[Rebirth] A long stream of water

Parents' funeral is on Saturday.

There is always a lot of rain in spring, but the rain that day seemed to be endless, from the first midnight to the next afternoon.

All the relatives of the Xiao family came, looked at the two thin children standing at the front, and sighed regretfully, only the aunt and uncle's family looked unhappy, still angry about what happened before, Xiao Ning hit him with one hand Holding an umbrella with Xiao Yu in the other hand, he watched the ashes of his parents being buried calmly. With warm smiles, the continuous rain poured down from the top of their heads, washing the happy and moving smiles on their faces.

Xiao Yu held his brother's hand tightly, and asked softly, "Brother, will my parents never come back?" In his 14 years of life, it was the first time in his [-] years of life that he discovered that his parents were absent, and the period of absence was still forever. Xiao Yu didn't know how he felt, he just felt that there was an empty space somewhere, it wasn't too big, but it hurt a lot.

Xiao Ning held his hand instead, smiled, his voice was muffled by the rain curtain: "It's okay, with me here, no one will ever dare to bully you."

Xiao Yu leaned over and snuggled into his brother's arms, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes silently, and fell into the hard stone slabs under his feet. Green grass grew in the gaps between the stone slabs, even in such a narrow gap. They still grow very luxuriantly, Xiao Yu thought, there must be many tears on their bodies that miss their loved ones.

They met Jin Feng at the exit of the cemetery.

That was also the first time they met Jin Feng, Jin Feng was wearing a black suit, his young body not much older than them could already see the shadow of Wei An, Jin Feng was smiling, his smile was as charming and beautiful as the petals of a sunflower, Xiao Ning looked at That clean smile was in a trance, this almost pure cleanliness was probably what attracted him the most at the beginning, Xiao Ning glanced at him from afar, as if it had been a lifetime ago.

Xiao Yu yelled out, and said to him: "Brother, that's Jin Feng from our school, one grade older than us, the president of the student union, and all-rounder."

Xiao Ning nodded, no emotion could be seen on his face.

In fact, when he met Jin Feng again, he could no longer have any emotions. Xiao Yu liked Jin Feng, and Xiao Ning couldn't imagine such deep feelings until now. Therefore, in this life, no matter who Jin Feng's heart is toward, He will never step in again, and will not let the tragedy repeat itself.

The two brothers returned to the quiet home, it was still raining outside, and the building became blurred under the rain curtain, as if covered by a layer of veil, obviously close at hand but so far away.

Xiao Ning stood in front of the window, picked up the cigarette left by his father on the cabinet, lit it, and took a puff by putting it to his lips.

The smog was as hazy as the morning mist, dense and lonely, and his eyes were also smoked deep and lonely by the hazy mist, like the deepest seabed, with no end in sight.

When Xiao Yu came out of the room, he saw that his always obedient and sensible brother was smoking a cigarette. He couldn't help being startled, and hurried over to smoke the cigarette from his brother's hand, threw it on the floor and stomped his feet hard. It was urgent anxiety, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Did you forget? Dad forbids us to smoke."

Xiao Ning came back to his senses, pulled him into his arms, stretched out his hand to stroke his soft heart, "Xiao Yu, my parents are gone, we will only have each other from now on, you have to remember, I am you Brother, no matter what you have to tell me, don't hide it in your heart, you understand?"

Xiao Yu nodded muffledly in his brother's arms, his voice was a little heavy through the material, "Brother, are you sad?"

Xiao Ning smiled, "A little bit."

"But I'm very sad, I'm scared," Xiao Ning felt his clothes being grasped even tighter, and heard Xiao Yu's voice continue, "From now on, we will have children without parents, and no one will come to the parent meeting. No one will be happy for us when we get the first grade, maybe, we will live in relatives’ homes and be raised by them in the near future, but brother, I don’t want to, auntie and the others will become very strange and scary.”

Xiao Ning patted his stiff back, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, we have my brother here, we won't live with relatives, our parents are watching us from the sky, so we are not alone."

Xiao Yu nodded heavily, "Brother, we must be strong."

"Yes, we must be strong."

He may have been strong in his previous life, but Xiao Yu was not included in this strength. At that time, he hated this younger brother, so he didn't feel that Xiao Yu was his responsibility at all. However, it is different now. He and Xiao Yu are bound together. Together, only when Xiao Yu is happy can he be satisfied.

After the funeral, Xiao Ning went to his great-grandmother's house by car.

Since her grandfather passed away, her great-grandmother lived alone in their original old house. No matter how much her parents asked her to move in with them, she refused to live with them. The great-grandmother’s home is in an old community in the east of Anning , It’s not all about the community, it’s actually a whole hutong, every hutong criss-crossing, if Xiao Ning didn’t often run here in the past, he would definitely have lost his way long ago.

Xiao Ning was standing in front of the courtyard where his great-grandmother lived. The red paint on the gate had been old for some time. At this time, the paint had peeled off badly, revealing the brown door panel behind, which was mottled everywhere.

There was no one in the yard, and my great-grandmother was probably taking a nap.

Xiao Ning stood at the door and looked up at the locust tree in the center of the yard. It was spring, and the locust tree was covered with lush and crisp leaves, and it was swaying in the wind. There were many flowers and plants in the corner of the wall, all of which were great-grandmothers. Those who have nothing to do to plant, said that they planted in the yard and looked happy. Like her mother, she is a woman who loves flowers.

The great-grandmother only gave birth to one child, Xiao Ning's grandfather, but in the end, the white-haired man gave away the black-haired man. The son and daughter-in-law died, and her husband was gone, leaving only this lonely old woman alive. Something to pass the time, the days are really sad. In the past, my parents always brought him and Xiao Yu to see her, and my great-grandmother would hold his and Xiao Yu's hands, smiling until her eyes narrowed.

"Is Xiao Ning here?" A voice inside the room broke the silence, Xiao Ning turned his gaze away, and saw the old lady standing at the door of the main house of the courtyard, smiling at him warmly.

Xiao Ning walked over and held her withered hand, "Grandma, it's me, I'll come to see you."

"Where's Xiaoyu? Where's your parents?" The old lady held her great-grandson's hand tightly, and the expression on her face was faintly blurred like the years.

Xiao Ning helped her to sit on the recliner in the courtyard, not knowing how to speak.

The old lady seemed to have waited for a long time without getting a response, so she said to herself: "This person is getting old, and he always has weird dreams. He didn't sleep all night last night and dreamed about you. Parents are gone just like your grandparents, and after a while, it seemed that we saw two new tombs next to the main grave of our Xiao family, and after a while, it was you and Xiaoyu stealing sweets in the kitchen again..."

Xiao Ning listened quietly, holding the old lady's hand with vain force, and said in a calm voice: "Great-grandmother, parents are gone, there was a car accident."

The originally quiet air instantly turned into dead silence, and the old lady's hands suddenly trembled violently. Xiao Ning looked up and saw clear tears falling from those increasingly cloudy eyes, one by one, like broken water. Halter, can't stop no matter what.

There are many tears in a person's life, what Xiao Ning saw the most were the tears of despair shed by those who were on the verge of death, he always looked at them coldly, only the tears of relatives were rare and common, but they were the most likely to burn his heart .