Yi Xing

This time, the National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival will be held for eight consecutive days.

Uncle went back to his hometown to visit Tangcheng's grandfather who lives in a nursing home, that is, my grandfather.

When my uncle said that he was going, my aunt didn't respond at all. Tang Cheng just nodded and didn't indicate that he wanted to go back together. The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly dropped to freezing point.

I have never met my mother's elders, or I have no memory of this, so I don't know what kind of person my grandfather was, but judging from their appearance, the relationship between the two generations should be very rigid.

Uncle sighed and said to me, Xiaoxia was going to marry your father back then, but was kicked out of the house by his grandfather in Tangcheng, so you should just pretend that you don’t have this grandfather.

I responded, feeling a little ache in my heart.

It should be a joy to suddenly know that I have relatives alive, but my uncle made me pretend that I don’t have such relatives, and I don’t know if my grandfather knows that he has a grandson.

Tang Cheng told me after the meal, "Grandpa not only drank heavily but also gambled. Grandma was mad at him. He mortgaged my dad's factory to a lending company, which almost caused my family to go bankrupt. My dad transferred the factory to avoid him. Tongcheng."

On the day of Mid-Autumn Festival, my uncle came back with a dark face. When he saw me, he deliberately slowed down his expression, patted me on the back, and asked me to take him to my mother's grave.

The people on the full moon were reunited, inside and outside the monument, the two families got together neatly.

My aunt was thoughtful, cooked some meals at home, prepared wine, and placed them in front of my parents' tombstones.

Uncle wiped both monuments clean with a rag and assured my mother that he would take good care of me.

He is a shrewd businessman who rarely shows weakness, but at this moment, he unabashedly showed a lot of emotions, including longing and helplessness, and I can feel that he is very tired.

During these years of taking care of the family, he lost contact with my mother, and was later contacted by a policeman who took over the responsibility of taking care of me.

I don't dare to speculate how he and my mother depended on each other in a broken family, and I dare not imagine how many illusions have been shattered by my appearance.

No news from me does not mean death. Instead, I am alone with a message of parting.

The cemetery is very quiet, you can hear the sound of the wind.

Late autumn is approaching, and the temperature is going down quietly.

I sighed silently, feeling my ominousness again, but there was a warm touch in my hand.

It was Tang Cheng who pinched my hand.

The warm and slightly cool wind from Tang Cheng's palm collided together, making my nose sore, and I almost shed tears.

I thought my heart had been frozen into a hard stone, and when I was loved, I could still feel wronged.

Around such a warm person, I am afraid I will never be able to become invulnerable.

After dinner, Fu Yixing sent freshly baked meat mooncakes, and Tang Cheng asked him to play games with him.

I felt that I was not in high spirits and didn't want to disturb them. I used the excuse to go to Jinghai Temple to see my dad leave the house.

In fact, I didn't really want to go to the temple. There were few people at night, so I would inevitably be caught by the monks and ask questions.

Just as I bent down to lock the car, Fu Yixing came out of the elevator.

I was a little surprised that Tang Cheng let him go so easily.

Fu Yixing probably saw my doubts and said, "It's not safe at night, Tangcheng asked me to accompany you to the temple."

Originally, I just wanted to go out for a ride by bike, and I didn't necessarily go to the temple to miss my father.

In such a festival, no matter where I am, I will miss him very much.

In order to live up to the kindness of Tang Cheng and Fu Yixing, I rode to Jinghai Temple with him.

The gate was closed at night, so I led him in through the small courtyard where the monks lived behind.

The monk in charge of the Gongde Hall was quite happy to see me, and gave me a lotus lantern, saying that I could put it in the pool after I made my wish, and that my lantern would not be fished up, and I could keep it in the pool for as long as I wanted.

I held the lamp and knelt on the futon in front of my dad.

Coming here is to look at the urn of the police uncle through a layer of glass. I am too familiar with that thing. When the urn is still empty, I hold it in my arms, and the heavy porcelain urn is pressed against my heart. Thinking that the ashes of the policeman's uncle will enter here in a while, I can't wait for a fire to be born in my heart and heat the jar from the outside to the inside.

A person dies and comes out of the incinerator, leaving only a light pile of ashes.

Ashes to dust, dust to dust.

Man is just a speck of dust in the vast universe, but he has to show himself how different he is, and he has to hold himself up in a delicate vessel.

I sometimes think that the only meaning of doing this is to make the missing of relatives not have nothing to rest on.

But, can a small container really bear the bone-chilling yearning?

I think when the police uncle thinks hard, he feels that force is more ferocious than landslides and tsunamis.

When I was in a daze at Grid, Fu Yixing also knelt down.

I was taken aback by his movement.

He should have seen the note pasted on the grid, which wrote the merits of my dad's life.

I didn't want him to kneel with me for too long, so I got up after three kowtows to my dad, and he followed my example and kowtowed three times.

In fact, I don't really understand this kind of rules, so I did it out of imagination, and he followed me to do it, so our behavior is even more meaningless.

After stepping out of the Gongde Hall, I handed the lotus lantern to Fu Yixing.

He still wanted to refuse, but I insisted on letting him take it.

I don't have any wishes. What will happen in my fate is inevitable. I can't control it at all. I have given myself too much expectation after making a wish.

But I told him to bring Tang Cheng's family with me when I make a wish.

He understood what I meant, but asked anyway, "Why didn't you agree yourself?"

I told him that I only have one wish, which is world peace. Anyway, if I can't realize it, it would be a waste of a wish.

Only a few ground lamps were lit in the yard, but the dozens of lotus lamps in the pond looked brighter than those lighting up the lights, and the yellow halos were printed on the bright pink petals.

Fu Yixing's eyes were also very bright, with a soft smile inside, he said, don't you still hope that the Tangcheng family is happy and healthy?

I was too lazy to argue with him and urged him to hurry up.

Fu Yixing lit the lamp, and when the lamp turned on, I suddenly felt that a certain place was also lit up.

He went to the steps, put the lotus flower into the black water, and pushed the lamp into the pool.

He exerted just the right amount of force, and the lotus floated steadily towards the center of the pool, and finally stopped among a group of lights.

I think the monk lied to me, he couldn't tell which one belonged to me, and he would fish up all the flowers in the pond in a few days, but I didn't feel sorry.

This wish was promised by Fu Yi, so it will definitely come true.

After all, he is so perfect.

It is said that the moon on the fifteenth day is sixteen round, but I feel that the yellow moon in the sky is already a perfect circle.