Chapter 307 The one waiting for him to come home
Where is his home?
Is Uncle Zhao’s place his home?
But it wasn't exactly his home.
Is grandpa's place his home? It doesn't seem to be...
Home is more than just a house to shelter you from the wind and rain.
Perhaps the meaning of home represents people, a person’s roots.
If a person has no roots of his own, he will be like duckweed, with no place to rely on.
Some people say that home is where your mother is, and the cemetery is his home...
He Shu insisted on going, so the driver had no choice but to send He Shu to the cemetery.
The driver was a kind-hearted man. He left He Shu his cell phone number and told him that if he couldn't find a car to return to the city, he could call him.
He Shu thanked him again and again, feeling warm in his heart.
He always meets such warm-hearted and kind people...
The cemetery is very quiet at night. The occasional chirping of insects among the grass and trees brings a different kind of vitality to the place.
He Shu strolled on the stone steps. The neat rows of tombstones looked like stone doors leading to another time and space under the moonlight.
He suddenly wondered whether those who had passed away were standing behind the tombstone.
However, they are separated by life and death and cannot see each other.
When he arrived in front of his mother's tombstone, He Shu sat down on the ground.
He did not feel scared here. The cool stone slab under his butt made him more sober.
He came here so late at night, not because he had suffered any injustice, nor because he was still reluctant to leave his mother.
After so many years, He Shu has grown up and accepted it.
Whenever he was overwhelmed with emotions and didn't want to tell others , he would come here and sit for a while.
But when he got here, facing a cold tombstone, he couldn't say anything.
He Shu used to have some concerns about his mother and grandfather's family.
Later, things became clearer and he discovered that many things were not what he had thought before.
He Shu had no one to confide in about his inner struggles, but he firmly believed that his mother was not a selfish person and that she loved him.
Although life was hard during those years when he depended on his mother, he felt very happy.
I just kept looking at it, sitting there, and when I got tired I moved closer, leaned against the cold tombstone and looked up at the starry sky.
He Shu suddenly discovered that the starry sky was very clear here...
He forgot to call Xia Miao until Xia Miao sent him a message asking if he had arrived home.
He quickly sent a message to Xia Miao, telling her that he had arrived home.
After replying to the message, He Shu slowly flipped through their previous chat history.
Every word she said was filled with Xia Miao's concern and love for him.
With a Xia Miao like her, He Shu would never let her lose as badly as his mother.
He will cherish this most important person in his future life, the one he wants to spend his whole life with...
Four ounces of liquor was still too much for He Shu, so he fell asleep leaning against the tombstone.
He didn't know what time he slept until the ringing of his cell phone woke him up. He took out the phone in a daze and answered it with his eyes closed.
"Hey, He Shu, where are you?"
It was his godfather's voice. He Shu licked his dry lips and said, "Godfather? I'm sleeping at home."
"Ah? You're at home?" Zhao Qishui was stunned when he saw He Shu's empty room.
"Xiao Shu, where are you? I'm at home. It's already so late. Why haven't you come back yet?"
He Shu woke up a little, sat up from the concrete floor, and looked around. It was pitch black.
"I'm..." He shook his head, and it felt like there were two awls piercing his brain.
"Xiao Shu, where are you? Tell me quickly and I'll pick you up."
Zhao Qishui felt that something was wrong with He Shu's voice and couldn't help but feel anxious.
"Father, I'll be back soon, no need to pick me up."
At this time, He Shu was fully awake. He stood up with the help of his mother's tombstone and moved his stiff and painful hands and feet.
But he can't tell his godfather that he went to the cemetery, otherwise he will be very worried.
"Father, I drank a little outside and accidentally fell asleep. I'll be back soon."
"Have you been drinking? Tell me the address and I'll drive you there."
"No, no, it's not far from home, I'll go back right away."
After convincing his godfather not to worry, He Shu quickly walked out of the cemetery.
He looked at the time and it was already past 12 o'clock. His godfather might have been awake waiting for him.
When he walked onto the street, there was no car around. He Shu remembered that a driver had left him his phone number, so he called him.
At the same time, he walked along the roadside towards the city. After about ten minutes, a taxi drove over.
It was the same driver who took He Shu to the car. The driver looked at him and smiled: "I was always worried about how you were going to get home."
He Shu was very embarrassed: "Sorry to bother you, Master."
"Oh, it's okay, it's okay. I'm on night shift anyway, and there's nothing else to do at this time."
He Shu told the driver the address of his godfather's house, and the driver turned around and drove back.
"Hey, boy, don't come here at night. If you feel bad, it's better to get together with friends than to go to the cemetery alone at night."
The driver was very talkative: "People are social animals. They need companions wherever they go. Don't always stick to the past. You have to be more open-minded about birth, aging, illness and death."
"Otherwise, you will not be happy in life, and the deceased will not be at peace. Don't you think this is the case?"
He Shu nodded: "You are right, I was confused because I drank a little."
"Hehe, I understand. You look young and good-looking. I want to be as young as you. I'll go out and have fun every night. Hehe, young people nowadays have a great life..."
I chatted with the driver all the way and soon arrived at my godfather's neighborhood.
From a distance, I saw a familiar figure standing on the side of the road. It was my godfather Zhao Qishui.
He Shu paid the fare, thanked the driver profusely, got out of the car, and obviously saw that his godfather was relieved.
After the taxi left, the godfather quickly grabbed He Shu's hand. When he got closer, he smelled alcohol on He Shu.
"How much did you drink? Did you drink white wine?"
"I didn't drink much, Godfather, why did you come down to wait for me so late?"
"Kid, you never kept quiet no matter where you went. How could I not worry? Don't do that next time. You have to tell me where you're going in advance, or I won't be able to sleep."
"You said you didn't have this problem before, why are you getting more disobedient as you grow older?..."
Zhao Qishui was pulling He Shu towards home, all the while nagging at He Shu.
Anyone who sees this kind of situation would think that this is a father lecturing his child for not coming home at night.
Godfather never said anything to him before, but tonight he criticized him, and He Shu actually felt very comfortable when he was criticized.
As Zhao Qishui was talking, he turned his head and saw He Shu laughing.
He was so angry that he hit He Shu on the forehead again, but his hand was raised high and the blow came down gently.
"Hurry up and go upstairs. You've trapped me. If it happens again, I'll beat you up."
