For the deceased, no matter how old life is decades old, there is nothing special, and when they embark on that road, what they want to recall is only every happy moment in their lives.

The breath was still there, and the old man stretched out his hand into the void air, as if someone was holding her.

The light gradually gathered in the dull eyes, and the chapped lips curled.

At the last moment when her consciousness dissipated, a tear slipped from her slowly closed eyes, and her hands fell heavily.

There was the sound of hurried footsteps outside the hallway, and Si Wei immediately looked over.

Song Ju'an rushed in in a combat uniform, and the scene in front of him made him stop at the door.

He froze and stared blankly at the hospital bed, as if it had taken a long time to realize that this was the truth.

After a long time, he finally took a step.

His feet were as heavy as lead, and his eyes were straight.

When he came to the old man's bed, he stood blankly for a while, slowly knelt down, and stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on his sideburns.

"Okay, it's okay to go......" his throat rolled, and his jaw couldn't stop trembling, "Be kind to yourself in the next life, don't torture yourself, and don't torture others......"

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The old man's funeral was not carried out in a big way, and according to the words she left earlier, Song Ju'an sent the body to the crematorium.

Seven days later, Song Ju'an took the urn and stepped on the train to the mountain city.

This is the obsession of the old man all his life - to sleep together in life, and to die in the same cave.

Shencheng is located in the south, and in previous years, even in autumn and winter, the temperature would not be too low, but this year, there are always one or two days a week when the wind blows all day.

In the evening, Si Wei climbed into bed early after eating, and worked overtime in the first two days to consume his vitality, and fell asleep on the pillow tonight.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, the mobile phone on the bedside table vibrated for a while, and the mobile phone screen lit up and dimmed, showing a missed call on the screen, and the screen went black ten seconds later.

The caller, Song Ju'an.

Small lodge in the mountain town.

This is the ninth day of Song Ju'an's insomnia, in the dark, his face is even paler by the mobile phone screen, looking at the time prompt in the upper right corner, he put the mobile phone aside, and turned his eyes to see the two boxes.

He made up his mind, and opened the one above, and inside was a stack of unsealed letters, which were faded and yellowed, and had been some years.

Song Ju'an borrowed a flashlight to read three letters, and the person who wrote the letter was to send it to her husband who was far away.

The tone ranged from shyness to concern, and if he hadn't seen the sender's name, he would definitely feel numb.

The lid of the second box was opened, and Song Ju'an was stunned.

He was fully prepared to take out the contents of the contents, which were a few folded certificates and a patchwork family photo.

The award certificate was obtained in junior high school, and then there was an accident in the family, and these are gone.

In the photo, the parents are standing in the back row and leaning on each other, the grandmother is sitting on the wooden stool, showing a little smile, and he is still a young child, sitting on the old man's lap.

Song Ju'an lowered his head, and in the dark space, the light in his eyes was full.

The uncertainty of life lies in the fact that it will give you beauty, and it will quietly take away compassion and mercy, leaving those earth-shaking for you to struggle and struggle.

The next day, Si Wei slept until nine o'clock in the morning, turned on his mobile phone and saw that he missed the call and called back, but no one answered on the other end.

I had to go to the company on Saturday afternoon, so I didn't have time to think about it.

Due to the lack of rest, she fell asleep in the subway without paying attention, and when she arrived at the station, her head shook to the side.

Si Wei regained consciousness and looked around, but fortunately there was no one around.

When the subway drove to the next station, she closed her eyes and couldn't help but think of the time she sat on the subway with Song Ju'an.

Sure enough, if you have been lonely for a long time, even if you feel relied on once, you will be addicted.

So far, although Song Ju'an has given her a good impression, if she really wants to go further, Si Wei still has some concerns.

As it was said then, she was rational enough to consider all possible consequences, including death.

……

In order to catch up with the schedule, change the manuscript and cut out the audio, it was already evening when the boss approved it.

Zhou Chen proposed to invite everyone to dinner, and several colleagues had no opinion.

"What about you?"

Si Wei was getting up to turn off the computer when she heard Zhou Chen ask her.

She thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

After all, I have been in the company for two months, and I have refused to have dinner parties a few times during this period, but it is not always good.

