embrace the moon

The sound of rain gradually stopped, the world was wrapped in wet transparent wings, the breeze was blowing, and everything was erratic.

Yellow leaves fell all over the yard, and the usually delicate flowers were scattered by the bean-sized raindrops, and the whole garden was a fiasco.

Gu Yu moved, regained consciousness, and slowly opened his eyes.The sky is bright outside the window.Sitting beside the bed, Jian Qiao held a glass of water in his hand, leaned closer to the faint morning light, and said softly, "Are you awake? Do you want to drink water?"

Gu Yu didn't answer, looked at his face in a daze, and shook his head after a while.

He sat up from the bed, reached into the quilt and fumbled indiscriminately, but couldn't find his pocket.Jian Qiao lifted the quilt to wrap him around him, speaking softly. "Your clothes were soaked, so I washed them." He took out a key from his coat and put it in his palm. "Looking for this?"

Gu Yu nodded, got up holding the key, and walked out of the room.I feel light under my feet, without landing, and my mind is not clear.

Grandpa's room was already empty. He stopped at the door for a long time, looking in silently through the crack of the door.The world is as quiet as after sinking into the bottom of the sea, listening carefully to every bubble floating up.

After a long time, he came to the door that had never been opened to him, held the door lock, inserted the key into the lock hole, turned it lightly, and opened the lock with a "click".

It was a room he had never seen, a place close at hand but never visited.

It's the last thing grandpa left him.

Gu Yu pushed open the door, the light from the room poured out, and a drowsy smell of frozen dust, mixed with the fragrance of ink and paint, suddenly penetrated into the senses.

What greeted my eyes was an empty room without any furniture, just scrolls hanging on the wall and spread out on the floor.Hundreds of paintings are placed in the house, overflowing with the imprint of time.

Gu Yu walked in, stood among the paintings in a room, and looked around.

Drawn from the youngest, which is what it looked like when it was just born.Growing up a little, being held in my arms, full moon wine.Draw lots at the first birthday banquet, picked up a book straight away, and smiled so tenderly that she showed a few baby teeth.

After a few years, it was time to go to kindergarten.It was the first time I came to Huazhoutang, and I hid behind my father and carefully looked at every place in the yard.Washing dishes for the first time, rubbing clothes for the first time.Learned to ride a bicycle, fell to the ground and was ashamed and annoyed; learned to write with a pen, wrote ink on the most expensive drawing paper, and was scolded.

One time when I came home, my clothes were dirty and my face was covered with scars; one time I stood up and fought and made noise with the children in the community to complain about injustices.

When I saw Huang Huang for the first time, my eyes were full of unconcealable liking; I sent Huang Huang Xuetian away, and sat in the house for a whole afternoon.

One day I studied until late at night, and fell asleep on the table all night; another day I couldn't sleep all night, and I woke up in the early morning to look at my report card.

……

It turns out that one by one, the paintings are all about his life, as well as the countless stars he has looked up to.

It's good to grow up, because whether it's excuses or reassurance, you will always find something to make you believe that "growing up is good".

The news of Gu Qianfan's death spread throughout the circle.On the day when the body was cremated, many people came, those he knew and those he didn't know, to see the old man off.

Zhao Mishan and Yi Xianghan, who are always noisy, kept silent, while Xu Shuilan and Leng Qing did nothing,

Chu Yang and Wang Yuanqi came back, and Wang Yuanqi, who was always jumping up and down, burst into tears, while Chu Yang, who was always gentle, stood beside him, silent and silent.

Shu Mu and Xu Manyi were also present, as well as those well-known painters in the circle, including Lao Chen.In addition to the neighbors in the community, Lu Xun, Bai Shen, and relatives whom I haven't contacted for a long time...

And the late Gu Tianbai.

All stared in silence as the coffin was pushed into the furnace.

Gu Yu took a step forward, staring fixedly at the coffin.

What's wrong with the world, why is it so quiet.

How come no one speaks.

Why is there no sound at all, not even the small bursting sound of water bubbles floating to the surface.

Gu Yu took another step forward, and suddenly grabbed him with one hand.He only heard the person behind him speak softly, as if whispering in his ear, "Come to my side, good boy."

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly the world came alive.

The wind rustled the leaves, and the suppressed choked sobs floated gently in the empty corridor, as if there was nothing and no one was present.

Gu Yu stepped back obediently, and Jian Qiao stood side by side with him, sliding his palm down from his arm, holding his hand tightly.Warmth came from the cold fingertips, the world revived, and he woke up like a dream.

