dedicated to memorial day

"Where is this place?"

The car stopped at the intersection of the busy street, Cheng Jingshen had already unbuckled his seat belt, but Zhou Yu was still sitting there staring blankly at the front window.

"School." Cheng Jingshen said.

To be precise, it is the intersection closest to the school. From the front window, you can see the yellow colored lights outside High A, which surrounds the building. Even in the deserted summer vacation, the style of High A is still undiminished .

"Aren't you going to get out of the car?" Cheng Jingshen grabbed the car door and bent down to look into the car.

Only then did Zhou Yu hastily unbuckle his seat belt, push the door and get out of the car.

The south wind is warm and humid, because the park opposite the school is close to the river. The moisture of the river is mixed with the moisture of the grass. There are three or two pedestrians on the lawn, walking their dogs slowly.The dross of the past emerges, and some fragments form strange pictures, recurring in the mind, the old place should be revisited in summer, and the old people should also meet in summer.

"How did you get here?" Zhou Yu asked.

"Let's go?" Cheng Jingshen turned his head towards the road ahead.

Zhou Yu likes this road.There is a newsstand after the intersection. When I was studying, I always took a few magazines such as Zhiyin Manke, Reader, and Yilin here every week.It's just that the paper media industry is not as good as it used to be, and the newsstands have long been closed due to urban reconstruction.

After the newsstand is a snack street, the newsstand seems to have played the role of some kind of gatekeeper, separating the school from other parts.It's time for the night market to set up stalls, but due to school holidays, the flow of people is definitely not comparable to usual. The shopkeeper sat on a sticky round stool with his feet up and swiped his phone, and the explosive music in the short video could be heard everywhere.

This snack street is the only way for Zhou Yu to go to school. In the past, when he walked through this street, he always had to endure great temptation. Watching his classmates take out their pocket money to buy an ice cream or a skewer, they had to swallow hard. , walked quickly.

Zhou Yu stared straight at the taiyaki stall, but he searched all over his pockets but found no mobile phone and wallet. He turned his head and gave Cheng Jingshen a pitiful look: "Can you go back? The mobile phone was left in the car."

Cheng Jingshen stood still, smiled and asked, "Does the tooth hurt anymore?"

Zhou Yu felt guilty: "I took anti-inflammatory drugs."

Cheng Jingshen raised his eyebrows lightly, then took out his mobile phone: "Today I am treating guests."

At the end of the story, Zhou Yu walks in front and stops when he sees something he wants to eat, while Cheng Jingshen behind pays the bill without saying a word.The two of them stopped and walked, and didn't talk too much. They ate what they could eat while walking, and took away what they couldn't eat.Dental health and politeness are put aside at the moment, happiness is the most important thing.

As he was walking, Zhou Yu suddenly seemed to have seen something extraordinary, swallowed the taiyaki in his hand, ran to the door of a shop with bright eyes, squatted down, and said to himself: " It's still there."

Cheng Jingshen walked up to him, and squatted down like a model.

Inside the glass window was a cage of pets stacked on top of each other, and what Zhou Yu was staring at was the cage of alive and kicking rabbits.

He hugged his knees, his eyes full of longing: "When I was in high school, I would definitely pass by here after school. I like squatting here to watch them play."

"I know."

"what?"

"I said, since you like it so much, why didn't you buy one back?"

"Because there is already a dog at home."

"Dogs and rabbits don't seem to be natural enemies."

"I mean, I already had a pet by then."

At first, it was because of the idea of ​​not being able to add a burden to the mother, so I suffocated my liking to death, and dared not reveal a single bit.Fortunately, if a person is depressed for a long time, the body will naturally adjust, and then get used to such depression, so as to reduce the level of pain.

In those long years, the rabbit has become Zhou Yu's unreasonable idea, which always exists through the glass window, and is something that he can't have in his subconscious.So, even after he got a job and he could afford a whole litter of rabbits, he never thought about owning a rabbit again.

The owner of the pet shop came out with a bucket of water. He was startled when he saw the two huge animals squatting at the door, and almost knocked over the bucket.

"Are you two going to... buy a pet?"

Cheng Jingshen and Zhou Yu turned their heads to look at him anxiously, and shook their heads in unison.

"..." The owner of the pet shop was speechless. He didn't say anything, but he was already scolding the two of them for being crazy.

"Rabbits are very cute, but it's hard to buy them and take them on the plane." Cheng Jingshen stood up with a look of regret, finding a reasonable explanation for their "childish" behavior.

Seeing the big and small bags in their hands, the boss asked suddenly, "Are you two here for a trip?"

"Yes." Cheng Jingshen said.

"First time?"

Zhou Yu stood up, and gently patted the non-existent dust on his back: "Second time."

Cheng Jingshen wanted to say something, but Zhou Yu grabbed him and ran along the shoulder of the road to the breakwater.He ran until he was out of breath and his legs were weak before he stopped.The two of them stretched their legs and panted, grinning and grinning. After looking at each other, they couldn't help laughing.

It looks more like a patient who escaped from a mental hospital.

