Sister Liu walked downstairs and lay on the side of the bed, and soon began to snore, closed the door for her, and smoked a few cigarettes from her cigarette case, and I returned to the house.

Leaning against the window and looking out quietly, I forced myself not to think about anything, trying to keep my mind blank, thinking too much about this matter is not good for me or anyone, it is all my dearest and beloved people, why should I dig into it......

The first rays of sunlight finally fell on my cheeks, and I was finally able to take out the last cigarette and light it to celebrate. I just stood all night with an aimless mind, and the warmth in the corners of my eyes gradually repelled the cold of last night, and I felt pretty good, and I was quite relaxed now smoking a cigarette.

Sister Liu got up early, she combed her hair and came to my door, watched me smoking in a daze, and asked me why I got up so early? I turned around and didn't answer just looked at Sister Liu quietly, this woman who used to have nothing to do with me now seems to have suddenly become a little important to me, maybe Sister Liu has quietly intruded into my life from the first time I peeked at her, as if I had my own arrangement in the dark, and I was destined to meet her.

Now look at Sister Liu, there is a huge gap with the first time, her body, back and posture have become familiar and cordial, as if she should have moved to my house and now appeared at my door again, although I have an inseparable age gap with her, but I always feel that I have a continuous encounter with her and an inexhaustible fate. Is this what people call a year-old friend? Or is it fate? Or is it the kind of "fate" that I don't want to admit the most......

Sister Liu was a little stunned by this complicated look, she didn't know what was going on at all, and thought that there was something wrong with her makeup, so she hurriedly returned to the mirror to check it carefully, and his wrinkles were still the same, and the brown spots still never faded. She didn't notice anything strange about it, and hurried out of the house to ask me again, only to find that my room was already empty.

All the changes are actually my deep impression of Sister Liu and my opinion of her when I express it externally, and I have figured out this little change last night, so it is naturally very appropriate. Even if she was drunk and became transparent, it would naturally be imperceptible and impossible to know.

Walking alone on the old road in the village I am still so familiar with the depression, this is more like a kind of intimate feeling, at least after last night this feeling can still make me very nostalgic and longing, this is a feeling that I usually can't find, but fortunately since last night I know how to cherish.

When I walked quickly to the door of my grandmother's house, I was no longer apathetic, and stood at the door for a few moments smoking a cigarette without seeing anyone. I couldn't help but glance inside at every trace, maybe the old grandmother was still resting in the house, and then smiled at the door for a while and I turned around and left.

The journey to the clinic was not far from here, and I walked slowly, trying to discover the subtle beauty of the village that I had overlooked. Like a detective, I searched around for scenes that made me happy and satisfied, but I found nothing but the numb villagers who hurried to work in the fields.

In the morning, the entrance of the health center is always crowded with people, most of whom are elderly, and if you look closely, you can find a few young men and women who are like them, and they are waiting at the door one by one with anxious faces, as if anyone who fights for the first place can exchange health and refuse to take medicine.

I don't want to see their frustrated and lamenting expressions anymore, I will always be inexplicably infected by the crowd, forming a very depressed and even unable to breathe. I hurried past the crowd and came to the side, trying to climb over the fence and slip through the back door of the clinic to outside my mother's room.

I wasn't alone along the way, but I happened to run into a few restless young people who were climbing together. I didn't expect that as soon as they landed, they were caught by the guards inside the wall and taken aside.,It seems that this thing that wants to cut the line over the wall often happens.,Although I was also stopped by a few nurses.,But fortunately, I've been here a few times before.,Doctors who are ready to go to the clinic happen to recognize my face.,Mixed with a familiar face, I was labeled as a family member in the hospital.,This is the only way to enter.。

Standing in front of the door, I could still hear the noise of the villagers, I turned my head to see the doctor sitting at the door not far away, raising his eyelids from time to time, and then prescribing medicine, such days must be day after day for him, year after year, he will not feel numb and want to escape?

I stood at the door for a long time until the crowd quieted down and found that it was noon. My mother had been lying motionless on the hospital bed, as if her posture had not changed from the previous time. I really wanted to go up and turn my mother down, because I heard that if you lie in bed for a long time, you will become numb and sluggish, and your body will deteriorate day by day. If someone could go in and help her turn over, open the window and get some fresh air, she would feel very comfortable.

