Grandpa turned around, his eyes red: "Where have you been?"
"I, I went outside for a walk." I braced myself: "I'm sorry, grandpa, I just had a bad attitude."
"It doesn't matter, Ruolan, just help me go back." Grandpa said, "I have something to show you."
Back home, grandpa stood in front of the portraits of his parents: "I'm sorry for you, for not taking good care of Ruolan."
"Grandpa, my parents are watching from heaven for all the care you have taken for me over the years. It's only me who feels sorry for you, and I didn't fulfill my filial piety." Looking at my parents' faces, I felt even more sorry: "Grandpa, give me a little.
Take the time to resolve the current matters, and I will repay you well."
Grandpa turned into the room, took out a box after a long time: "This is your mother's relic before she was alive. I never gave it to you because I was afraid of arousing your sadness. When you grow up, you know how to take responsibility. It's time to give it to you."
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Opening the box, there was only a shabby notebook and a hairpin inside. It was small and cute with fluttering butterflies. When I opened the notebook, I saw my mother's handwriting, which was as beautiful as the person she was.
"Let's take a good look." Grandpa said, "I'm going to rest first. I've left some food in the kitchen. Let's warm it up before eating."
"Thank you, grandpa."
Opening the title page of the diary, there is a painting of a man and a woman, with only their backs visible. They look up at the early sun in the sky. Although there are only a few strokes, you can feel the deep affection between the two. This must be the father and mother.
I smiled and turned over a page. The first page was full of words. My mother’s handwriting filled my heart with joy. After reading this page, my heart felt heavy. The words were filled with deep love.
But it's not my father, but a man named Cong Yang!
My heart clenched together, and when I looked back and saw my father's portrait, my inner uneasiness became more and more uneasy. I quickly read the content at the back. In just a quarter of an hour, I turned to the last page. On the last page, I drew
A Phalaenopsis!
"Ruolan, your parents can no longer be by your side. You have to take good care of yourself. Do you remember what the flower language of Phalaenopsis is? Happiness comes gradually. You have to believe that happiness will definitely come back to you..."
My mother always emphasized Phalaenopsis in her last words. The two things overlapped. Is it just a coincidence or is it intentional? I looked at the hairpin in the box. There was a small butterfly on the hairpin. The style of the hairpin was very old.
You can only find it in thrift stores. A figure flashed in my mind. I held the hairpin in my palm and already had an idea.
Grandpa opened the door and came out: "Have you finished reading?"
"finish watching."
"Don't you have anything to ask?"
"Yes, but I want to find out for myself." I looked at my grandfather with a smile: "Thank you."
"Ruolan, what kind of girl are you?" Grandpa shook his head and said, "Even grandpa doesn't understand. You have been exceptionally sensible since you were a child. If you are too sober, will it make you happy or will it harm you?
?”
It is rare to be confused in life, and I hope I can be confused. Fenghuang, I am willing to be confused for you.
I put the diary and hairpin back into the box: "Grandpa, I fell asleep."
Early the next morning, I carried the box to the company and looked up at the poster above my head. Fenghuang's eyes were still sharp. Next to him was Yingmo's poster, which was fashionable and modern. Looking at it from a distance, the two of them really matched. I
Patting his cheek lightly, Ruolan, Ruolan, what are you thinking about? Do you want to give in?
The company's front desk girl just arrived at the company and greeted me with a smile: "Good morning."
Seeing her pale face hidden under the foundation, I forced a smile: "Morning."
"Ruolan, good morning." Luo Ya's charming voice came. She was born with the ability to make people feel happy just by her voice. Next to her stood another member of the girl duo, Luo An, who also had the ability to make people feel happy.
She is a pretty and beautiful girl, but she looks much quieter, even shy. She opened her eyes as pure as a deer and looked at me curiously. Luo Ya whispered a few words in her ear, and she opened her mouth slightly,
He said softly: "Really?"
Luo Ya nodded repeatedly: "Of course it's true."
I coughed uncomfortably: "I'm going up first."
"Let's go together." Luo Ya said.
Luo An immediately held her wrist: "No."
There was a disappointed look on Luo Ya's face, and she could only wave her hand at me: "Goodbye."
There was only Mr. Leo in the office. He was writing lyrics with a pen, and the ashtray was full of cigarette ashes. He must have stayed up all night. When he saw me, he immediately said: "I just attended Fenghuang's concert yesterday, and I have another one today."
If you wake up energetically so early, young people will be young people."
"Teacher, why are you always looking for butterfly-shaped hairpins?" I hugged the box in my hand tightly.
My tone was full of questions. Teacher Leo looked at me in astonishment and asked puzzledly: "Does this have anything to do with you?"
"I recently got a hairpin." I opened the box and took out the hairpin: "Teacher Leo, it is also in the shape of a butterfly, but you can only look at it because it is a relic of my mother."
Teacher Leo just glanced at it, and the pen in his hand fell on the table with a "pop". He rolled out and stopped only when he encountered the pen holder. His reaction made me panic. Although I had some guesses, this result still made me palpitate: "
Do you know this hairpin? Perhaps, I should rephrase it, do you know my mother?"
"You said that your parents died in a car accident."
"Yes, on the day of your retreat concert, they were killed in a car accident." I swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "There are no bones left."
The vehicle exploded after falling off the cliff... Thinking of that scene, I held back tears for a long time: "I know clearly that this is just a coincidence in time, but why is there a mention of Cong Yang in my mother's diary?
Man, would you have such a strong reaction when you see this hairpin?"
"Ruolan, I, I need a moment to explain to you." Teacher Leo held his head in his hands: "This news is too sudden, I need a moment to digest it."
"Okay, I'll wait for your explanation." I stretched out my hand and said, "Give me the card back."
"Can you put it here with me temporarily?" Teacher Leo said sincerely.
I retracted my hand, waited for a long time, and nodded in agreement, "I have a condition."
"As long as you are willing to give me the card, any conditions are fine." The teacher Leo in front of me did not have the grace of a famous producer at all. His pleading tone made me sad. I turned my head and looked to the other side: "I want Fenghuang's address.
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"What did you say?"
"Your position in the company is unique. You must know Fenghuang's address." I turned my head and looked directly into the teacher's eyes: "Where does he live every night?"
"The Phoenix Emperor never receives visitors."
"I don't intend to be a visitor to his home, teacher. In exchange, do you agree?"