Tears in Heaven Chapter 26: Ending
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The northwest airflow blown out by the Mongolian high pressure forms a cold monsoon, which is covered with needle-like rain and blows across the sea, and the cold air from the bones pours in through the gaps in the assault collar. There was a rustle on the top of the boat, and the boss at the helm said: "It's snowing."
It's really snowing. In the first snow of early winter, gleaming snowflakes are scattered along the endless sky. Such a wonder can only be seen on the sea, the sky and the sea are separated by a layer of misty white snow, as if caged with light gauze. The small island that I can see from a distance looks like a small mountain floating on the surface of snow and wind. In the end, the ship still walked for more than half an hour before reaching the shore.
He took out the money, but the boat boss refused to take it all the time, and said to him: "Doctor Shao, if you go back tomorrow, I will set off to pick you up. I don’t need your money." He looked up surprised, the boat boss was silly. With a silly smile: "My **** is studying on this island, and I have shown me pictures of you and Miss Du long ago." He asked, "Why didn't Miss Du come?"
"She went abroad to study."
The boss of the boat was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Good study, Dr. Shao, why didn't you go with her?"
He did not answer. He picked up the heavy mountaineering bag, which was full of books and stationery for the children. He turned around and waved to the boss of the boat: "Excuse me, please wait here for a while. I will go up and see the children. , Leave today."
"Hey, good!"
There is only one road on the island, so you can't go wrong. Climbing halfway up the mountain, he heard the sound of books, and his childish voice was crisp and clear. He looked up and saw that the red flag floating above the eaves of the classroom was particularly eye-catching among the snow.
Ms. Xiao Sun saw him as if he saw an alien. The children were so happy that they chatted around him and kept asking questions. The children were very disappointed when they heard that Sister Xiaosu had not come. He took out the books and stationery, and the children became excited. Then I took him to see the painting. The very large one was posted in the room where the students slept. The painting was all the children and Teacher Xiaosun surrounding him and Du Xiaosu.
"Uncle Xiao Shao, does this look like you?"
"Like!" He praised, "It looks like!"
"I drew it!"
"I drew too!"
"I painted sister Xiaosu's hair!"
"I drew the eyes of Sister Xiaosu!"
……
The children babbled. He looked at the painting surrounded by children's voices. The children painted him and Du Xiaosu holding hands and smiling side by side, as if nothing could separate them.
"Can this painting be given to Uncle Xiao Shao?"
"Of course!"
"I wanted to show it to Sister Xiaosu!"
Several children excitedly took the water and slowly uncovered the painting on the wall. Teacher Xiao Sun also came to help, uncovered it intact and handed it to him. He rolled it carefully, and Teacher Xiao Sun found two more newspapers to help him wrap it.
A fluffy tail swept across the feet, and when he looked down, it turned out that it was the poorly thin kitten. After so long, it seems that he hasn't grown up much, and he is still skinny, raised his pointed cat face, and yelled at him "meow".
He picked up the kitten and asked: "Can this cat be given to me too?"
"Yes." Teacher Xiao Sun scratched his head, "There is nothing to eat on the island, and no one feeds it. You can take it away."
The snow on the sea seems to get bigger and bigger. When the ferry finally left, the children still sent him to the dock and said goodbye to him: "Uncle Xiao Shao! Next time Sister Xiaosu come to see us!"
All the little hands are waving desperately, gradually drifting away, and gradually can’t see clearly anymore, just like the first beautiful memory of life, gradually disappearing in the snow in the sky, no longer picking it up .
He stayed up almost all night, finally hurried back to Shanghai, and then rushed to the airport. Seeing Du Xiaosu from a distance, I breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly stopped her, and gave her the scroll: "The children gave you this."
She was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that it was the children on the island, her eyes could not help but crystal clear: "How do the children know?"
"I went to the island to get it. I didn't tell them anything. Don't worry." He looked up at his watch. "You are about to board the plane? You go in early and sit in the lounge for a while. Get off the plane. If someone picks you up, pay attention to your safety."
She finally said: "Thank you."
He seemed to smile: "Hurry in."
Coming out of the airport, the weather is still gloomy. He fastened his seat belt, and the little furry thing jumped out of the back seat silently, gave a "meow", and then curled up in the passenger seat.
He has never driven a car for such a long time, 1262 kilometers, a fully enclosed highway, all the way to the north. Long and monotonous lanes, there is only an endless stretch of road in front of the view. Beyond the long-distance transport trucks one after another, the guardrails along the line are like silver belts, quickly passing through the windows. The car was so quiet that I could hear the cat sleeping, and I gradually felt sad.
It's like a sharp knife. After being stabbed, it takes a long time to react. It turns out that the wound is bleeding gurglingly.
When I entered the territory of Hebei, it was already dark, the weather was very bad, and I couldn't get far with the headlights on. The kitten woke up so hungry, crouched on the seat and yelled at him. He drove the car into the next service station and bought a tin of dace. The kitten gobbled it up, and when he looked back, he was already asleep on the seat again.
