The conference was a huge success, and we raised far more funds than budget, so Zijun made a bold decision to let everyone in the community participate. We are deeply concerned about the safety of people in the community who come to the competition. Zijun said that as long as she controlled it well in the early stage, it would be fine, and she was full of confidence.

In the days that followed, Zijun was busy again. Just like the last martial arts competition, she eats and sleeps in the office. I rarely see her, and when I do, she's always on the phone to arrange work, or walking back and forth. Whenever I see Zijun's hurried back, my breathing is always blocked for a few minutes. My personality has always been loose, and I can do everything or not. Zijun is just the opposite of me, she is positive, always meticulous in her career, she says that she wants to do one thing, never cares about other people's opinions, she can always move forward and show 100% passion.

And in those days, bad news came from my family, my grandmother was seriously ill, and when she was dying, my mother wanted me to come home. I'm the only male in the family, and I have to go back and arrange everything. Mother said that Zijun must also come, and I said that Zijun has been very busy these days. She said that what a student can be busy with, in short, her mother is still the cornerstone of everything to think with her vision. I thought that I abandoned Zijun like abandoning Qingqing, and I didn't recognize my son if I didn't bring Zijun back.

I moved a chair and sat under the peach blossom tree to wait for Zijun, the sky turned from crimson to jet black, and a few bats hovered in the sky for a while before flying into the house, tinkering for a while and then flying away. There is a pool under the peach tree, reflecting the pale moon, and three frogs croaking on the lotus leaves of the pool. Zijun visited the Republic Cultural Expo, so she also wanted to raise a few goldfish at home, and after the pond was dug, she poured several buckets of water into it, but the land sucked it up, so she gave up. Instead, put a water tank in the house to raise it. Unexpectedly, the pond was flooded after the rain and was occupied by a few foreign frogs.

Zijun pushed open the wooden door, hurried upstairs, took a few changes of clothes and prepared to leave. He found me sitting alone under the peach blossom tree and complained that I didn't help. I said I've been helping, you're too busy to see you. She complained to me about the supplier's price hike, and said that Tingxiong was always absent-minded in doing things, and then said that she didn't expect so many people in the society to sign up, and the temporary preparation was insufficient, which caused a lot of trouble. I comforted her a few words and she became happy, and pushed the grass away with her feet, saying that it was nothing, but that the time was too urgent, and that it would be much easier if there was no hurry. I suddenly remembered a sentence that no matter how strong a soul is, it needs a shoulder to lean on.

I took her in my arms, and she remained silent. Time stopped for a long time at that moment, and she looked up and said she was leaving. I said there was anything I could help with, and she said it was all planning and approval, and I didn't understand. We were reluctant to part, and I thought I would go back tomorrow, and I would have to tell her about my grandmother's death tonight, whether she went or not.

She had already walked to the door and I called out to her. I told my grandmother that she had died, and that my mother wanted her to go back.

"Got it," she said, telling me not to be too sad. I didn't say anything else and went to school.

I sat back under the peach blossom tree, and the moonlight shone through the cracks in the tree, casting dappled shadows. I suddenly thought of Tao Yao, and remembered her almost resentful eyes. I think of her pushing and shoving me, of her farewell and of my remorse. Tao Yao struggled, trying to escape the invisible shackles, one end of the shackles were tied to me, and the other end stretched out into the ethereal void. When I reached out to grasp it, her face disappeared into the bottomless abyss after a ripple.

The sky lit up with fish belly white, and a few stars were still shimmering, and I dragged my luggage out of Tingyu Pavilion, with a slightly cold humidity in the air. The doors of a row of grocery stores on the street were closed, and the paint on the doors looked like scars from an axe. After a cold wind, the banyan trees began to rain leaves, scattered and scattered, and in the blink of an eye, autumn waves rose on both sides of the road.

I looked up at the lonely street, and a red taxi slowly drove towards me, black tires running over the crisp leaves, and stopped in front of me. I thought I had taken two steps back in the lane. But I also wonder who will come to the secluded street corner so early.

When the window rolled down gently, Zijun pursed his lips and smiled, and said softly, "Do you still want to walk to the station?"

I tightened my clothes and asked her if school was busy. She said that the handover was to Hua Han, and let me get in the car first. When she got to the car, she didn't say a word, pushed my hand away, and slept on my lap. The houses and trees outside the car window retreated behind them. I feel like a bird in the sky, soaring happily above the universe.

