Dead vines and old trees are faint, a depressed scene in winter, as soon as I drove, it began to rain lightly, and the dampness and coldness in the air penetrated deep into the bone marrow, Yan Xiaoxiao not only shivered.

She has to forget how long this road has not been walked, the appearance of the road still vaguely exists in the memory of childhood, it was really a very small and narrow road at that time, and now the car can drive in.

There was no one on the road, and the surrounding fields were empty and empty, except for the blue sky and white clouds. So familiar and yet so unfamiliar. She remembered that autumn, the rice was harvested, and there were bundles of straw piled up in the field, she and Xue Wanqing were flying kites in this field, and when she was tired of running, she lay on the straw pile to watch the scenery, she couldn't believe that she was no longer in this world.

She continued walking, fantasizing about pushing open the door, and her mother and Wanqing would be able to meet her, and then said with a smile: "Stinky girl, so ruthless, is it true that you haven't come to see us for so many years if you don't see it?" Then she would throw herself into their arms and cry desperately, saying, "I was wrong, I miss you very much, I was too willful." Thinking of this, Yan Xiaoxiao's eyes were a little moist, since she changed from Xue Xiaoxiao to Yan Xiaoxiao, they had lost contact, all of which she regretted.

Memories don't lie, she still remembers them, just as she remembers the way home, although the houses in the village are not the same as before, many of them have become beautiful new houses, and some even make land like small villas, but she still remembers the direction and remembers the place to go back.

She stood in front of the house, which was already full of people. Suddenly, a few people kept looking at her, looking at her with curious and questioning eyes, as if to say, "Where did such a beautiful girl come from, at first glance, she is from a big city, unlike us here." ”

Someone couldn't help but say, "Whose girl is this?" ”

"It can't be any relative, right?"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man stood in front of her, staring at her.

"Uncle!" Yan Xiaoxiao blurted out.

"Uncle? You are? ”

"I'm Xiaoxiao."

At this moment, many people next to him became lively, muttering something.

"What are you doing here? Didn't you say you'd never come back? ”

"I'm here to see my grandfather. Grandpa, he ......" Yan Xiaoxiao looked at someone next to her cutting white cloth, and her heart chuckled, and tears rolled down.

"Xiaoxiao? What are you here for? A woman came out.

"Auntie, I'm here to see grandpa."

"Let's go, grandpa is already gone." The woman glanced at her.

"Gone?" Yan Xiaoxiao choked, her body trembled a little, and her tears flowed out desperately as if she had broken the embankment, and she was just about to step into the door, but she blocked her.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to see Grandpa!" Yan Xiaoxiao roared.

At this roar, they heard the movement and came out curiously to see.

"Yan Xiaoxiao?" An Ann was stunned, how could she be here? Also stunned were Regeneration and Su Jingyi.

"You can't go in, you're not from this family anymore, why didn't you know to come when your mother and sister died?"

"I don't know, Auntie!" Yan Xiaoxiao collapsed and said with a crying voice: "You don't have anyone to tell me!" Why didn't anyone tell me? They're all gone, and no one told me, 'Are you all dead?' Yan Xiaoxiao cried very much, her eyes and nose were red, she shouted, and her emotions were completely out of control.

"You go in." The man said, "Your grandfather was talking about you before he left." ”

Yan Xiaoxiao rushed straight in, completely unaware of the existence of Regeneration and An'an.

"Yan Xiaoxiao? Could it be Xue Wanqing's sister? ”

"No wonder!" Su Jingyi suddenly realized.

"What's the blame?" Regeneration asked.

"The first time I heard the name Xiaoxiao, I felt familiar, and I couldn't remember where I heard it, but now I remember, it's the diary of the late Qing Dynasty, so she is the sister of the late Qing Dynasty."

"Oh my God, it's so small."

"So she's the one who hugged the wrong one and gave it to someone else."

"Yes."

"It's so cruel that I didn't see the last one. She must have died of grief. ”

"She's doing well now, and she'll be back. It seems that she is not a ruthless person. ”

"It's not, I think she must have hated her when she was sent away, so she never came back. It's all understandable, isn't it? ”

"You're the most considerate of others, and you're right."

"I'm telling the truth, anyone would be like that."

When grandpa was carried out of the house, when he got into the hearse, Yan Xiaoxiao also rushed out and followed him to get into the car.

"You can't go." The aunt stopped her, "You also know the rules on our side, you are neither your grandson nor your grandson, and outsiders have no reason to get on the bus." ”

"But ......"

"Grandpa, you've seen it, let's go, don't come back in the future."

"Auntie!"

"Let's go, your grandfather doesn't want to see you like this. The fate of this family and you is today, and you will live your own life in the future. ”

Everyone got into the car one after another and left, Yan Xiaoxiao sat on the ground and cried all the time, looking depressed.

