Lin Muxing's company received a business, and there was a seventy-year-old man who wanted to see his deceased wife, because Lin Muxing's company was mainly engaged in Internet technology, so that condition used AR technology to reproduce his face.

The old man said he came with his granddaughter.

"My grandfather misses my grandmother very much, and I heard that there is AR technology that can show deceased relatives, so I plan to take my grandfather to see it." The granddaughter explains why she wanted to bring her grandfather here.

"And does your grandmother's voice resemble yours? We need to do a sound capture, as much as possible to restore your grandma's voice and shape, etc., do you have a photo? Lin Muxing made some preparations first, but this time it was tricky.

"My voice is still similar to my grandmother's, and my grandmother's voice is a little thinner and gentler, but unfortunately there are no photos left, because we moved before, so we ......" said the granddaughter, looking down, afraid that this time she would not be able to help her grandfather meet the person he wanted to meet.

Lin Muxing thought of Tian Xiaoxiao, because Tian Xiaoxiao is still very good at painting, maybe he can draw a portrait.

Lin Muxing called Tian Xiaoxiao.

"Q, are you busy right now?" Lin Muxing asked tentatively.

"I'm not busy, I'm on vacation today, what's wrong with Brother Muxing?" Tian Xiaoxiao was lying on the bed applying a mask at this time, very comfortable and relaxed.

"You draw or something, I remember that you are very good, you can come and do me a favor." Lin Muxing is a little unsure, if Tian Xiaoxiao is not good at painting, let's find someone else.

"What's the rush? Let me help you sketch or what? Tian Xiaoxiao This is the first time she has been praised for painting well, she is very happy, after all, who is not happy to be praised.

"Isn't my company mainly engaged in the Internet and technology? I came here with a customer who wanted to do an AR experience, and met his deceased wife, a grandfather in his seventies, but there are no photos and can only rely on the grandfather's dictation, so I plan to ask you to come and help me. Lin Muxing explained the situation.

"Okok, I'll be right here." As soon as Tian Xiaoxiao's mask was lifted, she changed her clothes and shoes and went out.

"We're going to wait for the painters to come, let's have tea first!" Lin Muxing had a gentle smile, and his voice was also soft, to the old grandfather and the granddaughter of the old man.

Soon, Tian Xiaoxiao came with a trackpad and stylus, and came as soon as she heard that she needed help.

"Hello, I'm a painter!" Tian Xiaoxiao took the initiative to greet the old man and his granddaughter, with a faint smile on his face.

The next thing to do was to listen to Grandpa describe his wife.

"My wife, my granddaughter is eight points like her, that is, my wife's eyebrows, those eyes are like Lin Daiyu, and the mouth will pout when she is angry, like a newly ripe grape." The old man was talking about his wife, his eyes were full of pampering, and he wore two rings on his hands, one for his wife and one for him.

Tian Xiaoxiao looked at the granddaughter of the old grandfather, and found a photo of the actor who played Lin Daiyu, and it was completed after several revisions.

"Like...... This was when she was younger, but she was always good, I liked it, and when she was still there the year before last, she had the same deep wrinkles when she laughed as me, and we both lost our teeth, and we liked to look at each other and laugh. Grandpa touched the computer screen and burst into tears, he hadn't seen his boss for a long time.

Tian Xiaoxiao waited for Lin Muxing to record the painting, and added a few more wrinkles to the trackpad and painted his hair white, but even so, grandpa still looked at the painting with red eyes.

Because he loves someone, whether she is young or old, he loves her to the end of the world, to the end of the world, to the sea and the rocks.

The old man threw away his crutches with AR glasses and went to hug his wife, and the old man stumbled up, wearing a sensor on his hand and being able to hug her.

"Have you been crying a lot lately, how many years have you been, you are still the crybaby, didn't I tell you, don't cry for the elderly, cry too much and lose your teeth! Do you want to laugh more? At this time, the grandmother was young, and she took the initiative to reach out and hug the old grandfather.

"How can I laugh when you're not by my side?" The old man wiped away his tears and smiled, revealing a row of dentures, all of which he had already lost.

"Does the old man remember this place?" The old grandmother said with a smile that she is so young now, like a pretty butterfly.

Behind the grandmother was the No. 1 fertilizer factory they knew, and at that time the grandfather was the announcer of the radio station, and the grandmother was a fan of the grandfather.

"How can you not remember, I met you here, and you were like a butterfly that could fly away anytime and anywhere." The old man squinted at the young girl in front of him.

They walked together to the place where they went on a date and watched a movie together, which was the "White-Haired Girl" that they never got tired of watching.

