For a few days, people kept crying, and people came to cry, so I kowtowed and cried with me. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Most of them cry politely, and even more so they can't help but laugh nervously, even if I know it's because of nervous and embarrassing laughter, it makes people so annoyed that they want to give her two sticks.

There are also people who are not close to each other but cry very miserable, that person may not be crying for my aunt, probably crying about the hardships he has accumulated over the years. On weekdays, I can't find a reason to cry, so I can only hide and secretly wipe my tears, but now there is this occasion of wanton crying, I can no longer bear it, and howl and vent. The voice was so sad that people knew that he was a miserable person when they heard it.

No matter how others cry, it can't compare to the heartbreak of the mother's family.

The mother's family came into the mourning hall, knelt and sat together, crying like a roar, and decades of getting along with each other turned into crying at this moment.

Others can't understand this cry, what is hidden here is that from playful children to adult marriages, they have witnessed too much time to each other, and one-third of their lives are on each other, which is equivalent to half of their own death.

After the sound of the cannons, the coffin was put into the grave.

I think my aunt really left, and in the presence of all the people associated with her, she was declared to be separated from this world when the coffin was buried in the ground.

Since then, the grievances and trivialities of the world no longer haunt her.

I said goodbye to my hometown, and on the way back I made a decision. Since death is an accident that can happen at any time, I don't want to be at my last moment not doing what I love.

I went back to the island alone, and my father stayed at home for a few more days to attend to some errands.

When I landed again, the warm breeze blew off my coat. It was a familiar temperature, and it relieved my tense mood a little.

Outside the station, there were friends waiting, and in addition to seeing familiar faces at the airport, I was sure to return to a familiar place. They didn't know why I was going back, I just told them that there was some housekeeping, but I think they probably guessed that.

Duan beckoned to me, and the first thing he said when he saw me was to ask me what I had brought him to eat.

I said, bring two eggs. Where, he asked? I said that I was afraid that someone would steal it in my crotch, and I specially brought it back for you to taste. He understood, and my eyes were blank and I didn't squeak. We often talk to each other with this kind of unscrupulous words, and this is the normal conversation.

Tai is also here, he has always been enthusiastic, and there are no major shortcomings except for his love of bragging. Fen stood aside and didn't speak, and silence was her character.

We stuffed into a car and said that we would go to have a hot pot with our luggage, and because it took a lot of effort to pick me up, they asked me to do the east.

No one at the dinner table asked me about the purpose of my trip, which made me feel much more relaxed, and if I did, it would make me feel depressed, and I couldn't answer it well.

"I'm going to do what I want to do!" I raised my glass and said something that made them feel inexplicable.

"What's the matter?" Tai asked, "Take me one to find a way to make money, and I have nothing to do anyway." ”

I drank the glass of wine before replying to him: It's not the business you think, I have no capital or interest, it's something I wanted to do before but didn't believe I could do.

I didn't say my purpose clearly, because although my mouth was full of courage, my heart was still beating the drum, and I was afraid.

"Don't ask, our Brother Sen must be going to do something that we mortals can't do." Duan opened his mouth to speak, with a snarky tone. I guess he's still struggling with the "two eggs" thing, so I don't bother with him.

It would be very boring to do some usual entertainment with people who were too familiar with me, such as singing, and I didn't have the heart to go home early.

Actually, I have things in my heart, and I can't play hard. I was struggling with how to confess my decision to my parents, I wasn't going to ask for their opinion, I felt that my life was my own, but I longed for their unconditional support, which was so selfish that I couldn't talk about it.

I suddenly felt like such a selfish animal, eager to have it but unwilling to give.

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