Goddess please don't flirt

During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot. City S is not a rainy city. It is still raining in April.The fine rain like a cow's hair enveloped the entire city of S, and the weather that had just warmed up also turned cold again due to the continuous drizzle, but it no longer had the biting chill of the north wind in the middle of winter.

On the day of Qingming, He Moqian wore a solemn black suit, and took Shen Siwei to a cemetery in the outer suburbs to sweep the grave.In fact, she didn't know exactly where Liu Rui was buried. According to the information in her memory, she searched nearby for a long time before finding Liu Rui's tombstone in a remote corner with a dark side.

Her cemetery has been left unattended all year round. There are gaps in the cement and lime mound, and weeds stubbornly come out of the cracks. They are green and swaying with the spring rain, looking alive.

The tombstone was drenched by rain, and the photo pasted on the tombstone had been exposed to the sun and rain for many years, and the image had long been blurred. Shen Siwei had been identifying the tombstone for a long time, facing the photo that couldn't even find her nose and mouth, I really can't imagine my mother's face.

Holding a black umbrella, He Moqian handed the flowers in his arms to Shen Siwei, "Weiwei, send your mother a bouquet of flowers."

Different from the fresh and elegant chrysanthemums that are common in tomb sweeping, the bouquet that He Moqian bought was blue in color, and glittering sequins were sprinkled on the flowers by a cunning vendor. Used to pay homage to the deceased.

Shen Siwei obediently placed the bouquet in front of Liu Rui's monument, "Mom, Aunt Qian brought me to see you."

Without waiting for He Moqian's order, Shen Siwei knelt on her knees in the water, and firmly kowtowed three times to the photo that was about to fade into white, "Mom, Weiwei has grown up, you have to take care of yourself down here." Don't worry about Weiwei." She grew up with her aunt's parents and never saw what her mother looked like. Looking at such a picture, she couldn't make up her mind, but she kowtowed and knelt in front of her grave, The eye sockets were slightly hot, and there was dampness on his face, and he didn't know whether it was tears or the rain that slapped on his face with the wind.

He Moqian put away his umbrella, knelt down in front of Liu Rui's grave and kowtowed, his forehead hit the concrete floor with a muffled sound, and when he lifted it up again, the red blood on his forehead was mixed with some weeds and sand, but he didn't care at all.

"Sister Arui, I'm sorry, I failed to take good care of Weiwei growing up for you, and caused her to suffer so much." He Moqian put his hands on Weiwei's shoulders, "But don't worry, I will definitely do it in the future. Go with Weiwei, and don't let her be wronged."

She led Shen Siwei to stand up, looked at the blue enchantress, and smiled slightly: "I wanted to buy a bouquet of chrysanthemums for the occasion, but think about it, Sister Arui, you said that you like blue roses the most, come on." Of course you want to buy what you like, and you don't care about the occasion, so don't blame it."

When He Moqian was unable to move in the hospital bed that year, it was only thanks to Liu Rui's care that he survived. When He Moqian woke up after the operation, the first person he saw when he opened his eyes was Liu Rui, who had a round face The chubby woman always has a smile on her face. When she smiles, her eyes are narrowed into a line, and a few fine wrinkles extend to the corners of her eyes, her face is kind and kind.

He Moqian and Liu Rui had been in contact for only three months, and there were not many things to talk about at the beginning. He Moqian passively refused the outside world. Most of the time, Liu Rui talked to himself, talking about today's meals, saying The patients she had taken care of before told some inspirational stories, and they babbled endlessly, He Moqian's ears were almost callused.

But she is good at taking care of people. In the hottest summer, He Moqian lay in bed for three months without a single sore on her back.

Liu Rui's education level is not high, so she had nothing to say later, so she talked about her own affairs, about her daughter, the joy of her first pregnancy, and the tiger shoe woolen hat she made for her daughter, "It's so beautiful, I will talk about it tomorrow Bring it for you to see."

She is a little woman with little knowledge, with a little thought of showing off, she really brought it the next day, and handed it to He Moqian as if offering a treasure. Her mother also prepared these little things for her when she was a child.

"Your daughter must look good in it."

Liu Rui's eyes darkened, and she bent over He Moqian's bedside for a long time before withdrawing her raised hand tremblingly, "It's a pity that she can't wear it anymore."

"I'm sorry for her, let her lose her mother when she was born."

He Moqian didn't understand what Liu Rui meant.

Later she found out that Liu Rui's husband drove a big truck. On the day Liu Rui gave birth, her man drove her to the hospital. In the middle of the night, when the lights were dark and the sky was pouring rain, a car ran a red light. The car was in a car accident, he protected Liu Rui, and he never woke up again.

