A small pile of money, not a lot, but enough for two people to live for a while.

Qingchen didn't know how much their medical expenses were, how much it cost to buy a medicine, she was not a philanthropist, and the money was already within her reach.

The man was half a head short of Qingchen, he looked up at Qingchen, and his dried eyes seemed to light up again, but he didn't reach out to take the money, just looked at Qingchen Mumu.

"Daddy," the little boy tugged at the man's cuffs, "Sister, money." ”

In a few simple words, Qingchen saw a hint of shyness on the man's face.

"Take it, I'll go back first."

Qingchen shoved the money into his hand and ran back to the store. The man clutched the money in his hand tightly, and a few creases appeared on the pink paper, and the little boy stared at the pile of money.

"Dad, the money is here, are we going home?"

The pink paper was placed in the faded overalls, and the man led the little boy step by step.

The ash in the ashtray was poured into the trash can, the desktop was wiped clean with a rag, and Duan Yi caught a glimpse of light dust coming in from the corner of his eye.

"Did you take it?" He asked.

She nodded, carrying the coffee cup off the table, "How did you come up with the idea of giving them money?" ”

"There is a cycle of karma, and if we help someone once, maybe he can help us in the future."

Qingchen smiled disappreciatively, and he couldn't deny his words.

Chu Chu interjected at the bar, "You two are really living bodhisattvas, and you have good hearts." ”

If you change to someone else, it's okay if you don't rush out, not to mention that Qingchen and Duan Yi also gave money to people, although it is not much, it can be regarded as a charcoal in the snow.

The next day was the day when the new products in Qingchen's store were launched, and everything was almost ready, Qingchen had been lying on the sofa and reading the stories she had received when she returned to Palm Springs, while Duan Yi was preparing fruit for her in the kitchen.

Most of them are manuscripts submitted by some girls, and most of them are sweet stories of love, and among the many sweet stories, Qingchen turned to a story sent by a boy.

Little girl: When I was in high school, I met a girl with big eyes, and I almost fell in love with her at first sight, but she was so timid that she didn't dare to fall in love with me, and it wasn't until we finally went to college that she agreed to be my girlfriend. It's a pity that one of us is in the south and the other is in the north, so far away, but I love her so much, so I'm not afraid of being far away. Later, I don't know when it started, I started to get impatient with her, I was too lazy to go to her, too lazy to prepare a birthday present for her, everything became a matter of course, I began to cheat, hiding from her to find one girlfriend after another at school.

This girl is so stupid, she never checks my phone, I can't bear it anymore, I told her everything, she still doesn't believe it, I think she is unreasonable and deletes all contact information. I was twenty-one years old when we separated, and now I am twenty-six years old, in fact, I was already very guilty about her just after we separated, but I kept making excuses for myself not to go to her. Until the other day I went on a business trip to her former home, stood downstairs for a while, and met an old lady.

The old lady told me that the family was all gone, my father had a car accident five years ago, my mother gave up treatment for breast cancer the following year, and the girl drowned last year. A family of three, all gone.

If I hadn't done those bastard things, she would still have me.

It was not an anonymous investigation, Qingchen saw that the girl's avatar was a hand with only a red rope, and it was a boy's hand. There are mixed feelings in my heart for a while, and what can be more powerless than death.

Flipping down further, it is another poignant story that pokes people in many sweet stories.

R: It's three o'clock in the morning, I've been sitting in the car for five hours, the lights upstairs haven't been turned off, there's a big happy word on the window, you know I'm coming, you know. I didn't cry today, I'm afraid you'll be upset, you used to say that it would be nice if you were a girl, and I want to say that people of the same gender can also get married.

When Duan Yi cut a plate of pears and came out, Qingchen was wiping his tears, he saw that something was wrong, and he couldn't even walk the way, so he hurriedly put down the plate and went to wipe her tears.

"Daughter-in-law, good girl, what's wrong? Who upset you? Why did you cry, my husband hugged me. Duan Yi picked her up and put her on his lap and wiped her tears with his hands.

Qingchen was picked up suddenly, still a little dazed, tears were falling, and his movements were obviously stiff. Duan Yi noticed that something was wrong with her, didn't continue to make other movements, and began to ask her again.

Qingchen handed him his mobile phone, he glanced at it a few times, then turned back and continued to coax her.

"Don't look at it, don't look at it, you will earn your tears, don't cry."

He took a few pieces of paper from the coffee table to wipe her tears, and wanted to continue to use his hands, but he was afraid that his hands would be rough and hurt her. Qingchen was a little embarrassed by him, two people who were more than half a hundred years old together, and now they were like two children, especially Duan Yi, with distressed eyes on their faces.