Painting Boat Hall.

Gu Yu hugged the urn and sat on the steps in front of the door.He didn't choose a cemetery for grandpa.

Grandparents are all from the countryside. They love their homeland deeply, the old locust tree at the corner of the rock on the mountain, and the holy land with the breeze and sweet spring.He wants to take grandpa back and bury him with grandma.

Jian Qiao walked up to him, knelt down, took his hand lightly, and said softly, "It's cold on the ground, get up, we should go."

Gu Yu nodded, and walked out of the community with the urn in his arms, Zhao Mishan drove and waited at the door, Yi Xianghan sat in the co-pilot, and was deserted in the back row.Holding a coat, Jian Qiao saw a person getting off a car by the side of the road, approached him and whispered, "I'll wait for you in the car."

It's Gu Tianbai.

"Xiaobao, have you chosen the cemetery yet? I'll take you there." Gu Tianbai said with concern, and Gu Yu looked into his eyes in a daze.His eyes were so earnest that he almost thought it was real.

"I want to take grandpa back to his hometown." He said coldly.

"What, it's so far..." Gu Tianbai thought for a while, "Why don't I drive you by car, do you think it's okay?"

Hearing this, Gu Yu chuckled lightly, looked up at him with a chill in his tone. "You are too busy, who dares to bother you."

Before Gu Tianbai could speak, he had already turned around and got into the car, closed the door, hugged the urn, and leaned against the back of the chair in a daze.The vehicle starts and heads to the street.

Jian Qiao unfolded his coat to cover him, and moved closer to him, "Go to sleep for a while, when you wake up, you will be there."

The atmosphere in the car was very dull, Yi Xianghan turned on the music, and the cold wind blew in through the cracks in the car windows, dispelling the drowsiness.

It was already night when we arrived, Gu Yu got out of the car and looked up at the bright starlight above his head.They spent the night in a hotel in town.Gu Yu felt very tired. Although he seemed to have done nothing at the end of the day, his whole body was very tired.

Obviously exhausted, lying on the bed but unable to fall asleep, his mind went blank, he didn't think about anything, but his headache was about to explode.

Jian Qiao covered him with the quilt, wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, and whispered: "Baby, are you asleep?"

"No," Gu Yu responded, turned over to face him, and smiled lightly, "It's so disgusting, why did you call me that all of a sudden?"

Jian Qiao realized it later, and suddenly felt very nasty, smiled, pinched his face, "It's nothing, I just want to tell you, with me, you can always be a child."

Gu Yu felt sad and wanted to cry, but he didn't show any expression.His tears may have melted together with the pouring rain that night.Now there is nothing, only dry eye sockets, and a heart as calm as stagnant water.

Although the burial was not done according to farming customs, the grandfather was sent up the mountain according to the burial process.At five o'clock in the morning, the mountains were extremely silent.The deafening sound of firecrackers sounded from the narrow mountain road, echoing infinitely in the empty mountains.

The deacon who presided over the funeral was chanting a long scripture. The old locust tree standing in the mountain, with its branches and leaves blowing in the wind, concealed a piece of fertile soil.

After the burial, they set up a spiritual tablet and planned to repair a good tombstone for their grandparents in a few days.Paper money was burned in front of the tombs of the two, sparks hovered in the sky, and the remaining ashes swayed on the ground.

Gu Yu knelt down and said softly, "Grandma, Xiaobao is back to see you."

Jian Qiao stared at the paper money piled up in front of him, his face scorched by burning.Looking at the distant mountains, the sky is still blue, the sun has not yet risen, and only a few stars have not faded.

The ones on the ground are sent one by one, and the ones in the sky are picked up one by one.

As long as you remember it, it won't go away.They are still those stars in the sky whose light will stay in the hearts of others for a long time.

After returning to the city, as soon as they returned to the Painting Boat Hall, they saw people waiting in the living room. There were many exquisite things on the table, which looked expensive and extravagant.

"Xiaobao, mother is here. Look, your grandpa is gone, and you are the only one left in this house, or you can move to live with me?" Tian Yunpei watched him walk in, got up and said earnestly.Jian Qiao turned his head and glanced at Gu Yu when he heard the words, without saying a word, he walked into the living room to pour water for them silently.

"It's like this, now Mom and Dad are here, but we all want you to go with us, you should think about it for yourself, which one do you want to go with?" Gu Tianbai asked anxiously.

