Chapter Ninety-Eight: Candles in the Cave Room

?? A day after Lu Fan and Rolling Roll set off, after receiving a concise text message that Lu Fan had "arrived", there was no more contact.

The first two days were the most impatient stage for several girls. The anger was so big that he asked me to ask Tao Tao for someone, and scolded me for all the ugly words, Tao Tao and I could only persuade and persuade patiently, and we tried our best to understand their fears. If you can help, you can help.

A day or two passed, and everyone was still intact, so they were convinced that the matter had been resolved, and they slowly relaxed, but Lu Fan and Rolling were never contacted again.

During this time, I tried to call the two of them countless times, but I was always in a state of unreachable, and I was so anxious that I scurried like an ant on a frying pan. By the time the emotions tumbled numbly, a month had passed.

Tao Tao often sighs in my ear: "I kind of miss Brother and Fanzi, Xiaoyi." Are they coming back? "

I shook my head, and the silver bracelet in my hand made a "clang" sound when it touched the coffee table. The shock made me panic, and even my voice was numb: "Taotao, I don't know, I don't know if they're alive or not." "

They are alive, drinking butter tea and eating yak meat in Tibetan areas and chatting, maybe they can't contact us without a signal, or maybe they don't have the intention of contacting us at all.

They are dead, and I would rather Lu Fan ask me if I want to go, and I nod.

When I was about to graduate, my volunteer teaching application notice came down, and the person in charge gave me a specific address, asking me to prepare for a month later, which is the month after the New Year, the climate will slowly warm up, and I hope the days will be the same.

After reluctantly parting with Taotao, I went home with a small amount of luggage for the New Year, my parents were very happy to see me, and kept holding my hand and chatting, talking and talking, my mother asked me very seriously: "Xiaoyi, do you have something on your mind, tell your mother what you want, have a boyfriend?" "——

You've been engaged to Fanzi, but Fanzi didn't tell you about this?

My heart was so ruthless that my expression couldn't change back to natural, so I could only reluctantly reply: "Mom, I don't have a boyfriend." "

This topic is not closed, but I don't know whether my mother believes it or not, the next day she helped me to arrange all kinds of blind dates, one morning, noon and evening, I met three groups of people, all day, I was like dead pork in the vegetable market, clearly marked price.

"Mom, don't be like this, today I will accompany you to your will, and tomorrow I will kill you and not do such a thing." On the way home, I was really dissatisfied with my mother's solemn appearance, and I couldn't help but complain.

"Xiaoyi, you are twenty-three years old, unmarried men and unmarried women, what's wrong with coming out to meet, besides, the boys who came today are all very good, no worse than you." My mom started counting down what I wasn't.

It's not worse than me, but it's worse than Lu Fan.

I took a deep breath, and my strength seemed to be a little stronger, and my heart hurt.

"Hey, look at you, you still want to lie, did you break up with your boyfriend awkwardly, look at your appearance, there is no grass in the world, and if you break up, you will be separated."

My mother hugged my shoulder and patted me a few times, heartily said some big things to persuade me, and deliberately laughed loudly to ease the atmosphere, but I couldn't hold back all of a sudden, and cried with my head down.

I have survived in patience for a month, and I often have the urge to kill directly in Tibet, and then inquire all the way to find him, in short, I want to see him, and I am forced to retreat again and again by reality.

"Mom, I miss him."

My mother held me tightly in her arms and gently patted me on the back one by one, her voice was unprecedentedly gentle: "Silly child, don't cry, don't cry, if you can't find it, forget it." "

I buried my head in her shoulder, and after crying and wetting a large piece of fabric, I was vaguely sure that this matter would not count.

"He recruited me first."

My mother laughed and scolded me for being bad-tempered and dead-eyed, and I would suffer sooner or later.

The next morning, I just got up, my eyes were swollen uncomfortably, and I squinted a slit, and saw my mother in the living room carrying out some of the prepared New Year's goods in her hand and going out.

"Mom, where are you going?" Wrapped in a thick dressing gown, I asked as I walked to the bathroom.

