The next morning, Zonggu lying on the hotel bed woke up early.
In order not to be influenced by Chaoyang, he completely attracted the curtains of the floor -to -ceiling window before going to bed, but the time to wake up naturally was earlier than yesterday.
"Because I am going to see them today ..."
Looking at the ceiling for a while, Zonggu couldn't get other conclusions.
Falling towards the fogling beside, keeping the habit of the past, not inch.
Pull the quilt to her chest, Zonggu sat up, and got out of bed from the other side.
The Tanabata Festival has ended, and the decoration of various paper flowers, color balls and green bamboo festivals on the street has not been completely removed. The long ribbon falls down and retain the passing pedestrians.
Even if you are reluctant, not many people are willing to stay.
Standing next to the window and looking back, Zonggu turned his head and looked at the fog bell sitting.
"Bell wakes up."
"Um."
"Then get up. After breakfast, let's go to the cemetery together."
"Um."
When she was dressed in her in the past, Zonggu saw that the phone on the bed was flashing.
When I picked up, Hongzi sent him a message at more than two o'clock last night, and he had been sleeping deeply at that time.
Hongzi: What is Qian? What do you say to Zong Gu?
"..."
Zong Gu couldn't help sighing, hoping that time could flow back a few seconds, and it would be good to return to himself before seeing this news.
He didn't want to be troubled by this matter when he went to the grave.
"Did she know too."
After looking at the news, Chao Ling looked at him again. Last night, she already knew the abnormalities of Tong Ye Qian.
"Tong Ye probably said to her." Zonggu said.
She didn't think it was big at all, but instead instigated, "Ask her what to do, choose you or choose her."
"..."
Zonggu left the phone and mentioned the thin cloth between her calfs, and pulled it to the leg of the leg to release.
Stand up in the bed in the fog bell and adjust it yourself.
"You are escaping."
Zonggu picked up another underwear, "I don't want myself to get up, and I have to face this kind of thing before I have eaten breakfast."
She put on his shoulder, "You are escaping."
"Yes ... I'm just escaping. Let me go back."
"Just you."
"This kind of thing can only be said clearly when face -to -face, isn't it?"
"Um."
"This is also to better solve the problem ..."
"Just escape."
"All right."
After holding for a while, she released her hand, and he continued to wear clothes for her.
Staring at his face for a while, he suddenly bowed his head towards the fog bell, kissed on his forehead.
Zonggu just looked at her, put the shirt up, and then tied the buttons.
"Is it a couple today?"
"Um."
Dress, the two went downstairs to eat breakfast, and then set off to sweep the grave. There are several places to go today.
The weather was fine, and it was not until the hot. Zonggu pulled towards the fog bell on the tram and returned to the place where he lived many years ago.
"It's so soon ... I always thought it was a far place here."
After walking out of the station, Zonggu looked around for a while, looking at the familiar and strange area in front of him.
The earthquake and the monstrous tsunami seem to be yesterday, and the new city has been rebuilt on the ruins.
"Every time I return here, I feel different from the time when I came back last time."
"Um."
"Ten years have passed since the great earthquake. I heard from Teacher Dansheng that those who fled their homes for refuge now seem to be gradually returning here."
Chao Wu Ling nodded again.
Taking a deep breath, Zonggu finished his memories, took her hand, "Let's go, let's go to the flower shop first."
"good."
Following the route in his memory, Zonggu successfully found the flower shop he used to frequent, and the cemetery was not too far away.
"Fortunately, this place is still in business."
The two of them walked over and saw all kinds of flowers in baskets or small pots. They were colorful and filled the shop and outside. They were fresh and beautiful.
The sun is bright and the flowers are full, which is the freshest time.
“Welcome.”
There were two people busy in the store. When a customer came to the door, one of the clerks came over and said, "Hello, what flowers do you need?"
Zonggu lowered his head and glanced among the flowers, and first selected a few bunches of white and yellow summer chrysanthemums.
"This, and this... take two more branches."
"Okay." The clerk picked up the flower branches, "Are these enough?"
He paused for a while, then pointed to a cluster of red chrysanthemums next to him, "Let's get two of these too."
"OK."
The clerk picked two branches, while Soya watched from the side. He also walked into the flowers, picked a few branches, and handed them to him.
"That's all."
"Okay, please wait."
The clerk took the flowers to pack, and Sogu followed him, preparing to pay.
"Mom likes red flowers."
"Yes." Chaogiri Ling held his hand.
After paying the money and taking the bag containing a large bunch of chrysanthemums, the two left the flower shop and walked to the cemetery.
"I remember it was this way."
"Um."
After walking for a while, the two stopped at the traffic light at the intersection.
Zonggu held the flowers in one hand and held Chaogiri Suzu in the other hand. He looked at the hillside in front of him and asked, "Are you tired?"
"fine."
This was not the first time she had come here. She had accompanied him several times before when he was still in the children's welfare home.