Gu Yu didn't answer.

"Which one do you follow?" Is it very similar to the question a judge asks a child in court?But it was at this time, and Gu Yu had grown up so much, that they finally remembered that there was still a little bit of blood relationship between them.

He was only five or six years old when he was sent to the Painting Boat Hall, and he stayed here for 15 years. In the past 15 years, my parents have visited him several times, and I am afraid I can count them on my fingers.

He never went to a parent-child sports meet, never wrote a card on Mother's Day.From elementary school to university, few classmates have seen what his parents look like.They didn't know he was afraid of heights or that he was allergic to seafood.Gu Yu felt that maybe in their eyes, he was self-willed, ignorant of etiquette, misbehaving, an uneducated and annoying waste.

They weren't there when he was sick and hospitalized, they weren't there when he was so embarrassingly written by the media, and they weren't there when he was targeted by everyone... It doesn't matter whether he forgives or not, he just doesn't have any hope for them.

He thought his parents wouldn't change too much.

But when he sees them today, at this very moment, he will be completely given up.She was no longer the mother who doted on her day and night, and he was no longer the open-minded, loving father who made fun of suffering.

Nothing has changed.

Gu Yu sat down opposite them, and said calmly, "Do you want to know how much the inheritance is?"

The two people on the opposite side probably didn't expect him to be so direct, and they didn't know how to speak for a moment.

"A lot, it's grandpa's life savings, I'm the heir," Gu Yu replied, "Grandpa left me a letter in the room, expressing clearly that I don't have to treat you too well. According to his will, I will leave He donated all his deposits, and together with several other artists, set up a new Chinese painting award, which will be used as a bonus.”

"This...how could it be? Mom and Dad came to pick you up because they saw you alone now..."

"By the way," Gu Yu interrupted directly, and interjected, "The painting boat hall is also reserved for me. I will change the locks tomorrow. If you are all fine, don't come here again."

The two people on the opposite side were speechless, and Gu Yu couldn't continue, feeling a faint pain in his heart.His face was pale and indifferent, his lips were bloodless, as if he had suffered a serious illness.

"Xiaobao, how can you say such a thing, do you have to have such a heartless fight with us?" Tian Yunpei cried, "How can you forgive mother?"

Gu Tianbai held back for a long time, and finally shouted: "I am your biological father! No matter how you say it, you shed the blood of my Gu family!"

Gu Yu didn't speak, and was silent for a long time before uttering two words coldly, "Get out."

"I really don't know how your grandparents brought you up to teach you like this!"

"Don't use it to please me, and it's not your turn to teach me." He only felt more and more pain in his heart, and it became more and more difficult to breathe. He stood up abruptly, and said angrily, "Get out!"

Finally, at the moment when he was emotionally overwhelmed, he swept hard and knocked off all the things on the table.Every delicate gift was slammed to the ground, and amidst the crisp and shattering sound, it seemed that some deeper emotions were also shattered into ashes.

How fragile and fragile these exquisite things are, don't they know that he hates such things the most, so how can they use these gifts to win his favor?

At the moment of the dispute, Jian Qiao rushed up quickly and protected him behind him.

After sending them away, the Painting Boat Hall was restored to its purity.

Jian Qiao lay back on the sofa, hugged him, kissed his neck lightly, and whispered in his ear: "Do you really want to donate all your savings? You also have to plan for your own future."

Gu Yu buried his head in his arms, hugged him, and smelled the fragrance of his body, mixed with the distant smell of ink.

"Grandpa left me a school fund before he left, which is enough for me to study for a few more years." Gu Yu thought for a while, although his grandparents had left, they left him many of the best gifts in the world.

He remembered that when he passed the rest stop on the way to the funeral, he and Yi Xianghan were the only two left in the car.She had always been at ease and said to him seriously: "Gu Xiaobao, I am the granddaughter of Master, you are his grandson, and now I am your closest relative. Friends may break up, lovers may leave, but I won't leave."

Jian Qiao tightened her grip on him, squeezed on the narrow sofa with him, and kissed him long and firmly, like a confession all along. "Gu Yu, I will be the star in your heart, and you will be my sun."

Gu Yu smiled warmly, "Are you going to be at odds with me?"

"No," Jian Qiao also smiled, licked his warm lips, and said, "I mean, while I comforted you, you also illuminated me."

The author has something to say: I updated three chapters today, and temporarily got rid of the attributes of Ge Yiyongzhi, which is really touching.