After booking a seat, I saw that it was still early, and I wanted to go back to the vicinity of the old house to have a look, and if the owner of the house was interested in selling it now, then I would definitely buy it.

After all, in addition to my old home, there are also several diaries and comic books that I left in a hurry and forgot to take with me, as well as limited edition figurines of the time.

Without that person, I'm ready to go back to my original life.

Although I don't have the high-paying job of assistant to the general manager, I should be able to barely make ends meet if I open a few more novels and write tens of thousands of words a day, right? If it really doesn't work, I'll sell the antique house that Grandpa Lu Xiaohan gave me, then buy a tricycle, get up early and go to pour some fruits and seafood.

Touched by my own desolation, I took out a tissue and wiped my bitter tears.

The face that was slapped twice by An Ran was still aching, and the general manager didn't avenge me, and he told An Ran Qing in front of me, this rotten person, I should have said goodbye to her a long time ago!

I returned to the community where I used to live with a sense of fire, and the uncle of the community communication room was still there, holding a two- or three-year-old boy at the gate to bask in the sun.

So I went up and said hello.

The uncle's eyes were so dazzling that he put on reading glasses and squinted at me for a long time, and then said slowly, "Shallow? ”

I pounced, "Uncle still remembers me, uncle, I haven't been back for seven or eight years!" ”

The uncle shrank back desperately and pushed me away, "Go away, let the family see that the impact is not good!" Then he squinted at me for a moment and shook his head, "No, I seem to see you a lot." ”

My back was cold, "Impossible, I haven't been back to S City since I went out to college, you see I'm a ghost!" ”

The uncle was also upright, and immediately shook his head, "No, no, no, I remembered, it's a photo!" ”

“？？？”

"Doesn't you live in two 306 buildings?"

I nodded sluggishly.

"That's it. It's you, your friend entrusted me with a good look at your house before, and gave me a lot of money. Then every once in a while I will go to your house to clean up the dust. Your picture has been hanging in the living room! I've watched it for seven or eight years, and I think it's good! Definitely good! ”

"My friend?" I wondered.

Uncle nodded.

"Then you must be misremembering," I affirmed, "I have no friends!" "I'm still confident in that.

A trace of astonishment appeared on the uncle's face with a few deep wrinkles, and after a few seconds, as if he was too lazy to talk to me, he handed over the boy in his arms to another uncle who was playing chess with him and scolding, and then went to the small drawer of the communication room and found a key, and waved his hand, "306's, come here, I'll take you to see you." ”

***

in the elevator.

I held it for a long time, but I couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, you just said that my friend gave you money and asked you to help me take good care of my home, right?" ”

"Uh-huh! I should have retired a long time ago, but because your friend promised to find a job for my son, I stayed here to show you the house. ”

Give money and find a job for someone's son? I'll go, this friend of mine is really capable!

"But I've already sold the house, so who bought it back?" My dilapidated house is so popular?

The elevator doors slowly opened.

The uncle walked out first, took out the key and poked it through the door of my old house.

The security door of the house has not changed much from before, and even the sub-post posted on it seems to be the same as before I sold the house...... Wow, although I forgot what the buyer looked like, I have the impression that the young lady should be a very clean and decent person, how did such a character do not change the word blessing for n years! Isn't it a New Year?!

The door was pushed open.

Unlike the dusty I imagined, the home was clean as if someone had just cleaned it up, the TV, the teacup, the sofa, all as if I had left this time not for seven or eight years, but only for a few minutes.

I walked in and reached out to the side, which was my habit of touching the doll hanging next to me when I changed my shoes. Sure enough, this mold touched that familiar feeling.

There was a light smell in the air, not strong, but it made people tremble at the bottom of their hearts.

I've smelled it on her before.

***

In the living room, there is still a photo taken on my fourteenth birthday, when my mother was already sick, this photo was taken next to the hospital bed, in the photo, although there is a trace of worry in my expression, but in the end I am still fourteen or fifteen years old I don't know the severity of the age, I don't realize the severity of the disease at all, and I still have a big smile on the camera.

I touched the frame, and the sharpness of the edge of the frame had already become rounded, and I don't know how many times she had touched it.

I went around the rooms again, and although it was slightly different from when I left, the overall layout of the room remained unchanged, even the cabinet where I kept my comic books was the same as before I left.

I moved to my old bedroom, and when I moved, I told my parents that I was going to live in this bedroom, because only in this room did I have a big window that could see the outside world.

Below the window was the place where I had rented my house for three years after I sold it, and the row of adobe houses had long since been turned into high-rise buildings.

On the windowsill was a black notebook with a ballpoint pen pinned to it, the tip of which had long since dried.

It's a diary.

On the title page is only a delicate but restrained letter, W.

Open the diary 2006.10.9

I saw the little girl who sold me the house last week, and she was hurrying to the hospital with a big bag, and I followed her two intersections. It's kind of funny to see her wet wolf bèi.

Ps, that house is really broken.

……

2006.12.24

Tonight is Christmas Eve. After taking care of the work, I bought myself a bottle of red wine, washed two glasses, and lit a candle. I also don't know why I washed two cups. I felt a little bored, so I took the picture of the little girl down, poured a glass of wine in front of her photo, and lit a stick of wax.

It feels a little weird.

Ps, I don't know what that little girl is doing now.

……

2007.2.17

The little girl lived in the bungalow next to her, and today she went to the gate of the community to inquire, and her mother seemed to have died. is so soft and cute, I don't know what she cried.

Ps, if I can coax her, maybe I can be less sad?

……

2007.4.1

Why is S City still so cold in April?

How much laundry does she have to wash?

Today's employers are really ruthless.

Ps, gas.

……

2007.9.1

It's finally a high school student!

I opened a bottle of beer for you. Congratulations on your admission to high school.

Ps, my father said that I was not good at drinking, and it would be a shame to sing if I got drunk.

……

2008.5.16

I said why I couldn't see her these days, it turned out that I had someone I liked.

PS, annoying.

……

2008.8.11

I didn't see anyone for a single holiday. Looks like you're hanging out with a girl who gets a guitar?

I really don't understand what guitar is not good for high school students nowadays to learn to listen to? What's so good about a guitar?

I know the piano, violin, cello, and pipa.

Ps, still annoying.

……

2009.3.24

My father called me, and my time here was almost over.

Kind of don't want to go.

Ps, in fact, this house is quite comfortable to live in.

……

2009.6.10

The college entrance examination is over, and I can finally relax.

I don't know where I'll apply for a university, but if you can get in.

Ps. Doesn't look smart anyway.

……

2009.7.20

Going to go.

Got along for three years. I can't bear it.

The last ps, to the shallow, I like your heart hurts.

A drop in the corner.

Wen Yan.

My tears were falling down my face. Keep wetting this diary.

The uncle put his hands behind his back and said slowly, "Your friend cares about you." I used to ask her why she didn't sell the house, which is now a school district house, and if she sells it, she can get a good price. But you know what she said? ”

She said she wasn't sure if she would be able to take care of you in the end. So I'm going to have to leave you a place to hide if you're sad. ”