After the old man left, Ding Xiaofei slowly fell asleep in anxiety. After thinking about it, I decided to write a note to Ding Xiaofei in person, striving for the last hope of redemption.

But this measure is difficult to grasp, and it is written too deliberately, which is easy to aggravate Ding Xiaofei's resistance and horror; The writing is too subtle, and it can't get Ding Xiaofei's attention. In the end, I racked my brains and wrote, "Please, Ding Xiaofei, don't go!" A few big words, placed in a conspicuous position, so that he can see it at the first time.

After the possession, I decided to use the last day to implement the plan of farewell to my loved ones that I had been meditating on all night, and I was afraid that I really would not have the opportunity to say goodbye.

When I last experienced the feeling of existence, it was far less heavy than I had imagined.

Today's sky is not beautiful, and it is drizzling. I dug out a new, unopened white shirt from Ding Xiaofei in the closet and changed it into, and borrowed it for the last time. Passing by the restaurant to fill my stomach, I went to Yonghe soy milk and ate a bowl of tofu brain, which was a delicacy that I loved as a child.

Then I took the bus to the Normal University. After getting out of the car, I went door to door along the streets on both sides of the road at the entrance of the division to collect small advertisements for painting training classes. I don't know which one is better, but I've only heard that there are more places to learn painting here. The small advertisements filled my pockets, and I went to the hospital room satisfied.

Sure enough, Yin Hui was still accompanied by Yin Hui in the ward, and she was a little surprised to see me. I can't care about yesterday, after she negotiated with Ding Xiaofei, now I have reappeared in the ward after I have reversed myself.

I looked at myself on the hospital bed, and said goodbye to myself solemnly in my heart: Qin Yuan goodbye, I hope that in the next life, you can be a person with no conscience.

I turned to look at Yin Hui with a surprised expression. I resisted the moist eyes, and I shoved all the small advertisements I had prepared in advance into her hands.

I don't seem to be a sentimental person, I don't want to cry. But in this situation, looking at my wife who owes too much in my heart, I can't help but feel sad. I pretended to be light and said, "Sister Yin, since you like to draw, just sign up for a serious class to learn." We don't expect to achieve much in the future, but we just hope that you can give full play to your strengths and fully enjoy the fun that drawing brings you. Choose for yourself, don't take it personally. ”

I turned to solemnly instructed Yin Hui: "Sister Yin, the days ahead are still very long, and some people and some things have to be learned to slowly forget." People always have to look forward, see more beautiful things, and be less nostalgic for things that have passed. Take care of the elderly, and find someone who really cares for you and loves you for a lifetime, Qin Yuan on the hospital bed can't count on it! ”

"Huh?" Yin Hui was stunned.

After I finished speaking, I didn't wait for Yin Hui to answer, I turned around and strode out of the ward, already teary-eyed, leaving Yin Hui behind me still in a daze. We didn't hug, we didn't say goodbye, I didn't dare to make the separation too worrying, I was afraid I wouldn't be reluctant......

I slowly adjusted my mood and walked back home. From childhood to adulthood, I have had to pass through this jumping road for countless days and nights. This is the most prosperous and noisy through street in the east and west of Hohhot - Xinhua Street.

or when I was a child, I read a book, and after school, three or five friends gathered in a group, laughing and playing and rushing home; Or sometimes accompany their parents at night, walk along the street under the glory of the night light, chatting about homely things; Or maybe I had a quarrel with Yin Hui, she left angrily, and I chased for miles in pajamas and slippers.

At this time, walking through this familiar road again, the mood is extremely complicated. Beauty is mixed with sadness, joy is mixed with unwillingness, and even the longing for home has become solemn. This is one of the most memorable paths in my life so far.

Unconsciously came to the door of the community, and the owner of the steamed bun shop had already cleaned up and removed the stall. At three o'clock in the morning, the passers-by who ushered in the delivery slowed down the pace of rushing, and the subtle expressions on everyone's faces seemed to be magnified. Perhaps we have gone too eagerly and have not slowed down to observe life itself. Life itself is unpretentious, and we are just blinded by the fame and fortune that people are chasing, and we can't see the beauty of life itself.

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I hurried to the entrance of my commissary. I stepped up the steps and saw my mother cleaning the house. The long bending made her waist and legs look tight and weak.

I quickly stepped forward to help my mother sit down, and asked casually, "Isn't my uncle at home?" "I squatted down to help my mother press her legs and move her muscles. I didn't show excessive hospitality, just the respect of the younger generations for the elders, and I was afraid that being too intimate would make me unable to control my emotions.

The mother sighed and said, "My wife has gone out for a walk, and she will be back in a while." ”

From time to time, I stared at her countenance, and her pale sideburns and wrinkled skin told me that she was old. Since I was a child, she has worked hard for me, and I don't enjoy the joy of my children and grandchildren, I really feel guilty.

She asked me, "Son, how old are you this year?" Have you started a family? I said, "I'm twenty-six, and I haven't started a family yet." ”

She persuaded me earnestly: "Child, you should get married early, and becoming a family is for the elderly in the family, saving a wish." If you can let your mother hold her grandson as soon as possible, then she will not be happy. Today's young people talk about filial piety all day long, but they don't know what we old people care about the most. We don't care how much our children have made in their careers, we just want our children to be by their side often, even if it's just to eat and chat. ”

Mother could immediately turn to Qin Yuan with a few words, and she continued: "Speaking of filial piety, in fact, our family Qin Yuan is doing very well. This kid listened to me when he was a child, but his fate was not good, he was hit by a robbery, and he couldn't hide from ......it" Now that my mother mentioned Qin Yuan, she was no longer sad and crying, but sadness was inevitable.

My mother sighed repeatedly, and I didn't know how to comfort me for a while. I smoked a cigarette to soothe my inner touch, and quickly changed the subject and chatted with my mother. I asked her, "Is your business doing well?" ”

She slowly calmed down and said, "So-so, it's okay. She took my hand and said, "Actually, after getting along these days, my aunt can see that you are a kind-hearted child." The last time you came to the store, my aunt was a little excited, don't take it to heart, ah. Auntie has figured it out, Qin Yuan's matter, I can't blame you entirely, who doesn't have a time to make mistakes? ”

"Why, auntie, I forgot about this stubble a long time ago. In fact, I don't know why, I can always see my mother's shadow in you. "The title of aunt is too awkward, at this time, I want to call you "Mom" again, but I can't.

"Really? I see you've been out of town for a long time, and you're homesick, right? Son, who are you? ”