When Jing Chu knocked on the door of Jing Qin's study, he saw him sitting in front of the window: "Dad." ”

"Still not sleeping so late?" Jing Qin closed the book and asked Wen Yan.

Jing Chu sighed: "You're not in good health, why don't you sleep?" ”

"When people get old, they feel less."

"If you're not in good health, don't keep coming back to China, the air here is not good, and it's especially cold in winter." Jing Chu caught a glimpse of a blanket on the sofa next to him, and brought it over to cover Jing Qin on his lap, "Let's go back early after sweeping the tomb." ”

Jing Qin looked at his son, who had grown up, and felt very relieved: "Don't worry, I will live until you and Mianmian get married, and I am very happy that you can find someone you like." ”

"I know." Jing Chu whispered, "Dad, thank you." "Thank you for supporting me in my choice, whether I chose to join the army without hesitation or became a police officer after retiring, you supported me unconditionally.

"You're my child, and of course I want you to do what you want." Jing Qin said slowly, "Money and power are the most endless things in this world, and the pursuit of infinite things with a limited life can never be satisfied." ”

He looked at Jing Chu and couldn't help but smile, "Don't worry, you are my son, no matter how dissatisfied the people of the Bai family are, I will not allow them to interfere in your life." ”

"I don't plan to take Mianmian to the Bai family."

Jing Qin nodded calmly: "It's okay not to go." He patted his arm, "Okay, it's not early, go back and rest, you don't have to worry too much about me." ”

"Okay."

Jing Chu returned to the room, Yang Mianmian hadn't slept yet, and listened to the stories of Jing Qin and Chu Qingqing from his friends, one by one: "It's just a sin, we watched Jing Qin grow up since we were children, he got married and had children, but it's a pity, the husband and wife are like friends, and the two of them have never had the same room since Jing Chu was born." ”

"Then he and Chu Qingqing ......" Before Yang Mianmian finished asking, she heard Jing Chu coughing twice and glanced at her.

Yang Mianmian obediently shut up, but she didn't expect that the wall had already answered: "Alas, where is there anything others think, those two people have never kissed, just once, Jing Qin took a nap, Chu Qingqing went to find him, pushed open the door and saw that he was sleeping soundly, so he didn't make any noise with him, crept onto the bed, leaned on the pillow and waited for him to wake up, which scared Jing Qin." ”

The floor said: "One day Chu Qingqing was very happy, wearing a polka dot dress from the last century, walking backwards while talking to him, but when she went down the stairs, she almost tripped and fell, Jing Qin grabbed her, and the two of them held hands and stood there for a long time, and we all died laughing." ”

Presumably, once in this old mansion, Jing Qin and Chu Qingqing also had a very happy time, but fate made people, and now yin and yang are separated, and people and ghosts have different paths.

Thinking of this, she remembered that when she came back from the desert, Jing Chu took her as a ghost, and suddenly stood up and opened the bathroom door to hug him.

Jing Chu was brushing her teeth, and was a little surprised to see her come in, so she quickly rinsed her mouth: "What's wrong?" ”

"No matter what happens, I won't die alone, don't you want to be okay?" Yang Mianmian rubbed his back muscles, "The person who was left behind is too pitiful." ”

Jing Chu laughed and laughed: "Our little sheep is so sentimental, don't worry, we'll be fine." ”

"Hmm." Yang Mianmian nodded heavily, hooked his neck and kicked it, wrapping his legs around his waist, "Carry me back." ”

Jing Chu patted her round buttocks with his backhand: "It's heavy." ”

"Eh, really?" Yang Mianmian is very proud, "I don't weigh more than 100, either flat-chested or short, so I must have improved." ”

Jing Chu Moran: This ...... Flat-chested is no longer it, but if you are short, you will grow 2 cm taller, and it is estimated that you will not be able to exceed 1.65 meters in this life.

The festival mourns and lingers.

There was nothing to say all night, and when Yang Mianmian woke up the next day, it was already covered in silver outside, she didn't see Jing Chu left and right, and saw the note he left on the bedside table, saying that it was snowing, and he didn't worry that Jing Qin would go to the tomb alone and go out with him.

