in2ebook Chapter 277 Regret.
Chapter 277 Regret.
Shen Sinian increased the manpower to find her, but the world is too big.
Later he thought she was dead and never came again.
But her neighbor's last words shocked her:
"He was here when your father died."
Yin Wanshu almost cried out loud, and in the end they didn't get together.
Shen Sinian loved her and held her photo in his hand until the last moment of his life.
The photo was embedded in his pocket watch, and when the bullet pierced her heart, he looked at her smiling face and closed his eyes.
Shen Sinian died, and Gu Xinran died with him at the last moment.
War is brutal and completely merciless.
Except for him, all the Shen family troops were annihilated. This is the natural law of the survival of the fittest.
The old lady watched the sky gradually darken and went out with her cane.
She was a little worried because her childishness hadn't returned yet.
He said he would find some bamboo shoots for her and come back to fry some bacon for her.
The boy had lived with her for a long time. From the first moment she saw him, she knew that he must have encountered some difficulties or something he couldn't get over.
Life is long, and when you go through it, you will find that everything is empty.
She didn't ask about his past, because everyone who was willing to stay here had a story.
It may be sad or happy, but it will never be perfect.
What she experienced was nothing more than a small part of her life. During the long wait, she gradually learned to let go and to let go.
It's over. It was a long time ago, so long ago that she almost forgot about it.
As the sun sets, a figure walks out of the woods.
Tong Xin saw his grandmother's figure. She was standing in the place where the afterglow of the setting sun was shining. That was the picture waiting for him to come home.
"grandmother."
The old lady smiled, with a hint of sadness.
Tong Xin ran over and took off the backpack:
"Look, today's bamboo shoots are fresh and tender. Let's go home and fry them for you."
Tongxin's clothes were all wet. It was not easy to walk in the mountains, and it was very difficult to go up and down the mountain.
It had just rained, so the place was wet and slippery. Grandma reached out and patted the rain off his body:
"Are you exhausted? Take a rest. Here is the tea I made for you."
The old lady had no children, but she loved him as her own grandson.
She had been lonely all her life, and he was the first person who appeared in front of her and the first person who was willing to take care of her.
Tong Xin is handsome, looks positive and loving, and is a good kid.
Compared to his previous melancholy self, he now really seems like he has been reborn.
He got rid of his depression and escaped from his previous gloom. It was hard to say whether it was this place that healed him or the old lady in front of him who healed him.
"It's not tiring, grandma. You take a rest first. I'll go cook."
Tong Xin never hesitates to smile, and now he is a completely different person.
He loved to laugh, and it was a laugh that came more from the heart. When he looked at the old grandmother with a head full of white hair, he seemed to feel the warmth of home.
In fact, he lacks love. Most love comes with conditions. Only here, he is simply free and does not need any rules or regulations.
No one told him you should do this or you should do that.
On the contrary, he feels that his current self is his true self.
As the sun sets, the moon slowly rises, and the moonlight penetrates through layers of obstacles and reaches their world.
The starry sky is gentle and romantic, like a poem and a painting.
"Grandma, it's time to eat."
Tongxin always cooks the dishes a little softer so that they are more suitable for the elderly to digest.
The old lady came over with a cane, walking unsteadily. There were several side dishes on the table, each of which was to her taste.
She knew that Tongxin was a filial child, but after all, she was old and couldn't eat so much.
"Child, don't deliberately cook to your grandma's taste in the future. Just follow your own habits."
Judging from his accent, he is probably not from here, so he probably can't get used to the food in these mountains.
Yes, there is indeed a big gap between the south and the north.
"Grandma, I'm used to it."
He is a good boy and always speaks in a friendly manner.
He looks very similar to the young Shen Sinian, with the same height and handsome features.
He reminded her of the past, but that was a long, long time ago.
She waited here for her whole life, but in the end she never saw him.
She looked at him and responded with a childlike smile:
"Grandma, what's wrong with you?"
Grandma looked a little serious, but he would never know why.
The old lady came back to her senses:
"Where is your home?"
This was the first time she talked about his past, his family, where he came from?
Tongxin's smile paused as he thought of his home, which seemed familiar to him.
The change in his expression could not escape the old lady's eyes. Perhaps it was a past that she did not want to be mentioned.
Just because something isn’t mentioned doesn’t mean it didn’t happen.
He used to be used to escaping and was good at not solving problems when they occurred.
He thinks he can't do better, so he just doesn't do it.
But now, he felt that there was nothing he couldn't bring up:
"I'm from a city in the north. Have you heard of Lido?"
Lido?
Of course she hadn't heard of it. In fact, she had no idea what the outside world was like. She had lived in this town all her life.
This town doesn't even have natural gas, how can she understand the outside world?
But the outside world is rich and colorful, which doesn’t mean she doesn’t know it.
Everyone has a story, and she is not the only one who is the protagonist of this story.
"Why are you here?"
why?
Tongxin almost forgot that he didn't belong to this place.
This place is pure, like another world.
A child's heart is someone who has died once, so there is nothing that cannot be let go.
Speak, maybe this is his only chance to repent.
The childish expression turned into a trace of sadness. He ate and talked as if chatting about family matters:
"It's a long story, I don't know where to start."
This was the first time he was willing to talk about himself, and his grandmother listened quietly.
"I did something wrong, an unforgivable mistake, and everyone is blaming me, but no one is willing to stand on my side."
He was not the only one who did something wrong. Just like she had done something wrong back then, she also suffered severe punishment.
Thinking of those past events, she still felt guilty.
In fact, people who do wrong are blaming themselves. They hope to be understood and forgiven. It is like entering a maze. Without anyone to guide them, they will only get more and more lost.
Yin Wanshu at that time and Tong Xin now are the same kind of people. Perhaps this is the reason why they met and why fate brought them together.
Grandma picked up a piece of bacon and put it in my bowl. Maybe this is forgiveness, maybe this is comfort.
She knew that he must be very sad, and she knew that he must not be a bad boy.
Tong Xin looked at the meat in the bowl:
"I have failed two girls, one who loves me and one whom I love. I have no ability to bring happiness to anyone, including my family. I have no ability to sustain it."