I don't know how many years have passed since then, Zhao Linsheng has indeed lived a few years of Kuotai's life, but she always feels that something is missing.

Human.

She got the life she wanted the most, but she didn't know when she started to pursue such a thing as human touch.

Although she hated the home that she couldn't give her anything, she had to admit that the time there made her really feel that she was living as a person.

Anniversary...... to her It's not bad, it's just that after she moved to his house, she lost the care she had at the beginning. In recent years, she has even turned a blind eye to her. She quietly followed him to see what he was doing, only to meet another bewitching woman.

is different from his own brightness, and it is a charm that matches the anniversary better.

Afterwards, she had a big fight with him, but Niansheng just sneered: "You have no name and no point, why do you care what I do?" ”

Zhao Linsheng was stunned.

Back then, she was just bent on getting rid of that family, and she didn't think about asking for a name from Anniversary. She thought that as long as two people loved each other, it didn't matter what the name was.

However, she forgot that from the day she left home, the love between the two of them had deteriorated.

In the eyes of this man, she is just a cheap thing that does not need to be cherished.

For him, she can't catch up.

At night, she suddenly remembered her brother's simple smiling face. Although he has a disability, his feelings for himself are real and will never be betrayed.

"Brother......" Zhao Linsheng nested in the quilt, realizing the loneliness that his brother experienced when he slammed the door, and tears suddenly poured out uncontrollably, "I was wrong...... Brother...... Sorry ......"

She was the only echo of her sobbing in the empty room......

After a few months, Zhao Linsheng finally decided to abandon everything he had now and go back to his hometown to see his brother.

However, things are wrong, the house is still there, but she can't find Zhao Linchu.

"That, Auntie, do you know where to go to the people who live in this house?" Zhao Linsheng found a former neighbor and asked anxiously.

"Don't you know? That young man had an accident while working on the construction site and didn't come back. It's a pity that the young man couldn't find his sister before leaving......"

Zhao Linsheng's mind suddenly "buzzed", and then he didn't listen to a word of what his aunt said. She returned home in a daze and opened the door to the small room where she had lived. The house was covered with cobwebs, and there was a damp and musty smell everywhere. What was once disliked by oneself to the point of being incomprehensible can't help but cherish it now. She cleaned her room, lay down on the bed, and suddenly felt that she was an ignorant prodigal son, who had wandered for a long time, and came back, but there was nothing left.

Regret? She regretted it, but what was the use?

She hugged the moldy quilt and took a long breath, tears welling up in her eyes again.

She misses him......

That night, Zhao Linsheng had a dream, in which he was still a child, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand and offering it to his brother: "Brother, when Shengsheng grows up, I will make you the most beautiful wreath in the world!" ”

At that time, Zhao Linchu was still a young man's eyebrows. He smiled and rubbed her hair.

Then the scene changes to a stormy night, and an empty tombstone is overgrown with barren weeds. Zhao Linsheng pounced at once and stroked the tombstone carefully - it was Zhao Linchu's tombstone.

She had a wreath on her hand at some point. She looked at it in amazement and burst into tears.

"Brother? Are you there...... I was wrong, I don't want to be separated from my brother again. Don't just leave me alone, okay...... Brother...... I miss you so much......"

A cry suddenly erupted, as if she wanted to spit out all the grievances and thoughts she had suffered over the years, and melt into the wreath she had agreed to back then.

But the garland is ready, what about the person who wears it?

Zhao Linchu was standing behind Zhao Linsheng, but she couldn't see him, just squatted in front of Zhao Linchu's tomb and sobbed and cried. Zhao Linchu looked at his sister's appearance and wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh at all.

Two lines of tears suddenly welled up from his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to rub Zhao Linsheng's messy hair like he did back then, but he wore it through without surprise.

He couldn't touch her again.

Zhao Linchu made a hugging gesture on the spot, gently wrapped Zhao Linsheng in his arms, and said intermittently:

"No, don't be afraid, brother, brother has been ...... all the time"

He came to wear a garland, but he couldn't put it on again.

It was 1980 and I woke up from a dream.