The rain breaks, the breeze blows, the continuous mountains become more and more verdant under the rain, the sound of birds comes out through the trees, ethereal and tactful, looking down from mid-air, a wide stone staircase bends from the foot of the mountain and crawls up, passing by a temple extending to the Qingqing cemetery, above the cemetery, all kinds of cold tombstones stand upright, as if to reflect a mirror world in the sky.

In a huge cemetery, the tomb sweepers came one after another, came and went, only the bright bouquets in front of the monument and the wine stains that had not yet dried firmly tied the bonds and thoughts between yin and yang, and bloomed the most primitive and purest flowers in this land of white bones.

Yi Yang knelt down in front of the tombstone, the photo of the old man on the tombstone was still vivid, his face was wrinkled and his cheekbones were high and bulging over the years, however, there was a resolute light in his sunken eyes, which was the proud demeanor honed in that war-torn era. Having survived the most difficult years, this seventy-year-old man always exudes wisdom and profundity that is different from ordinary people, even if it is only an old photo of the past years.

Yi Yang put the orchids, carnations, and stars in front of the three tombstones next to each other, and under these three tombstones buried her dearest and most loved people in this life, her grandfather, grandmother, and mother.

The love is shallow, the pain is consumed, they are destined to only accompany her so far!

"Today's starry sky is extraordinarily beautiful, you'll love it. The person she called her mother in the photo had a delicate face, her black hair was draped over her shoulders, and she was extremely casual, but with that uninhibited look, she was full of flamboyant and bright beauty.

Yi Yang knew that her mother had always been a flamboyant and willful person, and she pursued romance and passionateness, freshness and excitement, so when she met that man, she fell. His talent aroused her strong interest, and his endless fierce pursuit satisfied her heart for gorgeous adventure, and she did not hesitate to break with her family to be with him. But she doesn't understand, or maybe she understands but doesn't want to accept it, in this world, freshness and excitement are short-lived, and if all vigorous emotions don't stop abruptly at the peak, they will definitely become dull in the firewood, rice, oil and salt day after day. Like a river that flows eastward day by day, when the torrential rain stirs up a thousand piles of snow, surging and violent, after the rainstorm, it tends to calm down, and no matter how much acceleration you throw stones into it, it still does not make the slightest wave.

Even if there is no other woman in the future, with her character, she should not be able to stand the boring life after marriage. Therefore, she chose the most tragic way to end it early, so that she would not have to face the boring life like ants in the end. I just don't know if she remembered that she had a daughter when she was dying.

Sometimes I think about it, the character really has nothing to do with blood, she has not grown into a flamboyant and wanton character like her mother, she will make a lot of noise when something doesn't go her way, and even exchange her life for a tragic ending without hesitation......

Kneeling on the cemetery, there were no extra words, and it was raining in the sky again, and the rain in City B always fell very casually, especially in this season, it was either a day of drizzle, or four or five light rains a day.

Yi Yang's hair had been wet by the rain, and the drizzle was attached to her eyelashes, blurring her vision, and she didn't know how long it took, she vaguely felt that something above her head blocked the rain that kept falling like broken beads, she didn't look up, just stared at the tombstone.

"It's raining so hard that I don't know how to put an umbrella. There was a warm and familiar voice in his ears, Yi Yang suddenly understood who the person beside him was, raised his head slightly, and saw Meng Ke in the backlight, he was looking at her condescendingly, with a complicated expression.

"Why are you here?" she lowered her eyelids and looked down to flick the rain-soaked bouquet in front of the monument.

"I don't know who it is, obviously said that it was out of location, and it was three days to go, and there was no news, I doubt that you were caught digging coal in Shanxi. Meng Ke joked casually, but her eyes unconsciously swept the tombstones one by one, it turned out that her relatives were buried here.

The corners of Yi Yang's mouth twitched slightly, he didn't bother to talk to him, he was silent for a while, then packed up his things and stood up from the ground, "Let's go." ”

"Wait. Meng Ke lowered his eyes and looked at the bouquet of white chrysanthemums in his arms, "I don't know, in addition to your grandmother, there are also your grandfather and mother here, you help me take it, and I will go buy two more bouquets of flowers." As he spoke, he pushed the umbrella and bouquet in front of Yi Yang.

Yi Yang was stunned for a second, raised his head to meet his deep eyes, took the flower he handed over, and bowed down in front of the stele, "It's okay, you don't have to buy it, they won't mind." ”

The red fell all over the path, the drizzle was flying, the light green was swaying, the two walked side by side on the stone steps, Meng Ke only cared about tilting the umbrella towards Yi Yang, and he was half wet and unconscious.

"How did you find here?" Yi Yang lowered his head and stepped on the bluestone steps, and there were people around him who kept holding umbrellas and passing by them.

"I originally went to your house first, but I found that there was no one in your house, and then I asked the neighbors and found out that you might be here. ”

"Am I confused, and the doctor Qingming is also on vacation?" Yi Yang was a little suspicious.

"Qingming is a national holiday, of course I put it~" Meng Ke's eyes were fluttering, and he never mentioned that he had added more than ten days of work to make a holiday for Qingming.

After going down the stone steps and walking all the way back to the hotel, Yi Yang changed into clean clothes and came out, and saw Meng Ke looking up at her downstairs, the broken hair on his forehead was particularly soft in the dim light.

Yi Yang went down the stairs and walked straight to him, "Everything is put away?" Since her grandmother died, she has no home in City B, and wherever she goes, it is home, so this time Qingming came to sweep the tomb, she also lived in the hotel, and even with it, Meng Ke could only live in the hotel.

"Well, it's already set. Meng Ke looked at her and smiled slightly.

"Then let's go. ”

"Where are you going?" Meng Ke noticed that she was going out in this outfit.

"It's hard for you to come to City B, I, as the host, have to take you around and have a good meal. Dai's eyebrows were raised lightly, and Meng Ke seemed to see the flowers blooming all over the mountains from that shallow smile.