After taking care of the affairs of the Hangzhou family, Xiao Mubai decided to go back to Shaoxing again. Because he heard a news, this news made his heart sink and he had to go to his hometown.

An An died, which is sad news.

An An, grandmother's fourth puppy, a poodle, is relatively short, almost two-thirds calf high. The whole body is white and gray, not very beautiful, but definitely not ugly. In addition, the appearance is very cute, and it is definitely the face of the dog, and there is a feeling of cuteness, neutral and cute.

By the way, An An is a male dog.

The sound is very loud, especially when it bites, it looks fierce, but it doesn't bite, it just looks fierce.

Xiao Mubai liked it very much, because An An was the one he brought back, and at that time it was just born, a little small, and it looked like a little mouse. Of the four dogs, he liked it at first sight, so he insisted on taking him back despite the persuasion of his grandmother and the dog owner.

At that time, An An was not the most beautiful, one with white hair was much more beautiful than him, and there was another with black hair, and he didn't like it. The last one, the puppy is also white and gray, and it looks much stronger than An An, but he still picks An An.

Grandma asked him why he didn't want it because he didn't have a trace of stray hair on his white and black body. Even if you really like mixed dogs, there is a strong one, but this skinny.

Xiao Mubai replied dumbly: "It's so pitiful for it to stay in the corner, the dog's mother doesn't like it, and its brothers and sisters don't care about it." ”

Grandma stopped talking for a while, she knew why Xiao Mubai fell in love with An An, it was because he and An An had the same illness. Mom and dad are not around, cousins of the same age are not in Shaoxing, they don't play with him, she is the only one.

To this day, Xiao Mubai still remembers that scene, when he was 12 years old, just in the first year of junior high school, and he was still very immature.

He is just 20 years old now, and eight years have passed since the first day of junior high school, and An An has spent eight years at his grandmother's house, which is equivalent to forty-eight years old. Originally, he heard that domestic dogs generally live a long life and can live for about 20 years, but he didn't expect An An to live only eight years.

He thought that he would be able to see An An in the future, but he never thought that just a week ago, An An died, and he didn't even see the last one.

"Don't be upset." Xiao Ya watched him silent and hugged him to comfort him.

Xiao Mubai squeezed out an ugly smile on his face, glanced at her, and did not speak. Because he was driving the car with his hands dragging the steering wheel, he immediately turned his face, stared at the front with an expressionless face, and continued to drive forward. "I didn't feel bad." He was silent, and suddenly spoke.

Hearing his low tone and slightly dry voice, she felt very uncomfortable looking at it.

Xiao Ya came over in the afternoon. After he ate at noon, he got the news that An An had died from Xiao's mother, and he didn't have the heart to stay any longer, so he wanted to return to Nyingchi Town non-stop to see An An. His performance immediately alarmed the careful Xiao Ning, and he directly called Xiao Ya.

He didn't have the idea of taking Xiao Ya over, since she stubbornly wanted to go, then it was better to go. She also knows about An An. Of course, that's what he told her when she was a freshman.

Xiao Mubai was in no mood to speak, and Xiao Ya didn't know how to comfort him at this time.

The car drove directly to Nyingchi Town and parked directly at the door of the house. Xiao Mubai opened the car door and went down, stood in front of the door and pushed the door open, his eyes swept in the yard, and sure enough, he didn't see any trace of An An. It was the grandmother who did not lie on the rattan chair with her back, but sat in a daze with her back against the banyan tree.

"Grandma, why are you sitting here?" He hurriedly walked in and helped the old man to help.

"Brother Mu, are you back?" Grandma was a little suspicious, and it seemed that she was going to die in peace, which also made her, an old man over seventy years old, a little sad and sad, and the more she looked old.

Xiao Mubai nodded and said loudly, "I'm back." After speaking, Xiao Ya helped her grandmother into the house. Grandma noticed Xiao Ya, kept looking, recognized it for a long time and nodded, and said to him with a smile: "The last time you came was in June, alone, more than three months have passed today, and I finally brought her back." ”

Grandma was alone at home, Mingming didn't know where to go, no one took care of grandma and an old man, Xiao Mubai felt a little uncomfortable. But he couldn't do it himself, let alone ask others to do it, and when he thought of this, he just sighed in his heart.

"Grandma, you!" Helped grandma to the bed, while talking to her, reminiscing about the past, Xiao Mubai was a little distracted as she spoke, until grandma called and reached out to take out a wooden box from the cabinet on the bed.

"This is An An's ashes, I know you are talking about it, take it. I'm a little tired, get some sleep first. When I wake up, I'll make you something to eat. With that, Grandma drove the two away.

Xiao Mubai stretched out his hand to take the ashes, sighed, and came out of the house. After coming out, he got in the car directly and drove to the beach, and Xiao Ya followed silently.

As he drove the car, he thought about what his grandmother had said.

On the night of An's death, he screamed at every turn, his voice was hoarse, and he was very lonely, as if he knew that he was leaving, as if he knew that he had not seen him yet. Maybe he was calling him, but Xiao Mubai was not at home at the time, thousands of miles away in Istanbul, in World War II Germany in another time and space.

An An should have died of illness, or maybe not, and it might not have been time to die in eight years. Around September 23rd, after my grandmother got up in the morning, she wondered why she was quiet, and when she made dog food and barked, she found that An An was hiding in the corner and her body was stiff.

When Xiao Mubai heard the news of An An's departure, he was stunned for a moment, and his heart suddenly became empty.

Grandma is because of this, raised the first dog, died after having feelings, got used to the existence of dogs, and then continued to raise a dog, maybe it can replace the discomfort after leaving, people are used to animals. Dogs are always short-lived compared to people, and this is the fourth dog that my grandmother has raised.

Of course, this is Xiao Mubai's first dog, and after spending the first year together, he was sent to school in Hangzhou by Xiao's father and Xiao's mother, and since then, he has been less separated from An An.

He likes the feeling of it licking his palm with his tongue, and the happiest time is the days when he goes back to Shaoxing to play with An An every time he goes back to Shaoxing during the school weekend holiday, and he can't forget the reluctant eyes every time he leaves home from school, and of course, the joy he rejoices every time he goes home.

In his sophomore year, he injured his lower leg because of participating in a sanda competition, and stayed in his hometown in Shaoxing for two months because of the injury.

Xiao Mubai needs to exercise because of his illness, so he goes for a run every morning and afternoon, along the Qiantang River Riverside Highway in Hangzhou Bay, with An An.

A young man wearing a sea soul shirt, a dog with a half-lame hind legs, and two disabled patients, in the morning under the rising sun, in the evening under the setting sun, lonely and resolute tuk tuk forward, leaving a scene that is not very warm.

Xiao Mubai thought that that scene was at least not eternal, but at least beautiful women could take it out once, not relive the inspirational picture at that time, just take it out to play, take it to relax, and bring it freedom. That scene only happened a little more than a year ago, and he still remembers it vividly, but he didn't expect An An to be gone.

He silently opened the urn, took out a small number of ashes, and scattered them into the sea.

After listening to him talk about these things, talking about the bits and pieces of He An An as before, this scene has only been two years, but now it is a matter of fact. Thinking of this, Xiao Ya's eyes were already red, tears couldn't help overflowing, seeing him silent, she became more and more distressed, hugged him, buried her head in his shoulder, and shouted.

"If it's uncomfortable, just cry."

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