[Umbrella Repair] Slow Delivery Station

"If the child is willing, you can let him go. It's okay." Ye Xiu, 73 years old, his grandson, faced the same problem as he did back then.My daughter's youngest son is clamoring to play games and engage in the e-sports industry. He has a set of theories, which makes it difficult for his daughter to resist. "He is also sensible, don't worry."

It has been more than 50 years since the glory of that year.Glory has stopped for almost ten years, and those youths who were once young and energetic have long since disappeared.Not to mention far away, when Ye Xiu talked to Su Mucheng in the past two years, he often teased himself as an old widower - his wife died of a sudden heart attack two years ago.

"The world is impermanent..." Ye Xiu sighed, "Hey, Mucheng, tell me, if Mu Qiu was still here, what would happen now?"

Su Mucheng was not clear about this question either.With his brother still alive, maybe Ye Xiu won't be as lonely as he is now because no one understands him.Who knows?

"If he can live to this age...if he can live to twenty, maybe we will be together. At this time, if two old men walk arm in arm in the street, will they be called immoral?" Ye Xiu Laughing, "I was worried that he would be awkward and refuse to agree to me for a while, and then want to engage in a 14-year war of resistance?"

Su Mucheng couldn't help laughing, "14 years? Are you planning to abuse the whole glory single dog as a husband and wife? One chases and the other escapes, and the glory version of the domineering president falls in love with me?"

"The rich and young wife took the boss to run? Forget it." Ye Xiu still remembered the Internet fashion more than 50 years ago, "Thinking about it makes me cringe."

Ye Xiu's wife is a complete lady, she doesn't play Glory, she doesn't even play stand-alone games very much.Ye Xiu was with her, but two single people as companions.Except for work and children, there is no common language on weekdays, and the lives of the two are extremely ordinary.Su Mucheng can't understand this kind of life, and can't evaluate whether it's good or bad. After all, it's someone else's private matter.Ye Xiu's daughter is basically a copy of his wife, gentle and virtuous, with a bit of youthful sentimentality, completely different from Ye Xiu when he was young.

Before the phone was hung up, my little grandson, who was clamoring to play games, ran upstairs from his small study on the first floor. "Grandpa, there is a little brother looking for you downstairs."

Ye Xiu covered the microphone: "Send the salesmen away, call them up if you're not a salesman."

Su Mucheng giggled on the other end of the phone. "Someone looking for it? Then I'll hang up first."

At this time, the little brother had already been brought up by the young boy.The little brother doesn't look like a mountain dew at all, very ordinary. "Your letter, sir."

Ye Xiu didn't answer. "Slow delivery station?"

The little brother smiled: "Yes. What is your request, sir?"

"Do you know how many years ago this letter was written?" Ye Xiu looked at his hand. It was no longer slender and beautiful as a boy. Spots of age spots.He still remembered that the young man named Su Muqiu, although born in a poor family, had a pair of very beautiful hands, slender and powerful, so beautiful that it was hard to forget.

"Let me see... the sender is Mr. Su Muqiu, right?" The little brother found out a very old smartphone, and flicked the screen with his head down.

"Yes."

"Mr. Su Muqiu entrusted us to send a letter in 2013, which should have been 57 years ago." The little brother put away his phone, "This is the last letter from Mr. Su Muqiu to you. trust."

Ye Xiu suddenly felt a little dazed. "He's been gone for 55 years...can you send me a letter?"

The little brother smiled. "Yes, sir."

Ye Xiu took out a sticky note and a pen, and handed them to my brother. "Leave a phone number and address for easy contact."

After the little brother finished writing, he handed back the pen and paper to Ye Xiu. Ye Xiu smiled and said, "Thank you, please." The little brother smiled shyly and shook his hand.

The young boy standing next to Ye Xiu looked curious. Ye Xiu patted him to bring him back to his senses: "Go and see off this little brother first."

After the two left, Ye Xiu took out the letter.

"Ye Xiu:

How are you doing these days?Are children still filial?It's not hard to read this letter. "

The font size of this letter is bigger than the previous one, not only bigger, Su Muqiu also carefully bolded every word, Ye Xiu can read clearly without reading glasses.

"Ye Xiu, maybe you've been curious about that matter for almost 40 years, I can't bear it when you're 80 years old, I think you won't blame me if you say it now.

Ye Xiu, I have liked you since I was 15 years old. "

The author has something to say: *Looking back at my own article, not only the plot is not good, but also OOC... When did my Ye Shen fall so sentimental, but this article is mainly about feelings...I have no way to change it , um, and one last epilogue.Run with the lightning rod on.

