Double sleep

On weekends, the weather was rare.

The few sweet-scented osmanthus trees under the balcony of the bedroom have already bloomed, and the fragrance of flowers can be smelled when the wind blows.

Ling Rusi lay on the bed, watching the sunlight come in through the gap in the curtains, the light and shadow swaying slightly, as if it had been a lifetime ago.

Hearing the movement, the prince stood up and stood by the bed, stretched out his soft tongue to lick Ling Rusi, Ling Rusi pushed the prince's big head away with a smile, and reached out to pick up the nightgown on the bedside table.He grabbed the furry collar and stretched out his hand to pull it, only to hear a "bang-dang".

The snow-blue porcelain vase rolled from the bedside table to the floor, rolled a few times, the lid popped off, hit the corner of the wall and shattered into several pieces, and the off-white ash in the vase spilled out, spreading everywhere on the carpet on the floor.

"Husband!" Ling Rusi jumped up from the bed screaming, bounced over and squatted on the ground to clean up the spilled ashes with both hands, while cleaning up his mouth, he muttered: "It's over, it's over, your roof is broken, it's okay, turn around and I'll take care of you." Change it to a bigger and more luxurious one for you."

The prince joined in the fun and ran over, sniffing everywhere, Ling Rusi shouted at the top of his voice: "My lord, go away, you sucked your father into your stomach, stop it."

She slowly picked up the scattered ashes with both hands, and carefully put them back into the jar one by one. The ashes that fell into the crevices of the carpet were difficult to clean thoroughly.Ling Rusi thought in despair, if it's over, will he be missing arms or legs?

It's also possible that the stomach is smaller, and you don't think you are fat all the time, so let's lose weight.

After putting the ashes back into the jar, she went to tidy up the lid, and wanted to see if it could be glued back with glass glue first, to make do with it, and she would pick a new one tomorrow.

The cover wasn't broken badly, Ling Rusi felt along the edge of the broken cover, thinking that it wouldn't be a big problem to stick it back.Inadvertently scratching the broken sharp corner of the cover with his finger, the blood slowly seeped out along the crack of the finger, mixed with the ashes left on the finger, Ling Rusi said to himself: "Now the two of us Bonded by blood."

Then, his eyes darkened and he fell down.

Ling Rusi was woken up by the heat, his whole body felt wet and sticky and very uncomfortable, and there was a high and low cry from Cicada in his ear, which made people feel that this summer was extremely hot.

summer? !

Isn't it autumn now?

The sweet-scented osmanthus is in full bloom.

My husband spilled it.

The lid, the lid hasn't been glued on yet.

Ling Rusi sat up abruptly, startled by the sudden appearance of the opposite person.When I looked closely, I found that it was myself in the mirror.She turned her head in doubt, and was startled by the sudden appearance on the right.Take a closer look and see yourself in the mirror.

Hold/grass!what's the situation.

This is the house where she lived in junior high school. This bedroom was originally the living room, and the door of the living room is facing the garden at home.

After moving here, she always had nightmares. Grandma asked a feng shui master to visit the door. He said that the door was facing badly and attracted dirty things. The door of the living room should be sealed and another door should be opened from the kitchen in the corner of the courtyard. , Change Feng Shui.

It turned out that this bedroom was planned by her parents to sleep by herself after decoration, but when Ling Rusi saw the pink wallpaper, she fell in love with it so much that she couldn't walk, and she insisted on making it her own bedroom.

I don't know if the decoration of the house was taught by Mr. Feng Shui at that time. If so, Mr. Feng Shui either has a grudge against her family or is a hypocritical psychopath.

Who would put a full-length mirror on the right side of the bed and a vanity mirror on the opposite side of the bed?The self in the mirror on the right and the mirror on the opposite made Ling Rusi feel terrified and extremely uncomfortable.

How could she have such a strange dream.

She got up to look for slippers, but couldn't find them for a long time. She remembered the wooden floor after the room was renovated. Her mother didn't allow shoes to come in, so she was barefoot.

So she stepped on the floor with bare feet, ready to go outside to drink some water, but just as her feet hit the ground, she didn't know what sharp object she stepped on, and the pain made her cold sweat run down her back.She squatted on the ground looking for a long time, and found that it was a small stone. Maybe she was lazy last time and didn't want to take off her shoes, so she put them on secretly to bring in the Walkman.

She was twiddling a small stone with her index finger and thumb, and was about to throw it into the trash can, but she stopped suddenly when she stretched out her hand above the trash can, wasn't I dreaming?Why is the pain so real!

She slapped herself violently, shit!I started too hard, and I saw the stars.

"Ring, ring, ring..." The old-fashioned telephone rang sharply, interrupting Ling Rusi's thoughts. She threw away pebbles and searched for her mobile phone all over the bed.

In the past, there was one telephone in the living room and one in the bedroom of her parents. She took a deep breath and opened the door to answer the phone.It was her father who called, telling her to go to grandma's house for dinner at night.

