The world is big, full of wonders, and many things we have never heard of or seen.Sometimes, I think: even if we really hear and see those bizarre things, what will happen?I want to break my head, and I can't think of an accurate answer. In Beijing in July, the heat is extremely hot, and the sun can almost melt people.Shi Ning and I stood under the plane tree at the entrance of the hospital, waiting for someone to arrive. The walls of the hospital are not high, and you can see the building of the inpatient department as soon as you look up. I always turn my head from time to time to look at the ward where my grandfather lives. However, the sun is too dazzling to see clearly.However, I believe that at this moment, Grandpa must be feeling as anxious as I am, but the reasons for the two kinds of anxiety are different, one is curiosity, the other is anticipation or some other things are mixed in it.

During the few days I spent with my grandfather, I was immersed in his memories, and my thoughts seemed to travel through time and space, returning to the era that belonged to them, the era of wars.I tried my best to stay with my grandfather for a moment, carefully recording every story and every name in his mouth, lest there be any omissions. Most of those people in my grandfather's mouth have passed away, and very few survived.And this one today is the one I care about the most among the few survivors, and the one I am most curious about. Time is so strange, it always seems extraordinarily long when you are waiting.The scorching sun, projected on this cement and concrete city, steamed up layers of heat waves, and the sweat on his body gradually soaked through his clothes.At this moment, a person appeared behind me. He was Guan Xiu, my grandfather's close friend. I thought he had passed away, but I didn't expect that he was still alive.He walked up to me and patted my shoulder lightly, and said meaningfully: "Mu Yang..."

I smiled and nodded, and called "Grandpa Guan".In fact, in my grandfather's narration, Guan Xiu should be a tall and stern character in my impression. He is calm and rigorous in his work. I almost associate him with Bond.But after a few days of contact, I found that I was wrong.In reality, Guan Xiu is a kind old man. Although he is seventy years old, he has a straight body. This should be related to his military career in his youth.He speaks sonorously, is very talkative, and is very easy to get close to. It is even difficult for me to connect him with those stern heroes. "Grandpa Guan, what kind of person is she?" I finally couldn't help asking curiously. In fact, I have always been very curious about her, what kind of cold and beautiful woman she is, and what secrets does she have? ?

Guan Xiu smiled slightly, took out a cigarette, lit it on his own, took a puff and said, "What do you think? You have also heard a lot about the past few days, so from the perspective of a writer, What kind of person do you think she should be?" I smiled lightly. If I hadn’t met Guan Xiu, I might have blurted out that she must be a magnificent, extraordinary, and proud woman. She must be quite cold in character, but Guan Xiu’s example told me , Many such characters only exist in books and novels, and they are often very different in reality. "It's okay, just say it boldly!" Guan Xiu encouraged me with a smile.

I bit my lip, and said all the words I could think of with determination, and then looked at Guan Xiu as if asking for help, only to see that he seemed to be silent for a while, and then smiled faintly after a long time, But he didn't say a word. I think maybe there is some gap between what I said and her in reality, then both of us fell into a deep silence, Guan Xiu smoked silently, while I stood aside a little nervously, My eyes fell on every passerby who passed by here, and I tried my best to paint the image of that person in my mind, lest I might miss her appearance. This summer in Beijing is really difficult. The air seems to be burning with flames, and it is a burning pain when it falls on my body. At this time, a fire is also ignited in my heart. Waiting, it seems so difficult at this time.About half an hour later, Guan Xiu suddenly dropped the cigarette butt in his hand, walked up to me, and whispered, "She... is here!"

Although Guan Xiu's voice was very soft, I actually trembled suddenly.I looked in the direction of Guan Xiu's finger, and saw not far away, a black Porsche parked opposite, then the door opened, and a woman in her 40s or 50s got out of the car.She was wearing a well-fitting black dress with a pair of high heels on her feet. From a distance, she looked like a mature version of Shi Ning.I turned my head in disbelief, and looked at Guan Xiu for help.Guan Xiu nodded slightly, and said, "She is... Shi Miaomiao!" Guan Xiu's words surprised me. How could the woman in front of me, who should be around seventy years old according to her age, look so young?Obviously, Guan Xiu also saw my doubts, he patted my shoulder lightly and said: "Don't forget, she is a gentleman of water-type insect repellent!"

His words seemed to make me understand something. Yes, there have only been women in the history of water-type insect repellents, and their housekeeping skills are "thousands of appearances".In the previous period of time, although I have imagined countless times what kind of disguise technique is "thousands of appearances", but now I know that it is not as simple as disguise, it should also include special maintenance method. I saw Shi Miaomiao walking towards us, seeing Guan Xiu from a distance, she smiled slightly with the corners of her mouth closed, that smile made people feel very comfortable, then she moved her eyes to me, and looked up and down , as if he understood something, he smiled slightly.

