Chapter 2215

So this is the meaning of the 18 lines of source code?

Huo Shaoheng has always been steadfast and steady, and his joy and anger are not reflected in his appearance.

But at this moment, I was in front of my grandfather who died in the big bang 19 years ago, and behind me was my mother, who had been in her prime of life and had not yet experienced the 18 years of suffering.

He suddenly felt that his life was complete.

If we say those subtle regrets and disappointments in his youth are for the reunion of this moment, even in the virtual game, he still thinks it is worth it.

The bottom of the heart of the acid pressure, Huo Shaoheng nodded heavily, said: "Song Lao, Spring Festival is good."

Opposite song Haichuan showed a satisfied smile and nodded: "good Spring Festival, this year I want to go with you to watch the new year, OK?"

"Of course." Huo Shaoheng was slightly surprised.

Is this the wish of his grandfather song Haichuan?

Not only is it an 18-year-old gift for my grandson, but also I want to celebrate the new year with them?

Is this the scene that 18 lines of source code want to show?

It's similar to the wish that he had buried in his heart when he was a boy

Here the game, the scene in front of the scene began to lose color, gradually gray fuzzy.

The images of song Haichuan and song Jinning also slowly disappeared.

Huo Shaoheng stood in his study, slowly took down the game helmet.

Looking at the computer that just showed the end of the game demo on the blue screen, Huo Shaoheng felt thoughtful.

……

At dawn the next day, song Jinning wakes up and finds that the road is far away.

She looked at her watch and got up more than two hours earlier than usual, but she got out of bed and washed up and came to the restaurant.

Luyuan has already set the breakfast on the table.

Song Jinning said apologetically, "do you have anything else to do with getting up so early today? Or I can go alone

Luyuan said with a smile, "it's just to accompany you. Eat it. After that, we'll go. "

Song Jinning smiles at him, eats breakfast silently, and drives into the city with Luyuan.

The siheyuan in the second ring of the imperial capital was handed down by song Jinning's ancestors. Her name is now written on the house property certificate.

But she hasn't been back since the experiment failed, she was shocked, she was insane.

The year before last, she helped her to cure her illness, and she did not come back.

Because I can't stand the feeling of sadness and sadness.

But this time, she couldn't escape.

……

The road turned the car into an alley.

The alley is very narrow, but it can also allow one car to pass in one direction. Qingshiban road has the precipitation of years and extends to the front of a light gray gatehouse.

The gray wall tiles are covered with green Parthenocissus. The vermilion gate has been painted off and looks dark. However, it contrasts with the bright Parthenocissus, which has a kind of color contrast beauty.

Song Jinning came down from the car and just heard a loud whistle.

Looking up, I saw several gray carrier pigeons flying over the blue sky.

Lu Yuan also got out of the car and walked to song Jinning and said with emotion: "is this the old song's home?"

Since he cooperated with song Haichuan, he has never seen him go back to his home.

Song Jinning nodded slightly, "come in."

She took a brass key out of her purse, which she had not used for a long time, and went to open the old-fashioned lock which looked old.

I don't know if the lock is too old or her hand is not strong enough. After several attempts, she couldn't put the key into the lock cylinder.

Lu Yuan looked for a while, took the key from her hand and said gently, "I'll come."

His hand was steady and powerful, and soon the lock was opened, and he pushed the door open.

The door frame creaked and a little dust fell.

Song Jinning didn't care and went in immediately.

There is a small patio with a stone table and three stone benches in the middle. There is a well in the southwest corner of the yard. It has not been used for many years. The wellhead has been sealed.

A grape trellis was built on the east side of the yard. No one took care of it. The vines had already withered. A few dead branches were put on the shelf, which was a bit like an old vine.

Song Jinning turned a blind eye to all this, went directly to the main room where his father lived, pushed the door and went in.

The contents were almost empty, the door was unlocked, and no one came in.

There was a thick layer of dust on the ground, which was a footprints that could be clearly identified.

Song Jinning walked around the room and soon found that under the desk by the window, there was an old rattan box, which looked at least 50 years old.

Looking at the rattan box, she said quietly, "this is my mother's dowry. When I was a child, I often saw my father sitting alone in the patio, rubbing the box with one hand and drinking tea."

Lu Yuan knew that song Jinning's mother had died early. From the beginning of her memory, she was dependent on her father, song Haichuan. She was brought up by her father.But that doesn't mean she has no feelings for her mother.

On the contrary, under the influence of song Haichuan for many years, song Jinning still has a strong affection for her absent mother.

I don't know how many times the rattan box has been rubbed. It has a kind of texture of wrapping.

She squatted down, pulled out the rattan box, touched the password lock, and entered the password.

"This is the lock that my father changed later. We set the password together." Song Jinning said in a low voice that his eyes were already moist.

Lu Yuan did not speak, quietly accompanied her.

Song Jinning takes a deep breath and opens the box.

The contents are very simple, most of them are her mother's relics.

A pearl flower, the Pearl has turned yellow, a jade comb, jade texture is very common, hidden cracks.

There are also several silk handkerchiefs embroidered with endless patterns.

Then there was a thick stack of letters, written in old-fashioned envelopes and brushes.

On each letter, it was written, "my wife is really learning from you.".

Song Jinning was surprised and said, "my mother's name is huaizhen. Are these letters from my father to my mother?"

Lu Yuan glanced at him and said, "well None of these letters have been sent. "

There is no seal of the post office or a stamp on it.

Song Jinning looks at them for a while in silence. He finds that the envelopes of these letters are not sealed. He can't help but take out the paper inside and look at it.

"Huaizhen,

How are you?

Anning is three years old today. She asked me where her mother was and stressed to me not to cheat her with those words that deceive children.

She is only three years old, and she knows what words are "lying to children". She is really smart. "

The letter is very short, just like recording daily trivia. Moreover, song Haichuan is a standard scientist's thinking, without too much rhetorical exaggeration.

Every sentence is plain and unadorned.

Song Jinning can't help but open a letter.

"Huaizhen,

today is your birthday, but I can't celebrate your birthday any more.

But I remember that every year on your birthday, I will cook you a bowl of longevity noodles.

You can't eat it. I'll eat it for you. It's delicious

Song Jinning looked at these letters, as if to see the life of his father and himself. He could not control himself for a moment. He read them one by one.

"Huaizhen,

Anning is six years old. On the first day of school, she came back to tell me that she did not want to be in grade one, she was going to be in grade three.

I took her to take the jump exam, and she got full marks and went straight to the fourth grade.

If you were alive, would you be happy to see our daughter so smart?

I know you don't regret giving birth to her, even if you die for it.

I'm sorry to lose you, but I'm not going to get angry with her.

I love you, and I love you for giving me the most precious gift to stay in the world, our daughter. "

Song Jinning's hand loosened, and the letter paper fell slowly. She looked at the road with tears streaming down her face and said with a choking voice: -- I don't know I thought my father had only experiments in his mind I always follow my father's example I'm not as good as him... "

Lu Yuan took her into his arms to comfort her and helped her to put the open letter back.

Just as he was packing up his last letter, another piece of paper fell out of it, with lines of source code written on it!

It's all handwritten. It's song Haichuan's handwriting at a glance. The heart of the road is heavy. He stares at the paper and can't move his eyes.

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