The weather is still foggy, after the morning's events, Qian Xin can be said to be more and more unpleasant to Lian Yi, after breakfast, simply change into clothes and take Ping An out of the road to go shopping, maybe Ping An really found her mother's feeling in her body and liked to stick to her.

Ping An has lived here since birth, is very familiar with the military region, a large and a small two figures holding hands and wandering, Ping An continues to introduce various places in the military region like Qianxin, the two of them have a simple meal in the store of the military region for lunch, the time has unconsciously arrived in the afternoon, the aimless two unconsciously came to the monument, and Ping An finally improved a little and his mood was depressed.

Tears flickered in her eyes, "Mom... Mom..." He kept muttering and sobbing quietly.

Qian Xin hugged her in her arms and patted her back quietly by her side, waiting for her to cry a little quieter, "Ping'an, your mother didn't mean to leave you, since things have happened, we should learn to accept it, no one will accompany us to the end of the long road of life." ”

Maybe she doesn't understand these words very well, but when she grows up, she will understand that there will be many people in her life who are a small episode, but some will float by like a gust of wind without any trace, and some people will be engraved in their bones like a brand.

"Auntie... For as long as I can remember, my mother has told me that she is a soldier and that she is ready to leave me at any time, but I still can't accept it. ”

Poor child, hugged into her arms and emaciated little body, I have to say that her mother is an out-and-out good soldier but not a good mother, at a time when she should be innocent and happy to instill the kind of thinking that it is difficult to accept admitted, thinking that she should take good care of the precocious and intelligent little girl in her arms who are still sobbing in her arms.

The cry in her arms gradually decreased, maybe she didn't sleep well last night, the tired little girl closed her eyes, and Qian Xin sat under the monument with her in her arms, only then did she find that the fog had begun to dissipate, and anxiety flashed in her eyes when she thought of the delayed trip, but when she saw the little face full of tears in her arms, she still couldn't bear to leave immediately.

When night fell, Ping An woke up slowly, maybe he could sense that Qian Xin was about to leave, Ping An had been silently holding her hand, and the black of the night was getting thicker and thicker.

"Auntie, can you sing me a few of your favorite songs?"

"Auntie's favorite song is "Grandma's Penghu Bay", have you heard it safely?" Since she was a child, she has lived by the sea with her grandmother, and this song is her favorite to hum.

"No, I've only heard red songs."

Qian Xin gently stroked her head and cleared her throat,

"Grandma's Penghu Bay

The evening breeze blows lightly in Penghu Bay

White waves chase the beach

There is no coconut grove adorned with the sunset

Just a piece of ocean blue

Sit on a low wall in front of the door

Think about it over and over again

Also on the beach at dusk

There are footprints in two halves

It was my grandmother's staff

Gently hold my hand

Treading the twilight

Towards the sunset

Warm Penghu Bay

A footprint is a string of laughter

Spend a lot of time

Until nightfall

Engulfed us both on the way home

Penghu Bay, Penghu Bay

Grandma's Penghu Bay

I have a lot of childhood fantasies..."

The pleasant and clear voice came from far away...

Ping'an lay on her lap and listened carefully, the breeze ruffled her hair, and the misty monument formed a beautiful picture.