It's not like you'll be able to leave in a while, after all, you still have to pack some things.

In the evening, the four of them sat around the small wooden table, eating snacks and drinking tea, enjoying this quiet evening life.

"Grandpa, I've always had a question for you," Zhang Zixia looked at the scarf around Old Man An's neck and asked strangely, "Why don't you take this scarf off whenever you want?"

Ever since they met Mr. An, the scarf would always appear in their eyes with him, as if it was one with him.

An Bai also turned his head to look at Old Man An, he had lived with Old Man An since he was a child, but he had only seen the scarf but had not heard his grandfather mention the stories behind it.

"This scarf," Old Man An touched the scarf, shook his head and smiled, "This scarf was knitted for me by an old man of mine." ”

"Old man......" An Bai frowned when he looked at the scarf, and asked suspiciously, "Is it grandma?" It must be grandma, I have heard my parents say since I was a child, how much love grandpa and grandma have, so this scarf must have been woven by grandma.

"Yes or no. Old Man An lowered his head and sighed softly.

"The madness of my youth has created irreparable mistakes......"

Perhaps his life is probably summed up in this sentence.

When he was young, Mr. An was wanton and unrestrained by the world, and his mother once said that he hoped that one day someone would appear to take care of him, otherwise he didn't know what he could do.

Unexpectedly, her mother was a proverb, and one day that person appeared in his life and redrew a blueprint for him.

Old Man An gently closed his eyes and remembered those youthful years.

At that time, the conditions they lived in were not as rich as they are now, and it just so happened that the place where Old Man An lived was in a small village, and that person suddenly landed here.

In the image of Old Man An, the old man is like an angel, beautiful and full of confidence...... All good words can be used for her.

She stood there, just waiting for others to look up.

The arrival of the woman caused a sensation in this small village, because it was too beautiful, so ah, the woman was jealous, and the man wanted to chase her down and marry her back to his home, and Mr. An was naturally one of the suitors.

As in all novels, Lang has a concubine intention, and the woman only likes Old Man An, just like that, the prince and the princess are happily together, but unfortunately, reality is not a fairy tale, and this is not the final ending.

After joy, there is injury, life is really bloody sometimes, that woman is sick, when she came, she already knew.

The woman's mother said that the disease had been developed several years ago, but they had never known about it, and they wanted to take her to the hospital because they were uncomfortable with her some time ago. ”

They did not tell the woman about her illness, but took her to this little village, where she hoped that she would live happily for a while, and as they expected, she was very happy, because she had met Old Man Ann.

In the first few months of her death, this secret finally couldn't be hidden, she just smiled and held Old Man An's hand, "What I regret the most is that I can't accompany you anymore, if there is an afterlife, I hope to meet you sooner." ”

In the little time she had left, she knitted this scarf for Master An, and she hoped to leave a trace of memories for Master An.

She died in the arms of Old Man An, and Old Man An didn't cry that day, but just sat with her in his arms for a long, long time, and kept chanting her name in his mouth.

That scarf, since her death, has been worn around the neck of the old man An, he has never married her in his life, he has spent his life missing that woman, in his eyes, his heart can only tolerate her.

It wasn't until someone reminded him later that he was going to adopt a child, so as not to be lonely and lonely when he was old, that he went to adopt An Bai's father.

When Mr. An was eighteen years old, he met her at the age of sixteen, and when he was twenty years old, she had just turned eighteen years old and had passed away and left him, and the memory of just two years made him miss him for forty years.

Zhang Zixia and the others were silent, this story was heavy, they didn't expect that under the broken scarf, such a poignant story was hidden.

God gave them the opportunity to meet and love each other, but it did not give them the opportunity to stay together for a lifetime. Is fate cruel? No. Is time passing too fast? It can probably be said that they just met the right person at the wrong time and lost their lives......

Luckily, the two of them are happy because they loved each other, because they still had such a good time.

"Grandpa, that grandma is really happy to have met you. It took a long time before Zhang Zixia spit out such a sentence.

Yes, how can you not be happy, it is enough to meet such a person who loves you in this life, even if the next moment is death, you will not be afraid.

"No, I was happy to meet her, if I hadn't known her, I wouldn't know what I am like now, she taught me to grow up with her life. Old Man An smiled, there are some things that don't need to be said explicitly, just understand yourself.

This price is too great, if he is allowed to choose again, he would rather never meet her, in fact, he just wants her to be safe for a lifetime, his wish is very small, this is just this one, but this simple wish can no longer be realized.

"Okay, it's too late, I'll go back tomorrow, let's all go rest." Old Man An waved his hand at them, and walked slowly into the room with his crutches.

Zhang Zixia and the others stood in place and watched the back of Old Man An walking farther and farther, silent, there are some things, they don't understand, they can't understand, that woman, they know probably only that person, as for the rest, except for Old Man An, no one can understand.

The night was quiet and slightly cool, this night, destined to not be able to sleep peacefully, several people looked at each other, needless to say, they had already understood each other's meaning.

Zhang Zixia leaned on her bed with her chin propped up, pouting, she suddenly wanted to know the young man An and that girl, were they very happy at that time, don't think about it, that's a certainty.

The wish of the heart is to win the heart of one person, until life and death, this life is enough.