Wang Yi pounced, she hugged me and cried with me.

This is destined to be a tragic day, but people always have this day, sooner or later.

My mom, I'm just leaving, quietly.

I don't know how long I've been crying, I just know that I'm no longer in tears, and it doesn't even feel like breathing is something I can't do.

I don't know how long it has been, Wang Yi gently patted me on the shoulder and said to me: "Don't be too sad, Auntie walked so peacefully, she definitely doesn't want you to be so sad." ”

"Yes, my mom never wanted me to be upset, she always told me to be strong before she died...... I want to be strong! As I spoke, I looked up and wiped away my tears.

As I spoke, I reached out my trembling hand and grabbed my mother's still warm hand.

Looking at her last sleeping appearance, countless moments that had been related to her kept coming to mind.

When I was very young, she always wore a fine linen blouse with beautiful long hair and washed her clothes in the creek not far from home.

Every time I went to the market, she would always bring me something delicious; Every time I go to work in the fields, I will also bring back some wild fruits from the mountains.

Thinking of this, my heart twitched again.

suddenly remembered a song "Mom" sung by Zhao Lei, just like the lyrics.

"I don't want to be silent in the winter without leaves, and there is no car in this world that can take me away from sadness."

"Chen Feng ......," Wang Yi suddenly called me.

"I'm fine, Wang Yi, don't worry."

It's true that it's okay, but it's fake that I don't feel bad in my heart.

I didn't have any emotions, I just sat next to my mom and just emptied myself.

"Parents are here, and there is still a place in life; When your parents go, there is only one way back in life. ”

Now, my parents are gone.

Maybe growing up is just between these thoughts.

……

The night was hard, the night was destined to be sad, and I don't know how it was spent.

Everyone has to go through a lot of life and death partings before they can really grow up, and I am going through the hardest parting in my life.

My mother's funeral was held on the third day, and it was not very grand.

Because my mother is not a person who likes to be lively, she is a very pure southern girl, she likes to be quiet, she likes to read, she likes to sit in front of the sewing machine and sew torn clothes.

I hope that in the next life, she will no longer be under so much pressure, and I hope she can live the life she likes.

The weather was great today and the sun shone brightly on everything.

I was wearing sunglasses all the time and standing in front of my mother's urn without saying a word.

If I was feeling heavy, I don't think I was as heavy as I thought I would be, because it seemed like I had become numb.

Although sad and sad, people will always die, and my mother doesn't want me to be sad, but tears are so unassuming.

It's scattered, everything is scattered.

The only thing left is the impression that my mother has in my heart, she is the kindest and gentlest woman in the world, and I love her.

Finally, the funeral home staff handed me the urn.

The fallen leaves have to go back to their roots, and I have to send my mother's ashes back to my hometown for burial, which is her real home.

The moment I walked out of the funeral home with the urn, I raised my head and vomited out the sadness in my heart.

I shouldn't be sad, it's like today's good weather, just like my mother's life, she has been living brightly.

Therefore, this endless sunshine is the best gift, symbolizing the brightness of her life.

……

The next morning, I drove back to my hometown with my mother's urn.

Wang Yi was with me, she said that she didn't worry about me at this time and wanted to stay by my side, and I didn't refuse.

After returning to my hometown, the neighbors also knew about my mother's death, and they came to mourn.

I have been numb to the word "mourning", and there is no more turmoil in my heart.

I found a feng shui gentleman from my hometown, found a place in front of my father's grave where feng shui was not bad, and placed my mother's ashes.

I covered the last smear of soil with my own hands, and my heart was already too sad to do anything.

I remember that every time I came home, my mother would cook me a lot of delicious food, and I always felt that I still had a home, no matter how much I was out and about, there was always a home.

But after that, I was alone, and when I got home, there was no one to ask for warmth, and there was no more a bowl of hot food.

From then on, it was the yin and yang that separated.

Two days ago, we were talking, laughing, and chatting together, but now I can no longer hear my mother's voice, and I can no longer feel my mother's warmth.

From now on, I will be alone, and I will have to bear all the sufferings alone.

Tears burst out uncontrollably again, my body was empty at the moment, and all that came to my mind was the picture of my childhood, all my mother's care and warmth.

I took a deep breath, and there was still some smell of burning paper money in the air.

I took out my mother's favorite book, "Rose Island", and I was going to read the last paragraph to my mother.

"Our souls have always been an island, isolated from each other, each with its own place, without an exit and unable to cross, loving one another and not being able to confide in one another, each lonely and each verdant and prosperous......"

This is the last paragraph of the book, which is a book about love and life and death.

Mother loves to watch, just as Mother misses her Heavenly Father.

I don't know if they will be able to meet, but if they do, I really hope that they will still be husband and wife in the next life.

I closed the book and threw it into the fire pit and burned it.

I'm leaving, and I'll leave this book to my mother.

Because this is their story, and my story continues......

One day, I will also bring my own story and rot under this land.

Before leaving, I kowtowed three times in front of my mother's tombstone, and a gloomy light rain fell in the sky at this time.

A gust of cold wind blowing from nowhere, pervasively penetrating in a raging manner, and the knife-like cold rain fell on the face and on the land, and the air was filled with a suffocating smell.

Wang Yi stayed quietly by my side and held up a black umbrella for me.

I stood up from the ground, turned to Wang Yi and said, "Thank you Wang Yi, let's go back." ”

"Hmm." She didn't say anything, nodded and followed me to my accommodation.

I look back from time to time, and I just want to take one last look at my mom.

……

When I returned to my hometown, facing the empty house now, I could no longer feel the warmth of that home, and there was only the sad cry of people going to the empty building.

It felt like everything was so sudden, it was like a dream, and I wished it was just a dream.

I wish I had woken up and my mother was chasing me all over the mountains with sticks because of my sabotage......

I sat in the living room for a while before I mustered up the courage to walk into my mother's room.

Everything in my mother's room now makes me feel reminiscing, and I see things and people in those memories.

I took all the clothes from my mother's closet and put them in a big bag, and I found a box and sealed everything my mother had ever used.

There is always a neat row of books on the desk, all kinds of books that have not been read.

"I didn't expect that my aunt likes to read so much." Wang Yi's voice suddenly appeared behind him.