A collection of short stories about Qingshan as snow and yellow

After a while, it didn't take long to come back with a medical robot.He thinks that there is not much time left, and it is right to live well in the last days.Huang Shaotian often walks with him everywhere, they can't walk very far now, but there are many places to go even nearby.The beautiful scenery can not only be appreciated with the eyes, no matter where you go with your lover, your heart will see the best picture.

In the evening, they sometimes sat in the yard, watching the last bit of the setting sun fall from the twilight.It's just like their lives, there were vigorous ideals and brilliant peaks, and when they were about to come to an end, they also burned with the last beauty.But the sun roamed alone in the sky, and they were always holding hands.From this point of view, they are very lucky people all their lives.

Huang Shaotian was still smiling when he closed the album.He pointed to the new photo album that had just been unpacked on the other side of the table: "Give me that, please."

The robot handed over the photo album: "Have you remembered it all?"

"I said that I will always remember it." Huang Shaotian said, "The last photo album that hadn't been delivered at that time, I finally got it."

He stroked its dark blue cover without opening it.The robot's indicator light blinked suspiciously.

"I'm going to sit in the yard." Huang Shaotian stood up from behind the table, "Bring me a blanket... and clean the rocking chair."

He walked slowly down the stairs, the robot carrying the blanket at his side.He looked around at everything in the house, everything carried many memories, everything was nostalgic.They imagined the future when they were teenagers, and recalled the past when they were late. No matter where they went, they always had each other in their world.

The two rocking chairs in the yard are placed next to the flower stand, and now they have been swept clean by the outdoor robot, as if they are waiting for their two owners to come.Huang Shaotian sat down, put the blanket on another bamboo chair, and spread the photo album on his lap.

They are always together in the photo.After entering their twilight years, they are like when they were young, they are by each other's side every day, and they can't finish talking.They made tea in the kitchen, trimmed flower branches and lawns, walked along the path in the morning light, and read quietly under the lamp in the evening.A long time ago, when they made promises to each other, Huang Shaotian thought: When our hair is all gray, will your heart and mine remain unchanged?

Years gave him the answer.

The setting sun dyed the sky red, and the evening was so warm that he felt like he was going to fall asleep soon.Maybe one day he will forget his lover, but he will definitely think of all the past again, the people who have been with him for so many years, and have never left until now.They had a long life, and it was a life that made him smile when he recalled it.Time passes, but some things last forever.

They are always there.Stroll, fall in love, grow old...

The rocking chair rocked gently, and he closed his eyes, as if he was going to have a dream in the evening wind.

He saw someone leaning down and kissing his forehead in the dusk, just like they did when they were young.

END