Xiaoya really didn't cry. She was quiet.

The whole process, from receiving relatives and friends to sending off relatives and friends, she did not shed a single tear in the whole process.

I began to think that Xiaoya was suppressing the pain in her heart, bringing it to people and then breaking out. But no.

In this case, I Song Lin preserved eggs, and the three of us were very surprised.

I once wondered if something was wrong with Xiaoya? So I let Pidan follow her every day, and even I would climb into her bag, follow her to work, and pick up and drop off my three children from school.

But nothing happened. After more than a month of observation, Xiaoya is still so calm. I talk about this issue with preserved eggs and black eggs when we drink.

Calm terrible ......

As time went on, it seemed to pass slowly.

But why do I feel like it's always there?

Xiaoya is becoming more and more like his mother, and she is becoming more and more mature, and her view of things has also changed. Only for me that I like it.

It hasn't changed from start to finish!

What is despair?

For me, Xiaoya's expectant eyes are despair in my heart.

Day after day, year after year.

The expectation in Xiaoya's eyes has never changed. She went out of her way to help me measure the length of the turtle's shell. tirelessly helped me take a bath, tirelessly looked at me with expectant eyes, and kept holding the pencil that had been baptized by time.

Time is slow in the passage of time. But when I turned my head to see it, it was too short and too small.

As time went on, I felt the energy of this sentence more and more.

Destroy the wither! Enough to wipe everything out!

What is the trace of time?

That immature face seems to have appeared yesterday. Use a 20 cm ruler. A burst of strokes towards my turtle shell.

"Six-six, you've grown up."

When the immaturity disappears, a pure girl's face. Use a longer ruler. Gesturing at my turtle shell.

"Six-six, you've grown up again. Now you can hold this pencil. ”

When the girl's youth disappears. Mature faces are still so persistent about this matter.

"Six-six, you're still growing up, and one day you'll pick up the pen."

When that mature face has wrinkles on its face, silver streaks appear...

When Xiaoya was still saying those words, her eyes were full of expectation and expectation. And I felt hopeless.

From that sentence.

"Mom, that's not Wang Ba, that's a turtle."

"So your name is Liuliu."

"Six-six, did you do these rats today?"

"Liuliu, don't go, it's dangerous......"

"You have to understand that young people nowadays think differently from us, but my liking for you has never changed."

"Come on, Liuliu, you will definitely do it."

Xiaoya didn't cry, as if she appeared yesterday. When I faced the tombstone, I understood Xiaoya's psychology.

I cried when Amu left. I also cried when Xiaoya's parents left. But Xiaoya's departure, I didn't shed a single tear.

I had an envelope in front of me. There's a beautiful string of text on it.

Six-six pro-enlightenment

"Liuliu, in my life, I have no regrets. There are some things that don't care so much, I know that, just let it be. ”

"Liuliu, you have to come on, you must be able to."

Two simple sentences condense the time that Xiaoya and I have known each other for 70 years.

There is no writing on the pitch-black tombstone. All of Xiaoya's relatives and friends, including his three good sons, all asked me to order the big black eggs to be many rats, and the puppies to stand aside.

I don't want to bird his three good sons at all. Song Lin also left. He left with Xiaoya. He is not an irresponsible father. He and Xiaoya are already 80 years old.

On the contrary, he thought about all the future paths of a son and two daughters, and let them have food and clothing for the rest of their lives.

But!

People haven't left, friends and relatives haven't left. The three of them spoke badly to each other over the issue of property, and even fought violently.

I slowly stretched out my paws. Slowly moving towards the tombstone without himself, there were sounds of surprise around him.

"Look what that turtle is doing?"

"Does he want to engrave a monument for Li Ya and President Song?"

"What are you kidding, it's just a turtle."

Da Hei grinned for a moment, and even the preserved egg who usually loves to laugh drove his body into an offensive posture. I told them that as long as these people don't come, they are free to do the rest.

I don't care!

"I just say, how can a turtle engrave words?"

"Don't say a word, this is a turtle that Mr. Song has raised for decades, probably because his relatives left ......"

The gossip around didn't distract me. The claw that had just been stretched out failed.

I didn't give up and stretched out my claws again.

I've never had such an obsession. If one day is not good, I will wait here for one day, and if 10 days is not good, I will be here for 10 days...... Until it is engraved.

Failure after failure is too normal for me.

I had to do this, it went against the structure of the tortoise's body. but condensed these 70 years of feelings.

Finally, when everyone was looking disappointed, my claws were finally able to move.

reach

kiss

Li Song

Arlinn

it

tomb

The world is quiet. Sounds of surprise, exclamations, exclamations. None of this matters to me.

According to the customs of Xiaoya's family. I should keep the mausoleum for seven days and mourn for three years.

I was lying next to the tombstone. took out a photo of Xiaoya and Song Lin when they got married. and the ancient coin around Xiaoya's neck.

Didn't play dead, and didn't be in a daze. Not even more drinking. I silently accompanied Xiaoya for 7 days.

on the tombstone. That smile seemed to say a lot to me.

Perhaps this is the biggest regret I have since become a turtle.

Xiaoya, I can hold a pen, I have a lot of things I want to say to you, and I want to write to you. But you'll never see it.

But you will always live in my heart. No matter how time passes, you will always be immortal.

Big Black and Preserved Egg have always been with me. A cat and a dog were lying next to me. Didn't move, didn't speak.

This is not difficult for Dahei, but it is difficult for preserved eggs. But the preserved egg did it. Facing Xiaoya's tombstone, the preserved egg overcame... Nature.

Is this the end of the story?

Far from it, the story has just begun.

The year Xiaoya left. It was the year I threw away all truth, goodness, and beauty.

It was also a year of complete change in my heart.

I was carried back. The reason I was sent home was not because I was afraid that I would be in danger outside

But. I was taken as part of a property fight......