Two days after the annual meeting, the company took a long vacation.

Three more days off were given than statutory holidays.

You don't need to be on the 10th day of the Lunar New Year.

Jiang Zhi simply packed his luggage and bought a ticket back to Nancheng in advance.

During the Spring Festival holiday, air tickets are more difficult to buy than usual, and prices fluctuate.

Before departure, Jiang Zhi went to the hospital, and every weekend she would see her mother in the ward, hold her hand and talk to her, even if she still didn't react at all.

If she wants to give up, she can't do it.

Always so selfish holding on to a glimmer of life.

Jiang Zhi went to see a doctor.

The doctor was already very tactful, "There is hope, but not much." ”

If you want to wake up from the vegetative state, it's all up to God.

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Or whether the patient has enough desire to survive, but since she chose to jump from the balcony decisively, she has long lost the will to survive.

Jiang Zhi could bear it, her face was a little pale, "It's okay, I'm sure my mother will wake up." ”

Mom must be reluctant to leave her.

I haven't seen the retribution of Jiangbei Mountain.

Why are you willing to sleep forever?

Jiang Zhi always fantasized that when her mother woke up and everything was over, she would take her mother back to the small town in Nancheng and live a good life.

The doctor felt sorry for her, but he didn't say anything superfluous.

She may not be listening, "We will also do our best to heal, hoping to see miracles." ”

"Mom, do you remember Shen Luyan? ”

"He's my husband and the one I like. ”

"But we should get divorced in a short time. ”

"Whether it's divorced or not, he's always disliked me, and I'm really sad. ”

Jiang Zhi and his mother chatted so much, but they didn't seem to be so sad: "Mom, I'm going to see my grandparents and grandparents, I want to accompany them during the Chinese New Year this year, and I'll come back after the New Year." ”

Since her mother's accident, Jiang Zhi has become very dislike for the New Year.

In the lights of thousands of homes, there is no one that belongs to her.

Fireworks in the prosperous era, only loneliness remains.

Every year, she was always alone.

The Jiang family didn't welcome her, and the Fu family was long gone.

My uncle is still serving a prison sentence, and my mother is in the hospital.

When will it get better? Jiang Zhi didn't know, but she thought there would be a day.

Jiang Zhi left the hospital and took a taxi directly to the airport, but there was a traffic jam on the road, especially the viaduct was blocked, but fortunately it was still early to take off from the flight she was taking.

She is not in a hurry, and the road conditions are much better through the traffic jam.

Jiang Zhi likes to allow enough time to check in, and due to bad weather, the flight was delayed for nearly an hour.

Jiang Zhi waited patiently in the waiting hall, looking at the planes rising and falling outside the window, and a loneliness that could not be expressed in words. She retracted her gaze, turned on her mobile phone, hesitated, and still chose to send a text message to Shen Luyan: [Mr. Shen, I'm back in Nancheng, you can call me if you have something important. 】

After posting this, she stared at the dialog box for a moment.

After a while, she gently pressed a few words on the keyboard of her mobile phone: [In addition, I wish you a happy Spring Festival. 】

She quit WeChat after posting.

As if knowing that there would be no response from him.

Or maybe you have to wait a long time to hear back from him.

Before Jiang Zhi went out today, the ghost sent a god to put on a wedding ring, a simple platinum ring, no diamonds, no lettering, and it looked ordinary.

If you don't know it, you will only see it as an ornament.

Jiang Zhi raised his hand and stared at the wedding ring on his thumb for a long time.

She had only seen Shen Luyan wear a wedding ring once, and that was the first time he took her back to the Shen family's old house for dinner.

His fingers are particularly beautiful, thin and fair, and his joints are distinct, soft and powerful.

The green tendons are hidden in the thin skin base, and the blood vessels appear from time to time.

The long fingers are white and thin, and when he wears a ring, he has a sense of abstinence.

But since that day, Jiang Zhi hasn't seen him wear it, the ring was put away by him, and thrown in the corner of the drawer, rotten and gray, probably never taken out again in this life.

Because it's useless.

Just like her person, she is of limited use to him.

*

At ten o'clock in the evening, Jiang Zhi got on the plane, and after a flight of more than two hours, she slept in a daze, and woke up with a little pain in the back of her head.

It was past the wee hours of the morning when the plane landed, and the airport was still full of people.

Most of them are travelers who are in a hurry to go home for the New Year.

Jiang Zhi opened his mobile phone, and several unread messages popped up on WeChat.

The contact at the top replied with a few short words:

Be careful on the road. 】

[Happy Chinese New Year. 】

Jiang Zhi's fingers gently caressed the screen, and his fingertips reluctantly touched these words.

Glancing at the time, he didn't come back until two hours apart.

He always seems to be busy.

Jiang Zhi actually hated the feeling of waiting for him to reply to the message, as if she was also on the humble side.

But the person who was tempted first was the loser.

Jiang Zhi rarely sends him these things, for fear of leaking the slightest bit of liking him.

Jiang Zhi took a taxi from the airport back to the alley where she used to live, and it was very late, and she was not sleepy.

At one o'clock in the morning, she saw Shen Luyan update a circle of friends.

A very simple picture.

Graduation photos of him and Jiang Suining from high school.

Of course, there are more than just him and Jiang Suining in the photo.

Even though it was a class photo, the most eye-catching thing was the two people standing in the middle.

The young man put his hands in his pockets, his eyebrows and eyes were unruly, but his smile in front of the camera was still bright, and the girl next to him gently leaned on his shoulder, and he grabbed his hand and compared scissor hands to the camera.

Jiang Zhi looked at this photo and couldn't say anything.

Shen Luyan has barely updated the circle of friends, let alone be bored enough to post photos of the past, and soon she got the answer, and he explained in the comment area in a nutshell: [I lost the game. 】

Jiang Zhi knew that their group of people had a good relationship.

Tonight, we should have had dinner together.

Jiang Zhi and Shen Luyan also played games, and the bets were often money, but she never won against him.

He never lost.

Some defeats were made by his willingness.

Jiang Zhi gave him a thumbs up, and after a few seconds, he regretted it a little and silently canceled the like.

She thought that Shen Luyan would not see it, but she was just about to turn off her mobile phone and go to sleep, when a message came from there: [Have you arrived?]

Jiang Zhi endured the suffocation of his heart and replied to him: [Hmm. 】

Shen Luyan said: [Go to bed early. 】

Jiang Zhi may have insomnia again tonight, she said: [You too. 】

[Mr. Shen, good night. 】

Shen Luyan didn't reply to her.

At the end of each conversation, she ends.