I met you back in 2000

During the few days of the college entrance examination, the school will be used as an examination room, and we, the first and second graders of high school, have finally ushered in the holidays.I told Su Ze that I must sleep with him for three days and three nights when I get home.

The school only had three days off in total, so Su Ze asked me if I was going to finish my homework in my dream.

After hearing these words, I will wake up from my most beautiful dream.

In the past two months, the third year of high school has been making up lessons, and Su Ze didn't even go home on May Day.So on the first day after the holiday, I accompanied Su Ze to the cemetery to visit his mother after breakfast.

Su's father always disappears for a period of time at this time of year. I asked Su Ze, and he said that his father went to his mother's hometown, which is the place where his parents met.It was a remote but beautiful village.

"Have you been there?" I asked Su Ze.

Su Ze shook his head, "I hope I can be buried there after I die."

How unlucky it is to say in this cemetery that the dead are not dead.I quickly patted Su Ze's mouth and poohed for him a few times.

There was a self-deprecating wry smile on Su Ze's mouth, and he reached out to wipe the drool on my chin.

He laughed at me like a three year old.

I called him like an 80-year-old grandpa.

In front of Mama Su's tomb, several withered flowers were pressed under the stone.Su Ze wiped off the words on the tombstone, and took out two freshly bloomed gardenias from his school uniform pocket, and the fragrance of the flowers immediately overflowed.

I sniffed greedily, feeling as though summer is just around the corner.

When we came in the morning, Mr. Gu asked us to pick more flowers. All three of his sons lived in commercial housing in the town, and more and more people went out to work in the village. Not many people came to the flowers in the yard of the Gu family. Pick.Originally, every household could smell gardenias in this season, but now only the small courtyard of the Gu family is left.

So I picked a lot, like Grandma Qiao back then, and put a fragrant flower in front of every window of every house.Su Ze accompanied me all the way, and the fragrance of gardenias on both of us could float to the next village.

My mother knew that Su Ze and I were going to visit the grave, so she prepared some fruit for me to put in front of my grandparents' grave, so that the old man would not be unhappy down there.

The ashes of the grandparents were buried together, and when the father passed away, his ashes were also buried under the next tombstone.Of course, it is still blank now, but when I suddenly saw this strange and familiar place, I felt very depressed for no reason, and I couldn't breathe.

Su Ze saw that something was wrong with my face, so the two of us went back before staying for too long.

During the SARS period, I had several thermometers at home. I found out that the temperature was almost 38 degrees, but I felt a little uncomfortable just now.

My mother was so anxious to take me to the clinic, but I retreated thinking of the smell of disinfectant.

"Take some medicine and you'll be fine. It's not the first time this has happened."

To be honest, I have had a cold and fever since I was a child, and I just took medicine and waited for self-healing, so I went to the hospital when I was so hypocritical.

Although my mother was worried and had nothing to do with me, she still thought that I was afraid of injections for so many years. She said that I was vaccinated when I was a child, and several teachers in the kindergarten could not catch me. In the end, Aze dragged me to get the vaccine.

"I went out in the morning and was still running around, why did I come back with a fever after sweeping the tomb?"

After thinking about it, my mother felt something was wrong, "You don't know how to eat fruit on the way."

I quickly covered my forehead, "Oh my god, my head hurts so much."

Mom saw me right away, "Headache? I think your skin is itchy."

"I just ate an apple. Grandpa and grandma won't be stingy and come up to look for me."

"Your mouth," my mother was about to slap me with a bitter face, "you still have to say it, you still have to say it."

[The author has something to say]: Sometimes I will be moved by the characters I wrote