Ling Rusi responded blankly and asked, "Dad, what's the date today?"

"July 7, why don't you go on vacation and get dizzy."

Ling Rusi felt her throat tighten, and she heard her own voice asking, "How many years?"

"Seven years in the old calendar."

Wear... wear... time travel?

Soul wear?

Or time reset?

Hold/grass!

How to do?How to do?

who I am?Where am I?

Will the prince starve to death?I haven't had breakfast yet.

It is now the seventh year of the lunar calendar, that is, 24 years ago, when she graduated from the third year of junior high school, there was no summer homework, and she just played for two months, but her high school entrance examination was a mess, and her parents didn't even bother to beat her up.

It was also the summer vacation that my grandfather left.

Dad said just now that today is July 7th, July 28th in the seventh year of the old calendar, and grandpa is still there!

Ling Rusi recalled Grandpa's phone number in her mind, six digits, beginning with eight, she picked up the phone, and dialed it according to the group of numbers left in her memory.

The heartbeat is like a drum, and it feels like my throat is vibrating with the heartbeat, and my heart seems to blurt out at any time.

When I heard the familiar and unfamiliar, intimate and distant voice on the other end of the phone sounded again after 24 years.Ling Rusi was so choked up that he couldn't organize his words, and wept silently like aphasia.

On the other end, "Hello, who is it?" "Speaking? Hello." He said something, "Why is there no sound?" and hung up the phone.

Ling Rusi squatted down slowly on the spot, wrapped his arms in a circle, bit his lips with his teeth, let the tears flow down his face and into his mouth, and the warm, slightly salty and slightly bitter taste spread on the tip of his tongue.

She thought, don't care about the soul wear, don't care about the time reset.

She is going to see relatives who have gone far away in time and miss her deeply.

Going right now!

When I ran to the yard, I realized that I was wearing children's pajamas and pajamas, with Donald Duck's slippers on my feet.

She was a picky eater since she was a child, and she grew slowly and developed late.I have already graduated from the third grade of junior high school and still look like a primary school student.People often ask her parents, your daughter?What grade is it?

She went back to the bedroom and opened the large closet with two huge full-length mirrors. After searching for a long time, she couldn't find a dress that fit. It was so ugly, it looked like children's clothes.

After thinking for a moment, she went into her parents' bedroom, searched in the big closet for a long time and found her mother's white cotton short sleeves, and barely found her own shorts, which were as green as lotus leaves, and there were circles around the bottom of the trousers. Ruffles.She put it on her body in disgust, and said while putting it on, it's so ugly.

When she was changing her shirt, she looked down at her child-like chest, and said to herself, it was so small, as if she hadn't woken up.

Mom's short sleeves are very big. She stuffed the long part into the turquoise ruffled shorts, loosened the part that was tied in, and then rolled up the cuffs on both sides twice, and simply tied it into a ponytail, barely feeling like she was wearing a ponytail. It is pleasing to the eye.

She suddenly thought that she should have just graduated from primary school by now. Although she was one year older than her, she actually started first grade at the age of eight. Because the province was different, the primary school was one year longer than her.Therefore, there is a big difference in the degree of academic completion of the two people.

If she really went back to 24 years ago, would she still be able to see her again?But she is still too young to find her out of the control of her parents.

But it doesn't matter, she can study hard, fill out the college entrance examination and choose the city where she volunteers.She knows where she went to kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, high school and college.People definitely can't escape.Although she wanted to see her thinking crazy.

Never fall in love with those stupid boys in high school again.

And Li Lei, let's go around.

She no longer wants to waste time and youth because of other people.

Since the first year of high school, she has been obsessed with studying, and she has been losing weight day by day.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that the summer sun is not so hot, and the cry of cicadas is not noisy.

Everything looked so good, so hopeful.

Even if it is a dream, at least it is a dream with expectations.

She walked along the old city in her memory and saw the old bridge in front of her.The sound of the flowing water of the Xianshui River is clear and sweet. There are three bridges built at a distance of one thousand meters on the Xianshui River. The names are simply and crudely called New Bridge, Old Bridge and Old Bridge.

This is the old bridge in front of you, with a history of hundreds of years, the bridge body is all wooden structure, there is a pavilion in the middle of the bridge, and a small earth temple under the pavilion.The incense is not strong, but the incense continues.

Cross the old bridge, and then go down a short alley to see Grandpa's house.Staff quarters of the old post office.

The post office distributes a set of commemorative stamps issued internally to employees every year, and grandpa will give her commemorative stamps and red envelopes together every Chinese New Year.Then the family of four had a simple and warm New Year's Eve dinner.

She loves the meatball and tofu soup cooked by her grandpa. Even though she doesn’t like meat, she can eat several bowls of the meatball soup made by her grandpa. feel.

My mother also tried to make it for her several times, but she couldn't make it taste like grandpa.

After that, she never had it again.

She stood at the door and knocked. The moment the door opened, Ling Rusi saw the grandfather standing at the door and pinched her arm twice. It hurt, it hurt.

