Chapter 390 Promise (Addition for the Leader [⌒◎⌒])

Chapter 390 Promise (addition for the leader [⌒◎⌒])

The trap of tenderness is when people fall into it unsuspectingly, but they are not aware of it...

Professor An is used to Xiaoba's waiting.

Xiaoba is used to Professor An's return.

They are like a pair of the most tacit partners, they can always understand each other's mind at the first time.

If there is a fly in the ointment, it is probably that Xiaoba is still unwilling to pick up the ball.

Other people's dogs will pick up the ball thrown by the owner.

Here's how to play and interact.

But Xiaoba is not keen on picking up balls. He would rather play with Professor An than have any interest in round balls.

that's all.

The days passed.

I don't know when, Professor An has put a pair of eyes on the bridge of his nose, and his hair has also been dyed gray, so he can no longer play with Xiao Ba as freely as before.

Xiao Ba was still full of energy.

It will still send Professor An to the train every day, and it will still wait for the owner's return at a corner of the station, as if it was an agreement with each other.

this day.

Professor An went to the station to prepare for work as usual, but unexpectedly found that Xiao Ba was holding a ball in his mouth that he never liked to play with, and followed him step by step.

"You want to play?"

Professor An was very surprised. He tried to throw the ball not far away, and he saw Xiao Ba take it back.

"Nice job!"

The professor seemed to be a few years younger, picked up the ball again, and threw it further away, and Xiao Ba took it back without hesitation.

Professor An was very happy.

this day.

Xiao Ba, who was always reluctant to pick up the ball, suddenly wanted to play the game of picking up the ball with him. Professor An missed the first train for the first time, and was completely immersed in the sudden joy.

The people at the station also smiled when they saw this scene.

Professor An played with Xiaoba for a long time before reluctantly going to work.

Even on the way to work, he squeezed the little yellow leather ball tightly in his hand.

So far, this gentle trap has finally opened its shocking net that it has been waiting for for a long time!

In fact, he is not without vigilance.

Among the representatives of the theaters present, some people frowned slightly, thinking about the meaning of this shot, feeling a little uncomfortable.

And beside Ye Hongyu.

On the other hand, Yang An quietly clenched his fists, feeling inexplicably irritable. Why did there be such a turning point? Is there any special reason why Xiaoba is willing to play ball?

At this time, Yang An suddenly saw Ye Hongyu let down his upturned legs.

The uneasiness in his heart is rapidly magnifying!

The movie goes on.

Professor An, who is a music teacher by profession, began to explain his understanding of music to students after playing a piece of piano.

Time has made him older, but his temperament has become more restrained. This man seems to be more attractive, but this attractive man seems a little naughty.

He is teaching the students, but he is holding the little yellow ball that he played with Xiaoba before going to work.

Squeeze your hands from time to time, and the ball makes a lovely sound.

"us……"

Professor An glanced at the eyeball, smiled and spoke, but his expression suddenly changed, he covered his chest and held the piano.

"Buzz."

It seemed that the black and white keys were pressed, and the disorganized piano sound suddenly sounded, attracting the attention of all the students. Then, under everyone's gaze, Professor An crashed to the ground.

Crash!

The students got up in a panic...

In the defocused slow motion, the yellow ball is still tightly held in the professor's hand, but it no longer makes any noise due to the force, as if Professor An, who fell down in class, never woke up again...

Professor Ann is dead.

It's like a careful premeditation planned by the screenwriter, and it's like a sudden accident.

The light from the big screen hit the faces of the auditorium.

Countless pupils are shrinking.

Everyone's expressions ranged from unbelievable astonishment, to panic that followed, to sadness that finally came, and finally was completely covered by great sadness.

That is a small gap in the depths of the soul, which is slowly enlarging and leading to a process of complete collapse.

At this moment, everyone's minds are blank!

Like elm that doesn't think.

And when people realized what happened, some viewers were already shrouded in despair!

The big screen suddenly went dark, just like everyone's mood at the moment.

Nothing in the dark, nothing to see.

Boom boom boom boom...

There is no pretentiously sensational soundtrack, only the heartbeat drumbeat in the dark is gradually sounding, and it gets slower and slower, until it disappears completely.

crunch.

That was the weak sound of the ball.

The big screen was turned on again in an instant, but the expressions of all the audience formed a very sharp contrast with the few seconds before the darkness, like a movie clip.

It was a face, in tears...

The camera cut cruelly to the station, Xiaoba is still squatting on the flower pond opposite the old station, the angle of view slowly rises into the sky, leaving only Xiaoba's helpless back in the long shot.

Lonely and sad.

It's like a freeze frame.

In the back row, Yang An's tears were like a torrent breaking a bank, and there was no way to stop it.

Perhaps Ye Hongyu was the only stickler, and it seemed her belief was to remain calm, but Ye Hongyu's lips were still white even after biting too hard.

Yang An couldn't see this.

Next to his ears, the whole movie theater was sobbing. When the gentle trap began to close its net, there were very few survivors.

And in such a theater, tears are the cheapest way to release!

The uncles and aunts who opened stalls at the train station got off work one after another.

The man in the security room looked down at the time on his watch, then at Xiao Ba squatting on the flower pond, and called out tentatively, but Xiao Ba didn't answer.

at this time.

It was completely dark, and Xiao Ba was only accompanied by the snow and ice that had not completely melted this winter.

The camera zoomed in quickly, Xiaoba's jaw was pressed against the ground, and the sniffing sound gradually became thicker,

In the end, it was Professor An's daughter who brought Xiao Ba home.

The lights in the house did not go out that night.

Xiao Ba was reluctant to enter the study anyway.

