In those years of beating the enemy to work

Walking into the fenced courtyard, at the end of several sunflowers... is home.

It hasn't changed.

On the willow tree in the courtyard, there are trumpet flowers carved by myself and my younger brother with a ballpoint pen when I was young.On the porch, if nothing goes wrong, there are probably the baby teeth I threw on when I was a child, and I replaced it when I was a child.

Then, the door approached.

Mu Ning stood still in front of the door.

Looking at the home that made her yearn for so many years, she suddenly felt a complex emotion of being close to home and timid.

She can only talk about love but not love with a dangerous killer; she can also play games with the arrogant head of the phantom troupe; she is reckless in that world.But when she got home, she was suddenly frightened.Inexplicably scared.

How to... how to explain the resurrection from the dead to them?

They... parents and brother can, can they recognize me?

And... how are they doing?After getting used to being without me and coming out of the sadness, do they—really really need me?

The heart is like boiling over a raging fire.Mu Ning hesitated at the door for a long time.Her hand went back and forth on the doorknob more than a dozen times, and several blue veins appeared on her neck because of gritting her teeth too hard.

"Click."

But in the end, she still gently and slowly unscrewed the doorknob.

"crunch..."

The door opened.

In front of him was an empty house.There is no one in the house.

Inexplicably, she breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little grateful in her heart, but at the same time, she was also accompanied by loss.

Looking at the home in front of me.The furniture and decoration inside have changed, but the familiar atmosphere has not changed.The air is filled with the pleasant smell of lavender flowers, which is the smell of laundry detergent that my mother has used for decades.

Mu Ning took off his shoes at the door, and stepped on the wooden floor with his bare feet.She carefully stroked the wall with her fingertips, feeling the texture on it, then closed her eyes, and walked towards the stairs.

Plop, plop, plop...

The heart suddenly calmed down.

"Boom."

Kicking his ankle to the bottom step of the stairs, Mu Ning opened his eyes and walked up on tiptoe.

Although the old stairs have been repainted with off-white paint, the feeling of feet when going upstairs still reminds people of the time when she and her brother ran up and down on it.

"crunch...crunch..."

The creaking sound of the wooden floor being stepped on is like a movement that beats in the heart. The filled heart is itchy, warm, and hot.

As the door of his parents' room came into view, Mu Ning's vision gradually blurred.

"Tick tock..."

"Tick tock..."

The wooden floor was wet with tears.She gently pushed open the white wooden door and walked into her parents' room.

Dozens of photos, large and small, hang on the wall behind the bed.Starting from the window, the photo of a yellowed baby with sparse hair, the ugly photo of playing mud with my younger brother, the one who went to my third aunt’s house to catch loaches, the one who wore school uniform at the school gate when I was in elementary school, and the one who hugged the dog in his yard Silly, high school, college, work, love... The photos spread all the way to this side of the wall, and then, the photos of the old couple with white hair and wrinkled faces were completely finished.

In the photo, Mom is in a wheelchair and Dad is on crutches.They no longer have the youth and toughness they remembered.The years have left traces on their eyes and faces. As a daughter, she can hardly recognize her parents.

The tears in my eyes flowed more and more, and the sourness in my heart seemed to burst out of my chest.Tears prevented her from seeing her parents clearly in the photo.Mu Ning wiped his tears and tried hard to see clearly, but more and more tears still blurred his vision.

"Ohh Ohh ohh……"

mom……

dad……

She knelt in front of the photo, put her head against the photo, and scenes of a family of four living together flashed before her eyes.

Then she cried and cried...and laughed.

I am back……

mom……

And dad.

Even though she still missed the time when they grew old, she still rushed back after all.

"Click."

At this time, there was a door opening downstairs.

Mu Ning opened his eyes, and his quiet heart began to panic.

"Dad, Dad! I want to eat grandpa's black sesame paste!"

"Ningning, be honest with me!"

"I don't!!"

With the sound of hurried footsteps running up and down the stairs, Mu Ning quickly took the marker pen on the bedside table and hurriedly drew a butterfly on the photo of his parents.Then, she threw the marker back, opened the window and jumped on it.

Looking back, she took one last look at her former home.

I kept the agreement.

Become a butterfly to accompany you.

So so so... If you've come out of the world without me, then...

"Click!" The door opened.

The breeze blows the curtains, and the bright room is empty.

The little girl who looked very much like Mu Ning when she was a child stood at the door of the room with her hips akimbo and her mouth pouted.It wasn't until the grandpa who walked up the stairs said good things to her and scolded her father that she walked into her grandparents' house with a smile to get black sesame paste.

Mu Jing angrily pushed the wheelchair upstairs. After he hugged his mother to the bed, he got up to cook, and then——his steps stopped.

"Dad...Mom..."

His mouth opened and closed, and he couldn't find his voice for a long time.

"What?" The deaf old lady looked puzzled.

"Huh?" The old man followed his line of sight, his eyes widening in vain.

Then, a crying voice erupted from the mouth of a man in his 40s. He pointed to the butterfly in the photo of his parents, and burst into tears.

"Mom! Dad! My sister is back ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

-

That year, it was hot and midsummer.

Cicada's cry was extraordinarily loud.

In order to escape the heat, Xiao Muning, his parents and younger brother often sleep in the attic because the night wind there is cool enough.

Then one day, grandma passed away.

Mother hid in the quilt and cried with them behind her back.In order to comfort his mother, the younger brother got into the quilt like a hamster and put his arms around her.At that time, Xiao Muning was not far behind, she got out of the quilt and threw herself on them.

What did your brother say at that time?

Ah, he said--Mother, don't cry.Grandma just turned into a butterfly and flew away.In the future, I will also become a butterfly and stay with my mother forever.

The mother in the quilt slapped her younger brother, and she cried and laughed a few times, telling him not to talk nonsense, until Dad was afraid that she outside the quilt would catch a cold, so he took another quilt to cover the three of them.

The laughter of the family of four seemed to still echo in my ears.

At that time, her little self closed her eyes in her father's arms, and she thought——

[I will also become a butterfly to accompany you in the future. 】

Blue butterflies danced in front of my eyes.Mu Ning expelled it with his fingers.

Sitting on a park bench, she hugged her knees and closed her eyes lonely.

"So, after you came back from all the hardships, did you cry on the bench in the park? Mu Ning."

A slender figure with a purple-black aura appeared beside her.

"Il fans..."

Mu Ning opened his eyes, turned his head, tears slipped down his face unconsciously.

"I-I don't know what to do..."

With trembling fingers grabbing the hem of his clothes, she hugged him tightly.

"I feel terrible……"

She rested her head on his stomach.

"What to do... Am I a coward..."

Looking at the old faces of her parents, she didn't know how to face them.

She couldn't believe how her parents would feel when they saw someone who wasn't her.

"I...I'm so scared...Woo...Ilmi...I'm scared..."