i was my mistake

It's just that after graduation, I was so exhausted that I seldom visited this tricycle stall again.

When I think about it, several years have passed.

At that time, the uncle who peddled tofu nao beside the tricycle on the roadside had disappeared, along with the farmers’ houses on the roadside, the rice fields, and the crowded and busy people...

……

(two)

The hospital is not an ordinary hospital, but a hospital directly under the factory.

Her father brought her here just for the convenience of taking care of her.

Wan Qing untied the plastic bag containing the bean curd, brought it to her lips, and poured it directly into her mouth.

There's no plastic box, no straws, and even the plastic bag isn't necessarily clean.

But the taste is still so good.

It even becomes more mellow because of the seasoning called 'memory'.

While drinking the tofu nao bought along the road, she followed Ye Chen to the hospital.

The smell of disinfectant filled the corridor.

——In fact, the future hospital will not have such a strong smell anymore.

The nurse at the front desk was yawning and chatting about yesterday's news and gossip. In the corridor, several doctors greeted each other, and everything was as usual.

This is just an ordinary day among countless ordinary days.

The hospital is not big, and the outpatient and inpatient departments are all in one building.

The elevator was added later, so it is actually outside the building - although you still have to go in through the door inside the building.

"Ding dong." The light bulb in the elevator, full of retro flavor to Wan Qing, lit up, and a patient came out with a cane.

Ye Chen and her looked at each other, and they walked into the half-transparent elevator together.

The young woman in uniform in the elevator looked at them with a smile: "Which floor do you two want?"

"Fifth floor." Ye Chen's expression remained the same.

On the contrary, Wan Qing was surprised for a moment, and then nodded slowly as if remembering something.

This is the most common in this era—especially the elevator attendants who must be in hospitals. Their job is very simple, that is, to help passengers press the elevator.

She pressed the button number '5', and the elevator began to move up slowly. Every time it went up one floor, the lights on the corresponding floors would light up for a while.

The digital display screen that Wan Qing is accustomed to does not exist here.

"The elevator in the future is no different from the one in the past." She said to herself suddenly, her voice was so soft that only Ye Chen beside her could hear it clearly.

"what?"

"The speed is still the same slow, and the function is still the same ordinary - the elevator in the future will have a lot of advertisements, which are completely redundant."

"Oh..." Ye Chen poked his head curiously, and asked in the same soft voice, "How about the elevator in the future?"

"That's it, just an LCD screen."

"What is an LCD screen?"

"...a display as thin as glass."

Ye Chen opened his mouth wide, as if full of longing for future technology.

But Wan Qing is admiring the retro beauty full of mechanical feeling.

"Ding dong."

The familiar bell rang, and the elevator door slowly opened to the left and right.

The two withdrew their respective thoughts and walked into the long corridor.

Ye Chen looked a little nervous, but Wan Qing looked relaxed.

"Mom, she should be fine now, right?"

"Who knows, what if there is a butterfly effect." Wan Qing spread her hands, "I hope there is nothing wrong with her, so I can have a little chat with her."

"Don't talk about such advanced things, she won't be able to understand for a while, and she's still sick now..."

"I know." Wan Qing waved her hand impatiently.

The ward will be here soon.

Not a single room, but a room for three people.

It's just that there are no other hospitalized patients in the ward, so there is only the mother.

Standing at the door, Wan Qing felt a little emotional.

In fact, she has only been here a limited number of times.

The mother died after the operation was successful.

Everything came very suddenly, so she didn't feel nervous at all at the time, and she couldn't think of coming a few more times.

But even though she has only been here a few times, she still remembers the door of this ward clearly.

There is a patch of chipped paint in the upper right corner, traces of glue residue in the middle, the doorknob is rusted, the glass panel used to view patients is cracked...

Everything is as in memory.

The mother will lie on the hospital bed near the door.

Ye Chen at the side glanced at her, and then carefully opened the door.

What came into view was the white sheet used as a screen, and a clean hospital bed. The quilt was neatly folded and placed at the foot of the bed.

Wan Qing was even a little shaken at that moment, suspecting that there was something wrong with her memory.

But soon she remembered other things—remember the few times when she came to visit her mother, there were a lot of people coming in and out, and the door was always opening and closing. so noisy.

And everyone who comes in can see the mother for the first time.

"Hey, it seemed that the bed was still by the door the day before yesterday, did it change after the operation?" Ye Chen scratched his head thinking to himself.