It seems to have returned to the day when it first entered this family, looking at this black and white world through a small gap, like a homeless wretch.

The only difference is that Mrs. An cried all night.

The next day, people held a grand funeral for Professor An, and his voice and appearance became people's memory and were carved on the tomb.

Xiaoba didn't show up.

As usual, it came to squat on the flower pond opposite the station, watched the early morning train heading into the distance as usual, and watched the passing crowd as usual...

What is it looking for?

What is he waiting for?

The answer to this question seems meaningless, just like Xiao Ba's aimless waiting is also meaningless to many people.

This night, heavy snow rose again.

The world was pale.

The man in the security booth at the train station walked towards Xiao Ba and said softly, "You don't have to wait any longer, he will never come back."

Xiao Ba didn't move.

On snowy nights, what refracted in its eyes was either lights or moonlight.

The man in the security booth shook his head, but in the eyes of all the audience, it was clearly a kind of extreme sadness.

The heavy snow covered Xiao Ba's hair, Xiao Ba seemed to have never heard of it, the station attendant brushed the snow traces on Xiao Ba's body, and smiled helplessly, he knew that this was Xiao Ba's persistence...

The sobbing in the movie theater has been one after another, and even the crowd who were trying to suppress it no longer hold back.

Ye Hongyu's eyes, as if illuminated by fire, were full of red.

Only then did Yang An realize that Ye Hongyu's body was trembling slightly, just like himself, his throat was blocked by something, and he could only slow down and digest those raging tears in an almost embarrassing way.

That year, Mrs. An sold her house and seemed to want to escape the city.

Professor An's daughter took Xiao Ba back to her home, but Xiao Ba escaped on the same day.

Only then did Professor An's daughter realize that the little Ba in front of her was no longer the little cub whose master couldn't drive him away no matter what, let alone run away with scolding.

The world of black, white and gray is still colorless.

In the fleeting scenery, it ran panting.

It passed through the woods with dead branches and leaves, and also through the endless fields. It returned to the home where he lived in the past. It will always remember this road.

However, this home already has a new owner.

"Are you lost?"

The new owner of this house looked at Xiaoba. This scene was like the first meeting between Xiaoba and Professor An. The man leaned down and asked gently:

Little guy, are you lost?

It didn't get lost, and it returned to the flower pond opposite the old station, as if to stick to a promise that never existed, or maybe it was silent.

Sometimes when it is tired from squatting, it will lie down to rest, but those eyes seem to be talking, never leave every train that goes out, and every crowd that arrives at the station.

Yeah, it's where he left off, and it might never get lost.

It's just that the person it's waiting for can't find the way home because it's lost?

Professor An's daughter took it home again and tried to tie it, but Xiao Ba refused to eat or drink, and resisted with a hunger strike, just like the night Professor An wanted to send it away——

A few days later, Professor An's daughter suddenly understood something.

She chose to let go of the chain that tied Xiao Ba, and opened the closed door, with a tearful smile: "Maybe I can understand you."

For the first time, Xiao Ba did not escape in a frenzy.

It looked at Professor An's daughter, as if saying goodbye seriously.

Camera cut.

It was still the flower bed opposite the old station, still in the same squatting posture, and Xiao Ba returned here.

He seems to have been with this place for a long time. The passing trains can always cheer up Xiao Ba immediately, but the familiar smell is lost in the passing crowd, so it always ushers in disappointment again and again.

Its fur is already dirty.

The black, white and gray in his eyes were cold and cold, piercing to the bone.

At night, it sleeps under the wheels of abandoned train cars.

Whenever the first train wakes it up in the morning, it runs to the opposite side of the train station as usual, and sits upright on the unchanging steps, waiting for someone who will not show up to return.

Whether it's windy, rainy, or the familiar heavy snowflakes in the sky.

No one brought it into the study anymore.

No one took out a blanket to keep it warm.

Only time goes by in a hurry, and people pass by in a hurry.

Only the train will whistle, only the sun will rise and set alternately, only the moon will fade into the moon.

One year, two years, three years...

The people around will provide food for Xiao Ba to survive.

Everyone was moved by Xiao Ba's loyalty to his master, even the newspapers published the news that Xiao Ba had been waiting for his master's return for several years, and there were also spontaneous donations from the public...

"Xiao Ba is getting old."

One day, the security guard who was still working at the station said something so softly.

It began to walk slowly, and its dirty hair became thinner day by day. Because it has been neglected for a long time, it has lost its former glory.

It's still waiting, day after day, for ten years.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four seasons alternate.

No one knows whether Xiao Ba knows that he will never come back, the distance between life and death, for a dog, maybe it is really impossible to penetrate.

It just stubbornly believed that his master would come back.

So it waits forever, but its life cannot withstand the erosion of the years, like a pour of water, bit by bit on the bluestone platform of the station, passing away year after year.

As a dog, this is its waiting and its self-chosen destination.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, never leave, it takes ten years to thoroughly form a landscape.

When Mrs. An, who was no longer in the past, came to Xiaocheng Station and walked out of the station, she saw Xiao Ba at a glance.

Xiaoba, it is so old that it can only lie there, and it doesn't even want to waste any effort to move.

At that glance, Mrs. An cried and put on makeup.

Just like the Ye Hongyu in front of the movie screen who claimed to be able to remain calm forever, took the paper from Yang An for the first time in his life, and cried until he was out of breath.

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ps: Thank you again for the reward from the lord of facial expressions, thank you very much, and I apologize to everyone for being a bit lazy in some places. I can’t say too many witty words today. I watched the movie again while reading the content I wrote before. It is worse than the people in the book crying, and there will be revisions later, let's write the next chapter first, it may take a while.