Just like the face stored in Qianye's memory, it has gradually become mimetic due to the passage of time.
Qianye asked Lin Xiaoxiao to place the flowers next to the tombstone, and then negotiated a deal with the other party.
[I will give you money, can you kneel down for me? In my name.]
Lin Xiaoxiao said nothing.
She is very emotional and can understand most of what Qianye is thinking...
Even without the money Qianye mentioned, she would agree to this request.
The soil in front of the tombstone is a little messy.
Maybe it's because the cleaning staff took advantage of it...
In short, when Lin Xiaoxiao knelt down, he could only feel the sand that had not been cleared under his knees, and it was so painful to kneel down.
And this kneeling...
Just a few minutes.
The wind seemed to have become gentler at this time, blowing the hair on Lin Xiaoxiao's face, and it was rare to see tranquility on her ordinary face.
Like a character walking out of a painting, quiet and elegant...
Get rid of the trivial memory fragments in your mind.
Qianye silently looked at the relatives who were no longer alive in front of him, and only remembered that when he was a child, he was like a follower. No matter where his grandmother went, he would follow her for a reason.
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Even though she has nothing to say, she still calls her grandma. When she hears the other party agree to her promise, she will feel an inexplicable satisfaction in her heart.
The dumplings and glutinous rice balls made by grandma are so delicious...
Qianye will eat a big bowl every time during the festival.
It's a pity that his hands are very clumsy and he can't use Kuaizi well. After eating, he always puts the fillings into the clean soup, and finally turns into a bowl of sesame lake.
It's tasteless when you drink it, and it feels like a waste when you throw it away...
At that time.
Chino's favorite food is the braised beef noodles on the supermarket shelf.
It's strange that these small packets of condiments can arouse the taste buds on his tongue every time.
More than once.
He had begged his grandma to buy him a few bags and put them at home. He made excuses saying that if his grandma had something to do and couldn't cook for him, he would also make instant noodles to eat so that he wouldn't starve...
certainly.
With Chino's temperament, he couldn't wait for so long.
After grandma promised to buy it with a wrinkled smile on her face, he would eat it all within a day or two...
The world is really like instant noodles.
In the past, I thought it was delicious, as if I had grown up and realized the freedom of instant noodles.
But when you really grow up, the instant noodles don't have much flavor anymore. If you want to eat instant noodles, you will most likely be in a state of depression...
People who were there before will always feel like they are there.
But when I realize that the other person has left and will never appear in front of me, and laughs at whether I want to eat the meat pie sold at the school gate, I feel sad afterwards.
Chino has two bottles of chili sauce at home that will not be opened.
That thing has long passed its shelf life and can be thrown into the trash can and dumped in the garbage station.
But Chino won’t...
Maybe people have this idea, thinking that if they keep the things left by their old friends, they will think of them at some point in the future.
Therefore, even though the chili sauce that grandma made before her death may have turned into a sour smell, Qianye still chose to put it quietly in the refrigerator.
Take a seat?
Won't......
That kind of thing will never take place.
Just like Qian Ye's longing, after seeing the old tomb, he wished he could go back to the past. No matter what he did, his grandmother would support him...
【grandmother......】
Whisper this title softly.
Her nose was slightly sore, and Qianye felt that when this title came out of her mouth again, she felt inappropriately unfamiliar.
He hasn't been a follower for a long time.
It’s been a long time since my grandma kept calling each other from behind...
It’s been a long time since I’ve had the chili sauce made by my grandma.
If you don't cover yourself with a quilt when you sleep, it's impossible for someone to cover you thoughtfully and worry about catching a cold...
He has grown up.
Now I am an adult who can take care of myself.
The childhood-like period is completely gone, which means that such an experience will never happen again.
People from the past are people from the past.
Qianye could only stare blankly at the cold tombstone now, mourning the grandmother who always wore an apron and asked herself if she had enough to eat.
The last encounter...
He still remembers that it was a sunny day.
Two days ago, my grandma fell ill. She fell on the bed and couldn't say a word. Her throat was full of rustling phlegm, as if something was blocking her.
And on this day.
Grandma suddenly and inexplicably got better.
Not only can I walk normally, but I can also cook a large pot of porridge by myself and eat all the porridge in the bowl as usual...
