The Bu family puts Kong Ming lanterns every year, and there is no one this year, so let her do it. The person who made the lamp and put the lamp last year was not there, Yu Wei thought about every detail of making Kong Ming lanterns with Buxiao, just as Buxiao was still by her side, just as he sat on this sofa with her, looking at herself with a smile, she was in this fantasy, little by little, the lamp was done.

After the completion, I have to write something, she wrote last year "May there be today, every year has today", when the whole family was reunited, happy, but the good times are not always there, this year, it is really not like last year.

After Yu Wei accompanied the old man to eat dinner on the empty dining table, she came to the courtyard alone, stood in the boundless snow, looked at the night sky, thought for a while, and wrote two words on the lamp, "Go home".

The Kong Ming lantern, which carried her hope, lit up with a warm halo, slowly rose into the air, and the two black words "go home" were extremely dazzling, no matter where everyone in the family was at this time, I hope they can go home quickly.

There was a heavy snowstorm that night, after Yu Wei fell asleep, she was always unstable, and in the early hours of the morning, she suddenly woke up and heard a loud noise from upstairs.

She stepped on her shoes, ran up the stairs quickly, came to the door of the old man, knocked on the door, heard a "come in", a little relieved, opened the door and entered the house, saw the old man sitting on the edge of the bed coughing violently, on the ground was a broken teacup, she was startled again.

This night, the old man had a low-grade fever, coughing incessantly, as if feeling a cold, Yu Wei didn't sleep for a moment in the middle of the night, called the private doctor, after the doctor came, she accompanied the old man to hang water, waited for him to sleep again, and sat on the edge of the bed all the time.

Early the next morning, the Bu family in G City came back, and before Bu Jingsheng and Yao Sujuan came, Bu Hui arrived home first.

He received a call from his father and rushed back, asking him to come back first to take care of his grandfather, as soon as he entered the house, Buhui was very surprised, he hadn't heard of so many things at home, how could he come back, he saw that the house was empty, and everyone was gone, only Yuwei and his grandfather were at home, and then he felt scared when he saw his grandfather's illness.

But overnight, the old man couldn't even speak, Yu Wei sat on the edge of the bed inch by inch to take care of it, once the grandfather had a hoarse voice, only opened his mouth, couldn't make a sound, and wanted to say something with air leaking in his throat, Yu Wei leaned in to listen carefully and asked, "Do you want to sit up?" ”

Grandpa nodded, Buhui immediately saw that Yu Wei stood up, supported the old man's two sides of the ribs, picked people up and sat hard, and found cushions for grandpa, adjusted the angle, dressed grandpa, served tea and poured water, even grandpa wanted to spit, she was not too dirty, and then used paper to beat the old man's back and let him vomit clean. As a result, after a while, grandpa suddenly wanted to vomit, and when Yuwei handed the basin over, grandpa had already vomited filth on the bed, and when grandpa finished vomiting, she began to help scrub and change the quilt again.

At this moment, Bu Hui felt that Yu Wei was even less like his peers, she was like an elder, taking care of her grandfather herself, and he, her grandfather's own grandson, could only watch from the side, not daring to approach, and at a loss, she was simply a superfluous person.

When Yao Sujuan and Bu Jingsheng hurried home, they saw Yu Wei and Xiao Hui guarding the bedside, seeing that Yu Wei didn't seem to have much rest, and asked her to go downstairs to sleep for a while.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you?" Yu Wei turned around and asked Bu Hui, the time she saw the table clock just now, it was only seven o'clock in the morning.

"Leave me alone, go to sleep." How could Bu Hui let her take care of her own food again.

"Then remember to call me when you go back, your parents may leave later, and the nurse hasn't come yet......" Before Yu Wei went to sleep, she explained Bu Hui, and when she walked back to her room, she saw Bu Hui standing at the end of the corridor, looking at her with a somewhat complicated expression.