Grandpa's face, in memory, has been seen several times in dreams.Clear and distant.

There was always a kind smile on her face, as if she had never seen her grandpa lose his temper.Even when she lost her temper when she was young and said that grandpa was stingy and refused to buy her dolls from the old bridge stalls, grandpa would just smile and pat her on the head.

"Grandfather." Ling Rusi only called out once, but it contained thousands of words.

"Ah Ru is here, do you have dinner? Grandpa made meatball tofu soup today, just in time to eat." Grandpa pulled Ling Rusi in, raised his hand to touch her head, and said, "It seems to have grown a bit taller."

Ling Rusi felt her throat was bitter and sweet.Nose and eyes are sore.She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes fiercely a few times, and said, "I'll call my dad, he doesn't know if I'm here."

Ling Rusi sat there watching his grandpa serve the dishes, rushing in and out, never taking his eyes off for a moment.

She asked, "Grandpa, can I sleep like this tonight?"

This is Grandpa's last night in the world, and tomorrow evening, everyone and things in the world, concerns and nostalgia will no longer have anything to do with him.

She knew that her father would go on a business trip tomorrow, and her mother would go to the surrounding countryside on business, so she lay on the bed at home and watched TV in a daze.When grandpa left, there was no relative by his side.

Back then, she received a call from her grandfather's neighbor, saying that his grandfather had a heart attack, and she helped call 120 to take him to the hospital.On the way to the hospital, she still wants to go to the hospital and ask her grandpa what she wants to eat. She can make it by herself, not much, but she can cook porridge, scrambled eggs, and scrambled tofu.Every time my mother gets sick and loses her appetite, my father cooks porridge, scrambled eggs, and scrambled tofu.

Also, I want to apologize to my grandpa. Before the Dragon Boat Festival, grandpa and grandpa and grandma came to the house for the festival. She didn't know which muscle was wrong and just ignored grandpa.

Then, before reaching the hospital, she was taken to the cemetery by her mother who rushed back in a hurry.

There is no chance to cook the porridge again, and there is no chance to say an apology.

"Grandpa, how are you doing recently? Are you taking any medicine?"

"I have always eaten, and recently I feel that my health is better than before." Grandpa picked out the meatballs in the soup one by one with a spoon and piled them in Ling Rusi's bowl, saying: "Ah Ru, go out with Grandpa after dinner One lap."

Ling Rusi buried her head in her meal, and agreed repeatedly, but her voice sounded hoarse before the meatball in her throat had time to swallow.

Before, she asked her father on the phone if she could not go on a business trip tomorrow?Dad said in a rough voice, that's okay, don't do the work.I asked my mother if I could not go to the countryside, and my mother said no, whoever earns money to support you.

She saw the medicine bottle that grandpa put on the desk, and when she opened it, she found that there was still half a bottle left.

She thought, tomorrow I will call 110 half an hour earlier. There will never be traffic jams in the small town. If I am half an hour earlier, they will no longer be unprepared and delay getting out of the car. Maybe Grandpa can be rescued.

After thinking about it, I felt that there would be hope in this way, so I fell asleep in a daze.

Hearing the sound of the bowl smashing to the ground in the morning, he woke up instantly and bounced off the bed.

She saw her grandpa collapsed at the kitchen door, and hurried to get the medicine bottle from the desk in the living room, but found that the medicine couldn't go in at all. The corner of grandpa's mouth was drooling, his fingers were stiff and bent at abnormal angles, and the cloudy eyes staring at her kept flickering. Tears welled up.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry." Ling Rusi watched as the eyes of the old man in his arms dimmed, turning into ashes, and he closed them slowly, his lower body pants were soaked, and there was a fishy smell.

She had heard about such a situation back then in other people's descriptions, saying that grandpa passed away quickly and did not suffer any pain.Said that grandpa drained the dirt before leaving, and his body was very clean.

Never thought it would be this brutal.

Back then, she resented the late arrival of the ambulance, thinking that if she arrived early, she would definitely be able to save her.

No if.

What should go is still going, even if there is medicine in the medicine bottle, even if she plans to call 110 in advance.

However, the departure time has been advanced from evening to morning. For many fates, no matter how many solutions you set and how much preparation you make, you will not be able to bypass the established ending in the end.

Even if he is rescued this time, he still has to leave in the end.

Then, in the short-term joy of losing and regaining, I once again bear the sorrow of the separation between heaven and man.

It's nice to have a chance to look at it again, to have a chance to say sorry.

After Ling Rusi calmed down, he looked at the clock on the wall, it was ten-thirteen.She moved Grandpa to the bed and lay down.I picked up the phone and called my parents separately. Dad set off at six in the morning and should have arrived in the neighboring city. It took about three hours to get back.Mom is close and can be back within an hour.

After the phone call, she silently changed the dirty clothes for grandpa, called hot water from the bathroom, calmly helped grandpa wipe himself, and put on clean clothes.

She said, "It's great to be here to see you off for the last time."