When Qianye, who was originally very worried, saw this scene, he thought that his grandmother would recover completely and be able to resume her previous life.
That day...
It's still that day.
Grandma took out a plastic bag from her pocket, which was filled with white napkins one after another. In the end, she got riches from helping others or picking up plastic bottles that others didn't want on the road.
This is her lifetime wealth!
It was she who raised Qianye to such a great height!
Grandma, who usually taught Qianye to save some money, counted the banknotes that looked like wrinkles on her face that day, and finally took out the largest two and stuffed them into Qianye's hand.
"Xiaoye, tomorrow is your birthday. When school is over, remember to tell the boss of the cake shop you pass by and ask him to make a cake for you early tomorrow morning."
"By the way, didn't you say you wanted to eat roast duck..."
"Let's just buy half of it and bring it back. Grandma's teeth don't taste good and she can't eat it. If we buy too much, we're afraid we won't be able to finish it."
"Grandma doesn't know what kind of birthday gift you want for the remaining money, so I'll just treat it as a red envelope for you. If there's anything you like, then buy it yourself..."
A heavy two hundred yuan.
Qianye was very sensible. After she had the remaining money, she directly bought the foot bath that her grandmother had always wanted, as well as some medicines that were said to have health-preserving effects.
It may be fake, or it may not have that effect at all...
After all, the price is very cheap.
One hundred dollars can't buy the blood circulation and blood clots that the salesman talks about, as well as good health.
But Chino is happy...
He was happy that he had become sensible for once, and he was happy that his grandmother was surprised when she saw the footbath.
He was looking forward to grandma talking about wasting money and looking at her baby again and again...
That day.
He returned home.
But before the footbath and medicinal materials were delivered, no one opened the wooden door that had been painted with childish graffiti when he was a child.
Knock on the door, knock on the door...
Qianye even forgot how long he had been knocking.
How many times did he call his grandmother at home towards the window?
In short.
That door that day.
It's as quiet as death...
It wasn't until Qianye felt that something was wrong that he picked up the shovel next to him and struggled to open the lock. Only then did he see the dusty soft quilt, and the old man who was no longer breathing lying quietly on the bed...
late.
It's too late after all.
Qianye's eighteenth birthday that year was the nightmare he least wanted to face. He would always remember the feeling of the wooden material of the footbath slipping from his hands, and he also remembered his grandmother holding him up and walking him to the door before leaving.
On a warm bed lies a person who is not warm.
Holding the opponent's hand that was already too thin, Qianye cried like a girl...
He has obviously already agreed with his boss to have a birthday cake.
I've obviously already bought half a roast duck.
Obviously...
But it was too late.
People who leave never say goodbye, it's like this in life.
No one will ever know that after the person in front of you separates, there will be no chance for the two people to meet again in this world...
The funeral was simple.
Chino didn't have any relatives or friends that he could call to help.
He kept his preparations as a secret, and waited until tomorrow to tell his grandmother that the royalties had arrived, so as to bid farewell to her...
Eighteenth birthday.
He never closed his eyes.
The roast duck that had cooled down, and the birthday cake that no one could share, all died in the memory that day.
That's why, after knowing that Xixi's wish was to have a normal birthday, he was willing to use up the number of words to modify the plot to create an illusion for the other party.
pity......
Reality is reality.
Parting always has to be learned to face.
Even though she is no longer who she was before, Qianye can't bring her grandma back to her...
【Are you still happy there...】
【Have you ever met a child like me who would like to eat the glutinous rice balls and dumplings you make?】
Thoughts are mixed in the wind.
It blew from the end where Lin Xiaoxiao was to the other end of the mountain in the distance...
There was silence for a long time.
Qianye breathed out a heavy breath and thought it was time for him to leave.
He looked at the dazzling sun from the corner of Lin Xiaoxiao's field of vision, always feeling that today's weather was as good as that day...
【Let’s go.】
No matter how much you are reluctant to give up.
There has to be a time when you learn to accept it.
Lin Xiaoxiao stood up obediently and walked out of the cemetery without interrupting...
Many tombstones passed by during this period.
She also fantasizes about whether these are things that many people have longed to see...
A moment.
She doesn't seem to be so afraid of ghosts anymore.
No matter how ugly a person looks, they will not look good after death. When they are completely decomposed, there will only be a pile of cold bones left...
