From the first day when Lao Sun took pictures of their mother and son, Shen Mengru knew it.

In fact, this kind of candid photography behavior is quite disgusting to most people, watching from a distance, watching other people's every move, and feeling a little uncomfortable thinking about it.

But Shen Mengru didn't seem to blame Lao Sun.

Seeing that there was no angry look on her face, Lao Sun felt a little uncomfortable.

He wanted to apologize to Shen Mengru, and was thinking about what to say better, but he heard Shen Mengru continue: "In the first few days, I didn't wear makeup, and the ones that came out of the photos were not good?" ”

As she spoke, she paused slightly: "In the next few days, I deliberately put on some light makeup every day when I came out, I think it will look better on camera like this, what do you think?" ”

Old Sun nodded solemnly.

After a moment of silence, he asked Shen Mengru if he blamed himself.

Shen Mengru shook her head and said that it was nothing, her eyebrows and eyes kept hooking up, and the corners of her mouth were smiling: "It's really deserted to live in this villa, everyone is a neighbor, so we should communicate more and communicate more." Besides, if it weren't for you, my family's little peace would not know what the situation would be now. ”

Seeing that Shen Mengru didn't blame him, a stone in Lao Sun's heart was put down.

When he returned home, he came to the computer, looked at the photos he had taken for Shen Mengru one by one, and looked at the woman's face, Lao Sun's heart was very throbbing.

He felt as if he was back in his twenties, and the feeling of his youth was back.

Lao Sun printed out the photos he took for Shen Mengru one by one.

Looking at those photos, Lao Sun's heart was surging.

As he was about to go out again, something suddenly occurred to him, so he strode up the stairs, and after stumbling up to the third floor, he went to the room at the top of the roof.

That house is the room that Lao Sun used to breed the dendrobium.

Back then, in order to get this thing, Lao Sun took great pains.

Dendrobium officinale is cultivated a lot.

Those are not what Lao Sun wants, only growing in a natural environment, fresh air and pollution-free valleys, and naturally formed under the conditions of the right time and place, is the dendrobium that Lao Sun needs.

Lao Sun's lung cancer was diagnosed a long time ago.

Lung cancer is a terminal disease, and normally speaking, you don't live for two years.

And Lao Sun, the reason why he has been alive is because of his flowers.

More than ten years ago, when Lao Sun learned that he had this disease, he was very depressed.

Anyway, it's a whole life, Lao Sun wants to find a quiet place, spend his last days, and die casually in that gap, no one knows that even if he buries himself.

Lao Sun brought a lot of money and traveled everywhere.

Finally, he came to the depths of the mountains in the west.

That day he came out of the inn and asked the boss about the situation, and the boss pointed to the depths of the mountain and said, "You have to go out to play, you can go to other places, don't go to that place." ”

Standing in the direction of his finger, Lao Sun looked over and found that the place was stacked with mountains and mountains.

Clouds of mist lay across the mountains.

Some black spots, shuttling in those clouds and mist, Lao Sun asked the shopkeeper what it was, and the shopkeeper thought for a while and said: "Probably some wild birds, you can see them every day, especially on rainy days, more." ”

Lao Sun sighed, and then nodded.

This place, as the final destination, Lao Sun is actually quite satisfied.

When cancer reaches an advanced stage, it is very painful.

Moreover, the whole person lives a decent life at all.

Lao Su didn't want that.

He has eaten a lot of things in his life, and he has been to most places, and he feels that he is not at a loss.

When you are dying, you can arrange a cemetery for yourself, and you can do it.

So, I casually ate some breakfast at the store, and my grandson went on the road.

Walking on the mountain road, Lao Sun found that the ground of the mountain road was very wet.

And the further I went, the more water droplets poured into my nose. The ground was covered with dead leaves, and the feet creaked when they stepped on them.

On both sides of the path, there are some toads and small snakes and the like scurrying around from time to time.

Lao Sun doesn't like these things.

He didn't want his body to be entangled in these things in the future.

So Lao Sun continued to walk, what he hoped most was to find a cave, the kind that was clean, without snakes, insects, rats and ants, and preferably with some flowers.

That kind of place is what Lao Sun wants the most.

Holding such a year, Lao Sun continued to walk forward, and at this time, he found that there was no road ahead.

A small stream runs through the end of the road.

The stream flows down from the top of the mountain, and the sound of lapping on the stones is very crisp.

Drops of water fell on Lao Sun's face.

He wiped it, only to find that his nostrils were full of water droplets.

At that moment, a familiar pain came from his lungs.

Lao Sun squatted down, rubbed his stomach and coughed a few times, and when the pain in his abdomen was a little thicker than just now, he got up again and flowed directly through the stream.

After crossing the stream, Lao Sun seemed to feel that something was wrong.

What the difference, he couldn't quite say for a while.

Picking up a branch from the ground, Lao Sun used it as a crutch to walk up step by step. The higher he went, the more humidity the air became, and Lao Sun felt that his hair was as if he had just been washed, his body was slimy, and his body became very heavy.

Walking up the stream, Lao Sun felt that his breathing was getting smoother and smoother.

Born with this disease, over time, in addition to the pain, his breathing became more and more difficult day by day.

Many times, he hovered on the edge of suffocation.

And at this moment, the comfort that had not been felt in his nasal cavity for a long time stretched in his body, and he looked up overhead, and the tall trees blocked the sky, leaving only a little gap.

When Lao Sun looked up, he actually felt that the branches of the tree looked like a pupil.

And the pupil was looking down at him, fixedly.

Mysterious, with a hint of weirdness.

Lao Sun looked up at the pupil for a long time, and then lowered his head, and at that moment, a black dot flashed past him.

Lao Sun's body trembled.

I saw that the thing flew around his body, and then ran into the bushes, and I don't know where it went.

Standing in place, Lao Sun paused for a moment.

The stream on the side was louder and louder, and the rolling waves were a little more intense than just now. Looking at the cool stream, Lao Sun felt a little thirsty.

He walked to the edge of the stream, crouched down and picked up some water.

The water was very cold, and when the palms of his hands touched, he felt quite biting.

Lao Sun took a sip gently.

The water of the stream is sweet.