drink moonlight alone

Grandma Zhou's funeral was very beautiful.It is probably because the residents and travelers of Yuan Island have come and gone over the years, and those who stayed and left, there is no permanent household. It seems that the left and right sides of Grandma Zhou's house have long been empty, and she is the only one who stays there. Decades have passed by growing vegetables in the small dilapidated house and chatting with the neighbors about the household chores.

Neighbors in the neighborhood came one after another, and left one after another.On the afternoon of the day when grandma passed away, Zhou Qingyan cried so much that he nearly passed out, scaring his parents so much that they had half-entered the hospital phone number. At this moment, he was like a puppet who had lost his soul, as if he could only hold his last breath. , helping parents with grandma's funeral, contacting the funeral home to discuss the date of burial, and so on. Sometimes when I kneel in front of the hall, I just can't get up for several hours without eating or drinking.Zhou Weiyue even felt that he was burning the last firewood in his body, and when the wood was burned out and the fire was extinguished, he followed suit.He was also afraid that his body would not be able to bear the burden and his asthma would recur again, so Zhou Weiyue didn't care about other people's eyes, no matter how harsh his father would be in the future, he dared not leave Zhou Qingyan's side for a single step.

At that time, the parents were unable to bow to thank the guests for their condolences, so Zhou Qingyan had no choice but to leave for a while, standing at the door to greet the people who came to offer incense for the people inside.Then he saw Song Lingyi, dressed in a black business suit, with her hair pulled up high, as she hadn't changed a bit when they met a few months ago, still calm and indifferent.

She nodded to Zhou Qingyan, raised her hand, took out the silk gold from her handbag, and handed it to Zhou Qingyan.

"Miss Song, thank you for coming." Zhou Qingyan forced a smile.

Song Lingyi sighed, looked around Zhou Qingyan from top to bottom, and looked inside curiously, "Where's Zhou Weiyue? Didn't he accompany you?"

"He's inside." Zhou Qingyan also followed her gaze without a trace, "Why does Miss Song ask such a question?"

Song Lingyi stared slightly in surprise: "You still don't know?"

"what?"

"The story of you and Zhou Weiyue being together has been spread throughout Yuan Island by the nurses in the hospital. She said that she saw you two hugging each other in the hospital without shame."

Only then did Zhou Qingyan belatedly realize that the neighbors who did come to express their condolences looked at them with strange eyes, and whispered something to each other from time to time.But these days, because grandma's death has hit him too hard, he has no time to worry about these things. It was only when Song Lingyi mentioned it so intentionally that he realized it.

The neighbors in the neighborhood know it, so it seems that the gossip has already reached grandma's ears.

That's why she asked herself this question that day that seemed inexplicable, but actually had a traceable meaning.

"You don't seem surprised?" Song Lingyi asked again.

"When we are together, we neither kill nor set fire, nor kneel in front of the door to beg for gift money. We have no intention of showing off, but we also have no intention of hiding it." Zhou Qingyan smiled slightly, and he seemed to have lost weight due to day and night exhaustion. , the mandible bone became clearer, and his whole body became a little weaker, and his speech became a little lazier.

Song Lingyi understood the meaning of his words, so she shrugged her shoulders in relief, "That's fine, so Zhou Weiyue can get her wish."

"What do you mean?"

"He didn't tell you?" Song Lingyi raised his eyebrows amusedly, "When we were on a blind date, he told me directly that he had a crush on you. Although he didn't say it explicitly, his tone seemed to be warning me to leave you. It's like farther away."

Cremation has not been popularized in the quaint place, so when the funeral home greeted the last side before closing the coffin, Zhou Qingyan didn't dare to look at it at first, Zhou Weiyue knew what he was avoiding, as if he had been numb from the sadness these days From now on, if you don't see or listen, you can pretend that you don't know anything, as if nothing happened.So he stepped forward, grabbed Zhou Qingyan's wrist, and wiped away the dry tears on his cheeks, "Go and see grandma, she definitely wants you to see how beautiful she is."

Grandma Zhou was lying in the coffin with her bones intact, lying in clusters of bright yellow chrysanthemums, wearing elegant and clean makeup, as if she was just asleep.

"Grandma." Zhou Qingyan murmured hoarsely, "Good night."

During the funeral, Zhou Jinrong and Liang Jinyi walked in the front with tired faces, holding a group photo that recorded the brightest smile of grandma during her lifetime—it seemed to be frozen in that moment forever.

Sorrows and music rang out, accompanied by the wails of the neighbors, the coffin was lifted and walked forward, and walked into the iron gate of the cemetery, watching the wooden coffin being carried into the neatly dug rectangular earth pit.After the soil was filled, some gold and silver paper was sprinkled on it, and after kneeling in front of the grave, kowtowing, and inserting three sticks of incense into the incense burner, Zhou Qingyan finally had a real feeling—grandma left, Didn't come back either.

