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Zhao Fengqiu finally brought Shao Zhenzhen back to her side.That was only two days later.But she felt that she had wasted all her life's efforts.

Blood relationship is really a strange thing. Zhao Fengqiu once thought that she had lived her whole life unfettered and unfettered, and she could let her children go far away without missing them.But she found that she was wrong.

She found an open letter in Shao Zhenzhen's left pocket. The letter paper was soaked in water, and the handwriting was blurred, and nothing could be read clearly.

The textile mill had been shut down long ago, so she had nothing to do every day, so she had to dry the letter and read it over and over again.Now she is doing the same work as some experts who study ancient languages, dissecting text like analyzing codes, and she treats it as precious as those precious letters.

Zhao Fengqiu finally read a few words from it.Shao Youguang's name was mentioned in it, and there was a passage that she barely recognized. The person who wrote the letter said, "Really, you should come to Beijing in the future. Although your brother..., but... tell me, Zhenzhen must go out." .

So Zhao Fengqiu knew that the girl who wrote this letter should be the girl who used to like to run to their house. She went to Beijing with Shao Youguang, and she seemed to be called Zhu Xiaohong.

Zhu Xiaohong is a very good girl, but his son can't like it.Zhao Fengqiu thought about it, and it was the first time that he felt really sad because of Shao Youguang's confession to him.

And, Shao Zhenzhen must go out, where did Shao Zhenzhen go?

Zhao Fengqiu looked at her 16-year-old daughter who closed her eyes tightly, and she still couldn't figure it out.

It is impossible to trace Shao Youguang's mood during the journey home.

He didn't have time to take into account the joy of hearing Ji Jian's voice, and the blood in his body was completely cold.He is drawn from Hamlet suddenly to those lives that seem to have left him.

The Huaihe River flows past their eyes every day. It used to be their happiest place and their homeland.They secretly brewed in such a river to develop liking or other emotions.If he were asked to introduce his hometown, he would definitely start his speech like this. My hometown is a small town by the Huaihe River, a place neither south nor north.

But go to the fucking homeland, one day the homeland devours the homeland, who will he complain about?He pins his spirit on his homeland, and he can only hate his own homeland.He even hated Ji Jian who called him, why did you have to call me?Why do you tell me the worst nonsense.

What do you mean if you really didn't rescue him?

Shao Zhenzhen is really nice and sent him a letter last month.In the letter, she uttered nonsense, saying that she is getting more and more beautiful, and now she is a class flower.Shao Youguang didn't bother to talk to her, and he was very busy filming the final drama, so he still put this letter on hold and didn't reply.

He happened to be studying the course of interpretation and reading of texts, but he still reacted for several seconds. What does it mean that he was not rescued?

Human language is indeed broad and profound, but how can a few words express life and death?

Shao Youguang's journey back home was not easy. The train stopped many times because the tracks ahead were destroyed.When he finally returned, the flood was well under control.The whole city is like a fluttering white page, caught on the clothes rail on the top floor, barely dry, crumpled into a mess of filth.This is the first time he has faced death so straightforwardly, and no drama can explain this reality clearly.

In summer, there are many flies and mosquitoes, high temperature, perishable and smelly.So winter is the most respectable season for death.

The appearance of Shao Zhenzhen leaving is also very decent, still the appearance of a young girl.Zhao Fengqiu knew that her 16-year-old daughter had begun to love beauty, so she put her only necklace on Shao Zhenzhen's neck. She used to have two necklaces, but now she only has this one.It was made of silver, and it was beaten by her mother when she got married.

Zhao Fengqiu has nothing now, not even tears.

It's just that Shao Youguang was wronged by such decency. He never saw Shao Zhenzhen again. When he got home, he could only see a patch of wet land.

He suddenly remembered the morning when he left his hometown, he hurriedly dragged his suitcase to the train station to find Ji Jian. At that time, Shao Zhenzhen was still lying in bed under the quilt, and they didn't even say goodbye.Shao Youguang looked back, only to see his sister's white arm exposed outside.

So in his impression, Shao Zhenzhen is still that follower and clingy.

But the smiling, beautiful girl in the black and white photo seemed strange to him.Shao Youguang was too embarrassed to even reach out to touch Shao Zhenzhen's face in the photo.

His eyes were all red, and he thought to himself, he really is a class flower.

Shao Youguang didn't find time to look for Ji Jian, he knew Ji Jian was there.The two of them were clearly separated by a wall, but Ji Jian seemed to disappear after calling him.He announced his death coldly on the phone, but now he disappeared completely when Shao Youguang didn't know what to do.

