Two years ago today, Beisheng and Xinghe "met" on WeChat, there is no reason for the mountains and rivers, but there are in the galaxy.

In the dialog box of chatting with Beisheng on WeChat, there is no end to the long words, just as Beisheng is still there, and he wants to share with Xinghe in the way of dreaming about the parents of another world.

What if you are not in the same world, the soul can always be like glue.

Every school holiday, Xinghe will always find time to go to the place where he and Beisheng have a first date, see the buds in spring and summer, and enjoy the warm and cold wind in winter.

I found out the home address of Chen's parents from the Beisheng brothers and went to visit.

Chen's father and Chen's mother had seen this girl at the memorial service, the deceased was gone, and they couldn't let Beisheng come back from the dead if they were angry.

let Xinghe enter the house, it's ironic, when Beisheng was there, Xinghe couldn't enter the door of his house, he was gone, but he could enter the home of the person she loved.

I saw a portrait of Bei Sheng on the TV cabinet in the middle of the living room, and the TV seemed to have not been turned on for a long time, but Chen's mother's silver hair was even more visible.

Xinghe always has a familiar feeling, and the furniture and facilities in the house are very similar to the furniture layout in his home when he was seven or eight years old.

It makes people feel full of intimacy. Mother Chen took the opportunity to hold Xinghe's hand and motioned to do it on the sofa that was picking up the leak, and her eyes were red again.

"I cleaned up Chen Bei's room half a year ago, cleaned up his things and found a lot of books, we don't know when this child started to love reading, you are the same age, you are the girl he fell in love with when he was alive, he has some things on his mind and said to you, we as parents, it is better for you to understand his mind."

Xinghe took out a tissue from his bag and handed it to Chen's mother.

"Does he have anything like a diary? Or, is his phone still there? ”

"Yes, I'll get it for you."

Getting up and walking to another simple room, Xinghe looked at Chen's mother's back, thinking of his biological mother, and a trace of sadness crossed his eyes from his heart.

Xinghe took the phone, the phone that had been entangled with her for so long.

"Auntie, can you leave me a souvenir?"

I was silent for a long time, only to hear the clock clicking on the bar.

"Perhaps, I can get to know him one step closer, I love him very much", said Xinghe's eyes rippled again.

Mother Chen nodded and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for Xinghe.

When Xinghe left, Chen's mother still held Xinghe's hand, and through this visit, Chen's mother completely unguarded Xinghe, regarded him as her goddaughter, and instructed her to come to see the two old men from time to time.

Xinghe got into a taxi and headed to the station.

The first time I held this mobile phone, it was familiar and unfamiliar, and I suddenly felt that I had a long way to go.

After only one attempt, I unlocked Beisheng's combination lock, like unlocking my own screen, and I was used to it. At the same time, large beads and small beads fall into the glass plate.

The taxi driver tacitly helped open the window without making a sound.

Xinghe didn't have the courage to look through any of Beisheng's software, she was so afraid, so afraid that she would read everything about herself.

I'm afraid that heart-rending feeling will strike again. But she finally opened his WeChat ......

She went back to the house in her mother's name, turned on the TV, and broadcast the charts of all the times she had heard, one song and one memory......

In the empty room, he seems to be by her side, and the two of them are learning to cook and clean together, and the picture is not too good.