An An walked over and called her, "Yan Xiaoxiao." ”

Yan Xiaoxiao looked up at her with a frightened look on her face, "You? You guys? How did it end up here? She wiped the tears from her face with her hand.

An An handed her a tissue, "We are friends with Xue Wanqing." ”

"Friends?" Yan Xiaoxiao took the tissue and looked up and down at these so-called Xue Wanqing's friends.

"Let's go, let's find a place to tell you everything." An An reached out to help Yan Xiaoxiao up.

In the restaurant.

"This world is really small, I didn't expect us to meet like this, you don't know me, but I know you." Su Jingyi said.

Yan Xiaoxiao looked at him, "Aren't you just An An's friend?" ”

"That's right, it's the same Su Jingyi that your roommate slandered our love triangle."

Yan Xiaoxiao pursed her lips embarrassedly, and looked away with her gaze.

Su Jingyi took out a yellowed notebook from his backpack and handed it to Yan Xiaoxiao.

"What is this?" Yan Xiaoxiao looked at the book in front of her, obviously so familiar, but she was not sure.

"This is a diary from the late Qing Dynasty, and you are often mentioned in it."

Yan Xiaoxiao took it carefully, of course she remembered this book, it was a long, long time ago, when she hadn't left this home, once Xue Wanqing had a birthday, she spent her pocket money to buy it for her, and then she would use her to write a diary from time to time.

She carefully opened it, and some of the papers inside were damaged, these papers were like her thin silkworm wings, as if they would break if she poked lightly, and the painting on the title page was her own handiwork.

She remembered how happy she was when she received the notebook.

"Xiaoxiao, this book is too big, it's so thick, when will I finish it?"

"Why do you have to write? You can also draw on it. ”

"But I can't draw well."

"I can teach you."

"Will you?"

"I can only draw a little, I can draw the sun, I can draw white clouds, small flowers and mountains."

"Then when it rains, you can draw me the sun, and give me a full piece of paper."

"Okay."

"Draw it for me now."

"Now?"

"That's right."

"But it didn't rain today."

"Then you can draw me too, and draw the sun today. Just draw me here, and as soon as I open it, it's a sunny day! ”

"Good!" Yan Xiaoxiao smiled.

Yan Xiaoxiao drew with crayons, and Xue Wanqing sat beside her and watched, "The sun you drew is really ugly!" ”

"Really?"

"Hmm."

"Then you draw one and I'll see!" Yan Xiaoxiao withdrew the notebook in front of her.

"And where do I draw?"

"It's right next to me."

"No, grandpa said that there can't be two suns in the sky, otherwise one will definitely set."

"I don't believe it, you paint."

"Okay, then I'll listen to you."

Once, Xue Wanqing said to Yan Xiaoxiao: "From now on, you can't touch my book." ”

"Why?"

"Because I'm going to use her for journaling."

"Can't I read the diary? You showed me that before. ”

"Of course not, it's privacy, you know?"

"Then you tell me what I can't see, and I'll only see what I can."

"That's not going to work either."

"Why can't you show me, I gave you this book."

"But the book is mine.,Of course I can't show it to you.,I also have privacy.。

"Then you give me back the notebook."

"Why are you like this, you have to go back what you gave to someone?"

"If you don't watch it, you won't watch it, who wants it, I'm joking, you still take it seriously."

"Xiaoxiao, you said that with such a thick book, will I not be able to finish it in my life?"

"How is it possible, a lifetime is so long."

"I always feel like I can't finish writing, such a thick book."

She remembered that on the day when the Yan family came to take her away, she and Xue Wanqing had been hiding in the room and refused to come out.

"Sister, what should I do? I don't want to go with them, I'm afraid. ”

"I don't want you to go with them. We just can't get out, and if they can't find you, they might leave. ”

"Hmm." She curled up in fear and hid against Xue Wanqing, but then her mother pushed the door in and pulled her outside.

When she finally left, Yan Xiaoxiao was sitting in the back seat of the car, and when she heard someone calling her, she turned around and saw Xue Wanqing behind her running all the time, shouting: "Xiaoxiao!" Drizzly! ”

After so many years, she didn't hate her mother for a long time, but she still didn't understand why she gave her away to someone else, even if she wasn't biological, but she really regarded her as her mother and Xue Wanqing as her own sister.

Su Jingyi told Yan Xiaoxiao about himself and Xue Wanqing, Yan Xiaoxiao lowered her head and listened, tears kept dripping. An'an and Regeneration on the side are at a loss.

"Can you put this diary with me first?" She wiped away her tears and said.

"Well, no problem."

"Don't worry, I'll give it back to you."

"It's fine. It's your sister's stuff anyway. ”

"Have you ever been to my sister's grave?"

"Huh?"

"Can you take me there, I want to meet her."

"Well, she must want to see you too."