drink moonlight alone

"Qing Yan, only the moon."

Zhou Qingyan followed the sound and turned her head, and suddenly saw her father pushing the wheelchair, sitting on the wheelchair was a grandma who was smiling warmly and softly, walking side by side with her mother, and when she took a closer look, her grandma's complexion was a little better than before. His words were no longer soft and weak, his voice was hoarse but still full of energy when calling out to the two of them.

Just don't know if this is just a flash in the pan.

Zhou Qingyan suppressed the melancholy in her heart, and smiled at her grandma: "Grandma."

"Dad, Mom." Zhou Weiyue let go of the hand she held with Zhou Qingyan the moment she saw grandma's figure, and said hello to her parents politely, but her eyes only moved away for half a second and then stuck back again On Zhou Qingyan's body.

The two of them naturally didn't know that all of this was seen by their parents. Liang Jinyi smiled inwardly, while Zhou Jinrong frowned even more.Before Zhou Jinrong's temper erupted, Liang Jinyi hurriedly called the three of them to take a family portrait, choosing and choosing the location, thinking that it would not take so much trouble, just take a photo in the hospital, but Zhou Qingyan thought that since it was going to be photographed, why not choose A place with commemorative value, the photos, the meaning of existence, isn't it just to miss.

So under a collegial discussion, they all unanimously decided to go back to grandma's house to shoot.

At that time, the leaves on the branches of the crabapple tree in the neighbor’s grandmother’s house were no longer verdant, and they were shriveled autumn yellow, not as golden as ginkgo, but they also became a unique and beautiful scenery, especially when the west wind blows. The mottled yellow all over the ground is like the ink that was accidentally spilled in late autumn.

Since the beginning of autumn, the sky has been high and cloudless, with no wind and no rain. When the golden crow sends warmth, the dome is torn open, and the silk and satin are scattered all over the floor, and they get into the sleeves of the clothes with nostalgia, and they are taken away without knowing it. Walked all the way with autumn.The sun was shining today. After the camera was set up, my mother helped grandma put on some light makeup, which made her look a little bit younger and brighter. She sat in a wheelchair dignifiedly, occupying the center of the picture, and her father was on the far right. Zhou Qingyan's mother is also in the back, and Zhou Weiyue and Zhou Qingyan are standing shoulder to shoulder.

The camera was set for a ten-second countdown, and after Zhou Qingyan pressed the button to start, he silently recited the countdown numbers in his heart.

three.

two.

One.

In the place hidden by grandma's figure, he quietly hooked Zhou Weiyue's little finger with his little finger.

The photo is fixed in a family of five with different smiles, the sky just brushes over the eyebrows, the leaves are so lush that they cast mottled shadows on the body, the rustling sound of the thatched cottage kissing the ground is mixed with many cheers The thoughts hidden in the laughter.Maybe after a long time, the young face in the photo will grow old, and the old life will disappear, but the only thing that will never change is the fetters of family affection, which is something more mysterious than love, no matter how strange it is, no matter what is brewing in the middle. What twists and turns of entanglement, the two ends of the thread are always tied to both parties, even though years of grinding, it is still strong.

It can be said that it is rare for a family of five to sit at the same table for a meal together.Since both of them didn't intend to make grandma worry more, Zhou Qingyan and Zhou Weiyue didn't make any intimacy after the whole meal. He didn't look at the two of them at all, as if he didn't see anything.

As long as he doesn't say anything harsh, he'll be thankful.At least Zhou Qingyan thought so.

Even if the peace is only on the surface, the joy and harmony are real. After all, it is strictly traceable that a family sits at the dinner table, there is no lack of one, and it has not happened in the past ten years, even during the Spring Festival. Even if the congratulations with the distance are over.

After eating, grandma suddenly said that she wanted to eat rice cakes for some reason, and just as Zhou Qingyan wanted to recommend herself to go to the street with Zhou Weiyue to buy them, Liang Jinyi suddenly suggested, "Jin Rong and I may not have visited the town for a long time, Why don't we go?"

"Mom, do you and Dad know where the rice cake shop is?" Zhou Qingyan had no objection, but just asked casually.

Liang Jinyi walked to the door holding Zhou Jinrong's arm, and smiled lightly, "Of course, we used to come here often before we got married."

"Then be careful on the road."

After sending her parents out, Zhou Qingyan stood by the door in a daze for a while.This seems to be the scene of an ordinary family meeting, parents who love each other, the greetings and laughter at the dinner table, the bright sunlight from the window, and the silent lover beside them.Taking a look, Zhou Weiyue happened to be looking at her too, and the two of them locked eyes, but they didn't say a word.

