Elves

Jinyao's grandparents originally had three children, and Jinyao's father, Jin Cheng, could be counted as their old son, but Jin Cheng died young, leaving Jinyao alone.When they brought up Jin Yao again, they also reached their octogenarian age.Because of worrying about the old man's health, He Shu's mother, who is also Jin Yao's sister-in-law, simply worked in her hometown to take care of them conveniently.

Taking advantage of the holiday, Jin Yao, who was already a junior, also found time to go home. When he got home in the evening, before he had packed his luggage, his sister-in-law came to call him, saying that grandparents wanted to talk to him now.

When people reach a certain age, they seem to know that their own death is approaching.They were too old to walk, and they were too old to be confused, and they said those caring words to Jin Yao over and over again.

Their lives are coming to an end, and the only thing they can worry about is their children and grandchildren.Jin Yao was aware of some kind of speculation, and sat in front of the bed with red eyes listening to their chatter. They lost their voice at the end, their breathing was intermittent, and finally passed away in the middle of the night.They have been husband and wife for half their lives, and even when they left, they were one after the other.

Jin Yao's eyes were blurred by tears, and when he blinked, big tears rolled down.In a trance, he saw two clusters of light leaving the bodies of his grandparents, rubbing against him affectionately, and after half a moment, they disintegrated into spots of light and disappeared.

The sister-in-law was crying in front of the bed, when suddenly someone put on Jin Yao's shoulder, Jin Yao turned his head to look, and found that it was Shuo Yue standing behind him.Shuo Yue reached out to wipe away Jin Yao's tears: "Don't cry, see? They have already been reincarnated, but the separation is not a permanent farewell." Jin Yao may be comforted, but the tears still linger.Empathy is not easy, Shuo Yue can only hug Jin Yao gently.

Jin Yao's uncle rushed back the next day, and the relatives of the family were almost all there. Even if he couldn't bear it any more, the bones were taken to the crematorium and burned to ashes.

The grief of the death of a relative made Jin Yao unable to recover for a few days, and Shuo Yue was at a loss for Jin Yao's distraught appearance.At this time, other than mourning, everything else is superfluous, and there is no other way but quiet companionship. Shuoyue changed her habit of going out at night and stayed with Jinyao day and night.

After the funeral, relatives from all walks of life went back to their respective homes, and most of them asked for leave to participate, so it was not easy to stay too long.In a blink of an eye, the two-story old house was empty, and Jin Yao was the only one living here temporarily.Because the lights in the house were aging and sometimes went up and down, Jin Yao simply turned off the lights and went to bed early.Shuo Yue leaned on the bed and hugged Jin Yao sideways, seeing that his mood had gradually improved, she said softly: "They died naturally, without any illness or disaster, and they passed away peacefully." "I know." Jin Yao knew the truth clearly , but knowing the truth does not mean being able to control emotions.Shuo Yue shook his hand on her waist: "I won't disturb you anymore, go to sleep."

After seven or eight days, the sister-in-law saw that Jin Yao was deserted, so she asked Jin Yao to live in her house. It happened that He Shu was at home, so she also asked He Shu to accompany him for the holiday.The sister-in-law was so kind that Jin Yao couldn't refuse, and finally agreed to stay for two days.But if Shuo Yue lives at my sister-in-law's house, it will be inconvenient.

Jin Yao waited for the sister-in-law to leave and began to explain softly to Shuoyue. Shuoyue said empathetically, "You don't need to be so entangled. It's not a big deal. It just happened to help you pack your luggage. You haven't done it these days." A smile dispelled Jin Yao's worries.

"You don't look like an elf in a fairy tale." Jin Yao lifted up a lock of its long hair and said with a smile, "You look like a snail girl."

Shuo Yue leaned on the bookshelf and stared at him, Jin Yao continued with a calm expression: "Full of fireworks, an elf who knows how to do housework, has a sense of confusion like a weaver girl going down to the earth to open a shop, and an angel setting up a stall to perform..." Shuo Yue rubbed it funny He shook Jin Yao's head: "Who is it for? All right, stop playing tricks, and pack your clothes yourself."

Jin Yao was quickly picked up by the sister-in-law, and Shuo Yue also started to tidy up.

Jin Yao's things are not messy, but many of them are temporarily piled up on the table.Shuo Yue was walking around with a stack of books, and accidentally knocked off a box on the back, probably because Jin Yao forgot to lock it up, and the drawings stored in it scattered all over the floor.

Shuo Yue hastily put down the book and turned around to tidy up, but as soon as she turned around, she was startled by herself all over the floor, all the sketches all over the floor were painted with it, in different poses and lifelike.Gathering her senses, Shuo Yue noticed that there was still a surviving card in the box, so she bent down to pick it up.It is delicately depicted on the paper sitting on the big tree outside the old house, looking at people outside the painting with a smile.In the blank space on the side, a poem was neatly written with a pen:

I extinguished and ignited my soul before you came,

Just to adjust the warmth and coldness of the eyes.

I was tired of the sun rising and setting before you came,

But when you come here, you take it for granted.

before you come,

I stole the white from the snow, I stole the red from the snow,

Steal spring from flowers, rainbows from rain,

And pay to heaven,

Because that night, I'm going to steal you from God's eyes.

The language in the poem is straightforward and passionate, making the corners of Shuoyue's mouth rise uncontrollably.It seems to have glimpsed a secret that is not publicized, as if it has pierced a certain layer of covering window paper.But Shuo Yue didn't intend to tell Jin Yao, but swiftly restored the scattered drawings to their original state.

Shuoyue worked tirelessly to paste the paper on the window that was accidentally punctured, quietly waiting for the people in the house to open the window with their own hands one day, or it would be nice to find a suitable time to "accidentally" break it again.

The author has something to say:

The last poem is an excerpt from Xibei's "Affair with You Behind My Back". There will be some twists and turns in the next chapter, which is probably bittersweet^_^