hold on

Chapter 259 [She is gone, we are here together]

Chapter 250 Three [She is gone, we are here together]

Chen Nuo was sitting in the living room at home this evening.

Instead of being on the sofa, he sat on the floor with his hands on his knees and looked up at the portrait of the old lady on the wall.

As if this strange home, only this portrait is the only remaining, the only familiar existence.

Finally, in a daze, as if it was dawn, a sudden determination flashed in the boy's eyes.

He staggered to his feet, walked back into the room, and started looking through the drawers at home.

Find money first.

In the bedside table in the bedroom, I found some cash, and there are always ten thousand pieces.

Chen Nuo looked at the stack of banknotes, hesitated for a moment, and counted out 800 yuan from the middle.

"It's mine...the others, not mine."

Chen Nuo sighed, then found his ID and student ID.

He found a safe in the closet, but he didn't know the code—and wasn't interested in knowing it.

After glancing at the safe, he looked away and picked out two clothes he knew from the closet and put them on.

Finally, I dug out a one-shoulder backpack from the inside and threw everything in the backpack.

Standing in front of the mirror in the big closet, he looked at himself.

Chen Nuo returned to the living room, climbed up the chair again, took off the portrait, took a towel, carefully wrapped it, and put it into the schoolbag solemnly.

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At seven o'clock in the morning, Chen Nuo went out.

Close the door - but there is no way to lock it without the key.

Well, this door in the house is all new.

Chen Nuo went downstairs and walked out of the community.

Bought a steamed rice dumpling fried dough sticks for breakfast on the side of the road, and glanced at the pedestrians who were busy in the morning rush hour. Chen Nuo walked along the road while nibbling on the breakfast in his hand.

After waiting for more than ten minutes at the bus stop, the teenager squeezed onto the bus with difficulty.

During the turbulence, he always carefully held the shoulder bag in front of him, for fear that others would squeeze the portrait photo frame in the bag.

In the morning rush hour, the bus was crowded like canned sardines, and the teenager endured it silently and patiently.

Half an hour later, Chen Nuo got off the bus, walked for another ten minutes, and finally came to a place.

Jinling Railway Station.

It's still too early, and the ticket window has not yet opened, but there are already many people queuing outside the window.Others sat directly on the trunk.

In this era, in 2001, smart phones have not yet come out, and the Internet has only just started, so there is no need to mention the online ticketing channels.

Chen Nuo stood quietly at the end of the queue, then remained silent and waited.

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At ten o'clock in the morning, Chen Nuo came out of the ticket hall, holding a train ticket tightly in his hand.

From Jinling to Shanghai, T138.

This is already the earliest shift you can buy.

The clothes I put on before going out have become crumpled after the crowded bus and the crowd queuing at the ticket window. The shoes under my feet were also stepped on when the bus was crowded.

Chen Nuo took the ticket and certificate and entered the waiting hall. After the security check, he sat in the waiting hall and continued to be in a daze in silence.

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"What does he want to do?"

"I don't know, just follow along."

The deer sighed softly.

Four women, plus Senior Brother Wu, silently watched the boy at the foot of the waiting hall.

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At around 40:[-] in the afternoon, Chen Nuo walked out of the Shanghai Railway Station.

The body is full of the smell of smoked noodles.

On the train, a passenger sitting next to him accidentally spilled a little soup on Chen Nuo's T-shirt when he was making instant noodles.

People apologized very politely, but Chen Nuo accepted it silently without saying a word.

Standing in this strange city, strange train station, strange square.

Chen Nuo was actually a little timid and dazed in his heart, but for a moment, he hugged the shoulder bag in his hand, and felt the hard photo frame in the bag, and the young man suddenly felt a little more courage in his heart.

Not much social experience.

The experience of traveling far away is basically zero.

But the teenager remembered what he heard from others. After walking out of the train station, he refused several black car drivers who came to talk to him. He just found a policeman who was patrolling the roadside, asked where he was going, and left in front of the train station on foot. the square.

Well, on the south side of the square again, in a fast food restaurant with a big signboard, I bought a few buns.

The name of this shop, I remember in the class before, I heard the classmates who have been to Shanghai market say that the price is not expensive, and the taste is okay.

New Asia package.

After buying two meat buns and adding a bottle of mineral water, Chen Nuo walked on the streets of Shanghai.

After walking for about a few hundred meters, estimating that it was already some distance from the train station, Chen Nuo was on the side of the road, enduring the pain, and stopped a taxi.

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At three o'clock, Chen Nuo stood at Lujiazui.

In 2001, Lujiazui, the Shanghai stock market, was far from the large and impressive skyscrapers of later generations.

Zhengda Plaza is also a landmark here, a comprehensive shopping mall.The Shangri-La Hotel by the river is also a symbol of high-end hotels.

Oh, by the way, Tomson's first product is not available yet.

The place where Chen Nuo was standing was outside the fence wall of the Pearl Tower.

There are still the last few days of the summer vacation, and there are still some crowds of student parties and tourists.

Chen Nuo bought the tickets and followed the crowd in, looking at the three or five tourists around, some of them were a family, some were calling friends.

Chen Nuo, who was alone, walked silently through the crowd and looked at the tourists who were taking pictures with digital cameras in their hands. In fact, he felt a little envious.

However, when he squeezed the photo frame in his bag, the boy's face calmed down.

(I'm not alone either.)
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After waiting in line for a long time, I finally got on the elevator and came to the Pearl Tower.

