Chapter 314 (1/2)
The old lady finished her noodles and said to the old man with a smile that she liked his story very much.
After that, he opened the door and went home with a smile.
Soon after she came out of the door, the old man followed in silence.
Waiting for the two to go away, the voice over the palace's north and South sounded again: ”at first, I thought he was a dishonest old man. Later I heard the chatting of diners around me that the old lady was his wife”
”the pillar in the story is him, Xiaogao is him, and Laowu is also him”
”and the old lady who just left is called Liu Fangfang”
”the little one in the story” The younger sister is her, Fangfang is her, and her wife is her too ”
” they fell in love in the countryside when they were in their twenties. They came to the factory together in their twenties. They married happily. They agreed to spend the rest of their lives together, but she broke the appointment ”
” a few years ago, she was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease, and her wife in her mouth actually sat in front of her every day, but she could never recognize her ”
”the old lady will come here for dinner every day, and the old man will come here to tell her stories. It is said that this is the snack stand on Jiefang Road, and the old lady likes the taste here”
”the old lady tells her their young stories every day, hoping that one day, the old lady will think of him”
”someone once asked the old man, in case she can't remember all the time How about getting up? ”
”The old man said with a smile that she had been waiting for me for the first half of her life, and I had to wait for her in the second half of my life. No matter how long, I would wait”
”from that day on, I would come to this snack bar every day to eat”
”just as the diners around said, every day after time, the old lady would come into the shop and order a bowl of noodles”
”but the old man never did More than 10 meters away from her, when the noodles are served, the old man will come up with a smile and talk about that old and shabby chat up, you seem to be alone
”The old lady, as if she had never heard this story, listened to it with relish every time, but never remembered who the old man was”
”I don't know when I began to like the taste of this shop. I always came to the shop a few minutes in advance, ordered a bowl of noodles, and waited for the old man to tell a story while eating”
”until, Half a year later ”
the voice over stops and the background music starts. The picture inside the shop seems to have started the acceleration of time. The sky outside is black and white, and people in the house come and go.
At noon that day, the old lady came to the restaurant as usual.
But this time, it was no longer the old man who accompanied him.
Instead, he changed to a handsome young man, who was wearing a black suit with a small white flower on his chest.
At this moment, all the voices are gone, the background music and the diner's conversation are all quiet.
They silently put down the hands of the chopsticks, they guessed.
The audience also guessed that several perceptual audiences had covered their mouths and were afraid to cry.
The old lady's face was duller and she looked older.
The young man ordered a bowl of noodles for her, pushed it to her and said with a smile, ”Granny, I'll tell you a story”
the old lady nodded at a loss, and the young man cleared his throat and said, ”the story should start from a small mountain village. Once upon a time...”
”you are like a person”
just when the young people wanted to tell a story, the old lady suddenly opened her mouth Road, her eyes some doubts, slightly frowning, as if trying to think in front of the people like who.
The young man was stunned and his eyes turned red. He had already guessed who his grandmother wanted to say he looked like.
”Like who?” His voice was trembling and his nasal voice was heavy.
”Like my husband, like my husband who has been waiting for me for four years”
as soon as this sentence comes out, the restaurant is quieter.
The young man lives on the table with his hands, his right hand blocking his eyes and his shoulders slightly twitching.
Douda's tears fall in his hand, and the voice over rings again: ”his grandfather said that Granny Fangfang had a good smile when she was young. He told stories every day, just to see her smile again, but he didn't wait for it in the end...”