"Hello, Ruyi Rouge Shop, welcome."

Hearing the sound of the bamboo swaying, the magpie jumped to the door and pulled the vermilion gate open.

Outside the door, an old lady in a black brocade cheongsam stood. The cheongsam is very foreign, so foreign that it doesn't match the old lady's pleated face.

"Hello, I want to buy a box of rouge for my granddaughter." The old lady said solemnly: "Tomorrow is her eighteenth birthday, and I promised her a box of rouge as a gift when she turns eighteen." ”

"Then you've come to the right place, the rouge in our Ruyi Rouge Shop is unique." The magpie made a gesture of please, and the old lady stepped lightly on the ground with her feet and walked in.

Xing Ruyi was standing in front of the counter and was familiar with the lattices. Making rouge gouache was her hobby, but she never dreamed that she would be able to create a shop. What's even more outrageous is that she forgot about such a thing worth showing off.

"Sister, there are guests."

The magpie said happily, Xing Ru turned around with a smile, but her eyes touched a pair of lifeless eyes.

It was a pair of eyes that should have been beautiful when they were young, but now, there was no trace of luster in their pupils, but a dead gray color.

Xing Ruyi tugged at the corner of the magpie's clothes and motioned for the magpie to look at the old lady's eyes.

"What's wrong?"

The magpie asked confusedly.

"The old man's eyes seem to be a little strange."

"It's not strange, it's called a dead man's eye." The magpie leaned into Xing Ruyi's ear: "These are what my sister taught me." ”

"I taught you?" Xing Ruyi looked at the magpie in surprise: "How can I understand this." ”

"My sister knows a lot." The magpie said arrogantly, and after speaking, she was a little disappointed: "It's a pity that my sister forgot everything." ”

"yes, how could I forget." Xing Ruyi muttered, seeing that the old lady was looking at the bottles and cans intently, she hurriedly asked in a low voice: "What kind of eyes are dead people's eyes?" ”

"It's the eyes of a dead man. However, the old lady is not dead yet. The magpie is like a primary school researcher who is serious about imparting knowledge: "Does my sister see the white light on her?" ”

White light?

Xing Ruyizai looked carefully and seriously, and vaguely seemed to see a white light, a very faint white light, which seemed to penetrate the fog in the early morning.

"What's that?"

"Yang Qi is the only Yang Qi left in her body. When that white light was gone, she was really dead. ”

"Then why did she come to Ruyi Rouge Shop?" Xing Ruyi asked curiously: "Shouldn't people who are on the verge of death stay in the hospital?" I remember the fox took me out of town and drove for a long time, how did she get here? ”

"I came here myself." The magpie pursed his lips: "It's the kind of person who comes over when he thinks about it." ”

"Thoughts? Soul? ”

"Probably." The magpie grinned, walked up to the old lady, and asked intimately, "Have you made your choice?" ”

"There are so many things that my old man doesn't know what to choose. Or, little girl, you can recommend one. ”

"Does your granddaughter have a favorite flower?"

"My granddaughter is very fond of peach blossoms. I remember that when she was very young, there was a peach tree in our yard in our hometown, and when the flowers bloomed, she always liked to stand under the peach tree. A gust of wind blew, and the petals flew everywhere, and she wore her little pink dress and swirled and danced in the peach blossoms, and said that she was a little fairy, a little fairy that the peach blossoms had become. When I grew up, I always liked to use something related to peach blossoms. Actually, I know that she likes not only peach blossoms, but also her thoughts about her parents. ”

"Her parents ......"

"Died in a car accident." The old lady sighed: "That year, she was just born, and she looked very cute. Her mother was married from afar, and she was a very good girl. As for people, gentle and demure, when they saw me, they smiled before they opened their mouths. I like her very much, and my son likes her very much. After having my little granddaughter, her mother discussed with me that she wanted to take the child back to her parents' house. At that time, I was more stubborn, and I always felt that the child was still young, and I couldn't go when I saw my grandmother.

Because of this, I had the first quarrel with her mother, and it was very bad. My son, in order not to make me angry, and to keep her from feeling uncomfortable, took the two of them out in a car when it was dark. The mountain road is particularly difficult to walk, especially in early spring, which always gives people a particularly terrifying feeling.

By the time I got the news and rushed over, her parents had already gone. As for her, she was stuck in a small rock crevice in the mountains. I don't know if it's providence, but there is a wild peach blossom growing next to the crack in the stone. She was looking at the peach blossom and squeaking with a smile.

