Grandma has passed away for so many years, but I didn't expect that grandpa still hasn't let go, and every page overflows with grandpa's full thoughts about grandma.

The thin notebook was held in Chu Weicuo's hand, and he felt so heavy.

This notebook was given to her grandfather by Wanqin when she was in school, that is, Chu Weicuo's grandmother who had never seen her, but it came out of her grandfather's mouth countless times, so that Chu Weicuo felt like he had seen his grandmother.

Grandpa always wanted to go back to that small building in Chengdu, where he and Wanqin lived and where memories were treasured.

"December 24, 2021 Heavy snowfall

Wanqin, don't cry, okay?

I dreamed that you were sitting in a small courtyard,

Lying on his back, crying sparsely,

I know it's me who is bad,

I didn't care about you at that time.

Don't cry, I'll come to you right away. ”

This is the last diary, after the year, grandpa's physical fitness plummeted, cough and headache, dizziness, and did not eat for several days, which is a common thing.

He often said to Chu Wei that Wanqin must have come to find him, otherwise how could he be like Wanqin, unable to eat, and uncomfortable.

At this time, the grandfather lying on the bed snorted again, Chu Weicuo didn't know whether this sound was a desire for the continuation of life or a submission to life, but he could only hear him panic.

Chu Wei mistakenly stuffed the yellowed notebook under the pillow again, he didn't want his grandfather to leave this world with regrets.

What grandpa can't forget is the small building in Chengdu, and Chu Weicao plans to go for his grandfather.

Slowly letting go of the tightly held hand, the temperature in Chu Weicuo's palm suddenly disappeared.

He froze in place, as if the oxygen around him had been evacuated, and it was not oxygen that was sucked into his chest, but a stone with spikes, which kept rolling in his heart

"Su Mo, you can accompany me to Chengdu." Chu Wei dialed Su Mo's phone by mistake.

The fear in his heart made him uneasy, helplessness and despair mixed together, and he could not face it alone.

"Okay, when."

On the other end of the phone, Su Mo also heard that something was wrong.

"Right now."

In the blink of an eye, the two of them have already gotten on the high-speed rail.

Chu Wei sat by the window, looking out blankly, without making a sound.

"What's wrong?" Su Mo asked softly.

"Grandpa, he ....." came to his mouth, but those words were blocked in his throat, and there was no way to say them.

"It's okay, I want to go to my grandfather's hometown." Chu Weicuo said that it was okay, but tears were rolling in his moist eyes.

He affectionately called Chengdu Xiaolou his grandfather's hometown, in fact, his grandfather had not been there for a long time, at least in Chu Weicuo's opinion.

Su Mo didn't ask anything more, and sat quietly beside him.

Two hours later, they arrived in Chengdu.

The city that Grandpa never forgot.

The streets of Chengdu Old Street are full of maple trees swaying in the autumn breeze.

Under the maple trees, children gathered in a group, scrambling to grab the maple leaves that were shaken down by the wind.

It's thriving and vibrant.

The sound of laughter like a silver bell reached Chu Weicuo's ears.

Deep in the street is the small building in the diary, and after years of erosion, the whole street has become the most dilapidated line in the city.

But there will still be old people and children walking, chatting, and frolicking on this street.

Chu Weicuo took Su Mo and came to a small building.

It is more appropriate to say that it is a small building, rather than an exclusive courtyard.

A wooden door, a small courtyard, and a two-story bungalow building.

There is a maple tree in the yard, and it is autumn now, and the fiery cloud-like maple leaves hang all over the head of the maple tree.

The wind rustled together.

The yard is not as cluttered as expected, and grandpa will often send someone to clean it, because grandma likes to be clean.

But he never let the cleaners into the house, which he said would disturb his grandmother, who was resting in the room.

Chu Weicuo held his mobile phone from the moment he entered the door, and he wanted to take pictures of every inch of the scenery in the small courtyard, not letting go of any corner.

I can't wait to stuff the small courtyard into my phone.

On the first floor, there is a room full of old-fashioned furniture, brown cabinets, a wooden coffee table with peonies printed on it, two wooden single sofas, and a wardrobe with a mirror in the corner.

Grandpa said that these were bought with Wanqin, and she said that the house was empty, not like a home.

The other room was empty, with no furniture at all.

Grandpa said that this was the kitchen left for Wanqin, and she was pestering her grandfather to make a kitchen.

However, grandpa was too stubborn and felt that he didn't need the kitchen, so he didn't promise grandma.

Now, Grandpa has set aside a room for Wanqin to use as a kitchen.

Chu Weicuo and Su Mo walked up to the second floor along the rusty and reddened railing.

In the first room, there was a rectangular desk, and when you got closer, you could see that the paint on the table had already fallen.

However, I can still clearly see the traces of the two arms lying on the desk, I don't know how long those arms have been lying on the desk, and the paint wear in those two places is actually the most serious.

Chu Weicuo cautiously opened the drawer that came with the desk, and what caught his eye was a diary.

It's exactly the same as the one under Grandpa's pillow.

Wanqin bought two diaries, one of which she gave to her grandfather.

Chu Wei opened the diary by mistake, and on the first page were written three big characters of Xu Wanqin, and there were a few small shriveled and yellowed flowers next to them.

The words written with a blue pen have begun to blur.

But you can still see the handwriting, which is delicate and upright.

"March 15, 2003 Sunny

Today I heard the call of the robin, I asked you to write it into the song, and you can't think of the right lyrics,

It's so annoying that you can't eat, but you can shake my head happily and can't stop. ”

"April 2, 2003 Cloudy

I'm tired, I don't feel like I can persuade you.

You've changed, you've become pouty.

Don't put down the guitar, don't give up the ballads......"

"May 19, 2003 Sunny

Today is the thirtieth day of your departure,

You haven't heard from me in a week,

It doesn't matter, you must have encountered some difficulties,

I will wait for you. ”

"July 28, 2003 Sunny

You have changed again and become indifferent.

The roses in the courtyard withered,

Just let it wither.

I also want to make some space,

Let's plant sunflowers next year. ”

"May 17, 2004 Sunny

I went to the hospital today, and the doctor told me,

My disease is stomach cancer, which is already in the middle stage.

The doctor asked me to be hospitalized for chemotherapy,

I don't think it's necessary.

Man is inherently dead.

When you came back in the evening, you looked at me impatiently,

I knew I didn't have to tell you that you would get more headaches when you heard it.

So, don't blame me. ”