Xu Laixi stood at the gate of his small courtyard and looked up at the sky. The sky is blue, cloudless, and the sun is shining. It is in response to the idiom of autumn high and cool. The wind blowing through the body in late autumn was a little chilly, but the sun shining on the body instantly drove away the chill, making the whole person warm.

"It's a great day for an autumn outing!" Xu Laixi sighed. Today, his little granddaughter in elementary school went on an autumn tour with the whole class, but it was in the well-known Shishan Park in S City, not the nameless hill full of graves behind him.

Retracting his gaze from the sky, he looked down the winding path beside him, but around the corner he was obscured by the courtyard wall of the house, and he could no longer see anything further away.

He looked down at his watch, and it was past nine twenty.

"It's almost there, isn't it?" He muttered to himself and lit a cigarette in boredom.

Just three quarters of an hour ago, he received a call from the young man named Wu Yun.

Yesterday afternoon, the lad had come to him with a little girl, so that he might take them to a grave, a grave in which a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old was buried. Before they left, he asked, "Will you come again?" The little girl replied firmly, "Yes." Next time, we'll bring all her classmates. ”

For some reason, Xu Laixi was very firm in believing that the little girl would do what she said, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

Just when Xu Laixi was spitting clouds and fog into the air, he suddenly saw a figure appear at the corner of the mountain road. He recognized it at once, it was the young man named Wu Yun who drove over yesterday afternoon.

Xu Laixi immediately threw the half-smoked cigarette on the ground and stepped on it with his foot.

Following behind Wu Yun, many figures appeared from the corner one after another. The girl named Xiaofeng who came with him yesterday. A beautiful woman in her thirties walking side by side with her. Together, they pushed a wheelchair with a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old. Behind them, there were also men and five women who were about the same age as Xiao Feng. Behind them is a group of boys and girls dressed in uniform costumes with red checkered patterns. They should be the classmates of the poor little girl buried deep in the hill behind Xu Laixi.

It was the first time in Xu Laixi's life that he had seen such a large battle of tomb sweeping teams.

Surprised, he greeted him warmly.

Wu Yun had a slightly apologetic smile on his face and said, "Uncle Xu, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." The bus that the students were on couldn't get up, so we parked at the foot of the mountain and walked all the way up. ”

"It's okay, I'm okay today anyway." Xu Laixi smiled heartily.

Wei Xiaofeng stepped forward and said hello to Xu Laixi, and then she began to introduce the people behind her to him. "This is Teacher Qu, the homeroom teacher of these students and Xiao Tong before his death. Teacher Qu, this is Uncle Xu, and he handled the burial of Xiaotong. ”

Teacher Qu also stepped forward and greeted him with a little gratitude.

Then Xiao Feng introduced his five roommates and Liu Yi, as well as the students of the second (4th) class of junior high school, to Xu Laixi.

Wu Yun said: "Everyone is here, so please trouble Uncle to take us up the mountain again, right?" ”

Xu Laixi nodded, then stared at Cui Yuru in a wheelchair and asked, "Did this little girl hurt her legs and feet?" ”

"Ah, there was some accident before, and it was not easy to walk." Wei Xiaofeng said half-hiddenly.

Xu Laixi showed a look of embarrassment and said, "I guess I can't go up the mountain like this, right?" Why don't you stay at my house and leave someone with her? ”

Cui Yuru shook her head resolutely. "No, I must go up the mountain, I must see Xiaotong's grave with my own eyes."

"Then I'll have to find someone to carry you on my back......"

Before Wei Xiaofeng finished speaking, Liu Yi, who was tall and tall, stepped forward and said, "Then let me carry her up, right?" ”

Chen Xueqi was the first to jump out and agree: "It's good to let Liu Chubby carry it on his back!" Do you remember? When my class went to the picnic in my freshman year, I accidentally broke my foot on the way down the mountain, and it was Liu Chupang who carried me all the way down the mountain. ”

The girls in dormitory 418 still remember that incident and agreed with it.

Wu Yun also said: "The mountain road is not easy to walk, leave a few people behind Liu Yi to take care of it." If Liu Yi's back is tired, replace me. ”

The only puzzle solved. Liu Yi carried Cui Yuru on his back, and after Xu Laixi pushed the wheelchair into his yard, he led everyone to the mountain.

More than ten minutes later, the group arrived at an open area in front of Wu Qintong's tomb. After Liu Yi, who insisted on carrying Cui Yuru all the way to her destination, put down the little girl on her back, she instantly panted like a cow, her face was red and her ears were red, and beads of sweat continued to ooze from her forehead. Look at the others, even with their bare hands, they are out of breath, let alone carrying a person on their backs.

At this time, Yu Xiaoyu couldn't care about himself and was so tired that he was out of breath, took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed it to Liu Yi, and sent a sentence: "It's hard work." ”

Liu Yi took one out of it and said while wiping his sweat: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Cui Yuru stood in front of the tombstone under the support of Wei Xiaofeng and Qu Huanting, and then Qu Huanting commanded the students in the class to line up in an orderly manner. At the same time, Xiaofeng also used WeChat to start a video call with Tan Lang, and aimed the picture at Xiaotong's tombstone.

After completing the task, Xu Laixi walked to the side of the cliff and faced the mirror-like water surface of the reservoir surrounded by rolling hills.