Maybe he will find it a little strange, how can she take care of the patient so handy, Yu Wei returned to the room at this time, closed the curtains, and thought in the dark, if she was like Bu Hui, it was smooth sailing from childhood to adulthood, and she should also stand on the side stupidly when she saw the old man sick, helpless.

Inevitably, Yu Wei remembered the past again, she was fourteen years old at that time, but her mother's illness was not such a simple cold, she took care of her with her own hands, and watched her die day by day.

Before Yu Wei went to bed, she looked at the words "Pingbu Jiuxiao" on the opposite wall, his name, at this moment, she missed Buxiao and thought of the extreme, and even a little sour.

Probably because the things she thought about before going to bed were too heavy, coupled with the tiredness of the night, Yuwei fell asleep soon after she fell asleep, but the sleep was very shallow.

The curtains were not drawn tightly, the room was half dark and half daylight, and Yu Wei's dreams came one after another, overwhelming her almost breathlessly.

It's all nightmares, most of them are things she has experienced before, she desperately ran in the dark, crying bitterly, trying to catch something, and after catching it, she found that it was a mirror and a moon, her hands were empty, she dimly saw her mother cooking in the kitchen, she happily hugged her mother and cried with joy: "Mom, it turns out that you are not sick, you are alive and well, and you are still at home, I always thought you were dead......"

But thinking carefully between dreams and dreams, the person had already passed away, and Yu Wei couldn't help choking her breath again and fell into deep sadness.

Several paragraphs are clips before my mother's death, my mother died of terminal liver cancer, and in the last few days, because of upper gastrointestinal bleeding, she vomited blood, she dreamed of herself at that time, and tried to do something for her mother powerlessly in front of the hospital bed, but it was useless, her hands were full of blood, her whole body was blood, on the bed, on the ground, the blood could not stop gushing out.

In the dream, she went to take the high school entrance examination again, and when she got to the last one, she was always uneasy, and she was forced to hold on to the exams, almost every time her shirt was soaked, people were almost dehydrated, and everything within her sight was empty, and the moment she finished the exam, she ran out of the examination room, the weather was extremely hot, and everything on the asphalt road was distorted by the white hot steam, and when she rushed back to the hospital, the person was gone......

The bed was empty, and the room was dark.

Yu Wei suddenly turned into a puppet with scattered threads, and a staggered person slowly sat down holding on to the door of the ward, spinning the world.

She really couldn't stand it, she felt like her heart was being torn apart, and the world was torn apart along with her heart.

Knowing that it was a dream, she still couldn't help but hold on to the door frame and cry bitterly, why did she have to experience this kind of thing again in her dream?

I don't know how long she cried, but in a trance, she only felt that her elbows were held steady by a pair of strong hands.

Yu Wei wailed and turned her head to see the person in front of her clearly, and she felt that this seemingly endless nightmare was finally coming to an end, and someone had come to save her.

Bu Xiao stood behind her with a solemn expression, supported her, and pulled her up from the ground.

He was the only clear face in her dreams, so clear that her eyebrows and eyes were visible, as if it were real.

She cried even harder, threw herself into Jinxiao's arms, hugged his waist tightly, like grasping the last straw, those three words irrepressibly vomited out of her throat, and the voice that came from the depths of her soul was hopeless and cruel.

"Uncle step......" she cried, and the cry almost turned her inside out: "My mother is dead!" I don't have a mom anymore! Can you help me, help me......"

Bu Xiao lowered his long eyelashes, hugged her tightly, and stroked the wide and warm palm behind her head, he didn't say anything, just pressed her face to his chest and made her cry loudly.

I don't know how many times I shouted "Uncle Bu", it may be that he is asleep, or it may be that he woke up, Yu Wei was still crying when she woke up suddenly, and she cried for a long time, she remembered where she was now, but she couldn't control herself to calm down, she had never needed Buxiao so much, she didn't want anything now, she just wanted to see him, just like in a dream, as long as he came, she had a place to stop.