Wan Qing frowned.

She took the initiative to lift the white curtain and walked in step by step.

Mother was lying quietly on the bed by the window.

The window was opened, and the autumn wind blowing from outside the window lifted the curtain slightly.

Father is not here.

The mother was lying quietly, opening her eyes and looking at the sky outside the window.

"Mom, where's dad?" Ye Chen's voice woke her up.

"Huh? Your dad...he went to the cafeteria to get dinner."

"Are you all right?"

"It's okay, but I still can't use my strength." The mother smiled weakly, her eyes slowly moved to Wan Qing, and asked with a bit of curiosity and a smile, "Is this...?"

"Oh, this is my classmate. We made an appointment to review together these few days, so he came with me today." Ye Chen turned his head and blinked vigorously at Wanqing.

She looked at him with great interest, then nodded slowly after a few seconds, and smiled at her mother: "Hello, Auntie."

This feeling is really a bit weird, but it feels inexplicably appropriate.

Because for her, her mother has passed away for almost 20 years, and she has even forgotten what she looks like, and she can only remember it when she sees the photos.

So when I saw her alive again, I felt close subconsciously, but felt strange emotionally.

From the perspective of future people, the current mother is still very young.

Because I got married relatively early, I just turned 40.

There is still a little collagen left on the face, and there are not so many wrinkles.

Although it looked weak at this time, it was much more vivid than in the photo.

She suddenly felt a little sour in her eye sockets and nose, and she couldn't help lowering her head.

"Hey! I came back from buying breakfast, huh? My son came to see your mother. It's rare. Eh, this is it?"

"This is my classmate." Ye Chen said hastily.

"Hi Uncle, my name is Wan Qing."

"Wan Qing? Isn't that a nice name?" Father couldn't hide his joy, "When did we meet? What step did we talk about?"

"Dad..." Ye Chen was a little embarrassed.

"It's his current girlfriend." Wan Qing blinked playfully - only Ye Chen saw it.

"cough!!"

"Oh? You study together, do you want to go to the same university?"

"Yes."

"That's good, it's good, work hard together, don't let love affect your studies, and be more motivated because of love, it's good, it's also the age to fall in love... Haha." Father patted Ye Chen vigorously "You don't have to put too much pressure on me, if you really can't pass the exam, just come and be my apprentice..."

Wan Qing looked at the middle-aged man in front of her who was about the same age as she was before she jumped off the building, and could still smile and talk at this moment, and tried her best to force a smile.

——When he jumped off the building, what did he think of?

But she quickly lowered her head again, as if shy.

……

9. Cooking

(One)

"Girl, do you want some water? Oh, do you want some fruit? Uncle will you peel an apple?" The father greeted warmly, and the mother who was lying on the bed smiled a little.

Wan Qing tried her best to force a smile and shook her head slightly.

She has also thought countless times that if she can go back to the past, she must throw herself into the arms of her mother and talk about the pain she has endured for so many years; How to live as a man; I also want to take another photo with my parents-the photo of the three of them left before is a bit too early and failed to record their appearance in the last two years of their lives.

But when we actually met, it felt a little strange.

Even if she is not Wan Qing but Ye Chen, it probably won't make any difference.

20 years can really change a lot.

For a person, this is enough time to grow from a child to an adult.

And during this long time, she has also experienced too much, even standing at the same age as her deceased parents.

At this moment, she can even say that she and her parents are the same age.

Many, many words, many, many boredoms, many, many joys, but in the end it only turned into a sigh.

"Ah, Dad, she, she's a little shy." Seeing Wan Qing's silence and delay in answering, Ye Chen quickly helped her out.

"Haha, I can see it." The father looked completely unembarrassed.

"By the way, dad, mom should be careful after the operation... don't get any inflammation or disease."

"Don't worry about that. I've taken all the medicines prescribed by the doctor. There should be nothing wrong—you just need to rest and recuperate."

"Still, be careful. It's best to check the internal organs every day for any problems, and take a film or something."

"You're exaggerating... But it's good to have a checkup tomorrow. If there's no problem, just wait until you're discharged from the hospital. That's enough."

"Uh... Dad, what if something happens?"

"You don't have to say anything good if you want to say it." His father glared at him, "Don't talk about these unlucky things."

"cough……"

Ye Chen suddenly didn't know what to say.

Can't tell him that his mother will die in a few days, so he should take precautions in advance?

But even Wan Qing didn't know the real cause of death.