"Sweeping the grave on a snowy day." Yang Mianmian opened the curtain and saw that the snow was still drifting outside.

The window said: "Because it was winter when Chu Qingqing died, there were too many people in Qingming, Jing Qin probably wanted to accompany her quietly for a while, so he came at this time every year." ”

"Jumping into the river in winter?" Yang Mianmian shuddered, "How much courage is this." ”

"There is no love in life, anyone can cut it on the neck, let alone jump into the river."

In the cemetery, Jing Qin put a bouquet of flowers in front of Chu Qingqing's tombstone, and Jing Chu stayed away to leave time for them.

"Ah Qing, I've come to see you." The snow slowly began to fall, and it fell on his hair, which looked like it was already full of gray hair.

He still remembers that winter, he took her for a walk on a snowy day, and she said, "Don't use an umbrella in the snow, let's go to Baitou together", but now he has gorgeous hair, but she is faint and doesn't know where to go.

"It's snowing again today, are you okay over there?" He put his hand on the cold tombstone and whispered, "Sometimes I think death is calm, and now, you will no longer have worldly troubles." ”

"Ah Qing, I don't blame you for taking the first step, it's because I can't keep you safe, but I want you to defend me."

"It's been many years in a flash, you always say that you and I are more than 20 years behind, and when you are sixty and I am eighty, who cares, but A-Qing, you will always be sixteen years old, but I am getting older and older year by year, and when I go down to see you, maybe you won't recognize me for a long time."

Ten years of life and death is dusty and sideburns like frost, so when he is too old to walk, his red face is still red, and when the time comes, how will he meet under Huangquan Yin?

"Ah Qing, how should I recognize you then?" He asked softly, with endless sadness and confusion.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and he had been standing there motionless for a long time, his shoulders soaked with melted snowdrops.

Jing Chu looked at the weather, walked over with an umbrella, and asked in a low voice, "Dad, go back, it's snowing heavily." He didn't want to disturb Jing Qin, he had traveled thousands of miles back to China, just to stand in front of her grave and talk to her for a while.

When he almost lost Yang Mianmian, he was able to understand his father's feelings, the pain of losing his lover, if he didn't taste it himself, he would never be able to understand it.

It was so cold, and the snow was so heavy, but maybe he didn't feel it at all.

Jing Qin didn't speak, just stared at Chu Qingqing's tombstone, after her death, the Chu family used her as a threat, wanting to take more benefits from him, he calmly agreed, and exchanged a huge amount of property for her body, found a grave for her, and buried her.

But when the stele was engraved, there was only a simple "Tomb of Chu Qingqing, Jing Qinli".

Between them, it was only a relationship that they knew by heart, but there was never a worldly name, and he hoped that one day, he would go before her, and she could erect a monument to him in his wife's name.

But God didn't give him this opportunity, it was he who sent her to go first, and the person who erected the monument seemed to have nothing to do with her, and behind the monument was a eulogy he wrote:

In the past, the wind blew the green willows, the peach face was scorching, a pair of butterflies and a pair of mandarin ducks by the lake. Accept not to give up, promise each other, and make a white-headed covenant. Sometimes, in June of one year, I was Mouton Qing for the piano, and I only knew deeply, but the fate was shallow, and I didn't expect the vast catastrophe to become a different way. He met in the middle of the year, Qing is red-faced and white-haired, I am afraid that my dream will not come true. I only look forward to the next life, I am born and born, childhood sweetheart, and it will eventually become a good story.

"Dad, it's time to go, I'll accompany you to see him next year." Jing Chu persuaded again.

Jing Qin woke up like a dream and nodded, he may have stood for a long time, and stumbled when he raised his feet, but fortunately Jing Chu supported him, and when he looked at it again, he only felt that his father was really a lot older.

In life, there is not even an object of sustenance, who can not be discouraged.