"Go see your Aunt Zhang, send some New Year's goods over, I won't come back at noon, you eat at home by yourself, if you are too lazy to get it, you will go downstairs and just do it, and then go to your aunt's house to eat at night."

Aunt ZhangOh wait, Aunt Zhang?!

"Mom!" I trotted to the door, grabbed my mother's arm, and listened to her "ouch" before letting go and nervously asked, "Which Aunt Zhang?" "

"Why are you still so frizzy, Aunt Zhang is your Brother Lu Fan's mother, she, I don't know how the family has been doing recently, the business has collapsed, I will bring something to see her, talk to her, she is not easy."

I woke up as soon as I was beaten, as if I had been beaten with chicken blood, and said in a hurry: "Mom, Mom, don't leave yet, I'll go with you, you wait for me, ten minutes, no, no, five minutes!" You wait! "

I changed my clothes as quickly as I could, scribbled my face and brushed my teeth, and then rushed to my mother and straightened her messy hair: "Mom, let's go, don't let Aunt Zhang wait." "

My mom was still standing still, looking me up and down a few rounds with suspicious eyes, and then in the taxi.

"I said you have no conscience, and you said that you don't care about your Brother Lu Fan, I just broke up with my boyfriend and cried, now it's like talking, still laughing, really, I was almost deceived by you!" My mother glanced at me with an angry look: "I don't have any reserve that a girl should have, don't follow me." "

I was talked all the way, but my mood was unprecedented in this month, and the mountain was not just me, I was the mountain.

This time I went to Lu Fan's house, I was familiar with the road, I helped my mother carry things and walked behind, and it was Aunt Zhang herself who came out to pick up Aunt Zhang, she was indeed thinner than the last time she saw it, and her face was very ugly.

My mother and Aunt Zhang were chatting in the living room, and I went up to Lu Fan's room on the second floor again, and this time when I opened the door, I swept the black and white photos on the wall at a glance, and I was no longer afraid, but missed.

I had a bold urge to steal a posthumous photo.

As last time, it was still clean and tidy, I looked around, walked in two steps, but the door did not close as expected, and I sniffed in frustration, my masochistic tendencies were getting worse and worse.

The layout of the room is the same as the apartment I rented, and I have the illusion of going back to my own home, but the things inside are all Lu Fan's, which is different.

I walked to the wardrobe, gently opened the two wardrobe doors, neatly arranged a row of clothes, mainly black and white, I squatted down and opened the drawer below, just saw the corner, and closed the drawer again.

My face was hot, and sure enough, the place where I put my underwear was the same.

On the left-hand side of the bed was a white desk, and above it were three shelves full of books, which I glanced at and found not interested in.

I sat down in my chair, pulled open the drawer in front of me, and stacked layers of notebooks, I flipped through them one by one, and stopped after suddenly revealing a strange white corner, and pulled it out to see that it was a black and white photograph.

The photo was taken by the mainstream old-fashioned camera at that time, on the black-and-white photo, the background is the old park, the young Lu Fan is facing the camera expressionlessly, it was a child when his eyebrows and eyes were not opened, but he can faintly see that he has a heroic spirit that is different from others, compared to the little hairy child with snot, he is always clean and quiet.

Since he was a child, he has been so different from others that I have been the only one who likes him since I was a child.

I thought about it and smiled, weighed it, and planned to sneak this photo for myself for a while, and then fixed my eyes to take a look, but from Lu Fan's back, I saw something else. Privately begging Brother Hong.

The park is in the yard, it is a place where children often go, there is a little girl behind him, who is bending over to pick up leather balls, with a small ball-like head shape, and her mother beats a sweater, at that time she was not good at craftsmanship, and she grew a section, more like a skirt on her body.

And this skirt-like sweater is still in the corner of my closet, and I have never thrown it away.

The photo is my sweater dress, and the photo is me.

My heart is like a warm current surging, hot, maybe it's a coincidence, but it's enough for me to be glad that when I turned over the back of the photo, it was a blurry pen handwriting, and a few big characters were written in the dragon and phoenix.

"Wait for me."