Since then, it has been the two of us who have lived together. I was afraid that she would be sad and sad, and I never told her about her parents. She also asked me twice when she was a child, probably because she was sad to see me, and slowly stopped asking.

Look at me, this man is old, and he talks a lot. If you say too much, it is easy to be verbose. Little girl, why don't you help me find a jar of rouge related to peach blossoms? ”

"So be it." The magpie took something and put it in the old lady's hand: "This is made from the peach blossoms of March, and your granddaughter absolutely likes it." ”

"This ...... How much? ”

"No money." The magpie pointed to the white light on the old lady: "We only need this." ”

The old lady was stunned for a moment, then understood, and handed the peach blossom rouge that she had already held in her hand to the magpie again: "This thing, please help me transfer it to my granddaughter, and please help me tell her, just say that grandma is sorry for her." If it weren't for grandma, she wouldn't have turned into a child without parents. ”

"Don't worry, I'll definitely bring this." The magpie spoke, and with a tug of his hand, he pulled the white light on the old lady's body.

Without that white light, the old lady suddenly dimmed like a light that had been extinguished, and disappeared in a few moments.

"Where did she go?"

"Sister wants to know?" The magpie jumped back to her, first put the white light into a jade bottle, and then held her hand: "The magpie will take my sister to take a look." ”

In the hospital, in an ordinary ward, the atmosphere was a little depressing.

"Your grandmother, gone." The doctor opened the old lady's eyes and looked at it, then turned to the girl sitting on the edge of the bed and said, "Your grandmother has passed peacefully, and the medicine you bought has relieved her pain a lot." You are still young, there is still a long way to go, and I believe that your grandmother does not want you to become unhappy because of her departure. Little girl, accompany your grandmother again, and when you get out of this hospital, tell yourself to live well and live well. ”

Jiang Li nodded, his eyes stopped on his grandmother's face, and he grabbed the sheet with both hands.

In hospitals, birth, old age, sickness and death are common. Doctors are not immortals, they can't save everyone's lives, although they will also be sad about the death of a patient, but soon, they will devote themselves to another battle with death. The reason for the comfort is professional habits, but also because the girl sitting on the edge of the bed is too young.

The old lady was suffering from cancer, and from the day she was admitted to the hospital, she was the only one who was with this young girl. In order to see a doctor for her grandmother, she could endure eating only a few bites of steamed buns a day, and in order to earn more money for her grandmother's pain-relieving medicine, she worked desperately, although those bosses were only willing to pay her a very small salary.

The old lady who had just passed away did not know that this young girl had even bought the only small house they lived in order to save her life.

Cancer, housing payments, sometimes not equal. People are gone, money is gone, don't say that a little girl, even an adult, will find it unbearable.

"Grandma, grandma, why?" The girl held the sheets hard, tears rolled in her eyes, rolled repeatedly, but never fell: "You obviously promised me that you would accompany me through college and watch me get married and have children." Why don't you talk count, why do you talk don't count. Do you know? Our home is gone. I sold it to keep you. Why? Why did I give everything, I have done my best to keep you, and you are still so ruthless to leave me. ”

"You shouldn't have said that about your grandma, and she doesn't want to leave you. However, life and death, your grandmother said it herself, and it doesn't count. ”

"Who are you?" Jiang Li looked up at the two strange women who suddenly appeared in the ward.

One of them, younger than himself, wore a peach-colored classical Hanfu, and the other was fashionable and good-looking. But she confirmed that she didn't recognize them.

"We're here to help your grandma deliver something."

"Sending something?"

"Yes, your grandmother ordered something in our shop. She originally wanted to give it to you on your birthday, but she knew she couldn't wait, so please bring this thing. ”

"My grandma ordered it?"

"Well, your birthday present." The magpie smiled and stretched out his hand.

In the palm of his hand, the porcelain vase glowed with a silvery-white sheen.

Jiang Li took the porcelain vase, opened it, and suddenly laughed, laughed and cried, crying and crying, she slammed the porcelain vase to the ground: "She's dead, she's left me, and she pretended to give me some birthday gifts." ”

"Jiang Li, your grandmother loves you."

"Love me? Love me, why did she leave me. Did she know that after she left, I was a complete orphan. In this world, no one will love me anymore, no one will miss me anymore, and no one will give me a birthday again. She is a villain who does not believe in her word, a coward, and a deserter. I hate her, and I will never forgive her again. ”