"Xiao Ai, Xiao Ai, you calm down first." Lao Di was also sad.

"Why, why..."It turned out that there was such a deep pain suppressed in the cold smile for so long, she never understood, and she didn't know how to figure it out, after the funeral, Li Xiaoai had been trying to find the answer in Ai Kang's clues, but there was still no useful information.

I watched her hugging me, the kind of lonely cry that I couldn't help myself, as if the cherry blossoms on that cold winter night finally couldn't withstand the baptism of the cold wind, and one by one withered, and before they could land, they had turned into ice crystals and disappeared with the wind.

"Although your father has never been a soldier, he crawled out of the pile of dead people like me, and if it weren't for the big thing, he wouldn't have come to me like that the day before the accident. So, Xiao Ai, you have to cheer up, we don't know where things go. Lao Di was infected by Li Xiaoai's emotions, and the corners of his eyes couldn't stop moistening when he thought of the old man's past, "Don't worry, with your Uncle Di, I will definitely protect you." He wiped the corner of his eye with his index finger, and I was still in the eye, inadvertently.

Maybe I've never seen Lao Di reveal it like this, for a while, in Lao Di's living room, except for the sound of the TV, the rest of the silence made people a little breathless.

Rustling...

I was a little nervous, looking out the window through the glass of the balcony, the wind was blowing, and the gentle wind was blowing the locust trees in the community, and the leaves were scattered with the wind and blurred my vision.

Not only is the wind rising, but the advection fog on the sea surface is covered by the sea breeze, and unlike radiant fog, this fog does not dissipate with the wind, but only thickens with the wind.

Rustling... Rustling...

The sound of the locust tree rippling in the wind was disturbing my nerves, and I repeatedly told myself to take it easy, and the stressful reflex was like a child who has been bitten by a snake seeing a well rope.

"What's wrong, Xiaozhuang?" Aunt Li saw my strangeness, but the two people who were caught in sadness and memories didn't pay much attention to my actions.

"No, it's okay, it's foggy outside, drive slower later." I hid my scarred fear, but I couldn't overcome the physical and nervous stress, "I went to the balcony for a cigarette. ”

Li Xiaoai looked at me as she walked past her with puzzled eyes, as if I had been abandoned by me when she needed company the most, but I could only give her a groomed smile back, and the rustling sound was still pouring into my ears, and I wanted to close the balcony door or find a pair of headphones to plug my ears.

In the house, Lao Di was still comforting Li Xiaoai, who was depressed, and I lit a cigarette and leaned on the balcony to look at the empty night.

The rustle of the locust trees swaying became more intense, the fog filled the night, the light of the street lamps mixed with the fog like a candle flame, and everything outside the house was like a maze in a dream, and if you went a little farther, you would lose your way. The children who were originally playing in the community also returned to their respective homes, and the fog was mixed with the sea breeze, and the icy chill was a little biting.

"Zhuang Yan, close the balcony door." Lao Di shouted at me.

The glass door not only blocked the fog, but even the eerie rustling sound dissipated, and my heart finally stopped being so nervous.

"I didn't expect it to be foggy and cold at night." Aunt Li looked out at the balcony.

"The fog at night will be over tomorrow during the day, and tomorrow should be a good day, hahaha." Lao Di used his hearty laughter to drive the atmosphere.

I raised my glass and saluted, "For the good weather, for the good mood." "I touched Lao Di and Aunt Li, and then touched the teacup of Li Xiaoai on the table, she looked at me and didn't seem to react, I had already swallowed the wine in one gulp.

She slowly raised the teacup and took a sip of the tea with her eyes, "Uncle Di, what have my dad and you experienced before?" ”

"Your dad never told you?" Lao Di was a little surprised.

"No, I didn't even know you had a past experience that he never mentioned." Li Xiaoai calmly explained while recalling, "My dad sometimes doesn't even think about him mysteriously, but I haven't gotten to know him well for so many years. ”

The mist swept across the bonsai on the balcony, as if reality was also haunted by mystery, and time returned to a turbulent corner of the world many years ago with Lao Di's memory.