Grandpa died, I heard the news from my Grandma. To my surprise, when I was watching her face, I can find little sorrow, so did my Uncle. They acted like nothing happened, talked in a jovial mood with us just like what they used to do. I guessed that maybe Grandma hasn’t yet accepted Grandpa’s death or because my Uncle stayed here to accompany her, thus she has felt better already. Anyway, I don’t know the reason and was listening and keeping silence only.
I cannot recall my Mom’s expression anymore, only remember the scene when we left Grandma’s home and walked in the street.
I raised my head subconsciously, I saw the sky, it was blue, extraordinary blue, a few clouds were floating in the sky above us. What a beautiful day it was! The roadway was also blue like sea. The first thought flashed on my mind was like a saying.
“Do you know the reason why sky is blue?”
“It is because of the sea.”
Now I recall this scene, I feel something odd, coz as we all know, the color of roadway will never be blue.
Anyway, to be continued.
At the distant place, I found there were some clouds accumulating, like a column or a tower, Jesus! How giant the clouds were. “Maybe the storm is coming?” I thought. Then, I speeded up to go home.
Not a long time when we came back to home, the clouds were approaching the sky above us closer and closer, I became a little bit oppressive. “It is really a storm?” I was not sure about that, coz the color of clouds was white, not black. But I wished it is a rainstorm and could be coming soon, I firmly believed that heavier the rain could fall, sooner my melancholy could be driven away.
Suddenly, my mobile phone rang, more actually, the mobile phone vibrated, someone was calling me. I woke up and found it was just a dream.
It was just a dream, but made me tired. My heartbeat was accelerating and I felt very bad. I have no idea why I had such a dream, I don’t hate my Grandpa and I don’ want him dead. After 30 minutes’ adjustment, full 30 minutes, I came back to normal.
I remembered that I had a dream before, maybe one year or two years ago, it was about my Mon. As same as today’s dream, she was dead in my dream. When I woke up and found she is still alive. “Fortunately, it was only a dream.” I told myself.