He met his grandfather.

It wasn't the first time he had seen a corpse......

In all kinds of cases, there have been more tragic scenes than this, but until this moment, he can truly understand what the deceased's relatives will faint when they see the corpse, and what will cry for what they will cry about.

And he can't cry even if he wants to... Rice plant...

Obviously sad, but the tears seemed to be frozen by the weather, knotted in the eyes, knotted in the heart, turned into needles and needles, stinging, cold......

When he came out of the examination center, what he couldn't get out of his mind was his grandfather's worst appearance, they said, he fell to the ground with his head, his brain burst out, and he was killed on the spot......

Each of these words was enough to make people shudder, and at this moment, they were piled up in his mind, squeezing and colliding one by one, hitting his temples for a while, as if the pain was about to burst.

He had a smooth life, he had never experienced life and death, and suddenly he remembered his sixteen-year-old sister, how strong did she have to be at that time to be alone and send away her father and mother who left her at the same time?

At this moment, he realized that he still didn't know her well enough from beginning to end. He loved her, loved her, and cherished her, but he never seemed to stand in her perspective and think in her way of thinking, but simply thought that he loved her so much that they had a past that no one could replace, so of course they had to be together......

My sister's abnormal behavior that has puzzled him for many years finally has a conjecture, and some conjectures, although they have not been confirmed, but if the conjecture is true, then sister, dear sister, how did you endure this unspeakable torment and longing alone in the United States for three years? How much courage did you muster when you came back to me?

I'm sorry, sister, I'm sorry......

He lay on the steering wheel, letting the pain eat away at his heart little by little, he had scolded himself for being a bastard a long time ago, and now, he was still a bastard! Let my sister bear so much alone, and he, who thinks he loves her, will only ask and get, never thinking that his sister has been away for three years and has lived a life that is more painful and difficult than his......

finally understood that three years ago, when he asked her if she would come back, she shook her head, and it was not his heart that was shattered, but his sister's own heart, which also turned into dust at that moment......

All the past, today and yesterday, are reproduced in his mind one by one, those who have laughed, hurt, and shed tears, have never been so clear, as if, through those smiles and tears, I saw the deepest and most essential things, and saw the fresh, beating heart of my sister......

And he has never felt so close to his sister's heart as he does now......

Tumbling in her memory, her smile was like the orange warm light emitted by the rattan lamp at the entrance, gradually embracing him, gradually infiltrating him, and finally merging into one, blending into the same warm halo, beating quietly in the winter night......

He sat up slowly, sealing all the pain and contradictions, the puddle of blood and his grandfather's worst face.

Life is always unselectable, pain is always unavoidable, and what we can do is to rebound at the bottom of the pain when the pain is too painful, and the higher the rebound, the farther we can go, and our life will be more open......

The past is predetermined, the future is unknown. Dear sister, since the past is unchangeable, and our meeting is destined, then, at this moment, the only thing I know is that sister, no matter what life becomes, I want us to be together......

His face was calm and tense, and his driving hand was still trembling slightly, but his eyes had turned firm, and he drove the car and went straight to his grandfather's house.

There are only two people in the house, my grandmother and the nanny, and it is already night, and a clear light is shining cold, which makes this huge room a little more lonely and cold for no reason.

Grandma heard the voice and thought it was my grandfather coming back, so she came out to greet her, "Congwen, ......"

"Grandma, it's me." He said softly, his voice a little hoarse.

Grandma's eyes were not very good, and she squinted for a while, "Oh, it's Yiting, what's wrong with coming here so late?" ”

"Hmm...... My dad ...... Let me fetch something......" He didn't dare to look into his grandmother's eyes, his gaze turned to the side, his eyes glazed.

"What do you take? You can find it yourself, your grandfather hasn't come back at this time, I don't know why Lu Dao went......" Grandma smiled and nagged, as if every grandfather and chess friends forgot to go home when they played chess......

Xiao Yiting's heart was sore, he endured the choking in his throat, and said in a dumb voice, "I'll go upstairs to find it." ”

Grandpa's news, he couldn't speak. He didn't know what kind of reaction his grandmother would have once he knew the way, and at this moment, he suddenly understood Qinghe, the woman who was as quiet as a water lily, the woman he thought she was ruthless, but in fact, the openness of her life was all for him......