Finally returned to the familiar city, the sky was full of lights, and the long drive made him exhausted, from darkness to light, from loneliness to prosperity, as if it was just a momentary matter.
He parked the car under the courtyard wall, but the kitten was still asleep, snores. He locked the door of the car, looked up at the wall, and quickly turned in with the locust tree outside the wall whose leaves had fallen out.
I didn't bring any suitable tools. I just took a screwdriver from the trunk of the car. Fortunately, the soil hadn't frozen in early winter. He dug for a long time and was very patient. After digging out the box last time, he filled it back with soil, so it is still soft and easy to dig.
Finally, the screwdriver dinged and hit the tin lid.
He pushed aside the floating soil and took out the box.
There was rust on the lid of the box, and there was a faint smell of earth. He opened the lid, and there were strips of paper inside. Only he knew what was written on it.
From childhood to adolescence, from adolescence to the present, many good memories of the past are here.
When burying with Shao Zhenrong at that time, Zhenrong said: "We will take it out together when we are old."
But he left first.
He took the box to the lake and threw the paper into the water one by one. Most of the street lights are hidden by trees, and only the paper strips can be seen, floating or sinking, floating in the water.
"Mom likes Xiao Rong, and Dad likes Big Brother."
"Grandma, I miss you."
"Xiao Rong, happy birthday!"
"I don't want to go to the Fourth Middle School."
"When I grow up, I will do what I want to do."
"Ms. Qin, thank you!"
……
Holding a note in her hand, it was her handwriting: "Taro Taro, get up soon!"
That was when he was just discharged from the hospital, and one morning he was going to the hospital for follow-up, and she came to wake him up. He was so sleepy that he didn't move after she called several times. When I finally woke up, I found that she had written such a note and it was pasted on his forehead.
Her handwriting was a bit sloppy, and his handwriting was actually crooked and crooked. At that time, the fracture was not healed, and he didn't know how to use the pen: "Taro love Xiaosu."
Because of the lack of space, he wrote the handwriting very small, and now he can't read it clearly. Now, he would rather have never done such a stupid thing, fortunately this note never let her see.
He also threw this note into the water.
All the paper strips were thrown into the lake and gradually sank to the bottom. Then all the words on it would be obliterated, right? Perhaps this is the best ending, and no one will ask again what he has hidden.
Finally, the ring he held in his hand was thrown into the lake.
He finally held the kitten in the early morning and knocked on the two dark courtyard doors. Mother Zhao was awakened, put on her clothes and got up to open the door. When she saw him, she was shocked. She looked at his face and was even more startled: "What's wrong, why is it in the middle of the night? "
He was sleepy and tired, and put the kitten on the ground: "Mother Zhao, I'm tired."
Mother Zhao didn’t ask for the second sentence, but just said: "Child, go to sleep in the east wing, I will make the bed for you." Holding his hand, it was like running with his eldest brother one day when he was very young. When I went out to play, I accidentally couldn't find my eldest brother. As a result, I walked alone in the huge courtyard, like a maze, and couldn't find his way home. The little child felt that this was the most terrible thing in the world, and that he would never see his parents again. After crying and crying, Mother Zhao finally found him and took him home.
He fell on the bed exhausted physically and mentally, knowing that Mother Zhao was taking off her leather shoes, listening to her groaning voice: "What's wrong? Look at you like this, it's like a serious illness. "She touched his forehead with the back of her hand, "I'm afraid it's not a fever, right?"
In fact, when he was a child, Mother Zhao always took him with him. In the deepest part of my heart, this is his true mother. He returned home when he was most troubled, and returned to his mother, so he felt that everything could be put down for the time being, confused: "Mom, I'm fine."
"Oh, your child is really worrying." Mother Zhao's voice gradually faded away and faded. It seemed so far away that she couldn't hear it anymore. "I came here to take the ring away a few days ago. Still wondering in my heart, you really want to bring a girl back for me to see..." She smoothed the messy hair on his forehead and made him sleep more comfortable, watching him lovingly asleep , Sighed again, "Just wake up."
It's fine when you wake up. It's like a high fever when you caught a cold when you were a child. As long as you wake up, you will be cured.
He slept vaguely, dreaming of the snowy sea, countless snowflakes falling toward the sea, and snow-white flowers floating on the sea. In fact, those are not flowers, they are the pieces of paper he wrote in the past twenty years.
He originally thought that someone would come to share these twenty years of time, share the memories of these twenty years, and share the happiness of these twenty years.
He waited and waited, but didn't wait.
It's like a dream, in which the light snowflakes fall one after another, silently, disappearing on the sea. The so-called blooming flower is just a dream, like that ring, floating and falling, and finally sinking to the bottom of the water silently.
In this life, we will meet forever.