Following Tang Mo's memory, he hid in front of an adobe house. The white walls have long since fallen off one by one due to the passage of time, revealing the dark black loess brick kiln inside. The door of the house, which can only barely allow three people to pass through at the same time, is made of black building blocks, and the surface is covered with scars of time. At the top of the gate, the words 'Health Center' are written crookedly in black ink.

This is the health center in Li Village, and Tang Mo never went in to get injections when he was a child.

Just as she was stopping, a middle-aged woman walked out of the health center. When he was about to leave in a hurry, he found Yin, his expression was stunned, "Mo boy?" and then swayed his body and ran to Yin as fast as he could.

"Mo boy, when did you arrive?"

Without waiting for Yin to answer, the middle-aged woman pulled Yin up and walked to the health center, "Why are you still stunned, come in and see your grandfather, he can't hold it anymore!"

This is Tang Mo's third aunt, which can be read from Tang Mo's memory. Anyway, he let the third aunt pull him into the health center.

The light in the clinic was very dim, and the eyes were depressed, there were no new cabinets and stools, but there were still all kinds of basic medicines, and the room was filled with the smell of Western medicine. Yin followed Aunt Tang Mo to the innermost room, an old doctor happened to walk out of it, and when he saw Yin, he patted Yin's shoulder and comforted: "Mo boy, your grandfather is running out of time, if he hadn't held his last breath, he should have left early." Go, you are his only relative, and the last thing he can give up is you, this tone may be for you. ”

After speaking, he sighed lightly and walked out of the health center with his head shaken.

"Mo boy, the third aunt won't bother you anymore, let's talk to your grandfather well. Wiping the corners of her eyes with tears in her eyes, the third aunt muttered 'My poor child' and walked out.

Looking ahead, I don't know what I feel like at the moment, my heart is very calm, and at the same time, there is a sadness that is about to come out. He took a long breath, then walked softly inside.

Due to conditions, this house has no windows. The sunlight didn't shine here, only a light bulb hanging from the ceiling, emitting a pale yellow glow. Under the yellow light curtain, a small bed quietly carried an old man.

The old man's eyes were bloated, and his face was full of wrinkles carved by time. Semi-bald, with white hair like snow, only a small circle around the head grows. This is a kind old man, so kind that people feel deeply sympathetic.

I am eighty-three years old, and I still keep weaving bamboo baskets and dustpans every day...... Earn money for your grandchildren to go to school. If you are sick, you are reluctant to spend money, even if you fall and the wound is bleeding, you don't want to go to the hospital to stop the bleeding, and you can slowly plug the wound with rough tobacco. It is precisely in this way that the hidden disease has been left behind, which has erupted in a concentrated manner recently, brutally destroying this body that is already the last year of the wind candle. If it weren't for that, he would have lived a long life!

In Yin's heart, there were suddenly ripples. His eyes were no longer cold, but softened, just like Tang Mo, the original owner of this body, and walked to the small bed and sat down.

"Grandpa!"

Holding the old man's hand, I faintly felt the rough skin, which was a callus left over the years, solid and touching the soul.

The old man did not respond, as if he was asleep, and could not hear anything clearly.

"Grandpa, Mo boy is back!" Yin called again.

Maybe it was because of the three words 'Mo boy' that the old man finally reacted. Those bloated eyes opened with difficulty, and their cloudy eyes looked very tired. When he saw Yin, a little light appeared in his originally sloppy eyes.

"Mo ...... Small...... Son, you...... You're back to see Grandpa. The old man opened and closed his mouth with difficulty, and his voice was small and hoarse, as if he would be annihilated in the faint air at any moment.

Yin nodded calmly and held the hand of the old man in front of him tightly. He knew that if it was the original Tang Mo, he would definitely throw himself into the old man's arms and cry sadly, but he was not Tang Mo, he was hidden, a killer hidden with blood on his hands, he emphasized it so much in his heart.

"Mo ...... Small...... Son, in ...... How are you doing at school?" the old man's eyes were full of care.

"Well, everything is fine. Hidden replied.

"Cheng ...... The results are still ...... Are you alright?" the old man looked at Yin with expectant eyes.

Yin thought about it for a while, although Tang Mo's grades in school did not win a scholarship, his grades were also on the top side. I couldn't help but nodded, "Okay, it's all good." ”

"That's good, that's good...... cough cough cough ......"

The old man smiled kindly and comfortably, and said hello twice, but he couldn't help coughing.

Yin put a pillow on the head of the bed, helped the old man sit up, and wanted to pat the old man's back to relieve his pain, but his hand reached into the air and stopped, and instead brought a glass of water next to the old man's mouth.

The old man took a few sips before he stopped coughing, but his face turned paler. Yin's brows furrowed slightly, what the old doctor said just now was right, Tang Mo's grandfather held his last breath in order to see his grandson, and now that his wish has been achieved, that breath will slowly dissipate, and the old man will soon be unable to support it.

The old man leaned on the pillow, looked at Yin tiredly, and said with great difficulty, "Mo ...... Small...... Son, you are the first ...... of our Li Village The first college student, grandpa has always been proud of you, this is also grandpa's ...... In this life, the most ...... The proudest thing. ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The cough occurred intermittently, but the old man kept smiling and looking at Yin.

"Grandpa...... Grandpa is dying, and the days to come will depend on you. ”

Speaking of this, the old man's white eyebrows furrowed, the wrinkles on his face seemed to become dense all of a sudden, and his eyes were slightly red, "It's really pitiful for my Mo boy, God is really unfair." ”

Hidden only sighed, God is indeed very unfair, what a lonely grandfather and grandson, the grandson died tragically, his body was still occupied by himself, and grandpa is about to pass away, in this world, there is one less family all of a sudden!

"Mo ...... Small...... Son, promise grandpa that he will finish his last year of college and find a good ...... Good job. His eyes looked at Yin without blinking, waiting for his promise.

Yin hesitated, he was a killer, and it was okay to tell him to kill, but when it came to reading, he was not good. However, when he saw the old man's expectant eyes, he nodded faintly and restrained the emotion in his heart, "I...... Yes. ”

Receiving Yin's answer, the old man smiled with relief. Then, he coughed violently.

Yin didn't stop this time, and gently patted the old man's back, thinking that he was Tang Mo. However, the coughing quietly stopped, and the old man lost any life at this moment. He closed his eyes, and then gently put the old man down.

He took a few steps back and looked at the old man who was walking peacefully from a distance. The smile on the old man's face was deeply engraved in his mind, he never thought that a person's smile would have such a soul-inspiring power.

Two lines of warmth and humidity gently spread from the corners of his eyes, and he wiped them with his hands and put them in front of his eyes, and couldn't help but open his mouth slightly, looking at the tears on his palms in surprise.

I actually shed tears!