Qingchen snorted and laughed, "Tears are indeed quite profitable. ”

Duan Yi nodded hurriedly, "Don't cry, there are too many people who love in this world, there are many people who don't know how to cherish, and there are many people who are bound by the world, love is too difficult to understand, you don't need your daughter-in-law to think about it, you just believe that I won't change, I will make you happy all the time, and nothing can separate us." ”

Qingchen, who was still a little embarrassed, began to burst into tears again after hearing Duan Yi's words, and the previous awkwardness was gone, so he leaned back and leaned into Duan Yi's arms.

"You're lying." She accused Duan Yi.

Duan Yi was puzzled by the second monk for a while, "Daughter-in-law, where did I deceive people?" ”

"You said that you can't separate us, so why did we separate before?"

He was a little speechless at this time, but the daughter-in-law in his arms seemed to be so soft, he couldn't bear it.

"Daughter-in-law, it's all accidental, isn't it reconciled now, isn't it?"

Qingchen sighed, and Duan Yi's heart hung up,

"Daughter-in-law, my fault, I should be punished, I should have found you earlier, reconciled with you, no, no, no, I shouldn't have broken up with you, let the two of us miss it for so long in vain, it's all my pot, I should fight."

He started "masochism" again, light and soft-hearted, and he was pinched to death.

snatched his hand, took it lightly, and placed it on the side of his face.

"I was also wrong, I shouldn't have taken it out of context at that time, without asking your opinion, and made an arbitrary claim to break up. I clearly said that if there was anything, the two of us would solve it together, but I escaped by myself. Her voice was soft, and what she said was what Duan Yi loved to listen to, and he was open-minded for a while.

"But," she suddenly took a turn for the worse, and Duan Yi became nervous again.

"There's a reason why I'm breaking up, even if I'm reconciled now, I don't think it's real, I always feel fluttery, and it's a little awkward."

Qingchen suddenly sat up straight and turned his head to look at him, "I said awkward, don't be angry, because it's been too long since we have been separated, and I haven't gotten used to reconciling all at once, you have to give me time." ”

Her big eyes flickered, her eyes looked at him firmly, and Duan Yi's heart was about to melt,

"Give it to you, give it to you for as long as you want, daughter-in-law, you're the best."

As he spoke, he pecked it in one bite, Qingchen was rubbed by his saliva, and Duan Yi took a mouthful of foundation, but this man only cared about silly fun and didn't care about what was on his mouth.

Duan Yi was delayed the next day, he came to the store late, the store was already overcrowded, most of them came for the new products, and of course there was no shortage of people who came for the story.

Qingchen and Chu Chu's busy feet didn't touch the ground, and they couldn't greet Duan Yi when they saw him coming, so they only asked him to go to the bar to sit down, collect money, and settle accounts. Qingchen has set up a story wall in the southeast of the store, and the stories on the wall are all put up with permission.

The two stories from last night are also there, and she temporarily found the owner and added them.

The store is lively, and the story wall is even more lively, and many people come here and linger in front of the story wall for a long time.

After a while, a man of twenty-five or sixteen walked up to the bar.

"Do you have a pen and paper?"

Duan Yi raised his head and glanced at it casually, found paper and pen from the bar, and handed it to him. The man scribbled a paragraph on the bar, then put down his pen and turned to walk towards the story wall.

Qingchen came out with the cake, hurriedly gave the cake to the customer, turned her head and saw a man standing by the story wall, with a red rope tied to his hand, she stopped, looked at the man for a long time, and then walked over.

"Little girl?"

The man's figure froze for a moment, put the paper in the box, and turned around slowly.

"It's me."

"Did you come here on purpose?"

He and the young girl are not from Tongshi, and they must be here because they came on purpose.

He hummed, "I came here overnight, thank you for the wall." ”

"It's fine."

The two of them stood facing each other, and then the man turned back to face the wall, looking at the story in black and white, there was no expression on his face, Qingchen couldn't understand it, but he also knew that some words should not be spoken by himself.

"I'm going to get married in two months." He spoke suddenly.

Qingchen was surprised, and then restrained his expression.

"I haven't been in touch with her since we broke up, and a business trip is also an opportunity, I just want to see if she's doing well, I feel ashamed, and I'm always thinking about how to make up for her."

"When the old lady told me, I didn't believe it, but she later found a newspaper to show me, which was a report of childhood drowning. She didn't come up by herself to save a child, I heard that she was already suffering from depression at that time, and her desire to survive was no longer strong. ”

"She gave up on herself, and I've been wondering if she wouldn't have been like this if I hadn't left her in the first place." He sighed almost inaudibly.

"Xiao is a very good girl, I'm sorry for her."

Qingchen pursed his lips and didn't speak, the person is already dead, no matter how much he repents, it's useless, not to mention that he is also getting married, the reason why he will repent now is just because when he remembered it again, she was no longer there, and he had no way to apologize in person, so he felt sad and guilty.