Chapter 1396 A letter
These things were so vivid, as if they had just happened, so how could the old man just pass away?

An inexplicable feeling arose in the heart of the worm.

A strange and unpleasant feeling.

It couldn't help but roll on the cash register.

Roll from left to right, and then from right to left.

Roll around, roll around.
Xiao Xiao:.
He knew that this was the way the termite vented its emotions.

The termite and the old man had already established a deep bond without them realizing it.

The sudden death of the old man not only saddened his family, but also a monster.

This monster may not even know what his emotion at this moment is called.

But it was expressed in the most straightforward way.

Xiao Xiao lowered his eyes.

"Guest, your book."

The man handed the book to Xiao Xiao.

"Thank you."

Xiao Xiao took the bag of books and paid with his mobile phone.

Seeing that the young man was still standing in front of the cashier, the man couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Customer, is there anything else?"

"boss."

Xiao Xiao glanced at the monster that was still rolling around, then looked at the man, "Did the boss leave any words before he left?"

"What?"

The man was somewhat stunned and surprised.

No, why did the young man ask this?

Even if the old man had anything to say, it couldn't be for this young man.

Why does this young man ask this?

If you care, don’t you think it’s a bit too much?
"Yes, and perhaps some strange words."

Xiao Xiao pretended not to notice the strangeness and slight resistance on the man's face.

Asked seriously.

This is just his guess.

From the story told by the woodworm, it is obvious how much the old man values ​​the woodworm.

Unless the situation really does not allow it, the old man should give an explanation to the termite.
".Strange words?"

The man's voice changed a little.

Because he knew that the old man really left behind some words that seemed very strange to him.

He thought the old man was confused and wrote it randomly.
Now it seems, it isn't.

……

"Yeah, weird stuff."

Seeing the man's expression, Xiao Xiao knew that he had guessed right.

The old man did leave some words for the worm.

He glanced at the borer.

The little monster seemed to realize something and stopped rolling. It tilted its head and stared at the man without blinking, its aura somewhat tense.

……

"Why do you ask?"

The man's eyes revealed a bit of scrutiny.

"It seems I guessed it right."

Xiao Xiao's eyebrows curved slightly.

The man's expression was solemn, and there was a hint of sharpness in his scrutinizing eyes.

Xiao Xiao's expression remained unchanged as he looked at the man calmly.

The first to be defeated were the men.

He looked away and rubbed his temple.

Young people nowadays are really not cute at all.

"Wow~"

The man opened the drawer behind the cash register and took out the envelope he had haphazardly stuffed in there earlier.

A corner of the letter paper was sticking out.

He held the envelope in his hand.

"This letter was given to me by my father."

The old man's illness came on suddenly and severely, leaving him no time to buffer.

He was even shocked when he took the letter from the old man.

Because the old man was wearing an oxygen mask, he was always in a semi-conscious state.

He didn't know when such a frail old man wrote this letter?

……

At that time, the old man was holding his clothes tightly, with veins bulging on the back of his hand. He held the old man's hand back and put it close to his ear.

He knew what the old man wanted to say to him.

But even though the old man tried his best, he could not utter a few complete syllables.

He tried to identify it for a long time, but could only hear the two words "bookstore".

……

"Bookstore?" He guessed, paying attention to the old man's expression, "Do you want to take this letter to the bookstore?"

The old man nodded with difficulty, his eyes shining slightly.

"Is it for someone in the bookstore?"

The old man's grip on the man's hand suddenly tightened a little, then he nodded vigorously.

"Oh, I know—"

The man's voice stopped abruptly.

Ok?
He was stunned, "Dad, are there any clerks in your bookstore?"

Since he got his own job and family, he rarely went to the old man's bookstore.

When visiting the elderly, we always go directly to their homes.

Therefore, he was not very clear about the current situation of the bookstore.

He looked at his younger brother and sister beside him inquiringly.

They all shook their heads.

……

"Drink~"

A white mist floated above the oxygen mask.

The old man's mouth moved as if he wanted to say something.

But only a few breaths were uttered.

In a hurry, the old man started coughing violently.

The man hurriedly helped the old man calm down and gently stroked his back, "Dad, don't talk."

"Don't worry."

"I see. Take this letter to the bookstore, right?"

"I'll take it."

"Do not worry."

He blamed himself in his heart for talking so much before.
As long as we take this letter to the bookstore, won't everything be clear?
Why force the old man to ask for a clear answer now?

"Dad, take a rest."

……

The old man kept the letter in his mind until his last moment.

The man patiently assured the old man again and again that he would definitely take the letter to the bookstore.

The old man looked at his children. They all had their own families and children.

A smile slowly appeared on his face.

He tilted his head slightly and his eyes fell on the envelope on the bedside table.

……

The man understood and picked up the envelope.

During the time since the old man gave him the letter, the old man always looked for the letter on his body.

He didn't react at first.

Later, when he found out that the old man was looking for the letter, he placed the letter on the bedside table so that the old man could see it at any time.

……

The old man looked slightly startled, and then his smile revealed a hint of regret and apology.

The man blinked, feeling somewhat confused and surprised.

He can understand that the old man has regrets.

Who can have no regrets when facing death?

But why was the old man apologizing?

Is it for them?
No, the old man has nothing to apologize to them.

Instead, they are the ones who are sorry for the elderly.

It was their negligence that they failed to discover the old man’s physical problems in advance.

If I had discovered it earlier...

Can the elderly live longer?
……

The old man opened his mouth and seemed to say something.

But no sound was made.

The man couldn't help but frown.

He didn't understand lip reading and couldn't make out what the old man said.

He was about to move closer when he paused.

The man slowly stood up.

In his sight, the old man slowly closed his eyes.

The incandescent light in the ward was too bright, and it made his eyes sore.

He pressed the corner of his eye.

……

The man only remembered the letter after he had taken care of the old man's funeral.

Thinking of the importance the old man attached to the letter, he hurriedly took the envelope and rushed to the bookstore.

　ps: Thank you Shen Moqi, Lu Youyou and Boss Cao for the rewards (*︶*)!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)