"Shi Yi, just now, are you like this, you think of your sister?" Ling Wei's little face suddenly tensed after hearing this, and she looked at Zhou Shiyi nervously, her little hands kept rubbing Zhou Shiyi's head and hair everywhere.

"Stupid," Zhou Shiyi angrily and funny played Ling Wei's brain, and the sourness of her fuss disappeared without a trace.

"It's definitely a little bit, it's just how to solve this problem is the key. ”

"Zhou Shiyi, if you feel uncomfortable, just say it, and I will accompany you, do you know?" Ling Wei covered her head in pain, rolled her eyes, glared at him dissatisfiedly, and muttered in a low voice.

"By the way, Shi Yi, think about it, under what circumstances did you think of your sister?" Ling Wei suddenly had a flash of inspiration in her thoughts, grabbed Zhou Shiyi's collar excitedly, looked at him expectantly, and seduced him step by step.

"Think about it, everything is related, and his wife must have been stimulated by something now!

Naïve, sure enough, what the predecessors said was stupid for three years of pregnancy made sense, Zhou Shiyi was afraid that Ling Wei would be angry and didn't dare to say it openly, so he secretly slandered a few words in his heart, heard the mobile phone prompt, saw the content on the screen, put Ling Wei down, walked to the side and turned on the projector: "Don't talk, take a look at the information sent by the customer first." ”

"His wife's name is Shang Nan. ”

Shang Nan's family is rural, there are many people, there is little labor, a big family is all maintained by Shang Nan's parents, Shang Nan's mother is eight years older than his father, capable and neat, and he died when Shang Nan was just in high school.

That Shang Nan was not fully mature physically and mentally, and subconsciously regarded his father as his only support, but Shang Nan's father had always been a quiet person, and he didn't talk to Shang Nan much, and the father and daughter were a little estranged.

Later, the family worked hard, and his father brought a woman that Shang Nan didn't like home, and Shang Nan was dissatisfied in his heart, and he was also estranged from his father.

It wasn't until Shang Nan graduated from college that her father began to value her opinions, and the relationship between father and daughter began to ease. But after all, there was a gap before, and he habitually thought that his father was strong, neglected his father's illness, and privately resented his rebellion, and finally the two were still angry when their father died.

After dealing with the funeral, Shang Nan became very hard-working, and followed the route that her father wanted her to do before her death, until she was all done, and she wanted to give back something but couldn't find anything, and suddenly stopped, and suddenly lost her goal and motivation.

Shang Nan regretted the most that he couldn't get closer to his father when he was alive.

Shang Nan hadn't dreamed for a long time, and this time, she dreamed of that scene again.

Firecrackers crackled outside the gate, and she saw her kneeling straight on the cardboard at the door, kowtowing to those who came to mourn.

The candles in the mourning hall are silently dripping with candle tears, the people in the crystal coffin are sleeping deeply, the black and white statues are quietly looking around, the people in the courtyard are noisy, there are cries in the high talk, a coffin is placed in the courtyard, yellow paper is scattered everywhere on the ground, everyone has a white cloth wrapped around their heads, and the dog barks happily in the kitchen.

The person in the coffin was blurred, one would be his father, the other would be his mother.

Shang Nan was surprised to find that her hand could pass through the coffin, and she trembled and stretched out her hand to take her parents' hand, when she suddenly saw her father open his eyes and glared at her, his eyes full of disappointment.

"Daddy—don't! Listen to me!" Shang Nan screamed, sat up from the bed at once, gasping for air, tears streaming from his eyes. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, put on her shoes and stepped out of bed, finding that the sun was shining a little harshly.

"Nan Nan, are you awake, is there something uncomfortable?" Cheng Yang eagerly broke in after hearing Shang Nan's scream, and saw Shang Nan standing in the room safe and sound, so he breathed a sigh of relief and asked softly.

"Cheng Yang, you say-Dad will be happy to see my current achievements, right?" Shang Nan hesitated and bit his lip and turned to Cheng Yang, a pair of unfocused eyes on his dark yellow face were wide open, the eyeballs bulged outward, blood red covered the white places, and a thick shadow under the eyelids.

She cautiously tried not to answer, she muttered in a low voice for a long time, her brows furrowed, repeatedly, and hammered her heart blankly, "I have been a teacher in the city for the past few years, and I am married to you, and we have bought a house, saved money, and can buy things for them!

Shang Nan hammered her chest desperately, she didn't know what she was doing, she didn't know what she was thinking, she didn't know anything, her mind was chaotic and mushy.

"I thought my dad was going to leave after we had a baby, really, it's not just me, everybody thought so! Shang Nan was stunned, sat on the ground, naturally curled up in a ball, shrunk himself, buried his head in the crook of his arm, and his face was covered with tears again, "I don't have parents anymore." ”

Do you have that feeling, obviously the other party is your dearest and most beloved person, you also understand the love between each other, but you can't help but rub and gamble when you get along, only occasionally at that time will be touched by a little bit, will reveal each other's most sincere feelings;

This feeling, big or small, is constantly with you, tormenting you, affecting you, no one can get rid of it, and there is no substitute for it.

The sky was lit up with fire and clouds, and the whole house turned red. Cheng Yang stayed by Shang Nan's side, watching her, quietly accompanying her, and it was also an afternoon.

Shang Nan is actually conscious, she just doesn't want to admit and face it, and she escapes reality in another way.

Cheng Yang's face showed struggle, he struggled for a long time, and finally sent another text message to Zhou Shiyi in the evening:

"I feel like my wife is not just a loss, but more of a guilt. ”

Ling Wei saw the message sent by Cheng Yang, nodded thoughtfully, and didn't say hello to Zhou Shiyi, who was busy in the kitchen, and went out lightly.

Why did you run out again? Zhou Shiyi walked out of the kitchen, unbuttoned his apron, and looked at the empty living room with a frown, faintly worried.

Zhou Shiyi felt that he might know what Ling Wei was doing, but he wasn't sure if that person's temperament was notoriously weird, and Ling Wei's thoughts would be able to convince that person to help them complete the plan.