Lin Yu could almost hear his own heartbeat, it was a very bold decision, he couldn't be sure what the consequences of his actions would be. However, Lin Yu couldn't think of any other way, the old man couldn't wait for his son to come back, and the only relative on her phone book, the little uncle, also ignored the old man's current situation. Now, Lin Yu can only let the old man recognize the facts and plan for his future life.

The son is undoubtedly the sustenance of the old man's survival, and when she sat under the banyan tree and watched the sunset in the distance, the old man thought that his son might be back soon. So the old man can wait with peace of mind, and the day when his son comes back has become the old man's eternal hope.

Lin Yu knew that he was cruel to do this, but without spiritual sustenance, people would not die, but if there was no food, people would definitely die. Lin Yu didn't know how much money was left on the old man, but whether it was staying in a hotel or buying a photo frame, the old man obviously didn't realize his money crisis. She may have thought that when her son returned, everything would be settled.

Among the two of spirit and life, Lin Yu chose the latter for the old man, he felt that the old man was a learned person, he had worked as a newspaper reviewer and editor, and he would also use an old-fashioned camera of the Oriental brand, even if the old man's dream was awakened by himself, he would definitely be able to walk out in the end.

Lin Yu comforted himself in his heart, but in any case, his actions were a big risk, and it was also possible that the old man would be traumatized and really become mentally ill. Looking at the back of the old man who stopped, Lin Yu's ten fingers couldn't help but clench into fists, and a cold sweat oozed from his palms.

The old man should have seen the posthumous photo on the dresser, so her footsteps stopped in advance, and this posthumous photo was like a hammer, knocking the old man up from his dream for ten years.

Lin Yu felt that he was ready, no matter what he saw next was that the photo frames in the old man's hands were all scattered on the ground, or the old man was crying and yelling, he thought that he could accept it, the moment he woke up was painful, but she could enjoy the real life after waking up.

After a few seconds of pause, the old man finally had the next move, and she continued to walk forward with the picture frames in her hand, and when she came to the dresser, she put them all on top of it.

This was a reaction that Lin Yu didn't expect, the old man was so calm, she neither yelled nor went crazy, like, like the photo didn't appear in her eyes.

Lin Yu frowned in surprise, didn't the old man see his son's posthumous photo? But this idea was quickly denied by himself, in order to make the posthumous photo more conspicuous, Lin Yu deliberately placed it in the center of the dresser, next to the old-fashioned mirror. At such a close distance, it is impossible for the old man not to see it until now.

Just when Lin Yu was puzzled, the old man's soft voice came, "This photo, what's the matter, it's here?"

Lin Yu felt that his heart was pinched, and the old man's movements could be seen from his position, the old man picked up his son's posthumous photo from the dresser, and she slowly ** the surface of the glass photo frame, the expression on her face was calm and serene.

The old man really knew, she was not mentally ill or senile dementia, she had just been deceiving her son that he was still alive. Lin Yu raised his legs and slowly walked into the old man's room, the old man came back to his senses from the gaze of the posthumous photo and saw Lin Yu appear beside him.

"Xiaoyu, you put the photo on the dresser," the old man said lightly, and there was no blame in his tone, "My son died ten years ago, and I have always known this." ”

The old man turned and walked to her bed, where she placed the photo on the folded quilt, bent down again, and took out the hidden wooden box from under the bed. The wooden box slowly opened on the old man's lap, and inside were two other relics of his son, a military merit medal and a watch. The old man raised his head and looked at Lin Yu, a helpless smile appeared on his face, "I always said that I would wait for my son to come back for the New Year, do you think that I am just a crazy old woman?"

Looking at the old man's smiling face, Lin Yu's eyes turned red all of a sudden, he shook his head silently, and sat down next to the old man gently.

The old man took the military medal in his hand, and his expression seemed to fall into a distant memory, "Time really flies so fast, unconsciously, ten years have passed in a flash, do you still remember the Wenchuan earthquake in 08, many people died because of this disaster, including my son." ”

The old man sighed lightly, and then said, "That year, my son has not been home for the third year, and he told me on the phone that he will definitely come back for the Chinese New Year this year and accompany me well." But soon, his unit received an order to go to the disaster. During that time, I was paying attention to the news of the Wenchuan earthquake on TV every day, the strong earthquake of magnitude 8, and the ruins, and every time I watched the report, my heart would be twisted. I sympathized with the local residents and was even more worried about my son, who had gone to the rescue to help the disaster, and heard that there were constant aftershocks at the center of the earthquake, and the death toll was rising every day.

I tried to call my son several times, but most of them couldn't get through, and I knew it was because there was no signal there. Finally, my son called in the middle of the night, and he told me that he was all right and that he couldn't come back for the time being, because there were still many trapped people waiting to be rescued in the rubble, but he told me at the end of the phone that he was homesick..."

When the old man said this, the corners of her eyes were moist unconsciously, she wiped it with her sleeve, and took the photo in her hand, "That was the last call between me and my son, the rescue activities of the army were over, and I did wait for my son to come back, but he was carried back by several comrades." My comrade-in-arms handed me the medal, and he told me that my son was particularly brave in the rescue operation, and he rescued a total of 78 people from the rubble, and one was a baby under a year old, but during the last rush into the rubble, an aftershock erupted, and a huge stone fell from above his body...

Those comrades-in-arms were lovely children, and when they handed me the medals, they all knelt down in front of me. They cried like a child who hadn't grown up, and they cried out, Mom. ”