"sorry……"
As you wish.
"goodbye."
I murmured to myself.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and at the same time I felt my body becoming more and more blurry. Originally, although it was a state of soul, I was no different from a normal person in my own eyes, but now... it was gradually becoming transparent.
Perhaps, an ending is also a beginning.
At that moment, that voice appeared in my mind again, sounding more weary, yet with a hint of anticipation within that weariness.
This is just the present moment.
The past remains unchanged...
...
July 15, 2024.
On that day, I was completely forgotten.
In the moment I was forgotten, time seemed to stand still for a moment, and even the rain and thunder seemed to pause.
By the time everything was back on track, my body had become so blurry that I could barely see myself.
The distance between me and my permanent disappearance...
It seems like it won't be long.
Even though I was prepared, it took me a while to come to my senses amidst the gasps of surprise.
Why is it raining so heavily all of a sudden?
How did we get here?
"Let's find somewhere to shelter from the rain first."
A series of surprised voices came from the side. The first to react were Xu Yan and the rest of the Xu family. At the same time, Xu Yan looked at Gu Nianci, who seemed to be still a little stunned, and called out, "Nianci, go to the car to take shelter from the rain first."
"How did we get here?" Gu Nianci looked at Xu Yan with some confusion, then pointed at Song Qingrong, "Why are they here too..."
"And that grave..."
"Never mind that for now, let's get in the car and get out of the rain first. This damn weather, why does it have to start raining so suddenly?"
"Oh... okay."
I looked at them, my mood didn't change much, and I walked up to Song Qingrong, who was also in a daze.
At this point, Song's mother also became a little anxious.
"Strange, why is it raining?"
"What are we here for again?"
"We've come to sweep the tombs," Song Qingrong replied.
Hearing this, I was stunned for a moment, staring intently at Song Qingrong, feeling both nervous and expectant at the same time.
Has she not forgotten me?
"Sweeping graves?" Song's mother asked, somewhat puzzled. "Why would we come to sweep graves if there's nothing wrong with us?"
Song Qingrong shook her head. "I don't know either."
At the same time, she pointed to what Song's mother was holding.
"But Mom, aren't those things you're holding for offerings?"
"It really is..." Song's mother said in surprise, "That's strange, why can't I remember?"
“I don’t remember either.” Song Qingrong said, her gaze falling on my tombstone. At the same time, she murmured, “Xu Ruo?”
"Mom, do I know him?"
"Never mind whether we know each other or not, let's find a place to shelter from the rain."
"This place is really unlucky."
Seeing them like this, I couldn't help but smile. Although I felt a little lost, the thought that Song Qingrong would no longer have to suffer because of loving me made me feel much more relaxed.
I looked at Song Qingrong, thought for a moment, and then walked towards my own grave.
I think I'll spend the rest of my time here, becoming a true wandering ghost, no longer bothering anyone.
However, at this moment, Song Qingrong suddenly spoke up: "We're already soaked, there's no point in hiding anymore."
"I'd like to pay my respects to him first."
“We don’t even know him!” said Song’s mother.
Song Qingrong shook her head.
"I feel..."
"I should get to know him."
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