has a look at the cherry blossoms in full bloom on the mountain. He happens to see Xueying junior high school nearby, just across the Xueying River from the village.

In this way, Xueying village should have been prosperous before, because I heard that there was a Xueying high school, although there were fewer and fewer students.

Today's funeral is held by the students of Xueying high school.

"The school is the same as before." The little high school student followed his companions back to junior high school with a nostalgic look on his face. "If only he hadn't moved to Tokyo at the beginning, he would have stayed here with us all the time, junior high school, senior high school..."

"What are you talking about?" A beautiful girl with straight hair said with a smile, "why do you think it's better to stay in such a village all the time? If I can, I'd like to exchange it with Xiaozhu. "

"Why?"

The little high school student noticed Gao Cheng again, standing alone in the middle of the playground, looking at the classroom, as if in a daze.

"It's the child again..." straight haired girl murmurs and looks at Gao Cheng.

A person, looks strange lonely.

"Shall we call him together?" A lively girl suggested, "it's too pitiful to be alone."

"Yes, make friends with him."

"But is that all right? Although they are all from Tokyo, they seem totally different from Xiaozhu... "

Gao Cheng at the tip of his ear in front of him heard a group of students talking to themselves.

Does he look pathetic? It's just a walk after dinner... "Are you the classmate of the girl who died?" Gao Cheng turned back and asked, "is she really suicidal?"“ "Ah?" Several students, including the little one, were stunned at the same time“ Sorry, because of some reasons, I care... "Gao Cheng responded and explained with a wry smile“ It seems that there are always homicide cases in the places I pass by, so... "So it is!" The little man looked suddenly, and nodded with understanding and sympathy“ That's why there are no friends. If you don't mind, you can join us. You're here to visit relatives, right? "“ Er... I live in aunt Jimei's house, but I'll go back to Tokyo after seeing Sakura Snow Festival. " Gao Cheng scratched his hair. Aunt Jimei is also half of his family. It's no problem to visit them“ Ah, "a girl whispered," it's from Tokyo, a high school student in Tokyo! "“ High school students Gao Cheng looks at a loss. Before he explains clearly, several girls gather around and ask questions about Tokyo. Most of them are about Tokyo. These students who have not yet entered the society seem to have a lot of illusions about Tokyo“ Really, "the little man wiped his nose depressed," I came back from Tokyo, too. Why don't you ask me? " Next to the short hair sports boy said with a smile: "probably after five years, you still look the same, not changed at all."“ Of course, it's only five years. I've spent all my time reading... "The little man looked at the girls and other classmates who surrounded Gao Cheng. But everyone who stayed in the village has changed a lot... Yuzhu, who used to aspire to become a professional guitarist, often has to help the fisherman's father. Now his slender hands are as rough as the Seamen's fingers, and he has little time to play guitar. Other people have changed more or less. The ordinary girl with straight hair now dresses herself up and yearns for Tokyo. Spring cuisine, which used to dream of becoming a painter, also... "So," Gao Cheng's voice wakes up the little man, "is spring cuisine really suicidal?"“ Yes, "several girls said with a restrained smile," she left a suicide note with traces of tears, and it was her handwriting... "It was evening when she returned to Aunt Jimei's home. Finally, Gao Cheng failed to explain his identity clearly, and was completely taken as a high school student from Tokyo who had no friends“ Well, "Gao Cheng thought for a moment, propping his chin, and then asked Xiao AI, who had already got into the bed on the side," do I look very immature? Mingming has already graduated from high school... "Xiao AI, with calm eyelids and yawning, said sleepily," I'm going to learn crafts from my aunt tomorrow. Take your time to think about it. "“ Hello... "