In the rainy night, the old house of the Chen family burned silently.

Those flames that have been extinguished by the rain and then rekindled are like a kind of virus that is exposed to the air but difficult to remove. They have infected this old house full of memories, and silently destroyed those who were right. Everything that is worthless to them.

Although Chen Xian had already shed his mortal womb, and his entire body had become "superman", it was undeniable that the high-temperature flames could still burn his hair.

Perhaps it is the sense that those flames may harm the host.

The black light parasites lurking in Chen Xian's body poured out one after another, and the water-like barrier kept preventing Chen Xian from the fire.

The old house of the Chen family is an old house that has not existed for many years. Since the day it was built, it has not suffered any large-scale damage. In the past few years, the old house in Chen Xian’s memory has continued to fail, perhaps It's the rain leaking here, maybe the wall covering there is aging and peeling off, and it's been repaired and repaired all the time.

When grandpa was still alive, grandpa went to fix it, and when grandpa left, he went to fix it by himself.

It seems to others that he is repairing the house, but in his own opinion...every time he desperately repairs is his own memory.

Perhaps no one except the few people would realize how important this old house is to him.

Here are hidden memories of Chen Xian's childhood.

There are memories of that close relative hidden here.

Although he has slowly become accustomed to living with everyone in the branch, it is undeniable that the only safe haven in his heart will always be this old house, just like when he was a child...

Standing in the fire-shrouded courtyard with blank eyes, Chen Xian looked at the old locust tree that was almost burnt to black charcoal. Suddenly, a scene under this tree many years ago appeared in his mind.

It was during the winter vacation of the fifth grade of Chen Xian Primary School. The school gave him 13 certificates of awards. What are the three good students, outstanding young pioneers, top ten outstanding young student cadres...he took all of them, After all, it is not too easy to use his "inhuman" IQ to do the simplest human learning work, so at that time it has become a habit to get a certificate, and it is like this every semester.

Because of this, even though Chen Xian was very young, he still developed a mentality of not liking things or sorrowing himself.

Of course, this is only limited to outsiders.

At that time, every time he went home with the certificate at the end of the term, he couldn't help but get excited, not because he got the certificate... He just simply liked his grandfather and praised himself.

As soon as he entered the yard, Chen Xian saw his grandfather sitting under the locust tree reading the newspaper.

Perhaps because of his old age, Chen Ba had to wear a pair of gold reading glasses every time he read and read a newspaper, and he had to hold a pipe that was changed every day.

Chen Ba has many hobbies, and his collection of various expensive pipes is one of them.

Maybe he is using a 19th century meerschaum pipe bought from Great Britain today, and maybe tomorrow he will use a high-priced silver-inlaid jade pipe with rhododendron root from a friend... these are in Chen Ba There were loves that could not be parted in his eyes, but in the eyes of little Chen Xian at that time, these were piles of wood roots that would only emit foul smoke.

Seeing Chen Xian coming back, grandfather naturally greeted him with a smile, helping Xiao Chen Xian get his schoolbag, and there was another numbing cold and warmth, for fear that this good grandson would be wronged outside and hungry and frozen.

When Chen Xian took out the pile of awards, his grandfather Chen Ba smiled happily.

"This time I did a good job, Xiao Xianxian!"

Chen Ba is an extremely serious person in the eyes of outsiders, because he looks like that, even if he doesn't speak, he will inexplicably show an aura of no anger and prestige, but in front of Chen Xian, there is no seriousness, and he is simply a pet. The grandson is meticulous to the super nauseous old child.

"It's okay." Chen Xian was as calm as an adult, still speaking very little.

"It looks like we have to make room to come out and give you a certificate. We can get a dozen or so in a semester. It is indeed my good grandson of Chen Ba!" Grandpa Chen Ba laughed, regardless of Chen Xian's disgust. He insisted on moving forward and kissed Chen Xianfen's tender face with a mouth full of smoke.

"Nice." Chen Xian commented on this.

