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So far| continue to write the story Goodbye, Hailp

So far| continue to write the story Goodbye, Hailp

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So far, it is a story continuation column of the collision of ideas.

This column is like a perfect and difficult ingenuity, there are too many stories to finish, too many ideas still exist.

The opening of The Whitsunday is waiting to be continued, and the article of The Wonderful Idea is looking forward to the follow-up. Now, leave the opportunity to write to you and come up with a unique and interesting chapter!

【So far II.】

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Goodbye, Halpop

Time is passing, space is changing, people are growing savagely, and nothing is set in stone. After making up her mind to resign on Monday, she returned to the house her grandmother had left for her, which was narrow, with only one room and one hall, old and dilapidated, and full of the smell of decay.

On Monday, I have not stepped into this house since my grandmother's death, and there seems to be a yellowed newspaper pressed on the coffee table, and on Monday, when I pick it up and carefully discern the contents of it, the newspaper writes the legendary new comet - Haierpop with a large black-body headline, and the text reads: On March 9, 1997, Comet Haierpop appeared at the same time over the Mohe River with a total solar eclipse, known as the Millennium Wonder... Curiously, in the lower right corner of the news report, there is a note that is clearly artificially marked, which reads: "Death is not the end, but the beginning." ”

Suddenly the old landline on the table rang...

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# 01

Wen Liu Weijuan

Time is passing, space is changing, people are growing savagely, and nothing is set in stone. After making up her mind to resign on Monday, she returned to the house her grandmother had left for her, which was narrow, with only one room and one hall, old and dilapidated, and full of the smell of decay.

On Monday, I have not stepped into this house since my grandmother's death, and there seems to be a yellowed newspaper pressed on the coffee table, and on Monday, when I pick it up and carefully discern the contents of it, the newspaper writes the legendary new comet - Haierpop with a large black-body headline, and the text reads: On March 9, 1997, Comet Haierpop appeared at the same time over the Mohe River with a total solar eclipse, known as the Millennium Wonder... Curiously, in the lower right corner of the news report, there is a note that is clearly artificially marked, which reads: "Death is not the end, but the beginning." ”

Suddenly the old landline on the table rang...

"Hey, one by one, it's me." Grandma's loving and gentle voice came from the earpiece.

"Grandma... How could you..." Hearing this familiar voice again, surprise far overshadowed fear, her tears falling uncontrollably.

"I know you miss me, and I know you haven't had a good time lately, so I thought, wouldn't I call you?" One by one, you have always been a good child, and it is not a big deal to lose this job, but people always have to move forward, you say? ”

"Well, I'll definitely get out." The more she listened to the tears on Monday, the more she couldn't help asking, "Grandma, will you come back to see me?" ”

"Silly child, when a person dies, he will become a star in the sky, and you can't see Grandma, but Grandma will always look at you." Tears gradually blurred Monday's vision, and Grandma's voice and smile were still in front of her.

Haierpop has not gone far, And Hairp has come for me.

So far| continue to write the story Goodbye, Hailp
So far| continue to write the story Goodbye, Hailp
So far| continue to write the story Goodbye, Hailp

# 02

Wen Qiu Ming

Time is passing, space is changing, people are growing savagely, and nothing is set in stone. After making up her mind to resign on Monday, she returned to the house her grandmother had left for her, which was narrow, with only one room and one hall, old and dilapidated, and full of the smell of decay.

On Monday, I have not stepped into this house since my grandmother's death, and there seems to be a yellowed newspaper pressed on the coffee table, and on Monday, when I pick it up and carefully discern the contents of it, the newspaper writes the legendary new comet - Haierpop with a large black-body headline, and the text reads: On March 9, 1997, Comet Haierpop appeared at the same time over the Mohe River with a total solar eclipse, known as the Millennium Wonder... Curiously, in the lower right corner of the news report, there is a note that is clearly artificially marked, which reads: "Death is not the end, but the beginning." ”

Suddenly the old landline on the table rang out, one after another, scratching through the silent space, and Monday walked over to pick it up, "Hello, hello." ”

A sweet voice came from the other end of the phone, "Trouble open the door, your courier." ”

Monday narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and went to open the door, the old door "creaked" and the sound drifted outside the house. When she saw the man at the door, she suddenly stopped moving—the courier had a face similar to her grandmother's eight-point face, and her smiling eyebrows looked like a grandmother at the beginning of twenty, and she was stunned for a long time on Monday, as if she was frightened for a long time.

The courier smiled slightly at Monday, walked straight past her, put the box in his hand on the table, and then smiled and left. On Monday, looking at the back, it was as if she saw the young grandmother, and saw that the young grandmother did not choose to teach her husband and children anymore, but struggled in the express delivery industry she liked.

Monday laughed, death was another beginning, and Grandma lived in parallel time and space as she wished.

So far| continue to write the story Goodbye, Hailp

# 03

Wen Shao Lejuan

Time is passing, space is changing, people are growing savagely, and nothing is set in stone. After making up her mind to resign on Monday, she returned to the house her grandmother had left for her, which was narrow, with only one room and one hall, old and dilapidated, and full of the smell of decay.

On Monday, I have not stepped into this house since my grandmother's death, and there seems to be a yellowed newspaper pressed on the coffee table, and on Monday, when I pick it up and carefully discern the contents of it, the newspaper writes the legendary new comet - Haierpop with a large black-body headline, and the text reads: On March 9, 1997, Comet Haierpop appeared at the same time over the Mohe River with a total solar eclipse, known as the Millennium Wonder... Curiously, in the lower right corner of the news report, there is a note that is clearly artificially marked, which reads: "Death is not the end, but the beginning." ”

Suddenly the old landline on the table rang...

