Chapter 815 Su Miao Extra 87: Happy New Year's Eve
Su Miao held the orange shell in his hand: "Qin Mo, the orange is so sour..."
The man had disappeared, but she could still hear his voice beside her ears.
——"Spit it out quickly, drink some water and rinse your mouth. I'll get you some candy. You can only take one candy... Is it delicious? Does your mouth still feel sour?"
Su Miao saw a blurry figure.
When the longing reaches its extreme, one can not only "hear" non-existent voices, but also "see" the dead.
When Qin Mo got off the ground, Su Miao didn't cry. She was in great pain, as if her soul was burning and struggling in fire, but not a single tear could flow from her eyes. Her eye sockets were red and she couldn't open her eyes because of the pain. She closed her eyes and felt very uncomfortable.
She thought she would never be able to cry again, but after eating this sour and astringent orange, tears were suddenly stimulated and came out. A tear fell on the back of her hand, and the fingers that were pinching the orange shuddered.
She felt that what she was eating was not an orange, but the bitterest Chinese medicine in the world. The residue was stuck in her throat and she couldn't spit it out or swallow it. She sobbed while crying, and there was a breath stuck in her heart, which hurt so much... It hurt so much that she wanted to tear open the bones in her chest and release the anger.
Feeling her discomfort, Qiqi sat quietly on her, with unconcealed worry in its eyes. Seeing Su Miao getting more and more sad, Qiqi began to get anxious, pacing back and forth in front of her, licking the back of her hand with its tongue, then leaning its head against her, and then putting its chin on her knees.
Su Miao lowered her head and looked into Qiqi's eyes. She said, "Qiqi, what will you do if I leave?"
Qiqi whimpered twice, as if responding to Su Miao's words.
Su Miao got up and turned on all the lights in the house. She wanted to take good care of herself and Qiqi.
She went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, which was full of vegetables, probably bought by students.
Su Miao cooked some vegetables and beef. He didn't add any seasoning to the beef, just boiled it in plain water. After it was cooked, he gave half to Qiqi and ate the other half mixed with vegetables and ate it cold. It didn't taste very good, but it was edible.
If Qin Mo were here, he would make beef stew, which would be tender and tasty.
After eating and washing the dishes, Qiqi followed Su Miao wherever she went. She was too tired to take Qiqi for a walk outside.
She did not forget Qin Mo's instructions to soak her feet when they were cold. She had a special foot bath at home with built-in massage, but she thought the machine massage was too painful, so Qin Mo gave her a massage every night.
Qin Mo massaged her feet and she would massage his shoulders, and they took care of each other.
After soaking her feet, Su Miao returned to the bedroom. Qiqi slept on the carpet next to the bed. She was afraid of the darkness in the room, and she couldn't sleep if it was too bright. So she turned on a desk lamp and said to Qiqi, who was lying at the foot of the bed, "Good night."
Losing Qin Mo was too sudden. Su Miao had lived alone before, but once you get used to dependence, you will find it difficult to adapt to loneliness after losing it.
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Spring goes and autumn comes, year after year. In the blink of an eye, Su Miao is seventy years old, Qiqi is a twelve-year-old old dog, and Qin Mo has been gone for two years. The bougainvillea planted in front of his grave is in full bloom, and a patch of red can be seen from a long distance. I wonder if Qin Mo would be happy seeing it from below.
In the past, when Su Miao had nothing to do, he would take Qiqi to visit Qin Mo's grave, but as he got older and his legs and feet became weaker, he only went there once every one to two or three months.
January 30th, tomorrow is New Year's Eve. Su Miao holds Qiqi's hand with one hand and carries a basket with the other, walking and stopping from time to time. She has no new clothes to wear for the New Year, and the clothes she wears are all chosen by Qin Mo for her in the past. After two years, they still fit her well.
The basket was opened and inside were incense, candles, paper money, and a pink rose. She took out the rose first and placed it together with the bougainvillea next to it. Then she lit the incense and candles and burned the paper money. When the paper money was burned out, she looked at the thin blue smoke rising from the incense and candles and said.
"Amo, time flies. I'm already over seventy. I thought my broken body might be the first to go, but I didn't expect you to be the last. Now it's just me and Qiqi."
"Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and fireworks are not allowed in the city. This year's New Year's Eve and New Year's Day may be much quieter than in previous years."
"The seat next to you has been vacant for a long time. It won't be long before I lie down in it."
"I listened to you and took good care of myself, but the fish soup I made is never as delicious as yours. I've been drinking it for years, with the same fish and the same bones, but it just doesn't taste good..."