Jing Qin stayed in Qingshuitang for three days, and then his condition worsened, and he had to leave, before leaving, he took away the pine branches planted by Chu Qingqing's grave, planted them in potted plants and took them to distant places, every year.

And Jing Chu and Yang Mianmian returned to Nancheng, but now everyone is on holiday for the New Year, so they are very idle, very idle.

Yang Mianmian couldn't help but ask: "It's so boring to stay at home, let's go out on a date." ”

Jing Chu took a three-month leave, and the vacation was not used up yet, and she wanted to spend more time with her: "Where do you want to go?" ”

Yang Mianmian took out her mobile phone, clicked on WeChat, and found the circle of friends: "This." ”

Jing Chu took it and saw that it was Luo Peipei, she said that during the Chinese New Year, a few friends were going to go to the hot springs and camping by car, and asked if anyone was willing to join the peers.

"You even added Pei Pei's WeChat?" Jing Chu flipped through and found that Yang Mianmian now has a lot of friends, in the past, he and Liu Yu were pitiful, but now there are Luo Pei, Pei, Zou Yi, Xue Shao, Deng Manling, Tong Xin, Qiu Xiangsun, Professor ...... There are many other bits and pieces, not too lively.

"I've labeled you, and you're alone." Yang Mianmian leaned over to show him, his label was "my man", so domineering that he had nothing to say.

Jing Chu couldn't cry or laugh, and after watching it for a long time, he asked, "Do you want to go?" "He can understand that he wants to play, but if I'm not mistaken, Luo Peipei is his ex-girlfriend, doesn't she mind at all?

"I want to go." Yang Mianmian nodded, "Camping seems to be fun, I want to go to the mountains with you to see the stars, don't you think it's very romantic?" ”

Jing Chu was silent for a minute and replied, "It's going to be cold, we can go to the Maldives or something." ”

"We can soak in the hot springs together, aren't you looking forward to it?" Her eyes lit up, "You can also look at the stars." ”

Jing Chu was particularly calm: "To be honest. ”

"You can take pirates with you, it's inconvenient to go abroad, it can't go in many places, and it's different when you go to the mountains."

Jing Chu had to remind her: "Pei Pei is my ex-girlfriend. ”

"I know." Yang Mianmian glanced at him, "Do you mind?" ”

"I don't mind, but why are you so generous this time?"

Yang Mianmian said honestly: "I actually don't hate her, I like her a lot, when it comes to jealousy, it's not jealous of her, it's more jealous of your first love, what is there for her to be jealous of, the way you look at her and the way you look at me are different, I don't think you like her, but first love is always different." ”

First love is always entrusted with a lot of good memories, many feelings are only once, and many people can never forget their first love.

But Jing Chu ...... "It's just a relationship that happens at that certain age, I can't say I like it very much, and everyone doesn't have a deep understanding of feelings, just because the time is right, the age is right, and the atmosphere is just right, so they are together." ”

"You don't like her?" Yang Mianmian was suddenly a little curious, pestered him and asked, "How did you get together, who chased whom?" ”

For his predecessor, Jing Chu's attitude has always been very calm, and he really has no unforgettable experience: "A group of us went out to climb the mountain to see the meteor shower, she couldn't climb the mountain, so I took her all the way, and then when I came to the top of the mountain to see the meteor, everyone made a wish, someone asked her what she wanted, she told her friend, and her friend came to me and said that she wanted to be with me, and at that time everyone kept coaxing me to agree, and I didn't hate her, so we were together." ”

Yang Mianmian: "......" feels completely jealous, what's going on with this casual feeling?

"It's a little irresponsible, can we be together if you don't hate it?"

"If she doesn't agree, she won't be able to get off the stage."

"Oh," Yang Mianmian nodded, and then concluded very sonorously, "Then I will also climb the mountain and make a wish with you to look at the stars alone!" ”

Jing Chu: "...... All right. ”

The author has something to say: When we meet in this life, you are red and I have white hair, and I hope that when I see you again in the next life, you and I are eighteen years old, childhood sweethearts, and it will eventually become a good story

↑ When I wrote this, I silently cried _(:з"∠)_>