She said she had only slept two or three hours a night for several days. Last night, I was busy until dawn for the handover. I always worry that when I go home, I'm gone. She said she was sleepy after lunch, but the hard seat of the train made it difficult for her to sleep. I picked her up, and she said she was afraid of being seen. So I took off my coat and put it on her. Her soft body curled up like a milk cat.

It took ten hours to drive from the capital to Xiaowan Town, and Zijun also slept for ten hours. The first thing I asked when I woke up was why it was dark. I said you open your eyes. She was so lazy that she barely wanted to move, and the radio urging her to the station rang three times, and only we were left in the car, did she slowly stand up, stretched, put her hands on my shoulders, and asked me to lead her out of the car. It cost us three times the usual price to find a mule cart, a lean old mule, like a living mummy. The driver was an old man, and he was not as thin as a mummy. The old man was a widower, and told us about his life with the mule. Later, the car broke down on the road, and he said that he was old, and so was the mule. A man must fight for breath in life, and he will live longer than himself. He said that life, like a mule cart, will always break down, but it will always move forward. The wheels broke in two, and the mule cart never moved forward.

When we got home, we saw my mother sitting alone under the eaves from a distance, with a tungsten lamp hanging above her head and a few flying insects circling around.

I said, Mom, we're back.

She slowly raised her head, gray hair scattered in front of her forehead. A few wrinkles on her forehead seemed to be carved by a knife, deeply embedded in the flesh, and she was old again, she was not yet forty years old.

"Is Zijun here" She doesn't care about me, she cares about Zijun first.

"Auntie, I'm here. Why haven't you slept yet? Zijun helped her.

"I'm afraid that when you come back, no one will open the door. I cooked lotus seed porridge for you, you should be hungry, eat something to cushion your stomach. The mother grabbed Zijun's hand, as if she would disappear as soon as she let go.

Zijun and her mother went to the kitchen, and I went to my grandmother's room and sat next to her. Yi Gan was thin and almost only had a skeleton left, his yellow skin and cheekbones protruding, his mouth was wrinkled, his nose was slightly undulating, and his two hands were like dry wood on the outside of the quilt. Grandma used to be fat and stood up like a marshmallow. The power of aging is so powerful that it can change people from the inside out in a matter of months.

I called Grandma a few times, and she opened her eyes. Squirmed lips and wanted to speak, but the shriveled lips were like deflated balloons, and only a mouthful of turbid breath was exhaled. She said, "Eat—eat——。 I thought she was hungry. Then he went and fetched food. She shook her head and pointed at me. Meaning let me go to dinner.

Suddenly, my chest tightened, and I couldn't hold back my tears. She tried to raise her hand to wipe away my tears, but when she reached into the air, she hung limply. She shook her head. Grandma always didn't like me crying.

I said Grandma, Zijun is also here. She motioned with her hand for me to call Zijun. It just so happened that Zijun and his mother came in with lotus seed porridge, and after putting it on the table, let me go and eat something, she sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed her grandmother's hand, and the snow jade bracelet glowed slightly. She asked my mother when my grandmother started getting sick and if she had any medication. Mother said that after we left last time, my grandmother often fell asleep, and then she couldn't eat anything, and it was okay not to take medicine, and the more she slept after eating, she was completely unconscious the night before, so she quickly called us back.

Grandma suddenly grabbed Zijun's hand and struggled to get up. We told her to rest first and will be back in a few days. She shook her head like a fallen puppet. Zijun looked at his mother for help.

Help her up, said her mother.

Grandma "separated" the coo dong throat, the saliva at the corner of her mouth flowed into a line, but she couldn't speak. Zijun wiped her saliva, and told me that her true anger was too cold, and asked me to give my grandmother a real breath. I put my hand on my grandmother's back and slowly injected, like wireless charging.

After about three minutes, grandma's eyes slowly lit up, I knew that grandma couldn't last long, although grandma had learned martial arts with grandpa in her early years, now she is old and weak, and her dantian is like a dead tree, even if she is infused with true qi, she is powerless to return to the sky.

She grabbed Zijun's bracelet tightly, squeezed toothpaste and spit out a few words: "Don't-let-four-evil-see-see-"

Zijun hurriedly asked her: "Grandma, do you know where this bracelet comes from?"

Those words seemed to have exhausted her grandmother's strength, and Zijun shook her grandmother's hand and called her name. I think grandma is already like that, so you don't call her anymore. But Zijun seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and even asked his grandmother where the bracelet came from.

"Han-Mo-" Grandma tilted her head and the light in her eyes disappeared like a dark cloud. Grandma died at 7:51 p.m. on September 6, 4017.