"Where are you going?" Ming Luchuan's expression turned cold instantly.
Xia Wennan still put one hand on the edge of the car door: "I'm going to see my grandpa."
"You think I'm lying to you?"
Xia Wennan's face was dark: "Whether you lied to me or not, I have to go back. I've already—" He originally wanted to say that he hadn't gone back for several months, but then he realized that the time was far longer than those months. The parting may be forever, and the uncontrollable sadness wells up. He didn't want to cry, so he stood up straight and said, "Anyway, I'm going back right now, can you give me back my ID?"
Xia Wennan had to use his ID card until Ming Luchuan discharged him from the hospital, so he must have it with him at this time.
Ming Luchuan still sat on the back seat of the car without moving, just looked up at him: "How do you plan to go back?"
At this time, Xia Wennan had neither money nor a mobile phone. He nodded and said in a natural tone: "How about you lend me some more money?"
After he finished speaking, Ming Luchuan looked at him silently. Xu Feng and the driver in the front row of the car also remained silent.
Xia Wennan said: "I will pay it back. Are you still so stingy even after taking a luxury car?"
Ming Luchuan let out a breath slowly, dull as if full of emotion, he paused for a few seconds, and said to the people in the front row: "Get out of the car."
Xu Feng and the driver looked at each other, without asking why, they just opened the door and got off.
Ming Luchuan stepped out of the car door with long legs, stood in front of Xia Wennan, and said expressionlessly, "I'll take you there."
Xia Wennan got into the co-pilot, he secretly glanced at Ming Luchuan, and saw Ming Luchuan was sitting in the driver's seat, driving away from the hospital.
"Thank you," Xia Wennan thought for a while, and decided to thank Ming Luchuan.
Ming Luchuan neither spoke nor looked at him.
The car was driving on the way out of the city.
Xia Wennan is studying at university in this city, and his hometown is in a county about 40 kilometers away from the urban area. He has been studying and living here for nearly two years, and most of the time he stays in school, so he is not very familiar with this city.
But he is familiar with the way out of the city.
When he first entered college, he was always worried about his grandfather who stayed at home alone. Every weekend, he had to take the subway first, and then change to the bus to go home. After a long time, he seemed to get used to it gradually, and felt that his grandfather should also get used to it, so he didn't go home so often, but started to enjoy his college life.
Even so, he thought the road shouldn't be what it is now.
how many years? Oh, six years. How can there be such a big change from a person to a city in only six years
Xia Wennan propped his elbows by the window, propped his face on the palm of his hand, and looked out of the car window blankly, as if he was looking far away, but also seemed to see nothing.
After leaving the city, the road becomes clear. There is a section of intercity expressway in front of you. After getting off the expressway, turn left to lead to the county seat.
But Ming Luchuan turned to the right after driving down the highway.
Xia Wennan immediately sat up straight and said, "The direction is wrong."
Ming Luchuan parked the car at the intersection waiting for the red light, and glanced at him.
Xia Wennan raised his finger to the left, "Turn that way."
Ming Luchuan asked, "Where are you going?"
"Go home," Xia Wennan felt that his question was a bit inexplicable, didn't he know it clearly
Ming Luchuan said, "Aren't you looking at your grandfather?"
Xia Wennan froze for a moment, then suddenly realized in the next moment that to the left was the cemetery near the county seat.
At that time, the matter of grandpa's death appeared in front of Xia Wennan's eyes like never before. His entire face lost all color in an instant, his lips parted slightly and he did not speak.
Ming Luchuan wanted to say something else, but when he saw his expression, he silently closed his mouth and made the decision for him.
Qingming had already passed, and the cemetery in the afternoon was deserted and there were not many people.
The car was parked in the parking lot. When Xia Wennan got off the car, he was in a daze, not knowing where to go.
Ming Luchuan locked the car door and walked towards the gate of the cemetery. Xia Wennan followed him in a daze, like a child who couldn't find his home.
He followed Ming Luchuan all the way to the door of a store, and when he saw Ming Luchuan picking up a large bouquet of flowers, he suddenly realized that Ming Luchuan had come to buy flowers for his grandfather.
Ming Luchuan directly picked up the large bouquet of yellow and white flowers and handed it to Xia Wennan before asking the shopkeeper for the price.
Xia Wennan was holding flowers, watched Ming Luchuan pay the bill, and said after a while, "Thank you."
Ming Luchuan didn't say anything, turned around and walked inside.
Xia Wennan could only continue to follow behind him.
It was obviously not the first time for Ming Luchuan to come here. He walked into a small passage up the mountain familiarly, and his black leather shoes made a "da da" sound when he stepped on the stone steps.
While going up the stairs, Xia Wennan asked Ming Luchuan: "You have been here."
"En," Ming Luchuan replied concisely and indifferently.
Xia Wennan asked, "What are you here for? Have you met my grandpa before?"
"I've seen it."
Xia Wennan hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "What did you see him for?"
Ming Luchuan responded: "I don't need to see your family when you propose to me?"
Xia Wennan firmly denied in his heart that he would propose to Ming Luchuan, so Ming Luchuan's words must be unreliable to him, and he immediately lost the desire to ask.
And soon, he stood in front of a tombstone, and he lost the mood to ask questions.
The name and photo on the tombstone are indeed his grandfather, and not only his grandfather, this is a joint burial tomb. In addition to the grandpa Omega who raised him, the ashes stored in the grave also has another grandpa Beta that he has never met.
His grandfather is an Omega. Originally, his family had arranged a marriage for him, and his fiancé was an Alpha. As a result, his grandfather fell in love with a Beta youth, so he ran away from marriage and eloped.
"That era was not like now, how could an Omega marry a Beta, that must be with an Alpha." Grandpa used to say this to Xia Wennan in the past, with a little complacency in his tone.
This little pride seems to dispel the misfortune in his life. Although his Beta husband passed away early, and his only son died early in a car accident while traveling with his daughter-in-law, at least he still has a well-behaved grandson. It allows him to tell his grandson about his elopement experience with a little pride. Even though life is hard, he never regrets it, because it was his own choice, and he is a brave and great Omega.
Xia Wennan bent his knees, as if unable to support his body, he knelt down in front of the tombstone. He didn't hold the tombstone and cry bitterly, but just lowered his head and shed tears silently at an angle that others couldn't see.
He remembered that when he went home to celebrate the New Year with his grandfather during the winter vacation of his sophomore year, he said that he would take his grandfather on a trip after graduation. He wondered if he had fulfilled his promise. The two of them have lived together for so many years, and grandpa had already left this world before he had time to enjoy himself.
Two black and white photos on the tombstone. Xia Wennan's Grandpa Beta will always stay in his youth. In the photo, he is a straight-faced young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, while his Omega Grandpa's hair is all pale, and there are fine wrinkles around his brows and eyes, but his eyes are still clear. Not sad, not bitter, gentle and kind, maybe he knows that there is someone waiting for him, and one day they can get together.
The two photos are close together, which is inconsistent but not inconsistent.
Xia Wennan gently pressed his forehead against the cold tombstone, and said softly, "I'm sorry."