The two simply walked along the breakwater, the trees planted along the river exuded the fragrance of young leaves, and the weeds that had not been trimmed under their feet also seemed to grow wildly all the way, exuding lush vitality in this intense summer night.In such an air, it seems that you can feel the breath of the city.

Cheng Jingshen and Zhou Yu each held a bottle of Coke in their hands, and the south wind made the cans rattle in their hands, and Zhou Yu suddenly asked, "Speaking of which, do I know the person you like?"

"Yes."

Zhou Yu turned to look at him. The night wind had blown Cheng Jingshen's hair into a mess, but he didn't have any spare hands to tidy it up.

"That's why you didn't tell me that you and I are from the same school?" Zhou Yu asked.

"No." Cheng Jingshen shook his head and smiled, "I know you will find out sooner or later."

Zhou Yu pondered what Cheng Jingshen meant, and asked cautiously, "I must find out?"

"I also have occasional moments of high self-esteem."

It's half self-deprecating and half joking, and it's a self-mockery that is very suitable for adjusting the atmosphere.

Cheng Jingshen drank the Coke in the can, crushed the can and threw it into the trash can, making the sound of metal colliding.

"Why is someone setting off river lanterns?"

Cheng Jingshen pushed his glasses and followed Zhou Yu's finger to see the dots of light by the lake: "It will be July and a half soon."

"July and a half?"

"Hungry Ghost Festival on July [-]th, save lonely souls." Cheng Jingshen explained.

The lamp is made of paper, shaped like ingots, with a template underneath and red candles inserted above.Zhou Yu looked at the slowly flowing river lanterns, the breeze blew and the candlelight flickered, and his heart seemed to be moved slightly by the wind.

Zhou Yu smiled, but his tone was ironic: "If you can't reconcile in life, how can you change after death?"

"It's all the living who are looking for relief for themselves." The eyes of Cheng Jingshen and Zhou Yu met, and he smiled lightly, "The dead are gone, but the living still have to move on. Reconciliation or not is also up to you." It's just a thought."

"I would like to believe that everything can really leave by the river lantern, and I would like to believe that they have forgiven, in order to make my life easier." Cheng Jingshen said.

Each of those river lanterns is attached to a person's guilt or nostalgia. These emotions melt into the candlelight and go away with the flowing water, so the whole lake is full of devout prayers.Zhou Yu looked at the expressions on the faces of those who put the river lanterns into the water from a distance. It was a combination of pain and piety. He sorted out the memory fragments one by one and started the search engine to retrieve similar ones. look.

The mother's funeral was extremely simple, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as bleak.The mourning hall was set up in the living room of the house, and the long lights were burned for three days and three nights. Few people came to express their condolences.Obviously all the people who came here were people they didn't know well, but they all had to put on such sad expressions that were hard to distinguish between real and fake, and then worriedly said to him the words "sorry and resignation".What can be confirmed is that these people don't understand what mourning and obedience mean. It's just a polite expression when attending a funeral, just like the politeness of someone standing at the door of a tavern and shouting "Welcome".So sometimes it is polite to be sad.

In this way, Zhou Yu is probably classified as the type who is not polite.He knelt on the cushion with a blank expression, bowed to those who entered the door, and said "thank you" to those who made him mourn.The funeral was extremely silent, almost eeriely silent, the reason for the lack of crying.But crying is necessary, even essential, at funerals, and high-pitched wailing can be used to cover up whispers and gossip that shouldn't be heard.

"What's the matter with that child, he looks like he can't cry."

"Tsk, the son is promising, and he is not his own. My mother is also at this age. Maybe she is looking forward to her death. Let me tell you, blood relationship sometimes has a lot to say."

"I think the relationship between mother and son is usually pretty good."

"That's right, don't talk nonsense, the kid is pretty good."

"I heard that Mr. Zhou had this kind of thing when he was young."

"What is it?"

"What else can I do, that's all?"

"Suicide?"

"Ah, that's right. But I was rescued that time."

"Oh, as I said earlier, there must be problems with Mr. Zhou's behavior. There is no man in the family who is responsible, and I don't like to talk to people, and I haven't seen any relatives. It seems that there is only one in the world. Oh, a son. People, it’s not easy to put all your mind on one thing.”

"Look at the son who has been raised with all his heart. He is well now. He has no blessing at all. I really don't understand."

The erorr dialog box popped up with a "thud" in my mind.

Search failed.He hadn't shown that expression before, not even at his mother's funeral.

Zhou Yu suddenly felt a burst of sadness, which was for his mother.He thought of his mother's face, that face frozen in time, the corners of her mouth drooped slightly, her eyes were sunken, and there was always a light of rebellion in it. You don't even know what she is rebelling against, or you can say that she seems to be rebelling against everything. The world, everywhere you look, needs resistance.But such a mother inevitably became the topic of the world she rebelled against after her death.She has not been sincerely mourned by anyone, and has only become the center of everyone's speculation. Such bright speculation is like the light reflected on the leaves in summer, dazzling and cruel.

Funerals shouldn't be like this, mother must not want to die like that.

"Doctor Cheng, are you free tomorrow? I want to hold a funeral for my mother again." Zhou Yu asked suddenly.