Do you believe there is a heaven? It tolerates all the sadness and pain you experienced during your lifetime, it forgives everything you have done during your lifetime, and it gives your soul a chance to be cleansed again.
That is the voice closest to the soul.
Su Mozheng had never met her grandfather. The interaction with Mrs. Huo yesterday made her feel more and more kind to the old man. Now that the old man has passed away, she can't help but feel a little sad. There is nothing that human power can't defeat, like birth, old age, sickness and death.
"No, you wouldn't know..." Huo Shaoyan's eyes kept looking at the tombstone. The black and white photo looked like a mark of that era.
"When I was a child, I was very naughty. I often broke porcelain bowls and vases at home. One of them happened to be my grandfather's favorite... My mother took a whip and wanted to beat me. She made me kneel on the open space outside the hall and said I wouldn't give it.
Let’s eat. It was grandpa who came out and snatched the whip from mother’s hand, saying that he couldn’t hit her, and that it was just a bottle. It was no big deal..." He recounted each sentence with a very calm face.
The wind from the cemetery blows high and reaches another horizon.
Su Mozheng's hand squeezed his big palm and she exerted a slight force. He looked sideways at her and followed the direction of her eyes. "Did you see it?" Su Mozheng pointed to the edge of the white clouds on the horizon, "Your grandfather.
Now he is meeting your grandma in the direction of heaven. He is very happy now! So you should be happy for him."
Huo Shaoyan followed the direction of her finger. The white clouds were clean and untainted, like the pure white of heaven.
The corners of his lips finally slowly opened into an arc, and he nodded in a choked voice, "Well, I believe that grandpa and grandma must be together now."
Su Mozheng also had tears in her eyes. She envied Mr. Huo and Mrs. Huo very much. What do people want in this life, but to have such a pair of hands to hold you through the spring, summer, autumn and winter of life, all your life?
A pair of people. But for her, it was impossible.
The Huo children slowly left, and they were the last two to leave the cemetery.
Huo Shaoyan and her, both dressed in black, one tall and one short, walked down the stone steps side by side.
The sight of the bare tombstones and the evergreen pines and cypresses makes one feel sad.
At the entrance of the cemetery, two black dots came slowly, too far away to be seen clearly.
Su Mozheng and Huo Shaoyan both walked with their heads lowered, and that call was as shocking as a landmine exploding out of thin air.
"Shaoyan!" The woman's call made her ears feel cold through the air.
Huo Shaoyan suddenly raised his head and followed the sound. Then, his body slowly became stiff and his steps stopped.
There were still two steps before the last step, but he paused.
"I'm back!" A few steps away, Liang Mushi paused and looked up at him. On her beautiful face, her hair brushed her delicate face, and she smiled like a breeze. Her hair was messy, and her face was
There's a bit of urgency, like, coming in a hurry.
Huo Shaoyan clenched his fists, and his gentle eyebrows suddenly turned cold, "Why are you coming back?" He spoke calmly, as if he regarded her as a complete stranger.
Liang Muchi had known for a long time that such a situation would happen, but she was still a little heartbroken, "Shaoyan, I heard that grandpa passed away, so I thought you must be very sad, so -"
"So you're back!" He stated lightly, but more anger gathered in his chest and abdomen, and the next moment, it slowly dissipated.
"Shaoyan..." Liang Muchi stood there, clasping her hands uneasily, looking at him with pitiful eyes, as if she was sure he would relent. She had used this trick in the past.
Su Mozheng wanted to retreat in embarrassment, but Huo Shaoyan grabbed her wrist and was forced to lean towards him. Her palms were pressed against his chest and abdomen, and she was so embarrassed that she didn't know where to put her hands.
.
"Huo Shaoyan..." she said in a low voice, "Oh, thank you for your concern, I'm fine now. So you can go back!" Without giving her any face, he took Su Mozheng's hand and walked around Liang Muchi's side.
His pace was very fast, and Su Mozheng stumbled along with him, almost unsteady.
"Shaoyan, what do you mean? I came back to see you out of kindness, are you treating me like this!?" Behind him, Liang Muchi asked angrily. Su Mozheng couldn't keep up with him, and almost fell into his lap.
On the back.
"Liang Muchi, I remember I told you earlier that the moment you were at the airport, when you decided to board that plane, it was already over for you and me."
He turned his back unprepared and almost hit Su Mozheng's nose again.
The latter covered the bumped nose, but was unexpectedly separated by a big hand. There was apology in his eyes, and he rubbed the bridge of her nose with moderate force, "I'm sorry, I bumped into you again."
"It's okay," Su Mozheng waved her hand, stepped back and took out his gentle palm, her face felt a little hot. Isn't this person's action too ambiguous? His ex-girlfriend is still here?
"Are you serious!" Liang Muchi's pupils suddenly widened, she took a step back in disbelief, covered her mouth and said, "Are you serious-"
"Mu Shi, I never joke!" Huo Shaoyan suppressed his coldness and looked back at her with indifference, "I'm serious."
"No, how could you, how could you -" She still seemed to be in disbelief. Su Mozheng was still stunned, and his beautiful and arrogant eyes glanced at her. Su Mozheng's body seemed to slip by in an instant.
An electric current ran through his body, struck by the sharpness in those eyes.
"Is it because of her?" The slender finger pointed at her, as if piercing her chest.
Huo Shaoyan took a step forward and silently blocked Su Mozheng behind him. There was dissatisfaction hidden in his humble voice, "It has nothing to do with her."
"What's the reason?" Liang Muchi suddenly stepped forward and held Huo Shaoyan's arm tightly, "Shaoyan, can you bear to give up the relationship we have had for so many years?"
"Mu Shi, it was you who gave up on this relationship first..." Huo Shaoyan closed his eyes tightly, not looking at the sad face of the person in front of him, "The love between us was not established on the same line early on. You have always been
I am constantly pursuing what you want, and I can only be behind you, waiting for you to think of me when you are tired."
"Between our love and your career, the first thing you choose will only be your career. Your choice will never be me. I have always been chosen by you, waiting for you to ignore me."
He opened his eyes and looked at the injured peacock in front of him, "Mu Shi, all this time, you only relied on me to love you, you only relied on me to pamper you, thinking that I would never let you go. But you don't know,
I will also be tired. During this period of love, I am tired."
"No -" Liang Muchi said hoarsely, looking at the man in front of her with tears in her eyes. What she held in her hands was just his clothes. She felt that he was so far away from her. She didn't want to be so far away. She didn't like being so far away.