Zhou Chen and another colleague have cars, which are just enough to carry the seven or eight people who are working overtime.

Si Wei came down slowly, and the car drove away first according to the navigation, leaving three girls waiting for Zhou Chen to drive over on the side of the road.

When Zhou Chen got out of the car, he opened the back door very gentlemanly, and the three of them sat in together.

In the end, Siwei sat in the passenger seat.

On the way, everyone talked and laughed, but Siwei never participated, his thumb kept rubbing the mobile phone screen, and his mind was elsewhere.

After a long time, the mobile phone screen lit up and vibrated immediately, and the caller ID was Song Ju'an.

Everyone stopped talking at this time, the car was very quiet, she was a little embarrassed, but she still refused to answer, and immediately sent a text message as a comfort.

Song Ju'an walked out of the train station and looked at the text message of "It's not very convenient, talk at night", sour and depressed.

He casually stopped the car on the side of the road, and when the driver asked where to go, he gave the name of a hotel.

In the morning, Luo Qingqiang learned that he was back, so he arranged a meeting tonight, and it was said that he was talking to a few leaders and pulling him to accompany him.

Zhou Chen booked a stylish private room, and when the group came in, there were already a few small dishes on the round table.

The efficiency of this house is very fast, and it doesn't take long for the food to be served.

Zhou Chen opened two bottles of red wine, and his colleagues ridiculed him if he had won the jackpot, he didn't eat so generously before.

The decanter was passed around, and everyone poured a little into the glass.

When it was Swei's turn, she hesitated, and fell no more than the bottom of the goblet.

The process of eating was quite harmonious, but the wine in the cup was not touched.

Halfway through the meal, a sharp-eyed colleague interjected: "Siwei, why haven't you drunk this wine all the time, or let's meet one!"

Her behavior immediately made everyone look this way.

Si Wei didn't know how to react for a while, but Zhou Chen came around from the other side faster than her, an arm stretched out from behind, and the wine glass was picked up:

"Si Wei is from the editorial department, I don't allow you to embarrass my people here, I'll take this cup for her. ”

When the words fell, they were all laughter.

Si Wei immediately stood up, reflexively took back the wine glass from his hand, and chuckled at Zhou Chen and the colleague:

"I don't drink well, since it's the first time I've had dinner with everyone, I'll drink this cup. ”

After speaking, she raised her head and drank it all.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Chen returned to his seat with a smile and silently put meat in the bowl.

Swei was poured two more cups, and as she sat down, she frowned, feeling confused.

After three rounds of drinking, the meal was almost over, Si Wei couldn't bear the vomiting sensation churning in his stomach, covered his mouth and ran to the bathroom, and vomited clean as soon as he entered the cubicle.

It's embarrassing, it's embarrassing!

Si Wei rinsed his mouth at the sink and walked out slowly.

Originally, she was going back to the private room, but after walking a few steps, she saw a "white shirt" standing in front, it was Zhou Chen.

Si Wei walked over and asked, "Editor-in-chief, why did you come out?"

"They're catching the subway back, and I'm here to bring you clothes. I saw that he had a trench coat on his arm.

"Thank you. Swaye reached for it, but he dodged it.

Zhou Chen helped his glasses: "I still want to talk to you about work." He naturally changed the subject: "Is there a lot of pressure at work during this time?"

Swei looked at him suspiciously.

"I just want to know if you and Xiao Yin's work needs to be reassigned. ”

Siwei was silent for a moment: "I'm fine." ”

The corridor will be somewhat cold, after speaking, Si Wei avoided his gaze and shivered sideways.

Zhou Chen continued to arrange things, and shook off his gown in his hand.

Si Wei listened to him with a cold cold, and suddenly his eyes flickered, and a rather familiar figure flashed through the opposite passage, and the man glanced at him before disappearing.

Far away, the eye contact occurred in an instant, so fast that Si Wei couldn't determine the guess, and the first reaction at the moment was to catch up.

In place, Zhou Chen maintained the action of draping clothes for her, but it was in vain.

……

Behind the hotel wall, Song Ju'an put a cigarette in his mouth, took out a lighter, held the side of his face with one hand, and pressed it with a "snap", but he didn't ignite it, and pressed it twice, only to find that there was no oil inside.

