Chu Weicuo learned from his diary that his grandmother died of stomach cancer, and he only remembered that his grandfather said that his grandmother was weak and sickly.

"July 17, 2004 Sunny

You muttered about eating dumplings last night, and I made some today,

It tastes so good, fragrant,

It's a pity that you didn't move,

I had to eat it alone,

My stomach hurts. ”

"August 12, 2004 Cloudy

Since you gave up the guitar and ballads,

I think you've changed,

Become impetuous, become apathetic.

I'm sitting in the courtyard today,

Looking at the vines on the wall, I remembered when we went to school,

We always sneak in front of the flower bed,

There were also a lot of green vines. ”

"September 29, 2004 Light rain

I feel like I can't hold on anymore,

When you squint these days, you can always remember the way you hold your guitar and sing.

If you are obedient and obedient, and continue to do ballads,

If you don't do business, you won't be what you are now. ”

"October 29, 2004 Heavy snowfall

There's a lot of snow in the yard, but now that I'm done writing my diary, I don't have the strength to clear the snow.

With such pure white snow, it would be nice to have plum blossoms.

This month, you've come back three times,

I drank the medicine before picking up the pen, hoping that it would last until next spring.

I still want to see your face again, and I am reluctant to leave. ”

"November 25, 2004 Light snow

I've been so tired lately, I don't have the strength to pick up a pen and write in a diary.

The medicine that I drank rolled in my stomach a few times and was vomited out,

I just stopped drinking, the smell was getting more and more pungent.

I was lying in bed today and I heard your voice in a trance,

But how is that possible, you can't come back during the day.

So, I squinted again and fell asleep unconsciously. ”

This is the last diary, and the diary is just full.

Through the contents of these diaries, Chu Weicuo probably understood what happened to his grandparents when they were young.

They have been in love with each other since they were teenagers, from high school to college graduation to marriage.

But one day, my grandfather suddenly proposed the idea of starting a business, and my grandmother tried her best but couldn't persuade me to come back.

Actually, grandpa just wanted Wanqin to live a good life, and he couldn't bear to watch her and suffer with himself.

So, Grandpa's guitar and ballads were thrown into the depths of the cabinet, and Grandma's heart was stuffed into it together, covered by those miscellaneous things, and it did not see the light of day.

However, since my grandfather started a business, he suddenly began to be indifferent.

A year has passed, and God seems to be very kind to grandpa,

Let him earn a lot of money.

It's a pity that there is more and more money, and emotions are becoming more and more indifferent.

Gradually, he looked at Wanqin, and he lost his original feeling.

While the heavens give you wealth, they will definitely take something away.

Sure enough, Wanqin left on a snowy night in the cold winter.

By the afternoon of the next day, he came back drunk and came to Wanqin's side, but no matter how much he screamed, he couldn't wake her up.

That winter, the cold style was biting, and my grandfather carried the cold wind and the heavy snow, and sat from dawn to dark.

Chu Wei held his grandmother's diary in his arms, and he knew that it was time to go back.

Sitting on the train, Chu Weicuo flipped through the worn-out diary in his hand over and over again, sadness and regret mixed with various emotions, surging into his heart.

While looking at the diary, he wrote something on his phone, and just like that, two hours passed, and Chu Weicuo and Su Mo came back.

Chu Weicao entrusted Su Mo to help him get the guitar back from school, and he had to go back first.

Su Mo took the guitar and rushed to the Chu family without delay.

Chu Weicuo held his grandfather's hand again, the temperature of his palm had not disappeared, and at this moment, he was steady.

"Grandpa, look, don't you want to go to Chengdu Xiaolou? I brought it to you. Chu Wei mistakenly put the video in his mobile phone in front of his grandfather's eyes.

The old man's eyes showed a slit, and the cloudy eyeballs could no longer focus.

He wasn't sure if his grandfather could see it, but then the old man let out another muffled snort.

Chu Weicuo picked up the guitar sent by Su Mo and brought a chair.

"Grandpa, your favorite Chengdu, I'll sing it to you." On the train, Chu Weicao wrote the song Chengdu.

Guitars, folk songs, and Chengdu are all grandparents' favorites.

"It brought tears to my eyes

More than last night's wine

Let me cling to it

It's not just your gentleness

How long is the rest of the road?

You hold my hand"

He minimized the strength of his guitar and the volume of his singing, and sang softly.

"In that rainy town

I have never forgotten you

Chengdu can't take away only you

Take a walk with me on the streets of Chengdu

It doesn't stay until all the lights are out

You'll hold my sleeve

I'll put my hands in my trouser pockets

Walk to the end of Yulin Road

Sitting at the door of the tavern"

Chu Weicuo sang softly, and the old man on the bed seemed to laugh.

That's right, the corners of the mouth are up, that's laughing!

At this moment, he didn't know what he saw, maybe it was Wanqin standing under the plum tree in the snow.

"Take a walk with me on the streets of Chengdu

Until all the lights go out, it doesn't stay

You'll hold my sleeve

I'll put my hands in my trouser pockets

Walk to the end of Yulin Road

Sit at the door of the tavern

Take a walk with me on the streets of Chengdu......"

Chu Weicuo finished singing the song "Chengdu" in a low voice, and he held his grandfather's hand again.

The temperature in the palm of my hand is gone......

This time, Chu Weicuo did not cry as heartbroken as before.

He knew that Grandpa had gone to find Grandma, to find the person who was most important to Grandpa.

On the streets of Chengdu, a strong wind suddenly rose.

The two rows of maple trees are like bells, and the maple leaves rub against each other and make a rustling sound.

They must be welcoming grandpa and grandma.

After passing through this old street, you came to the small courtyard.

"Squeak—"

The wooden door was slowly pushed open.

Under the verdant maple tree, a girl in a green shirt sits on a small bench.

From time to time, she looked at a young shoot in the corner of the wall and let out a silver bell-like laugh.

It was a plum blossom, which she had just planted.

"You're here?"

The girl seemed to know that someone was coming, and turned her head.

She was not surprised at all when she saw this man, as if she was a familiar old man.

"I'm here, Wanqin."

The man stepped into the small courtyard.

Chu Weicuo slowly put down his grandfather's hand, and he saw a smile on his grandfather's face.

He knew that his grandfather must have met his grandmother in his dream......