final destination

In the past two days, Chen Wendong has come over to have a meal, and when Jianjie is busy with work again, he will accompany Uncle Feng outside to relax, and today is no exception.

At this time, it was past noon, and the two of them returned to the old place unknowingly. When Uncle Feng talked about the past, he fully expressed his inner emotions. Running, I suddenly felt that the sky was dark, I twitched, my heart was bleeding, and then I was busy chasing him out, but he had already run away."

"What happened afterwards?" Chen Wendong asked from time to time.

After a few breaths, Uncle Feng said again: "Later, Xiaojian went home by himself. I couldn't find him for a long time. After I came back, I was surprised to find him, but no matter how I coaxed him, he still buried his head in anger. And that little Canfeng, he dared to come to harass me, he was a bit bad-hearted, he pushed me every step of the way, and after being seen by Xiaojian, he locked me out fiercely. Speaking of which, Xiao Jian is a bit violent, but Xiao Canfeng is several years older than him, and he beat him until his nose bleeds and his eyes are red and black."

"Hehe, I just appreciate his personality!" Chen Wendong smiled happily, and then waited for Uncle Feng to continue, "After driving Xiao Canfeng away, Xiaojian was willing to forgive me. From then on, I can no longer lose him. Without him, my world would be dark. But at that time, Xiao Jian had a big knot in his heart. Before I knew him, there was a man named Uncle Wang Love him very much..."

After Uncle Feng said this, most of the day passed.Chen Wendong listened fascinated, he smiled and said: "Uncle Feng, I never thought that you and Jianjie have gone through so much, I think you are the happiest person in the world."

"Hehe!" Uncle Feng smiled, as if sharing it with others is also a happy thing, but he looked a little sad in silence, and sighed from the heart: "I am such a bad old man, I am getting older every day, I don't know if there is still something to do." How many years can I live, my biggest regret is that I am worried that after leaving one day, Xiao Jian will not know how to live."

After hearing this, Chen Wendong couldn't help but pause, as if he was also sad in his heart, and his eyes were slightly complicated, as if he had expected what Uncle Feng said a long time ago.Then he raised his head, squeezed a smile, and comforted: "Uncle Feng, you are so kind and kind, you will live a long life, and no one can tell what will happen in the future, so don't think too much about it."

What Uncle Feng said seemed to have other meanings. After hearing what Chen Wendong said, he still wanted to say something, but he didn't say much.Finally, after looking at the sky, he asked Chen Wendong to go back together, saying that it was time to buy vegetables and go home to cook.

After this dinner, Uncle Feng went to bed shortly after taking a shower. Chen Wendong and Jianjie were still chatting in the living room. He said that he would go back to Shanghai tomorrow. Something, arrange something, come back in a few days.

Jianjie could only agree: "When will we leave tomorrow?"

"Early morning!"

"Oh, tomorrow is Sunday, let me take you to the airport!"

During this time, Jianjie treated Chen Wendong like a nanny, and he had to go to work and let him take care of Uncle Feng.Sometimes, I really want to do something for him, but I don't know what can be done for him?

"Okay!" Chen Wendong did not refuse.

The next day, Jianjie drove Chen Wendong to the airport early in the morning. Looking at the vehicles in front of him, Jianjie could still feel Chen Wendong peeping at him from the corner of his eyes. He turned his head and said, "Brother Dong, why are you always staring at me?" Look, is there something on my face?"

"Oh, no, I was thinking, you must have been very cute when you were young, haha!" Chen Wendong smirked, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Ugh!" Jianjie was completely speechless: "..."

It's not a long way to go, and we'll be there soon.At the airport, when we parted, Chen Wendong said reluctantly: "Brother is going to board the plane, you should go back quickly, and drive carefully!"

"Well, then I'll go back." When Jianjie turned his head, he didn't forget to say: "When you come, call me again, and I'll come pick you up!"

After hearing this, Chen Wendong left satisfied.

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On this day, after lunch, Uncle Feng said he was a little sleepy, so Jianjie slept with him.After waking up, Uncle Feng was a little dazed, so Jianjie took him out to relax.

Outside, the sky is blue, the afternoon sun is soft and bright, and the light of the setting sun is still shining on this vast land, casting a shadow on the surrounding scenery.Although the current temperature is still a bit cool, it is very warm when bathed in the sun.

Look at the surrounding flowers and plants, nourished by the soft light, dancing with the wind, each exuding gorgeous colors, can enjoy this lush green scenery, and naturally feel comfortable.

Here, the footprints of the past are left everywhere. I don’t know how many times I have walked this familiar road. Every time I am on the scene, there is a faint memory.

As he walked all the way, Uncle Feng's mood became much brighter, and he smiled when he spoke.

Jianjie also enjoyed this scene very much. He pointed to a place and asked: "Uncle, do you still remember that once, it was there, you made me angry, and I left angrily, but you didn't catch up, which made me Looking back for you again!"

"Of course I remember!" Uncle Feng looked leisurely. In the past few days, he and Chen Wendong have been wandering around here, telling a lot of past events and sharing a lot of happiness. He thought that today is still like yesterday, and recalled: " Xiaojian, sometimes he is very stubborn, he tends to lose his temper when he is stubborn, I can't help him, I can only be patient and forgiving. But if he makes any mistakes, when it's my turn to get angry, he will be obedient ..."

The more he listened, the more Jianjie felt something was wrong. Before Uncle Feng finished speaking, he interrupted: "Uncle, I'm Xiaojian!"

Uncle Feng was concentrating on talking about good memories. He seemed to be living in the past, completely immersed in it, when suddenly his words were interrupted, and his mind became confused. He couldn't help but pause.

"Uncle, who were you talking to just now? Why are you talking to yourself?" Jian Jie looked at the person in front of him and asked suspiciously.

I saw that Uncle Feng unconsciously touched his head twice, but he didn't say anything, as if he couldn't remember what happened just now.Then he turned his head and saw that Jianjie had grown so much that he returned to reality and asked, "Xiaojian, what happened to Uncle just now?"

After hearing this, Jianjie's heart tightened. He quickly reached out and touched Uncle Feng's forehead. He didn't have a fever, but he still worried and asked, "Uncle, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Uncle is fine, what's the matter?"

Jian Jie asked again: "You really can't remember what happened just now?"

Uncle Feng looked puzzled: "What happened just now?"

Jianjie didn't explain. He was afraid that if he said it, Uncle Feng would think about it, so he changed the subject and said, "No, let's go for a walk by the river and go home!"

When he left, Uncle Feng looked back at the place where he stayed just now, as if something was lost there, but he just couldn't remember.

Then, walk with Jianjie all the way.

The scenery by the river is so pleasant to look at, but Jianjie has no intention of admiring it. His mind is completely on Uncle Feng, thinking to himself: "How did Uncle Feng get so confused just now?"Just like that night, the short-term amnesia occurred, is it because of the death of Uncle Zhao, which hit him too hard?He hasn't looked away yet?Or, he is getting older and older, forgetting what just happened, a little dementia...? '

At this time, Uncle Feng has returned to normal, he is talking happily, there is nothing wrong with it.When Jianjie inspected him carefully, he found that Uncle Feng was walking more and more slowly.