[Rebirth] Bucket List

It has been a week since I returned to Shuanghuai, and when I went to pick up Sisi, the resentful little eyes were about to materialize: "Brother Mu, you didn't take me with you when you went out to play with uncle..."

Mu Lianxia laughed and pinched his nose: "We're not going to play."

Sisi tugged at the corner of Mu Lianxia's clothes: "Aren't you just playing?"

"My brother wants to go back to his home to do something, and my uncle went with my brother, because Sisi is going to kindergarten, so of course I can't go, what do you think?"

Sisi felt that what her brother said was so reasonable that he didn't know what to say.

After saying goodbye to Song Ansui's family, he followed Song Anhuai back home. There was no one to live in for a week, and Mu Lianxia, ​​who was a bit of a clean freak, had to roll up his sleeves and start working, and Sisi also ran around passing rags and so on.At this time, Mu Lianxia couldn't help but smile, this is the feeling of home.

Ever since Song Anhuai said those words in front of Mu Lianxia's friends, Mu Lianxia felt that he had lost all his grievances. He just trusted Song Anhuai just like the other party trusted him.

Time flies, Mu Lianxia accompanied Song Anhuai and Sisi to meet Song Anhuai's sister and parents during the Ching Ming Festival. Of course, what he saw was the tombstone.

After Song Anrou passed away, no funeral was held.

She seldom went out because of poor health since she was a child, and even missed college because of her health—even though she had a very good grade—and she had very few friends, so Song Anhuai didn't understand that at that time, Sisi's How on earth did the father appear.

Song Anrou's temperament seemed gentle but she was very persistent. She said that she should not tell anyone about her death except her family, no funeral, and even those traditional things.She had known for a long time that one day, even the cemetery would be chosen by herself, and her younger brother Song Anhuai promised her that after burying her ashes, all she had to do was remember that she had an older sister.

Of course Song Anhuai couldn't do it, but he still agreed to most of Song Anrou's requests, but he had to come to Qingming Festival.

It was also the first time for Mu Lianxia to come here.He looked at the silent Song Anhuai and the innocent Sisi, feeling a little sad.

The woman in the photo smiled softly, and her beautiful young face made Mu Lianxia feel sad for a while.

Song Anhuai is 26 this year. Song Anhuai's sister, Song Anrou, was ten years older than Song Anhuai. She died of illness last year, which means she was only 35 years old when she died.

35 years old, really young.

Sisi is still a little ignorant about death.He had been with his mother since he was a child, and a few years ago, Song Anrou's body couldn't hold on anymore, so he began to live with his uncle.It has been a long time for him to see his mother once.He vaguely knew he would never see his mother again, but the concept wasn't obvious yet.

He looked at the tombstone for a while, read the words on the tombstone once, then raised his head and looked at Song Anhuai: "Uncle, is mother planning to live there and never visit me again?"

Song Anhuai knelt down and held Sisi's hand: "No, Mom is always by your side, but you can't see her anymore."

Sisi pursed her lips: "You lied, you told me last time that my mother went to a place far, far away..."

He always remembered.

Song Anhuai froze for a moment, because the smile he deliberately put on Sisi disappeared.He pursed his lips, and squeezed Sisi's little fleshy hand again: "I didn't lie to you, my mother went to a far, far place before, but she loved you and didn't worry about you, so she came back to see you, It's a pity that you can't see your mother, Sisi."

Sisi looked aggrieved: "Why can't I see... Where are you, Mom? Uncle said I couldn't see you..."

"Because you are too young, you can't see your mother. You will understand when you grow up." Song Anhuai stared at Sisi's face, and finally used a universal statement.

He still doesn't want to really explain to Sisi what death means leaving.

Mu Lianxia didn't interrupt, he just stood behind his nephew and uncle, and finally gave them a hug.

In Qingming, he had no way to go back to see his parents, but that night he sat at the window and stared at the sky dotted with stars.

Song Anhuai probably understood why he was depressed, and told him seriously that he could go back to Fusha if necessary.But Mu Lianxia shook her head: "No...they turned into stars to protect me in the sky...well, there is still here."

He first smiled and pointed to the sky, then spread his palms.

When he came to Shuanghuai to study before, he took his own things with him, but it was really impossible to bring them all.

When he returned to Fusha this time, he still went to Li Suying's place and took away his parents' photo album.

In fact, there are not many relics left by his parents before.Clothes and other daily necessities are not suitable for remembrance, nor are furniture and belongings.At that time, he was still young after all, and he couldn't remember a few really meaningful things.When I went back this time, because Mu Cheng was there, it was much more convenient.He took away the photo album that belonged to him and his parents, as well as the old-fashioned "three golds" - prepared by Mu's father when he proposed to marry Xia Xinhua.Although the style is ugly, but the weight is full.If it wasn't because Mu Cheng kept it...he might really never see it.These things are worth tens of thousands anyway, if he didn't see them in his previous life, they must have been taken by Li Suying.

And after he got the photo album and things, after returning to Shuanghuai, he ordered a pocket watch, and the dial of the pocket watch was a photo of his parents hugging him not long after he was born.In this photo, Mu Xin and Xia Xinhua's faces were very close together, smiling brightly, while the little Mu Lianxia who was held up in front of him was crying loudly.

However, this photo shows such a warm atmosphere.

Now he carries this pocket watch with him, and uses it to remember his parents this evening.

Song Anhuai probably didn't expect that Mu Lianxia would use that adult's words to deceive the child, but he still smiled and followed Mu Lianxia's words: "Well, they are watching you from the sky, and they must miss you well."

Mu Lianxia leaned on him: "Then you should be nice to me, otherwise my parents will go to you to seek justice for me."

Song Anhuai groaned, "I have to be nice to you."

No one spoke after that until Mu Lianxia felt sleepy and got up to wash up.

And when he just got up, Song Anhuai said hesitantly: "Lian Xia..."

"Ok?"

"Do you know any relatives on your mother's side?"

Mu Lianxia froze for a moment, then shook her head: "I've never heard from my parents. I don't remember that my mother has ever contacted her family... I don't even know if I have grandparents or something..."

Song Anhuai frowned.

"Is your mother... surnamed Xia?"