Chapter 343 She never let him go until she died.
August 2016, for Mr. Ji, it was a dark month.
What comes after the matter is settled is not the joy of getting the truth, but a self-consistent journey in the separation of life and death.
He broke and closed
Repeat this several times until he buried the old man and the old lady in peace.
He didn't want to care, but all his emotions turned into a sentence "After all, it's his biological mother."
She brought him here.
He sent her away.
The two play the role of ushering in each other's lives.
Like a boatman on a boat, he has a mission to send people back on his way home.
He is not a good person, but he is not born not a good person.
His ruthlessness, indifference and ruthlessness were all learned from his hardships in his growth and life.
A person who is even a luxury to live cannot be a good person.
How many people can see the mountain after experiencing thousands of sails?
How many people saw that the water was water?
What is taken away forever is not only his rising age.
There is also the broken and difficult-to-close shadow of childhood.
He once heard the old lady say that on the day he was born, it was raining heavily. She went out to discuss business and happened to have broken amniotic fluid. The road was slippery and difficult to walk. He was almost born in the car.
The past is just a few words, and it has formed a closed loop today more than 30 years later.
When the old lady's ashes entered the cemetery, it was raining heavily. The sky was like a hole breaking, and it kept pouring water down.
Slapping the pine and cypress in the cemetery made them bend over and make them tremble.
But I can't speak.
He stood in the cemetery with a black umbrella, his eyes as empty as a soulless walking corpse.
No one knows what he was thinking at this moment.
But everyone knows that his discomfort is hard to describe in words.
A child who was thrown out of the house in his teenage years has proved his growth for himself.
But after 20 years of self-provement, I have never obtained a correct and straightforward result.
Ji Mingzong's hand holding the umbrella, his fingertips turned white and trembled faintly.
He looked at the young photos on the tombstone.
The mist climbed up to the eye sockets.
A self-deprecating, helpless, sarcastic sneer mixed with the heavy rain.
He said: "I have failed so much in my life, and I can't wait for apologies for twenty years."
He just wanted her to admit her mistakes.
I don't want her to die.
But the cruelest thing in this world is that the person who hurts you dies, but your wound has not healed.
He worked hard for twenty years, just wanted an apology.
What's the difficulty?
It's too difficult! ! !
In the rain, the man turned around slightly and looked down the steps, and couldn't bear to look back.
That glance seemed to have been wronged for thousands of years.
When closed, the pain and endurance struggle turned into tears and continued.
The rain curtain passed by, and his body swayed left and right
I was almost unable to stand firm.
The dead people die, but the living people have to repeatedly persuade themselves to let go of their hatred during the years of survival.
How can this not be another poison?
The death of the old lady of Ji's family was like a rain in his heart. All of this rain fell into his heart, making him dark and damp.
It will not pose any threat to his life, but whenever the day changes, I always think of this moisture. She never let him go until she died.
Late August.
The situation has improved slightly in the quad.
But his emotions are unstable.
A man who is determined to die, but even death is a luxury for a person whose limbs are broken.
The number of times Ji Lan travels to and from the hospital is gradually decreasing.
No one wants people to see her disabled scene. Her frequent appearance will only stimulate Ji Xian's mood to worsen.
This is a good thing for Ji Mingzong.
At least, he can see people at home.
But it is also a bad thing.
She is at home, but her mood is outside.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
Whenever the little guy talks to her happily, she rarely responds in time, and even if it responds, she is perfunctory.
Ji Lan is now obsessed with studying medicine.
Late one night, when he got up, he saw the faint lights in the study. When he approached, he found that a liberal arts student staring at the computer and looking at foreign medical documents.
The most painful thing is that he cannot have any complaints.
While endure and digest your emotions, you must also comfort your parents, elders and children.
He was worried and afraid that Ji Lan would blame him for the matter. He was determined to guide her Ji Xian's suspicion, but he never thought that there was someone else behind him.
People who have not been addicted to smoking for a long time have been stained with the smell of smoke.
The couple's situation was in an embarrassing situation.
Even others can't see it.
At noon that day, Ji Lan was about to leave the company and go to the hospital early.
Seeing this, Xu Ying held her arm and took her into the office, and advised her with great sincerity: "You can't do this."
"It's understandable that you have to take care of Ji Xian, but you still have family members. There is Xixi." "I know," she replied in a calm tone. Xu Ying suspected that her worries were redundant.
"You know, but did you do it? Ji Mingzong is drunk every night. Have you ever cared about him? Ji Lan" Xu Ying sighed deeply: "Look forward! Ji Xian, you Just benevolence and righteousness are enough."
"What is benevolence and righteousness are enough?"
"What is the ultimate righteousness?"
"If it weren't at the beginning," she knew something in her heart, but she could not say: "Shu Jie wouldn't have the chance to come to him at all, he just wanted to take him with her. Deng Yi left, but I didn't even help him with this. "Xu Ying, tell me that benevolence and righteousness are the best? I really have such a holy heart, and I will not be besieged for so many years."
Ji Lan shook her hand away and wanted to leave, but Xu Ying followed him unyieldingly: "You are all in Ji Xian, where is Mr. Ji? Where is Xixi? Your parents are still in Beijing and Hong Kong. , You don’t care about these people anymore? Ji Xian is your responsibility, and it may not be your responsibility for others in the family? "Ji Lan, I never felt that Ji Xian was not worthy. I just hope you don’t immerse yourself in In the past, Dong Ji was also pitiful. Yu Yu had been alone for twenty years, and had been traveling back to China from Los Angeles to Nanyang. He had been doing his best to apologize for twenty years, but he had not waited for an apology until the old lady died. ”
"He may not be uncomfortable, it may not be painful. You cannot throw all the family responsibilities on his shoulders just because he is older than you."
"Parents are your parents, and their children are also your children."
"Parents are your parents, and their children are also your children." .”
Perhaps Xu Ying's preaching had the effect.
On the afternoon of that day, she went to pick up the little guy from school for the first time.
When the little guy saw him, he rushed into her arms like a butterfly.
Looking at her with her neck raised, she asked carefully: "Mom, is it the uncle who treats you very well recovered?"
"Why do you ask that?" Ji Lan held his hand tightly and tightened slightly. . "Dad said it! My uncle, who is very nice to you, is sick, you are very sad," the little guy blinked his eyes and looked at her like a cat.
Deep in Ji Lan's heart, it seemed that a hand was rubbing her ruthlessly.