Late at night, Yiju also went to sleep.
The night of Erhai is very quiet.
During the day it was still hot, but at night the wind came.
A black shadow, flickering, toward the memory of the residence of a corner door to go, where there is a not long to open the wooden door, that is, in the memory of the residence of the helpers who work for a long time, also have not seen this door opened.
A rustling sound, the key into the hole, "click" sound, the wooden door opened, the door of the person, stood for a while, before lifting his feet and walked in.
She is the boss of the Memory Residence.
In the eyes of all the people around her, she is an extremely good-tempered, gentle and calm owner of the B&B.
But at this moment, people who know her well, must feel incredible, at this moment, people's eyes mild-tempered boss, look indifferent, but in the eyes of the hiding can not hide the grief.
Cold face, mourning eyes, and heavy feet ... "I, came to see you." Rough voice, slowly ringing.
But the house, in addition to her no one else.
Lift your feet, walk inside, memory residence, I'm afraid she is most familiar with the place, not their own room, but here.
Did not turn on the light, groping forward in the darkness, she was very relieved, here one thing a piece, are all familiar to her not to be able to be familiar again.
All the way forward, unexpectedly, touched the edge of the table, her hand, and fumble on the tabletop for a while, touched an object, 'click', the moment, the fire light up, her hand, holding up the lit match stick, faintly and unnoticeably trembled for a moment, still came to the table with two scented candles, lit up.
"Do you still remember, that day, the fire light in the sky, so many people, are watching outside, maybe the fire is too big, maybe I'm too uninviting, so many people only you took the lead and rushed in ... you this fool ah ... "
Candles lit, matches extinguished, she took the incense from the offering table again, came to the candlelight and lit it, slowly inserted it into the incense burner, everything is very slow, raised her head, she looked at the posthumous photo in front of her:
"It's the arrival of the annual Ghost Festival, when the Fengdu City Gate (Ghost Gate, rumored to be the place where deceased people must pass through to the earth) opens, Ah Lu, you come to see me, okay?"
The table on the remains of the photo, A Deer smiled brightly, the woman silent in front of the table, looking at the remains of the photo in front of her, she certainly does not have a photo of A Deer, and there is no A Deer's ashes, the remains of the photo is that she followed their own memories, please pass through the Erhai trip to travel to the wandering painter to paint.
Ming ... is just smiling so brightly.
The woman fiercely squeezed her palm ... so unwillingly ah.
"Separated from the yin and yang ... A deer, you come to see me okay?" The woman's nose is sour: "did not come to Erhai before, from time to time to be able to dream of you, how to fulfill A deer your Erhai dream, but you refuse to come back to my dream?"
The woman said, her eyes gradually moist: "Ah Lu, you no longer appear in my dreams, I am about to forget your appearance."
She didn't say she was lonely, but she was really lonely.
She missed A Deer, but A Deer never appeared in her dreams again.
Zhaozhao was nice, but couldn't go into her heart.
She said she wanted to live each day well, just like when she and A Deer were in that iron cage, A Deer said to look at the sky and the sea and the clouds, leisurely and quiet each day.
She was very serious according to the life that A Deer wanted to live, living every day ... every day reclining on the chaise longue, sipping tea and watching the sky and enjoying the scenery ... but it was so heavy that she could not breathe.
She squatted down, previously prepared paper money, one by one twisted up, thrown into the fire pot, while rambling with A Deer, as if A Deer never died, A Deer is by her side.
"You have no family, I am your family, over there ... never again be so unlucky to meet a friend like me who will drag you down."
Words of family life in general, until the paper money burned out, the woman slowly stood up, squatting for a long time, stand up, legs numb to a soft, to fall back.
Too late to cry out in alarm, she knew in her heart, this fall, absolutely not light.
The body that was about to fall backward and fall to the ground, a force on her waist held her up.
"Be careful."
The woman subconsciously looked behind her and saw the visitor, her face changed at first: "When did you come?" Out of the corner of her eye, she looked towards the door, clearly remembering clearly that when she came in, she closed the door.
A pair of eyes, vigilantly staring at the person behind him, how much did he ... actually see and hear?
The person who came with an innocent face: "I can not sleep, come down to take a walk, just happen to walk to this side ah, I see a bright light inside, just stand in the doorway to look inside, it's really good to see that you did not stand up steadily when you stood up ..."
He also glanced at the ground there is still a star flame flickering fire pot: "So late, you are ... burning paper?"
The woman pursed her lips and didn't speak.
"Is it a relative?" He slightly unnoticeable wrinkled his eyebrows ... Who is A Lu?
Subconsciously have to look at the tabletop, standing in the doorway, can not see the person of this posthumous photo clearly.
The woman intentionally went to block his line of sight, helplessly ... shorter than him.
Although covering most of it, he was still able to see.
Female?
"I heard you call A Lu ... your relatives?"
He asked tentatively.
The woman blushed, "Does Mr. Lu like to pry into other people's personal affairs?"
Ah Lu, was the one who linked her present and past, and as much as she wanted to forget that past, as much as she wanted to forget that person that love, it was real.
Lu Mingchu hurriedly stretched out her hand and raised it, "ok ok, it's my bad. Boss, is there any food?"
...
Late at night in s city, Jane family villa, a storm is coming.
Jane Mo Bai's trembling hands were holding three inspection reports, which he had been looking at for most of the day. His forehead was still dripping with sweat, not daring to believe, even alarmed.
Suddenly, "swish" stood up, raised his steps towards Jane Zhendong and Mrs. Jane's bedroom, hurriedly ran over, leaving Jane Mo Bai's hurried footsteps in the corridor.
Dang dang dang dang!
Urgent keying sound, annoyed the bedroom just ready to sleep Jane Zhendong, his face impatient hair, "Who?"
"Dad, open the door, it's me."
Jane Zhendong heard it was Jane Mo Bai, his face slightly improved, Mrs. Jane, who had already laid down on the side, also woke up, "Mo Bai ah, your dad has already gone to sleep. There is something to talk about tomorrow during the day."
The person at the door, but does not go:
"Dad, open the door first, it's important."
Jian Zhendong pushed Mrs. Jian: "Go open the door."
Mrs. Jane had no choice but to get up and put on a piece of loungewear, walked to the door, still a little unhappy:
"Mor Bai, it's so late ..." while opening the door.
The door opened, the door of the son, such as the storm, rushed in, Mrs. Jane body draped in a jacket were rushed to the ground: "Eh, you this child ..."
"Dad, you know where the sister is, right!" As soon as Jane Mo Bai came in, he impatiently questioned Jane Zhendong.
The atmosphere steeply cooled down.
Jian Zhendong sank his face, "Where do you have a sister."
"Little Tong ah, Jane Tong!"
"There is no such thing as Jane Tong in our family. Don't mention this rebellious daughter anymore. Okay, it's late, go back to bed."
"Dad! I've been diagnosed with leukemia! Both your and my mom's matches were unsuccessful!" Three reports, one was his leukemia diagnosis report, the other two were the reports of the doctor he knew well, who helped to check the match after he learned of his leukemia, taking advantage of his parents' regular half-yearly comprehensive body checkup last week.