Angel didn't even bother to wear socks, so he put on his clothes and ran out of the door. During this period, my grandfather was not in good condition and couldn't eat anything. He had fired twice, but he could basically control himself. He didn't expect to receive such a call suddenly.

When I arrived at the hospital, my second aunt and uncle also arrived. When I saw him, I shouted: "What's wrong with your mother's phone turning off? I didn't answer it, and then turned it off! Isn't you going to care if you're like this? Are you a human being?"

"Troubleshoot this one first, I'll go home to find my mom tomorrow." Angel frowned.

Angel stayed in the hospital all night and watched the doctors and nurses come in and out, his second aunt kept wiping her tears and cursing her mother in a low voice.

At dawn, the doctor talked to the family, but grandpa's condition did not improve, and he couldn't hold on for a few days even after entering the ICU.

Angel couldn't say what he was in, he just felt uncomfortable. The old man who had not been with him for a few days since childhood was a child and felt uncomfortable while lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed.

It was not until dawn that he walked out of the hospital, called the school to ask for leave, and drove home.

When he took out the key and opened the door, he found that the lock had been replaced by his mother at some point. He sighed and took a few shots on the door.

The door opened quickly, and my mother stood behind the door with a pale face, looking like she hadn't slept all night.

"Mom..." Anhe held her shoulder, "Are you okay?"

"I won't go to the hospital, I won't go," my mother said softly, "I don't dare to go. Whatever they say, I won't dare to go, don't force me to go."

"I understand, I understand." Anhe hugged his mother and patted her back gently.

"You hate me, really, it doesn't matter if you hate me." My mother's words were a little confused.

"I really don't hate," said Angel, "it's all over... what can't be overcome."

Until her grandfather passed away, my mother had never been to the hospital. Angel did not force her, but just ran around to deal with her grandfather's affairs.

After confirming the cremation time, he called his mother.

"Where is he now?" My mother was silent for a long time before asking.

"funeral parlor."

"Do you have time? I want to go and have a look."

"I have time," said Angel, "I'll pick you up."

It has been raining these days, drizzling. Anh was sitting in the car and waiting for his mother to go downstairs. He turned off the wiper. Not long after, the raindrops filled the windshield.

Even in the car, Anh could still smell the fresh and fishy smell of earth wrapped in the rain.

My mother got into the car and sat in silence on the passenger seat. Angel reached out to help her fasten her seat belt: "Can you go?"

My mother nodded, lowered her head and pressed her swollen eye sockets: "Anh."

"Hmm?" Angel responded.

"Are you in love?" asked my mother.

Angel glanced at her and smiled: "Why did you ask this all of a sudden?"

"Just ask, I feel like you have changed recently." My mother turned her head and looked out the window.

"People always change, it depends on what they become." Anhe smiled and said nothing else.

The funeral home is very quiet, with a faint smell of fragrance and candles floating in the rain and fog.

Angel held an umbrella and hugged his mother through a long path full of pine and cypress. He had called the staff before and said that someone would wait for them at the door and could go to see his grandfather after registration.

At the end of the road is a row of steps. From a distance, I saw someone standing on the steps with a black umbrella. It should be waiting for their staff.

"It's there," Angel said.

"Yes." My mother nodded, but her steps suddenly slowed down.

When I walked down the steps, my mother cried.

"Auntie, I'm sorry," the person standing on the steps walked down and greeted them, "Are you looking at Grandpa Chen?"

Anhe nodded, then was stunned, staring at the wet bluestone steps, and after a while, he raised his head and saw clearly the person wearing a black suit holding a black umbrella.

"Then..." He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Come with me," Na Chen bowed slightly, "Beware of the stairs slipping."

Anhe helped his mother and walked in behind him, his mind was turbulent. He never expected to meet the Chen here that he hadn't seen for several months.

He stared at Na Chen's back. This was the first time he saw Na Chen wearing a formal outfit. His strange and familiar feeling made him breathe a little unstable.

Na Chen took them into the morgue, confirmed their identity again, and pulled open the cabinet of grandpa and stepped aside: "The time cannot be too long, temperature changes will have an impact."

My mother took a step forward, and when she saw her grandfather, she leaned against Anhe with her hand covering her face and cried: "Dad...I'm sorry for you...I'm sorry for you..."

Angel hugged his mother tightly, and his mother could hardly stand. He had to help her walk out: "Let's go."

Na Chen closed the cabinet and walked out behind them.

My mother cried very sadly. Since childhood, Anhe had never seen her like this before. He hugged her mother's shoulder silently, and didn't bother to turn around and say anything to Na Chen.

After walking to the car, my mother pushed him away: "I don't want to take the car, I'll go."

"Then I'll accompany you..." Angel locked the car again.

"No," my mother wiped her eyes, took the umbrella in his hand, lowered her head and strode forward, "I want to stay alone, I just need to walk back slowly, don't follow me."

Angel didn't say anything, followed her mother and walked out of the funeral home, watching her mother slowly merge into the crowd on the street, standing there for a long time without moving.

The raindrops gradually became denser. He sighed softly and looked down at the small puddle at his feet.

The raindrops that fell on his body suddenly disappeared, Anhe raised his head and a black umbrella blocked his head.

"Hi." Na Chen stood beside him and said softly with a smile.

"…Hi." Angel hesitated for a moment and smiled at him.

"My name is Na Chen," Na Chen looked at him, "Where are you?"

Angel opened her mouth and wanted to say that she hadn't seen you for a few months. She didn't change at all, but in the end she cooperated and said, "My name is Angel."

"I'll get off work at five o'clock," Na Chen looked down at his watch, "There are twenty minutes left."

"Ah? Oh," Angel was stunned, "I'll treat you to a meal?"

"Okay," Na Chen nodded and handed him the umbrella, "Waiting for me in the car, I'll change my clothes."

"Um."

Na Chen turned around and walked back, after walking a few steps, he suddenly ran up, jumping and jumping along the road, and soon ran away without shadow.

Only then did Anhe come to his senses, put down the umbrella in his hand, raised his face and breathed a long sigh towards the raindrops.

The author has something to say: This is officially starting to be sweet, but it is actually good to finish it here.

By the way, about Nachen's age... The author, who has always lacked logic, is a little confused. He is 20 years old, and then he is a junior internship. The key is that he said before that he went to school two years later, so it would be a bit wrong. In short, ignore it. After I finish it, it makes sense to change the previous two years later to one year later, and it makes sense, ah.

In addition, I know someone is waiting for Teacher An to collect the bill, but I have to tell you sadly that I just received a notice a few days ago that I wanted crabs. And this time the crabs are not local crabs, but big crabs. If they are clamped, the consequences will be very serious. Look at the current label of "Dan" frequency, it seems that the extreme love and revenge has been changed to inspirational life, so... let's drink water together, I love you.
Chapter completed!