It was already nine o'clock in the evening when I got home in April.

She took off her wet clothes and took out a slightly old-fashioned nightdress from the simple closet at the bedside and put it on. Originally, she wanted to boil a kettle of water with an electric kettle, but her body was cold and hot, and her strength slipped away, so she crawled into bed slowly and covered her with a thin blanket.

On the old paint-off bedside table is a group photo of the woman with warm eyebrows and a big smile on the man next to her.

It was two years ago in April.

April closed her eyes, stretched out her arm and slammed the frame upside down on the table, then turned around with a tired look and curled up in the thin quilt to sleep.

She had a dream.

In the dream, the boy was wearing a white shirt and leaning lazily against the fence beside her.

The sky is vast and cloudless.

The young man had a leaf in his crimson mouth and looked into the distance with half-squinted eyes. The afterglow of the setting sun shimmered under his eyes, gilding his long eyelashes red.

"Lin April, do you like me?"

When she woke up, April was dazed for a moment, staring at the ceiling with her eyes motionless, not knowing what she was thinking.

She hadn't dreamed of him in a long time.

I got up and looked at the alarm clock at the bedside, it was only half past five, but she couldn't sleep anymore. After getting dressed mechanically and numbly, she washed hastily, and then she went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles, and without bringing it to the table, she just stood up and ate it one bite at a time. She ate very seriously, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and the heat covered her eyes.

A bowl of noodles under the stomach, pale cheeks sweat, she washed the used dishes and chopsticks and put them away, and found last night's wet clothes, took some water in the basin, put some washing powder, and washed it directly with her hands.

It wasn't until she had done all the chores in the small room that she sat down on her stool and rested for a while.

Sunlight shone in through the transparent glass, casting a few spots of light on the concrete floor. April squinted slightly, got up and opened the window, and suddenly, the aroma of the earth mixed with the vapor greeted her.

In the golden autumn of October, the heat has passed, and the weather is not so hot. After a rainstorm, the branches and leaves of the ginkgo biloba tremble and hang with water droplets, and the thin sunlight casts down, and the trees are full of gold, which is very brilliant. The puddles on the ground have not yet dried up, and occasionally earthworms and snails are slowly crawling by.

April lay on the edge of the window for a moment, then turned around and picked up a brown satchel and slung it over her shoulder, opened the door and walked out.

Usually she buys some meat skewers and vegetables to prepare for the stall business in the evening. She is a stall to do barbecue business, because the price is fair and the taste is authentic, and the stall business has always been very good. Originally, according to the plan, she wanted to buy a small suite here and live a stable life with Ah Yu'an.

If Ah Yu is not addicted to gambling.

Sitting on the bus to the outskirts of S City, looking at the backward scenery outside the window, April leaned his head against the window tiredly and slowly closed his eyes.

When he woke up, there were not many stops left from the terminal, and April rubbed his sour eyes and looked out the window in a daze.

In the past ten years, the city and the suburbs have undergone earth-shaking changes.

In the past, it was a campus, and it was surrounded by various schools, so there was a strong learning atmosphere. Nowadays, this area has become an industrial area, where large and small factories and electronics factories are located, and the blue sky is long gone. Since I came here two years ago, I have seen the scene of things and people, and I have left this place that is completely incompatible with my memory without looking back. Unexpectedly, she went around and around, and she returned to this place again.

In my memory, there are taciturn grandmothers, beautiful teenagers and girls, and sweet sweets. In the blink of an eye, they were all gone, except for her, who remained where she was, occasionally dreaming back at midnight, sculpting their delicate faces in her dreams. She rarely recalls the past, not because she is afraid of the sigh of facing the loss of youth, for the past, her memory is not so deep, she can't even remember the appearance of her grandmother.

Ten years is really a long and difficult time.

The horn on the bus signaled that the terminal had arrived, and April came back to his senses and hurried off the stop.

I walked a lot along the way, asked some old people who lived here for a long time, and finally found the address with a vague impression.

It was a small alley, through a cramped and damp path, and at the end of the road, a two-story house appeared. Xu has not been taken care of for many years, and the creeper with yellowing in the emerald green has unscrupulously occupied the entire wall.

Most of the residents left behind were elderly people, and occasionally young people spoke in a foreign country, presumably working in a nearby factory.

The door lock outside the house had long been rusty, and April took out the key from his bag with a fluke mentality, and aimed at the hole core for a long time, only to hear a click, and the lock opened. Exhaling softly, April slowly pushed the door open, and the scene in the house fell into view bit by bit.

It's still old ten years ago, except for some home-cooked pots and pans, there is nothing of value in the house. The cobwebs in the corners of the walls were thick and the floor was covered with carpet-like dust, and I listened closely, and I heard the slight sound of the rope. April found a broom, slowly and patiently swept away the dirt, and used a basin to catch some water, and carefully wiped the house inside and out. After working for a long time, I waited until I stopped what I was doing and looked out of the window, and it was getting late.

April washed her face with cold water, stepped out of the room, gently closed the door, turned around and paced slowly. After walking a few laps, she found a commissary, she bought buckets of instant noodles, and thought that there was no hot water at home, so she asked the proprietress for hot water to brew instant noodles.

After a while, it was a little darker, April carefully held the instant noodles, and paid attention to the road under his feet, and when he was about to approach the door, taking advantage of the moonlight, there was a vague figure probing his brain to probe something.

When I looked closer, I realized that it was an elderly man. April nodded politely at her, turned sideways and pushed the door open with her elbow, put the instant noodles on the table, turned around and found that the other party hadn't left, hesitated for a moment, and asked softly, "Excuse me, is there something wrong?" ”

"This house has not been lived in for more than ten years, and I saw that the lights were on, so I wanted to come and have a look." The old man replied softly.

April was stunned, and hummed in a low voice as an answer.

The old man opened his cloudy eyes and carefully looked at the middle of April before he hissed: "Sister Lin is really a hard-working person, her husband and son are gone, and she has worked hard to raise her by adopting a baby, but this baby is a ruthless child." Hey, Sister Lin has worked hard all her life, and there is no one to support her until she dies, I really don't know what evil she created in her last life. ”

April stared at the instant noodles on the table with her eyes down, silent, her slender and rough fingers rubbing the edges of the instant noodle box one by one, and the hot temperature snaked up along her fingertips, burning her heart without paying attention.

The old man sighed a few words, raised his eyelids and looked at the silent April, he couldn't figure out who this girl was, thought about it, and asked slowly: "I said girl, Sister Lin's urn is still stored with me, if you are Sister Lin's distant relative......" The old man didn't continue, just looked at April with an inquiring look.

April's hand trembled slightly, she pulled her cheeks, and barely squeezed out a smile, "Give me Grandma's urn." ”

followed the old man to his house, and there were not a few words along the way, and the old man had the heart to inquire about April's identity, but April only vaguely responded. After more than ten years, the old man has long been unable to recognize April. Bringing Grandma's urn back, April took out a clean handkerchief, frowned, and carefully wiped the dust attached to the box.

She wiped it very carefully, and she didn't let go of the corners and corners, only to hear a click, and a big drop of water smashed on the back of her hand. The yellowish incandescent light sprinkled on this small room engraves an old and nostalgic oil painting.