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- The trap of tenderness is to fall into it when people are unprepared, 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 Xiao Ba is not keen on picking up balls, he would rather play with Professor An than have any interest in round balls.
that's all.
Days passed by.
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 Xiaoba as much as before.
Xiaoba is 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 Xiaoba was holding a ball in his mouth that he never liked to play with, and followed him step by step.
"Do 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.
"Good job!"
The professor seemed a few years younger, picked up the ball again, and threw it further away, and Xiaoba 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 bus 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 held the little yellow 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, it is not a person who is not vigilant.
Some of the representatives of the theaters present frowned slightly, thinking about the meaning of this shot, and felt a little uncomfortable.
And beside Ye Hongyu.
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 moment, Yang An suddenly saw Ye Hongyu let down his upturned legs.
The uneasiness in his heart is rapidly magnifying!
The movie is still going on.
?Professor An, who is a music teacher by profession, began to tell students about his understanding of music after playing a piece of piano.
Years have 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 was teaching the students, but he was 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 looked at the eyeball, smiled and spoke, but his expression suddenly changed, he covered his chest and held the piano.
"Om."
It seemed that the black and white keys were pressed, and the fragmented piano sound suddenly sounded, attracting the attention of all the students. Then, under everyone's gaze, Professor An fell to the ground.
Crash!
The students got up in a panic
In the slow motion of the virtual focus processing, the yellow ball is still tightly held in the professor's hand, but it no longer makes a sound due to the force, as if Professor An who fell in the classroom has never woken up again
Professor An is dead.
It seemed like a careful premeditation planned by the screenwriter, but also like a sudden accident.
The light of 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 an elm that doesn't think.
&nb?The master looked at Xiaoba, just like the first time Xiaoba and Professor An met. The man leaned down and asked gently:
Little guy, are you lost?
It returned to the flower pond opposite the old station, as if sticking to a promise that never existed.
Sometimes when it gets tired from squatting, it will lie down to rest, but those eyes that seem to be talking, never leave every train that goes out, and every crowd that arrives at the station.
In some places, it may 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 up, but Xiao Ba refused to eat or drink and resisted with a hunger strike.
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.
Shot switch.
It is still the flower bed opposite the old station, still in the same squatting posture, and Xiao Ba is back here.
The passing trains can always cheer up Xiaoba immediately, but the familiar smell is lost in the passing crowd, so it is always disappointed again and again.
Its fur is already dirty.
The black, white and gray of the world are actually despair and coldness.
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 train station as usual, and sits upright on the steps opposite the door, waiting for him to go home.
Whether it is windy, rainy, or the familiar heavy snowflakes in the sky.
No one brought it into the study again.
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 Xiao Ba with the food he needs to survive.
Everyone was moved by Xiao Ba's loyalty to his master, even newspapers published the news that Xiao Ba had been waiting for his master's return for several years, and some people even made donations spontaneously
"Xiaoba is getting old."
On an unknown day, the security guard who was still working at the station said something softly.
? It began to falter, and its already dirty hair became thinner day by day. Because it had been neglected for a long time, it lost its former glory.
? Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four seasons alternate.
Xiao Ba is still waiting for someone who never seems to return——
The distance between life and death is impossible for a dog to penetrate.
It only believed that its master would come back, so its life, like a stream of water, passed away year after year on the bluestone platform of the station bit by bit.
As a dog, this is its waiting.
Birth, old age, sickness and death, never leave, it takes ten years to penetrate into a landscape.
Many years later, when Mrs. An, who was no longer in the past, came to Xiaocheng Station, she saw Xiao Ba at a glance.
Xiaoba, it is so old that it can only crawl there, and it doesn't even want to waste any effort to move.
After that glance, Mrs. An's tears faded away.
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.
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