"It's cloudy and rainy again, my joints are aching, I'm really old. The house is very cold, and hearing the neighbor's children crying, I think of Xiaofan's childhood again."
"The old man doesn't say anything, but I know he misses Xiaofan more than I do. He often calls his name when he sleeps at night, and when he turns on the light a few times, he sees muddy tears on his face. We are really old."
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The diary has turned yellow, and every time Ye Fan turns a page, tears roll down. It is full of love and thoughts for him, carrying their love.
"Dad, Mom!" Ye Fan couldn't help crying. He had experienced so many hardships in Beidou and suffered so many tribulations. He never shed tears, but now that he came back, he couldn't hold back anymore, and the tears kept rolling down.
The dusty diary seemed to weigh more than ten thousand junctures, making his hands tremble non-stop. His heart was sour, his elderly parents, his desolate old age, and his sleep were calling his name, but when he woke up, there were only cold tears.
"It's Chinese New Year, just like before, it's just the two of us, it would be great if Xiao Fan came back suddenly and appeared by my side."
"It's fifteen, and the Lantern Festival is here. It's supposed to be a reunion, but the house is very deserted. We went to bed early, but we couldn't sleep until dawn. Our waist and legs hurt, and our bones are not working. I don't know if we can wait." Xiaofan for a few years."
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Ye Fan cried loudly and knelt on the ground, holding this diary that condensed tears and thoughts in his hands. His body was shaking, and every word was heartbreaking, which made him feel distressed.
How did the two old people come here these years, tears blurred his eyes, each page of yellowed paper carried too much, heavier than a mountain.
The last page of the diary ended ten years ago, and there were only a few words on it. Their health was failing, and they were in a trance. The two old people could hardly speak a few words for a few days, and they became depressed.
Ye Fan's heart hurt like a knife cut, he grabbed his hair hard, knelt on the ground in pain, wishing to turn back time and go back to that moment, just to make them smile.
This is a diary from ten years ago, what is left here now? Just dust, no life at all. Ye Fan's mind was booming, and his whole body seemed to have lost his soul.
He knew that some things were destined to not change the ending, but he was still unwilling, roaring like a wild beast, and howling like he was injured.
"Dad, Mom!"
He looked up to the sky and yelled, tears poured down like rain, and he grabbed at the void with all his strength, trying to save something, but he couldn't do anything.
He searched frantically, searching every corner, but everything made him more sad. The moldy and damp bedroom, the simple furniture, and the spoiled instant noodles all showed that the two old people's life in their later years was not well off.
In the end, he saw a lot of neatly folded clothes in a relatively new wardrobe, each piece was in good condition, and it... all belonged to him!
Ye Fan choked up, rubbed his hands tremblingly, hit his head on the ground, knelt there, unwilling to get up, he beat the ground hard.
Although he tried his best to control it, there were still cracks spreading out. This was an unacceptable ending, and he wanted to yell loudly.
Desperate to go all the way from the Big Dipper Starfield, just to reunite today and appear by the old man's side, but it was too late after all.
Ye Fan cried loudly, screaming incessantly, calling out to his parents, like a child, with tears streaming down his face, feeling as if he had lost the whole world.
If the enemies of the Big Dipper Starfield knew about it, they would definitely be very puzzled. How could this person with a heart as hard as iron and a ruthless hand have such a side
I don't know how long it has passed, Ye Fan's heart is empty, his eyes are dull, and he sits there motionless with his knees folded.
After reading the diary and seeing everything in the family, he can already infer that his parents' health failed ten years ago, and he can guess the ending.
Ye Fan was like an injured child, curled up in a corner, without moving for a day and a night, with empty eyes, staring blankly at every item in the room.
It wasn't until the next day that he stood up to uncover the last scar in his heart and face the cruel and bloody pain.
He walked out slowly and looked at the sky, feeling that everything was dark, even the sun lost its brilliance, everything was so oppressive.
Looking at the old courtyard house, he felt silent. He left a lot of money to his parents back then. Since Mount Tai disappeared, the house, car, savings, etc. should all belong to the two old people. Why is their life not good
According to the standard of living at that time, the ones he left behind were enough for ordinary people to live a few lifetimes.
Rising prices, inflation? Ten yuan in 2010 has the same purchasing power as one dollar in the 1990s. But even if more than two decades have passed, prices are outrageous, and inflation is getting worse, those properties are enough for them to enjoy their old age comfortably.
Ye Fan shook his head, no one was there, and what to do with these things, he was almost desperate to face the final result.
He wants to find out where his parents went after the diary was interrupted, and he wants to see their last everything. For this reason, he decided not to hesitate to manifest his supernatural powers, to enter some relevant departments, and to review everything regardless of shocking the world.
First of all, he released his powerful spiritual sense, searched the memories of some people in this courtyard, searched carefully, and then erased the traces of his actions.
He never expected that he would actually get an extremely valuable clue. Someone picked up his parents who were no longer in good health ten years ago, and it was a woman.
These people didn't know who the woman was, they only knew her surname was Xu, because his parents had called her Xiao Xu when he got on the bus.
A woman surnamed Xu, Ye Fan's heart moved, in his life, among the people he knew, she was the only one whom his parents called her.
Thinking of this woman, Ye Fan was stunned for a while, and then sighed softly, what can happen after more than twenty years, time is so ruthless and has changed many things.
Xu Qiong, a woman who has left a strong touch in his life, has been separated for more than 20 years, and I don't know what it will be like to meet again.
