Affected by the weather, Laiyang's ticket was constantly postponed, and finally he switched to the high-speed train, which lasted about six hours from Shanghai Hongqiao Station to Xi'an North Station.

When I left the station, it was already completely dark, and the snowflakes flying in the sky were crystal clear by the lights, like flying elves, flickering in the bleak night.

It was already 11:34 in the middle of the night, and there were very few pedestrians outside the high-speed rail station, and occasionally there were online car-hailing and taxi stops, picking up and sending passengers with double flashes; There were also several men and women standing by the huge pillar in front of the station entrance and smoking, the smoke and heat coming out of their mouths, and their hands constantly rubbing together against the freezing temperature.

Laiyang walked to the side of the road, raised his hand to catch a piece of hexagonal snowflakes, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Xi'an, which spans thousands of miles away, actually snowed......

On the way to Yuan Sheng's house, he and Li Dian talked on the phone again and got a general understanding of the situation.

Yuan's mother died of a heart attack, and the cause was related to high blood pressure and family genetic diseases, and the body has been brought back to Yuan's family from the hospital, and she plans to take it to her hometown early tomorrow morning to be buried.

On the phone, Laiyang specially asked about Yuan Shengda's situation, but when he said this, Li Dian was silent, and finally left only a sentence to say.

The headlights turn into two streamlines in the snow dance, dividing the bleak night sky and looking for an end. Laiyang sat quietly in the dark back row, and the cities outside the window also quickly alternated, familiar in the blur, strange in the familiar, and occasionally there would be a reverse light, reflecting his face, sometimes dark and sometimes bright~

……

Yuan Qing's family lives in the "Four Seasons Chang'an" community on Weiqu North Street, Chang'an District, a sixth-floor east-facing unit, with three bedrooms and more than 110 square meters.

When Laiyang arrived at the community, the lights were dark in all the buildings, and only Yuan Sheng and everyone were on.

When I arrived at the house, the door was open, and there were many people in the living room, generally older, and they were whispering something around the second father (Yuan's father), and the second father was thin and out of appearance, and his eyes were red and swollen.

Li Dian and his parents were all next to him, as well as his younger brothers Yuan Bin and Xu Mo, but they didn't see Yuan Shengda.

Seeing Laiyang come back, his parents got up to greet him, but their voices were very hoarse, and at the same time, as soon as the second father's collapsed gaze was raised, Laiyang's chest suddenly became hot, and tears flowed down.

He apologized vigorously and said that he was late, sorry; The more I talked, the more the tears were connected.

Although the second father didn't mean to blame, Laiyang couldn't cry anymore.

Seriously, in addition to the death of grandparents when I was a child, the last time I felt death was at this moment, and the sense of separation between life and death was so strong!

Laiyang even felt that this was like a dream, how could a person be so dignified, how could he just leave?

The way she looked, memories, and cared for her all these years in her mind came to an end at this moment?!

Li Dian and Xu Mo both came up to persuade them, but they couldn't persuade them, and at this moment, a long-lost voice sounded, it was like a bomb, roaring in their ears!

"Don't cry—"

Laiyang slowly raised his head and saw Yuan Shengda, who he hadn't seen for a long time.

She stood at the door of the second bedroom, her hair casually draped over a dark green short cotton coat, her eyes were puffy and bloodshot, but not a single tear fell.

She has lost too much weight, her original goose egg face has become a melon seed face, the lines of her cheeks are not as soft as before, they have become very angular, and her whole face shows a sub-healthy white, coupled with the messy hair, the miserable feeling is indescribable.

The black straight-leg pants were also worn out of a sense of fatness, and as she breathed violently, the side of the trouser leg trembled slightly, the only thing that remained unchanged was her loud voice, but every word that was shouted out now was extremely hoarse!

"Enough crying?! How big are you, and I have to comfort you when I come back?! ”

She yelled again, and her eyes turned redder.

