Duan Yu smiled and nodded, waved to her, and watched her back gradually go away.
But in the next few days, Taozi never went to the library.
Duan Yu was sitting next to the window, his eyes focused on the martial arts novel in front of him. On the slightly yellowed paper, black printed handwriting seemed to be floating around, and that image always appeared in front of him.
Zhang has a pretty face, big watery eyes, smiling eyebrows, a pretty little nose and curved mouth corners.
It was still sunny outside the window, but the person inside the window was restless.
That afternoon, after Taozi came home from the library, she unexpectedly found that her parents had gone home early. The two of them were sitting on the sofa in the living room without saying a word. When they heard the sound of the door opening, they opened the door.
At the same time, he turned around and looked at the door.
"Huh? Dad, Mom? Didn't you go on a business trip a few days ago?" Taozi took off his hat as he entered the door and looked at his parents strangely. The two of them seemed to be in a bad mood, "
what happened?"
"Taozi..." Taozi's father's voice was a little choked, and his voice had a crying tone when he spoke it. However, he paused and tried to calm himself down before continuing: "Your grandma passed away...
…”
"Grandma..." Taozi's hand picking up the scarf suddenly stopped. Didn't she just call her grandma two days ago and tell her that she would go back to visit her during the New Year this year? She still remembered the voice of *** on the phone.
He felt very bright, laughed, and asked Taozi what he wanted to eat. "When did it happen?"
"It's this afternoon..." Taozi's mother secretly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, stood up from the sofa, walked to Taozi, touched Taozi's head, and said softly: "I just received a call from your aunt in the afternoon.
, your dad and I rushed back right away, but your grandma was still chanting your name before leaving, saying that you were going home in a few days, and she hadn’t prepared anything to eat..."
In the next few sentences, Taozi's mother was already crying.
The entire living room was quiet for a moment.
"Let's go, Taozi, Dad's things have been packed, let's go back and see grandma..." Taozi's father's eyes were already red, but tears kept rolling in his eyes but did not fall.
"Well..." Taozi sniffed, nodded vigorously, then glanced at the book he just borrowed from the library, thought for a while, and said: "Wait for me for a while..."
He hurried upstairs, and after a while, he took a piece of paper down, pressed it on the borrowed paper, and then said to his parents: "Let's go."
The car driving to grandma's house was swaying on the country road. Taozi pressed her head against the car window, swaying slightly with the bumps of the car.
In the evening, the sun has withdrawn its dazzling brilliance and turned into a fiery red disk, hanging low in the sky. The cloudless sky is rendered orange-red by the setting sun, and the horizon farther away is rich in color.
Blue, as the fiery red disk gradually lowers, the color of the sky becomes more and more colorful, like a meandering river gradually becoming deeper as time goes by.
Taozi's mood was like the sun gradually setting in the west, becoming gloomy and sad.
