Years are warm

"If he hadn't regretted it...he wouldn't have kept this room as it was." Xie Yuanhong shook his head, he stood up and walked to the desk, his fingertips swept over the bookshelves one by one, and finally took out a framed one Paper, "Look at this."

Xie Zhiyao stretched out her hand to take it, she glanced down her eyes, and couldn't help being stunned.

Admission notice from the Academy of Fine Arts.

"Compared to me, she has always been everyone's pride." He sat down next to his daughter, clasped his hands on his knees, "Perhaps the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment... But at that time, he had that kind of I can understand the idea. Even after that, I thought, if Aning hadn't fallen in love with that person, everything would be different... But the person is gone, and there is no what-if assumption in this world. "

Xie Zhiyao bit his lower lip hard, looked sideways and said, "Even Dad, you thought about it... At that time, Grandpa probably hated that person... even more?"

"Yeah." Xie Yuanhong smiled wryly, "Your aunt's death was said to be an accident, but that place...is not legal in itself, and those people she helped to run out came forward to testify, this matter is no longer a private matter. At that time I called the police, and many people were in the hospital. The old man cursed everything he could in front of everyone, but that person never said a word until... until the old man said, 'You killed my daughter murderer'."

"This is actually absurd, but I think...he really thought that way at the time. If it wasn't for the person in front of him, his daughter wouldn't 'make mistakes' or disobey him. It was this person who led her into trouble. , I just want to correct this mistake, in the final analysis, the cause and effect are not on me..."

"That's when I saw that person finally moved."

He closed his eyes, and the face that was sealed deep in his memory slowly emerged in his mind.

A face that lost its color, black and white eyes.

Seeing his sudden silence, Xie Zhiyao subconsciously asked, "What happened?"

"She laughed." Xie Yuanhong pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly, "Everyone was startled by her sudden laugh, and the old man fell silent. We watched her cover her eyes and laugh out loud in the silence. Then...she put her hands Putting it down, those eyes inspected everyone present, and finally looked directly at the old man without fear."

"She said...'The real murderer is you, everyone present who knows the existence of that place, the person who knows what it looks like inside, but still has the heart to send his relatives to hell. And for all of us The accusations, the insults, are nothing but excuses you make for yourselves after you have tasted the bitter fruit.'”

Xie Zhiyao's breathing intensified unconsciously, and her palms felt so tight that she realized after a while that she seemed to be clenching her hands too tightly.

Xie Yuanhong's voice continued.

"And then, she left. Your grandfather didn't allow her to get close to the body. I saw her outside the door on the day of the cremation. It was raining heavily that day, and she didn't have an umbrella, so she was soaked. When the old man came out, he saw her standing there. He raised a stick from the side to hit her, but she didn't take half a step back. I asked your grandma to pull the old man back and ask her again. If you want an umbrella, she ignored me."

"She stood outside until the end. The rain stopped, and I asked her if she wanted to go in and have a look. I could sneak her over in two days after the funeral. She took a look at me, took a box out of her pocket, and said , if possible, help her bury this with the ashes. I opened it and took a look, and inside...in there, there is a ring, and it is a pair of rings. I don't know the design, but I can see that, That’s not something you can just buy from outside.”

"I don't know where she went, I never saw her again, and I never got through that phone number."

Xie Zhiyao took a deep breath, his heart seemed to be tightly clenched by something, and he couldn't breathe.

"So... grandpa, what is he doing now?" She blinked, trying to suppress the heat in her eyes, "while keeping this room as it is to remember my aunt, but tearing up the other half of the photo Go, is he missing my aunt, or the obedient daughter who listened to him?"

Xie Yuanhong didn't expect her first reaction to be this, and corrected her softly: "Yaoyao, you can't talk like that, he is your grandfather after all."

"But I think I'm right, Dad." Xie Zhiyao quickly wiped the corners of his eyes with his hand, and looked straight into his father's eyes without fear, "Has he apologized once when he looked at these relics for so many years?" ?”

Her father's silence answered her.

She sneered as expected: "Look, Dad, you can't convince yourself. You said that Grandpa regretted it, but I don't think he did. Or...he did regret it, but it wasn't that he regretted it with his own hands. The aunt was driven to a dead end and caused such an accident. What he regrets is why he let his aunt go to France. Mei, if she hadn't gone to the capital, maybe she wouldn't have met the person who, in his opinion, ruined his aunt's life; going forward, what he regretted was why he let his aunt learn art when he was young... just like him Now it’s the same that I don’t want to see that I like and want to study art.”

"He has been evading his responsibilities. From the beginning of the tragedy you mentioned, he has now become a bird of fright. Dad, can I ask you a question? You remind me not to step on the minefield on this matter, but you acquiesce Let me learn to draw... don't you find it contradictory?"

"Or...Actually, you are also acquiescing that Grandpa is right?"

Xie Yuanhong opened his mouth, with complicated expressions in his eyes. He looked at Xie Zhiyao speechlessly, and then sighed after a long time: "For a long time, I can't get out. Yaoyao, we can't criticize the people living in the world from the current perspective. People from the past."