He stretched out his hand and caressed the photo, and he knew that his grandma was still smiling a few days ago, asking him to eat more, and asking himself if he was happy, fortunately, or not.But that is all in the past.

People can't cry after being overly sad. At that time, his parents went to deal with the follow-up matters with the funeral home. He squatted in front of the grave for a while before he realized that his legs were numb. When he was about to stand up, he stumbled. Headed towards the muddy ground.The imaginable pain did not come, and he fell into a warm embrace that smelled like incense.Zhou Qingyan didn't get up, but closed her eyes while maintaining this movement, and her flustered heartbeat calmed down as if she had found a place to belong.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Zhou Qingyan shook her head in his arms, "It's just a little dazed."

"It will be fine." Zhou Weiyue said, wanting to let go of her arms, but was stopped by Zhou Qingyan.He opened his mouth, wanting to remind Zhou Qingyan that this is in front of his grandma's grave, no matter how unruly it is, it's not good to be so intimate, maybe the old man will lift the coffin and scold people after seeing it.

"On the day grandma passed away, she asked me if I was happy, and I said happy."

Zhou Qingyan spoke in a low voice, as if he was talking to himself, or as if he was talking to Zhou Weiyue on purpose. He raised his hand and stroked the skin behind Zhou Weiyue's ear, which was tattooed with the moon and ridges. He took off the earrings because of his filial piety. Then Zhou Qingyan pinched the red pierced ears again, "Miss Song came here, and she told me that our inhuman relationship is no longer a secret, and grandma knows that, so she asked this question. "

"grandmother……"

"She didn't care about us being together, what she cared about was whether we were happy or not." Zhou Qingyan raised his head, his amorous peach blossom eyes were really like blooming peach blossoms at this moment, She was flushed because of crying, even the tip of her nose was red, as if she had put on rouge in advance, just to please others, "What do you think?"

Zhou Weiyue pursed her lips tightly, turned her head after a moment of silence, and kowtowed heavily to the photo of her grandma, "Yes."

Saying I like you is too shallow, I love you is too ethereal, the promise between them is just that I will always be by your side.

After it got dark, I went back to grandma’s house silently, performed my duties taciturnly, took down the white cloth incense burner, and put grandma’s portrait in a place facing the sun, and put some fruit steamed buns in front, lol It was still a little empty, Zhou Weiyue suddenly thought of something, took out the rice cake that grandma had no time to eat, and never had the chance to eat again, put it on an enamel plate and placed it on it.

"When are you leaving?" Zhou Qingyan didn't mean to pour cold water on her, but her parents had always been busy with work, and they had already taken almost a week off because of the funeral. He didn't ask, but they still wanted to ask.

As expected, Liang Jinyi heard the words, bowed to grandma after serving the incense, and said, "Tonight's plane."

"Weiyue and I will sort out grandma's belongings."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Jinrong, who had been silent all this time, spoke up, "Leave it alone."

Sitting on the sofa, Zhou Qingyan folded the white cloth for a while, and glanced at her eyes, only to realize that her father seemed to be much older, the stubble appeared, and his eyes were black and blue, and the coldness of the past was worn away. At this moment, only the tenacity after the rain is left.No matter how strong a person is, they will be sad because of loss, but as Zhou Weiyue said to herself, all ups and downs will pass, and all sorrows will fade away. No matter what I have experienced today, the sun still rises as usual, and the light is always on schedule. And to.

"Come back when you want to." Zhou Jinrong said coldly.

Zhou Qingyan was taken aback when he heard the words.

you.

Of course it wouldn't mean him and his mother.

So you are talking about yourself and Zhou Weiyue?

Zhou Qingyan was a little stunned. He raised his head to look at Zhou Jinrong in a daze. After the latter received his probing gaze, he stumbled and said, "Whatever you love."

It was only later that Zhou Qingyan learned from Liang Jinyi that it was grandma who left a suicide note for her father, and it was written when she was in good spirits. The trembling handwriting can clearly be seen trembling, and I don't know when the old man wrote it. I wrote it secretly when I was not paying attention.The content in it is nothing more than explaining some behind-the-scenes events, and more to let him be more tolerant to himself and Zhou Weiyue. Anything that loves the same sex is not worthy of being called love.

Perhaps people have to reach the end of life and experience life and death before their mood suddenly becomes clear.

Everything in the world, all reunions after a long absence, acquaintance, acquaintance, companionship and love, are nothing more than to make the time of death more beautiful, so they have extraordinary meaning.Liang Jinyi relayed that grandma said so in the letter.