Shaoyang:

People's lives, their journeys or journeys, are destined to be spent between sobriety and confusion. If you are sober, then this person's path is to walk in an orderly manner, to be arranged and planned, and you are like this, always so properly arranged, which reassures me, and also allows me to do whatever I want within your scope, and enjoy the real happiness that I have never had before. As for me, on the contrary to you, walking on the confused road, contrary to you, and farther and farther away from you, as if to say something serious, as if heaven and man are separated. Indeed, in the past few days since I was separated from you, twenty-four hours a day, I have been thinking about you, because of you, I tossed and turned, and it was difficult to sleep, I hope you don't feel sad because of me, I hope you work hard, I hope you pay attention to your body, if we are fated, I believe we will meet again.

Alone comforted this heart with thoughts, and spent another day like this. Just looking at our group photo, my heart continues to be restless, afraid that if I appear, you will have more problems to face. I can only rely on my imagination to paint your appearance in my mind, and I am worried that even your appearance, as time goes by inexorably, I will forget, and I will never remember your excellent and handsome face again. Tears flowed every night, the marks were so visible, but I was still happy. The score for the optimistic performance, I have to say that I only deserve a zero score because I can't control the change in expression, like the usual day when I am with you, it will make you worry and anxious. Thinking back to your happy appearance, though very briefly, it was enough to cheer me up, to smile and thus to be comforted, and your bright face, I thought about it again for a whole day, and for another day.

The wandering wind blew towards me, and when the heart of my empty room gradually became cold, you named Shaoyang came to me again, filling my winter, and the small shadow gap was also illuminated by the sun. When I met you, it was the happiest day, the instant memory of looking at each other for a short time, I hope that you can be preserved because of you, no matter when, it is you on my side, let me be the happiest person.

The days are getting colder and colder, and even if I'm alone now, I'm not alone. Having good memories, like the songs you sing softly, like snow that has been piled up for a while, makes me love deeply. Don't worry about me, everything is fine, the days are spent in the ordinary, I am also very happy, cherish the days when someone is loved.

Song Shiling

The sky was already slightly bright, the big clock of the nursing home was on time, the treetops outside sounded the chirping of birds, Song Shiling, who had been busy all night, was still wearing myopic glasses, her fingers were silently tapping on the keyboard, and the computer screen showed a cold light on her face. The email to Wu Yu was finally edited, and in the end, she still did not escape the pain of lovesickness, she had no way to turn a blind eye to him, just because of the man's words, she finally relented, so that she stopped her rapid pace again and looked back at him standing in the distance.

I'm sorry Shaoyang, I made you sad. A thousand words, Song Shiling only gathered three words, I love you. Concise and clear, without any embellishment, enough to express her love for him. If she can cross the chasm, perhaps, she will call Wu Yu and tell him where she is, it is rare to meet and fall in love again, and she wants to solemnly introduce her man to her grandmother, Wu Shaoyang. However, such thoughts can only be thought about and do not take practical action, just because Yang Jingjing's words are deeply imprinted in the brain and cannot be removed.

Sending emails, turning off positioning, and then turning off the computer, Song Shiling stood by the window, stretched comfortably, took a deep breath of fresh air, and then heard the sound of the big iron door downstairs being opened.

Is it the dean who went out for morning exercises? Song Shiling was still there, but thinking about it, it seems that Dean Xiao has never gone out for morning exercises, is that a colleague? Just in the thinking stage, there was a sound of Suo Suo in the living room.

There was no conversation outside the house, and Song Shiling naturally couldn't tell whether it was a colleague, a dean, or an old man. Guessing is better than acting, Song Shiling turned around and opened the door, only to see that all colleagues and Dean Xiao were in a meeting, her door opening interrupted their meeting, Dean Xiao walked out of the crowd and said "good morning" to Shiling, Song Shiling was puzzled, "Why didn't the dean call me in a meeting?"

This is obviously a deviation in treatment, Song Shiling couldn't help but sigh in her heart, could it be that the dean still included me in the assessment period? Looking at the dean's expression, she was a little flustered, would she be annoyed by her disrespectful remarks?

Just as he was about to apologize, the dean took the lead and said in a soft tone: "Child, your grandmother ran out just now, there is no caretaker around, we are discussing how to find it, and we don't plan to call you, because I am afraid that you will worry that something will go wrong." "

The five thunders thundered, slightly stunned, making Song Shiling's brain blank in an instant. Without saying a word, without saying a word, he ran out in a panic, "Shiling!" Almost subconsciously, Dean Xiao also ran out.

The wind was so strong, the footsteps of passers-by were so hurried, and the old man in pajamas was wandering around, without purpose, and his eyes were full of confusion. "Shiling, Xiaojie. The old man's mouth still repeats the names of her two granddaughters, and she searches the streets for them as a child, and in her memory, it is only ten years ago.

"Grandma, grandma!" Song Shiling walked around the street in sandals, it was already work time, and the pedestrians' feet began to speed up, regardless of Song Shiling's anxiety. She grabbed the passerby and asked if she had seen the old man, but the pedestrian did not think about it, and just shook off her hand, saying that she had never seen it.

Not forgetting to say thank you, she still trotted forward, hoping to meet her grandmother at the next intersection.

......

God's favor made Song Shiling's intuition super accurate. When she walked out of the previous intersection, she saw her grandmother standing still in the middle of the next intersection, watching from a distance, her grandmother's behavior was obviously in a state of nervousness, and without thinking too much, she hurriedly ran in the direction where her grandmother was.

"Grandma, what are you doing standing here?" Song Shiling carefully took her grandmother's arm and led the old man in the direction of the nursing home.

