When it was late at night, it was hard to tell whether it was the late autumn wind or the early winter wind. Grandma Xiaochun said that she was sleepy and wanted to go back to her room to rest.
A slight cry began to come from the house.
Grandma Xiaochun called her sons and daughters to her and began to instruct them on some things. It was all about the distribution of some inheritance.
However, after each of them had a bottle of osmanthus syrup in their hands, these children felt that these things didn't seem to matter at this time.
At least, at this moment.
No one knew whether there would be a fight or a fight in the future.
In a very quiet environment, Grandma Xiaochun finally closed her eyes slowly. Luo Shan resisted the sadness in her heart and stayed by Grandma Xiaochun's side. She listened to her heartbeat and held her pulse.
Luo Shan told everyone that she was just a little bit alive. She really couldn't make it. She said that this was her dying moment, so no one dared to leave.
…
There were also people waiting in other places.
In the small courtyard outside the house, under the osmanthus trees … Luoqiu stopped at this place.
Little fluorescent spots of light drifted in the courtyard, reflecting the soil and leaves, as well as the golden osmanthus flowers.
"Child, when you go back, cut a small section from here and take it back. After this branch is cut off, it can grow back."
"This one?" Luoqiu nodded, "Okay."
He looked at Grandma Xiaochun, whose figure was hazy and seemed to be dissipating. This was her soul. Nowadays, souls would gradually dissipate under no special circumstances, unless there were some thoughts that were difficult to part with.
"Do you have to bring this thing?" Grandma Xiaochun walked in front of Luoqiu and looked at the mask on his face curiously.
Luoqiu whispered, "I think this will be more suitable."
Grandma Xiaochun shook her head, stretched out her hand, and took it off for Luoqiu, "It's not necessary. You are you. At least I can feel that you are still you. That's why I'd rather be sent off by someone who can call me 'Grandma' instead of a cold mask like this. "
"Then, I won't bring it this time." Luoqiu nodded.
Grandma Xiaochun held Luoqiu's arm and walked in the yard, "I still don't know what happened to you. Maybe you can tell me, but I won't understand. But do you always bring it with you when you work? "
"Yes, considering some circumstances. For example, to avoid certain things. "Boss Luo nodded.
Grandma Xiaochun stopped, looked up, and smiled without saying anything.
Luoqiu heaved a sigh of relief and said, "I hope that I can distinguish between them."
"But it can't be done."
Luoqiu said calmly, "Indeed. Actually, it has been some time now. Sometimes … I can't tell if it's me when I'm wearing it or when I'm taking it off. Sometimes, it's just a habit. "
"I don't study much and am uneducated. I don't understand," Grandma Xiaochun said with a smile.
Luoqiu was startled.
Grandma Xiaochun continued, "But I remember that your father often said that if you don't understand something, just run into it. Whether you can break it or not, you can understand it. I believe that you can understand it too. "
"He didn't say run into it later. He said that if you don't understand, it doesn't matter if you use your fists," Luoqiu recalled.
"Really?" Grandma Xiaochun was amused, "It does sound like Luo Qi's words … Luoqiu, if you don't understand, just run into it. If you still don't understand, it doesn't matter if you use your fists! Grandma supports you! Okay? "
Grandma Xiaochun clenched her fists and made an encouraging look … She was obviously so old and about to leave.
"Okay." Luoqiu nodded slowly.
"Then … send me here," Grandma Xiaochun said softly, "Did he come to pick me up?"
Luoqiu looked around at the little fireflies, "He has always been waiting for you."
Under an osmanthus tree, the little fireflies gathered and turned into a voice. He stood here silently. His eyes were empty and lifeless, but he just stood here silently.
He was also an old man.
This was Grandma Xiaochun's husband, who had passed away many years before her. This soul was reluctant, so he was willing to be bound by this land and turned into a wandering soul. His memory faded with the years, leaving only longing.
For many years, he had been wandering in the house. The rain and wind had not changed.
Grandma Xiaochun actually knew that her husband was already there, especially after he was seriously ill. She could feel it more and more. So, she wanted to come back to this house. She knew that he was waiting for her.
"Old man, you have waited for a long time."
Grandma Xiaochun let go of Luoqiu and walked step by step to the person under the tree. She took his hand and held it tightly, "Son, daughter, little grandson, all of you are doing well. I can go with you now, old man."
Grandma Xiaochun snuggled up to her husband. The traces of those years on them faded away little by little, and finally remained in the most beautiful moment.
She was still very young. She had braids, small dimples, and a green dress and cloth shoes.
He was also very young. He wore a hat with a five-pointed star and a Chinese tunic suit. He was full of vigor.
The two of them became friends at that time and were engaged for a hundred years.
Then, they talked about who would die at ninety-seven years old and who would wait for three years on the Bridge of Helplessness.
He had been waiting for her.
"Luoqiu," Xiaochun called softly.
"I'm here," Luoqiu responded softly.
Xiaochun said, "Although you have no real relationship with our family in terms of blood, it is good to meet a grandson like you."
"Blood relation?" Luoqiu was stunned subconsciously and frowned.
Xiaochun was surprised for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Didn't Luo Qi tell you that he was adopted by your grandfather? But don't worry. You are your father's biological son. This should not be wrong. "
Looking at Luoqiu's silent appearance, Xiaochun smiled slightly and said, "Do you feel that you have wronged me?"
"No." Luoqiu shook his head, "How can it be?"
Xiaochun and him looked at each other. He reached out and touched her braids, and she reached out and touched his eyebrows. Her figure dispersed in an instant and completely turned into little fluorescent lights.
The fluorescent lights intertwined with each other, and it was impossible to distinguish which was which. They hovered and then rose into the night sky.
They flickered and shone brightly, and finally dissipated among the distant stars.
The courtyard was quiet again, and the fragrance of osmanthus flowers was everywhere.
The swaying branches emitted a faint light. It was the last firefly that was intercepted by the leaves of the osmanthus tree. Then, it was picked up by Luoqiu.
He accepted this yearning as a reward.
…
Luo San staggered into the courtyard, covering her mouth. She was no different from when she ran out of the garden after dinner.
She saw that Luoqiu was also here, looking up at the starry sky. She did not know what he was thinking.
"Grandma, she … she is gone."
"I know."
"You … what are you looking at?"
"Cowherd." Luoqiu whispered, "And Vega."
Luo San subconsciously looked up, but she saw nothing. "They … don't they only meet on Chinese Valentine's Day?"
"It's probably a lie." Luoqiu smiled and said, "If the people who love can only meet once a year, it's too pitiful. The guy who made this legend … I think he should be up to no good. "
"It's not funny at all." Luo San looked at Luoqiu with a smile that was uglier than crying, and asked softly, "Grandma will meet my grandfather, right?"
"Of course."
"… Luoqiu."
"Hmm? What's the matter? "
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