The memory stays, that black cat

"Grandma!" The child pushed open the unbolted door, entered the inner courtyard, and tapped the toes of his shoes outside the damp threshold. In the countryside, this habit is common when returning from the outside after dark. meaning.

"Sorry... I'm late." The child's thin shoulders shook twice, and the faint warmth in the room made him sneez subconsciously, "The clothes are also dirty."

"Brat, hurry up and wipe your hair." A well-dressed old man came out from the inner room, with a faint scent of burning on his body, "Afterwards, go to the shrine of the Bodhisattva to return incense."

"Hmm!" The child grinned and showed a smirk, he knew that the old man didn't blame himself.The so-called return of incense is mostly because grandma is making a wish to the god statue, hoping that she will return safely. Now that he is back, it is natural to return the incense.

Putting on a dry cloth shirt, drying his hair, and after finishing everything, he stood in front of the altar standing on the high cabinet, lit a stick of incense, curled up a wisp of smoke, danced into an illusory figure, and then disappeared .

On the mottled wall, there are also huge promotional color pictures. On the low cabinet by the window, there is a small glass photo frame with an old black and white photo in it. It is a young man and a woman cuddling together look together.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back." The child's smile has never disappeared since the beginning, but when he saw this photo, a trace of loneliness flashed across his eyes.

"Miwu..." With a whimper, the child walked out of the back room and found that the black cat had been taken care of, and its white paws were pressed against the gray and old apron of the grandma.

"Grandma." The child blinked, agonizing over how to explain this adorable interrupter.

"Cats can't be pampered, don't let them eat at the same table as people." Grandma smoothed the cat's fur a few times with her withered hands, then put down the ball of fur and let it whine resentfully.

"..." The child's eyes widened in surprise, and grandma agreed with the addition of such a little diner in the family by saying such words in such a tone.He ran over and squatted down, picked up the black cat and rubbed the little guy's soft cheeks, causing it to purr slightly.

The old man dug out an old lunch box in the kitchen, cleaned it up carefully, and then took out a small half of rice from the bowl and served it with a few pieces of tofu.After thinking about it for a while, he poured two spoonfuls of warm vegetable soup.She mixed it with chopsticks and put it on the ground beside the dining table: "Let's eat."

This sentence is not only said to the child, but also to this new family member.

The candlelight on the table flickered, casting the shadows of the two onto the mottled wall.

On this day, there is a small black shadow

On this day, there was a small warm source snuggled up to my ankle.

"Grandma, you should rest first." The child obediently put away the bowls and chopsticks, and said to the tired old man.

She shook her head and took out the sewing box, "No, Ah Xiao, help me move the lamp closer."

The child scratched his head, moved the lamp to the side of the table and added some oil, then stared blankly at the old man picking up his cloth bag and mending it carefully: "This needs to be strengthened, the straps are all fried. ..."

The black cat at the feet licked the lunch box clean. I don't know if it understood the old man's murmur, and let out a cry of agreement, and then began to comb its hair against the old man's body.

The child packed his things into the kitchen and looked down at the clear water in the basin. He couldn't even see his own reflection clearly in the dim environment, but he knew he was laughing, grinning uncontrollably, and he knew it without looking at him. Now he Must look silly smiling.

The next day, when the child was on his way to school, he saw the collapsed tree trunks blocking the road on the ridge of the field. He was silent for a while, and took a detour. However, he couldn't hide his smile with his usual indifferent mood, and his steps were much lighter.

The days are very ordinary, go to class as usual, go to the tree to stay for a while as usual, and help the family with farm work as usual, but there is an extra little guy in the family who will accompany grandma and wait for him to go home.

He has no friends, no brothers and sisters, he doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't have any special talents. His only interest is to go to Teacher Xu's office to watch her draw quietly, and he will daub a few strokes on the paper when the teacher teaches him.

At that time, he was very happy, and the faint smell of oil paint radiated from the paper, drawing a world he had never seen before.

Time has no meaning of stopping. It has aged a group of people and taken away a group of people. The child who always wears white shirts has also grown into a teenager.

The boy was holding a black umbrella, and put on a black cloth shirt that he had never worn, and a linen gown. His delicate face was covered with water drops. A slender, smooth black cat was squatting beside him, soaked by the rain. The wet body looked a little embarrassed.

"Grandma, I'll see you next time." The young man put down the tribute in his hand, his fingers trembling a little, and his brown eyes seemed to be hard to focus, overflowing with confusion.

The sky is gray and the rain has not stopped. Why can't grandma go home this time?

"Meow~" The black cat lightly rubbed against the boy's leg, pawed it a few times, and stared straight at him with its green eyes, bringing the clarity of a young lotus in summer to this oppressive world. color.

"Go home." The boy's voice was no longer clear, suppressed and choked with a nasal sound.

The black cat followed quietly, with its body attached to his ankles, walking lightly and deftly on the heavy soil, and glanced back at the small mound of soil, the short stone tablet, and made a low sound in its throat. purr.

"Go home." The young man clenched the handle of the umbrella tightly, his wet hair stuck to his cold face, his shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and his voice was much louder, but it seemed more like trying to convince himself.

The black cat arched his calf with its head, and walked in front of the boy with graceful steps

Just like the rainy night a few years ago, the same two figures, one in front and one behind, passed through this bleak night.

Walking the field ridges countless times, the length of this time is annoying, the boy can easily keep up with the black cat's speed, and even slow down to accommodate the black cat's always calm and unhurried movements.But in his heart, he is actually looking forward to returning to the house called "home" soon. Maybe when he opens the door, the kind old man will dry his hair for him reproachfully, and then use warm water to dry his hair. The palm of his hand stroked his curled hair, and he rubbed his head lovingly... Maybe, there will be a bowl of hot vegetable soup, and the lunch box under the table is also filled with its dinner, and he said: "Come and eat. "

Want to hurry up... hurry up, go home!

The young man's pace began to rush, and he quickly passed the black cat leading the way. Naturally, he did not see the anger and worry flashing in the green eyes of the black cat behind him.

The black cat gave up its restraint, leaped forward, opened its mouth unceremoniously and bit the boy's shoulder, pierced its claws into the clothes, and hung its body danglingly on the boy's back.The pain made the boy's footsteps stagnate suddenly, he subconsciously squatted down and screamed in pain, the umbrella in his hand was loosened by his powerless right hand, and a black tearful flower bloomed on the field.

"You!..." The young man suddenly lost his voice and lowered his head dejectedly. He came to his senses and no longer had unrealistic fantasies.