☆, end

Ye Xiu has been in poor health since he was 70 years old. There are no serious illnesses, but a lot of minor illnesses.According to Ye Xiu's personality, even minor illnesses and pains are too embarrassing to see, and his life in his later years is quite peaceful. At the age of 88, Ye Xiu passed away in his sleep.

At this time, there were very few people who could come to Ye Xiu's funeral. They were old, sick, and dead.Many of the generation who debuted around the same time as Ye Xiu had settled abroad and were too late to come here, and some of them in China were in poor health.The former younger generation, Qiao Yifan, Luo Ji and others who were familiar with Ye Xiu had all arrived, they were not young anymore, they walked unsteadily, and there were a few juniors by their side.Su Mucheng originally lived in the hospital, but upon hearing the news of Ye Xiu's death, she forced herself to come out of the hospital to attend the funeral.

"This is the passing of an era." Su Mucheng leaned against Lin Shiyu without crying.

When Su Muqiu passed away, she didn't cry, she knew that her brother didn't want to see her cry.Likewise, she knew that Ye Xiu would not want to see herself cry.Crying means nothing to these strong people.

Su Mucheng looked at the young man standing next to the corpse, and felt very familiar. "Ye...Xiu?"

The young man smiled gracefully, "I am very similar to my grandfather when he was young, right?"

Lin Shiyu, who was over fifty, whispered into his mother's ear: "Xiao Ye is Uncle Ye's grandson, and now he is a great god in the e-sports circle."

Su Mucheng looked at the young man in front of her again, and seemed to see the former Ye Xiu and her former self. "He's very nice."

"Yes." Lin Shiyu smiled and replied to his mother, "He is very good."

At this time, a strange boy in a black suit walked up to Lin Shiyu: "Is it Mr. Lin? Can you help Ms. Su Mucheng answer the letter."

Lin Shiyu glanced at the strange little brother, and then at his mother.Su Mucheng nodded: "I'm Su Mucheng. Is it a courier station? Whose letter is it this time?"

"Mr. Ye Xiu sent it to himself and Mr. Su Muqiu. He hopes you can accept Mr. Su Muqiu's letter." The younger brother is very skilled in business, and he took out a letter from the briefcase beside him and handed it to Su Mucheng.Then, he took out another letter that was said to be from Ye Xiu to him, took out the lighter, and lit it.

Su Mucheng opened the envelope with trembling hands. There were only a few numbers in the letter, which was Ye Xiu's tone when he was young.

"You are still not as good as brother, but brother fell in love with you at first sight."

The author has something to say: *The more I write, the more I feel wrong... The most wrong time is just finished writing.Three days of self-reflection in a dark room... I'm afraid of myself.

*Actually, there were novelty-seeking Xiang Xiaofanwai, but I was too curious and died in my mind by my own pia.If anyone likes this article, I'll find a new lightning rod, make sure it won't be hacked to death, and then release it.

*The writing is not good, I saw it here, thank you for your tolerance^_^

Well, the country will not change, and the green water will flow forever. Goodbye.

☆, a special episode that is not counted as an extra episode

Su Muqiu didn't know why people who had already left had the chance to come back.The long chaos made him temporarily unable to adapt to the current environment.

There are many familiar and unfamiliar faces around him, strange and familiar to the point of strangeness.Those wrinkled and aging faces had expressions he was familiar with; more faces he didn't know, their manners and conversations had a familiar feeling to him.

Who is it?He stood among the silent crowd, thinking quietly.

This may be a funeral, the black and white photos hung in front of him, without any warmth, but with a familiar smile on his lips.Kind of like... that guy.Who is that person?Unconscious and unconscious for too long, his brain shut down for a while, and he couldn't remember that person at all.Now he only remembers that his name is Su Muqiu, he has a very cute younger sister, and a person he likes very much.

But who is that person?Su Muqiu thought about it seriously, but his head ached involuntarily, as if some memory in the restricted area had been touched, and after thinking about it for a while, the pain became unbearable.

He heard people go up to deliver their eulogy one by one, and heard the low sobs and sighs around them.

"He once led the glory to the glory, and he is the well-deserved glory No.1. His departure is the departure of an era..." Glory?It was a familiar name again, a light flashed in front of Su Muqiu's eyes, and something flitted through his mind, but it disappeared without a trace after all.

"Young man, don't be too arrogant, there is still a long way to go..." This is my own voice, but who am I talking to?Su Muqiu was at a loss.Now that you've left, what's the point of coming back again?He no longer recognizes the world.

"Brother?" The old lady in front turned her head inadvertently, saw him, and suddenly lost her voice, "Brother!"

