Chapter 616: White head

Chapter 616, the world's white head
Waiting until the night, I can't tell if it was the late autumn wind and the night wind of the early winter. Xiaochun said that she was sleepy and wanted to go back to the room to rest.
The house began to cry slightly.
Grandma Xiaochun called several sons and daughters in front of her and began to tell something. They are all distributions like heritage.
Only after they had a bottle of osmanthus syrup on their hands, these children thought that these things didn't seem to matter.
At least, at this moment.
Whether it will fight in the future, whether it will be noisy, no one knows.
In a very quiet environment, Grandma Xiaochun finally closed her eyes slowly. Luo Shan resisted the grief of her heart, stayed at the side of Xiaochun's grandmother, listening to her heartbeat and pinching her pulse.
Losan told everyone that there is only a little anger, and people are really not good. She said that this was the time of dying, so everyone did not dare to go away.
......
Some people are waiting in other places.
Among the small yards outside the house, under the osmanthus tree of a tree... Luo Qi stayed in this place.
A little fluorescent light-like spot is scattered in the yard, reflecting the soil and leaves, and the golden white osmanthus.
"Children, when you go back, take a section from here and take it back. After you get it, you can grow up."
"Do you have this?" Luo Qiu nodded. "Good."
He looked at the figure, like a little grandmother, this is her soul. Today's souls will gradually dissipate in the absence of any special circumstances, unless there are some difficult words to leave.
"Do you have to take this thing?" Grandma Xiaochun stepped forward to Luoqiu and looked curiously at the mask on his face.
Luo Qiu whispered: "I think this will be more appropriate."
Xiaochun's grandmother shook her head and reached out and took Luo Qiu down. "No need. You are you, at least I can feel it, you are still you. So, I would rather send me away. I will be able to call me." Grandma's people, not such a cool mask."
"So, I won't bring it this time." Luo Qiu nodded.
Xiaochun's grandmother supported Luo Qiu's arm and walked inside the yard. "Grandma, I still don't know what happened to you. Maybe you can tell me, I don't understand. But, you work. Will you bring it with you?"
"Well, consider some situations. For example, avoiding something like that." Luo boss nodded.
Grandma’s grandmother stopped and looked up and smiled.
Luo Qiu just sighed: "I hope that I can distinguish myself."
"But you can't do it."
Luo Qiu said calmly: "Really. Actually, there are times when it is now. Sometimes it is not clear to me. When I take it with me, it is me when I take it off. Sometimes it’s just a habit to bring it.

"Grandma, I am reading less, no culture, I don't understand." Grandma Xiaochun smiled.
Luo Qiu a glimpse.
Grandma Xiaochun went on to say: "But I remember that your father used to say that things that you can't understand can be smashed. You can understand if you can't break it. I believe you can understand."
"He didn't say that he bumped into the past. He said that it was a sigh of the past. If you don't understand it, it doesn't matter if you use a fist." Luo Qiu recalled.
"Is it?" Xiaochun's grandmother was happy. "It's really like the guy of Rocky... that Luo Qiu, if you don't understand it, if you don't understand it, it doesn't matter if you use your fist! Grandma supports you! it is good?"
Xiaochun's grandmother pinched her fist and made a look of encouragement... It is such an old age that she is about to leave.
"Okay." Luo Qiu nodded slowly.
"That... just send me here." Grandma Xiaochun said softly, "Have he picked me up?"
Luo Qiu looked around, and there was a little firefly. "It’s always there, waiting for you."
Under a osmanthus tree, a little bit of fireflies gathered and made a sound. He stood here silently, his eyes were empty and there was no god, but he stood here silently.
Also an old man.
This is the husband of Xiaochun's grandmother. She has been away for many years. This soul is reluctant, so he is willing to be bound by this land, turned into a soul, his memory fades with the years, leaving only the thoughts to the present.
For many years, he has been wandering in the house, and the rain has blown the wind, and this situation remains unchanged.
Grandma Xiaochun actually knows that her husband is already there, especially after she is seriously ill, she can feel more and more. So she is coming back and coming back to the house, she knows he is waiting for her.
"Old man, wait a long time."
Xiaochun's grandmother let Luo Qiu go, step by step to the people under the tree, took his hand and held it tightly. "Son, daughter, little grandson, all of them are very good, I can now Going with you, old man."
Xiaochun's grandmother snuggled up to her husband's side, and the traces of the two of them were faded a little bit, and finally stayed at the most beautiful moment.
She is still very young, with braided braids, small dimples, and Tsing Yi shoes.
He is also very young, with a hat with a five-pointed star, a tunic suit, and a god.
They had made a reservation for a hundred years at that time.
Then I said, which 97-year-old died, which is on the bridge for three years, this is the case.
He has been waiting for her.
"Luo Qiu." Xiaochun shouted softly.
"I am." Luo Qiu responded softly.
Xiaochun said: "Although you have no real relationship with our family in terms of blood, it is good to meet a grandson like you."
"Blood?" Luo Qiu subconsciously frowned.
Xiaochun was amazed, then shook his head and said: "Rocky has not told you that he was raised by your grandfather? But rest assured, you are your father's own, this should not be wrong."
Looking at Luo Qiu’s silent appearance, Xiaochun smiled slightly:
Do you think that it’s lost to me?

"No." Luo Qiu shook his head. "How come."
Xiaochun and his side looked at him. He reached out and touched her twisted scorpion, and she reached out and touched his brow, and the figure spread out for a moment, completely turning a little bit of fluorescence.
The fluorescence is intertwined, and it's no longer clear which one is which, they hover, and then rise to the night sky.
Glittering, groaning, and finally dissipated between the stars.
The courtyard was quiet again, and the aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus was everywhere.
The swaying branches radiated a faint light, which was the last firefly trapped by the leaves of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and was taken off by Luo Qiu.
He charged this miss, this one.
......
Losan ran to the yard a little, and she was hiding her lips. When she ran out of the house, it was no different.
She saw Luo Qiu here too, looked up at the starry sky, did not know what was thinking.
"Grandma, she... she is gone."
"I know."
"You... what are you looking at?"
"The Cowherd." Luo Qiu whispered: "There are also Vega."
Losan looked up subconsciously, but she didn't see anything. "Do they...do you want to meet on the seventh night?"
"Probably deceiving." Luo Qiu smiled. "If a person who loves one can only see it once a year, it is too pitiful. The guy who made this legend... I think it should be unfriendly."
"It's not funny at all." Losan looked at Luo Qiu with a smile that was even more ugly than crying. He whispered, "Grandma, she will meet my grandfather."
"of course."
"...Luo Qiu."
"Well? What?"
"This time... Can you lend me something to use?" Losan said that he had not finished talking. He was already on Luo Qiu’s body. "Shoulders... lend me."
(End of this chapter)