Walk all the way

When the eraser in the mind erases the memory bit by bit, one day the whole world will be forgotten, but there will always be a piece of memory, no matter what, it will never disappear completely.

A cold autumn rain.

The gray-haired, yellow wooden crutches, hobbled old man passed by the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows several times, and finally pushed open the door.

Jiang Chuanxu and Zhou Tian also felt that something was wrong.

"Grandpa, are you here to stay at the hotel?"

"Huh? Staying in a hotel? I'm here for dinner."

"This is a hotel, not a restaurant." Jiang Chuanxu couldn't laugh or cry, "Sit down first and then we can talk." He helped the old man to sit down.

Zhou Tian also took a glass of water and put it in front of the old man.

"That's not right. I remember that this is a small steamed stuffed bun shop. The steamed stuffed buns have thin skin and fillings, and the soup is full of water. Both my wife and my son like it." The old man looked a little excited, and his eyes lit up.

Jiang Chuanxu smiled and said, "Then when did you come to this bun shop last time?"

"Let me think about it..." The old man pressed his hands on the armrests of the crutches and thought for a while, "I remember the year it was SARS, my wife was sick and didn't want to eat anything, so I told her 'whatever So, you have to eat something, how can you get better if you don’t eat?’ Then she said that she wanted to eat the steamed buns from this store, so I hurried over on my bicycle. It was still raining a lot that day Hey, I was afraid that the steamed stuffed bun would get wet, so I put it in my arms, and it was quite warm when I got home." The old man chuckled, looked at Jiang Chuanxu, then at Zhou Tianyi, "I want two baskets Baozi, take it away." He leaned his crutch against the edge of the table beside him, unzipped half of his clothes, and took out a handful of crumpled paper money.The old man flattened the money one by one, and it was only about twenty yuan. He raised his head and asked, "How much is a cage? I am old and my memory is not very good." After speaking, he smiled apologetically.

After hearing what the old man said, both Jiang Chuanxu and Zhou Tianyi understood what was going on.In the year of SARS, they were still junior high school students. As for whether this shop was a steamed stuffed bun shop at that time, they didn't know.After 14 years, the old man came here to buy steamed buns, which means that he still thinks that steamed stuffed buns are sold here, but after so long, it is impossible for him not to know that this shop has changed owners several times.All kinds of situations show that many of the old man's memories have disappeared.In other words, the gray-haired old man in front of him is a patient with Alzheimer's disease.

Jiang Chuanxu comforted the old man with a smile: "There is no rush to pay the money, just wait until the buns are ready, and pay when you leave."

"Alright." The old man looked very happy, and put the money back.

"What filling do you want for the buns?"

"Old rules, one cage of big meat and one cage of mutton."

"Okay, then wait for a while." Jiang Chuanxu picked up the water on the table and put it in the old man's hand, "Drink some water first."

"Thank you." The old man's hand holding the cup trembled slightly.

Jiang Chuanxu pulled Zhou Tianyi aside, and said in a low voice, "Go out through the back door and buy two baskets of buns. I'll see if I can find out the address of the old man's house or the contact information of his family."

Zhou Tian also nodded: "If you can't find out, give Lin Xun a call."

"it is good."

After Zhou Tianyi left, Jiang Chuanxu pulled up a chair and sat opposite the old man.

Before Jiang Chuanxu said anything, the old man asked first, "Why is this shop so deserted? You see, there are no customers except me."

Jiang Chuanxu smiled and said, "You didn't come here for lunch. It's only three o'clock in the afternoon." Since the old man thinks it's a restaurant, he followed his train of thought, "Did you buy it for lunch or dinner?"

"Neither." The old man waved his hand, "Give it to my grandson after school. He leaves school at [-]:[-]."

"So early? What grade is he in?"

"First grade."

Jiang Chuanxu understood that the old man's memory of time was chaotic.The old man looked at least nearly 80 years old. Under normal circumstances, grandchildren could not be that young.

"It's already three o'clock, can you catch up with your grandson after school?"

"My home is very close to here. It takes 5 minutes to ride a bicycle and 15 minutes to walk."

"That's pretty close. Can you tell me where your family lives? I can deliver food to you in the future." Jiang Chuanxu asked with a smile.