The saliva and tears at the corners of Laiyang's mouth were connected, and he whimpered sluggishly, watching her walk towards him, but he couldn't say a word.

When Yuan Shengda stood in front of Lai Yang, his trembling white lips stopped talking, and suddenly touched Lai Yang's forehead with the back of his hand, and bit his lip and said.

"What's the use of you crying...... Don't you see what you've become in the middle of the night?! … You're a melon egging you... Get out of here and get to the hospital, don't let us worry about you again! Get out—"

After she said this, everyone found out that something was wrong with Laiyang, and his parents felt urging him to hang up the needle, while Yuan Shengda bit his lip and turned around, walked towards the second bedroom, and didn't say a word more.

It's just that at the last moment of entering the door, he wiped his tears with his back to everyone......

……

Night, late at night, cold late night.

Laiyang has experienced countless nights like this, but it is not as cold as it is at this moment.

Maybe it was the snow falling outside the hospital window, maybe it was the cold liquid that flowed into his body, in short, his heart seemed to be frozen in ice, confused, sluggish, broken, and confused in a piece of ice.

He wished that a hug could give him a little warmth, and tell him that no matter how late the night was, it would be fine; But in the end, only the right hand could warm the left hand, and there was nothing but extreme silence and elf-like snowflakes......

……

The next day, Laiyang was discharged from the hospital, and at the same time, Song Wen, Yunlu and Qianying and others also arrived in Xi'an at noon under the notice of Li Dian, accompanied by Gao Yunjian, and everyone took Yuan's mother's body back to their hometown, Yuanpo Village, Liquan County, Xianyang City.

It was a dilapidated village, with muddy roads, broken bricks, and depression, with only a concrete road that had been crushed out of numerous potholes leading to the village from the national highway.

When I went in, there were a mess of wires and bare trees overhead, and the dealers were largely deserted, with a few houses from time to time, but there were no people to be seen.

Most of the residents here have gone to Yuanjia Village, which has developed into a tourist economic zone, and although it is a word different from Yuanpo Village, the state is 108,000 miles away.

After arriving at Yuan Sheng's old house, some old people in the village also came to help clean up, burning coal stoves to keep people warm, and at the same time, Yuan's father and some people of similar generation went to the cemetery at the back of the village.

The funeral carts were ready, and the funeral procession and the white-clad relatives wandered around the house and door, sometimes talking, sometimes silent.

Yuan Shengda and Yuan Bin knelt in front of the mourning hall set up at the door, Laiyang and others stood at the door, only to see Yuan Bin kneeling on the ground, crying silently, and Yuan Shengda still did not cry, staring at the black and white photos on the mourning hall like a statue.

The dancing candlelight and fine snowflakes in front of the mourning hall are intertwined into a sad song, which silently plays into the hearts of the missing, it has no sound, but it resounds through the world.

An hour later, Yuan's father and others returned, and a white-haired old man in charge began the funeral ceremony, and then after Yuan's mother's relatives and children paid their respects to the remains, the group began to walk towards the cemetery with wreaths and couplets.

Laiyang Li Dian and others followed at the back of the team, and arrived at the overgrown cemetery at the back of the village in ten minutes.

He saw with his own eyes that Yuan Bin had an emotional breakdown, kneeling on the muddy snow when Yuan's mother was buried, and shouting vigorously, "Mom!" Mom-"

Relatives wailed, spiritual money was also scattered into the sky, and snowflakes flew all over the sky, Laiyang looked at the thousands of miles of the earth, and his heart seemed to be hit again and again by a heavy hammer!

And Yuan Shengda still endured, kneeling, and didn't say anything. Because the distance was a bit far, Laiyang couldn't see if she was crying.

Until the burial was completed and the excavator began to bury it with thick ice, Yuan Shengda suddenly threw a mobile phone into it, and then saw that the grave was all flattened, she trembled and stood up against the wind and snow, raised her head, and made an extremely hoarse pathetic sound.

“…… Mother! Ahh I don't have a mother anymore—"