The morning sun just popped up, and golden light hit the window and projected onto the bed in the room.

Why not turn over lazily, habitually reach out to hug the person beside the pillow, and prepare to smell my husband and stay in bed for a while.

I closed my eyes and touched it for a few times, but I felt empty.

She opened her eyes and froze for a moment, then withdrew her hand in a daze, curled up slowly, opened her mouth and bit the corner of the quilt, wrapping herself tightly.

That person is gone...

After a while, the alarm clock rang, and the person on the bed quietly looked at the noisy panda alarm clock. He only reached out to press it when it was about to stop automatically for three minutes.

"Xiaoya, get up." He Dang walked to the small bedroom next to him and knocked on the door, then turned his head and walked into the bathroom to wash.

The person in the mirror was a little haggard, with dark circles as thick as smoky makeup... She couldn't help but rub her eyes, and her insomnia became worse and worse.

Have to hold on...

"Why haven't there any movement yet?!"

The mouth was filled with foam, so why not brush your teeth and walk out of the bathroom, kick the door of the small bedroom, and shouted in a vague manner, "I'll be late in a while."

Squeak.

The door is open.

“I won’t go to school today.”

Little Anya rubbed her eyes and looked up at her, "Mom, you forgot that it's the weekend again."

"oh……"

He Dian was stunned for a moment, then pulled his slippers back to the bathroom, drank water twice and sprayed it out again, wiped his mouth and returned to the living room, took out two eggs from the refrigerator and entered the kitchen.

"Don't sleep in, I'll take you to grandma's place after breakfast."

"Grandma said yesterday that she came here in the afternoon." Little Anya snatched the kitchen door, "Mom, can I not eat eggs?"

"Then what do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat fried chicken wings."

"No." Why not turn around and smile at her, "You can't eat so greasy things in the morning."

"Where are the fried chicken legs?"

“No.”

"That……"

"You can only eat eggs." Why not hold the egg and knock it on the edge of the pot, break it with both hands, and the egg liquid flows into the pot, turning into a beautiful round shape, "You can only eat chicken legs at night."

"Okay then." Xiao Anya sat back on the sofa in a depressed manner, turned on the TV to find out her favorite cartoon.

"You can grow up quickly after eating eggs." Why not bring out two fried eggs, "One person, wait, I'll give you a hot box of milk."

Putting the plate on the table, she turned back to the kitchen.

The originally pleasant breakfast time, but after one person was missing, it completely changed. No one clamored for her to squeeze carrot juice.

It's much quieter.

After finishing all the breakfast, I watched Xiao Anya finish the fried eggs obediently, why not take the tableware back into the kitchen, wash it carefully and put it on the cabinet.

After several months, the layout of the home has not changed at all under her careful maintenance, and everything remains the same.

I came to the studio next to clean up. It was too easy to clean it up after missing that fool. I just need to sweep the dust. There were no more messy drawings, nor were there paint everywhere.

It seems like I have nothing to do again... I have quit my job, and the novel is getting worse and worse due to my mood. It has been a long time since I touched it.

Why not sit at the desk and be stunned for a while? Why are there nothing to do?

There was a Doraemon doll on the table. He spent more than 200 yuan to grab it from the claw machine when he was dating. She was so angry that she jumped straight and admitted it honestly, and insisted on giving up and keep catching it. She stubbornly asked her to wait and see him catch it.

After pinching Doraemon's belly, she liked this doll that could be bought from a street stall for only twenty yuan. That fool could always satisfy her wishes like it.

There are thick scrap manuscripts piled up under the doll, which she left behind for Qin Guanglin. Whenever he improves his painting skills a lot and then looks at the previous scrap manuscripts, it will be easier to see the previous shortcomings and then learn from experience to improve himself.

Looking through one by one, his posture of sitting in front of the drawing board could easily appear in front of him.

This sunset was painted by him and she on the hillside of the city. He went there for several days in a row, observing which period was the most perfect before starting to write.

The fisherman hired a boatman on the Luo River and asked his family to go to the middle of the river to catch fish for two days. One day was enough, but it was a little rain at that time, and the painting was wet by the rain. He had to draw another picture again.

There is also this Mid-Autumn Festival full moon. In order to make her funny, he drew a small figure on the moon, but the ink he used was too thick and it was destroyed.

