It’s been three years since my grandma died, and I still think about it often. Of course, I don’t want grandma, but Xiaoru.
When I received the news of my grandma’s death, I was extremely sad. With many uncles, the scene must be grand. I was mixed in the funeral crowd, no one paid attention to me. Knocking my head, burning paper, eating, this is what I have to do in a day.
The next day, I pulled a cart of things, a paper cow, a paper sedan, a paper refrigerator, a paper color TV… When these things were neatly displayed in front of my grandma’s coffin, a pair of papers People caught my attention. It is said that the pair of paper men are golden boys and jade girls, especially the jade girl, who looks very beautiful, tall, short, fat and thin, just like a real person. She bowed her head slightly, her face looked like a peach blossom, and her long hair fell down, her hand half covering her mouth, as if shy and extremely charming. I moved to the left, and she looked at me silently. I admit that I was really fascinated by her, and I sighed secretly who can craft her make her so lifelike! I have been sitting next to her, haha! My family said I was filial, and the ghost knew what I was thinking.
The morgue was going to be funeral for three days. Naturally, those paper products have to be wiped out with grandma. It is a pity that such a beauty burned. Spirit arose, cries and shouts mixed together, and the crowd became commotion. It’s messed up, and nobody will pay attention to me at this time. I held the paper man, walked to my van, opened the back door and put it in.
The hearse started, no one noticed everything I did, and I don’t have to worry because my car has a film.
Everything is over, let’s change my grief…
I returned to my own little world and put her on the bed. I looked at her silently, she was smiling at me, I could feel it. That night, I had a dream. I dreamed that my grandma asked me for a maid. I woke up and ignored her. Under the moonlight, the beauty was so affectionate with me that I could not bear to burn.
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The phone rang as a text message. Strange, who will it be at this late hour? “Sina mailbox reminds you to receive an important email, please check it.” Turning on the computer, it turned out to be an advertising email: “Come in, handsome and beautiful, look at the photos before chatting.” I was about to delete, an incredible picture appeared on the screen. , Is a picture of a girl. I click to enlarge, oh! Look back at the paper beauty behind him, right? It’s so alike! I enter my phone number and log in quickly. Her name is Xiaoru, and I want to say hello to her, but I don’t know how to speak. After hesitating, the other party first said: “You are here? I have been waiting for you for a long time.” “You sent it wrong?”
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“No, I’m talking to you, I’m right behind you!” I didn’t dare to look back, for a long time…
“Speak, hypocritical Guy!” (Uncle Ghost: http://www.guidaye.com/, please keep it!)
“You…”
“What am I?”
“Who are you? I want to see you…”
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“I’m Xiaoru! See you? I’m right behind you!”
I feel cold all over. She typed so fast, she told her story:
Her name was Mengru, a local, and she died at the age of 22. She liked the Internet very much during her lifetime, and finally once she went to see a netizen, but never came back. She was deceived and killed.
I began to sympathize with her, no, I should say that I fell in love with her. My fear gradually dispersed.
Since then, we have become confidants who talk about everything, we talk about life, talk about ideals…every day. We held a virtual wedding on the Internet and started to create a warm little home, starting from the commoner, working during the day and staying together at night… It’s just that we have never met, and it is impossible to meet. I put the paper beauty in front of the computer, chatted for a while, and took a look. I am happy during this time, and I think she is too. Finally, once, this happy atmosphere was broken by me, and gradually disappeared…
Once, I was invited to dinner by a friend. After the meal, my friend asked to go to the bathing center to be happy with the spirit of wine. After the shower, a few massage ladies came over and asked if they wanted a massage. The friend said, “Of course.” Then, the couple disappeared into the dim light, and I was no exception.
Going home at night, I used to turn on the computer. Strangely, if Xiao Ru is not there, even the small home we have worked so hard to build has disappeared without a trace. No phone, no QQ, and no photos of Xiaoru on the homepage. I sat there at a loss and suddenly looked up, but was surprised to find that the face of the paper beauty was blurred. Does the house leak? Could it be that she was in tears? I can never find that peach-faced face again. Her hands no longer looked like hiding a smile, but like wiping away tears. Looking at the face distorted by watercolor, I was at a loss…
I dreamed that my grandma would ask for a maid again. The difference from last time is that my grandmother said Xiaoru wanted to accompany her…
I lit a cigarette, the matchstick fell to Xiaoru, and what followed was the last , Instant warmth…