when she became "he"

Chapter 59

Xia Tian took the package from her daughter and put it in the trunk, and said with a smile to the intimate daughter who was holding her arm: "Your mother made delicious food at home, waiting for you to go back, get in the car!"

Xia Ran sat on the co-pilot, waited for her to fasten her seat belt, and then started the car in Xia Tian. Although it was not a festival, the train station in City H was always crowded with people, so there were still many cars on the road, near the train station This section of the road, the speed of the car is like a snail.

Back home, summer went to the garage to park. Xia Ran went upstairs first, opened the door and saw her mother busy in the kitchen, she put down her backpack, opened her arms and hugged her mother who was cooking, and said with a sweet smile: "Mom ,I'm back!"

Sun Qian is 46 years old this year. She is a little fat in middle age, but she looks kind. She was hugged by her daughter. She turned her head and smiled and said, "I'm back, go wash your hands, and you can eat right away."

Seeing that Sun Qian still had two uncooked dishes, Xia Ran raised her sleeves, washed her hands, and said to her with a smile, "Mom, I'll help you."

"Go, go, don't make trouble, just sit outside." Sun Qian pushed her with a smile, and said to drive her out, but her face was full of smiles, obviously she was grateful for her daughter's thoughtfulness. happy.

There was a sound of opening the door, the mother and daughter turned their heads twice, but it was Xia Tian who parked the car and came up, "Dad, you're back."

Xia Ran quickly ran up to take a package in his hand, when she came up just now, she only took one, the remaining two were brought up by Xia Tian.

After a warm and pleasant meal, Xia Ran took the initiative to do the washing up, saw watermelon in the refrigerator, took it out, cut it into small pieces, put it on a plate and brought it to the living room.

"Dad, Mom, eat watermelon."

"Ran Ran, is your friend's death day tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?" Sun Qian also knew why her daughter came back, so she asked.

Speaking of which, Sun Qian has never met this friend of her daughter's, but she often heard Xia Ran talking about her in the past, so she also got to know her a little bit. Later, when her daughter passed away in the year of her college entrance examination, her daughter's heart As old as that girl, if something happened to Xia Ran, he probably wouldn't be able to survive.

But that's it. After all, it has nothing to do with my family. It's just a pity. How could I have thought that the child left so much property for Xia Ran, so Sun Qian also agreed with her daughter's return to worship and promise. , even if you don't covet that property, but this kind of heart actually accepts it.

"Tomorrow." Xia Ran said.

"Should I drive you there?" Xia Tian also asked, because Xia Ran also came back last year, and he drove her that time. The little girl's cemetery is quite far from their home.

"No need, the college entrance examination is due in two days, you two must be very busy, I can go by myself." Xia Ran rejected her parents' intention.

Although the next day is Sunday, because the national college entrance examination is the next day, Sun Qian, as the dean of teaching affairs, has a lot of things to do in the school. When Xia Tian took the sophomore students last year, he was also promoted. , so as a teacher of senior three students, he also has things to be busy.

When Xia Ran woke up, she was the only one in the house, and there was breakfast left in the kitchen. After eating breakfast, she changed her clothes before going out.

Xu Nuo's tomb is in Xishan Cemetery in City H. Xia Ran came here twice last year on the Qingming Festival and the anniversary of his death. He started from home, took a few buses, and took a taxi. It took nearly an hour and a half. Come to Xishan Cemetery.

Surrounded by mountains on three sides, facing the vast sea, Xishan Mausoleum looks like a "golden chair", "a green dragon on the left, and a white tiger on the right". place.In accordance with the formal principles of Feng Shui theory, the layout of architectural groups and landscape spaces is handled with a pleasant scale and perfect visual effects, giving people a solemn, solemn, eternal and great appeal.

After getting out of the car, Xia Ran took the prepared fruit basket and bouquet and went to the cemetery administrator to register.

After signing the name, before she put down the pen, her gaze inadvertently scanned the registration book, and Xia Ran froze there immediately.

Same name and last name?

"Little girl, are you alright?" the administrator urged.

Xia Ran came back to her senses, her eyes lingered on the word "Zhao Wenwen" for several times, and finally she couldn't help asking the administrator, "Uncle, is the Zhao Wenwen who just registered here a man of about 20 years old?" ?”

"Zhao Wenwen? Who is it? I don't know, there are so many people coming in and out, how can I remember them all." The administrator said impatiently, besides, he was busy fighting the landlord just now, who knows how to get in The person is male or female, 20 or 40 years old.

Xia Ran was a little depressed when she couldn't get an answer from the administrator.

There are so many people with the same name and surname in the world, it is not surprising to meet one here, it should be just a coincidence, right?Xia Ran thought so.

But, for some reason, when I was thinking about it, the figure I saw at the train station yesterday would pop out from time to time.

