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Miao Yi wanted to go home, because the ancestors were to be worshiped during the Ching Ming Festival, and before leaving, she came to Qiu Yang's place to play with the bottle for a while, and then said to Qiu Yang who had just had lunch: "Yang Yang, you should take care of yourself these two days. take care."

Qiu Yang looked haggard, Miao Yi was still worried about her current state.

She knew the situation at Qiu Yang's house, so she wouldn't take the initiative to ask anything, and Qiu Yang still wanted to take care of the cat, so she wouldn't go back.

"I will." Qiu Yang grinned at her, "You go back and pay attention to safety, and keep your phone well, don't drop it again."

Miao Yi's hometown is in a county town in Yuncheng, and it takes about two hours to go back by bus. Now it is the peak season of holidays, and there are a lot of people, whether it is the train station or the passenger station. Before that, Miao Yi Because I lost my phone once in a car.

Miao Yi gritted her teeth angrily when she thought of this: "These thieves are too rampant now."

She clenched her fist: "I will definitely not lose it this time."

"it is good."

Miao Yi rubbed the bottle's head again, then got up and said "goodbye" to Qiu Yang, and walked from here to the door to push her luggage.

As soon as Miao Yi left, Qiu Yang was left in the living room looking at the bottle. She waved at the bottle, and the bottle obediently wagged its tail and came to her lap.

Qiu Yang hugged her up, she smoothed the bottle's hair, and raised the corner of her mouth: "Thank you, Xiao Ping, for being with me."

Bottle: "Meow."

Qiu Yang didn't sleep well last night. Without Shen Ningruo, she couldn't sleep. In the end, she relied on melatonin to fall asleep, but she always had nightmares.

The nightmare was intermittent and spliced ​​by many scenes.

After a while, grandparents pointed at her and said she was a loser.

After a while, her mother wiped tears in front of her and said that Yang Yang's mother would never see you again.

After a while, the aunt and uncle beat her on the back with a feather duster, and some ugly words popped out of their mouths.

When Qiu Yang woke up, he was covered in sweat and went to take a shower again. She knew that she looked haggard, which made Miao Yi so worried.

Ching Ming Festival……

Qiu Yang had never worshiped her ancestors, she was said to be unworthy when she was a child, and no one wanted her to go back when she grew up, so she would not participate.

It's just that the nightmare last night awakened many of her memories, which made Qiu Yang unable to cheer up after waking up. After a while, she felt that the room was a bit stuffy, so she simply carried the bottle in the space bag and hung it around her neck. SLR out the door.

The three-day holiday of the Ching Ming Festival is a good time for traveling for those who don't go to worship their ancestors. Compared with the previous one, the number of people in Yuncheng is not less, and there are a lot more people.

Qiu Yang put on a peaked cap, and walked along the street on the right from the entrance of the community, and she took pictures all the way.

For a while, I took pictures of the eaves, for a while, for the shops, for a while, for the traffic lights, and for the backs.

There was no sun in Yuncheng today, and the gloomy weather made it more comfortable and convenient for her to take pictures, and she took a lot of pictures in a short time.

The bottle is not afraid of life, and has no stress response. It stands inside the space bag and sees the scenery outside through the transparent bag. Someone behind Qiu Yang saw it, covered his mouth and said to his companion, "It's so cute", and then Just slapped the bottle like crazy.

Perhaps it saw the bird in the sky, and the bottle shook its chin. When the bird flew away and was out of sight, it looked straight ahead again, and tilted its head to more and more passers-by who were watching it.

Qiu Yang's attention was not on the bottle, but this is not the first time he brought a bottle out like this. Miao Yi joked before that he could send the bottle to a cat cafe for business. According to the popularity of the bottle, being a cat The coffee's top card and performance champion are not a problem.

After walking for more than half an hour, Qiu Yang felt a little thirsty. There was a milk tea shop next to her. She went in and chose a cup of fruit tea. While waiting, a girl pointed at the bottle and said to Qiu Yang, "Miss, your cat it's so cute."

"Thank you." Qiu Yang smiled slightly.

"What's its name?" The girl asked curiously again.

Qiu Yang pursed his lower lip, wanting to answer the bottle, but finally turned a corner: "Fatty."

The bottle who heard the conversation between Qiu Yang and the strange sister: ...?

Mom, half an hour ago you were calling me bottle.

The girl was with her boyfriend, and when she heard Qiu Yang's answer, she tugged on his wrist, but smiled and said to Qiu Yang, "It's the same name as our dog."

Qiu Yang smiled again as an answer.

Just when her fruit tea was ready, she thanked her with the bag and left the store.

As soon as she inserted the straw through the plastic film, Qiu Yang's cell phone rang in her pocket. She took a sip and took it out to check the caller ID.

It was Yue Chu calling.