He didn't bother to take the cigarette down again, leaning against the wall, his eyes glazed.

The words of the first moon near the water are good, their relationship is not very deep, but he was confused by that time in the hospital.

Sympathy and comfort are far from love, and the way Si Wei looks at him is no different from looking at others.

Frustration rose in his heart, Song Ju'an walked away, bypassed the corner, and bumped into Si Weizheng standing there motionless, as if waiting for a rabbit.

Song Ju'an took down his cigarette and looked impatient: "Don't you talk to that man inside?"

"That's it. Si Wei stared at him expressionlessly: "When did you come back?"

Song Ju'an deliberately replied to her: "I'll call you at night." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm ......"

"No need to explain. Song Ju'an had no emotion since just now, and he was completely cold at this time: "I'm also here to do business, let's go in coldly outside, people are still waiting for you." ”

After that, Song Ju'an walked directly past her, Si Wei opened his mouth, and his hand made a faster movement to accurately hold his wrist.

"Anything else?" he didn't even look at her.

Si Wei couldn't figure out what he meant, he only knew that his mood was not right, and he couldn't think of what to do to break this situation where there was nothing to say, and even the longer it was, the more nervous he became.

She cared about his joy and anger, even if she was ignorant and dull, she could keenly perceive his aberration at the moment.

"If you don't have anything to say, forget it. Song Ju'an turned his wrist and pulled his hand.

"Are you angry?" Siwei looked back at him, his eyebrows furrowed, "Because of me?"

Being poked in the center, Song Ju'an turned his head suddenly, his eyes were like burning flames: "They say that you are delicate and intelligent, but why can't you use it on time?"

Si Wei licked her lips, "I texted you." ”

"......" really can't be said to the point, no matter what, Song Ju'an closed his eyes and suppressed his emotions, trying not to scare her.

Si Wei was energetic, and analyzed it seriously: "The first call was made by you in the middle of the night, and I called you back as soon as I woke up the next day, but you didn't answer, and when you called me again in the evening, I was in Zhou Chen's car, next to..."

Before she finished speaking, her whole body was pressed against the wall by the shoulder, and he controlled the strength so that he didn't hit her.

Without waiting for her to react, Song Ju'an quickly pressed forward, braced his arms on the wall beside her shoulders, and gasped uncontrollably in front of her.

Si Wei raised his eyes, the tip of his nose was filled with the smell of alcohol, and in the narrow, dim corner, his presence took over.

The man lowered his head, his eyes locked on her without blinking, and the lines of his side face seemed to be colder and harder than usual.

Si Wei was scared in hindsight, she pursed her lips, plucked up the courage to look back at him, her eyes shining.

The wind blew through the treetops, and the leaves brushed down, occasionally drifting at their feet.

The original unhappiness was quietly replaced by the feeling of pity in front of me, and the tension changed.

And...... Such a height difference is very suitable for kissing.

With this signal coming into his mind, Song Ju'an's face softened, his body sank inch by inch, and his gaze slid to the corner of her lips.

He thought......

"Yawn!" Si Wei shuddered and couldn't help but sneeze.

Song Ju'an was petrified in the cold wind, frowning and raising his head for a long time, squinting slightly to show dissatisfaction.

Si Wei hugged his shoulders, stared at his dark eyes, and said seriously: "It's too cold." ”

From the expression to the tone, there is no sense of guilt.

Song Ju'an was completely speechless under her admittedly gaze.

Seeing that his face was even more stinky, Si Wei had no choice but to look away, she was still thinking about how to end the topic, her head was suddenly smashed, her stiff face felt the temperature, and a men's coat was covered on top of her head.

Si Wei raised his hand to grab his clothes, and before his head was exposed, a cold "gone" came to his eardrums.

It's really too big a dress, so Si Wei grabbed it in a hurry.

The coat was draped over her body, as if surrounded by his breath, and looking at the door of the crowded hotel, Si Wei realized that she had really provoked someone.

Song Ju'an has just lost her relatives, and she is already in a bad mood, she really shouldn't snub him, she should follow him.