Wondering on Monday, who would call themselves at this time? After hesitating, Monday picked up the phone.

"Hello."

"Hello." A muffled voice came from the other end of the phone.

Monday was stunned, because he felt that the voice was familiar and unfamiliar

"Hello, are you?"

"I want to find an old friend of mine, and I haven't seen her in years."

Monday thought about it, is it Grandma's friend?

"Sir, what is your friend's name?"

"Vanida."

"I'm sorry, sir, but I think you may have made a mistake. The owner of this house has died two years ago, I am new to move in, I have not heard the name you said. ”

"Her name is Yale Vanidad Deman."

"Sorry, maybe your friend has moved away, I really haven't heard the name."

There was no response on the other end of the phone.

"Hey... Hey, are you still here? ”

There was still no response on the other end of the phone, and it hung up on Monday. Looking up at the clock, it was already twelve o'clock. Monday went into the bedroom and sat down on the couch, repeating the name over and over again in his mind: Yale Vanidad Deman.

Disturbed by the name on Monday, he went to his grandmother's room, everything still the same as when she was alive, and he thought that maybe there would be a message from Vanida. Monday rummaged through drawers, closets, but didn't find any clues about Vanida.

The next day...

Breakfast was being served on Monday, and the radio reported that Comet Hailp and the total solar eclipse would appear again over the Mohe River at the same time, and this spectacle appeared almost exactly like the one in '97, and no one expected it to appear again. Remembering the yellowed newspaper on the coffee table on Monday, he noticed the obvious note, stopped to eat on Monday, and went to Grandma's room again. Under the bed he found a red box, already covered with ash, and inside was a thick pile of letters. On Monday, I opened a letter that read: Old partner, how are you doing lately? I miss you so much, I think we can meet soon, you must wait for me, but you are not allowed to make new friends.

Vanida.

Isn't that Grandma's handwriting?

Monday immediately went to the living room and dialed last night's number.

"Hey, sir, are you there?"

There was no response on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, hey, sir, I know who Vanida is, can you get back to me?"

"Hello." A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I think your voice is familiar to me, do you know me?"

"Yes, I know you."

"Are you?"

"Her old buddy."

"Sorry sir, I think you may not be able to find Vanida."

"She left you a message in the letter: "Why don't we start all over again?"

"Sir, death is not the end, but the beginning."

Hung up the phone on Monday.

# 04

Wen Xiaoye

Time is passing, space is changing, people are growing savagely, and nothing is set in stone. After making up her mind to resign on Monday, she returned to the house her grandmother had left for her, which was narrow, with only one room and one hall, old and dilapidated, and full of the smell of decay.

On Monday, I have not stepped into this house since my grandmother's death, and there seems to be a yellowed newspaper pressed on the coffee table, and on Monday, when I pick it up and carefully discern the contents of it, the newspaper writes the legendary new comet - Haierpop with a large black-body headline, and the text reads: On March 9, 1997, Comet Haierpop appeared at the same time over the Mohe River with a total solar eclipse, known as the Millennium Wonder... Curiously, the news report has a clearly artificially marked note in the lower right corner that reads: "Death is not the end, but the beginning." ”

Suddenly the old landline on the table rang... On Monday, I walked over and picked it up, and all that came into my ears was the sound of electricity, and then it was calm, and there was no sound. Monday put down the earpiece and scratched his head. The old house had been idle for a long time, and when he was wondering if the landline could still be used normally, the landline sounded again.

"Hey, hey? Is it Monday? Primary One? Can you hear it? A strange and familiar voice came from the end of the earpiece, and the excitement was overflowing.

"Are you?" grandmother? Monday asked, then shook his head again and muttered, "How is that possible?" This is ridiculous. ”

"Little One, it's me, I'm Grandma!" Oops, finally connected, too rare and too rare! Don't believe me, I told you you were a child..." The man across from him counted Monday's troubles, which forced him to believe that she was his grandmother, who had died many years ago.

"But Grandma, you're not..."

"Yeah, it's a long story, back then..." Grandma on the other end of the phone calmed down, explaining her situation to Monday.

Ever since Grandma could remember, there were seniors who had been mentioning Helen Pope. They told grandma that Hailp was our home and that sooner or later we would have to go back. She didn't believe it at the time, but grandma had been on the comet of Hailp for a long time. The day my grandmother died was March 10, 1997. The moment she saw the newspaper, she knew that she might "die" that day.

"I'm not afraid, I know I'm going to go back to Helen Pope when I 'die'. Little one, people do not become stars after death, but can live on stars. We'll meet again, right here in Hellpop. ”

The brain that is surrounded by "start" and "end" on Monday is confused, what is the beginning? Where to start? What ends? What's the end? Living on the stars? What does this have to do with what?

"I, for my part, exhausted my life force on earth, and then returned to Pope. I started my new life in Pop, and on Pop I looked at the world with a new perspective to see you. Little one, one day, your life will also be exhausted, and at that time, we will see you again. You know, death is not our end, it's just that we exist in a different form. For life and death, be more indifferent, don't dwell on this anymore, what matters is the present, child. ”

Grandma let out a long sigh. Monday was silent in grandma's sigh, could grandma know she missed her? Can Grandma also know that she has always been angry about her death?

Monday looked up and closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she wanted to tell my grandmother that she knew. When he turned his head, he found himself lying on the wicker chair that his grandmother used to nest before he died, with the photo album that his grandmother loved to turn over in his arms, and the yellowed newspaper in his hand.

Outside the window, a star is trailing past.

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