Chapter 243: The Apple Orchard in Memories: Childhood
The crystal tears fell drop by drop on the newspaper, which was a little yellowed due to age. In an instant, the tears gradually soaked the withered yellow paper.
Su Zhuoer cried while reading all the reports about the car accident that year. The police concluded the case as an ordinary traffic accident. In a deep ditch not far from the car accident, the police found the driver who caused the accident, but the driver and the car were already burnt.
, turned into a pile of scrap metal and an unrecognizable corpse. The police determined that it was suicide out of fear of crime.
At this point, this sensational bankruptcy and death case has gradually faded out of people's sight, and has gradually faded away from what people once did before tea and dinner.
Su Zhuoer readjusted her mood, wiped away her tears, returned the newspapers and periodicals to their original positions and walked out of the library.
At this time, her mood was still very heavy. Her coat pocket was filled with photos of her father and mother cut out from those newspapers, ready to keep as a souvenir. After all, she did not even have a single photo of them.
, even his (her) appearance gradually faded in her mind, she wanted to keep them (her)
Suddenly, she really wanted to go back to her childhood, the days when her parents were by her side. And in Shengying, the only place that carried her dreams was the primary school of Shengying College.
When I was young, my parents would often drive to pick me and my brother up in front of the small carved wrought iron gate. I and my brother would always hold hands and wait for them, but most of the time they would be alone.
When you go home, you will realize that you have been a self-reliant child since you were a child.
Su Zhuoer recalled the happy times alone, and slowly came to the front of the primary school department.
It's still the same as it was in elementary school, with almost no change. The only change is that the houses and trees that I thought were tall before now look so short.
It is lunch break now, and all the students in the elementary school should be taking a lunch break, so the entire elementary school is quiet. There is only an old man who is guarding the door, sitting in the guard room and taking a nap. On the bridge of his nose, which is full of wrinkles,
His golden reading glasses almost crooked his flat nose. He was still the kind and kind old doorman he was before.
Su Zhuoer discovered this with some excitement. She walked in gently and came to the classroom where she had studied before.
Suddenly, scenes of beautiful childhood memories played automatically in my mind like a movie.