I pulled the grass

Lu Yuanming sat on the high-speed train to Cangzhou and looked out the window.

Pass high-rise buildings, high mountains, dark tunnels, and drive to the place that was once so familiar.

If you ask him about the grievances between the two, after many years, it only takes a few words to sum it up.

The son of a rich family with strong roots fell in love at first sight with his picturesque junior brother, and he sought everything for him, thinking that the two were in love with each other.He broke up with his father because of him, and the two lived together in Cangzhou for ten years.

But in the end it was discovered that it was just a scam, the younger brother was the adopted son of the Wan family, and all he wanted was that the only seedling of his Lu family was damaged and the family made a fool of himself.There is a purpose in approaching him.

If that's all, as soon as the two separated, the junior brother held a wedding.

Hate as much as you love.

Youthful, unforgiving, and never looking back.

The turbulent half of my life was written on paper, but only a few sentences.

The past that once brought bloody remembrance has calmed down in 35 years. Time is the greatest and most ruthless. Occasionally, when I dream back, I forget all the hurts, only the warmth of being together.

If the little girl hadn't come to the door, he might just let the ashes be scattered in Cangzhou, and not go any further before he died.

But no matter what kind of love or hate, it has been weathered by time. I saw a shadow of him in the little girl, and suddenly wanted to see him.It has nothing to do with love or hate, I just want to see him, probably only once in a lifetime.

Lu Yuanming sighed and stroked the cigarette stick in his hand.When the two were in a strong relationship, they said they would live in Cangzhou for the rest of their lives, that person.

After 35 years of not stepping on the road, the road in his memory has changed. Lu Yuanming got out of the car and walked slowly, watching while walking.

Close in front of the eyes, but emotionally timid.

Lu Yuanming stared at the abrupt courtyard, surrounded by tall buildings, only it was still there, as always.

He knows he's here.

In the twilight, a child chattered past, and Lu Yuanming knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" The voice is old, the tone has not changed, and the last note bends a little bit, stroking his heart through the river of time.

The door opened, and they met each other.

The man held a cat in his arms, let go with a bang, and the cat jumped to the ground with a plop, seemingly unexpectedly being let go.

His eyes are still like spring water.

He had imagined how to see him countless times, but he never thought it would be like this.At this moment, he only felt calm and happy in his heart, as if the years and barriers never existed, he smiled and said, "Chestnut." Naturally.

Wan Jili also laughed, narrowing his pretty eyes slightly: "Brother Ming."

Then he turned around and said, "Close the door." Then he walked forward, sure that he would follow.

Later, Wan Jili went to the Lu family's old house, drank tea with Lu Yuanming, and went out to play chess.

One day Lu Wange and Lu Wanzong said: "I think grandpa and the others are really romantic and infatuated, you are so weak."

"Ok?"

"Look, grandpa adopted both of us, and the names are actually the surname of the second grandpa, Lu Wange, Lu Wanzong, Lu Hewan, tsk, I'm afraid others don't know. There is also the second grandpa, who can't come out in 30 years Cangzhou, if grandpa doesn't go, does he plan to stay there forever? What do you think these two people are planning? They are still thinking about each other, even if they are separated, they know each other's thoughts. Why can they last for so many years? Don't care about each other?"

Lu Wanzong hugged him and said in a low voice: "There is no reason for emotional matters."

Some relationships are like that, separation is what it is.

It's not stalemate, it's not unforgivable, it's not that you don't love, it's just that after a long time, just let it go.

"Then why did grandpa go to look for him again?" Lu Wange asked while leaning into his arms.

Lu Wanzong murmured: "Opportunity." Afraid that he would ask again, he said, "There is no reason for emotional matters."

"Okay, but I don't think they should be separated, how good they are now." He laughed and said, "Tell me, does the second grandpa not know the meme 'Xiao Ming', otherwise why did he name his cat that? ? Shall I find a few jokes for him to read?"

"Naughty." Lu Wanzong said as he swept the man to his side, hugged him and kissed him.

Years later, the two adopted a child.

Lu Wange flipped through the dictionary to look for the name, one was not suitable and the other was not suitable.

The next day Lu Wanzong handed over the household registration book, and the name of the child was written: Lu Gezhi.