It seems absurd at first glance that a relative has been dead for two years without knowing it. If the relatives who don’t have much contact with each other still have room for excuses, but it’s hard to say that the person who died was my own sister.

However, my family situation is quite special, and this seemingly absurd thing is real.When my mother was young, she had an affair with a man with a family. She conceived me out of wedlock. The family thought it was too embarrassing and advised her to abort the child, but she stubbornly gave birth to me because of this. Cut off ties with family members.

A man with a family gets divorced and finally stays with his mother. It seems to be a perfect ending, but it can't change the fact that his mother intervened in other people's marriages as a third party.

Maybe it was to avoid gossip. Since I can remember, our family has been moving around, and finally bought a house here in Yokohama. I thought we would finally settle down. I didn’t expect a car accident to take the two of them away. .At the beginning, their funeral was also very simple. All the neighbors and colleagues at work of the father came. None of the relatives who knew about it, and none of them came. It has been so long and I don’t know where my aunt came from. know about it.

"Lixiang, can we meet? There is something I want to meet and talk to you about."

"Auntie, actually..."

"Please, Lixiang." Her voice was gentle and sad, the type I couldn't refuse, and all I could say was yes.

"After a while, the school will be on holiday. I will go back to Miyagi Prefecture. Can we meet at that time?" I asked her.

"Actually, I'm in Yokohama right now, so I can arrange a place to meet directly, but is it convenient for you now?" Auntie asked politely.

I just leaned on the sofa cushions and prepared to take a nap:? ? ?Why is it in Yokohama?

"Xiangyang has a game here and I just come to watch it when I have time, so..." Seeing that I didn't speak, my aunt hurriedly explained, "It doesn't matter if it's inconvenient, we can talk about it when you have time some other day."

I scratched my hair. Anyway, I have to see you sooner or later, so I simply said, "It's okay, it's very convenient now. By the way, have you had lunch, auntie?"

I've drank a cup of milk since morning, and now I'm probably hungry and feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach. If she hasn't had lunch yet, it would be nice to have a good meal together.

She paused: "Not yet."

Through her unnatural pause, I know that she has already had lunch, and she probably gave a negative answer only because of me. Shall we eat together?"

After confirming the meeting time and place one after another, I had to take off the pajamas I just put on and change into more formal clothes.

Obviously this weather is very suitable for a good sleep, I looked at the clear sky after the rain and thought a little bit disappointed.

The restaurant I ordered was not far from where I lived, and my aunt was still some distance away, so I leisurely took the time to go out.Who would have thought that she was already waiting at the door when I arrived at the restaurant. The number of times I saw her was close to zero when I was a child. The reason why I recognized her so quickly was nothing more than that she looked too much like my mother.

I look at her and she looks at me.

I saw her eyes slowly shifting from my face to my legs, and my heart suddenly turned cold, it's over, I forgot to tell her that I was a cripple before, and I faced such a big shock when we met for the first time, I was afraid Her emotions will be out of control.

In order to avoid the "touching" scene of family members embracing each other, I hurried forward: "I'm hungry, let's eat quickly."

She opened and closed her mouth but made no sound, and finally held my hand and said yes.

This meal was really tormenting. The breaded chicken cutlets were deep-fried and crispy. However, my aunt’s eager gaze made me uncomfortable. Every cell in my body trembled. I only ate the chicken cutlets. Less than half, I put down my chopsticks without taking a few bites of the rice.

"Don't you eat?" She immediately asked intimately.

"Well, I'm almost full." I lowered my head and took a sip of the soup.

"It's not enough to just eat this little." Like ordinary parents, she was very worried about my appetite.

"I ate something at home before I came here, but I can't eat much now."

As soon as this excuse came out, she couldn't say anything more, and instead asked, "Did your leg be injured in a car accident?"

"Well, it was discovered relatively late, and the infection was already very serious when it was sent to the hospital, hey, don't...don't cry..." It's okay across the phone, but in reality I really don't know how to deal with this kind of thing , "Actually, I was in a coma at the time. When I woke up in the hospital, I found that my left calf was gone. I didn't feel any pain at all."

When it was over, I cried even harder.

My aunt took my hand against her forehead and sobbed softly: "I'm sorry, I should have found out about this a long time ago, I'm sorry for making you a child face this kind of thing..."

Regardless of whether this sentence is sincere or false, just hearing this makes me feel warm in my heart. I really have no resistance to the trait of gentleness.

Although I can wait for her to finish crying before talking, but there are many people in the restaurant at this time, even if the cry is very small, it has attracted the attention of many people, so I have to say something else and please forgive the current situation: "Auntie , where did you know my phone number?

"Your mother gave it to me," she said, sobbing.

This time it was my turn to be surprised: "What?"

"We haven't seen each other since she severed ties with her family, but she sends me postcards every New Year's Eve with stick figures instead of words, and the last postcard she sent me didn't have pictures but wrote The contact information of your family, I thought it was strange at the time but I didn’t think much about it, but I never received a postcard from her after that.”

"That's it..." The contact information my mother gave was a distress signal.

"Obviously I'm an adult, but I've been angry with Liu Lizi for so many years. I've received so many postcards but never replied once." The aunt wiped her tears with an annoyed expression on her face, "If I Just call and wait like an idiot for two years."

"It's not too late now, I'm still alive, and I will live a good life with my parents."

My aunt touched my face, her palms were as warm as the sun, "Lixiang is a good boy, I think she will get along well with Xiangyang."

"I've been wanting to ask before, Auntie, who is Xiangyang you're talking about?"

"Oh, I forgot I haven't told you about him yet! Xiangyang is my son, and I came to Yokohama this time to watch him play." She must love this child very much, her eyes sparkle when she mentions the name .

"Playing games? Are you an athlete?" That body should be very strong, I'm really envious.

"He is an idiot who likes to play volleyball. He only sees volleyball in his eyes. If this continues, I doubt whether he can find a girlfriend." Auntie sighed and said worriedly.

I seem to have seen the fate that Xiangyang she said will be forced to go on a blind date in the future.

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