The two walked out of the bookstore, Huo Xiaofang's eyes stopped on the colorful balloons floating in the air. Zhu Yu looked at him: "What's the matter, you want to buy it for Yang Xiao?"
Huo Xiaofang rolled his eyes and took four or five casually. Zhu Yu turned around and paid the money, following in Huo Xiaofang's footsteps. Walking to the front of the car, Huo Xiaofang tied them to the back of the co-pilot, and then got into the car.
Zhu Yu always looked back at the colorful balloons at the back from time to time: "Fangzi, what did you buy so many balloons for? Isn't this child still unborn?"
Huo Xiaofang rolled his eyes again and said, "The sound on the tape does not sound the same as usual. Last time we couldn't figure out what could change the sound? Hurry up, and after going back and trying it, we will know. ."
Zhu Yu: "Helium!, .. kid, not bad, not bad!" He boasted, adding to the accelerator under his feet.
On a rainy day, even the light is reluctant to stay longer, and the night will come early. In a dimly lit room, a figure was sitting under the light, and a girl's voice came from the radio in front of him. "Is there really a heaven in this world? In heaven, will my father and mother be by my side? Will they laugh at me?..." Later, it was the girl's suppressed sobbing.
A finger pressed the close button, and the sound stopped abruptly. The corners of the figure's mouth were still raised. A deep and dull, unreliable voice sounded: "Everything is beautiful in heaven!" The light in the room went out, and then there was a creak of closing and opening the door.
The black shadow went all the way to the west, disappearing into the night.
The woman came out of the hospital with a piece of paper in her hand. Her footsteps were limp, she walked slowly, until she hit the tree with her head, and the pain made her look up. Then there was a tragic smile at the corner of his mouth, and he leaned back against the tree and squatted slowly.
A pair of eyes looked forward like a pond of stagnant water, but looked at nothing. It wasn't until the sound of crackling rain and leaves hitting her face that she woke up and got up slowly. Still holding the piece of paper in his hand, he walked into the rain.
The door opened and closed, and the room was empty. She went into the room and saw that there was no one, and walked into the bedroom a little anxiously. She took out the key to open the drawer, a red passbook, and she seemed to sigh in secret. Putting the passbook in, preparing to close the drawer, the movement stopped, and she picked up the passbook and opened it again.
When she saw the numbers above, she was stunned, and after a few seconds, she sat down on the ground. Tears welled up in his eyes and his whole body was shaking.
After a while, the woman stood up slowly with tears on her face. Shaking hands wanted to pour a glass of water to drink, he picked up the kettle, but stopped, and there was a piece of letter paper under the kettle. She tried to keep her hands steady, poured herself a glass of water, and drank it.
A chill came from her heart, and she trembled. Then he picked up the letter paper on the table and opened it slowly. After a glance, a wry smile appeared on his face.
The letter paper fell to the ground and she didn't bother to pick it up.
Turned around and lay down, wrapped both quilts around him, and buried his head in it. The arched quilt kept shaking.
The sound of rain outside the window became louder and louder, and a bright light flashed across the window, followed by a sound of thunder, and the sound of the wind roared. The branches swaying in the wind and rain outside the window are like the fate of the woman who is covered in the quilt at this time. The only difference is that the wind and rain with a degree of relaxation are still affectionate, and if a person without a bottom line is ruthless, it will be like an unfeeling disaster and put others to death.
(End of this chapter)