a mistake

The beginning of March was Fang Nancuo's mother's memorial day, and he decided to take leave this year to return to Qing'an.Sometimes I'm so tired that I want to go home.In fact, Qing'an can only be regarded as a hometown, but it cannot be called a home.It's just that Fang Nancuo wanted to escape from Youcheng for a few days.

The gray sky of Qing'an is the same as that of Youcheng, but the climate is humid and cold.Fang Nancuo suddenly realized that he hadn't returned to the south for several years, and now he felt a little uncomfortable.Fortunately, Qing'an Street has not changed much, and Fang Nancuo finally found a sense of familiarity.

In his memory, his mother was tall and had beautiful long hair.Fang Nan did not remember anything else.When he saw his mother again, he was already at the funeral home.At that time, he had already entered junior high school, and was taken to the funeral home by his uncle in a daze, only to see his mother lying there coldly.Outside the house, there are two little girls playing hide-and-seek happily in the yard. They are his half-sisters.It's just that the two of them are still too young to understand life and death.

In the past few years, Fang Nancuo and the two younger sisters had no intersection. It was only once when his uncle showed him photos of the two younger sisters that he realized that the second younger sister looked very much like the mother he remembered.

Fang Nan stood in front of the tombstone by mistake and put down the bouquet.Even though it was a cold cemetery, Fang Nancuo felt very warm because of his mother's presence.

"Mom, I haven't found my dad yet."

"Mom, I don't want to look for him anymore."

"Mom, do you hate me?" Fang Nancuo stood in the cold wind, talking about himself.He tried his best to talk about some happy things, and just kept the bad ones to himself.

When Fang Nan left by mistake, he suddenly found that a winter jasmine by the roadside had timidly bloomed a few small yellow flowers.They are longing for warmth, spring is here, but why do they still stay in winter?

In the afternoon, Fang Nan went to his uncle's house by mistake.His uncle has moved to the new urban area, where there are many high-rise buildings, without any southern style.

Because he hadn't seen each other for several years, Fang Nancuo sat on the sofa in the living room a little cautiously, clutching the hem of his clothes uneasily.

The uncle crossed his legs, and was very alienated from this nephew: "Have you seen your mother?"

"Well, I went in the morning."

"How many days are you going to stay this time?"

"Go back tomorrow."

"Honey, clean up Xiaonan's room." Uncle shouted towards the kitchen.

"No, no." Fang Nancuo hurriedly waved his hand, "I've booked a hotel."

"Xiao Nan is really talented!" My aunt came out of the kitchen and wiped the water stains on her hands. "It's different staying in Youcheng. What are you worrying about as an uncle?"

Her tone was as caustic and indifferent as usual, with a deep sense of irony.Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the Youcheng specialty that Fang Nancuo had brought, and there was only a little warmth in her eyes.

Fang Nancuo was already used to his aunt's attitude, so he just nodded blankly.

"It's not easy for Xiao Nan in Youcheng. Xiao Nan, do you have a date?"

After the uncle asked, the aunt couldn't help but rolled her eyes and answered: "Xiao Nan, you are in a special situation, you must find someone with a car and a house, understand? There are some words that you young people may not like to hear. But we The adults said so much, isn't it all for your sake?"

Fang Nan knew what his aunt meant by mistake, and didn't want to say anything more, so he left after being polite with his uncle.

The homestay he booked is located in the ancient city of Qing'an, named Qingfei.The storefront is a typical Mori style, which stands out from the rest of the quaint street.The owner of the store is a literary boy with a Japanese-style shawl and short hair, and the whole person reveals a kind of free and easy.The room is not big, but you can see the running water outside when you open the window.Fang Nan turned on the air conditioner by mistake and lay down on the bed. After a while, he felt warmer.

After dinner in the evening, Fang Nancuo sat on the sofa in the lobby of the hotel in a daze. A group of young people were chatting next to him. Fang Nancuo didn't want to join them. He had his own concerns.

Fang Nan ordered a cup of oolong tea by mistake, he glanced at his phone from time to time, it was just a habit, he would not wait for anyone, and no one would wait for him.

The shopkeeper put the tea on the table and smiled at Fang Nancuo: "Are you unhappy? Do you need me to make a fortune for you? People here call me Huang Banxian. I promise you will be happy with my fortune."

"Thank you, I don't believe this." Fang Nancuo shook his head, the owner's enthusiasm made him unable to adapt for a while.

The shop owner sat across from Fang Nancuo familiarly: "I solve problems here, and the psychological consultation is free. You really don't need it?"

Fang Nan was amused by him: "Then enlighten me."

"Life is alive, eat and drink two words."

Fang Nancuo couldn't believe his ears: "Is this the end?"

"Yeah! Simplicity is the essence. Thinking too much will cause distress, wanting too much will make you heavy." The shopkeeper spread his hands calmly, "Am I right?"

Fang Nancuo reluctantly nodded: "I have been taught."

"Are you here to travel?"

Fang Nan was noncommittal, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Qing'an has a lot of fun. For example, Bachuan Valley and Chengwang Palace, do you want me to tell you about travel strategies? It's also free."

Fang Nan bowed his head wrongly: "No need."

"I've been drinking this tea for insomnia, I'll give you another cup of lavender tea. Go to bed earlier." The owner winked at Fang Nancuo ambiguously, "How about I accompany you?"

Fang Nancuo looked at the owner in embarrassment: "Let me drink lavender tea."

"It's okay, you can consider me when you get out of the current relationship." The shopkeeper shrugged gracefully and let out a hearty laugh.

When can we get out?Didn't he plunge into it at the beginning?The scar on his forehead is almost gone.But Fang Nancuo couldn't deny that it ever existed.

Since the end with Fang Nancuo, Cheng Jingming let himself go and played happily for several days.Until one evening, having dinner with a few friends.One of the friends brought a new car model.The girl was very young and lowered her head shyly in front of them all the time.

Cheng Jingming stared at her in a daze for a long time, because the girl's eyes were slender and her head was lowered with a look of Fang Nancuo.Only then did he realize that he hadn't been in touch with Fang Nancuo for a month, and when he thought about it, many memories came back.

Seeing Cheng Jingming staring at the car model beside him, the friend said generously, "I just met this little girl today. If Mr. Cheng likes it, I would like to be as beautiful as an adult."

Cheng Jingming was stunned for a moment, then murmured: "She looks a bit like a friend of mine."

"Xiaoli, come here." The friend waved at the car model, "Let Mr. Cheng take a good look at you."

The girl sat next to Cheng Jingming very naturally, showing her two small canine teeth excitedly.She smiled like this, but it didn't look like Fang Nancuo, because Fang Nancuo never smiled at herself.

Cheng Jingming was a little disappointed, and waved his hand: "I can't win people's love. You guys play."

It was only now that Cheng Jingming had to admit that he really thought Fang Nan was wrong.