"But it's not fair to keep implicating those who move forward because of past tragedies." Xie Zhiyao pursed his lower lip, and his voice suddenly softened, as if probing, "If... if I have The person you like tells Dad about you, but you and Mom are not satisfied, will you do the same?"

"No!" Xie Yuanhong's voice suddenly increased, and then he seemed to realize his gaffe, smiled apologetically, raised his hand and rubbed his daughter's head, "No, whoever you like is your freedom, mom and dad... …will give you advice as the case may be. As long as you don’t…”

"Don't what?"

His eyes flickered, avoiding Xie Zhiyao's sight, "It's nothing."

Xie Zhiyao realized that he didn't want to talk about it, and didn't bother to get to the bottom of it. She picked up the paper at hand, and carefully put it back where it was.

A ray of sunlight sneaked in through the crack of the window, just falling on the edge of the old photo.

The person in the painting smiles as before.

She raised her hand, gently wiped off a little dust left on the edge, leaned over and opened the window.

The room was brightly lit.

Xie Zhiyao told Xu Huai'an about the entanglement of the previous generation during a phone call during the holidays. He sighed deeply.

"I still can't figure out how it came to be like this. How can it be wrong to love someone?"

Xu Huai'an on the other end of the phone sighed, and said in a low voice, "It can only be said... that good fortune tricks people."

Xie Zhiyao blinked, and suddenly heard the faint sound of writing on the other end of the phone.

It's like less than 1 minute.

"Xiao An." She called softly, "What are you doing? Professor Lin assigned you another task?"

"It's nothing." Xu Huai'an smiled, threw the manuscript paper aside, and made an excuse casually, "I copied the address for my mother, she has something to do after the next year. Ah Yao, you are my mentor How much shadow is there? It’s too capitalist thinking to assign tasks to me during the New Year’s Eve.”

"That's right, who told Professor Lin to put you in the pile of papers as soon as the semester started?" Xie Zhiyao didn't doubt that he was there, and brought the topic to other things.

Seeing that it was getting late, the two hung up the phone.

The computer on Xu Huaian's desk was turned on, she hung up the phone, and just opened the webpage when she heard someone knocking on the door.She said please come in, and turned her head to meet Xu Junyi's gaze.

"Your mother gave you warm milk." Xu Junyi raised his hand slightly, "On the phone? Friends?"

"Xie Zhiyao, you've seen it before." Xu Huaian stood up, went to take the cup, shifted his gaze and whispered, "Thank you, Mom and Dad."

Xu Junyi looked at her seriously for a few seconds, and suddenly said, "It doesn't matter if you're not a friend."

"Your mother and I won't care about you." He paused, and suddenly felt that this was ambiguous, and added, "As long as you are happy, we don't care about the rest."

Xu Huai'an was almost choked by his words, she put the cup down, and for a moment didn't know what expression to make.

However, before she could figure out what to say, Xu Junyi had already closed the door and told her to go to bed early before leaving.

I don't know if it was intentional or not...

She took a deep breath, temporarily put aside this doubt, picked up the manuscript paper at hand,

There is a line of address written on it, if Xie Zhiyao can see it, he will immediately realize that this is the address of the place where Xie Tingning was sent in the story she just told about Xie Tingning.

If you simply oppose the relationship, will you be extreme to this extent?The old man's hostile face flashed in Xu Huaian's mind, and his breathing sank.

She always felt like there was something else.

There is Liu Wenqiu from Xinyuan in the dormitory, she also knows a little bit about this matter, so it is not difficult to find an address.

Although it is written that it has been abandoned for a long time, it is still very fast to find it if you want to.

This place is basically like some kind of illegal institution that advertises mental illness treatment and actually tortures electric shocks.It's just that the most common one I've seen before is the kind of treatment for Internet addiction, and this...

Xu Huai'an stopped holding the mouse, her gaze swept across the page, and finally landed on a line of small characters at the bottom.

Cure... Homosexuality.

She lowered her eyes and remained silent for a while, and finally exited silently, closed the web page, and threw the paper with the address written down into a ball into the trash can.

Before leaving Donglin at the end of the holiday, Xie Zhiyao walked slowly to the old man and called him grandpa.

The old man's health has not been as good as before in the past two years, and Wen Sheng just glanced at her lazily.

She lowered her eyes and said softly: "Please let yourself go." Let go of everyone in that memory, and let her go.

The old man's shoulders seemed to shake.

"you……"

"Yaoyao, let's go." Xia Lan's call came from afar.

Xie Zhiyao turned around.

What is left to the old man in the end is the back view of the girl leaving.

As it was then.

The author has something to say:

On the last day of 2020, I wish you all success in the new year in advance wwwAlthough you may have passed the 31st when you saw it x

Then... do you want to see the details from the perspective of the previous generation?If I want to, I will write a side story after the main text is over, and if I feel abused, forget it.