Chapter 63 Six Six, I Have No Regrets In This Life
Xiaoya really didn't cry. She was so quiet.
Throughout the entire process, from receiving and seeing off relatives and friends, she did not shed a single tear during the entire process.
I began to think that Xiaoya suppressed the pain in her heart and brought it to others before bursting out. But no.
In this situation, I, Song Lin Preserved Egg, and the three of us were very surprised.
I once wondered if something was wrong with Xiaoya? So I let Pi Dan follow her closely every day. I would even climb into her bag and follow her to work and pick up her three children to and from school.
But nothing happened. After more than a month of observation, Xiaoya was still so calm. Pidan and Heidan and I often discussed this issue while drinking.
The calmness is terrifying...
As time goes by, this matter seems to have slowly passed.
But why do I feel in my heart that it has always existed.
Xiaoya is becoming more and more like his mother, becoming more and more mature, and her views on things have also changed. She only likes me.
Nothing has changed from beginning to end!
What is despair?
For me, Xiaoya's expectant eyes are despair in my heart.
Day after day, year after year.
The expectation for me in Xiaoya's eyes has never changed. She took the trouble to help me measure the length of the turtle shell. She took the trouble to help me take a bath. She took the trouble to look at me with expectant eyes and kept holding the quilt.
Baptized pencil.
Time is passing very slowly. But when I turn around and look at it, it is too short and too insignificant.
As time goes by, I feel more and more the power of this sentence.
Destroying! Enough to destroy everything!
What are traces of time?
That childish face seemed to appear yesterday. I used a 20cm ruler to draw strokes on my turtle shell.
"Liuliu, you have grown up."
When the childishness disappeared, a pure girl's face used a longer ruler to make gestures at my turtle shell.
"Liuliu, you have grown up again. Now you can hold this pencil."
When the girl's youthfulness disappears, her mature face is still so persistent about this matter.
"Liuliu, you are still growing up. One day you will pick up the pen."
When wrinkles and silver lines appear on that mature face...
When Xiaoya was still saying those words, her eyes were full of hope and expectation. But I felt despair.
From that sentence.
"Mom, that's not a tortoise, that's a turtle."
"So your name is Liuliu."
"Did you do these rats today, Liuliu?"
"Liuliu, don't go, it's very dangerous..."
"Liuliu, you have to understand that today's young people think differently from us, but my love for you has never changed."
"Come on Liuliu, you can do it."
Xiaoya didn't cry, as if it happened yesterday. When I faced the tombstone, I understood Xiaoya's psychology.
I cried when Amu left. I also cried when Xiaoya's parents left. But I didn't shed a single tear when Xiaoya left.
I have an envelope in front of me. There is a bunch of beautiful words on it.
Liuliuqinqi
"Liu Liu, I have no regrets in this life. Don't care so much about some things. I know them all, just let them go."
"Liu Liu, you have to work hard, you can definitely do it."
Two simple sentences condensed the 70 years of knowing Xiaoya and I.
There was no writing on the dark tombstone. All Xiaoya's relatives and friends, including his three eldest children, all asked me to order the big black preserved eggs to be full of rats and mice, while the puppies stood aside.
I don't want to offend his three eldest children at all. Song Lin also left. He left with Xiaoya. He is not an irresponsible father. He and Xiaoya are already 80 years old.
On the contrary, he had thought out all the future options for his son and two daughters, and allowed them to have enough food and clothing throughout their lives.
but!
People haven't left, and their relatives and friends haven't left yet. The three of them started talking harshly to each other and even got into a fight because of property issues.
I slowly stretched out my paws and moved slowly towards the tombstone without me, and there were sounds of surprise around me.
"Look what that turtle is doing?"
"Does he want to carve a monument for Li Ya and President Song?"
"Are you kidding? It's just a turtle."
Dahei grinned for a moment, and even the normally smiling Pidan put his body in an offensive posture. I told them that as long as these people didn't come over, they could do whatever they wanted.
I don't care!
"Let me tell you, how can a turtle carve words on it?"
"Just say a few words. This is the turtle that Mr. Song has raised for decades. Maybe it's because his relatives left..."
The gossip around me didn't distract me. The claw I just extended failed.
I didn't give up and stretched out my claws again.
I have never had such an obsession. If I can't carve it in one day, I will wait here for a day. If I can't carve it in 10 days, I will stay here for 10 days... until it is done.
Failing again and again is completely normal for me.
I have to do this, it goes against the turtle's body structure, but it condenses these 70 years of feelings.
Finally, when everyone looked disappointed, I could finally move my claws.
to
relative
Li Song
Yalin
Of
tomb
The world has become quiet. There are sounds of surprise, exclamation, and exclamation. These are all insignificant to me.
According to the custom of Xiaoya's family, I should stay at the mausoleum for seven days and mourn for three years.
I lay down next to the tombstone and took out the photos of Xiaoya and Song Lin when they got married, and the ancient coin around Xiaoya's neck.
I didn’t pretend to be dead, nor was I in a daze. I didn’t drink. I just stayed with Xiaoya silently for 7 days.
That smile on the tombstone seemed to say a lot to me.
Perhaps this is my biggest regret since becoming a turtle so far.
Xiaoya, I can hold a pen now. I have a lot to say to you and write to you. But you will never see it.
But you will always live in my heart. No matter how time passes, you will always be immortal.
Dahei and Pidan were always with me. A cat and a dog were lying next to me. They didn't move or speak.
This is not difficult for Dahei, but it is as difficult as climbing to the sky for Pi Dan. But Pi Dan did it. Facing Xiaoya's tombstone, Pi Dan overcame his...nature.
Is this the end of the story?
Far from it, the story has just begun.
The year Xiaoya left was the year I abandoned all truth, goodness and beauty.
It was also the year when my character completely changed.
I was carried back. The reason why I was asked to go home was not because I was worried that I would be in danger outside.
Rather, I was included as part of a property dispute…