Su Muqiu was slightly taken aback: "You are...Mucheng?"

Su Muqiu recalled the scene when the two depended on each other when they were young. Every time it was time for lunch, her younger sister would always bring a lunch box to the Internet cafe to find him. The lunch box was full of meals, and the nutrition was balanced according to Su Mucheng's own requirements.At this time, Ye Xiu on the side would always come over with a smile, and take away his portion, and occasionally put a vacuum-packed chicken drumstick he bought from somewhere into his and Mucheng's portion.So, when he comes to eat, he often finds that there are two more chicken legs in his share.

"Brother, I can't eat, this is for you." Su Mucheng has always been very sensible, she stood aside obediently, and innocently responded to her brother's puzzled eyes.

Su Muqiu looked at Ye Xiu, this guy slipped out to smoke after eating, he just came back smelling of cigarettes, twisting his fingers to find an empty computer. "Comfort and comfort you, eat more and continue in the afternoon." This guy has always been very angry when he talks, and Su Muqiu has always adopted a policy of ignoring his trash talk, and continued to eat without any burden.

He remembered that person, his name was Ye Xiu, a guy who played Glory very well, his face was somewhat similar to the black and white photo in front of him.When Ye Xiu gets old, he probably looks like this... Su Muqiu suddenly felt a little out of place when he saw this old version of Ye Xiu.

At this time, Su Mucheng tremblingly walked to Su Muqiu's side.At this age, she began to believe in some mystical theories, such as rebirth, reincarnation, and some religious theories that Chu Yunxiu liked most when she was young.For some reason, at first glance, she decided that this young man was her elder brother who died young. "Brother, you are back..."

It is a very strange feeling to be drawn by blood relatives, even though the old man in front of him has only a pair of eyes that are exactly the same as the younger sister in Su Muqiu's impression, that "brother" made him completely sure of her identity.Su Muqiu habitually patted his sister's head under everyone's surprised eyes. "Well, is he all right?"

Su Mucheng glanced at the enlarged black-and-white photo, recalled her past self, and tried to show the same smile as 70 years ago, "He's fine, don't worry..."

Su Muqiu smiled and hugged his younger sister who was not as tall as her shoulders. "Thanks."

Su Mucheng turned her head away, tried her best to suppress the moisture in her eyes, and leaned on Su Muqiu full of trust like before.This was the last thing she could do for her brother and Ye Xiu.

(Finish)

The author has something to say: After Brother *Umbrella leaves, his time and space are completely stagnant, but others still exist in time.Or it can be understood in this way, after the car accident, Brother San's soul moved forward at super-light speed, according to the special theory of relativity (general relativity seems to mean that light bends in time and space?) He went to the future.After thinking about it for a long time, why should I analyze pseudoscience events from a scientific point of view?Let it be pseudo-scientific.

*Brother Umbrella’s character design is really easy to fail... because I really can’t find a character design, youthful spirit can be counted, and gentleness and consideration can also be counted.

*Three-dimensional is very cruel, I started to write on Friday, and then kept procrastinating, and it finally got better in the past two days.Sorry for the sloppy writing ^_^

☆、I'm back again

The author has something to say: #蛇修橙##自己板飞##If Two Hearts Review College Entrance Examination Composition Questions#

*Private setting: Brother Shan didn’t lie down in the Nanshan Martyrs Cemetery in 2017, and Mucheng went to school according to Brother Shan’s wish (this year is the third year of senior high school)

*The author's IQ has run away from home, the characters have been released collectively, and there are OOCs everywhere

*By the way, I don't know whether Mucheng is a science student or a liberal arts student, whether there will be a problem writing essays, because if Mucheng is indeed in school, h city does not divide arts and sciences hhhh

*It's really me who can't tell the difference, not Brother Shan and Ye Busha

*It has already been posted on Weibo and other places, and the revised version will be posted here again

*This is a composition question I wrote for the college entrance examination, and it may contain some thoughts from the examination room at that time

[College Entrance Exam Composition 2017 Zhejiang Volume: A writer said that people have to read three big books: one is a book with words, one is a book without words, and the other is a book of the soul.What are your thoughts on this?Create your own topic and write an 800-word composition]

In the summer of 2017, Excellent Era won its second championship.In the following summer break, most of the Excellent Era players who received bonuses chose to travel and relax.Soon, only Ye Xiu and Su Muqiu, who were unwilling to travel far to take care of Su Mucheng, who was about to take the college entrance examination, were left in Excellent Era Club, and Tao Xuan, the boss who sorted out this year's financial statements.

