Chapter 10 A few years later Shanghai Pudong International Airport

"Dad, let's go." Xiao Yu elongated her face unhappily. Jianhao smiled: "Wait a little longer, they will be here soon." Xiao Yu continued to pout. At this time, a fashionable middle-aged woman came out from the exit with a little boy who was about the same age as Xiao Yu. "Sorry, the plane was delayed for more than an hour." Jian Ying was sweating profusely. "It's okay." Jianhao took her suitcase casually. "Recently, planes are often delayed. This month, including you and I, I have picked up planes five times, so I'm almost used to it."

Jian Ying pushed the little boy beside him: "Leilei, say hello to uncle and cousin." "Hi!" The boy greeted Xiao Yu with his hand. Xiao Yu turned her face away angrily. The boy turned a corner, walked up to Xiao Yu, and asked seriously, "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood today?" "I hate people who are late." She raised her eyebrows. The boy scratched his head and scratched his head for a while, then widened his eyes and pointed at Xiao Yu's brow. "Oh!" "What's wrong?" Xiao Yu foolishly touched his face. The boy flicked her brow lightly with his middle finger, and the two stubborn little eyebrows immediately relaxed.

"what are you doing!" "Girls can't raise their eyebrows casually, they will get wrinkles." "Really?" Xiao Yu was dubious. "Also, girls can't be cruel to cute boys, you want KIND, KIND, do you understand?" Xiao Yu shook her head. "I'll teach you this next time." The boy raised his neck proudly. Xiao Yu started to like him. "What's your name?" "My name is Xia Lei, Xia in summer, Lei in thunder, how about you?" "My name is Zhong Yu, the clock of the alarm clock, the rain of the rain."

Xia Lei stretched out his hand again: "Can we go now?" Xiao Yu happily handed him his hand, and the two of them walked forward bouncingly. "He looks more and more like Xia Chui." Jianhao looked at Xia Lei's back, feeling hard to calm down. "The same goes for Xiaoyu. When she grows up, she must be more beautiful than Xiaomi." "These two children are not like us at all, don't you feel sorry?" Jianhao couldn't help asking her. "Seeing them is equivalent to seeing Xia Chui and Xiaomi. Isn't it a kind of happiness?" Jianying's words made Jianhao feel a long-lost warmth in his heart.

"You really decided to keep Xia Chui here?" Jian Ying opened the travel bag, took out the urn, and held it in her hands again. She rubbed it reluctantly for a moment, and replied softly: "Only in this way can they be together forever, isn't it?" Xiaoyu folded the letter to Xiaomi into a triangle and wrapped it in a waterproof plastic bag. She didn't want Jianhao to burn them, she said, so that her mother would not know what she was going to say. "With uncle to accompany, mother will not be lonely, right?" Jianhao nodded, picked up Xiaoyu, and kissed her.

The four of them stood silently in front of Xia Chui and Xiaomi's graves, reminiscing about the good old days. "I want to see the two cherry blossom trees mentioned in Xiaomi's diary." Walking out of the cemetery, Jianying said to Jianhao seriously. Jianhao looked down at his watch: "I have a meeting at five o'clock, and there is one hour left. It's not far away. I'll take you there." "A strange tree with the same root." Jian Ying stretched out her hand to stroke the still strong branches, and sighed in surprise. "That's right. Back then, bicycles were crowded under these two trees. Xia Chui didn't discover this secret until the day before he left Shanghai."

They sat on the ground, the sun shining brightly through the branches on the fertile soil. Xia Lei and Xiao Yu ran happily under the tree. "Do you miss her?" Jian Ying asked. "I really want to, because the days with her are very happy." "But I know that one day I will lose her." "The fate of Xia Chui and Xiaomi is like these two trees, they are destined to be closely linked. Without Xia Chui, Xiaomi is withering every day. It's not conscious, she doesn't want to be like this." "Xiaomi has always been healthy. The doctor said that her anorexia was mostly caused by mental pressure. Later, she gradually realized that she was going to die unconsciously, but it was too late."

"However, until now, I still cannot accept Xia Chui's death." Jianhao closed his eyes heavily, recalling the seventeen-year-old Xia Chui galloping on the runway in his mind. "I don't understand why he would do this. After Xiaomi left, I moved and didn't have any contact with you. I thought he would never know about Xiaomi." "In the second year after Xiaomi's death, her last book was republished in the United States. Xia Chui got the news from the newspaper. On that day, he locked himself in his study and did not come out for three days and three nights. At that time, I I had a premonition that something bad was going to happen, but I didn't expect..."

"He left just like that suddenly. At that time, I really didn't know how to comfort you. You have been much stronger than me these years." Jian Ying shook her head slightly. "You and I both know who Xia Chui loves most in life, but I still married him. You know, what moved me to give him my life's happiness?" Jianhao shook his head. "It's what he said when he proposed. He said, Jian Ying, I will give you happiness, as long as I'm still alive." "He really did it. The days of living with Xia Bui were indeed the happiest and happiest time in my life. If Xiaomi hadn't left, I believe that this kind of happiness would last forever."

"You are right, their lives are destined to be linked together, and even death cannot separate them. Therefore, knowing that Xiaomi passed away, I am more afraid than anyone else, because I know that once she is gone, my happiness will also be destroyed." And then it fell apart.” Jian Ying couldn't help looking up at the lush branches and leaves, as if she was looking forward to the moment when the flowers bloomed. "After Xia Chui passed away, for a long time, I felt that I could no longer get close to him. But now, when I sit under the cherry blossom tree full of all the affection of Xiaomi, I can suddenly feel his heartbeat again. "

Jianhao couldn't help himself, and raised his head to look for Xiaomi's former figure. "I don't understand why he chose to go to sea?" "The sea is too far away from the place where Xiaomi sleeps, isn't he afraid that she will be lonely because of it?" "I think maybe what he wants is freedom." "Freedom to be exiled." Jian Ying is not sure whether Xia Chui threw herself into the sea for liberation or for freedom, but his footprints on the beach are so clear and solid, one step at a time, one step at a time... "There will always be some secrets between them that we can't solve. It's like, I still don't understand why Xiaomi didn't tell him the truth when they met for the last time, but just repeatedly said sorry to him. .” Jianhao pondered silently and didn't tell her the answer. At dusk, Jianhao and Jianying left the campus with the sleeping Xiaoyu and Xia Lei on their backs.By chance, I saw an elderly gardener standing in the grass with a bamboo broom, looking into the distance and muttering to himself. Jianhao couldn't help but stepped forward, and asked with a smile: "Old man, what are you looking at?" "It's a strange thing, it's a really strange thing, those two cherry blossom trees haven't bloomed for almost twenty years, and they bloom like this in the blink of an eye, it's simply too strange." They looked back suddenly. Sure enough, not far away, the trees were full of cherry blossoms, in full swing. At this time, Jian Ying suddenly understood. Back then, Xiaomi’s sorry words were, in fact, a very complete sentence. She said to Xia Chui tirelessly over and over again: Sorry, actually, I love you very much. (Finish) A draft on 02.11.15 The second draft on 02.11.20 Three drafts on 03.01.08 Revised again on 03.6.3