I wandered aimlessly on the road for a long time, and the rain became heavier and heavier, and the raindrops were about to soak my clothes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I'm afraid that the relationship between us hasn't progressed to the point where we can **** each other, so I hurriedly said goodbye to the overly enthusiastic raindrops, covered my head and ran into the Internet café.

In this way, I received a phone call from the seat of the Internet café informing me of my aunt's death.

My life began to change quietly because of this tipping point, or rather, I tried to change.

I live in Hainan all the year round and was born in my hometown in Hebei. There were many changes in my childhood, because my parents couldn't take me with them to live, so they packed me like a burden and sent me around. After a few years, I grew up a little bit, and it was no longer suitable for my grandparents to take with me. So my parents picked me up, and the three of us came to the island and took me with them to struggle in the quagmire of survival.

My mother has endured a lot of hardships over the years, and her life has gradually become better. I had never thought of going back to my hometown before, because the two places were far apart, and the round-trip fare was not cheap, which my young parents could not afford. For this reason, I haven't seen anyone back home for many years, and my relationship can only be barely maintained by memories and two polite phone calls during the holidays. Gradually, it became more and more fainter...... It's like a certain hometown dish that I have eaten, the taste is familiar, and after leaving my hometown, I can't help but miss that taste, and after a long time, my tongue has never tasted it again, and slowly I can't remember the taste, and I won't miss it anymore.

I didn't know how to react after knowing that my aunt was dead, and I didn't know how to react properly. Sad? Perhaps, but it didn't push me very strongly, so I had to keep silent. I don't know how other people related to it reacted, and I don't know how much of it will be true feelings, and how many of them will be sophistication.

I have little contact with death, but I am not completely strange, I have witnessed my grandfather from illness to death. At that time, I was still young, and my grandfather was already very old, 73 years old, and people often said in their ears that 73 and 84 were all hurdles, and it was difficult to get through a serious illness on this hurdle. Death seems to be something that can happen at any time for the elderly, and everyone accepts it silently and does not make a fuss about it. But the aunt was too young, and her death was not an unexpected event that everyone expected, so everyone panicked.

My mother asked me to go back with my dad and hurriedly booked the first flight that night, and there was nothing to pack for my luggage, just a few changes of clothes. Because it is a funeral, it is inconvenient to bring any special products back, everything is simple, everything is fast.

The taxi was running on the road to the airport, and the raindrops hit the windows angrily, like an abandoned woman scolding the untrustworthy man for saying goodbye. I was afraid that its resentment towards me would be enough to break through the sturdy window, so I closed my eyes and stopped looking.

"Thank you" closed the door, removed the luggage, and I whispered to the driver. Maybe it was thanks to him for getting us to the entrance of the airport and preventing us from going down any more unnecessary paths, or maybe it was thanks to him for protecting me from the resentful attacks of the rain with this tin box.

After checking in my luggage, I went to the boarding gate and waited. The waiting time always feels like a long time, and time is stretched out in this situation, and no matter what you're doing, it's going to be too hard to endure, making you feel longer than all the happy times of your life combined.

I couldn't stand the time and got up and walked to the goods area, I didn't have any money, I didn't plan to buy anything, just shop.

After the government implemented the duty-free policy on the outlying islands, the duty-free shops at the airport were still doing a brisk business, and they were all luxury goods in them. Luxury is born to satisfy people's flashy desires, and its value does not lie in the actual meaning of its existence. It is the gorgeous aperture of light given to it by this era, through which everyone wants to show themselves in front of others, and wants others to recognize the owner who wears them because of this expensive appendage, some putting the cart before the horse.

It's highly sought after among people who can barely afford it.

I kept walking, because it was still a long time, and I didn't come to see the goods, I came to see the girl, and the purpose was clear. This is probably the only thing I don't get lost at this confused age.

As I watched beautiful girls pass by my pupils, the fire in my hot eyes wished to burn all the rags that covered them.

Girls with beautiful carcass, but none of them belonged to me, I felt sad, and the fire in my hot eyes was extinguished by this basin of cold water.

Maybe I had the opportunity to have it, and that girl worked here, smiling like the girls in front of me with almost uniform smiles. The floor I stepped on at the moment was the one she passed over every day, and here she was, and I heard her mention it, and maybe the next second she would appear in front of me.

Will she walk like me with her head down? I began to imagine that she would inadvertently raise her head, stop abruptly, and look at me in disbelief. Perhaps, I will pick up a few strands of fine hair hanging from her ears, make a salty joke with her, let go of their obsessions, and rebuild their ......

I began to indulge in self-made dreams.

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