"I used to take my uncle's car here... I didn't realize it took so long to walk from the flower shop to the cemetery."
"Um."
Zong Gu almost never came alone.
Every year on his parents' memorial day, a relative in the family would come to pick him up at the station. After sweeping the grave together, they would basically take him home for a meal, then send him to the station, or drive him directly back to the orphanage.
The red light turned green, the two of them crossed the road and continued forward.
The cemetery is halfway up the mountain. Soya and Asagiri Suzu climbed up the stairs for the first time, but they were not too tired. When they arrived at the parking lot, the cemetery was right in front of them.
Stopping at the top of the stairs, Soya looked at the cemetery above and straightened up.
"There's no one here today."
Chao Wuling took half a step behind, holding his arm, slightly out of breath, "Today is just an ordinary day..."
"That's right."
In the past, when he came here, the cemetery would be full of people who came to visit their graves on the same day - many people's funerals fell on the same day.
“It feels a little deserted.”
"The cemetery is not a busy place either."
Zonggu smiled briefly, let her take the flowers, and went aside to get the tools for cleaning the tombstone.
Hua Hua——
He took a small bucket of water under the faucet. He held the bucket and Chaogiri Suzu held the flowers. The two of them walked through the tombstones and quickly found the Soya family's cemetery.
"Father, mother, long time no see."
Zonggu said hello and then fell silent.
Chao Wu Ling looked at him next to him, and looked at the tombstone again.
After standing for a while, Zonggu ended a long breath, then cleaned the rag, and began to wipe the dust from the tombstone.
Squat down the fog bell, and sort the big chrysanthemums I bought before. A few branches are a bouquet, inserted in front of the tombstone.
From top to bottom, the text of the front of the tombstone [Tomb of Zonggu Family], Zonggu bent down again, rubbing the rag in the barrel.
"In the past two years, uncle, they should also come to worship."
"Um."
Wort the water, he raised his head and looked at the surname on the tombstone.
"Just don't know when worshiping, did they count me in ... oh, I don’t want to be the missing person now."
I didn't speak towards the fogen bell, and continued to place chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone.
Wipe the front, wipe the side and back, and wipe off the dust. The marble tombstone under the sun is as bright as new, reflecting the blue sky in the distance.
After receiving the last bunch of chrysanthemums she handed in, Zonggu also kneeling down in front of the tombstone.
"It's so beautiful." He looked at the red and white flowers in his hands, and lowered his head and smelled it.
"Um."
Put the chrysanthemum in the middle of the place where the fog bell special, he adjusted slightly.
"Mom should like it too."
She nodded.
I haven't come to visit their parents for a long time. Zong Gu feels that he should have to explain his whereabouts.
"In the past two years, I accidentally fell into Huangquan. When I came out again, people had already come to Kondi. I was collected by a very cute girl, and I lived there ..."
And, future plans.
"... There are all kinds of friends and elders support, I live well there, and now I can rely on my own life. I want to stay there. So ... I can’t come back often in the future
. ""
When his parents were killed, Zonggu was only seven years old. He had not got the expectations other than "being a good child" from his parents. Now the yin and yang are separated, and they can no longer know whether they are satisfied with his choice.
"For institutions, although occasionally dangerous, most of the time can be turned into danger, but it can save a lot of people ... It should be said that there is no job that is more suitable for me than this. No one else can do it than me to do it than me.
Better. "
"Of course, I am also going to school, and the school is next to Lake Biwa. It is very beautiful and quiet. Then, I also know many girls."
Chao Wu Ling glanced at him, and then he held his hand by him.
"This is the bell I have been here a few times before, and now my family is also my family."
"There are three other girls." Zonggu paused and honestly revealed his heart. "Although it is greedy, I want them to be my family." Use my own way. "
"..."
Zhaotu Ling glanced at him again, and he didn't say anything.
"Well ability or morality, they each have different requirements and expectations of 'Zonggu Fangming', I don't want to let them down ..." Zonggu suddenly sighed, "People are best at finding reasons for their own actions to find reasons for their actions
I really are no exception. "
"I want to get all of them, and one does not want to lose -this is my real idea."
Chao Wu Ling was finally determined. He said to the late parents, and at the same time, he also said to her and him.
Perhaps the influence of Tong Ye, who was faintly awakened, he began to face his desire honestly.
Although it seems at present, he still holds the most conservative attitude.
Conservative means that he believes in himself more, and still does not want her to intervene, or he will choose to deal with passive response, which means that the progress will be quite slow.
In other words, he needs a lot of time ...
"That's it."
Zonggu patted his knees and stood up. "Come again next time, it may be at the end of the year or next spring. Next, I am going to visit Uncle Yingjie, and return to Kondi tomorrow morning."
Talking to the tombstone, he reached out and pulled up the fog bell.
The two bowed goodbye.
"Go."
"Um."
Speal out the bucket and rag, clean it and put it back to the original place, Zonggu pulled towards the fog bell, and down the mountain along the original road.
