The old man said

Most of the time, some people leave forever once they leave, and the story should stop here.

But Chu Fang came back, with injuries all over his body. The people from Qingsan Village saw that he went straight to Yao Mu's house with blood on his forehead, fainted at the door, and quickly called Yao Mu out.

He did come back, the groom's clothes were still stained with blood, he ran away on the day of the wedding, wanted to see Yao Mu, wanted to see him, wanted to know if he would cry because of my marriage, in fact the distance Yao Mu has no idea when he will get married.

When he vaguely saw a familiar figure in the crowd, he rushed out suddenly, but he didn't notice the oncoming car, and he didn't even look back from following the figure before he was hit on the ground, And that figure disappeared into the crowd, he turned over with difficulty, looked at the white sky, at that moment he knew his thoughts very clearly.

He wants to see him, whatever the reason, just go see him.

So he fled, on the way to the hospital, he heard many people calling, he heard a person calling, he didn't look back.

Fate likes to play tricks on people.

Chu Fang hurt his head, he couldn't remember things very well, sometimes he even didn't know Yao Mu, and sometimes he remembered very clearly what happened when he was young, pestering Yao Mu to tell him, it was very childish.

"When I was young, I forgot my age, and was pushed to join the army. Hey, how closed the information was at that time, and I was so ignorant about the affairs of the army. I was used to being casual, and I didn't wear the uniform well. Military law, training also rely on my intelligence to fish in troubled waters...

"He was quite resistant, and he dragged his legs to be my observer the next day, and I laughed at him..."

"..."

He doesn't remember Yao Mu anymore, he doesn't remember many things, and he can only tell about the time when he was a soldier intermittently. The doctor said that his head was injured, and memory loss is possible.He really couldn't remember Yao Mu, not on purpose, but at that time, he really didn't remember Yao Mu.

"Why are you crying? You weirdo." Chu Fang patted Yao Mu's head lightly, shook Yao Mu's shoulder for a while, and then ran away bored.He didn't see that Yao Mu's sleeves with his head buried were wet.

Yao Mu also thought about restoring Chu Fang’s memory, and wanted him to remember himself. He knew that Chu Fang would hide in the quilt and cry secretly just like himself. He was standing by the door, and he also knew that Chu Fang would secretly go to I have seen a doctor, because he lost his way at a fork in the road when he came back, and walked towards another intersection of his home. He also told himself that he was becoming more and more forgetful. Yao Mu knew that he was even about to forget his own memory. birthday, own name...

Maybe people can really see the revolving lantern before leaving, review their own life, feel regret and contentment, embarrassment and glory in an instant, is this the last gift from God to a dying person?

He watched Yao Mu grab his hand, watched him rubbing his eyes non-stop, still crying like the same, and couldn't stand any grievances.

He thought of things from too long ago, and a sense of trance and emptiness filled his whole body, only a little feeling from his hand was real.

"I hid your notebook and didn't tell you," he motioned Yao Mu to get closer, he was a little cold, Yao Mu propped up his body and wrapped him in his arms. "Your eyesight is bad, so don't cry... I got your notebook back, I, I... I wrote something, so you promise me, can someone tell you? Those who have heard our story, you... ...you are not allowed to peek...you are alone again, what should you do..."

After Chu Fang left, Yao Mu suddenly became anxious and completely blinded.Everyone wants to tell a story, but no one wants to listen to the story that he can see the flaws at a glance. He waved his hand and left with a few polite words. He didn't make up the story. That person remembers that if he lives for that person, that person's life is his.

The author has something to say:

Destroying the article, I am embarrassed to look at it myself, sorry, I will work hard.cry respect.