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Qi Mu pointed at the glass tabletop above the bar with his fingertips, the sound was too loud, he rubbed his ears and felt a headache, he scanned the entrance and saw no one, his brows furrowed even more when he thought of the umbrella.After drinking the liquid in the wine glass in one gulp, he got up and walked outside.Na Le was busy inside and saw him going out from the corner of the eye.Afraid that he would drive, he left the group of people and trotted after him.

The cold air outside blew away some of the smell of alcohol, and even my head didn't hurt so much.He looked at the unmelted snow in the flower bed by the roadside, and the figure in the heavy snow last night flashed in his mind.

"Qi Mu." The voice from behind pulled him back from his thoughts.

Na Le, who was catching up, looked at him and said, "Don't drive when you go back."

Qi Mu turned around and looked at him and said, "I'm not a kid anymore, why would I drink and drive, don't worry. I'll take a taxi back later, so go back and get busy, I probably won't be able to come tomorrow."

"When will you go back?" Na Le knew that he would go back to the place where he lived for a few days after every birthday, so it was not surprising to hear him say that.

Qi Mu shook his head and said, "I don't know, it depends on your mood."

"Have you asked for leave from the school?"

"Not yet, just run away." He said without any disturbance.He didn't want to go to university in the first place. He worked hard at the beginning to fulfill his grandma's wish, and he didn't care about the rest.

Na Le sighed and said: "If you go on like this, you may not be able to graduate. Listen to my brother, go to school tomorrow and ask for a leave before going back." After speaking, he patted him on the shoulder.

Qi Mu looked at the hand on his shoulder and said nothing, then nodded slightly after a moment of silence and said: "I see, Sister Fan, please tell her for me, and I won't be alone with her anymore." said."

"Okay, go back early."

Seeing his pretentious expression of parting from life and death, Qi Mu said speechlessly: "Go back and get busy, I'm leaving." After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked forward without waiting for him to speak again.

He didn't take a taxi back. After his grandmother passed away, he often walked alone on the street. Sometimes he would go downstairs and walk on the street when he couldn't sleep late at night. The quiet street was empty, and occasionally two cars drove by. The wind blown by the car passing by quickly swept his face, causing him to close his eyes briefly. In just a few seconds, he felt that he was not alone at this time. When he was on the street, he would feel more Be safe in the house by yourself.

Someone has evaluated the degree of loneliness alone, eating hot pot alone, shopping in the supermarket alone, watching movies alone, going to the hospital alone... In Qi Mu's world, loneliness is the normal state of his life, Qu Yanfan Calling him out to play and eating is mostly when they quarrel. Na Le is usually very busy and has almost no time.He has no other friends in his life, and he is almost always in a state of "struggling alone".

He is used to all these, and the loneliness that can break him is the suffocating feeling of being alone in the house, which often makes him breathless.So he would go to Chengxi No. [-] almost every night. When he was not busy, he would sit there quietly listening to Nale and chatting with others. He would sit there until early in the morning before going back, and forced himself to fall asleep after washing.Sometimes when Na Le saw him sitting there without saying a word, he would deliberately approach him to tease him. He smiled perfunctorily, with hopelessness in his eyes.

When I first met Qi Mu, Nale thought that he was the kind of person who would gather friends around him and mess around with each other every day. After a while, Nale found that he was a person with a story, no friends, and he surrounded himself in a circle. In the protective cover, others cannot easily walk in.He didn't come out either.

After several years of getting in touch, Na Le finally understood his character and learned some things from Qu Yanfan. He really treats Qi Mu like a younger brother.

Qi Mu was walking on the street, it was very cold, there was still snow on some ground, there were not many people on the street, it can be described as very few.Some stores also closed early.Everyone walked quickly with a purpose, three or two together, and when they passed by him, they could hear their voices complaining about the cold weather to each other's friends.

Yes, it's so cold!

He didn't know how long he had been walking on the street. When he returned to the place where he lived, his hands were stiff, and it took him a while to turn on the air conditioner before he felt it.After washing, he lay on the bed and looked at the lamp above in a daze. In a daze, he saw the kindly smiling face of his grandma. He wanted to step forward a little bit, and he could touch it as long as he got closer. Suddenly, the smile on grandma's face is gone, and she is getting farther and farther away from him...

Qi Mu was startled awake. He sat on the bed and looked down at his hands, rubbing them vigorously. He hated why he didn't hurry up, and he just needed to hurry up.He took the photo frame on the bedside table and wiped it lightly with his fingers. On the photo was a full body profile of an old man, wearing a sewing hat and leaning on a cane, bent slightly and unable to see his face, but this blurry photo His only sustenance.

