Today, the imperial capital ushered in the first snow of this winter.The night is getting darker, and the streets are crowded with people.Snowflakes fall on everyone's shoulders and are taken home.I looked up and saw that there were snowflakes falling on my eyelashes, and when they melted, there was a chill at the end of my eyes, and I reached out and wiped them.Today's snow is not small, and I guess I can accompany that person to build a snowman in the yard early tomorrow morning.When he was stunned, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang.When I came back to my senses, I took out my phone and looked at the message on WeChat, I smiled helplessly and took off my gloves.The bony fingers were exposed, and the snowflakes scrambled to kiss the warm fingertips."
I'm still on Zhennan Street, I'm going back."
After a pause, I continued typing, "By the way, it's snowing outside." ”“！！！！！！”
There was a string of exclamation points back on the other side, obvious excitement.I couldn't help but smile: "You haven't seen it yet?"
”After a few seconds, the man sent a voice message.I took two steps to meet the snowflakes and stood still, clicked on the voice note, and brought the earpiece close to my ear: "I just woke up, and I haven't gone out yet." ”The familiar voice sounded, mixed with the laziness of just waking up, and it seemed to yawn at the end.I've had a lot of tasks lately, and this time I've just returned from my last stop.We haven't seen each other for two months.Now hearing that man's voice is very reassuring."
Eh, come back and bring me a sugar gourd."
The man was a little lazy, obviously the stall was just around the street, and he usually didn't want to go out and buy it himself.The man, he remembered, liked snowflakes, but he didn't like winter."
Got it.What did Dad make delicious?
”I asked.Soon another voice message came, probably because there was no time to type.In the voice, the sound of rustling footsteps was mixed with the sound of the door opening, and soon, a dialogue came: "It's so fragrant, what is delicious to cook today?"
”"Yo, it's really time for you to wake up, right away, and there's a dish."
The voices in front of him and behind him were the man, and the back was my dad.Then there was a voice note: "Tonight is very special and rich, I see that you are my own son, as soon as I come back, I will make seven or eight dishes to welcome you, I really picked it up." ”The man's tone was teasing, with a faint smile, and there was no malice.I laughed.Wrap your coat tightly around your body, and send messages in the man's indecent tone as he walks.The two of us are too familiar with each other, from childhood to adulthood, and no one will take jokes seriously.It seems that because of this, that person doesn't know how important he is to me.After chatting and chatting, I walked to the street corner across the door, and the old man who sold sugar gourds did not confiscate the stall.I strode over and greeted him, "Why don't you close the stall early when it's snowing?"
”Hearing this, the old man glanced up at me, and after two seconds, he pulled the mask on his face and smiled at me: "I haven't seen you for a long time, young man, I thought you had moved away." ”This old man lives on the next street, and usually sells sugar gourds on this street, and he is here every day unless there are special circumstances.Because the person in the family prefers sweetness and likes to eat the old man's sugar gourd, I have become a frequent visitor here.I know the old man very well, and in the summer, when I have free time, I will play chess with the old man in the stall, but the old man will occasionally play tricks, and the man will stand aside and cooperate with the old man to trick me."
I've had some business these days, and I just came back today.Don't rush over and buy a sugar gourd for the one at home. ”The old man smiled and narrowed his eyes and asked, "Still the same?"
”"Yes."
I nodded, and by the way, I glanced at the well-preserved sugar gourd in the glass window, the old man has been selling it for so many years, and the ingredients are still so generous, although in winter, the fruit on this strawberry bunch is still so big, I suspect more than once that the old man just came out to experience life.But if you think about it carefully, there are few people who live here who have difficult families.Carrying a bag full of sugar gourds, I said goodbye to the old man, and my pace quickened.After walking not far, I saw the big red door of my house, and the word Fu on the door is still there, last year's, especially tenacious.There was already a layer of snow on the heads of the stone lions on both sides, so I reached out and touched it, opened the door and entered.From the outside, my house looks like a traditional courtyard house, and it is said that it seemed to be the residence of a certain prince back then, but our family is not a relative of the emperor.This yard has been transformed, and there are many twists and turns, and others will probably get lost when they come for the first time.But I've lived here for so many years that I can touch it with my eyes closed.Looking at the room with the lights on, I unloaded my backpack from my shoulder, lifted it in my hand, and pushed the door in.As soon as the door opened, the person lying on the table looked back at me for the first time.Looking at each other, I walked up to her with a chill.The man didn't dislike me, he smiled and patted the snowflakes off my coat and said to me, "Happy birthday, Jiushu, welcome home!"
”After a pause in handing her the sugar gourd, I subconsciously turned my head to look at the old desk calendar on the wall.These days, young people don't need this person for a long time, but Dad has to buy a copy on time every year to hang at home.On the calendar, a large red number "19" has been specially circled with a pen to highlight the importance of today.It dawned on me that today was my birthday.December 19th.Dad and Brother Yan came out of the kitchen with the last dishes and beckoned me to wash my hands and eat quickly.After blowing out the candles, the man gave me a birthday present, like a black braided bracelet from a big brand.I didn't want to wear it, so I took it and put it in the tablet by the bedside.After dinner, the man took me to the living room to watch TV and eat the sugar gourd I bought for her.There was a TV series on TV about the Anti-Japanese War that my father liked, and the man seemed to be watching it with relish.I didn't look at what was going on, I kept looking at her.The man occasionally met my gaze, smiling at me from time to time, as if she couldn't read the heat in my eyes.Soon, Dad and Brother Yan An also came, and we complained about this anti-Japanese war drama together.The family in the living room is happy.…… I opened my eyes in a trance and looked at the dark night sky.It's snowing today, too, and it's exactly the same as I remember.Passers-by were in a hurry on the streets, and they all had to go home.Taking a deep breath, I staggered towards where I was supposed to be.I can't remember how many years I've been dead, and I can't remember how old I am this year.It was as if I was stuck at the age of twenty-nine forever, and I would never have a chance to enter the age of thirty.My tomb is located by the sea, especially close to her wedding venue.Actually, I really had that day.It was late when I returned to the cemetery, and I vaguely saw a figure in front of my grave.No need to guess, I know who this is.The man came again.Still helping me clear the snow in front of the grave.I smiled and thought she was a little stupid, after all, the snow was still falling, and it couldn't be cleaned.I involuntarily approached her, and she seemed to feel the wind blowing in my direction.I was a little panicked, but the next second I was relieved.Because at this time, she can't see me now.And I, seeing the tears on her face, were so clear.If I could, I would have said to her, 'Please don't stand at my grave and weep, I'm not there, I'm not asleep.'
I am the stirring wind, inextricably linked.I am a diamond in the snow, shining brightly.I am the gentle sunshine, close to the rice.I am the drizzle of autumn, gentle and soft.When you are awake in the tranquility of the morning, in the quiet hovering of the birds, I unleash the passion of flight.And in the lit night, I am the gentle stars again.Please don't weep at my grave, I'm not there, I'm not gone. ’Every time this happens, I wish she could hear me.But she couldn't hear it.It's like she didn't hear the last words I said to her back then: Little Qi, let's go home.…… It was late at night, it was time for her to go, someone had come to pick her up.I watched her slowly crouch down and look at me on the tombstone, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old me.She smiled at me, her eyes moistened, but her tone was still so excited, and she said to me, "Happy birthday, my Jiushu." ”I smiled in relief.Behold, my beloved girl.It's the same as in memory.… The world is in turmoil, and the boy is always clean.Just because the boy's name is Lu Jiushu.- Nanli ruffian