Qiu Yang answered immediately, and sat down on the bench under the tree by the side of the road: "Sister."

"Yangyang, are you in Yuncheng today?" Yue Chu asked softly. She knew the situation of Qiu Yang's family, and thinking that today was Qingming Festival, she called to ask.

"Yes."

"Sister, you know, I have no family."

Qiu Yang smiled wryly, and immediately put the backpack on his lap, and unzipped the zipper, his fat head came out, looking at the pedestrians coming and going.

"Why don't you have a home?" Yue Chu sighed softly, "Come to my place for dinner tonight."

"But come early, I'm on the evening shift tonight."

"Okay." Qiu Yang received the job news from Yue Chu last night, and she also blessed him, but when Yue Chu returned to Yuncheng, he was looking for a house and a job, so she hadn't congratulated Yue Chu face to face. , tonight is a good time.

"Then you come at five?"

"I'll send you the address on WeChat."

Qiu Yang patted the bottle's head and wanted to continue to poke it up, finally there was a smile on his lips: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, the corners of Qiu Yang's mouth pressed down again, she raised her eyes to look at the sky, and walked back with the bottle on her back.

At 04:30 in the afternoon, Qiu Yang set off from home with a bag on her shoulders. Her complexion was really bad, so she covered it up with makeup before leaving. Otherwise, based on what she knew about Yue Chu, Yue Chu would definitely be very worried.

She didn't want Yuechu to worry.

Since she and Shen Ningruo haven't sent a single message since last night, Qiu Yang almost couldn't hold back and wanted to send something to Shen Ningruo, but thinking that today is Qingming Festival, maybe Shen Ningruo will be very busy. Her thoughts were taken back by her.

Even though the place where Shen Ningruo lives looks deserted.

Shen Ningruo was indeed busy, she was busy arguing with Shen Yuankai, she went to pick up Shen Yuankai to the cemetery on Ching Ming Festival today, but as soon as Shen Yuankai got in the car, she blamed Shen Ningruo for Guo Mingan's matter.

Shen Ningruo had a cold face, so she listened to his scolding, and after a while she calmed down, she asked, "Have you scolded enough?"

"What do you think my mother would think if she knew what you look like to me now?"

Shen Yuankai was panting with anger, but thinking of his dead wife, he finally pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, just looked out the window, his brows and the corners of his mouth were pressed down.

If Shen Ning glanced at him twice, she didn't show any expression.

There are a lot of people in the cemetery now, ranging from one person to as many as seven or eight people. Basically, everyone has nothing empty in their hands, either taking flowers or some fruits.

Shen Ningruo had already prepared for all of this. With a solemn expression, she walked towards her mother's tombstone.

But with every step she took, her heart sank a little.

Ever since she realized it, her parents had been arguing endlessly. Time and time again, sometimes Shen Yuankai would slam the door out in anger and wouldn't come back for a few days or nights or even a month. Her mother told her that this day was really good. It's boring, I don't know what the point of continuing.

In fact, Shen Yuankai and Shen Ningruo's mother got married because of love at the beginning, but they didn't get along very well. After they got married, they started to quarrel frequently. body, but also into her ears.

Shen Yuankai doesn't know how to beat people, but he always acts coldly and violently.

When Shen Ningruo was 17 years old, the mother of severe depression finally chose to get rid of it. When Shen Yuankai was cold and violent again and did not plan to go home, she chose to commit suicide.

For many years after that, Shen Ningruo would always think of the scene when she went home and saw her mother motionless. She cried and called an ambulance. Not long after, the doctor patted her on the shoulder to express her condolences.

It was also at that time that Shen Ningruo ran into the boy in the white shirt and another girl kissing passionately in the alley.

"Mom." Shen Ningruo put the chrysanthemum in front of the tombstone, her eyes were astringent, "I'll come to see you."

Shen Yuankai bent down to put the fruit on the side, silent and silent.

Soon there were cries from the nearby tombstone, and Shen Ningruo never let the tears fall.

After coming out of the cemetery, Shen Ningruo sent Shen Yuankai home. Before leaving, she looked coldly: "Please don't meddle in my affairs."

Shen Yuankai was taken aback for a moment, then saw Shen Ningruo turn around and leave, the door was closed with a "bang".

He drooped his eyelids, finally letting out a sigh.

When Shen Ningruo returned to her apartment, she collapsed on the sofa, hesitated for a long time and did not send a message to Qiu Yang.

The place where Qiu Yang lives looks very warm, maybe he should go home today.

The little lamb doll she bought last night was placed on the sofa by her. She copied it, rubbed it, and clicked on Weibo.

Qiu Yang's photography account has updated a few photos today, and the copywriting is only two words: [Qingming. 】

She took very atmospheric shots, which also made people feel a little heavier.

Shen Ningruo was full of thoughts, and buried her head on the lamb doll, tears slowly seeped out.