Si Fang's family is full of relatives and friends from all walks of life who have heard the news, and people who have never been familiar with each other...... They all got together and cried earth-shatteringly.

The noise made the two people who had just opened the door and come in frown.

"Where's Grandma?" Si Fang panicked, for fear that this scene would disturb his grandmother.

Grandma can't bear it, she relies on grandpa more than she does.

So, don't let her know.

This was Si Fang's first thought.

"Don't worry, she's at a neighbor's house."

Gu Wei pressed her shoulder, as if to comfort him.

She glanced back at the still noisy crowd, her heart suddenly empty, and she rushed out the door regardless of it.

The door of the neighbor's house was not closed, but it was lightly closed, and it opened with a slight push.

The room was pitch black, except for the faint light coming from the TV in the living room, accompanied by the faint sound of a TV drama, filling the empty room.

It seemed to be cut off from all the hustle and bustle, and the whole room was silent.

Si Wei entered the living room lightly, and there was a dim light oozing through the false security door.

The neighbor was not at home, and only the grandmother was alone guarding the eight o'clock slot, which was constantly being replayed.

Grandma's ears were not very good, but she still noticed the existence of a second person at the first time.

Her gaze was suspicious, but it soon turned to joy, and she lifted her ass and moved it into the sofa, deliberately making room for Si Fang.

Grandma doesn't know who she is anymore, but she is still very happy to see someone watching TV series with her.

For so many years of suffering from dementia, the only person she knew was her grandfather.

Si Fang didn't say anything, just approached silently, leaned against her and sat down.

There was a video of Huanzhu Gege playing on the TV, and the voice of the little swallow was fluttering from it.

It was Little Swallow talking to Fifth Elder Brother.

"I haven't stolen persimmons for a long time, the last time I passed by a persimmon forest, I really wanted to pick a few, but I didn't take any of them because you didn't like them."

The ethereal voice of the little swallow stood out in the quiet living room, like a string of ancient passwords, opening the door to a long memory.

"You know Jianjun, he likes to pick persimmons for me the most."

Grandma watched TV, but her eyes suddenly cleared, without the slightest sense of confusion, but she still didn't know anyone, as if she was immersed in old memories and fell into the whirlpool of time.

"The persimmons he picked are sweet."

"But since we moved here, where there are any persimmon trees, I've made a fuss, cried, and begged him to plant one for me."

"Look," Grandma smiled, her eyes falling on the young seedlings outside the window, "that's the persimmon tree he planted." ”

Si Fang's hands were stirred together, as if this would ease the pain in her heart.

Memories hurt the most.

After a moment of silence, I heard only a sigh in my grandmother's trembling voice.

"But ....."

"I know it all....."

"He's gone... No one picked persimmons for me to eat..."

"You're all lying to me, but where can you fool me?"

Si Fang's body shook suddenly, this was one of the few times when grandma was awake, but she wished that she could be confused at this moment.

"Grandma... Grandma..."

Si Fang just muttered, and turned his head into her arms.

Grandma's embrace was warm, but not as comforting as she had received from her uncle.

She also finally understood that the person who comforted others was not necessarily better than the person who was comforted.

"Grandma, everything will pass... It's going to be fine... We're all in this together.."

"I'm going to the funeral, promise me when I'm sober."

Si Fang could feel the warmth and wetness coming from her shoulders, and how could she bear to refuse an old man's proposal.

At the same time as she responded softly, the door that was originally hidden was pushed open, and someone suddenly appeared with the corridor lamp, which couldn't help but make people lose their minds.

"How's it going?"

Gu Wei closed the door and approached slowly.

Si Fang came back to his senses, and quickly turned his head to look at his grandmother, "Grandma is sober....."

It's just that before she finished speaking, her eyes touched her grandmother's suddenly chaotic eyes.

Grandma she's again.... Confused.

Seeing that Si Wei ignored him, Gu Wei repeated the question just now.

"Just now. Grandma is sober.." Si Wei got up, and the tears that she had endured for a long time finally broke at this moment, "She knows everything.."

"She knows grandpa... Knowing grandpa he..."

Gu Wei suddenly reached out and grabbed her waist and took her into his arms, interrupting what she wanted to say next.

"Don't say it, I understand."

"I know everything."

It was just two sentences, but it made her cry even more fiercely.

In fact, the feeling that the uncle gave her was more instinctive dependence than the hazy emotions between men and women.

After a few moments of hugging, Grandma's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the brief charm.

"I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep, Jianjun will take me to sleep."

"Build an army... Jianjun, where are you? ”

Grandma turned off the TV, the room fell into darkness, Si Wei hurriedly left Gu Wei's arms, and didn't dare to slack off for a moment to step forward to hold Grandma's arm, for fear that she would have an accident.

"Mom, didn't my brother and sister-in-law tell you about it in the afternoon?"

"Dad, he himself signed up for the elderly group to travel to Yunnan, let's coax you to sleep first these days, okay."

Grandma nodded, innocent as a child, "Okay, Jianjun will go play and wait for him to come back." ”

Gu Wei took the opportunity to take over his grandmother and walked out with her in his arms, leaving Si Wei alone in the same place.

Her eyes were slightly red, and her nose was sour.

Grandma lives in the confusion of memories and reality, over and over again, and can't be herself.

This is torture for everyone.