"The day before the accident, we were watching TV, and the male lead in the TV gave a bunch of blue roses to the female lead. Know how to save money to buy clothes for the baby."

When Liu Rui told this story, she pulled a thickly braided red rope from her neck, and wore a platinum ring on the rope, "My man gave it to me, and I secretly hung it around my neck before I slipped it out." They were not searched by them."

The "they" in her mouth are her man's parents and brothers. They said that she was the broom star who killed their relatives, and they drove her out. Although they were in the same city, Liu Rui never hugged her again. daughter.

He Moqian was filled with righteous indignation, "Why didn't you call the police?"

"They are right." Liu Ruizhen put away the ring seriously, "I killed my man, and I caused Weiwei to lose her father when she was born."

So Liu Rui worked hard to make money and sent all the money she earned to her husband's family. She only hoped that her daughter would have enough food and clothing to grow up well.Liu Rui is ignorant and uneducated. She is a ten to ten little girl. Everyone says it's her fault. She talks too much, and she even thinks it's her fault.

If this kind of thing happened earlier, He Moqian would definitely help her get justice, but she couldn't protect herself, so she could only mourn her misfortune and be angry with her.

In this way, Liu Rui and He Moqian became friends, but she still babbled and took care of He Moqian as an ignorant child. He Moqian knew that she just missed her own daughter by this.

He Moqian also said some intimate words to Liu Rui, concealing his gender, talking about the person she loves, the chatterbox gradually opened up, and He Moqian suspected that he also had the problem of Liu Rui's nagging.

Liu Rui never asked He Moqian why her lover didn't come to visit her, and He Moqian automatically ignored it.

When you really love someone, you only remember her good and her bad, and you can find thousands of reasons to explain it to him.

One day, Liu Rui fell straight in front of her, and was hurriedly sent to the operating room. When she came out, she had only one breath left. Only then did He Moqian know that this woman had advanced breast cancer.

Liu Rui knew that she had such a disease for a long time. She had no desire to survive, so she saved a lot of money for her daughter, and she just wanted to go to Jiuquan to accompany her husband.

"Mo Qian, tell Weiwei for me, tell her that mother loves her, but mother can't watch her grow up, mother is a sinner."

He Moqian was almost recovered at that time, sitting beside Liu Rui's hospital bed, holding two pairs of bony hands together, "Sister A Rui, I will definitely take good care of Weiwei for you."

Who would have thought that this sentence would become an empty promise, she went in right after her injury recovered, and she has been gone for so many years.

He Moqian stood in front of the tombstone for a long time, until Shen Siwei's stomach gurgled, and He Moqian came back from the memories.

Shen Siwei clutched her stomach in embarrassment, He Moqian said with a smile: "Hungry?"

The filth on her forehead was still there, Shen Siwei raised her hand to wipe it off, shook her head and said: "I'm not hungry, Aunt Qian, I want to spend more time with my mother."

Shen Siwei grew taller and gained a little weight beside He Moqian, her thin face gradually rounded out, very much like her mother who had passed away many years ago.

He Moqian looked around, the grave sweepers started to leave, she also pushed Shen Siwei's back to take her back the way she came from, "Your mother can't run away here, just come here often in the future, let's go, Go eat first."

On the way back, He Moqian only heard someone calling her name. She searched around and found a person standing not far away. She couldn't see his appearance clearly due to the misty rain. She led Shen Siwei forward. It turned out to be Zhuang Jie. .

"Are you here to sweep the grave too?" He Moqian was surprised.

"Yes, look at my father." Zhuang Jie turned to Shen Siwei beside He Moqian, "Who is this little girl?"

"Oh, she's my daughter." He Moqian said, "Weiwei, this is Aunt Zhuang."

"Hello, Aunt Zhuang." Shen Siwei raised her face and smiled sweetly.

"Weiwei is fine too." Zhuang Jie praised Shen Siwei a few words, and then asked He Moqian, "Are you here to visit..."

Liu Rui's story is complicated to tell, He Moqian just said: "Look at an old friend."

She said again: "It turns out that Uncle Zhuang also..."

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature." Zhuang Jie said indifferently, "You haven't eaten yet, have you? Just go together, I'm leaving too."

"No need." He Moqian refused, "I'll take Weiwei back to school later, it's not on my way."

"It's okay, just send Weiwei back after dinner, it won't waste much time. Besides, we haven't seen each other for so many years and haven't had a good chat." Zhuang Jie lowered her voice, "Mo Qian, I want to chat with you for ten years. Years ago."

He Moqian stared at her face and thought for a while, then agreed, "Okay, then thank you old classmate first."

It turned out that so many people were interested in what happened back then.