Ji Jian heard Shao Youguang's voice coming home clearly.The man dragged his feet, opened the door, seemed to hesitate for a while, and then closed the door heavily.

With a bang, Ji Jian couldn't hear it anymore.

At that time, he was helping Song Manzhi pack his things at home, and a flood had brought countless stains, and Song Manzhi was dragging his waist and mopping the floor with great effort.

Both mother and son attended Shao Zhenzhen's funeral.Although Song Manzhi helped with cooking a lot back and forth, he didn't shed tears.She was indeed not the kind of woman who would be sentimental, but she became more and more silent after that, or she was always absent-minded, and sometimes she was startled by the sound of something falling on the ground.Ji Jian also doesn't talk to her very often, the relationship between their mother and son seems to have become more strange because of Ji Jian's long time away from home, and they haven't adjusted the appropriate way of communication.As a result, there was an unspeakable silence in the whole house.

Ji Jian was cleaning a side of the glass. He wiped it back and forth several times, and finally jumped off the stool. He said to Song Manzhi, "Mom, I'll go out for a while."

Song Manzhi's hunched figure paused for a moment, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Don't do anything, go for a walk."

"Where are you going?"

Before Ji Jianlin went out, Song Manzhi asked casually again, and she gently tucked a lock of hair behind her ears.

"Shao Youguang seems to be back, I'll go and have a look." Perhaps because of guilt, Ji Jian rarely mentioned Shao Youguang to Song Manzhi.

"Don't go."

Ji Jian didn't hear clearly, he opened the door and asked, "What?"

He didn't expect that such an action would inadvertently irritate Song Manzhi's fragile nerves and drive her crazy.The mop in her hand fell to the ground with a loud noise, and the whole person rushed in front of Ji Jian as if in a daze, and blocked the door with her thin body.She almost roared out in a sharp voice: "Did you hear that, I told you not to go to him, why did you insist on going to him, why?"

"Why? Ji Jian, tell me why?"

Song Manzhi had never looked like such a rascal, Ji Jian was startled, and the blood in his whole body was cold when Song Manzhi asked angry "why" with red eyes.

He tried to explain that the only thing life in college taught him was oral expression.

"Mom, I just went to take a look. It's not like I won't be back. Really, really...Death hit him too hard, I think..."

"I don't allow you to go." Song Manzhi clasped Ji Jian's wrist firmly, her fingernails were embedded in Ji Jian's flesh, she didn't notice.

Ji Jian didn't know what happened, so he had to comfort her first: "Okay, okay, I won't go."

"Then you promise me." Song Manzhi's eyes were wide open, and she was looking at Ji Jian bitterly.

"Okay." Ji Jian finally let go of the doorknob.Song Manzhi felt relieved when he saw it, his shoulders slumped and his hands loosened.

Probably at this time, she was suddenly embarrassed by the madness she just had, she lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking. She didn't understand why the more people want to maintain a decent life, the more they can't live decently .

She breathed a sigh of relief slowly, wiping away the tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes.As if he had made a big decision, he waved to his son and said, "Come here."

She said as she walked, "You tidy up your things before you leave, and pile up many of those books on the floor."

"When the flood comes, I know that you cherish books and save books first. Those paper and books can't stand the water the most."

Ji Jian was stunned for a moment, and asked, "And then."

Song Manzhi smiled strangely: "I didn't want to open your diary at first, but it was pressed at the bottom, so I opened it without holding back."

She poked the air in front of her, but it seemed to be on Ji Jian's spine: "Tell me, what do you mean that the person you like is Shao Youguang?"

"What does that mean?"

She went into the house and took out the diary, which had a green cover and looked a little old.Ji Jian was dizzy, and the bad feeling finally came true. His limbs were cold and unable to move, so he could only let Song Manzhi open it, pointing to the words written on it, and asked Ji Jian: "What is it written on?" mean?"

Ji Jian still remembers his sour mood when he wrote those contents, those crabapple flowers blooming in spring, and his secret liking.At that time, what he thought was a matter of deep hatred and bitterness turned out to be nothing but a big deal now.But how to bring these emotions to the table, what does it mean, literally.

"It's literally." Ji Jian told her slowly.

"Then...then, what about now." Song Manzhi stared at him and asked.

Ji Jian looked down and saw Song Manzhi's trembling hands.He also saw that Song Manzhi's nails had slipped a hole on his wrist, and blood was oozing out.

It never does any good to cheat, he said: "I love him."

The author says:

In the middle of the night, if there are typos and wrong sentences that have not been detected, please pack (catch) culvert (worm) and bow!