I wonder if my mother hasn't recovered so easily since the day she entered the hospital. Suddenly, I felt that my mother could still sleep quietly on this hospital bed, which was already a kind of satisfaction and luxury, if it wasn't lying here, where would it be lying? I felt a chill in my heart, I really wanted to go up and gently shake my mother awake, I don't know what kind of reaction and expression she would have when she saw me after many days, she should still be able to recognize me easily. It's been a long time since I've heard my mother's gentle and pleasant voice......

"Here we go again!"

An unfamiliar greeting lifted me from the whirlpool of thoughts, and I hurriedly turned my head to see a doctor I had never seen before.

This doctor is very young, and a little handsome, he should be regarded as one of the best people in this health center, I don't know if my understanding is biased, but I always feel that such a young and enthusiastic guy can be regarded as a man of the year if he becomes a doctor.

His forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his high-pitched and powerful greeting could not hide his exhaustion. He was leaning against the wall and looking at me with a very kind and warm look, which made me both strange and familiar, perhaps this is the unique light of the doctor, always giving people a gentle and reliable sense of déjà vu.

I politely greeted him and nodded, expecting him to smile and leave, but he spoke again.

"Look, you're standing for a long time, right? Have you eaten? Would you like to have something together? ”

"No, no, I'm not hungry yet......"

"Oh...... Do you want to smoke a cigarette? I just finished my busy day, and I can't eat now."

He was so enthusiastic that I couldn't resist it, nodded in agreement, and turned to walk to the door. I still chose to walk at the end and not stand side by side with him, for fear that he would find some topic to relieve my boredom and put me in an embarrassing situation.

This was the last time I smoked with my father, and I still chose to stand where I was, and the young doctor stood where my father smoked, and took out his cigarette case and handed me the cigarette. At that moment, I became a little dazed, why did I suddenly feel that he was a little similar to my father?

Sure enough, we lit the cigarette and didn't say anything, and we didn't talk again until the cigarette was extinguished.

"Leisure after a busy day is the most precious"

As he spoke, the doctor suddenly pulled out another cigarette and handed it to me, and he quickly lit it again, raised his head and took a deep breath.

I smoked this unknown cigarette with a bitter water in my heart, and I couldn't help but think about it as I looked into the distance. His appearance was so sudden and the voice from his mouth was so haggard, although he had tried his best to make himself look relaxed, but perhaps it was the distant place of sympathy, but I knew at a glance, he may also have his own helplessness and confusion in his heart, he may be the same as me is a person who needs comfort and miracles. And he may have been used to it compared to me, used to too much life and death, used to too much powerlessness......

I couldn't help but want to ask my mother how she was doing, but I was about to open my mouth but I was afraid that I would be even more uneasy when I suddenly learned the bad news, and no news at the moment was the best news. I smoked puff after cigarette, trying to start numbing myself.

"It's a cruel feeling, it's only a few steps away from your loved ones, but it's still hard to move an inch."

When I heard this, my heart trembled, and I suddenly realized when I looked at him. It turns out that this is the biggest helplessness! It's just because of the barrier between the doors......

"Remember to look for me next time, I can open the door for you, you can also go in and see your mother, don't keep standing at the door"

The doctor looked at me and wanted to speak, but the nurse behind me suddenly came over. She glanced at me and whispered in his ear, "There is another long queue of patients at the door......

His day-to-day life is just beginning. The doctor smiled at me and nodded, losing the indifference and smile just now, and patted me on the shoulder again, and he turned decisively and walked back with the nurse.

I stood there for a long time, tears rolling around my eyes, my red eyes so red that I didn't dare to look up at him, today's visit was the best news I had ever received about my mother in these days.

Under the scorching sun, I began to look at the mountain in front of me, which was exactly the peak that my father and I were looking at at at the time. What will happen to this mountain? Looking at the endless wooded path leading to the mountain at my feet, I suddenly wondered if it was as sinister as Wushan or as plain as the other mountains. I glanced back at the busy doctors at the bottom of the aisle, the crowd, turned and walked towards the mountain.

Walking on the winding path, the grass mixed with the wet mud brings warmth to the soles of your feet. A breeze swept away the sorrow and exhaustion just now, and the mood seemed to be instantly cheerful, and I couldn't help but speed up my pace again, wanting to start finding myself in this mountain.

If you want to say that the biggest advantage of the village is that the mountains are beautiful, the mountains are unclear and unclear surrounding the countryside and undulating, as if the village is surrounded in the middle, like a group of beautiful scenery trapped in the only unbearable place, so that people can decisively forget the existence of this countryside when they enter the mountains, as if you have been born between the barren mountains and mountains, like a tree, like a flower, and there are no more troubles and nostalgia in the world.