Back to the station near the station, the two found another shop specializing in wine, and chose a bottle of very precious pure rice big yin brewing, as a gift to visit.
"I hope Uncle Ying will not be scared ..."
After sitting two trams, near the uncle's house of Ying Er, Zong Gu suddenly remembered that he forgot to say hello in advance, so he turned to hope that he could be at home today.
"That's here."
Entering the familiar alley, came to the Zonggu House, Zonggu adjusted his breath, prepared for a while, and then raised his hand and pressed the doorbell.
It didn't take long for a middle -aged woman to come over to open the door.
"..."
Seeing the familiar and strange face outside the door, she suddenly stunned and opened her mouth for a long time.
Zong Gu slightly bowed his head, "Aunt Liangzi, I haven't seen you for a long time."
"Fang Ming ... Ying Er!"
She almost screamed and shouted, and the man's response came soon: "What's wrong, who came here?"
While talking, he also came out.
"..."
Four eyes are opposite, Zonggu took a deep breath, but could not return to peace.
"Uncle Ying ... it's me, Fang Ming."
Zong Gu Yingji, Fang Ming's uncle, although many factors such as work, family and other factors have not adopted him many years ago, but still the person who took care of him the most after his parents died.
"Jiu Shu asked." Pulling towards the fog bell, he lifted the pure rice big groan in his hand, "I'm here to visit you."
"Fang Ming!"
Holding his shoulders and shaking, he was touched by the front, back, left and right for a long time before he was able to enter the long -lost Zonggu family.
Sitting down next to Zong Gu Yingli on the sofa, and after a while, Zonggu began to gratify that he returned to the Child Welfare Institute first.
The Tonggu family is only his spiritual consciousness. He also does not want to let Zong Gu Yingji bother for another world. Therefore, he moved out the rhetoric that was adopted by his father's friends.
And the most primitive set of sayings, there is no problem to deal with teachers who are not familiar with Zonggu's family, but the uncle who knows the roots is full of loopholes;
Fortunately, I was asked much. The places and details in all aspects of the facts have also received his follow -up supplement. There is basically no omissions.
"Is Jingjie's younger generation in college ... Then I really don't know much, what is the name?"
Putting down the water cup, Zonggu's face is not flushed, "Tong Ye Hongxing."
"Tong Ye ... it really is a name that has never been heard."
Zong Gu Ying Er groaned for a while and said, "Although he took away Fang Ming silently, I still have to thank him. If you have time, I will go to Kondi and visit the Mr. Tong Ye in person."
"..."
Zonggu squeezed a smile, "Okay."
Let's deal with it now, and then when Uncle Yingxie thinks of this idea, then find a way to solve it ...
Zong Gu Yingji thought about it, and looked at him again, "Fang Ming planned to go back tomorrow?"
"Yes."
"I just have time two days after Ming, I'll pass with you."
"..."
The expected "later" came too fast, and Zonggu even had time to smile, and his face was a little stiff.
"Incident?" Zong Gu Yingji saw his embarrassment.
"Yes……"
He picked up the water cup and took a sip, and then let go of it until the bottom, and Uncle Tang was still watching him, waiting for his explanation.
"In the past few days, Mr. Tong Ye and his family went to Hokkaido to travel, not at home."
He looked at Chaogu Ling, and he could only be regarded as not seeing it.
"That's it. Why didn't Fangming go to Hokkaido with his adoptive parents?"
"I have left here for more than two years, and I want to come back to sweep a tomb for my parents.
Zonggu transferred the topic to the cousin in college.
"No." Zong Gu Ying Er didn't think much, "Garden Zizi only came back for a few days in the summer vacation, and went out with fox friends and dog friends."
"Yeah."
There are not many relatives who want to visit here. In the plan of Zonggu, the cousin was left to the cousin in the morning, so when they had to keep him for dinner, he agreed.
"Fang Ming is still used to it?"
"It's not very used to at first, I don’t want to leave now."
"Fang Ming was very adaptable everywhere. The same was true when he first went to the Children's Welfare Home. At the beginning, because of such a thing, I couldn't adopt Fang Ming.
Can you drink? "
"No, I'm still a high school student ..."
The precious pure rice big yin brewed by Zonggu, opened at noon.
"Is such a expensive wine, do you buy it yourself?"
"Yes."
"Money given by adoptive father?"
"Hmm ... yes."
Drinking a glass of wine, Zong Guying's second time is endless, and his face is full of expressions.
"Then, how does Fang Ming call the adoptive father at the house over there?"
"Call, of course," Mr. Tong Ye "."
"Sure enough." Zong Gu Ying Eryi understood, "After all, when Fang Ming was adopted, he was fifteen years old.
"Um……"
"However, if Fang Ming can call him 'father', I think he will be very happy."
"Maybe ..."
For a long time, Zong Gu Yingji was happy, and he was grateful to the person who adopted his nephew. "He takes care of Fang Ming so much, and change his mouth after returning."