Daughter Said: It's A Shame To Have A Father Like Me

148. For the first time, Xiao Shuying was afraid and held his hand for the first time.

Zhang Ziju finished reading【How can I keep you】This is Yu Ye's second letter,

There was nothing left in his hand, only a sadness left.

He looked at the crowd,

The sound is still reverberating.

I am going to meet him,

I'm going to meet him!

Liu Shi's eyes completely changed,

She was no longer so in control, she was extremely plain, she looked at Zhang Ziju in surprise,

She couldn't help but speak.

"What did you say??"

But then she realized that her gaffe was too bad, she lowered her head, - growling in her heart.

Impossible, that man must be dead, ten years ago he was as sick as rotten wood, he must be dead now,

he cannot appear,

Yu Shuying was even more stunned,

She now seems to be on the verge of emotional breakdown, the grief is diffused,

Many fans are worried about watching,

Because they found that the current Yu Shuying is completely changed, she seems to be about to collapse,

Once that person appears,

she really will,

barrage complex,

"Why is that man still alive?

"Hey, why is his willpower so terrifying, how can he have such terrifying willpower.

"Impossible, I think it's fake.

silence,

Needle drop can be heard, everything is like suffocation.

While the playback screen continues,

Now seems to be the moment of great change in the program group,

The playback picture is nine years and five months old,

Xiao Shuying hasn't spoken to that man for half a month, just because this man is really annoying!

Especially when he let himself promise to write songs for Deng Ziqi,

How should I write myself.

Now Xiao Shuying listened to those songs and fell into confusion.

Until Sunday, Yu Ye knocked on her bedroom.

"Today, there is a performance in the slum area of Yecheng. Do you want to go?"

"Don't go!"

"You can't write it at home anyway, why don't you go out to find inspiration, and then forget it if you can't write it." Yu Ye looked indifferent,

"What do you know? Forget it. I promise others, and I'm guarding the reporter. It must be done." Xiao Shuying said angrily, knowing that she had been chatting with Deng Ziqi these few days, and she even asked how the song was with a smile. ,

But she thought about it and heard the sound of the gong outside, she thought it was better to go out to relax.

This is the first dialogue between father and daughter for half a month. They go out. This is a temple fair in a slum, and the beating of gongs and drums is very shocking.

There are also various singers and performers of acrobatics,

Until a small booth, Xiao Shuying looked at it, she found that the man did not know when to leave, but fortunately, it was very close to home, she looked at the booth in front of her,

Is this the clown?

A clown costume, a clown blowing bubbles.

He was tall and thin, wearing a red suit, with two red outfits on his eyebrows, green eyes, and a big red mouth with a big smile that slid down to his chin, looking very funny,

And the clown blows the bubbles, the moment the bubbles rise.

so funny,

But the clown didn't tease other people, he was quietly lonely again and again, over and over again, blowing bubbles in a cycle of loneliness,

bubbles fly, burst,

that feeling of loneliness,

Xiao Shuying was stunned, she was a little stunned when she saw this scene,

She felt that this clown pretended to be very lonely, just thinking that no one understood the pain and fear in her heart, and then showed such a smile, such an exaggerated smile,

It's like never getting warm,

especially blowing bubbles,

Foam,

His whole life was like a bubble life.

"Bubble..." Xiao Shuying said silently.

Foam.

After the clown returned to the stage, not many people watched the clown, and people thought it was boring,

On the show, Yu Shuying saw the clown again,

Now ten years later, people still feel that this kind of clown makeup is really sad, giving people a funny but extremely sad feeling,

And she murmured complicatedly,

"It was the clown blowing bubbles that reminded me of writing a song about love for Deng Ziqi, bubbles, 99

she is silent,

But she smiled wryly, how did this man get involved this time!

While the playback screen continues,

The clown returned to the stage,

Xiao Shuying waited here for a while, and found that the clown did not appear, she was about to leave, but then she was tapped on the shoulder,

Yu Ye, he looked at himself tiredly,

"Let's go back."

"I went to another booth to play just now."

Yu Ye opened his mouth.

Xiao Shuying rolled her eyes,

When the two returned to the community, they saw a wreath in front of the 13 buildings, white,

"Do you know why you came back, come to the funeral, your grandpa Liu's. 33 Yu Ye said.

For the first time he looked a little sad,

Other people in this slum are really bad, but Lao Liu is still very good. He fell and fainted in the winter. He called the ambulance,

Before he fainted accidentally, he hurriedly poured water,

He also advised himself to be good to his own health,

This old man also sent Xiao Shuying home twice before, and bought a lollipop for Xiao Shuying,

He is also nice, a nice old man.