"It's that... that... what neighborhood..." The old man looked embarrassed.

Jiang Chuanxu was also very patient: "Do you remember the phone number? The phone number of my family."

"159...159..." The old man smiled apologetically, "I don't remember."

"It's okay, think about it slowly." Jiang Chuanxu got up and picked up the empty glass, "I'll get you another glass of water."

"Okay, thank you..." The old man took the crutch that was placed aside again in his hand, folded his hands and held them tightly, his eyes were a little dull, and he stared blankly ahead.

Jiang Chuanxu took the water, put down the cup gently, and didn't bother the old man anymore.The corners of his mouth raised slightly, but he couldn't resist the bitter look in his eyes.

Time passed in silence.

About 10 minutes later, Zhou Tianyi came back, and there was a young man with him.

When the two entered the door, the young man immediately came to the old man and squatted down: "You made it easy for me to find you." There was a fine layer of sweat on the head, which seemed to be from running around for a long time.At this moment, besides anxiety, there was peace of mind on the face of the young man.

Zhou Tian also explained to Jiang Chuanxu: "Just now I met him looking for an old man nearby, so I brought him here."

The old man put his hand on the young man's shoulder: "Son, why are you here?"

"Grandpa, I'm your grandson." There was a hint of helplessness in the young man's tone, but it was more concerned.

"Oh, you are my grandson...then shouldn't you be at school?"

The young man smiled and said, "Grandpa, I have already graduated from college and I don't want to go to school anymore. You ran out without saying a word, so I can easily find you."

"I'm here to buy you buns. Hey, by the way, where is the bun I want?"

Jiang Chuanxu gave the old man the buns he bought: "Here, it's already packed."

The young man stood up and said to Jiang Chuanxu and Zhou Tianyi, "I'm so sorry, my grandpa is demented, and I've troubled you, thank you too. I'll pay for the bun." He took out his wallet.

When the old man saw it, he stood up tremblingly, rushing to pay for it: "How can I ask you to pay for the buns I bought for you?" His tone was stern and admonishing, and he was also fond of his grandchildren. drown.

Jiang Chuanxu smiled and said, "Then you can pay, old man, twenty in total." For the elderly, it is better to follow them.

The old man took out the crumpled money again, counted twenty and gave it to Jiang Chuanxu.

The old man smiled to his grandson, "Let's go home."

"Okay." The young man supported the old man, and gave Jiang Chuanxu and Zhou Tian a grateful look, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, don't let the old man run out alone again." Jiang Chuanxu smiled lightly.

"Definitely." The young man nodded seriously, and then left with the old man.

One tall and one low, one old and one young, the two figures gradually moved away, and the sunshine in the autumn afternoon was just right.

(Written 14 extra episode)

Jiang Chuanxu stood at the door of the store and watched the grandparents and grandson walk away until they disappeared from sight, and stood there blankly.

Zhou Tian also wrapped Jiang Chuanxu's waist from behind and held him in his arms.Only then did Jiang Chuanxu come back to his senses, put his hands on those around his waist, and leaned himself into the warm embrace behind him.

Zhou Tian also buried his head into Jiang Chuanxu's shoulder, and whispered into his ear, "Don't worry, I will never forget you, absolutely."

There was a gentle smile between Jiang Chuanxu's eyebrows and eyes: "I know." Coming out of Zhou Tianyi's arms, he turned around, still took his hands, looked up at Zhou Tianyi's eyes, and smiled Qingcheng: "Yeah, I love you. I hope that when I am gray-haired, I can still have you by my side. If one day in the future, I die before you, you will live longer for me; if you die before me, I will definitely I will personally cover your coffin and put it in the tomb, and then I will accompany you the next day."

Zhou Tian also wanted to say something, but Jiang Chuanxu covered his mouth with his hand.

"Promise me, don't say bad things." Jiang Chuanxu smiled lightly, but tears were already streaming down his cheeks from the corners of his eyes.

Zhou Tian also took out his hand, wiped Jiang Chuanxu's tears with his fingers, hugged him in his arms, and said in a low but firm voice, "Okay, I promise you."

Ever since I met you, I have decided to protect every moment of your heart's delicateness for the rest of my life, and never leave. Even if I forget the whole world, I will never forget you.