Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

Chang Qing didn't know whether He Lin had let it go after all this time. He never talked about this topic in front of everyone, except for the occasional drunken remark, which had no logic or cause. His calm face broke into a look of pain.

After sobering up, everyone tacitly agreed not to mention the matter, and instead talked about other topics, saying with a smile that they wanted to make sure everyone in 316 was not single before graduation.

But when they saw Chang Qing, everyone gave up the idea.

Instead, Zhao Yichuan asked Chang Qing casually, "What's your relationship with the girl who came to our school to look for you twice before?"

After graduating from high school, Qi Yao, in addition to studying hard and working, would always go to Chang Qing's school to see her and tell her about his life in college whenever he had a few days off.

Qi Yao was in high spirits when talking about her university life, with a light in her eyes that she hadn't seen in more than ten years.

Qi Yao said: "Whenever I want to give up, I come to see you and I have motivation. Even now, I still think this world is boring, but if there is someone like you in the world, whether you are in front of me or not, I will always have a feeling of having a backer."

Regarding Zhao Yichuan's question, Chang Qing noticed that Zhao Yichuan stared at Qi Yao every time she came over, and just said, "Don't hit on her, or I will make you stay in the hospital for a few months."

Qi Yao and Zhao Yichuan are not suitable. The Zhao family will not allow him to marry someone without any family background. Moreover, Zhao Yichuan used to be a playboy, and his ex-girlfriends were so many that he could not count them on both hands. Chang Qing also did not want Qi Yao to be hurt in any way.

Just as Zhao Yichuan said, this winter is much colder than in previous years. Chang Qing originally wanted to finish her project within a month, but an unexpected piece of news disrupted her plan and made her hand holding the bottle tremble slightly.

"Mom, what did you just say?"

Su's mother said in a hoarse voice: "Your grandmother passed away last night. When she passed away, there was a family photo in her quilt."

"She loved you the most when she was alive. Ask your teacher for leave and come back to see your grandma off."

Chang Qing nodded silently, then stood up, took care of the laboratory matters, and bought the fastest ticket.

She stood outside the office, listening to the rustling sound of snow, and felt as if her heart was pressed down by a heavy stone. Her mind uncontrollably recalled her grandmother's old and loving face.

I remember her sitting alone in front of the old house, wearing layer upon layer of clothes, looking at the tiles outside covered with snow, as if waiting for her children to return.

"Su He, what's wrong with you? Why are you calling me here in such a hurry?" Xu Zhou just came out of the dormitory and saw Chang Qing standing quietly outside.

"My grandmother passed away, and I need to go home."

Xu Zhou was slightly stunned, then said: "My condolences, what time is your flight? I'll drive you there."

Chang Qing hummed dejectedly and followed Xu Zhou into the car. When she turned around after arriving at the airport, she could still see Xu Zhou standing in front of the blue car, looking at her with a worried look on his face.

After returning to my hometown, my grandmother was already sleeping in a square coffin. There were knocking sounds outside, as if trying to break the lonely and dull winter.

"grandmother."

Chang Qing held the paper money and shouted softly, then lowered her eyes to watch the dark blue fire snake devour the paper money until a pair of warm little hands covered her hands.

"Brother, grandma has gone to look for her children. Don't be sad. Grandma will be sad if she finds out."

Chang Qing slowly raised her head and looked. It was a little girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old, still wearing a high school uniform. She was holding her hand and smiling at her.

"When my mother passed away, my brother told me that she just went to another world."

Chang Qing looked a little dazed. She recalled a time when she went back to her hometown during her senior year of high school. A relative had been in a car accident. When she came to help, she saw a skinny little girl in school uniform kneeling in front of the coffin. No matter how others persuaded her, she was unwilling to leave.

At that time, she walked over, squatted in front of the little girl, looked at her helpless and desperate eyes and said softly: "She just went to another world to be your mother. Mothers are always born before us, aren't they?"

Now, the girl who has grown into a young girl looks just like she did back then, looking at her steadily: "Brother, grandma just went to another world to be your grandmother. Grandma is always born before us, isn't it?"

The corners of Chang Qing's lips curled up bitterly, and he reached out and touched her head.

"I know my grandmother had a miserable life, and now she is relieved, but my brother's mother is no longer a mother, and all that is left for her is the journey home."

When our relatives are still alive, there is still a way to go back; when they are gone, there is only a way back.

"Brother, I feel sorry for mom."

In just a few days, Su's mother has lost a lot of weight. Her double chin has disappeared, and now only a pointed jaw remains. Her eyes are swollen like walnuts, but she still has to force herself to stay awake to keep watch.

Su's mother's brother died early, and her two aunts were hot-tempered and difficult to get along with. They were not willing to treat Su's mother as a relative at all. She only had her grandmother left in the past few years. Now that her grandmother passed away, she no longer had her mother's home.

Father Su looked at his increasingly taciturn wife and said to Chang Qing, "Your mother is now left with only the two of us. No matter how busy you are in the future, you must spare some time to accompany her."

Chang Qing looked at her busy relatives, the lingering snow fell on her thick and beautiful eyelashes, as if they were stained with some spring peach dew. She put her fingers into her pocket and touched the rotten apple.

My grandmother is always reluctant to eat it, and always keeps it until it rots before throwing it away with regret.

Changqing knew that this was something her grandmother had specially left for her.

Like millions of elders in this world, especially those who have come from poverty, they always have the idea of ​​self-sacrifice and dedication.

They always say: "Dear, this is specially saved for you by your mother."

"Look at your living conditions now, and then look at the life we ​​lived back then. Not to mention eating chicken, duck, fish and meat, some people even had to dig out corn seeds planted by others to eat."

There are also words that make children feel choked: "Mom and Dad are reluctant to eat it, they are all left for you."

It's the beating, the envy, and the deformed and passionate love that make children feel depressed and want to escape. They always feel that it is their birth that made their lives like this.

So the cut umbilical cord, the explosive phone calls, the slammed doors, I spent my whole life saying goodbye to her but she spent her whole life telling me to be careful on the road.

Chang Qing was reluctant to throw away the rotten apple. He kept it for a very long time, but it eventually rotted. On the day he threw it away, he suddenly felt like crying.

Grandma, go find her other children!