When Xiang Que and Chen Xia entered their seventies, most of their relatives had gradually left. It is normal for people to leave when they are old. Every separation means the gradual rise of sadness. As time goes by,
People will also gradually get used to the sadness of parting.
The sun rises in the East China Sea and sets in the West Mountain. There is a day of sorrow and a day of joy. Once the habit becomes natural, it will be fine.
In their later years, Xiang Que and Chen Xia lived in seclusion in the Tang family mansion. All the nannies and employees were fired. There were only two people living in the huge mansion. They sat on rocking chairs and basked in the sun in their spare time every day. A piece of the backyard was opened.
Occasionally, I would work in the vegetable field when I felt like it. Xiang Zheng and Wanwan would bring their juniors to visit them every now and then, maybe two or three times a year.
Xiang Quehui spent a few days together with Fatty Wang and Wang Kunlun. Naturally, he didn't drink too much and just had a few drinks. It should have been a long day, but it was also quiet in the blink of an eye and when he closed his eyes.
has passed away.
This is probably what we call family happiness!
A few years later, Wang Xuanzhen and Wang Kunlun also returned to their ashes. Xiang Que did not attend their funerals. He just sat alone at home with a pot of wine and three glasses. Drink one cup and pour two cups.
, To pay homage to our former relatives and brothers, we don’t necessarily have to do anything formally, it’s enough to have it in our heart.
When Wang Xuanzhen and Wang Kunlun died, Chen Xia kept holding Xiang Que's arm and accompanying him, saying some words of comfort such as asking to look away. Every time Xiang Que heard this, he would smile and say, they might as well leave first.
After I gradually get used to it, you will leave one day sooner or later, but by then I may feel better and the habit will become natural.
Chen Xia laughed at that time, leaned on Xiang Que's shoulder and said, "If you really think so, then I'll be relieved."
There was once a story that goes something like this. When a man and woman who love each other get old, the man always advises the woman that you should die first and I will die later. The woman disagrees and says that I will wait until you die.
When they die, they persuade each other to let each other leave them first, because the one who dies later will always be sad for a long time, and the one who dies first will naturally not have this experience.
In this regard, Xiang Que is not too worried about Chen Xia, she will definitely not survive him.
Chen Xia is celebrating his 100th birthday, and the five generations of the Xiang family gathered together in the Chen family mansion. Originally, Chen Xia didn't plan to make a big deal out of it, so she thought it would be fine to just put a cake between the two of them, eat it and chat.
, but Xiang Que did not agree, and said adamantly that she was 100 years old and had to celebrate it properly, so the Chen family mansion was bustling for three days. The two descendants, no matter where they were, all came over on her 100th birthday.
.
After his birthday, the door of the mansion was deserted again. When Xiang Zheng left, he said, "Dad, do you want me to stay with you?"
Xiang Que shook his head and leaned on his shoulder in a low voice and said, "I want to accompany your mother quietly in her last days..."
Xiang Que said firmly: "I was not here when she was born, and I will be with her when she leaves."
As early as more than a month ago, Xiang Que had gradually realized that Chen Xia was losing his vitality. The day that was supposed to come would eventually come. He was prepared but also a little at a loss.
This morning, Xiang Que got up early and went to the kitchen with hunched shoulders. Chen Xia got up a little later. After washing up, she went downstairs and found rice porridge and pickles on the dining table. She and Xiang Que had been married for decades. This
Lazy man cooks for her for the first time.
Chen Xia staggered to the table, picked up bowls and chopsticks and ate rice porridge and pickles. At this age, she had lost the taste of food, but Chen Xia felt that her mouth was filled with sweetness with every bite.
After breakfast, Xiang Que took the initiative to clear away the dishes, then raised his arms and looked outside and said, "The weather is nice, let's go for a walk in the yard."
Chen Xia has been feeling uncomfortable these past few days and rarely goes out. Most of the time she lies in the room, unable to lift her spirits. But for some reason, her spirits are particularly good today. She has eaten two bowls of porridge and rice.
, I also feel very energetic when I speak.
In the Chen family's mansion, two elderly people supported each other and walked in the warm sunshine. Although the spring breeze blew on their faces with a chill, their bodies still felt warm.
The two of them just walked like this and rarely spoke. They had been together for decades. They had almost said everything they wanted to say in these decades. Sometimes there was no need to say anything between two people.
, the relationship has reached this point where we are completely connected.
No matter how vigorous the relationship was, even if it went through landslides and earthquakes, when both of them grow old, they will gradually become dull in their twilight years. It's not that the relationship has faded, but that it has already become a life-or-death dependence.
In the afternoon, Chen Xia felt a little depressed. Xiang Que helped her back to the room. Chen Xia lay on the bed and covered her with a quilt. Then she sat by the bed and quietly watched the man on the bed who had accompanied him for most of the trip.
The old man of the century.
"Am I leaving..." Chen Xia asked softly.
"Well, we're leaving." Xiang Que rubbed her face and asked, "Do you know everything?"
In the past few days, Chen Xia has not been in good spirits. Only this morning she felt a little more cheerful. She has been with Xiang Que for decades. Even if Chen Xia doesn't understand the magic, she is still a bit close to Zhu Zhechi. She can see that today
In this state, I should be back to the light again.
"Then can you say that sentence to me again?" Chen Xia blinked her heavy eyes and said, "I can't bear to leave you, I want to hear that sentence again."
Xiang Que asked: "Which sentence?"
"When did you start falling in love with me?" Chen Xia asked in a weakened voice.
Xiang Que said: "The first time in the Chen family compound, when you smiled, I even thought about what our child would be called."
Chen Xia suddenly smiled happily, stretched out his wrinkled hand and handed it to Xiang Que. He held it tightly, feeling that Chen Xia's palm was getting colder.
"Xiang Que, you said that everyone has a next life, right?"
“There must be”
Chen Xia closed her eyes and said softly: "Maybe I am just a passer-by in your lives...but you will never meet the second me."
Xiang Que stood up, kissed Chen Xia on the forehead, and said: "We will have another life together, because there will not be a second Chen Xia in my life."
"Xiang Que, don't lie to me."
Chen Xia's eyelids suddenly dropped heavily. She held Xiang Que's hand and suddenly softened it.
"Chen Xia, when you come back in the next life, I will wait for you at the door when the smoke starts to rise. When the sun sets, I will wait for you on the other side of the mountain. When the leaves turn yellow, I will wait for you under the tree..."
"The moon is bent, I will wait for you on the fifteenth day"
"It's raining in autumn, I'm waiting for you with an umbrella"
"The running water is frozen. When spring comes, I will wait for you by the river..."
"Chen Xia, I won't lie to you..."
Xiang Que lay on Chen Xia's body, murmuring and repeating the words: "Chen Xia, I won't lie to you... The past and the present are gone and will never come back again. The red fallen leaves are buried in the dust, and the end of everything begins."
It hasn’t changed... It’s hard to escape fate in this world, but blind dates are inaccessible, or I should believe it’s fate..."
"A blind date is so inaccessible, or I should believe it's fate..." Xiang Que hummed a jerky tune in his mouth. Although it wasn't in tune, the emotion was there: "Chen Xia, I won't lie to you...
·····The love of my life”
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