Chapter Seventy-Three: Going to the Grave
On the day of the Qingming Festival, it coincided with the rainy season, and it had been raining wet for two days, and on the day of the Qingming Festival, the rain was not only endless, but even greater.
Gao Ruohan drove to the door of Butterfly's house, Butterfly was already waiting downstairs, she opened the car door, Butterfly got into the car, Gao Ruohan saw the flower in Butterfly's hand, and said, "I also bought flowers, just put them in the back." ”
The car sped on the highway, the water vapor was filled along the way, the two women were silent, and the atmosphere was gloomy. Gao Ruohan occasionally glanced at butterflies in the rearview mirror, but butterflies just stared out of the car window, not knowing what they were thinking. was originally a woman of few words, and Gao Ruohan naturally had nothing to say.
I just thought silently in my heart: This girl is really pitiful. There are vague scenes of when I was not married to the old man and lived here alone. However, she has spent those years with Butterfly, and she also knows that she has a resolute personality and does not like the sympathy and pity of others, so it is better to be interesting.
To say that over the years, the exchanges between them have not been as good or bad as those of stepmothers and children, but relatively dull. Gao Ruohan never minded that she just called herself "Aunt Gao". She also felt that there was no need to be so pretending, if it wasn't a mother and daughter, it wasn't a mother and daughter, and it was better to clear up this relationship. Everyone is also comfortable to get along with.
On this day, the two women accompanied them to the Zilin Cemetery outside the city to sweep the grave. That year, because Lao He was in a hurry, and Gao Ruohan didn't know where his ex-wife was buried, he decided to find another place for him. A solitary single hole.
On the day of the burial, Gao Ruohan looked at the tomb and whispered: Lao He, I will put you here, and I don't know if you like it or not, and I am helpless. I saw that the scenery around this place was beautiful and relatively quiet, so I took it upon myself. I've also discussed it with the blame here, and she agreed, she's your only daughter, and she nodded, and I think there shouldn't be a problem. Our life, although it is not long, but after all, it is also a husband and wife, I hope you sleep in peace.
Gao Ruohan parked the car, and the two of them each held flowers in their hands, and walked to their father's grave in silence. For a few years, the pines and cypresses on the cemetery were growing silently, and now they are more than half a person tall. The rain became fine, and the pines and cypresses in the rain looked particularly green, like tears from people. In this world, it is actually the people who are really injured in front of the grave.
The two put the flowers one after another, and each was silent in front of the cemetery for a long time. Then Gao Ruohan suddenly said: "Time flies so fast, it's been so many years since your father left." ”
The butterfly answered yes. Looking at the green light in the rain and the wet stone monument, the butterfly's heart was full of sadness. This small tomb is where her only relatives are buried. They will never see each other forever through this bluestone.
In the days when her father just passed away, she always felt that her father's voice and smile were still vaguely in her ears, and she was still chattering about her not, all kinds of babbling, all kinds of verbosity. And how much I hated and annoyed him, but now that I think about it, this is the happiest time in my life.
Originally, Butterfly wanted to bury her father and mother together, but her father only took her to the cemetery when she was a child, and after a long time, she never went again. She didn't know where her father buried her mother. This became a permanent secret, and it was taken there with the death of his father. This world is so ruthless, and my father and mother still can't be perfect in the end. One person and one green mound.
On the day of his father's burial, the butterfly quietly brought some photos of his mother, those photos were things that his father hid deep in the drawer, except for his father, no one had touched them, and Gao Ruohan never entered his study after his father died.
When the coffin was sealed, the butterfly took advantage of Gao Ruohan's turn to wipe away her tears, put these photos in, and silently said in her heart: Dad, you and your mother will meet there. If you can't see it there, then these photos are a consolation.
It was still the same as my mother when she was younger, and the hairstyle and clothes in the photo were outdated, but she still had the same eyes and eyebrows as herself. She looked at it for a long time and thought to herself: It turns out that her mother is such a woman?
After being silent for a long time, Gao Ruohan suddenly sighed and said, "Let's go, it's raining again." ”
Before the butterfly turned to leave, she stared at it again and thought, "Dad, I'm leaving, you can stay here." If you miss me, you can come to my dreams and meet me.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that his eyes were sour, and he felt that tears seemed to be dripping, so he quickly wiped them off with the back of his hand, followed behind Gao Ruohan, walked out of the park one after another, and walked towards the parking lot.
On the way back to the city, they had lunch at a restaurant, and Gao Ruohan looked at the butterfly lightly and asked about her recent condition.
The butterfly just said, "Good. ”
"You're also older, and you'll take care of yourself, but you must eat well, your father was always worried that you wouldn't eat at that time."
The butterfly suddenly choked a little, the previous sadness did not completely dissipate and calm, and suddenly Gao Ruohan said this, and couldn't help but be aroused again.
"I will."
Gao Ruohan also has some resentment, her mood is not much better than her, but after all, she has experienced more than her, and she is older, so she may be more open-minded.
"Let's have some food, there are no good restaurants along the way, I think if I go to the city to eat, it's too late, so I'll have some here."
"It's okay, Aunt Gao."
"You're a good boy, always have been, I know." When they lived together before, she once regarded her as her own child, because she never had a child with him, I don't know if this is the only regret in this life? Perhaps, in He Yuran's heart, it should be the guilt of his life. Later, when the butterflies grew up, they gradually began to be like friends, although they couldn't talk about everything, and occasionally they would sit down and talk about women's hearts.
Gao Ruohan wanted to ask her what her plans were now, but she was afraid of touching her sad place, so she wanted to say it several times. Instead, Butterfly saw what was on her mind and said, "Aunt Gao, if you have something to say, just say it." ”
Gao Ruohan smiled reluctantly and said, "You're alone now?" ”
Butterfly couldn't help but bow her head when she heard this, of course she knew what she was asking? But what should she say? I'm thirty years old, and now I don't even have a serious friend. Affection seems to have been put to rest here.
"It's still the case. I'm also quite busy at work, so I don't think about it for the time being. ”
"Years are like water, I thought like you back then, but it's a few years,......"
"I know that if there is a suitable partner, I will get married."
"What I want to say is that women can't be too picky, and there were actually a lot of bumps between me and your dad back then, but we still went all the way. Don't miss a stop, another stop......"