"Uncle Ning, I am a classmate of Guangming, do you remember?" Ning Youguang squatted next to Shi Wangyue, took out a plate of roast chicken from the basket and placed it gently in front of Shitingsong's tomb, "I am with the baby now.
Let’s get together.”
"Being together means that we are lovers and family." Her voice was gentle and soft, just like the tone she used when talking to Shi Tingsong when she was a child. "We are very, very good, even better than when we were children.
Well, do you like us doing this?"
Shi Wangyue lowered her head, her eyes were slightly red, but her heart felt like petals were blooming, layer by layer, warm and hot.
His throat was so choked that he could not speak. His original squatting position was changed to kneeling on the ground.
Ning Youguang changed his kneeling posture.
However, her mood was still as calm as a gentle wind, and she was still talking softly to Shiting, "Uncle, the weather is nice today, have you seen it?"
Except for them, there were no other people on the whole mountain. The clear chirping of birds came from the air, the sound was ethereal and pleasant.
"We miss you very much, so we came to see you. Do you miss us?" Ning Youguang said slowly, "You miss us, you can come and play in our dreams, you know?"
After a long silence, Shi Wangyue spoke up again, "I don't know what's wrong, but suddenly I feel empty in my heart."
Ning Youguang turned around and held the depressed Shi Wangyue's hand in his palm, "Is it difficult?"
"No." Shi Wangyue slowly shook his head, "I'm actually a little happy, because you are by my side now."
"It's normal to be in a bad mood now." Ning Youguang hugged him gently, "April is the Qingming Festival, and everything becomes thoughtful."
, when the smoke clears and the rain clears, the moon is bright and the wind is clear.
"In all these years, I have never dreamed about dad once." Shi Wangyue said in a long voice, "Where will he go?"
"He is in your heart." Ning Youguang said in a gentle voice, "Your love and longing make him live forever in your heart."
…
The sky is clear and the earth is bright, and everything is shining with brilliance.
Looking closely, everything in front of you can be seen so clearly.
White clouds float and the grass is green.
noon.
Shi Wangyue and Ning Youguang sat in front of Shi Tingsong's tomb and had a simple lunch of sandwiches and mineral water.
"I seem to understand why many people in Europe like to go to cemeteries." Ning Youguang swallowed a mouthful of sandwich.
"Why?" Shi Wangyue unscrewed the mineral water in his hand and closed it again.
"I find that cemeteries have a special beauty and the power to make people calm." Ning Youguang said, "No wonder many practitioners and artists like to go to cemeteries to find inspiration."
"It's really quiet." Shi Wangyue raised her head and looked around.
"If we have a chance in the future, let's go to India's Shyam Forest together." Ning Youguang's mind was filled with delusions.
"OK."
Shi Wangyue never refuses her invitation.
…
When Ning Youguang and Shi Wangyue returned to the city from the cemetery.
The sky is overflowing with rays of light, and the city is covered with brocade.
When they opened the taxi door, catkins flew across the city.
A piece of Pingtan Kun Opera came from the street——
"...Kappa poles swinging long boats across ancient times
Raindrops on the eaves
Smoke curls up from the kitchen
Where are you who are wandering around like a fool?
…”
The two of them held hands and slowed down their pace home. Listening to the song "Qingming Repaying a Friend" that they had heard since childhood, they silently felt the slight nostalgia and strong emotions evoked by this song.1314