Wu Yun followed him and handed him an unopened soft bag of China.

"Uncle Xu, I've been bothering you for the past two days, a little heart, don't dislike it."

Xu Laixi smiled. "Aren't you, young man, a non-smoker?"

"When we are journalists, we always carry a few packs of cigarettes with us. After all, dealing with people is inevitable. ”

Xu Laixi nodded, not polite, took the cigarette and put it in his pocket. Then, he pointed behind him with his thumb and asked, "Why did you bring these children to visit the grave with you, would you like to talk to me?" ”

Wu Yun said: "Because the death of this little girl has something to do with these students. ”

Xu Laixi raised his eyebrows in surprise, but did not continue to ask. He knew that there were some things that he still didn't know.

Wu Yun glanced back at Xiao Tong's tomb and continued with tenderness: "Moreover, Xiao Tong regarded these students as her family members before her death, and it was also a wish of hers to bring them to visit her tomb collectively, right?" ”

Xu Laixi nodded and said with emotion: "If so many people came to grave me when I was buried in the soil, I would definitely be very happy." ”

At this time, behind them, all the teachers and students of the second (4th) class of junior high school standing in front of the grave collectively said a sincere apology from their hearts: "Xiaotong, I'm sorry! ”

The fifty words of apology were neatly condensed into an infectious sincerity, which echoed in every corner of the mountains by the autumn breeze blowing through the mountains and waters......

***

Walking up the stairs, it was obviously a very ordinary staircase, but Xiao Feng had a familiar feeling.

Turning the corner of the staircase, the word "3F" painted with paint appears on the white wall at the top of the staircase.

- Where is this? How did I get into this building?

Wei Xiaofeng continued to walk up the steps with a stomach full of doubts.

Coming to the third floor and looking back and forth at the doors on both sides, Wei Xiaofeng finally knew where he was - Beicheng Garden, where Wu Qintong lived before his death. She is now at the door of Xiaotong's house. After leaving the Donghai Experimental School on Monday, she and Wu Yun came here together.

Somehow, there was an urge in my heart to open the door in front of me.

Wei Xiaofeng reached out and touched the doorknob, but hesitated.

- There shouldn't be anyone inside, right? Will the door be locked? Xiaotong has passed away, and her mother has moved away. I don't know if Aunt Qiu has found a new tenant? Forget it, no matter.

Wei Xiaofeng clenched the doorknob and pulled it down hard.

The door is open......

Xiao Feng opened the door and looked inside cautiously.

There is not much furniture, and it is neatly placed, like an ordinary family.

"Anyone?" Wei Xiaofeng opened his mouth and shouted.

I waited for ten seconds, and no one responded. Wei Xiaofeng walked into the house and closed the door casually.

A dining table was placed by the door, and the top was covered with a thin layer of ash. Wei Xiaofeng remembered that the landlord, Aunt Qiu, said that when Xiaotong's mother Wu Xiujiang moved out, she left all the furniture in this house intact. It seems that no new tenants have moved in.

Wei Xiaofeng carefully looked at the place where Xiao Tong lived before his death. The living room is small, and there is hardly much space left after a dining table, an L-shaped sofa, a coffee table and a TV cabinet. To the right of the entrance is the kitchen, separated by a glass sliding door. Next to the kitchen is the bathroom. On the left hand side of the door are two bedrooms, the one by the door is open and the other door is closed. Xiao Feng walked to the door of the bedroom with the door open, the furnishings inside were very simple, a large bed, a bedside table and a wardrobe, judging from the cheap cosmetics on the cabinet, this should be Wu Xiujiang's bedroom. The other room is Xiaotong's bedroom.

Xiao Feng came to the other door, took a deep breath, and opened the bedroom door.

In the middle of the room stood a petite figure, combed with a double ponytail, with an innocent smile on his face, and shouted happily at Xiao Feng: "Sister! ”

"Kiri-chan?" Wei Xiaofeng said in surprise, walked quickly to her and hugged her in his arms, reaching out to stroke her hair, so real, so familiar.

Looking around, there was a small bed without stuffed toys and dolls, a small two-drawer bedside table, an old wooden table repainted from a desk, and a three-tiered bookshelf nailed to the wall. Simple and simple, but carrying Xiaotong's growth time in the past five years.

"Sister...... "Xiaotong in his arms called softly.

Wei Xiaofeng lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Thank you." After saying this, Xiao Tong's body began to become illusory.

Xiao Feng knew that the time to come had finally come. It's not the first time she's experienced this moment, and isn't it just for this moment that she's been working hard with her friends for so many days? But at this time, she still had some loss and reluctance in her heart.

"Are you leaving?" She asked, looking directly into Xiao Tong's eyes.

"Hmm." There is no regret or attachment in the clear eyes.

Wei Xiaofeng smiled slightly, and said freely: "Then goodbye!" ”

"Goodbye! I'm really happy ......" Before the words fell, Xiaotong's body turned into a little fluorescent, dissipating in the sunlight that came into the room through the window.

However, Xiao Feng understood what she had not finished speaking.

"I'm happy too!" Wei Xiaofeng bathed his body in the warm sunlight and looked at the blue sky outside the window.

In the next second, everything around her returned to darkness......

Open! Wake up from a dream......

End of this volume