"Grandma can't drink the pigeon soup anymore... Jingjing remembers to drink it while it's hot..."

"Jingjing likes to eat skewers the most..."

"Jingjing..."

"Jingjing's graduation ceremony... If grandma doesn't go, no one will go... What should I do if there is no one to take photos with my grandson..."

What to do.

Chen Jing still remembers it.

The old lady was still chanting these three words before she died.

Chen Jing remembered that he didn't cry at all at that time.

These three words have been repeating in my mind.

yes.

What to do.

I will no longer have a grandma...

"The old lady is at this age, and she passed away without any pain. I would like to express my condolences and accept my wishes..."

"It's okay, this day will come sooner or later, I know."

"The funeral home's car is already waiting downstairs. Please settle the payment before you leave..."

"Sorry! I'll go right away!"

Chen Jing remembered that he never cried from the beginning to the end, and he did not cry until the old lady was buried. He had been calmly handling her funeral affairs.

He felt that this was because he had suddenly grown up, matured, and learned to look at life, separation, and death in an adult way.

From then on, Chen Jing's life was filled only with study and work, until that day...

Colleagues brought pigeon soup and rice to him who was still working overtime.

Then he went crazy.

Like a lunatic, I sat at my workstation holding a takeaway lunch box and cried bitterly.

It was only then that he understood the truth.

The saddest part when a loved one dies is not the time of death.

But later.

When we gradually separate our deceased relatives from our lives, even if this process is accompanied by a huge sense of emptiness and exhaustion, and even if the blood and flesh are attached to them, we will eventually get used to it.

Until that moment.

A certain detail of life suddenly meets the past.

The heart-wrenching sadness will swallow you up and drown you in an instant.

The shortcomings in memory, guilt, self-blame, regret...

Everything.

It is difficult to make up for it in a lifetime.

"Jingjing, don't scare me..."

Chen Boxu felt something strange coming from his shoulder, and subconsciously looked back, only to see Chen Jing staring blankly ahead, tears falling down his cheeks.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?! We'll be home soon! Grandpa will help you take care of yourself when you get home! You'll be fine!"

"I just remembered some things from the past..." Chen Jing came back to his senses in a daze and looked at Chen Boxu blankly, unaware that his face was full of tears, "I'm fine, don't worry."

"Are you hurting somewhere? Tell grandpa if you feel pain! When you go back, grandpa will help you find painkillers!"

"Well, it hurts..."

Chen Jing's heart twitched violently. Looking at the grandfather in another world in front of him, the sadness in his heart was suddenly replaced by grievance.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that he was not that mature.

Seems to be still young.

"Grandpa, I feel so uncomfortable..."

"Damn that Lawrence piece of shit! He must be..."

"grandfather."

"What's wrong, dear grandson, tell me! Damn this broken elevator is so slow. I'll dismantle it tomorrow morning! Dear grandson, tell me what you're talking about..."

"I miss grandma."
Chapter completed!