Where did you come from so many things to do in the past? It seemed like you couldn't finish it all day... Now I suddenly feel so idle.

Oh, there is no such thing as missing one who makes garbage.

"Mom, this picture is so beautiful. I will be a painter like my dad in the future." Xiao Anya ran in from outside and tiptoed to see the painting in her hand.

"Okay, you will definitely be better than him in the future." Why don't you touch your daughter's head, "Why don't you watch TV anymore?"

"I'm hungry." Xiao Anya touched her stomach.

"Can't you eat enough eggs?" She was stunned. When did her daughter's appetite become so big?

"It's time to have lunch now!" Little Anya reminded her.

“…”

Why not turn around and look at the watch. It was already past twelve o'clock... But just looking at the painting, why is it already noon?

"What do you want to eat?"

“Fried chicken legs!”

"You can't eat too much fried one. You will only eat it after night."

Xiao Anya bit her finger and thought, "Then... let's eat three vegetarian food."

"The same taste as your dad." He Dian touched her head, "Go to do your homework first, and you'll do it later."

"Um."

I got up and turned on the refrigerator and looked. It was empty inside, with only a few carrots and eggs left, which could not be made for lunch.

When you go back to the bedroom and take off your home clothes, why not prepare to change your clothes and go out to buy vegetables? It is best to buy more and come back, so you don’t have to run out all the time.

When I opened the wardrobe, I saw a bunch of plaid shirts. She complained about these plaid shirts, and she had no aesthetics at all. She wore them in rustic style, but he still felt good about himself.

Tears suddenly fell, why not curl up on the ground and cover your face and cry out loud.

"Mom, why are you crying?" Little Anya ran over with her short legs.

"No, mom didn't cry." Why did you stand up and wipe your tears, and casually take a coat from the closet and put it on your body, "You stay at home, mom will come back soon when you go shopping for vegetables."

The vegetable market is very close, and you can only walk the shortest road by passing two traffic lights, but she hasn't walked that road for a long time. Every time she subconsciously spends more than ten minutes to take another road to buy vegetables.

Why not stand downstairs and feel that everything is so strange.

After calming down, she decided to take the nearest road, just two traffic lights, what's there to be afraid of?

The music from the roadside shop is played loudly, and even if it is far away, you can hear the voice of the male singer inside clearly.

Standing in front of the traffic light, why not listen quietly to the singing coming from afar.

"If I had known that day would be our last one"

“I will never waste time talking to you about trivial matters”

"A goodbye that seems accidental but necessary in life"

"No appointment, no one can avoid it"

It seems that my deskmate in high school discussed with her which season is more suitable for death. What did she say?

Oh by the way, my deskmate said it was summer, and summer was the best. Open the door, the moldy instant noodles bucket was on the table, and flies were buzzing, and the host and guests on the TV were talking nonsense, the dim lights, the fan, a stool, a rope, a corpse with corpses and stench.

What a nice view.

It turns out that death sometimes has such great temptation. That kind of scene is like candy. Just thinking about it makes her swallow it.

Why don’t you remember the pain of falling heavily on the ground? Who could have imagined that a person who stayed at home all day would have such great strength, as if she just pushed her around and flew out lightly.

"There was a familiar scene once in a scene that seemed familiar"

"At that moment, I suddenly felt that you were by my side."

The music from afar came into my ears, so why not turn around in a daze and suddenly wake up with a sensation. One of her feet had already stretched out of the zebra crossing and quickly put them back.

There are still elderly people to raise at home. Anya has not grown up yet, so she has to live.

Have to hold on...

After buying vegetables carefully, I returned home, so why bother the singing just now echoed in my ears.

He should be still by his side, right? He just can't see it.

"Mom, the flowers are blooming." When Xiao Anya saw her coming back, she immediately ran over and called her, "You come and see it, it's so beautiful."

flower?

Why not put down the dishes in your hand and follow your daughter to the balcony, and you can see the bright red flower at a glance.

After raising it for more than ten years, this is the first time I have seen it bloom.

The fool even bet with her that the flower will not bloom, and now she won it, right?

I squatted down and looked at the flower carefully, so why not remember the legend?

"Can you lead him back? Please."

She was like a fool, talking to herself to a flower.
Chapter completed!