When paying, the shady cameraman looked at the young boy in front of him and hesitated.

"Forget it, fifty."

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When he walked into the tower, Chen Nuo held the photos taken with the Polaroid camera in his hand and fanned them gently. After a few fannings, he couldn't help but look at them. After fanning them a few times, he couldn't help but look at them.

Seeing the image in the photo becoming clearer and clearer, a joyful smile bloomed at the corner of the boy's mouth.

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"My classmates said they went to Shanghai for fun at the weekend. The Pearl Tower is so tall and very fun!"

"Xiao Nuo... study hard and take the exam well. At the end of the semester, you will get 80%. Grandma will take you to the Shanghai market to eat steamed buns and see the Pearl Tower, okay?"

"Grandma, when will you be discharged from the hospital?"

"After your final exam, grandma will be discharged from the hospital. Study hard, you know?"

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Fanning himself, the boy held the photo in his arms.

In the photo, the young man smiled brightly and held a framed black and white portrait in his arms.

"Grandma, I came to the Pearl Tower, we came together..."

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In my memory, the image of grandma seems to be stuck in the hospital ward, wearing a blue hospital gown, with an intravenous needle always stuck on the back of her hand.

Skinny hands with bulging veins.

There was also the pungent smell of disinfectant in the air.

The walls of the hospital wards are so white, so white that it's scary.

When I was sitting in front of the hospital bed doing homework, my grandma always liked to stare at me like that.

As she watched, the old lady couldn't help but shed a few tears, then silently turned her head away and wiped them away gently.

There were a few times when Chen Nuo actually saw it, but he didn't dare to say anything because he was afraid that if he said something, grandma might be even more sad...

Until that afternoon two years ago.

Grandma finally left.

Chen Nuo didn't cry at that time and didn't shed a single tear.

He seemed to be in a state of dissociation and confusion, as if he didn't understand what was happening at all.

Until a few days later, at the funeral home.

Chen Nuo always felt a sense of absurdity when looking at her grandma lying there quietly when the body was saying goodbye.

It seemed as if grandma would open her eyes at any time, wave to herself, call her to her side, comb her hair with her fingers, then put a fruit candy in her mouth with a smile.

But that day...

All this.

Gone.

All gone.

Not anymore.

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That morning, Chen Nuo stood there, and finally, as if very slow, very slow, he realized the fact: that old lady who went out to buy vegetables with a basket on her back every morning.

The old man who would bring back wontons in an enamel cup for breakfast.

The grandma who would pick edamame beans and watch her homework with a smile.

She would never again take peeled oranges and heat them by the stove in winter and hand them to herself.

She would never again yell at herself when she was naughty and broke her knees in the summer.

She would never again go to school with faltering steps to hold a parent-teacher meeting for herself, and then come back to face herself feeling guilty for not doing well in the exam, and use her skinny hands to comb her hair.

She would never again take out the change wrapped in a handkerchief with a smile when she was coveting other children's cream ice cream but didn't dare to ask for it, then pinched out a dime and handed it to herself, saying...

"Go and buy one. Grandma wants to eat it too. Grandma will eat it with you."

But when she bought it with a smile, she would smile and say to herself with leaky teeth:

"Xiao Nuo, let's eat. Grandma is old and has bad teeth, so she can't eat cold food."

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That day, Chen Nuo understood: this person is no longer with her.

Now, she was just lying quietly in the small wooden box in her hand.

That summer of 1997.

Chen Nuo knew something.

In this world, the person who cares about you the most and loves yourself the most.

At the same time, he is also the only person in this world who cares about himself and loves himself.

She is gone.

From then on, there were thousands of worlds and a vast sea of ​​people.

I'm the only one left.

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Holding the "photo" with his grandma and sitting in a chair on the Pearl Tower, the young man had a smile on his face.

Then, tears rolled down one by one.

"Grandma, I came to the Pearl Tower, we came together..."

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[Sorry, that’s all for today, I can’t write anymore.

Halfway through writing this chapter, I was already crying like a fool.

Everything Chen Nuo's grandma does in the article is what my grandma once did to me.

Use this chapter to remember my grandmother.】
Chapter completed!