Song Young-young's home.

After Song Yingqun left, Yu Huiying still cried uncontrollably. Song Dongqing's son couldn't make Yu Huiying stop crying, and Song An'an, a daughter who had been favored since childhood, had nothing to do.

Song Anan and Song Dongqing were at a loss, Song Anan was even more aggrieved and distressed, and followed Yu Huiying to shed tears, but it was not as loud as Yu Huiying.

Granny Yu hated that iron could not become steel, and patted Yu Huiying's shoulder hard, "You have such a temper!" Dongdong and An An are both watching, you mother-in-law only know how to cry! You haven't grown in so many years! ”

Yu Huiying lowered her head and did not say a word.

Granny Yu shook her head and put her arms around Song Dongqing and Song Anan's shoulders, "Come with grandma." Let your mom be on her own for a while. ”

Song Dongqing wanted to speak and stopped, looked at Yu Huiying's back, and was still obediently pulled to the living room by Granny Yu.

The faded flower hood is a little stiff, and when you sit down, you can hear the squeaky and squeaking of the old sofa furniture underneath.

Song Dongqing suddenly felt that this familiar home was a little unfamiliar.

This is not surprising.

Before he was born, there was this room, and his parents lived here for a long time before they had themselves. The furniture was older than him.

Thinking of this, Song Dongqing turned his head and looked at the doorframe of his and his sister's bedroom.

It was originally his bedroom, after his sister grew up, she moved out of her parents' room, and this second bedroom became a bedroom for two, and when he went to junior high school and lived in school, the room almost became a separate bedroom for his sister, which was occupied by his sister's things.

Song Dongqing will not be unhappy because of this. If Song Anan is not a younger sister, but a younger brother, the two boys will get together, maybe they will fight and make trouble, or they may be like-minded and play together. But Song Anan is a squeamish little girl. Song Dongqing has been taught by the husband and wife to be a good brother and take care of his sister since Song Anan was still in Yu Huiying's belly. Song An'an's cuteness and occasional willfulness make him sometimes find interesting and sometimes annoying. He, a little boy, doesn't have to play with Song An'an, a little girl, and the two brothers and sisters don't have much time to get together alone on weekdays, and naturally there is less opportunity for friction, whether it's funny or upset, it's just a short-term thing.

What's more, when his sister was babbling and just learning to walk, he discovered an amazing fact - there used to be another child in this family. He may have an older sister or an older brother.

Song Dongqing thought that the height record might not belong to their family. The house can be second-hand, and the height can be left by the previous owner. But when he asked about Song Yingqun's height, Song Yingqun silently ignored the question, and the answer was about to come out.

Song Anan didn't know this. She only thought that the height recorded on the door frame was Song Dongqing's. She also drew the line on the door frame and said to Song Dongqing: "Brother, you are so tall all of a sudden." ”

Song Dongqing did not tell Song An'an the truth.

Parents don't mention it, there should be their hardships.

The brother or sister he had never met should have died at his age. In this way, there is also a reason for early marriage and "late childbearing" of parents.

Song Dongqing looked at the line on the door frame, and suddenly had a deeper understanding of that brother or sister today.

He should have died in Yao City.

Died in a foreign country......

After such a long time, my mother was so sad when she just heard the name of a place. What was the mood of my mother back then? What about Dad? Dad went to see the old man from Yaocheng alone. Back then, was my father also dealing with the aftermath of his brother and sister alone?

White-haired man sends black-haired man ......

Song Dongqing forgot where he saw this. It should have been mentioned in the news. There is also a special term called "lonely family". His family was originally a lost family. But then there was him, and there was An An.

Even with him and An An, my mother can't let go.

Song Dongqing felt sad.

In the master bedroom, Yu Huiying's crying became softer.

Song Dongqing moved his body uneasily.

Song Anan was lying in Granny Yu's arms and shedding tears. Granny Yu just patted the little girl's slender back and whispered to comfort her.

Granny Yu did not tell the truth to the two brothers and sisters.

Song Dongqing looked at Granny Yu, and suddenly thought again, how did Grandma survive that difficult period back then? Lost her grandson, her daughter is so sad...... Is this how she comforts her mother? Now, she needs to comfort Song An'an that she can't take care of her mother wholeheartedly.

Song Dongqing stood up.

Granny Yu looked up and saw Song Dongqing enter the master bedroom, and her hand that wanted to stop him stopped in mid-air.