"Hey, how about we buy the house next door? By then, all those houses will be flattened! Build a certificate museum for my precious grandson. I keep all the certificates you have grown up!" Chen Ba said Without changing his own old local tyrant, it would be light to build a certificate museum for Chen Xian.

As long as his good grandson Chen Xian is willing, he can afford the money even for a hundred.

"No." Chen Xian flatly refused.

"Oh, don't you be so indifferent to your grandpa! Come on! Smile!" Chen Ba seems to have been used to Chen Xian's cold performance, squatting down. He held Chen Xian in his arms and gently pulled Chen with his hands. At the corners of both sides of his mouth, he laughed loudly and made him show a "I am really happy" smile.

Chen Xian's temperament seems to have always been so cold, especially after being isolated in school because of his personality, he is less and less willing to talk, and the only person who can let him say a few more words is Chen Ba.

If you change your personal life and Chen Xian's life, maybe it would have collapsed long ago?

He is like a mentally ill patient with a severe disorder. No matter how hot or hot outsiders treat him, he will subconsciously lock himself up in his own small world, for fear that outsiders will cause him a little harm... ..

Silent, indifferent.

It seems that emotion is also missing.

Chen Xian has been like this since he was a child, until he became an adult, until he was in college.

In the eyes of outsiders.

Chen Xian is a high school tyrant.

He has an extremely outstanding skin.

Have a very high IQ.

The future seems bright.

It seems that none of the hardest practical problems in the world can frustrate him.

But only Chen Xian knows that he has been dancing on the tip of the knife all these years, and his lack of emotion and a little numb heart makes it difficult for him to have feelings for other people. If it weren't for a grandfather at home to stay with him and sustain him. With a steady stream of emotional input, perhaps Chen Xian has already become a real monster...

Without emotion, there is no empathy.

Without empathy, the ability to empathize is lost.

Without the ability to empathize, one cannot understand why others are happy, and cannot produce sympathy or compassion for others.

Chen Xian like that is really no different from a monster.

Chen Xian is like an iceberg that never melts.

Chen Ba, the grandfather, is a persevering ice-chipper.

It's been here for more than ten or twenty years.

Without his tireless desire to warm Chen Xian's heart, no one would have imagined what Chen Xian would become in the end.

Chen Xian once heard the old liar Ge said that Chen Ba is an extremely passionate traveler. His greatest hobby in his life is to travel to famous mountains and rivers... In the vague memory of his childhood, Chen Xian barely remembers that he was caught Grandpa has taken some places with beautiful scenery, but Chen Xian is a person who doesn't like to step out of the house.

For him, the world is full of dangers. He is like a stranger from a foreign land. There are thousands of strangers around him. The only thing that can make him feel safe is this old house, so how can he? He didn't want to go out, and Chen Ba seemed to understand him.

It was in Chen Xian Primary School. Once Chen Ba offered to take him to a certain place, but Chen Xian explicitly rejected it.....It was also from that time that Chen Ba no longer offered to take his own initiative. Take Chen Xian out of the house, and even Chen Ba rarely goes out. Even when he goes out to buy vegetables and walk around, he deliberately picks out when Chen Xian is not at home.

As long as Chen Xian is at home, Chen Ba will inevitably accompany him at home.

Or accompany him in a daze in the yard, or let him watch those boring TV sets with him.

Two people.

One old and one young.

It was so inseparable for many years.

Until Chen Xian got older and older, Chen Ba’s physical condition got worse and worse...When he was old, he would have to leave one day. Chen Xian understood this very well. He thought of one day when he was very young. Grandpa would leave and leave himself alone in this "crisis-ridden" world, so he was mentally prepared very early.

No one would believe this, but Chen Xian did exactly that. Since the age of ten, he has been preparing for this kind of mentality until he reaches adulthood.

It was a sunny morning.

For the first time in more than ten years, Chen Ba made a request to Chen Xian, asking him if he would like to accompany him to the beach, or go to Zhongnan Mountain to enjoy the flowers.

