Ping An remembered the day her grandfather died in junior high school, it was her favorite autumn, the breeze was blowing through her thin body, the sun was shining on her short hair, and she couldn't feel the slightest warmth.

At that time, she was only thirteen years old, and she was not crying when she lost her relatives like her age.

There is no sadness, no joy, she just wants to escape from this hypocritical adult world.

Ping'an forgot that she often asked her grandfather for money for various reasons, secretly pried open the straw mat at her grandfather's house, and carefully picked up a few cents to buy snacks.

She also forgot how much her grandfather loved her.

She didn't think of her grandfather sitting in the lobby of her hometown, weaving a fly swatter from bamboo.

Ping'an also doesn't remember that his grandfather went out to buy cigarettes at her house and met a student he had taught, and respectfully called him "teacher". When I came back, I saw my grandfather with a smile on his face, wearing eighty-year-old cloth shoes, and all kinds of shabby old clothes on his body, Ping An still felt that his grandfather was very handsome.

Heian forgot about his father and mother in the cold winter because his grandparents quarreled. On the way to her grandfather's house on the battered motorcycle, her father turned his back to her with red eyes and said, "I am the son of your grandparents, so I can't leave them alone." When you grow up, will you ignore your parents? ”

As a young girl, she took this sentence to heart, but she never did.

At her grandfather's funeral, she couldn't remember her grandfather's wrinkled face, and she couldn't remember how long she hadn't gone back to her hometown to see the old people at home.

She forgot the last time she saw her kind and smiling grandfather in the hospital, and she forgot that her grandfather was already senile at that time.

She forgot how many times her grandfather had been lost in the mountains and forests, and her grandfather still remembered that Ping'an's house needed branches and wood to cook on the fire, but her grandfather forgot that Ping'an's family had not used a stove for a long time. There was no longer the choking vegetative smell in the smoke, and the dirty, black stove had been shattered by a merciless sledgehammer.

Ping An couldn't even imagine that at noon in May, his grandfather fainted by the bridge, and no one cared.

I can't imagine that the old man with dementia stayed in the mountains and forests for a day, and listened to his father safely: "When I found my grandfather, it was already two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, and my grandfather said that he was tired and hungry and didn't know how to get home." ”

Occasionally, on important festivals, I returned to my hometown safely. The seventh aunt and the eighth aunt asked their grandfather: "The one you still remember is Ping'an, that is An Yue, and that is An Xin?" ”

Grandpa only smiled and didn't say anything. Occasionally, he was a little angry and said, "How could I not know!" Pointing at me and saying, "Isn't this Anyue?" The crowd laughed, and I didn't know what it was like, but I still had a smile on my face and said, "I am peace." ”

Grandpa's lonely mood made everyone change the topic one after another.

Until his grandfather was hospitalized, his grandmother was too old to take care of him. In fact, his grandfather knew that his life was short, so he secretly ran home from the hospital and asked his grandmother to make food. Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for the grandfather's death notice to come down, and the doctor whispered to his father outside the ward: "You better take him home early!" ”

Just like on the day my grandmother died, my mother dragged her tired body and said to Ping'an, "Mom has no mother, and you don't have a grandmother." ”

The three sisters of Ping An rode the tram, the eldest sister An Xin was in pain, the atmosphere was extremely heavy, and the invisible boulder pressed against Ping An's heart. Even the naughty and ignorant little sister An Yue cried with the arrogant An Xin. Only peace was silent, and she found that she had no heart.

The funeral revealed the nature of the relatives, who did not allow the grandmother to attend. And the adults began to discuss how much money Grandpa had and who should raise Grandma. All the belongings of the stolen grandfather's house were like beasts of prey biting at them, and the blood was flowing like a river.

Ping An saw that the sunset turned red, and the adults seriously discussed where the grandfather should be buried, and told the buried workers to be careful. She didn't understand why people were so troublesome when they died, so she saw a small mound next to her grandfather's grave and asked the adults curiously, and got the answer.

"That's it! It was grandma's later. ”

They can't wait? Ping An felt that the blood was flowing back, and the unbearable sadness wanted to tear her apart, and Ping An seemed to see the bright red blood gushing out and painting a red sea.

The anger in my heart wants to destroy all this false illusion. Looking at this filthy world, Ping An wanted to vomit, she wanted to escape from this adult world, hiding in a small corner and no one could find her.

only heard a "bang", and the door of the thirteen-year-old girl's heart was closed by her own hands, rushing around in the adult code.

Waiting for a gorgeous transformation and becoming an adult in the eyes of adults.

After the funeral, An Xin couldn't bear it anymore for three days and two nights, and walked down the mountain crying all the way. An Xin sued her grandfather for his kindness to her before her death, and her tears disappeared as the lychee flowers fell to the ground under the breeze. The eldest and second uncles looked at An Xin crying, slightly embarrassed. The mother was comforting from the sidelines, staring at everyone with a strange atmosphere. No one can escape the dark aura and sow the seeds of sin.

I don't know who suddenly whispered, "Bad luck!" Everyone looked at the second aunt, and the second uncle's face was dark.

Ping An is still silent, but it just so happened that one of her classmates had an accident and her grandfather was gone.

There is a huge catastrophe waiting for peace ahead, and all emotions are like a whirlpool in the sea sweeping through this gray world.

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The cleaner outside the window nimbly squandered the tall and bulky broom, making a "rustle~rustle~" sound.

It was dawn and I didn't sleep all night.

I got up peacefully and looked for clothes to wear today.

Red floral skirts, yellow plaid skirts, white spotted skirts, all kinds of clothes and skirts. Ping An made a confused choice, picking and choosing a black long-sleeved sweatshirt, a pair of black stockings, black Martin shoes, and a yellow plaid coat.

Leave the empty apartment quickly, and pass by a cheong fun shop. Suddenly stopped, and the young man behind her rode past her and passed by Ping'an's coat. The streets are constantly flowing, coming and going. The camera zooms in and slows down the camera, slowly doing his daily life.

On a whim, Ping An ordered two portions of rice noodles and waited anxiously. Looking at the time in the cubicle for a few seconds, the high myopia made it less difficult for her to blend in the crowd.

The restless eyes still betrayed the peace, and she was not as calm as she imagined. The man next to him smoked a cigarette, Ping An felt an itchy throat, and habitually wanted to take out a cigarette and a lighter. suddenly remembered what my mother scolded: "Are you a prostitute?" ”

The hand that reached into the bag, Mi Ju was embarrassed and didn't know what to take out.

"Your cheong fun is ready, a total of 10 yuan."

Ping An secretly breathed a sigh of relief, took out the money and threw it away, and fled in a panic. The people passing by were not surprised, and they were busy.