In just a few years, the cycle of seasons will erase all traces of VV from the world.
At this thought, Yu Xi felt very sad and tightened her grip on her mother’s hand:
"Mom, will everything die? Will everything leave us?"
"Yes."
Zhao Yingjun nodded and pulled her daughter into her embrace:
"That’s the way this world is, old things leave, new things arrive. It’s a cycle, a way of life continuing endlessly."
"Then..."
Yu Xi bit her lip and looked up at Zhao Yingjun:
"Mom, will you leave too?"
Zhao Yingjun smiled:
"Mom won’t."
She squatted down and patted her daughter’s head:
"Mom promised Dad, I will never leave you, always stay by your side."
"Even if I grow old, that will be a long, long ti later... We’re different from VV, we humans have long lifespans."
"By then, you’ll have many family mbers, friends, and companions around you. Only then, when that ti cos, will Mom grow old, but that’s very far away."
"Does everyone have to grow old?" Yu Xi asked innocently.
"Yes."
Zhao Yingjun replied:
"It’s a natural law, not just humans, but trees, mountains, rivers, Earth, the sun, and even the universe will all grow old eventually."
At this mont, Yu Xi thought of the cleaning robot in her backpack, having for the first ti a visual understanding of "growing old."
She took off her backpack and took out the cleaning robot VV from it.
The white plastic had turned completely yellow, and a few pieces had fallen off, revealing the dust-covered circuit board inside.
In fact, this cleaning robot was also very old.
It had many malfunctions and had been repaired many tis, but old is old, and repairs couldn’t fix it; instead, the more it was repaired, the more faults it had.
Especially since it’s a generic brand cleaning robot, suitable parts are hardly available on the market, so the best way is not to touch it; the more it’s touched, the faster it breaks.
Now this elderly cleaning robot, like an elderly Poranian, can no longer move normally or work or do chores.
Zhao Yingjun once told Yu Xi that this cleaning robot was the fastest she had ever seen; as soon as a paper ball was thrown, it would dart over like a rabbit, swift as lightning.
But now...
Even if Yu Xi placed a small paper ball right in front of it.
Its worn-out brushes stuttered, unable to sweep, its unbalanced wheels spun around in place, and its speaker, full of static and noise, couldn’t convey anything intelligibly.
In short.
Even if the cleaning robot VV exerted all its strength, it couldn’t pick up the paper ball that was so close by.
Yu Xi held the cleaning robot tightly in her arms.
Held it close to her chest.
Squatting in front of the Poranian’s grave mound, turning into a small shadow:
"[This is the only VV I have left...]
Her voice was so soft.
It seed even the wind couldn’t hear it.
After a long while.
Yu Xi stood up again, holding the cleaning robot in one hand, and grabbing her mother’s hand with the other, walking from the fallen leaves to the shady path, then onto the red brick road, arriving at the cent-paved parking lot, and got into the car to leave.
Whoosh...
A breeze of spring blew past.
The hustle and bustle of the world didn’t co with the wind, only city trash did.
A yellow garbage bag floated like a ghost, directly hanging on the Poranian VV’s grave mound, covering it.
The garbage bag was dirty.
There were muddy drippings and so brown spots, like food remnants that had gone bad and moldy.
If the fluffy white Poranian like a dandelion were still alive, it would surely be very angry, right?
It prided itself on being the most beautiful and cutest dandelion in the world, yet now it was covered with such a dirty, ugly garbage bag, it might as well be truly dead.
Well, even though it was already dead.
But still died with regrets.
Whoosh————
Suddenly.
In this silent spring afternoon, a completely unusual strong wind blew.
The strong wind appeared from afar, sweeping away the fallen leaves like a cleaner, tidying up the surroundings entirely.
Garbage bags, paper scraps, little plastic pieces...
All the trash blew away in the strong wind.
And as the wind slowly weakened, masses of flying dandelions from the nearby park spun around, "snowflakes" circled the grave mound, like angels singing, like fairies dancing.
A large number of dandelion seeds fell.
By next spring.
This place... will be a sea of dandelions.
...
"Where is your dad?"
In the community square, a little girl on a swing looked at Yu Xi:
"Why have I never seen your dad?"
"I haven’t seen him either."
Yu Xi swung on the other swing beside her.
She was strong, could jump farther than others, run faster than others, and swing higher than others.
"Where did your dad go?"
As the swings crossed, the pure heart of the child asked directly, speaking without any hidden thoughts.
"I don’t know either."
Yu Xi shook her head, swinging forward:
"Mom said, my dad went to do sothing very important, very great, but I don’t know what it is either."
"Oh."
The little girl next to her suddenly realized:
"Isn’t that... dead, then?"
"I guess so."
Yu Xi said casually:
"My mom still treats like a child, deceives like this. But she always works very hard and gets very tired, and I don’t want to worry her more, so I’ve never asked about dad."
"Generally, such excuses are used to fool children, aren’t they? In TV dramas, it’s always portrayed like this, with busy work in faraway places... They’re basically dead."
"But it’s okay, I still have grandma and grandpa, and the other grandma and grandpa, they treat very well, I’m not short of people around to keep company."
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