Even in the hot summer, quasi-senior high school students will arrange make-up classes with different time intervals. This is a common practice, and Su Mucheng is no exception.Su Mucheng, who came back from remedial classes, did not go home uncharacteristically. Instead, she carried a schoolbag and took several buses to Jiashi Club.

"Yo, what's wrong with Mucheng." After finishing a training session, Ye Xiu got up from the computer, took a glass of water, and put it in front of Su Mucheng.

Su Mucheng, who always liked to smile, lost her smile. She frowned and pointed to the composition paper in front of her: "Homework due tomorrow."

Ye Xiu leaned over to look at the essay question: "Do you need to read three books in your life? This essay question is a bit difficult. It's more difficult than the previous two years."

Su Muqiu also finished his training. He stood behind Ye Xiu and patted him on the shoulder: "Young man, you play Glory every day. How do you know that the previous two years were easier than this year?"

"My brother took the college entrance examination the year before last. After the exam, he complained to me. Fortunately, he didn't take the z provincial paper. What kind of character and literature." Ye Xiu replied casually, "Mu Qiu, why don't you come and see how to write it?"

Su Muqiu is confident that he will review essay questions, after all, he occasionally reads his sister's textbooks, unlike Ye Xiu who goes to bed as soon as he finishes his housework. "Are you willing to bow down?"

Ye Xiu clicked on the composition topic: "You read first."

Su Muqiu looked at the composition questions, and said to him from left to right: "Mucheng, my brother's computer has Excel installed, and you can try to operate the technical problem you mentioned yesterday."

Su Mucheng looked up at her brother, who was still confident and did not show timidity.Ye Xiu supported Su Muqiu's shoulder and fell down laughing.

"Mucheng, take a good look. Muqiu is a book of the heart, and the heart needs to be read." Ye Xiu stopped laughing and pretended to be serious, "Even if you don't know anything, you can't admit defeat."

"Get out!" Su Muqiu was about to retort, but he hadn't thought of a word yet.

Seeing that the two hearts of Glory were about to turn on the mocking mode again, Su Mucheng interrupted quickly: "Then how do you play the book with words and the book without words?"

"A book without words? Qiu Musu?" Ye Xiu continued pointing at Su Muqiu, "How do you write this? Daddy Su, please teach me?"

"Write about Qiumusu? That's better than writing a skill book." Su Muqiu glared at Ye Xiu. Ye Xiu looked at Su Mucheng with the same blank expression on his innocent face of "I don't know anything".

"Skill book?" Ye Xiu suddenly remembered something, "Don't forget to add your Qiumusu skill points."

"Understood." Su Muqiu replied lazily, thoughtfully.He was so focused on the game, it had been a long time since he played two rounds with Qiu Musu and Ye Xiu without any burden.Ye Xiu probably didn't know about this question either.

"The skill book... I have it! Some books have no words, but they are as important as those long speeches. It can give people the motivation to move forward and point out the direction of the future." Su Mucheng had a flash of inspiration when she heard the two brothers talking about the skill book. Now, I took the draft paper and wrote down a paragraph, still chanting words in my mouth.

Su Muqiu looked at his sister's sudden burst of inspiration, and was extremely proud: "It's very well written."

"The late stage of sister control." Ye Xiu complained about Su Muqiu, but his expression was the same pride as Su Muqiu, "Books with words... What extracurricular books have you read, Mucheng, just write two of them, with a higher style."

"Adventure Little Tigers? Aesop's Fables? Teach us the philosophy of life that is not afraid of hardships and the wisdom of life that we can't sum up now but will know one day?" Su Mucheng is not a girl who loves to read literary classics. The thing basically happened in the orphanage period, and many of the books I read were donated by others in the orphanage.

"A little higher style, let's write a Romance of the Three Kingdoms." Su Muqiu kindly suggested, but was lightly kicked by Ye Xiu beside him.

"It's not as good as how steel is tempered. The author has a long name, Ostrovsky."

After finishing the financial statements, Tao Xuan took his computer bag and walked out of his room. When he saw the three people here, he greeted them with a smile: "Mucheng is here, what are you doing?"

Ye Xiu remembered that Tao Xuan was a college graduate, so he quickly made room for Tao Xuan: "Mucheng is writing essays. Brother Tao, help me review the questions?"

Tao Xuan looked at the essay question: "This is what my cousin wrote for the college entrance examination this year, and the marking requirements say that as long as the 'book' is included in the essay, it will be fine."

"..." Ye Xiu felt quite uncomfortable.

"...Ye Xiu, let's go and grab the boss." Su Muqiu, who was defeated by the test teacher, said in his heart, he and Ye Xiu's level of heart, compared to the test tester, should work harder.