Xishan Mausoleum is divided into several districts, but in the eyes of the people in City H, there are actually two districts, the so-called "poor district" and "rich district". This "poor district" is not really poor, but just Ordinary families, and the "rich area" is the real rich. Each tomb in the rich area is basically more than tens of square meters. The cemetery fee is basically more than one million yuan, and some extravagant ones even reach tens of millions of yuan.

The Xishan Mausoleum is very large. The west side of the mountain is full of dense rows of tombstones. The east side looks like a luxurious garden. Not only is it surrounded by mountains and water, but even a swimming pool and an arch bridge with dragon and phoenix reliefs were built. The whole place is more beautiful than living people live.

Xia Ran walked past the embossed bridge and the Diaoyutai, saw the beautiful plants and natural fairy caves, and felt that she could not understand the psychology of these rich people anyway. Is it necessary to build the cemetery like a paradise on earth?

Just like the promised parents, they didn't care much about their daughter during their lifetime, but built a large tomb for her after death. I don't know, but I probably thought they were very kind to this daughter.

The promise's tomb is beside the pool. It is carved out of natural terrain and stones. It blends with nature and is very beautiful.

After turning two corners, Xia Ran stopped suddenly. From a distance, she saw a figure standing in front of Xu Nuo's tomb, her eyes suddenly widened...

Xu Nuo stood quietly in front of his tomb. At this moment, he couldn't tell what it was like. The person lying inside was him and not him. This was an unsolvable secret.

Perhaps, as the Hindus believe, the human soul is immortal, *after death, the soul can be transferred to another body to continue living?

In this way, his soul entered Zhao Wenwen's body, where did Zhao Wenwen's soul go?

That day, after looking at the date on his phone, he bought a train ticket from city h to city s by accident. Just yesterday afternoon, he finally returned to city s after two years of absence.

I never thought that there would be such a day, on the anniversary of my death, I would stand in front of my own grave and worship myself.

Xu Nuo took two steps forward hesitantly, squatted down stiffly, looked at the small photo on the tombstone, with a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth, it was a photo of her when she was 14 years old, and his two wonderful parents probably also No other available photos were found.

Xia Ran watched from a distance, and now, she was extremely sure that the person standing in front of Xu Nuo's tomb was Zhao Wenwen, the Zhao Wenwen she knew!

That is to say, the figure she saw yesterday at the train station was really him, and she felt her mind was in a mess. What's going on now?

Does Zhao Wenwen know Xu Nuo?What is his relationship with promise?How do you know the promised death date? City r and city S are thousands of miles apart, how did they know each other?

There are too many questions in my mind, like a mess, I can't figure it out, Xia Ran really wants to go to Zhao Wenwen to ask for an answer, but her feet seem to be filled with lead. They cannot be removed.

About ten minutes later, she saw Zhao Wenwen standing up from Xu Nuo's tomb, took a deep look at the tombstone, and then left. Strangely, the bouquet in his hand did not put down. It seemed that he did not put down the bouquet. Not to worship the promise.

Xia Ran walked to Xu Nuo's tomb after he left. There was nothing on it, neither incense nor flowers. It seemed that he just came to see it. This really made people more and more curious.

His body seemed out of his control, Xia Ran didn't stay long in front of Xu Nuo's tomb, and quietly followed Zhao Wenwen from a distance.

It was also in front of a luxurious cemetery, Zhao Wenwen stopped there, and suddenly, as if he had exhausted all his strength, he knelt down on his knees, and Xia Ran opened his mouth unexpectedly.

Zhao Wenwen lowered his head, put his forehead on the tombstone, and called out loudly.

"grandfather……"

Thick and hoarse voice, with unspeakable longing and sadness.

"Grandpa...I miss you so much...Grandpa..."

Silent choking, messy and broken murmurs, revealing incomparably sad.

The doubts in my heart were getting bigger and bigger, Xia Ran walked step by step towards the tombstone that made Zhao Wenwen cry, stood a few steps away from the tombstone, listened to Zhao Wenwen's choked and broken voice, and looked at the ground under the boy Drenched with tears.

"Zhao Wenwen!" she said.

Xia Ran noticed that the body that was in pain suddenly froze. When she raised her head, her tear-filled eyes looked like rabbits, red and red. At this moment, those dark eyes were full of surprises. About seeing here Her surprise!

"Sister Ran Ran?"

She heard this address, this time, she did not ignore it, and turned her head to look at the tombstone.

Without the cover of the boy's body, what he saw was a photo of an old man with a dignified face inlaid on the cold stone tablet. Below the photo was the name and the year of birth and death of the owner of the cemetery.

Suddenly, her pupils constricted!

In the lower left corner of the tombstone, the words "Zi--Xu Jiu, Sun--Xu Nuo, Li" are clearly engraved.