They didn't taste the deep meaning in each other's eyes, like regret, nostalgia, and reluctance.After all, they all know how rare the seemingly ordinary daily life is for each other. Due to the work of their parents, and the illness of their grandma, everything will become a thing of the past—fortunately, they caught up in the turmoil. Each other, there is no addiction.

The sudden ringtone broke the silence, Zhou Weiyue took out her mobile phone, and it showed that the incoming call was from Fu Liexing.Obviously it was a matter of work, he straightened his back, touched the corner of Zhou Qingyan's eye with his lips, "I'll answer the phone."

"Go." Zhou Qingyan waved his hands, and after pushing people to the backyard, he returned to his grandmother.

At that time, grandma was half reclining and sitting in a wheelchair, half of her body was bathed in the sun, and a round of golden sunlight seemed to cover her whole body with a blanket. It was warm, but there was an indescribable almost transparent illusion.Hearing the sound, she raised her loose eyelids, glanced at Zhou Qingyan lightly, then patted the sofa beside him, "Come, sit with grandma for a while."

Zhou Qingyan took the velvet blanket from the sofa and stretched it out. After putting it on her grandma's lap to keep out the cold, she sat on the armrest of the sofa and watched the falling leaves of crabapple in the yard with her grandma.This angle just happens to be able to take in all the scenery in the yard. When we were young, he and Zhou Weiyue would sit here together in summer, dangling their feet that couldn’t touch the ground and eating watermelon; at night, we would digest food with grandma after dinner. Lanterns will be carried at times.At that time, it was not as advanced as it is now, and the lanterns were still quaint paper candle lanterns. Sometimes Zhou Weiyue's lanterns were burned by candles, and grandma held tea and laughed, and coaxed him to get a new one.

There is also the frozen plum soup, splashing on the ground will always provoke ants. When I was young, I was ignorant, and the two melons also liked to deliberately pour sugar water on the ground, and then squatted together to watch the ants crawling around in an orderly manner. .Although after being found out by grandma, she was helpless, angry and funny.

"Autumn came so late this year." With a smile on her face, Zhou Qingyan put back a lock of hair hanging down her shoulders from the bun for her grandma.

"Yes, in previous years, the trees next to the land in the town have been bare." Grandma took a breath, and held Zhou Qingyan's hand weakly in the dry but ironed palm, "Qingyan , are you happy now?"

Caught off guard by such a question, Zhou Qingyan froze for a moment, glanced sideways at grandma's smile and replied: "Happy."

"Are you happy?"

"Well, happiness."

"That's good." Grandma turned her head and patted the back of his hand lightly, as if comforting, but also like an indescribable sigh, "That's good."

"Grandma, why are you suddenly..." Zhou Qingyan felt inexplicably flustered for a moment, as if she was about to lose her grip

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by grandma's soft voice, "Qingyan, go and help grandma get a cup of hot water, it's windy and it's a bit cold."

Even if he had doubts in his heart, Zhou Qingyan still had no reason to refuse grandma's request. He nodded, and when he stood up, he stuffed grandma's exposed palms under the blanket.

Closed the slightly open floor-to-ceiling windows, leaving only a small gap that was sufficient for ventilation but not to allow cold air to slip in, he turned and went to the kitchen, and filled two-thirds of the enamel cup that grandma used to use to warm the air. Water, and mixed some cold water to make sure it didn't burn your mouth before turning back.When turning back, it happened that Zhou Weiyue came back after making a phone call. This was the first time he didn't turn his head because of the movement behind him. In the past, Zhou Weiyue would have noticed Zhou Qingyan's footsteps even if they were slight.

Walking over with doubts in her heart, Zhou Weiyue finally turned her head, but with just this one glance, Zhou Qingyan couldn't take another step.

Zhou Weiyue's eyes behind the lenses were sickly red, as if blood was about to be squeezed out, and her thin lips opened a slit as if to say something, but they trembled and closed unwillingly.But Zhou Qingyan already knew what he didn't say.

He put down the enamel cup and walked over slowly.

As far as the eye can see, grandma maintains the posture that he left to pour water in the kitchen earlier, but her eyes have been closed, and the corners of her mouth are still hooked very lightly, but there is a little bit of a relieved smile and a peaceful and soft smile when the dust has settled.The sun was bright and the fallen leaves were flying. In his ears, he could also hear the melodious chirping of a distant kite fluttering its wings towards the dome, never to return.