When grandma was still there, he couldn't express his love because of his face, and he didn't take pictures with her. This photo was taken by Qu Yanfan when he came to the house to make trouble with his grandma. He clearly remembered that it was also a very cold and heavy snow day. The air conditioner in the room didn’t heat up very much. Qu Yanfan’s mother asked her to come home to deliver sweet potatoes. She just got a new phone and wanted to take pictures of herself and grandma. Download this photo.

After her grandma left, she saw that he was holding the bracelet that grandma had brought and was unwilling to let go, so she washed out the photo on her phone, put it in a frame, and put it in front of him, saying, "Qi Mu, you see, grandma has been with you all this time. And you."

Qi Mu took the photo frame and looked at it for a long time, while Qu Yanfan stood beside him, watching the tears falling on the glass of the photo frame, her eyes were also red, she turned her face away and sniffed.

At that time, she was 2 years older than Qi Mu and accompanied him through the most difficult time, and later Qi Mu accompanied her through the time without Shen Shiju.

The next day, Qi Mu went to school early to ask for leave from the counselor, and then went directly to the station. After about two hours of driving, the car stopped at a familiar platform. Qi Mu got out of the car and took off the earphones. It was wrapped round and round on his hand. It may be that the blood vessels were not smooth due to the entangled thread. Perhaps because of the cold weather, his hand was blue-purple.

The home was still some distance from the station, and he pulled the hat behind him and put it on his head to try to cover some of the cold wind.

The house that has been unoccupied for a long time is full of dust. When he opened the door, he choked and coughed a few times. He put down his backpack and looked at the time. It was still early. He boiled a pot of hot water and mixed it with cold water and took a towel to clean up the house. After a while, I went to the supermarket to buy some things, and I didn't pack them until the afternoon.

As New Year's Day approached, the town was quite lively. Some old people who knew Qi Mu saw him coming back, and they enthusiastically held his hand and kept asking questions, and he answered them one by one with a smile on his face.

Here he felt the long-lost warmth.

In fact, he lived here not long ago. When he was in junior high school, his grandmother took him to the city to go to school. The memory of this place is limited to the noise when he was a child. The town is a remote town in Dongtang City, and there are not many people. , almost retaining the most pristine living conditions.

In the memory here, the sound of grandma stepping on the sewing machine is the sound that accompanied him the most. Every day, grandma would go to a fabric shop in the town to pick up a lot of trimmed cloth, come back to process it, and send it over at night after processing.Every time he was lying on the table doing his homework, he would hear the sound of the sewing machine outside. Sometimes he would come over and watch his grandma bend down to change the needle and thread on it. Grandma said: "Grandma, let me help you."

Grandma looked up at Qi Mu and praised him for being sensible, then let him hold the thread in her hand and pulled him into her arms, lowered her head beside his face and said, "Ah Mu's eyes are better than grandma's. He can see the eye of a needle. Just put the thread through the eye of the needle."

Qi Mu looked at the eye of the needle at the end of the sharp needle, aimed the thread in his hand at the eye of the needle, and wanted to pass it through, but there were some fine hairs on the thread, which made it impossible for him to pass it through. urgent.Grandma smiled behind him and said, "Amu, don't be irritable when you do things, be patient, and find a way to solve problems when you encounter them. Getting angry can't solve anything, it will only make the situation worse."

After he calmed down, grandma continued: "There is a hair in front of the thread, you can put it in your mouth and moisten it, so that the hair will stick together and form a small pointed point, Amu and try again."

Qi Mu put the front part of the thread in his mouth according to the method grandma said, and then stroked it with his hands. Sure enough, the hairs were all glued together and passed through the eye of the needle easily.

He turned his head to look at grandma in surprise.Grandma stroked his head and said, "Our Amu is really smart."

Now that sewing machine is still in the corner of the house, covered with a large cloth.Things are there, people are not there, and voices are not there.Qi Mu stared at the outline under the piece of cloth for a long time and couldn't regain his senses. He looked at it as if his grandma was still sitting there, and occasionally called himself to help thread the thread.

In the evening, Qi Mu went to the town to buy some things to visit grandma tomorrow. When he walked to the door with the bag, he saw a car parked at the door. It was not clear from a distance. Qing was a black Land Rover, the car was sideways facing him so he couldn't see the license plate, he thought it was Qu Yanfan who had come back, so he approached the car with his things and knocked on the window with his hands, saying, "Why are you back?"

The windows of the car were down, the lights in the car were not turned on, and the street lights in remote towns were not as bright as those in the city. Qi Mu couldn't see the people in the car clearly, he bowed his upper body to look inside.

"It's me." The person in the car spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, and it wasn't difficult to hear that he had a tendency to catch a cold.

Qi Mu asked uncertainly, "Gu Weihe?"

The person in the car unfastened his seat belt, opened the door, got out of the car, stood on the other side of the car with his hands on the body and said to him, "I'm here to get the umbrella."