very close to the clouds

Chapter 100 1 train ticket

Jiang Zhongyu went to see Ye Jing for the last time.

The indifferent face that was often expressionless is now extremely calm, and there is no other emotion on the pale face.

Shen Yanbai held Jiang Zhongyu's hand tightly, and said in a low voice, "Cangla said that the hospital is urging us to deal with it."

Jiang Zhongyu took a step forward.

Shen Yanbai saw that his shoulders shrugged unconsciously when he spoke, as if he was deliberately suppressing something, so he also took a step forward.

"I want..." Jiang Zhongyu said slowly, "stay alone with her for a while."

"Okay." Shen Yanbai responded, "Then I'll wait for you outside."

In the corridor of the hospital, Cang La and Jiang Zhongyu's buddies were leaning against the whitish wall. Seeing Shen Yanbai coming out, Cang La walked over first: "Bai Bai, brother Yu, are you okay? I just saw that his face didn't look very good. ..."

"Don't worry." Although he was worried about Jiang Zhongyu in his heart, Shen Yanbai couldn't show it, so he forced a smile and said, "He will take care of it."

"Well, we've already found the car and so on," Cang La said, "We'll see when we take him away."

"Pull people away" - what an ironic word.

The furnace of the crematorium is roasting for a long time, and a living person is pushed in, but there is only a handful of loess left when it comes out. No matter how much love, hate, scenery, glory, pain, and regret, it is all gone. nothingness.

Shen Yanbai closed his eyes, staring at that door, nervousness and fear almost overwhelmed him.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhongyu finally came out.

Shen Yanbai ran up quickly and hugged him tightly.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Zhongyu seemed to be doing everything as usual, and even rubbed his waist and softly comforted him, "Are you scared?"

"Well," Shen Yanbai admitted generously with a suppressed voice, "I'm very worried about you, Jiang Zhongyu."

"Don't worry." Jiang Zhongyu sighed, and his voice sounded a little ethereal, "No matter what, you are still with me."

Shen Yanbai nodded: "Well, I'll be with you."

Ye Jing's body was pushed into the cremation room.

Shen Yanbai squatted on the ground, saw the chimney suddenly emitting smoke, and remembered what Ye Jing had said to him once when he took the initiative to chat with Ye Jing.

Of course, it is impossible for Ye Jing not to love Jiang Zhongyu, she is his mother.

But her more love was given to Jiang Jing who had already been reincarnated, and she was still waiting in the same place after going around all her life.

Jiang Zhongyu stood there, leaning against a big tree, looking up at the misty smoke rising and finally dissipating in the air. Shen Yanbai clasped his fingers tightly with him, and gently squeezed his palm.

"You said..." Jiang Zhongyu asked him, "When she swallowed the sleeping pills, did she have a thought that she was finally relieved."

Shen Yanbai was taken aback for a moment.

"I have dragged her down for so many years. She lives in this world, and there is no single day of happiness." Jiang Zhongyu retracted his gaze, looking at an unknown point in front of him, as if in a daze, but also as if he was recalling , "If it wasn't for me, she might have chosen to die in love a long time ago."

Jiang Zhongyu's emotions were suppressed to the extreme.His expression seemed a bit out of place, he was neither bitter nor troublesome, but it just made people feel that he was very uncomfortable at the moment.

Shen Yanbai was also very uncomfortable.

"Jiang Zhongyu..." Shen Yanbai turned around and hugged him tightly, "Don't think so."

"I'm fine, I just feel a little regretful," Jiang Zhongyu let out a long breath, "It's a pity that my father didn't live longer, and I regret that the father's love and mother's love I can feel, from the moment my father passed away, It's over."

"Actually... Auntie loves you very much." Shen Yanbai said, "Look at the recent period, she has started to try to go out, and she has talked with us more, and even started to accept my existence, if it wasn't for loving you , how would he try to accept someone his son likes, a man?"