He has been with her since she was fourteen years old, when her mother was sick, Bu Xiao came to help her, when her mother died, Bu Xiao came to comfort herself, and even went to the cemetery to put the urn, he also accompanied him.

How much Yu Wei wanted to give way to Xiao back at this moment, she couldn't measure this mood herself, the helplessness, loneliness, and longing that she had been accumulating since he left finally broke out at this moment.

"Wake up." Yu Wei was still crying, suddenly a pair of hands reached over, shook her shoulders, she looked at the bed with teary eyes, for a moment, she thought she saw Buxiao, but when she looked at it, the person's appearance was somewhat similar to him, but it was clearly not him.

It is a step emblem.

Yu Wei lifted the quilt and covered her face, she wanted to calm herself down as soon as possible, and she didn't want him to see her ugliness.

Bu Hui just walked to the door of her room to call her, and suddenly heard her shouting, as soon as he entered the door, he saw that she seemed to be caught in a nightmare, but he heard clearly what she was screaming about.

She was shouting "Uncle Bu", logically speaking, she shouldn't have called the fourth uncle, but she still caught the old title and shouted, she cried very sadly, and he vaguely heard her say "Mom is dead" or something......

He had never seen Yu Wei like this, and when Bu Hui came out of her room, he thought that the fourth uncle should have seen all her appearances, because from a long time ago, when he didn't know her, the fourth uncle was helping her.

She told herself before that she had liked the fourth uncle since she was fourteen years old, he was emotional at the time, he didn't take it seriously at all, and he didn't take it to heart, until today, he seemed to vaguely understand what the fourth uncle meant to Yu Wei, which was important to him that he could never imagine.

Now it's just because of himself, the fourth uncle is gone, she needs him so much, misses him, and is still holding on, he understands that his feelings for Yu Wei now can never be said to be "like", there is a stranger feeling, like strangeness, and like familiarity, but he definitely doesn't want to see Yu Wei sad.

Bu Hui walked to the second floor, and saw Yao Sujuan talking to Bu Jingsheng, with a solemn expression, when he approached, he heard Yao Sujuan say: "Let the fourth child come back, the family is so messy, how can a little girl Yuwei withstand it......"

Bu Jingsheng was silent, lowering his eyes, as if he was feeling guilty, and before he could speak, he heard another voice sound.

"It was my own decision to become a soldier, and I shouldn't have let others go," Bu Hui said as he passed by: "I'll call the fourth uncle and ask him to come back." ”

Hearing him say this, Yao Sujuan's eyes suddenly widened, and her eyes stared at her son with some dismay, Bu Hui had already walked straight to the balcony with her, and took out his mobile phone, he deleted the fourth uncle's number before, and then he felt that it was a very naïve move.

Even if it is deleted, Bu Xiao's phone is still recited backwards, it is impossible to forget, let alone block, just like the blood thing, no matter where or when, he has to shout "Fourth Uncle" when he sees Bu Xiao, this is a matter of birth.

In fact, so many times, he occasionally went home, and when he passed by the empty room of the fourth uncle, he couldn't adapt to it.

The phone was dialed out, Bu Hui was a little awkward, he hadn't talked to the fourth uncle for a long time, he felt a little embarrassed and angry, but the phone only rang twice, and it was connected.

He didn't speak, he didn't move, and there was silence on the other end of the phone, and then, there was a very familiar chuckle, bad, Bu Hui listened to it, and couldn't help but laugh a little.

"It's kind of until you call me." The fourth uncle's voice has not been heard for a long time, but it is still the same old tone and appearance, his voice is low, and his tone is frivolous: "You kid finally miss your fourth uncle?" ”

Bu Hui raised his eyebrows helplessly, and when he just wanted to speak, there was a sudden scream in the corridor, and then the balcony door was slammed open with a "bang", Yao Sujuan was like a strong wind, suddenly blowing here, Bu Hui watched her run in inexplicably, a little puzzled, seeing her pale face, a little frightened.

"Xiao Hui, your grandfather fainted just now, tell your fourth uncle and ask him to come back quickly!"