"I'm old, but my memory is still okay... I don't have Alzheimer's like Song Hansheng. To be honest... I'm really afraid of forgetting you. Every night before I go to bed, I think about you over and over again and look at your photos, for fear that I'll forget you when I wake up the next day."
"My legs still hurt in cold weather. As we get older, the biggest feeling is that our body is not in good condition. Although our memory has not declined, our ears are not in good condition. We are hard of hearing and cannot hear clearly. Even the alarm clock is useless. Sometimes I have to wait for Qiqi to wake me up." When mentioning Qiqi, Su Miao couldn't help but smile.
"Qiqi is very obedient."
"Yesterday I went to visit my parents. I didn't bring anything with me. I was holding the basket in my mouth as I walked along. Passersby praised me for being well-behaved and sensible..."
As if hearing Su Miao praising it, Qiqi opened its mouth and woofed, wagging its tail happily.
Su Miao looked over and touched Qiqi's furry head.
"It's our child, so obedient and sensible. I don't feel comfortable leaving it here alone, so you may have to wait for me..."
Su Miao took out a bowl of fish soup and a fish from the basket and placed the fish in front of the grave.
The fish soup was still a little hot in the thermos box. Every time she came to see Qin Mo, she would bring some food, sometimes it was food, sometimes it was candy, and bring it for them to eat together.
There are wild cats nearby, and any food placed on the grave will be eaten, so there is no worry about waste.
Su Miao held the thermos box and drank the fish soup inside. After finishing, she put the box away and put it in the basket. She touched Qiqi's back and staggered to her feet. Qiqi knew that she was about to leave, so she bit the basket and picked it up.
Su Miao took three steps when a voice suddenly came from his ears, which were already barely hearing clearly.
"Su Xiaomiao."
She turned around and saw nothing. She looked at Qin Mo's name on the tombstone and the photo engraved inside.
"Qin Mo, Happy New Year!"
After saying that, Su Miao took the dog back home. The student wanted to come and accompany Su Miao on New Year's Eve, but Su Miao refused. That day was the time to watch the Spring Festival Gala with family and children, so why would an old woman like her come to see her?
Several students said in the group that they would wait until the first day of the new year to take their children to pay New Year’s greetings to Su Miao.
In the two years since Qin Mo left, Su Miao has been taken care of by her students. They really treat her like their own mother. Whenever there is no food in the refrigerator, they will buy it for her. There are boxes of nutritional supplements at home.
On New Year's Eve, Su Miao received several calls in a row. Because her hearing was not good, she bought an old-fashioned mobile phone. She had to turn the volume up to the maximum and hold it close to her ear to hear clearly. She also had to wear reading glasses to read text messages.
If she can't hear what others say, she will respond with "hmm" or "ah", or "okay, okay", and that's for sure.
Without fireworks, this year's New Year's Eve was indeed very quiet. Su Miao bought a box of fairy wands and placed them on the balcony. The Spring Festival Gala was playing in the living room, and the host shouted "Happy New Year" to the audience.
This day should have been a day worth celebrating, but Su Miao felt an inexplicable pain in her chest. She pressed her chest and returned to the bedroom. She opened the medical kit and rummaged through it before finding the medicine she needed. Her hands were shaking so badly that a bottle of medicine fell out of her hand as soon as she opened the lid. The white pills scattered all over the floor. There were so many pills on the floor that they looked like two pills but felt like one when she touched them.
Su Miao suddenly understood...she might be leaving today.
Su Miao supported herself on the cabinet and walked to the balcony with unsteady steps. Her breathing became more and more rapid. The dull pain in her chest just now had eased, as if to support her to finish the last thing.
The orange trees bore a lot of fruit this year, but they were too sour and no one ate them. The oranges fell from the trees, rolled under the sofa, and rotted quietly.
Su Miao managed to get to the sofa, half-closed his eyes and looked down at Qiqi beside his legs: "Qiqi, can you help me get a firework stick and a lighter? Can you tell them apart?"
Su Miao pointed at a box not far from her.
Qiqi walked over with her tail hanging down, bit a fairy wand, put it in Su Miao's hand, and then went to look for a lighter.
Su Miao used all her strength just to light the firework stick in her hand. The firework exploded in her hand and ignited the twilight in her eyes.
She just kept staring...staring...
There were clearly no fireworks outside, but she heard the sound. She looked up and saw Qin Mo slowly walking towards her, like light breaking through the clouds.
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