Chapter 4: Green Persimmon

After a while, she arrived at the door of her memory.

There were two round copper rings as big as bowls on the door, and an iron lock in the middle, locking the two mottled wooden doors.

This used to be her home, but now it belongs to Qi Fangfang, and it is no longer her home.

Now think about it, how ridiculous she is! How stupid!

This house was left to her by her parents, but because of her inner guilt, she was unwilling to come here and leave the lonely tablet of her parents.

Since the house was transferred to her sister-in-law, with the indifference of her sister-in-law's family, perhaps even the tablet of her parents has disappeared. The name of the house here has been changed, and the things left by her parents have become someone else's.

She lost so many precious things because of her weakness and cowardice, which is ridiculous and sad! This is a punishment for her, and she does not deserve anyone's sympathy. Moreover, now she is alone, and no one sympathizes with her.

He Tiantian pushed the dilapidated wooden door hard, and the two doors seemed to be unable to withstand the external force anymore and fell into the yard.

Qi Fangfang was transferred to Huai City ten years ago, and the yard in Nanshi has been empty. No one has lived there for a long time, and the yard is full of weeds. There is an old persimmon tree, which has no one to take care of, but it still grows a lot of green persimmons the size of a palm.

He Tiantian looked inside and out, and the furnishings inside were completely unrecognizable and dilapidated. She walked under the persimmon tree, picked a green persimmon, wiped it with her hand, took a bite, and the sour taste filled her mouth.

Although it was difficult to swallow, such a sour taste made her brain clearer and her thinking clearer.

At this moment, footsteps were faintly heard, coming from far away.

He Tiantian didn't know why, but instinctively hid behind the persimmon tree and held her breath. At this time, she didn't want to see anyone.

"Chairman, it's messy and dirty here, you should go back!" A middle-aged man said humbly, slightly sideways, persuading the middle-aged man who had been walking forward.

"This is my home. No matter how chaotic it is, it is still my home." Although the man's voice was not loud, it was gentle and stubborn.

He Tiantian was slightly startled. She would remember this voice for the rest of her life. Although it had some vicissitudes of life, the clear voice had not changed.

It was him! Huo Yingjie!

At this moment, He Tiantian's heart was filled with mixed feelings of sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty.

Just when He Tiantian was distracted, a persimmon tree branch half a meter above her head moved a few times, and someone next door reached out and picked a green persimmon.

"Chairman, this persimmon is not ripe..." Someone reminded that persimmons should not be eaten too much even if they are ripe, not to mention unripe persimmons, which definitely taste bad.

Huo Yingjie did not answer, as if he was muttering to himself, saying: "Sour persimmons are the most refreshing..."

This sentence, like a key, opened the gate of He Tiantian's memory.

"Brother Yingjie, I always doze off in class, what should I do?" A little round-faced girl with pigtails tilted her head and asked the omnipotent brother next door. She must find a way. If the teacher finds her dozing off again next time, her parents will be called. She is a good kid, how can she tolerate making mistakes and having her parents called?

"Stupid, astringent persimmons are the best for refreshing the mind. Bring one tomorrow. If you feel sleepy, take a bite and eat it, and you will never feel sleepy again." Huo Yingjie, who is already a handsome young man, said an unreliable idea with a sly smile.

Originally, he wanted to tease this little girl, but He Tiantian took it seriously.

He Tiantian ate the sour persimmons and did not doze off, but was caught by the teacher eating in class, and still could not escape the fate of being called by her parents.

However, the simple He Tiantian still thought that Brother Yingjie was very powerful and could come up with such a good method.

Although her parents were still called, it was because of her own carelessness. Next time when she eats, she should be careful and she will not be caught.

Astringent persimmons! This is a secret between the two of them.

He remembers!

She remembers too!

There is a voice in her heart, clamoring for He Tiantian to go see that person. But He Tiantian flashed the face in the dressing mirror in the morning in her mind, and she was discouraged.

She left here at the age of eighteen. At that time, she was like a young girl in bud, with watery skin, watery eyes, graceful figure, light, beautiful and healthy.

But now, her hair is white, her skin is loose, her eyes are no longer clear, and her figure is fat and out of shape.

She didn't have the courage to come out. In this life, she has been like this, so let her stay in his best memory.

The footsteps on the wall next door were getting farther and farther, and Huo Yingjie left.

He Tiantian didn't want to come out to see Huo Yingjie, but she wanted to see him again, just one look, even if she could only see the back of that person. Half of her head stuck out, waiting for that person to pass by the door.

As if sensing something, Huo Yingjie turned around and looked at the old persimmon tree.

Under the persimmon tree, there were only weeds, and no longer the cute girl who was grinning and making faces while eating persimmons.

He Tiantian retracted her head before Huo Yingjie looked over here.

Huo Yingjie turned around and continued walking forward.

The assistant beside him noticed that the chairman's steps were messy and his straight back was slightly bent. Maybe... maybe the chairman thought of someone!

When He Tiantian poked her head out again, she only saw Huo Yingjie's back. Although it was just a back, it was enough for He Tiantian.

At this moment, He Tiantian suddenly felt a little pain and numbness in her ankle, as if she was bitten by something, and lowered her head to look down.

A silver-white little snake as long as a chopstick bit He Tiantian's ankle. It was summer now, and He Tiantian was wearing a loose skirt. Although she had stockings on her feet, they could not block the two sharp teeth of the little silver snake.

Just when He Tiantian raised her foot to shake off the little red snake on her foot, she suddenly found that her body was weak and she had no strength to lift her foot. She could no longer stand on her feet, and let her body fall to the ground as if she had no bones.

Although her strength was gradually disappearing, He Tiantian could not shout or ask for help. The fear of death enveloped He Tiantian's heart, but when her eyes fell on the stone table not far from the persimmon tree, she was not afraid.

In the past, she and her parents often ate at the stone table next to the persimmon tree. This yard has too many memories of her, her parents, and Huo Yingjie.

When dying, knowing the truth is more refreshing than dying in a lie; before dying, in her own yard, she saw the person she could only see in her dreams, and she had no regrets.

He Tiantian's eyes became heavier and heavier, and she gradually lost consciousness.

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