These things were still so vivid, as if they had just happened, so why did the old man just leave?
An inexplicable feeling arose in Zhi's heart.
A strange and annoying feeling.
It rolled up on the cashier counter.
Roll from left to right, and from right to left.
Roll around, roll around...
Xiao Xiao:......
He knew that this was the beetle's way of venting his inner emotions.
The beetle and the old man had already established a deep bond without knowing it.
The sudden death of the old man made not only his family but also a monster very sad.
This monster may not even know what its emotions are at this time.
But it was expressed in the most straightforward way.
Xiao Xiao lowered his eyes.
...
"Guest, your book."
The man handed the book to Xiao Xiao.
"Thanks."
Xiao Xiao took the bag containing the books and paid with his mobile phone.
...
Seeing this young man still standing in front of the cashier, the man couldn't help but asked doubtfully, "Guest, is there anything else you can do?"
"boss."
Xiao Xiao glanced at the monster that was still rolling around and looked at the man, "Did the boss leave anything behind when he left?"
"What words?"
The man was a little stunned and surprised.
No, why did this young man ask that?
Even if the old man had something to say, it couldn't be for this young man.
Why does this young man ask this?
If you are concerned, don’t you think it’s a bit too much?
...
"Yes, maybe there are some strange words."
Xiao Xiao pretended not to notice the strangeness and slight resistance on the man's face.
He asked with a serious look on his face.
This is just his guess.
From the story of the beetle, it is obvious that the old man attaches great importance to the beetle.
Unless the situation really does not allow it, the old man should have an explanation for the beetles...
"...Strange words?"
The man's voice changed slightly.
Because he knew that the old man really left something very strange in his opinion.
He thought the old man was confused and wrote randomly...
Now it seems that...it's not true?
…
"Yes, strange words."
Seeing the man's expression, Xiao Xiao knew that he had guessed correctly.
The old man indeed left a message for the beetle.
He glanced at the beetle.
The little monster seemed to have realized something, and stopped rolling. He raised his head and stared at the man without blinking. The breath around his body was a little tight.
…
"Why do you ask?"
The man's eyes showed a bit of scrutiny.
"It seems I guessed it right."
Xiao Xiao's eyebrows are slightly curved.
The man's expression was solemn, and there was a hint of sharpness in his scrutinizing eyes.
Xiao Xiao's expression remained unchanged, and he looked at the man calmly.
The first to be defeated were the men.
He looked away and reached out to rub his temples.
Today's young people are really not cute at all.
...
"Wow~"
The man opened the drawer behind the cash register and took out the envelopes he had stuffed in randomly.
A corner of the letter paper is exposed.
He held the envelope in his hand.
"This letter was given to me by my father."
The old man's illness came quickly and violently, leaving no buffering time for him at all.
When he took the letter from the old man's hand, he was even shocked.
Because the old man always wore an oxygen mask, he was always in a semi-conscious state.
He didn't know when such a frail old man wrote this letter?
…
At that time, the old man held his clothes tightly, and the back of his hand was ragged with veins. He held the old man's hand and put it up to his ear.
He knew what the old man wanted to say to him.
It's just that even though the old man tried his best, he couldn't pronounce a few complete syllables.
He tried hard to identify it for a long time, but he could only make out the word "bookstore".
…
"bookstore?"
He guessed while paying attention to the old man's expression, "Are you going to take this letter to the bookstore?"
The old man nodded laboriously, his eyes shining slightly.
"Is it for someone in the bookstore?"
The old man's grip on the man's hand suddenly tightened a little more, and then he nodded vigorously.
"Oh, I know-"
The man's voice stopped suddenly.
Um?
He was stunned and said, "Dad, do you still have a clerk in your bookstore?"
Ever since he had his own job and family, he hadn't been to the old man's bookstore that often.
Visits to the elderly are also done directly at the elderly person’s home.
Therefore, he is indeed not very clear about the current situation of the bookstore.
He looked at his younger siblings beside him questioningly.
They all shook their heads.
…
"Drink~"
A white mist floated from the oxygen mask.
The old man's mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something.
But he only made a few breathy sounds.
In panic, the old man coughed violently.
The man hurriedly helped the old man calm down and gently stroked the old man's back, "Dad, don't talk."
"Don't worry."
"I understand, take this letter to the bookstore, right?"
"I'll get it."
"Do not worry."
Why did he talk so much before he blamed himself in his heart?
As long as I take this letter to the bookstore, won't everything be clear?
Why force the old man to ask for a clear answer now?
"Dad, please take a rest."
…
The old man still remembered this letter until the end.
The man patiently assured the old man that he would definitely take the letter to the bookstore.
...
The old man took a look at his children. They all had their own families and their own children.
A smile slowly appeared on his face.
His head tilted slightly and his eyes fell on the envelope on the bedside table.
…
The man picked up the envelope knowingly.
From the time the old man gave him this letter, the old man always looked for this letter on his body.
He didn't react at first.
Later, when he found out that the old man was looking for this letter, he put the letter on the bedside table so that the old man could see it at any time.
…
The old man looked slightly startled, and then his smile showed a hint of regret and apology.
The man blinked his eyes, feeling a little confused and strange.
He can understand that the old man has regrets.
Who can have no regrets when they really face death?
But what is the old man's apology for?
Is it to them?
No, the old man didn't feel sorry for them in any way.
On the contrary, they felt sorry for the old man.
It was their negligence and they did not discover the hidden dangers of the old man's health in advance.
If it had been discovered earlier...
Can the elderly live longer?
…
The old man opened his mouth and seemed to say something.
But no sound came out.
The man couldn't help but frown.
He didn't understand lip reading and couldn't tell what the old man said.
Just as he was about to get a little closer, he stopped leaning forward.
The man slowly stood up straight.
In his field of vision, the old man slowly closed his eyes.
The incandescent lamp in the ward was too bright, which made his eyes sore.
He pressed the corners of his eyes.
…
The man remembered this letter only after he finished taking care of the old man's affairs.
Thinking of the importance the old man attached to this letter, he hurriedly took the envelope and rushed to the bookstore.