At two o'clock in Shanghai, there are still a lot of people who are engaged in special work who are busy, so during the time when Chen Yi and I were chatting, there were already several groups of takeaway boys passing by at the door of the porridge shop, and there were also women who came out of the night market to drink until they were about to vomit.

I don't like Shanghai because it's big, so there are tragedies from life to death at every moment, and it's not a very regular city, because there are still countless people playing here in the middle of the night, and then there is another group of people working for these people who have fun, which makes it more class than any other city.

Just when I was in a trance, Chen Yi's gaze never left me, and she asked me again: "Jiang Qiao, can you agree to this condition?" ”

I nodded and replied, "I promise you, I won't marry Jin Qiu, and I won't be able to fall in love with her." ”

"Hmm." Chen Yi answered, and then called the waiter, she asked for two bottles of beer, and drank it with me.

It was three o'clock in the night, and I was still not sleepy, and I was immersed in the grief of my grandmother's death. It's like a lost lamb that is drenched in another heavy rain while looking for its way.

Late this night, I didn't borrow wine to kill my sorrows, and after drinking a bottle of beer with Chen Yi, I left the porridge shop, and we walked on an asphalt road with no traffic, and the two sides of the road were dotted with European-style wooden street lamps...... It looks very atmospheric.

I don't like Shanghai, but I won't deny it its style and beauty. Even, if there were fewer people in the city and cheaper housing prices, I might want to stay here.

Chen Yi carried her handbag, while walking, she looked at the street scene on both sides very casually, she said to me with emotion: "Since I left the TV station, I feel that my life is much freer, otherwise I would not have been able to come to Shanghai if I wanted to, and I would not even have the opportunity to send my grandmother on the last ride, which will become the regret of my life...... Because, my own grandmother left very early, and my grandmother was very good to me, and in my heart, I have long regarded her as my own relative. ”

I nodded, and then I thought of Xiao Ai again, and on this sad night, it seemed that I thought of her a little often. However, I really want to know that grandma is even better to her than Chen Yi, but she was not able to come back to send grandma on her last journey, in the future, if she knows, will she feel regretful and sad because of this?

Lighting a cigarette and taking a deep breath, I looked up at the sky, which was full of stars, and when they twinkled like grandma's smile. I still remember that during the Chinese New Year this year, she happily wrapped a red envelope for Xiao Ai and Chen Yi respectively, why did she come to the end of her life in only half a year?

I couldn't accept it, and I didn't want to think about the way she ended up lying on the hospital bed without a little consciousness, my heart seemed to be hollowed out on this night, and my tears couldn't help but fall.

Chen Yi found out about my abnormality, she took out a tissue from her bag and handed it to me, and said softly: "People can't be resurrected after death, don't be too sad, grandma she doesn't want you to be like this." ”

The more I heard such words, the more pictures of my grandmother appeared in my mind, and finally I remembered my grandmother's socks and clothes that were broken and repaired, but still reluctant to throw away, and I finally burst into tears...... I felt that I owed her so much and didn't care enough for her, but I completely lost the opportunity to make up for it...... What could be more painful in life than this?

Seeing me crying, Chen Yi also cried, she hugged me, stroked my hair, choked up and said: "Jiang Qiao, although I can understand your feelings, but seeing you like this now, I am really sad......"

I cried bitterly: "I really want to take her for a walk outside, she has lived all her life, and she has never been outside the city of Nanjing...... Last time, the last time I went to see her in the nursing home, Dali was playing on TV, she said Dali was good-looking, and then took my hand and asked me to take her to Dali for a walk...... You say, how can I not be sad when I think of this? ……”

Chen Yi hugged me tighter, she shook her head, and cried a lot: "You really ...... Don't blame yourself too much...... Because you've done well enough, at least you've worked hard all these years and haven't made your grandmother short of money, but she herself believes in thrift. So those days that you feel are miserable, for grandma...... For herself, maybe it's a kind of joy! ”

Chen Yi is a very persuasive woman, I gradually stopped crying, and then calmed my emotions again. I can't imagine how many times the pain of missing my grandmother would be magnified if I were alone in a small hostel.

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Under the street lamp, Chen Yi and I sat down on a wooden bench, and she kept holding my arm and leaning on my shoulder. I believe that at this moment the intimacy and love between us have nothing to do with each other, but more out of family affection. Just like before we fell in love, we would go shopping and eat like brothers and sisters.

Because of her company, my heart is finally at peace at this moment. After a while, she whispered to me: "By the way, Jiangqiao, send a message to Zhao Mu and ask him to come back to attend grandma's funeral, he should come back." ”

I answered, then took my phone from my pocket, I found Zhao Mu's WeChat and sent him a text message: "Grandma left tonight, come back to the funeral." ”

It was already late at night, and I didn't expect Zhao Mu to reply, but he called me the next moment, and his voice was very low: "Brother Qiao, why did grandma leave so suddenly?" The last time I went to see her, she was in good spirits! ”

"When she entered the hospital, she was already in the advanced stage of stomach cancer, and chemotherapy did not stop the spread of cancer cells......

Zhao Mu choked up a little, and he said: "Thinking of what she said to us that day, I am really sad in my heart!" ”

Zhao Mu's words aroused my sadness again, and I was silent for a long time before I replied: "In life, no one can get rid of the law of birth, old age, sickness and death...... Forget it, don't talk about this, let's get down to business...... Can you come back to Grandma's funeral? ”

"No matter how difficult it is, I have to rush back to see my grandmother for the last time...... I'll book a ticket back to Nanjing. ”

"Well......" I answered, then fell silent, and after a few moments, I asked him again, "Why haven't you slept so late?" ”

"I was working overtime to make drawings, and I was going to sleep right away, but it seems that I can only sleep on the plane."

I told Zhao Mu to pay attention to his body, but he, a student from a famous school born at the grassroots, wants to gain a foothold in this society, relying on this drive. Zhao Mu should be successful, because at this time, he has done everything he can for his work.

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The next day, my grandmother's body was transported back to Nanjing, and I returned to Tulip Road again after a long time. On the way back, I received a message from Liu Liu, the owner of the piano shop. He asked me why I didn't show up that afternoon when I had an appointment to learn guitar.

I told him what happened, he asked me to mourn, and asked me if I would go back to Shanghai in the future, if I didn't want to go, he didn't take advantage of me, and would refund me all the money to learn guitar.

I should have told him that I wouldn't be going to Shanghai again. However, I don't know why, when I sent him a message, I still said that I would wait until I was done with this time to consider whether to go to Shanghai, and asked him not to rush to refund my tuition fees for piano studies.

Perhaps, in my subconscious, Shanghai is not a city that can be easily withdrawn from my life, and it seems that there will be someone there or a new story to start.

No, it's not a story, it's a new life!

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