As Shen Yanbai talked, he wanted to find an example to prove it, but he also felt powerless.

During this time, everything Ye Jing did seemed to be preparing for suicide.

Maybe she also felt guilty, so she tried her best to leave Jiang Zhongyu with the last weak memory.It looks beautiful, but it is actually blindly arsenic.

Perhaps she was trying to make herself feel better, so she didn't think about Jiang Zhongyu at all.

"Maybe." Jiang Zhongyu withdrew his gaze, turned his head and smiled at Shen Yanbai, and said, "I have already accepted these facts, so you don't have to try your best to comfort me, I'm fine."

Shen Yanbai's voice was muffled in Jiang Zhongyu's neck, and he said very slowly and deeply: "How can you be fine."

Jiang Zhongyu's body froze slightly, and he hugged Shen Yanbai instead.

"Cry if you want," Shen Yanbai said, "I'll pretend I didn't see it, but I'll give you my shoulders to lean on."

But Jiang Zhongyu still didn't cry.

Shen Yanbai thought that he must be numb, just like himself.

At the beginning, when I thought about that incident, I felt sad, but after a long time, it became a scar, and it was still there. Although it didn't heal, it didn't hurt so easily.

Ye Jing's cemetery was bought next to Jiang Jing's. After several years, they were finally together again.

Sending out old photos and brand new photos, Jiang Zhongyu stood looking over from a distance, sighed and said: "I don't know if she will blame me for dragging her down for so many years, and when I go down to meet her, she will already be old and pale .”

This time Shen Yanbai just hugged him and did not make a sound of comfort.

After the funeral, everything was calm, and looking at the small courtyard again, it was hard to avoid feeling uncomfortable.

Although Jiang Zhongyu was in prison before and didn't live here, he always knew that there was a house waiting for him to go back. Now that he is gone, the house has no meaning.

"Tomorrow, I will report to be a volunteer," Jiang Zhongyu patted Shen Yanbai's head, "Are you sure you want to go with me?"

"Yes." Shen Yanbai said, "Jiang Zhongyu, can we still travel together?"

"Of course." Jiang Zhongyu answered him affirmatively, "I will be with you when this task is completed, anyway, I have free time."

"it is good."

Jiang Zhongyu pushed Ye Jing's room away. The windows were open in the room these days, so the damp and decaying smell was much lessened.

The quilt was still spread out, everything looked like Ye Jing was still alive.

Shen Yanbai went forward to fold the quilt, glanced at the diary at the corner of the bed, and said involuntarily, "Auntie seems to be writing a diary every day."

"It's not every day." Jiang Zhongyu picked up the diary and said, "I peeked at her diary before. The first ones were all love letters between him and my father, and the latter were all about her. What do you do every day, write it to my father."

As Jiang Zhongyu said, he opened the diary, and a piece of paper fluttered, suddenly fell out of the book, and landed lightly on the bed.

Jiang Zhongyu picked it up, glanced at it casually, but suddenly stopped.

It was a train ticket.

A train ticket to Xi'an.

The time shows nine years ago, Jiang Zhongyu's second year in prison.When he was tired of fighting against all kinds of injustice and oppression in the prison, Ye Jing also struggled to see her in Hoh Xil, which was thousands of miles away.

Jiang Zhongyu didn't know why she didn't come in the end, but it turned out that she had also tried to walk out of this square inch of the world for her son, to a place she had never been to.

It turned out that she loved him, even though the love was only a little bit, but she loved him.Such a firm thought suddenly flashed through Jiang Zhongyu's mind.

That afternoon, the sunset glow outside the window burned through half the sky, and the Huoshaoyun reflected orange-red shadows on the window lattice. Jiang Zhongyu sat in the corner, clutching the train ticket tightly, and finally kneaded all his emotions together, crying uncontrollably .

Shen Yanbai lent him his shoulder to lean on, as he promised.