An elderly person like Granny Yu has no concept of psychological intervention and psychiatric treatment. She remembered her daughter's crazy appearance more than ten years ago, and her heart palpitated, but Yu Huiying is not so bad now. Yu Huiying already has children, and things have passed for so many years......

Song Dongqing walked to the door of the room and did not go in immediately.

He saw that Yu Huiying did not sit on the edge of the bed to wipe her tears, but knelt on the ground, rummaging through the closet.

Most of her body was in the closet, making a squirming sound. She had dug out a lot of clothes and piled them up outside the closet.

Finally, Yu Huiying got out and sat in the pile of clothes in a daze. She held a photo album in her hand.

Song Dongqing was stunned.

The album buried deep in the cabinet has a clear sense of age, and the fancy cover looks too tacky today, and it is a little faded because of time. It's like the big flower sofa cover in the living room, outdated and old, it seems that it should be cleaned up and replaced with a new set of objects in this home, so as to make life better.

Yu Huiying stroked the photo album, and tears fell again.

She hurriedly wiped the tears that fell on the album, wiped her eyes, and opened the album.

Song Dongqing couldn't help but enter the room and quietly stood behind Yu Huiying.

The first photo in the album is of a small baby, with a fleshy face and lotus root-like limbs exposed outside her clothes, and the dress that wraps her is a small dress printed with a big red peony, which does not fit well. The peony flowers are bright, but the shape is the same as that of a sofa cover.

Yu Huiying seemed to have discovered that Song Dongqing was behind her.

She said nostalgically, "It's still my own clothes." At that time, I didn't understand anything, so I thought the fabric was beautiful. It's best for a child to wear old clothes, and you can't wear this kind of clothes, but when you do it, I change it for her and take a picture. Look at her little brow, wrinkled ...... She cried as soon as the photo was taken. Very squeamish. If you are not happy, you will cry. When I was in the hospital, the doctors and nurses all knew that the little girl in the 29th bed had a loud voice, and the male dolls, who were much fatter than others, were louder, and when she cried, she could hear it all over the corridor......"

Song Dongqing sat down next to Yu Huiying, carefully observing the unfamiliar photos.

Album page-turning.

"It's the time of the full moon. At that time, your grandfather was still there, and he made the fetal brush himself. It's a little bald head, but it's ugly. I made her a little hat, and she didn't like to wear it, so she kept tearing it off. ”

"This is just knowing how to walk, refusing to be carried, and having to walk by himself. I don't cry when I fall, I get up and continue walking, and I like to run after other people's big children. I didn't cry much at that time. When I was a child, I liked to cry so much...... If you can't catch up, you will deflated your mouth, turn back to me, and sulk in my arms. ”

"This is the photo taken by your aunt on Grandpa's birthday, one old and one young. The silk scarf is also your aunt's. When she saw it that day, she grabbed it vigorously, and your aunt gave her the silk scarf, and she wanted to re-tie it to your aunt. Tie it up, untie it again, and put it on whoever you catch. ”

"This is elementary school admission. Oh, it's a sophomore entry. When I was in the first grade, I forgot to take a photo, but I took a picture later. She was disgusted and embarrassed, and her classmates next to her all watched. ”

"This is to go to Qingdao to play."

"It's your grandmother's birthday."

"It's ...... Junior high school to Jiuzhaigou ......"

Yu Huiying's introduction disappeared into a choked voice.

The album wasn't finished yet, but she wasn't ready to go any further. She knew that there would be no photos of Song Yingying next.

This photo of Song Yingying standing in a group of strangers is the last photo she left.

The girls in the crowd smiled slightly stiffly, and their T-shirts with floral patterns were soaked with sweat. The crowd around her was shoulder to shoulder, some looking at the camera, and some were caught smiling, frowning, admiring and other expressions. These are frozen in old photos that are not clear enough. Faces converged, and Song Yingying was in the middle of those faces, surrounded by them, staying in that time forever.

If you can really stay in that moment......

At least better than the pale face seen at the end.

Yu Huiying's vision was blurred by tears.

She seemed to see Song Yingying that day again.

The bloodless face and the wide-open eyes......

Yu Huiying didn't tell Song Yingqun, she didn't tell anyone. That day, looking at Song Yingying's eyes, she only felt that her daughter was full of hatred for herself.

Oh, yes.

It's something to hate.

If she hadn't insisted on taking Song Yingying to Yaocheng to see a doctor, if she hadn't been negligent for a while and left the hospital bed, or if she hadn't inherited a body that wasn't healthy enough for her daughter...... It's all her fault.