But in May, in the hot season, he died of a sudden myocardial infarction, and he was only discovered after one day.

He has no descendants, only adopted a son, but he is a good person, and the neighbors around him spontaneously send him off.

Looking at the coffin, looking at the wreath, looking at the portrait, listening to the crying of the people around,

Xiao Shuying suddenly thought of the bubble blown by the clown. From the moment it was blown, the fate of the bubble was determined and it was destined to burst. It was destined to burst under the vastness of time.

Eventually it turned into a bubble and everything dissipated.

Like this old man, he is now at the end.

She suddenly felt that there was an emotional point in her mind, a creative point, but she just couldn't grasp it.

At the end of the funeral, she was still ignorant, but until she saw many neighbors carrying coffins out to send away the old man, when the old man's clothes were set on fire,

She suddenly realized,

Is this death?

Once dead, completely gone,

never see again,

Xiao Shuying thought about how Grandpa Liu greeted her every time she went home before, and asked with a smile, "Study hard and treat your father well in the future."

"Xiao Shuying is getting better and better now.

"You can't have a good heart, and you can't be too kind in a slum."

"You'll know later, why do I say that,"

The old man's kind voice seemed to be still there,

But it also seemed to disappear in an instant, as if it had completely left with the mourning crowd.

This made Xiao Shuying take the initiative to clench Yu Ye's arm for the first time, she was stunned at that moment,

Why is this man's arms so thin?

really fine,

It's almost like my own hands,

But he is so tall, how could he be so thin,

"Will you be the same as Grandpa Liu..."

"Will it disappear..."

Xiao Shuying looked at Yu Ye and asked in a complicated voice, because during the Chinese New Year, the man fainted. In the hospital, she heard the doctor introduce what cancer is, so now she is nervous for the first time.

At that moment, she felt insecure, even Xiao Shuying didn't know,

But Yu Ye just smiled and touched her head.

"Grandpa Liu is in his eighties, and he is dying."

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"I'm so strong, I'm sure I'll be fine, and I'll definitely be able to live into my eighties."

"I'm not going away, never will.

Yu Ye smiled, and even had a very strong frame, looking very strong,

Xiao Shuying nodded at that moment, the feeling that the man in front of her gave her was definitely true and that she would definitely live.

but don't know why,

Xiao Shuying still watched with inexplicable worry,

At this moment, she realized that she was actually worried about this man,

Because I have been all his shadows since I was a child,

She suddenly discovered that once this unremarkable and mediocre man disappeared, she would lack a lot of companionship.

She took his thin arm and went home,

Lonely on this road,

And Yu Ye was quiet, he was so quiet.

But he always turned his head to look at the coffin delivery team,

He seemed to see himself,

Liu Lao has gone, the only good old man is gone,

He heard the sound of his own weakening heart again,

Immediately, too,

But there is still Xiao Shuying's voice in his ear, her voice is helpless, you won't have to leave...

so,

At this moment, Yu Ye turned his head to look at the funeral procession,

0......

A deep sigh in my heart,

Won't,

I will ask my grandfather to tell my grandma, use all kinds of partial houses, all kinds of ways to survive,

don't be afraid,

At that moment, Yu Ye's eyes were filled with grief and sorrow,

Is it scary to die?

Not scary,

But he was afraid to die. If he died, thinking of his daughter's helpless and collapsed appearance, he was afraid to die.

The suona of the funeral procession behind him resounded, and on the other side was Yu Ye alone holding the child's hand,

They go the opposite way...

And now,

The screen began to slowly rewind back and forth,

Xiao Shuying and Yu Ye didn't speak for half a month. Yu Ye took Xiao Shuying to the temple fair to play. After that, he deliberately separated from Xiao Shuying. He came to the stage where he played the clown.

"I use your makeup paints, I make up myself, I play the clown, I need to use your stage for half an hour and give you two hundred dollars."

The theater director was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

So Yu Ye refused others to make up.

He paints his face alone,

When this kind of makeup appeared, many people singing and juggling looked weird.

This kind of makeup is so sad, so strange, neither comic nor deeply bitter.

but there is a story,

Then Yu Ye walked out,

At that moment, a tall and thin clown stood alone,

Blowing bubbles against the sky.

the beauty of despair,

That kind of beauty that seems to be telling a story, but is actually full of sadness,