March 2, Wuxi, light rain.

A Mercedes-Benz G-Class AMG stopped at the entrance of the cemetery, and with a bang, the skeleton of the umbrella was bounced open, and the tiny raindrops hit the umbrella with a small crackling sound.

The black leather shoes stepped on the ground, the steel chain watch flashed with a silver luster that was not dazzling even in gloomy weather, and the black shirt and black suit were worn on Lu Ze, which set off Lu Ze's already tall figure more burly and straight, except for the white flowers worn on his chest.

He took out a cigarette from his bosom and lit one, the pale blue smoke drifted into the air, and he looked back to see a small convoy of more than a dozen vehicles.

The crying has never stopped from this moment, since he saw Jiang Wenshu's parents three days ago, Lu Ze saw with his own eyes that the old couple's hair was already half white, and now it is all white.

Very few relatives are present today, friends...... It seems that there is only one Lu Ze, which is not unexpected by Lu Ze, if it is really crowded, it is strange.

"Xiao Lu ....... Thank you, I thank you for Wenshu. ”

Jiang Wenshu's mother was very excited, and pulled Lu Ze's hand to play the umbrella, tears fell on Lu Ze's wrist, which was a little warm, and then quickly cooled and cooled.

Jiang Wenshu didn't send money to his family after he came out, but on the contrary, he gave a large amount of savings to his family, but later when he compensated for the endorsement and the termination of the company's contract, he paid it back.

Perhaps, she was disheartened at that time, maybe she just wanted to make a break with the company as soon as possible, and she didn't want to have anything to do with these people anymore, so she gave as much money as people said, so that Lu Ze paid for her future shelter, a tomb of 366,000 in the best cemetery in Wuxi.

"Take care of your body, Auntie, Wen Shu has been worried about your and uncle's health before, don't let her worry, otherwise, she will not go. ”

"Okay, I'm not crying....... Don't cry. ”

They said they didn't cry, but how could they stop the tears of the old couple? Fortunately, the old couple were in good physical condition before, otherwise they would have fallen ill in the past few days.

Holding an umbrella for the two old men, Lu Ze looked at Mr. Feng Shui, and when he nodded, Lu Ze opened the rear car door, Jiang Wenshu's father reached out and picked up the box covered with a white cloth, it was hard to imagine that a woman who was dozens of pounds was so easily packed into a small box.

Wen Shu ....... Go west!

The only few relatives threw up the blank paper money and floated it in the air, Jiang's mother obeyed the command of her husband, shouted to take Jiang Wenshu home, and the group entered the cemetery, until they reached the top of this mountain, and arrived at the position they had chosen before.

Pushing the lid of the artificial marble open, Lu Ze squatted down, lit the paper money, threw it into the tomb, and when it was completely burned, he took the paper money and spread it underneath, Lu Ze carefully picked up Jiang Wenshu from Jiang Wenshu's father's hand, put it into the tomb, lifted the white cloth, and Jiang Wenshu in the photo smiled so brightly.

Get out of the way, Mr. put some "ingots", "gold mountain" and other funeral goods in place, muttering some ordinary people can't understand the words, and then let the family members see if the position is correct, and after everyone has finished reading, the master of the cemetery glue covered the marble cover, picked up the glue gun and filled the gaps with black glue.

The crying reached its peak at this time, Jiang's mother lay on the stele and cried bitterly, from this moment on, she could no longer see her daughter, and there was no Jiang Wenshu in the world anymore.

Lu Ze stuffed a piece of Chinese for the cemetery master, and after sending the master away, he stood behind the people, and did not have an umbrella, allowing the raindrops to hit his body, but the raindrops were also small, and his body was only a little damp.

"Xiao Lu, you can also go and burn some paper money with us. ”

"I'm not going to go, I'm ...... I want to talk to her. ”

The old couple didn't say anything else, just nodded, took a group of relatives down the mountain, and went to a special paper-burning place to burn some paper money for her.