The staircase leads to the famous glass floor...

For the first time, the boy's face showed that kind of eager boyish expression that is characteristic of big boys of this age.

Curious and scared, I walked up the glass plank road a little bit, and then looked at the transparent glass under my feet in amazement, like a cliff-like feeling.

Look at pedestrians like ants, look at cars like train boxes.

After waking up, for the first time, the corner of Chen Nuo's mouth unconsciously showed a smile.

After hesitating for a while, Chen Nuo began to observe the nearby crowd, then found the target and walked over.

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A man specializing in business and taking sightseeing photos was pulled by Chen Nuo.

Taking the initiative to talk to him made the boy a little nervous.

The businessman of the old fritters quickly saw through the young man's background, and then quoted a high price of 80 yuan.

The young man thought for a while, and although he knew it was slaughter, he agreed.

When the cameraman picked up the Polaroid camera, Chen Nuo suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute!"

He quickly walked to the side of the tower, found a place where he felt the best view, and then took out the contents of his bag.

Opened the layers of towels, carefully took out the photo frame of grandma's portrait, and held it in his arms.

Facing the cameraman with a complicated expression, he showed his brightest smile.

"Trouble you, be sure to take pictures clearly!"

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When paying, the black-hearted cameraman looked at the young boy in front of him and hesitated for a moment.

"Forget it, fifty."

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Walking into the tower, Chen Nuo held the photo taken by the Polaroid camera in his hand and fanned lightly. After a few times of the fan, he couldn't help but look.

Seeing the image on the photo, it became clearer and clearer, and the corner of the boy's mouth burst into a happy smile.

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"The classmates in the class said that they went to the Shanghai market to play on the weekend. The Pearl Tower is so high and so high, it's very fun!"

"Xiao Nuo... Study hard, take the exam well, you will take an [-]% exam at the end of the term, and grandma will take you to the Shanghai market to eat buns and watch the Pearl Tower, okay?"

"Grandma, when will you be discharged from the hospital?"

"After your final exam, grandma will be discharged. Study hard, you know?"

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Fanning, the boy hugged the photo in his arms.

In the photo, the boy is smiling brightly, holding a black and white portrait frame in his arms.

"Grandma, I'm here at the Pearl Tower, we're here together..."

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In my memory, the image of my grandmother seemed to stay in the ward lying in the hospital, wearing a blue hospital gown with an IV needle stuck in the back of her hand forever.

Skinny hands and bulging veins.

And the pungent smell of disinfectant in the air.

The walls of the hospital wards are so white, white and scary.

Although I don't know why, Chen Nuo always felt that the white wall in the hospital ward was so scary.

When I was sitting in front of the hospital bed and doing my homework, my grandmother always liked to stare at me like that.

Looking at it, the old lady couldn't help but shed a few tears, then silently turned her head away and wiped it off gently.

Several times, Chen Nuo actually saw it, but he didn't dare to say anything, because he was afraid that what he said would make grandma even more sad...

Until that afternoon two years ago.

Grandma finally left.

Chen Nuo didn't cry at that time, not a single tear shed.

His whole person seemed to be in a free state, ignorant, as if he didn't understand what happened at all.

Until a few days later, in the funeral home.

Looking at the grandmother lying there quietly when the body was saying goodbye, Chen Nuo always had a sense of absurdity.

It seemed that grandma would open her eyes at any time, beckoned to herself, called herself to her side, then combed her hair with her fingers, then smiled and put a fruit candy in her mouth.

But that day...

all of these.

Gone.

It's all gone.

There will be no more.

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That morning, when Chen Nuo stood there, she finally seemed very slow, very slow, and realized a fact: the old lady who went out to buy vegetables with a basket every morning.

The old man who would bring back wontons for breakfast in an enamel cup.

The grandma who would pick edamame and look at her homework with a smile.

She will never, in winter, hold the peeled oranges, roast them by the stove and hand them to herself.

She will never again, in the summer, yell at herself for being naughty and breaking her knee.

She will never again, staggering to the school to hold a parent-teacher conference for herself, and then come back to face the guilt of herself who failed the exam, and use her thin hands to comb her hair.

She will never again, when she is envious of other children having cream ice cream, but dare not ask for it, she will smile and take out the change wrapped in a handkerchief, then squeeze out a wool note and hand it to herself, saying...

"Go, buy one. Grandma wants to eat it too. Grandma will eat it with you."

But really when she bought it with a smile, she would smile, revealing her leaky teeth and saying to herself:

"Xiao Nuo eat, grandma is old and has bad teeth, so she can't eat cold food."

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That day, Chen Nuo understood: this person, she is no longer there.

Now, she is just lying quietly in the small wooden box in her hand.

The summer of 1997.

Chen Nuo knew one thing.

In this world, the person who cares about himself the most and loves himself the most.

At the same time, he is also the only person in this world who cares about himself and loves himself.

she left.

From then on, thousands of worlds, vast seas of people.

There is only one left.

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Holding a "group photo" with his grandmother, sitting in a chair on the Pearl Tower, a smile appeared on the boy's face.

Then tears rolled down one by one.

"Grandma, I'm here at the Pearl Tower, we're here together..."

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[Sorry, there are so many for today, I can't write any more.

Halfway through this chapter, I was crying like a fool myself.

In the article, Chen Nuo's grandmother did everything that my grandmother once did to me.

With this chapter, I miss my grandmother. 】

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(End of this chapter)