Banana + apple =?

My name is Chen Xiangping, I am 30 years old, I am a collector of cultural relics, and I am also the son of Chen Chen and Xiang Jiao.

When I was very young, the name "Apple" was always present in my upbringing.I met her in the kindergarten, and I didn't know that was the last time she saw me and my mother.

When I was 5 years old, my mother always hid in the bed and cried secretly at night. After that, she seldom called me apple, but usually called me son.

Later, when I grew up, she looked at my face and sometimes showed a sad expression, but it was fleeting, but it was still discovered by me.

My parents divorced when I was 22, I wasn't surprised.Although our family is very harmonious, I know that my mother is always a little alienated from my father.

Their relationship is more like friends than husband and wife, I think so since I was a child.

Because when I was young, the word "apple" was more on my mother's lips. In contrast, my father was rarely cared about by my mother.

After the age of 22, I went abroad for a period of time to conduct deeper academic research.Meanwhile, I met a strange woman.

The woman is well maintained, with a slim figure, it can be seen that she must be a beautiful woman when she is young.

She grabbed me on the street and murmured "It's so similar, it's a pity you're not her."

I asked the woman, "Who are you? Do you know me?"

She seemed to have regained her senses, straightened her hair, and said with a smile, "My name is Huo Huo. Sorry just now, because you are very similar to an old friend I know, I couldn't hold back for a while."

I shook my head and said goodbye to the lady.

A few days later, I received a message from my father that my mother had Alzheimer's disease.I immediately booked a flight back home.

When my mother saw me, she immediately hugged me, but she recognized me as her, "Apple, I miss you so much, I'm sorry, don't leave me anymore, okay?"

Mother stroked my face and looked at me tenderly.

"Why have you been so young and handsome for so many years? No wonder there are so many people who like you. It would be nice if you said you were ugly."

Listening to my mother's words, I became more and more curious about that "Brother Apple" when I was young, and even a little disgusted. I speculated about the relationship between her and my mother, and I was afraid that the truth would be as I thought.

I started looking through my mother's diary, and the diary all started with apple, because this is my growth record.I read carefully, and still found a few parts that did not belong to me.

Those memories of "Brother Apple" mixed in my growth record, my mother's words express her thoughts and love in an ambiguous but affectionate way.Every word in my diary when I was 5 years old expresses my apology to her.

There is also a photo in it, which is taken by my mother wearing a wedding dress with her.In the photo, the two look at each other. If you look at this photo alone, it really makes people feel that they are a good match.

I rummaged through my mother's cell phone again, and a phone recording and a text message from abroad caught my attention.

In the voice, it seemed to be a conversation between mother and Aunt Feng, with another woman in the middle.

The woman and Aunt Feng seemed to be drunk. Aunt Feng confessed to her mother on the phone, and the woman also expressed her love for Aunt Feng on the phone and asked her mother to treat her well.

The sender was a man named Huohuo.She said in the letter that she saw a man who looked like Apple abroad, and she hugged him, but unfortunately it was a boy.She expressed her apology to her mother, apologized for her recklessness, and greeted her mother's body.

I was reading the word Huohuo and the voice in the phone recording just now, and suddenly thought of the strange woman I met on the street a few days ago.

I replied to the email for my mother, and informed her of my identity and my mother's illness, hoping that she could tell me the story of my mother and Apple.

Long emails were exchanged between the two countries. I seemed to be reading an ancient book, replaying the past of my mother in my mind.

I suddenly lost the panic I had at the beginning, and instead had more sympathy.

My mother used to have such a warm and sad past. It turns out that Apple's love for bananas is not just a one-way rush.

I understand that the gap between my father and my mother has never been Apple, but the mother's feelings for her that no one can replace.

At the end of the diary, my mother wrote, "My him, he has finally grown up, you know? He became a collector of cultural relics, doing amazing things like you. My her, how are you over there?" ? Forgive my weakness, forgive me."

I dug out another box. The box had obviously been carefully wiped, and the pattern on it was a little smoothed. When I opened the box, there was a pair of bracelets inside.

I looked at the bracelet, it was not very old but high-quality jadeite, the carving was a bit rough, but it could be seen that it was very fine.

I looked at the pattern and felt more and more familiar. This is not a pattern, it is obviously a bronze inscription from the Bronze Age.

I sent the picture of the bracelet to the teacher, and asked the teacher to help translate it.

The teacher told me that on one bracelet was "the banana I love" and on the other was "the apple that loves you".

My mother and she were great people who never hurt anyone and melted their affection for each other in their hearts.

Even though her mother has her in her heart, she has never paid too much to the family.Even though she still has a mother in her heart, she never crossed the line and just guarded silently.

As a son, in line with my mother's words, I want to accompany her as an "apple" in the remaining years of my mother's life.