At this moment, only Jiang Wenshu and Lu Ze were left here, except for the sound of rain, all the hustle and bustle came to an abrupt end, and it was completely quiet.

Lu Ze walked to the tombstone and squatted down, the monument was a black main body, with golden words engraved on it, "Beloved daughter, the tomb of Jiang's Wenshu", Lu Ze stared at the accompanying photo for a long time, reached out and wiped the photo with the back of his hand.

In the photo, she has black hair, quite long, and when she reaches her chest, she laughs with two shallow dimples, which is much quieter than her burgundy curls.

"Mr. Lu?"

Hearing someone call him, Lu Ze turned his head, but found Lin Yuezhu, who he hadn't seen for a while, holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums and standing on the left side with an umbrella.

"Dr. Lin, are you .......?"

Lin Yuezhu walked to the tomb, glanced at the tombstone, sighed, put the bouquet in front of the tombstone, tidied up the suit, and bowed lightly.

"Miss Jiang, she ....... She is also my patient, and I treated her a little earlier than you, and out of professional ethics, I cannot disclose to you anything about her condition without Miss Jiang's consent....... I'm so sorry. ”

Lu Ze was stunned for a moment, he was not a doctor Lu Ze, he didn't understand psychology, and Jiang Wenshu had been happy in front of him, so he really didn't see that Jiang Wenshu had any psychological problems.

Mental illness does not directly lead to death, but mental patients are people with a high probability of death, Lin Yuezhu is used to attending the funeral of his patient, but he still feels very sorry for Jiang Wenshu, a beautiful life of only twenty-seven years old, and glanced at Lu Ze, since Jiang Wenshu has passed away, it doesn't hurt to tell Lu Ze.

She suffers from severe depression, the cause comes from her fear of this matter, and endless work, she hates this life, but she still lives this life every day, and that thing is like a high-risk cordon, constantly putting pressure on her, in fact, Miss Jiang is a very strong woman, but people's bearing capacity is so high, it is impossible to carry things endlessly, and when the string in her brain is tense and broken, it is only natural for all this to happen, so Mr. Lu, you don't have to blame yourself too much. ”

"What do you think....... Is this comfort appropriate for this occasion?"

"What is depression, Mr. Lu, do you have a clear understanding? If your happiness value is ten, but you may not stabilize your happiness value at ten every day, because this or that kind of thing, your happiness value is only six or seven, which is very normal, but the happiness value of depressed patients is ....... It's zero, they can't feel happy, and listening to 10,000 jokes won't raise the happiness value to one, but Miss Jiang's profession is destined for her to force a smile even if she doesn't feel happy, and greet every trip with a smile, this kind of fake smile has been maintained for several years, do you think she won't be in pain?"

Lin Yuezhu turned around and looked down the mountain, this position is very high, and when it is sunny, it will not be blocked by other tombstones, and it is directly facing a river, Mr. said that this is a particularly good location, and after observing for a while, he turned around and looked at Lu Ze.

"This kind of pain is difficult for ordinary people to understand, so death may not be the end for Miss Jiang, but a relief, I comfort you so much now, Mr. Lu, just to be, the funeral I attend next time is not yours, you can be angry and dissatisfied with me, but I hope you, no, all my patients are not sick, there is no mental illness in the world, you can all live well, even if I am unemployed, I will leave first, pick a time, I will check your condition again, take care." ”

Lin Yuezhu took a step back, bowed to Jiang Wenshu again, then turned around and left, threw Lu Ze in place, and slowly walked down the mountain.

Walking all the way to the entrance of the cemetery, he looked back at the top of the mountain, took out his mobile phone, and made a call.

"Ms. Shen, I just met Mr. Lu, don't worry too much, Mr. Lu's mental state is quite stable, but further examination is needed, it is recommended to take Mr. Lu to my studio, well, goodbye." ”

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