Standing in front of the shop, Song Zehan didn't let go of Ruan Shiyan's hand.

And Ruan Shiyan didn't know what she was thinking, and she didn't struggle for the first time.

She just glanced at her hand being held by Song Zehan, and then at Ah Feng who was wagging his tail next to her legs, and then focused on the small shop in front of her.

"Brother, how did you know about this? Did I bring you here before? ”

After speaking, Ruan Shiyan also knew that Song Zehan would not answer, so she muttered to herself: "It should be, otherwise there is no reason for you to come to this kind of small shop with your identity." ”

"But this store in my memory is not like this, what has happened to it in the past three years?"

As soon as the words fell, Ruan Shiyan felt that her palm was gently pinched.

She turned her head and found that Song Zehan nodded in the direction of the shop with his head.

He's letting her in.

It's all here, and of course Ruan Shiyan has no reason not to go.

But just as he was about to take a step, the door of the small shop was suddenly opened from the inside, and an old man with white hair walked out of it.

Ruan Shiyan was stunned for a few seconds before she spoke.

"Grandpa Xu?"

However, after three years of memory, the old man in front of him seemed to be more than ten years old, not only did he not have the same spirit as before, but his black hair was also completely white.

Grandpa Xu was also stunned for a few seconds before recognizing Ruan Shiyan, but soon raised a kind smile and waved his hand.

"Miss Xiao Ruan, come on, grandpa has wrapped a blunt bowl for you, the last bowl."

Stayed?

Is this knowing that she is coming?

It seems that Song Zehan said hello in advance.

Can...... Why the last bowl?

Walking into the familiar shop, everything in it is not different from what I remember, but it is a little more deserted than before.

"Where's Grandpa, Grandma?"

"Smack-" is the sound of a porcelain bowl shattering.

Ruan Shiyan's heart "chuckled", and she suddenly guessed something, but she couldn't believe this guess.

She hurriedly got up and was about to go to the back kitchen, when the hand that took her pulled her back into the chair.

Song Zehan got up silently, patted her head gently, and walked into the back kitchen without even giving her a look.

His back is still cold and upright, but what he does will only make people feel warm.

After a while, Ruan Shiyan saw Song Zehan walking out with a porcelain bowl.

It was still the steaming white porcelain bowl she remembered, and the familiar aroma had already wafted into her nose before the bowl was placed in front of her.

If it had been before, she would have been eager to lower her head and eat.

Can be ...... today

Ruan Shiyan and Song Zehan looked at each other for a few seconds, then got up and walked to the back kitchen.

Her steps were very light, and when she walked in, she just saw Grandpa Xu walking to the chair next to the pool and sitting down.

On the wall above the pool, a black-and-white photograph hangs.

She recognized the person in the photo, it was the one who always likes to wear various styles of flower skirts, especially loves to laugh, and when she saw her, she pulled her to complain about Grandpa Xu, who was not good and that was not good.

And every time, no matter what Grandma Xu said, Grandpa Xu just looked at Grandma Xu with a smile and never returned the favor.

No wonder Grandpa Xu has aged so much all of a sudden......

She and Xiao Xing are so old, the warmth they get from others is really not much, Grandpa Xu and Grandma Xu are one here.

So seeing this scene, she still couldn't stop feeling sad in her heart.

"Grandpa...... Grandma she ......"

Grandpa Xu followed the voice and immediately raised that familiar smile again.

"This life is originally a process of separation and integration with different people, birth, old age, sickness and death, everyone has to go through."

Although the voice revealed an open-mindedness that had been seen, the reddened eyes could not deceive people in any way.

"Miss Xiao Ruan, today is the last day that grandpa will open the shop. Tomorrow, Grandpa will go back to your grandmother's hometown. ”

"You have eaten the wontons here for so many years, and you have also helped our old couple a lot, but grandpa has nothing to leave you, and now, grandpa only has two words, I hope to help you."

"Grandpa thinks that in life, it doesn't matter how many things you remember, what matters is whether there is someone around you who is willing to create good memories with you all the time."

"Memory, if you lose it, you will lose it, but this person must do his best to grasp it."