Grandma was always silent, like a sleepwalker, immersed in her own world, completely isolated from the outside world, and ignored Song Shiling's words.

In the middle of the night, when she was about to reach her destination, her grandmother stopped her slow steps, Song Shiling also stopped, and looked at the old man blankly, and then, her grandmother turned to look at the distance that Fang had just walked over, pointed to the direction of the journey, and couldn't help whispering to Song Shiling beside her, "Shiling is coming back to see me today." "

My heart moved, but reason still restrained my excitement. The time is out of mind, ten years ago, she would indeed go back to her grandmother's house every weekend to be with her sister. But today is Monday, two days apart, but my grandmother only remembers that she will come back to see her, but she forgets the time. couldn't help but have a sour nose, Song Shiling couldn't hold back her crying, "Grandma, Shiling has grown up, Shiling is here, can you take a look at me?"

After listening to this, the old man looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, "I'm only ten years old, just you, don't lie to me." thought that people would be confused when they got old, but in her mind, Song Shiling, a young man, was even more confused than her.

The weather was too cold, and my grandmother had been standing outside, and the old man had been waiting for Xiao Shiling to appear, waiting for her to come back outside the house like when she was a child, waiting for her to throw herself into his arms. But time has passed, she has become an adult, and she is by the old man's side at the moment, in order to make her grandmother feel at ease and be willing to walk into the courtyard, Song Shiling ran to the road that her grandmother was looking at, trotted, and ran towards her grandmother, with a milky voice in her tone, recalling the memory of the old man's year.

"Grandma, you should believe it this time, right? Song Shiling pretended to be a little tired, because half-squatting and trotting really consumed physical strength, and in addition, she had retired and rarely exercised.

Things were not as simple as she imagined, and instead of believing it, Grandma frowned, and there was some indescribable emotion in her eyes, like impatience, and as if she was trying very hard to restrain her sudden impatience. There is another person who says that he is Shiling, it's really boring! I don't believe anything, the person in front of me is Song Shiling.

Before the woman could say her name, the two were standing on the empty road, and the grandmother suddenly fell ill and pushed herself away.

Stepping on the banana peel that was randomly thrown on the ground, Song Shiling was tripped in an instant, and at the same time knocked over the trash can behind her. Grandma began to be unrelenting, no matter how she explained, the old man didn't want to listen, and had to make it clear that she was not Shiling at all, she was a liar, a liar who cheated the family out of money.

Song Shiling hurriedly got up and grabbed her grandmother's cold hands, and suddenly raised her voice and pleaded: "Grandma, please don't make trouble, I'm Shiling, I'm really Song Shiling." Let's go back, it's cold outside. She wanted the old man to wake up in a hurry, and his current physical condition could not be messed up.

Unfamiliar people, she hates this kind of person touching her the most, this is the old man's consistent opinion. Grandma asked Song Shiling to let go, but the girl refused to live or die, which completely angered the old man. Grandma didn't say a word, and without hesitation, she stretched out her hand and slapped Song Shiling, the loud and crisp voice attracted the surrounding passers-by to watch, and the old man was full of disdain: "Don't lie anymore! Be careful I sue you!"

Suddenly, her whole body seemed to fall into an ice cellar, unable to move. looked at her grandmother, the only relative, and finally beat her, just because of her kindness, just because of her honesty, in the end, she didn't get anything, but got a slap, at that moment, Song Shiling only felt sad and wanted to cry, and there was no other emotion, even the anxiety that had just arisen, was beaten in an instant.

"Old man, what made you angry?" Dean Xiao, who heard the movement, came this time and hugged his grandmother and asked kindly.

Seeing the dean standing in front of him, looking at himself worriedly, when she encountered an embarrassment, Song Shiling liked to instinctively bow her head and look at the ground under her feet, so that no one could notice the subtle changes in her expression. Seeing that the atmosphere had become so embarrassing, Song Shiling was also very embarrassed, and after stabilizing her emotions, she still didn't dare to look at Dean Xiao in front of her, so she could only bow her head timidly.

Grandma naturally told the truth: "This girl doesn't want to say that she is Shiling, and she wants to cheat me out of money, so I don't believe it!"

"Alright, alright. She's a liar, so I'll take you home when I come?" asked the dean.

Seeing that it was an acquaintance, she naturally believed it very much, and her grandmother nodded lightly, like an obedient child, and followed the director to the nursing home.

Back at the nursing home, Song Shiling went straight into the bathroom, splashed her face with cold water, the sound of the faucet was like tears rushing in her heart at the moment, and then raised her head to stare at herself in the mirror, and kept asking her heart repeatedly, is it painful? sad? Do you regret it? In the mirror, she doesn't know what to do, and even her clear eyes are covered with a layer of mist, and her expression is very unnatural. It wasn't until Dean Xiao opened the door of the bathroom that Song Shiling woke up from her state of confusion.

At night, the light in the bedroom came through the crack in the door, and the dean wanted to knock on the door with dinner and ask Shiling to come out to eat, but when he got close to the door, he heard the cry in the house. Gently pushed open the door and walked in, Song Shiling hid in the corner, buried her head in the crook of her arm, sobbing quietly, the dean put the dinner plate on the desk, slowly walked to the child, for a long time, squatted down and hugged the trembling child tightly, muttering to herself sad child, as if after thinking about it for a long time, it was extremely difficult and short to say a few words: "Don't blame your grandmother." "

The voice was soft, and there was pity and pity in the tone. At that moment, Song Shiling didn't have the energy to listen to what the dean said, she just whimpered vigorously and nodded vigorously. She understands her choice, and she understands the price of that choice.