He held Fu Xiaoning in his arms until she cried and fell asleep. Looking at the tears on her face, he felt like ants gnawing at her, which made it difficult for him to fall asleep.
He has money, fame and fortune, but in the face of disease, he is just a helpless ordinary man, can't make his father-in-law better, can't wipe the tears of Fu Xiaoning's eyes, can only watch her eyes constantly pouring tears, burning his skin and heart.
Life and death is a link that everyone must go through in his life. He can tell Fu Xicheng the universality of life and death, but he can't comfort Fu Xiaoning with the same reason. He could only watch her cry. He found that he had no other way but to hold her and wipe her tears.
He closed his eyes, hugged Fu Xiaoning hard, and then gave her a kiss on the top of her head.
"I'm sorry."
The next day, after staying at home for a while, Fu Xiaoning, urged by Fu Jiaxiong, took their father and son to the streets of Ningcheng. In fact, Fu Xiaoning doesn't have much memory of Ningcheng. He only remembers that when he was a child, he lived here, his parents who loved her and his friends who played crazy all day.
There seems to be nothing else.
The alley in my hometown has been demolished and the buildings on both sides have been built. I can't see the shadow of my childhood. Only the old locust tree in xiangzikou can vaguely see the shadow of that year.
I remember when I was a child, she always loved to be alone in the room, and then secretly wear her mother's skirt and high-heeled shoes. At that time, in her eyes, her mother was the most beautiful woman in the world, and even the female stars on TV could not match her. She will give her all kinds of braids, let those little girls envy.
In fact, at that time, she already liked singing very much. At that time, the family was very happy. Although she was not very rich, almost everyone's face was full of smiles.
But when she was a child, she was also very shy. Although she loved singing, she did not dare to sing in front of others, even in front of her parents.
At that time, some children from relatives came to play at home. There was music playing in the speaker. When no one was around, she would sing along with the music. Then as soon as the child came in, she quickly shut up. After she left, she could not help humming along. When she was heard, the child ran out to complain.
"Fu Xiaoning is singing again, she is singing again!"
Hearing him complain in a loud voice, Fu Xiaoning turns a white eye silently. Her singing is none of his business, and this is her home, not his home.
What's more, her singing is not so bad. She feels the same as what she put out in the speaker. She's not a noise nuisance.
There are aunts and uncles laughing, saying that my sister is very good and capable. When she grows up, she can be a professional singer. At that time, Fu Jiaxiong looked proud and proud, but he said something modest: "where, where, children howl."
Just polite words, we will not pursue, but at that time her mother's look, looking at her face is gentle. It seems that she never lost her temper, never talked to others, let alone beat and scold her. Now Fu Xiaoning thinks of her and thinks that she is really a fairy. How can there be such a perfect person in the world.
So God may just let her come to the world. Her magic power is limited. Her evil can warm the people around her. Then when the time comes, she will leave them.
For her death, she was very sad, but the most sad person should be Fu Jiaxiong. Her death almost took the man's life away. From then on, he knew that he was still dead. There was nothing else in the secular world that could arouse his nostalgia.
But she has a daughter, but he still can't live the rest of his life, also can't give Fu Xiaoning any memorable memories.
But at this time, knowing that Fu Jiaxiong's body has been unable to carry on, maybe he will leave her soon. Fu Xiaoning still feels that her father and mother will leave her after all.
But fortunately, she also has her husband and son. She has been walking alone all her life. Later, when he met Yu Cheng, he hugged her with open hands and gave her the most precious gift of her life.
Even though there were many frustrations along the way, they finally got rid of all difficulties and came together. Now life is undoubtedly happy, and she can only wait helplessly for the parting that she doesn't know when it will come.
I don't know who said that parents are passers-by of their children's life, but they go along with each other for a while, and then they will always leave, and the person they want to join hands with for a lifetime is their other half. In fact, they may not be able to walk for a lifetime. Maybe they will go their separate ways on the way.
However, she and the game into, should be able to walk together for a lifetime, she no longer want to let go of the game into the hand.
Game into back to see Fu Xiaoning looking at her in a daze, since she came here, her whole person is in a trance, she is so lack of security, fear and resistance to the future.But no one can stop at the same place, we are all dragged forward by time, even if you know that there are things in front of you that you are afraid of and don't want to face, you can only watch time bring you to them. Can't do anything, can't shout, can't stop.
"I lived here when I was very young, but after my mother died, we moved to the north city a few years later. But in recent years, we almost never came back, so my father said he wanted to come back, I can understand. In fact, I'm a stranger here. I used to be young and I don't care about my memory. "
"Well." Game into looking at Fu Xiaoning, her face is not sad look, it seems that last night howling more than she just in the night to vent those heavy emotions, at dawn to hide those sad.
"My father loves my mother very much. He is a very good husband. He used to be a kind and kind father. Only later my mother left, he could not bear the blow, so later he would go gambling. In fact, when he first came to Beicheng, although he was very sad, he did his best to be good to me. "
"But later, it can't be said that he was not good to me, just like he could die for me, but he couldn't live for me. My mother's death has taken away most of his life. He lives a miserable life. When I can take care of myself, it seems that he doesn't want to take care of me any more. He just indulges himself. "