Leaving this suburb, he used his magical powers, entered some relevant departments, checked files, etc., searched for some important things, and learned where Xu Qiong lived.
After graduating from university, he and Li Xiaoman also came to an end. More than a year later, he met a woman named Xu Qiong and they dated for two years.
From being as plain as water, to knowing each other for two years, becoming good friends, and then... there is no more, because it is over before it starts.
If it hadn't been for that party, if he hadn't gone to Mount Tai, if he hadn't disappeared from this world, maybe there would be many stories behind.
In this city of B where every inch of land is expensive, owning a villa is an impossible dream for many people, especially here—Xishan.
Xishan is the general name of the mountains in the west of City B. It has a superior geographical location and beautiful scenery. It is especially famous for its ancient temples. It is adjacent to the scenic spot and is in the scenic spot.
Ye Fan came to a single-family villa not far away and looked at it quietly. The weather was very cold and the leaves of the trees had already fallen. It can be seen that this place is very particular, and it is a good location for viewing and living.
There were no disturbances, let alone accidents, and he found Xu Qiong's residence smoothly, which was the single-family villa in front.
In the distance, a car slowly approached, and a graceful woman got out of the car. She was so familiar, and Ye Fan's heart was shocked. It was Xu Qiong.
She is well maintained. Although she has already passed her prime, there are not many traces of the years, and she has a kind of maturity and stability.
Ye Fan was in a daze, thinking of many past events. Back then, the beautiful woman loved to talk and laugh, and was very cheerful, but now her temperament is completely different.
Those past years, that past youth, have changed a lot, if they hadn't met here, he wouldn't dare to recognize each other.
"Mom." The car door on the other side opened, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl got out of the car, bouncing around, very lively and beautiful, very similar to Xu Qiong from more than 20 years ago.
In the distance, Ye Fan was stunned. After so many years, the former girl was already a mother. Having such a big daughter made him feel mixed feelings, and he stood silently on the spot.
"Years." He slowly uttered these three words.
In the distance, Xu Qiong happened to look over and saw him, the handbag fell to the ground all of a sudden, the expression on his face froze all of a sudden, and he looked here in surprise.
Then, with an extremely excited expression, she stretched out her hand, pointed at Ye Fan, and murmured: "You...you...you are..."
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" The girl quickly bypassed the car, ran up to her, hugged her arm, shook it worriedly, and then followed her gaze to look here.
After so many years, Ye Fan's appearance has not changed, and he is even a few years younger than before. He silently came up to her and faced her.
"Really... is that you?" Xu Qiong asked tremblingly.
"It's me." Ye Fan nodded.
Such a meeting, many words are hard to say for a while, the two are silently confronting each other, and their moods are ups and downs.
"Go in and talk." Xu Qiong said calmly.
"Mom, who is he?" the girl next to him asked softly.
After entering the living room, Xu Qiong said: "Xu Ye, go to your own room, I have something to say to this uncle."
"What uncle, you're only a few years older than me." Xu Ye wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction, and said playfully and provocatively, "Hey, who are you, brat?" With a joking tone, it didn't make people feel uncomfortable. Resentful, very lively.
"Go back to your room." Xu Qiong raised his face.
"Oh fine."
The living room became quiet, and neither of them spoke. To Xu Qiong, Ye Fan's sudden appearance was too shocking.
There was a suffocating silence, and Xu Qiong spoke after a long time, "These years... where have you been?"
"It's so far away, so far away that I worked hard and escaped death, and I didn't come back until now." Ye Fan said bitterly.
Xu Qiong sighed softly, and said: "I didn't wait for you for too long. We met for two years, and we only waited for two years. People have to live."
Ye Fan nodded. Reality is not a novel, people want to survive, live, what to wait for a lifetime, that is unrealistic, it is just a beautiful story, people always have to move forward.
He didn't know how Xu Qiong brought his parents here, something must have happened, there were some stories.
"Xu Qiong, my parents..." Ye Fan trembled.
"It would be great if you came back three years sooner."
Ye Fan seemed to be struck by lightning, and he leaned powerlessly on the sofa, feeling groggy. Although he had expected it, when he heard such a reply with his own ears, he still fell into an abyss. Controlled tumble.
Xu Qiong got up, took him into a room, and told him that this was the last place where two old people lived. Three years ago, one in front and one behind, they passed away one after another within a month.
Ye Fan knelt there, weeping silently, clutching the sheets tightly, wanting to feel everything about them and capture the breath of their existence.
"They do miss you very much. Every night, they will softly hum the song that lulled you to sleep when you were young, and touch the photos of you when you were young..."
"Especially, when they were physically ill and could no longer move, they hugged the yellowed photo album tightly for fear of losing it."
"In the last days, they rubbed with rough hands and stared blankly at your picture with cloudy eyes..."
Ye Fan couldn't bear it anymore, knelt on the ground, put his head on the bed, and cried out in grief.
For more than 20 years, all the hard work has been in vain. After all, he has not been able to see his parents. His heart is like a knife, full of sorrow and pain, and there are endless regrets!
The heart-piercing pain, tears pouring down like springs, blurred his eyes, Ye Fan's fingers were about to snap off, he couldn't accept this result.
Xu Qiong withdrew, leaving him alone in the room. In a trance, Ye Fan felt a kind of warmth and calling.
"Xiaofan, are you back..."
Ye Fan was heartbroken and murmured, weeping blood word by word, and recited the scriptures of saving people. He never thought that he would read it for his parents. Every word was branded in the void, with his sadness and grief, branded in the room.