Chen Xian is no longer who he was when he was a child, so the first reaction was to agree to it. Even if he didn't want to go out, he should accompany the old man on a walk, but... Chen Ba was keenly aware of Chen Xian's eyes. Even though the slight change was not a reluctance, Chen Ba also knew that Chen Xian was still reluctant to go out, so in the end Chen Ba smiled and changed the subject.

At that time, Chen Xian didn't think much, he thought it was the old man who suddenly wanted to go out for a walk. Since he doesn't seem to want to go out of the subject again now, then let's not go. There will be time to accompany him in the future...

Chen Xian would never think of it.

This rejection turned out to be the last rejection of his grandfather in his life.

Just half a month later, one night in the middle of the night, a seemingly ordinary night...Chen Baying passed away for a long time.

Chen Xian didn't know all this.

He didn't see the old man who usually lay there and watch the morning news on the sofa until he got up the next day and found that the TV in the living room was not turned on. He didn't realize that something was wrong until then.

When he entered the house, the old man had already lost his breath.

That thin body was so cold that it made him feel unfamiliar.

Funeral, cremation, grounding...

Chen Xian was in a dull state from beginning to end. From the moment he discovered the old man's death until he stood on the grave hill and looked at the lonely soil bag, Chen Xian never left a tear.

Shouldn't you cry when your loved one has passed away?

He often asked himself this way, often sitting alone in the yard in a daze.

Perhaps tears, a human expression of sadness, do not belong to me.....so I never cry since I was a child...Yes.

I'm a monster and not a human being. How can I cry?

Chen Xian thought that he had completely wanted to open everything and understood everything, so he often acted extremely relieved, and felt that he had long looked down on life and death. After all, life will eventually disappear... Isn't that true?

Until this moment.

In the rainy night, he saw that the fire burned down the hall of memory in his heart, and he realized that he had been thinking wrong all the time. Those so-called relief were just escapes...From the day the old man entered the soil, he I didn't dare to think about or recall anything about the old man. Even if I recalled it occasionally, I would rush away from my thinking, for fear of thinking of the old face that always smiled at me.

He has always been guilty, but he has never dared to face it, he hates himself very much...

Why didn't you spend more time with the elderly?

Why not accompany him to do something he wants to do?

Why always respond coldly to the old man's enthusiasm for himself?

Why can't I act like a real good grandson...Why haven't I taken the initiative to hug the thin-looking old man for so many years? !

Why didn't he even look at him when he was leaving? !

Why let him leave the world alone in that dark room? !

"sorry Sorry......"

Chen Xian always likes to say sorry to people, but he has never thought about how this instinct of always wanting to apologize comes from, because he has a guilt in his heart that can never be remedied...

In the rainy night.

The flames skyrocketed.

Chen Xian knelt in the yard with a plop as if suddenly losing strength.

Almost his entire face was attached to the rain-stained ground, and his thin body trembled violently, as if his heart was crushed in an instant, and the images of memories in his mind were constantly being torn apart, turning into pieces that could not be joined together. Fragments.....

Painful tears mixed with the muddy water on his face, and silently seeped into the cracks of the blue bricks. It seems that even the parasites felt his unspeakable sadness. They broke away from Chen Xian's body, as if skyrocketing. The black water rushed in all directions quickly, extinguishing the soaring fire in an instant.

"I will cry too... so I feel like crying..."

Chen Xian tightly clutched his heart that was constantly twitching, and his forehead was pressed against the muddy ground, as if silently cherishing an old man who had passed away...

"Grandpa...I'm sorry..."

Life is a constant separation and reunion.

Chen Xian thought he could see everything and everything could be covered up by the passage of time, but he never thought that some things would not disappear over time, just like a wound... It will never close its mouth, it will never heal in a life of poverty, it is eternal pain, it will always bleed when it is touched, and it will always be **** in its heart.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Grandpa..."

"I have been thinking of you...I really miss you..."