Out of the cemetery.
The scenery outside slowly brought Qianye back to his mind.
He looked at this familiar but unfamiliar city with all kinds of emotions in his heart.
"Qianye, do you think there will really be an afterlife after death? Maybe someone will drink Meng Po soup and then be reborn into a good family?"
In the end, Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't hold back the urge to speak, and asked Qianye in a comforting manner.
honestly.
Qianye doesn't really believe this.
He had thought a long time ago that this was a story deliberately fabricated by businessmen who deal with dead people in order to stimulate consumption and make a lot of money.
But now...
He answered decisively:
【have.】
"Really?"
[Well, my grandma should be a very cute little girl now. She might actually be following her father, squeaking and asking for candy...]
...
...
after this.
The whole journey was silent.
Qianye told Lin Xiaoxiao according to the agreement that the other party could take away 100,000 yuan from her payment account, even if it was the reward she received for doing this.
It's just that Lin Xiaoxiao, who should have been very happy when he saw the money, is now unhappy no matter what.
Realize Chino's feelings for his old friend.
She also thought of her old grandmother, who had limited legs and feet...
She doesn't want the other person to leave.
I don’t even want to experience the day when the other person leaves.
Negative energy is contagious. Qianye, who was obviously aware of this, began to chat with Lin Xiaoxiao word by word, hoping to get rid of the other party's unhappy mood.
that's all.
The two came to Qianye's house again...
There is still the barber shop downstairs, and Qianye, who has not visited it for a long time, inexplicably wants to wash her hair.
If I remember correctly, this boss was still trying to be a matchmaker for him last time, saying that he knew a pretty good girl who he was willing to introduce to him as a potential match.
But it's a pity.
Qianye is now out of shape, and even if he goes to wash his hair, he cannot have a normal conversation with the barber shop owner.
I could only think to myself in my heart that I would come over to see him after I got my body back...
After walking through the floors, Lin Xiaoxiao finally arrived at Qianye's house.
Enter the corresponding door lock password, and when the door is opened, Lin Xiaoxiao also starts to observe the appearance here...
Very normal furniture arrangement.
Even because Qianye didn't have so many requirements in this area, it seemed a bit empty.
The home is very quiet.
You can see the dust on the TV cabinet with the naked eye, and there is a faint smell of moisture in the air...
【Huh? Where is Youyou?】
After seeing this scene, Qianye was a little confused. After all, according to normal circumstances, the little girl should be at his home.
Since the last time he entered the invitation world, he had expected that he might not come back very late, so he prepared a lot of things for the other party that he would need in life.
Including cash...
Even coming back now is a bit beyond Qianye's expectations.
But the few items prepared are completely enough for a young child to survive, even for another six months.
Youyou is not an ordinary little girl.
In addition to the unknown origin of the other party, she is like a little adult, knows almost everything, and can take good care of herself, so it is unlikely that something happened and caused the other party to leave here because she could no longer live...
..
"Who is Youyou?"
Lin Xiaoxiao was puzzled by this name.
Because she had never heard Qianye mention it, let alone know that Qianye had a child at home.
【Nothing, let’s go in and have a look.】
Qianye didn't want to explain.
Compared to clarifying the cause and effect for Lin Xiao, he thought it was more important to find the other party.
After all, no matter what, you are actually just a child in Qian Zhi.
We had been together for a while, and if something happened to the other person, he would feel very sorry...
immediately.
Kitchen, bedroom, toilet, study room...
Lin Xiaoxiao had searched almost every location, but there was still no sign of Youyou.
There is no contact number, which means that if the other party cannot be seen, it is basically impossible for Qianye to find him.
But just when he was thinking about what was going on.
Lin Xiaoxiao's words brought him back.
"Qianye, there seems to be something on the dining table..."
Hear the words.
Qianye glanced towards the dining table.
I saw a brown paper envelope pressed under the vase placed in the middle.
There was an unpacked pen next to the envelope. The pen cap was not even properly put back on, and some ink was spilled on the dining table. This is what attracted Lin Xiaoxiao's attention...
【letter?】
Qianye didn't remember having such a thing at home.
In this era of highly developed communication methods, how many people still use this kind of thing?
so......
Was it left behind by a young child?
Not sure.
Qianye had no choice but to ask Lin Xiaoxiao to go up and check...