She was the one who killed her daughter......

"Is this my sister? I also have an older sister? Song An'an's childish voice came from behind him.

Yu Huiying turned her head sluggishly.

Song An'an's voice is somewhat similar to Song Yingying's childhood, especially during this time, Yu Huiying feels more and more that Song An'an and Song Yingying are alike.

In a few years, Song An'an will also develop......

Yu Huiying shuddered.

"Mom, I used to have a sister?" Song Anan asked cautiously, unable to hide his curiosity.

She put her arms around Yu Huiying's neck and looked at Song Yingying in the photo, "She looks like me." ”

"It's like you're like your sister." Song Dongqing rubbed her sister's hair.

Song Anan shook his head dissatisfied, "Well, it's me who looks like my sister." Sister she ......"

Song Anan just wanted to ask where Song Yingying went. Although she was young and pampered to grow up, she was a clever and intelligent child. She swallowed back the words that came to her mouth and changed her words: "What's my sister's name?" ”

"Her name is Yingying." Yu Huiying replied.

When she said that, it was as if she had been awakened to some memory.

The tears did not come out again, but the sourness in my heart swelled up.

Her Yingying ...... It's been so many years since I died......

She hadn't gone to give her a good stick of incense, to see her......

Even Yingying's things were put in her mother's place. This album was accidentally dropped. She hid the album in the depths of her closet, not wanting to see it, nor wanting Song Yingqun to see it. She knew everything Song Yingqun had done for her. A long time ago, when she woke up at night, she would secretly rub the height record on the door frame. That was the only trace that Yingying left in this home. The little doll grew taller little by little, from happily seeing how much she had grown every day, to impatiently saying "The school has a physical examination every year, I know how tall I am"...... She still remembered that Song Yingqun sighed with herself that night, saying that her daughter had grown up......

Their daughter hasn't grown up yet, and she's never had a chance to grow up......

She didn't protect Yingying well......

No wonder, Yingying hates her......

Yingying ......

Yu Huiying hugged the photo album.

The distant call made Song Yingying subconsciously turn her head and look in the direction of home.

“…… I see my lover, and when I see An An grow up a little bit, I will be afraid. She is now in elementary school, and soon she will be in junior high school. The child grows up quickly, and time passes in a flash. Girls, the first and second years of junior high school are about to develop, not only will they be taller, but they will also ...... Yingying is like that...... He died suddenly...... If An An ......" Song Yingqun's throat is blocked.

The family has been stable for so many years, but under the calm, the dark tide is surging. Not only can the couple not forget their late eldest daughter, but also their worries about their younger daughter.

"I do a physical exam every year, but I haven't been to the gynaecologist. We're also afraid...... Sometimes I think about it, there is nothing wrong with the central hospital, and there is nothing wrong with Yingying, it may be that there is something wrong with our husband and wife. My mother-in-law said that they had never heard of a woman like this in their family. My mom went early, and so did my dad. My mother died of illness, and I don't know exactly what the disease was. Dad is a three-high, and he has a bunch of old problems. Maybe it's something wrong with our family...... I have only one brother, and my relatives are all men. It's hard to guarantee that it's not ......," Song Yingqun's voice revealed a bit of trepidation.

Song Yingying turned around.

"Don't worry. You're all right. Uncle Li reassured.

is obviously an outsider, but Uncle Li seems to have confidence in their family. Uncle Li's tone also calmed down Song Yingqun a bit.

"The central hospital has checked it, your daughter, and other cases, all of which were accidents. I can't tell the story of people. If it's not a big problem, you shouldn't think about it. It's all gone. Uncle Li said, "Your daughter must also hope that you will live a good life." Now you have sons and daughters, not only the first, but also sons and youngsters. She definitely hopes that you will not forget her, but don't affect your younger siblings and yourselves because of her. ”

Uncle Li said sincerely: "She definitely hopes that you will stop being sad for her. ”

Song Yingying listened silently.

When she first returned home, she was angry that her family had forgotten her. But when she really saw that her parents were haunted by her death, she realized that it was better to let them forget about themselves.

People, as expected, are selfish and fickle, always driven by emotions.

Ghosts are even more so.

Thankfully, she didn't come back alone.

Song Yingying looked at Li Yun beside her, then at Uncle Li, and suddenly laughed.

She thought of Yin Shikang, who was still waiting for her to go back in Yaocheng.

She is not a ghost wandering alone in the world.

So......

"Dad, I'm fine." Song Yingying said softly.

Keep your memories and be well.