"You're finally here!" Guan Xiu shook hands with Shi Miaomiao and said.Shi Miaomiao smiled lightly and said, "How is he doing now?" I knew that the "he" she was referring to should be my grandfather Pan Jun, so Guan Xiumian shook his head in embarrassment and said, "I'm afraid when The day is running out!" Shi Miaomiao didn't continue talking, but a trace of sadness flashed across her face.She looked at me and said, "Are you Pan Muyang?" "Well, hello..." I really can't think of what to call her, it's not appropriate to call her grandma, nor is it appropriate to call her auntie.She seemed to see my struggle, and said softly, "Just call me Shi Miaomiao!"

I said "oh", but didn't dare to call out. "Then let's go up now!" Guan Xiu said as he led Shi Miaomiao and I towards the ward. I was secretly observing the woman in front of me all the way. According to general aesthetics, Shi Miaomiao in front of me Although Miao is almost seventy, she is still considered a beauty, and what makes me feel different is the unique temperament she exudes.This feeling has never been felt before. When we walked to the door of the ward, Guan Xiu deliberately slowed down, stopped behind Shi Miaomiao, and gently pulled me with his hand, and I stopped knowingly.Shi Miaomiao didn't seem to notice our actions, she still walked forward with unhurried steps, stopped at the door of the ward for a moment, bit her lips lightly, and pushed the door open with trembling fingers.

Guan Xiu and I stood at the door tacitly, not wanting to eavesdrop on what the people inside said.About half an hour later, Shi Miaomiao gently opened the door of the ward, and I saw that the circles of her eyes were red, and she probably cried just now.She waved to the two of us at the door and said, "You two come in too!" In the ward, grandpa was half leaning on the bed, and Guan Xiu and I sat on the sofa opposite the bed, while Shi Miaomiao sat beside grandpa, gently holding his hand with his hand, her cheeks were flushed, she looked very much like a little girl from her first love. girl.At that moment, I felt that sometimes time is nothing at all. People who have been away for more than half a century, no matter how long the parting time is or what proportion it occupies in a person's life, in just half an hour, two people can Cut those times down entirely, or even ignore them.

What they said in that short half hour is unknown to outsiders, and it is difficult for me to understand their feelings.After we sat down, the room fell into a very subtle embarrassment. This embarrassment is not nothing to say, on the contrary, it is the critical point where the water is already full. As long as there is a small crack, then, The accumulated flood will pour out with a force of destruction. Finally, Shi Miaomiao found the tiny gap, she was silent for a moment and said softly: "Pan Jun, how is Yan Yun?" When Yan Yun was mentioned, there was a trace of sadness in Grandpa's eyes, as if a scar in his heart that could not heal for a long time was torn open, and at the same time, Guan Xiu also lowered his head.Grandpa let out a long breath and said: "I have been guarding Yan Yun's body all these years, and I am by her side every day. This can be regarded as our repayment to her!" "Yeah, we owe her too much, too much!" Shi Miaomiao spoke slowly, with a drawn-out voice, and there was something sentimental in her tone. "Grandpa, you said you've been by Yanyun's side all the time, so..." I asked incredulously while rubbing the scar on my wrist. Grandpa nodded lightly: "You guessed right, the female corpse that bit you when you were a child is Ouyang Yanyun!" Grandpa's words made my heart very heavy. In fact, during the previous period of time, when I listened to grandpa and his old friends reminiscing about the past, the person who worried me the most was Ouyang Yanyun.This girl gave me a pure and straightforward feeling. No matter how many people around her betrayed her grandfather, she will always be by her grandfather's side as always.A few days ago, I tried to ask Grandpa: What is Yan Yun in his heart?But after thinking about it for a long time, I finally suffocated this question.Because it doesn't make much sense, maybe for people of their age, survival is already very difficult, and love is a luxury that they dare not expect. "Have you been hiding in that small village for so many years?" Shi Miaomiao continued to ask. Grandpa nodded slightly, and continued: "After we separated, I have been looking for Yan Yun's body, and finally found Yan Yun's body in that village. I was afraid that the health preservation technique would infect others, so I stayed in the village all the time. inside!" "Yan Yun was infected with the health preservation technique?" I asked in surprise. "Yeah!" Grandpa said with a long sigh, "And what she was infected with is not an ordinary health preservation technique, there is no antidote in the world!" "Is there nothing the human grass master can do?" I continued to ask. Grandpa shook his head helplessly, and said: "Hey, he was planning to administer the health preservation technique on me, so the dose was so high that there was no cure for it, but I didn't expect it to be administered to Yan Yun in the end!" "What's going on with all this?" I was really confused, what happened after that? Grandpa looked at me, then at Shi Miaomiao, Shi Miaomiao let out a long breath and said, "Then let me tell the story!" Then for a whole afternoon, the atmosphere in the room was very oppressive. Guan Xiu sat quietly on the sofa smoking a cigarette, bowed his head in silence, while his grandfather leaned on the hospital bed, looking out the window with cloudy eyes.Shi Miaomiao tightly held Grandpa's hand with one hand, while recalling, while telling me about that exciting but regrettable history.