The two of them listened to the song at that time, "Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations......"

Or watch Peking Opera, complain from time to time that the figure of the harlequin is not good-looking, and go shopping together and buy a piece of alabaster.

It's all something that has happened in the past, but it's happening again and again.

Walk to a long pavilion.

"You say I'm good-looking, but what about me now? Isn't it old and ugly, isn't it not good-looking? Little by little, the old grandmother became older, fine lines crept up her face, her skin became wrinkled, and she became shorter.

"No, no, you're as good-looking as you're young, you've never changed, and you're the best-looking in my heart." In the eyes of the old man, the old man is good-looking whether she is young or old, and the old man holds the face of the old man.

"You old man, you are still as flamboyant as before, I used to want to enjoy my old age with you and enjoy the joy of family, but then the days finally got better and the children also beaten, maybe the Lord of Yama lacked a master who cooked deliciously, so he took me away, you have to promise me three things." The old woman's tone was still so gentle, as if it was a gentle wind.

The old grandmother was not a very good cook, but the old grandfather was a person who liked to eat very much, and later the old grandmother married the old grandfather and became a very powerful cook.

"You say, I promise everything, when you were young, I didn't have the ability to give you a particularly good life, I feel that I owe you a lot, what do you say......" The old man choked up, he used to think about one more look to get old.

The flowers on the road were blooming brightly, and the old man remembered that it was a rose that the old grandmother liked, but unfortunately the old man was not very rich when he was young, so he could only paint a rose.

At that time, the old grandmother was so happy that she seemed to have received a real rose, and she smiled and laughed while holding the painting.

"The first thing, you have to promise me that you are not allowed to cry in the future, you have bad eyes." The old grandmother wiped away the old man's tears and said.

"Okay, I won't cry from now on this time." The old man hugged the old grandmother and cried deeper and deeper.

"The second thing is, I want you to be a happy little old man, do what you want, didn't you like to play chess when you were young? Don't give up, my wife will laugh like a fool! The old lady said and made a two-two gesture.

"I see, haha-" Grandpa grinned, he used to be a happy little old man.

"The third thing is, you have to live well, even if I am gone and no longer by your side, you don't think about coming to me to die, I don't know how stupid you old man is, okay, Lord Yama is looking for me to cook!" The old grandmother gradually melted into foam and disappeared in the arms of the old grandfather.

The AR ended, and the old man bowed and thanked him, "Thank you for letting me see my wife, I thought I would never see her again in my life, so I was given a chance to say goodbye." ”

Later, the old man wanted someone to help him write a love letter to burn to his grandmother, and this task fell into Tian Xiaoxiao's head without knowing what happened.

"Me and her, we both like to go to the movies, she watched the white-haired girl crying, and I don't know if anyone will accompany her to watch movies in the future, she always goes to bed very late, saying that she can't sleep when she is old, and then I also go to bed very late like my wife, and I can't sleep no matter how I sleep." The old man told the story of their life.

And Tian Xiaoxiao was writing and writing there.

When it was finished, the granddaughter read to the old grandfather:

I want to see you, no matter how far or near, no matter how long or short the time, let the day and night alternate and the seasons will not stop.

Even though we are thousands of miles apart, even if the years have passed, I still want to hug you, just like looking through the autumn water, and like watching the flowers, letting the waves surge, riding the wind and waves, and overcoming thorns and thorns.

Rushing to you, in fact, I am really a waste, I don't have much to report the burden, but I have a heavy burden and want to go far away.

I don't know where to go in the future, I'm listening to the wind, I hear you say, 'Are you doing?'

Do you have someone to watch your favorite movie with you, and do you still sleep so late at night?

Who quietly thinks of me in the night when no one is around.

I want to see you, no matter how good or bad things are, no matter the vicissitudes of life, I hope that everything is okay with her, even if people go to tea and cool, even if they forget the rivers and lakes.

It seems destined to return you to the vast sea of people, ctrl l freeze in my dreams, I want to see you, and then drift away and be okay with each other.

People who think of it by chance are finally glimpsed by chance, but they want to see you, but they just want to see you.

— about a love letter, or a letter.

Later, Tian Xiaoxiao and Lin Muxing watched their grandfather burn a letter in the grandmother's cemetery with their own hands, and the granddaughter said that the grandfather had a lot more smiles than before.

Later, Tian Xiaoxiao and Lin Muxing sometimes went to see the old man, but the old man never cried again, regained his interest in his youth, and danced square dances from time to time.

Technology has a temperature.