This is the best ending for the living and the ghosts who have died.

Song Yingqun was distracted for a moment.

"You don't want to go to that nursing home again." Seeing this, Uncle Li changed the subject.

Song Yingqun looked at Uncle Li.

"I don't know much about the nursing home...... You're not young either, so you might not be very happy...... That nursing home is not normal, the old lady lives there, it must be bad. Uncle Li said.

He could deduce that Song Yingqun and his wife did not want to abandon Granny Yu.

For many people, a decision that has not been carefully considered for life or death can lead to a lifetime of tragedy. Before making a decision, people don't think about it, and after making a decision, they don't want to think deeply, so they just get by, go with the flow, and then they run into big problems, and they can't regret it.

Uncle Li didn't agree with Song Yingqun's husband and wife having their second and third children. They haven't let go of the death of their eldest daughter Song Yingying yet, so they hurriedly want to have a child, wanting to fool themselves, and then fooling the child, how can this work? But he can't blame the two for this decision. Witnessing the pain of the child's death, just thinking about it, Uncle Li felt unbearable. In that case, making an irrational decision is helpless and reasonable.

But for Granny Yu's matter, the tragedy has not happened yet, and Uncle Li wants to interject more.

Song Yingying sat up straight and looked at her father.

Song Yingqun smiled bitterly, "I know." We had found out that something was not quite right with the nursing home, and we had wanted to take my mother out for a long time. This time I finally moved her. ”

"Have you ever inquired about that nursing home?" Uncle Li asked.

Song Yingqun nodded.

It was not their husband and wife who found the nursing home, but Granny Yu herself.

Granny Yu has her own house, and she has been widowed since her early years, and after the children are married, she lives alone, sometimes to see the children, and sometimes the children come to see her. After many years, she has long been accustomed to this kind of life, and she has never thought of remarrying.

Two or three years ago, an old couple in the neighborhood passed away, and the old man wanted to find someone else to live with, and he didn't ask for anything else, just one more person in the house, so that if something happened, he could take care of him. After several failed blind dates for old age, he somehow thought of Granny Yu and stared at Granny Yu in every possible way. Granny Yu was annoyed by the harassment, and the living conditions of her children were not well-off, so she found a nursing home and hid in it.

Granny Yu completed all the formalities before notifying her children.

The Golden Year Nursing Home is relatively close to the home of Song Yingqun and his wife, and the couple often visit them. At the beginning, they were very satisfied with the hardware facilities of the Golden Year Nursing Home, and they were angry with the old man for a while, so they let go of the matter, thinking that Granny Yu was old enough to live in such a nursing home. But within a few days, they ran into Qu Jinyin's family who came to make trouble, and found that there was a big problem with the Golden Year Nursing Home.

"The police and people from the neighborhood committee have been there several times, and people from the surrounding communities have followed to see the excitement. I also asked them about it. A trace of anger appeared on Song Yingqun's face, "This nursing home is privately contracted, and the foundation that allocates money above usually doesn't care, only has dealings with the nursing home on money, and probably asks the nursing home to provide some photos or something." That nursing home, there have been rumors around them for a long time. It's all old people who no one wants, and they're sent in to die. I don't know what their caregivers did, but the old people left within a few months. The son and daughter didn't care, and called the funeral home's car to carry the person away, and the formalities were over. There's a saying that they do it specially. No matter how ruthless the son and daughter are, it is not easy to do it. They helped to do it, saying that they still had filial piety and sent them to such a good nursing home to enjoy happiness. ”

Granny Yu was inexperienced, and when she was admitted to a nursing home, she did not find anything abnormal.

When Song Yingqun and Yu Huiying visited the nursing home for the first time, they found the surprise and twinkle eyes of the nursing home staff. They didn't understand what the other was surprised at the time. Now of course, it's figured out.

It's like wanting to get a regular haircut, but you strayed into one of those illegal hair salons.

Song Yingqun and his wife didn't want to provoke right and wrong, so they just wanted to quickly pick up Granny Yu and forget it.

Li Yun and Uncle Li thought deeply.

The ghost in the courtyard of the nursing home, I'm afraid that's how it came.

The family doesn't care about it, and the nursing home cares about people's lives. After the old man died, he could only stay in the nursing home, confused, and became a wandering soul without sanity. Perhaps some of them are delirious during their lifetime, and it is even more difficult for them to come to their senses after death.

In such a place, the two don't want to let it go. It's just that how to deal with this place, and where the living and ghosts should go, need to be summed up by the two of them.