It's been almost a month since it happened.

The Feitian Pavilion was sealed, Xiao Tian was on the run, Jing Chu woke up after lying in the hospital for two days, and everything was like a world away.

It's just that Yang Mianmian disappeared and never came back, Cong Jun used all his connections to rescue, the helicopter flew to the place where they had an accident, and then pursued it inside, only found the kidnapper a few kilometers away from the scenic spot, he had died of dehydration.

But Yang Mianmian didn't even find the body, this is a normal thing, the desert is changing rapidly, I don't know how many bones are buried under the desert yellow sand, today's people, the ancients, whether it was the royal family or the common people in the past, and a hundred years later, it was only a dehydrated corpse that was found.

Jing Chu finally returned to Nancheng three days ago, as soon as he opened the door, his vision was blurred, in just half a year, this home has been full of traces of another person, the pillows she threw on the sofa, the snacks she likes to eat on the coffee table, the cabinets have her favorite sheep pattern dishes and chopsticks, and every corner of the room is filled with her breath.

Things are not people, and things are really things are people.

He felt as if his legs were filled with lead, and every step he took was faltering, and when he finally walked to the sofa and sat down, he felt that his hands were trembling slightly.

He sat on the couch for a long time, only to think that she would push open the door at any moment and smile into his arms, but no.

The room was frighteningly empty, more barren than the desert.

He sat from the sun until the sunset, and it wasn't until the phone rang that he was pulled out of the chaos, and Jing Chu pressed to connect: "Hey, Dad." ”

"I'm surprised to receive a gift from you." The voice on the other end of the phone was low and smiling, "Are you interested in calligraphy and painting now?" ”

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, Jing Qin is the one who knows his son best, although they don't spend much time with each other, but he understands his child, Jing Chu neither inherited his preferences, nor is it similar to his mother, whether it was choosing to join the army or choosing to be a policeman at that time, it was a path they never thought of.

However, both he and Jing Chu's mother chose to respect and support their children, unconditionally.

The calligraphy and painting of the Tang Dynasty was taken in order to investigate Xiao Tian's Feitian Pavilion, and Jing Chu himself didn't like it, so he gave it to his father after getting it: "I just thought you would like it." ”

"I love it." Even if Jing Qin doesn't like calligraphy and painting, as long as it is given by a child, how can he not be happy. But he also heard some clues from Jing Chu's voice, "Did something happen?" ”

"Dad." Jing Chu's voice choked, "I'm sorry." ”

Jing Qin's heart sank slightly, and his voice suddenly became serious: "Something happened, don't worry, let's solve it together." He really couldn't figure out what would happen to Jing Chu, this son had been mature and sensible since he was a child, although he grew up in a wealthy family, he never had those bad problems, he was honest and steady.

"I advised you to forget her and say something like that, I'm sorry." Jing Chu remembered what he had said to his father a long, long time ago, and he thought he was persuading, but no, people who had not experienced it would never understand the heartache.

He understands now.

"I didn't blame you, there are some things that you won't understand if you haven't experienced them......" Jing Qin sighed in a low voice, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, "What's wrong?" ”

"I lost someone." Jing Chu forcibly endured the trembling of his voice, "I lost her, I didn't even find her body, Dad—I couldn't even find her body." ”

Jing Qin could feel the pain in his heart at this moment through the phone, such pain he had experienced many years ago, he was stabbed in the heart, and from now on, he would not stop bleeding until he died.

Every day, it is a blunt knife to cut meat, a long life, and a lifetime of torture.

He was silent on the other end of the phone for a long time, and considered the words: "I understand your feelings, and I also know that you are like me, you will never forget her for the rest of your life, it's okay, child, it's okay." ”

"I don't know...... Jing Chu muttered, "I don't know what to do, Dad, what are you going to do?" ”

"Memories, misses, once a person dies, it is easy to disappear from the memories of others, no one talks about her anymore, everyone has their own life to go on, but I want to remember, I want to continue to live, along with her, as if she is still alive."

Memories, misses? Is this all I have to do in my life from now on? As soon as Jing Chu thought of her, he felt unbearable in his heart.

Jing Qin's voice was very low, as if he was talking to himself: "For a long time after Ah Qing's death, I couldn't admit the reality, until later I thought that death is very easy, and the people who are left behind are the most painful, but then I thought, since this is the case, then let me suffer." ”

Yes, the living have to bear everything, and it is much more difficult than death. Jing Chu remembered that if he was dead and Yang Mianmian was alive, what would happen to her?

How willing to let her be tortured.

Jing Qin Wen said: "Son, it may not get better in the future, but the worst is like this, whether you choose to forget her and start over in the future, or like me, you are ready to stop accepting it in this life, your mother and I will support your choice, marriage is just a way of life, you can do otherwise, no one will blame you." ”

Marriage is only the path chosen by the vast majority of people, or not, everyone has the right to choose their own life, marriage may not be happy, not marriage may not be sad, as long as it is the choice he wants most, he will definitely respect his children.

"Thank you, Dad, this matter ......" Jing Chu hesitated, "Don't tell Mom, she asked me to take care of her, but I didn't do it." ”

"Okay, don't tell her." Jing Qin still knows his ex-wife very well, Jing Chu's mother Bai Xiangxue has been pampered since she was a child, living in a greenhouse, and the only twist and turn in her life is to marry him, fortunately, although the two do not love each other, they respect each other like guests, they are always good friends, and he has not let her suffer the slightest grievance.

Bai Xiangxue was full of emotions, and if she heard that her son had suffered such pain, she would probably be even more sad than Jing Chu.

Their father and son have tacitly been protecting her, which is why in such a matter, Jing Chu would choose to talk to his father instead of his mother, who is usually closer.

"Mom is okay?" Jing Chuqiang cheered up and changed the topic.

Jing Qin also replied in a relaxed tone: "Very good, she went on a date again today." ”

"Is the other party reliable?" Jing Chu couldn't help but be a little worried, his mother was the kind of woman who would knock on the door on a rainy night when a handsome and dashing man would knock on the door and say "come with me" and she would follow him to the end of the world, she could always attract the eyes of men, and she was also very romantic.

When Jing Chu was still a child, she once fell in love with an oil painter, talented but poor, she happened to see his paintings and was attracted to him, and the two quickly fell in love.

At that time, she said to Jing Qin: "Lao Qin, I fell in love with someone, let's divorce." ”

Jing Qin readily agreed, and congratulated her: "Congratulations, I hope you are happy." ”

Before the divorce procedures were completed, the painter fell in love with another model, born in the market, vulgar, pungent, but only ten ** years old, every inch of skin is young, the painter loves her fresh **, and leaves Bai Xiangxue behind.

So a month later, she said to Jing Qin: "Old Qin, I'm out of love." ”

Jing Qin said: "It doesn't matter, he has no vision, you will meet someone who is more worthy of your love." ”

Therefore, the marriage has not been divorced, but her love continues, because she has been chasing love, Bai Xiangxue always looks young and has a girl-like personality.

Jing Chu also felt very strange when he was a child, his family seemed to be different, but whether it was Bai Xiangxue or Jing Qin, they were very qualified parents, they loved him and taught him, they didn't love each other, but the atmosphere of the family was always harmonious, his parents were like old friends, the relationship was very good, Jing Qin always supported his wife, no matter who she fell in love with, he blessed her, and told her that she would never have to worry about the future.

So every time Bai Xiangxue fell in love, she told him happily for the first time: "Lao Qin, I'm in love!" ”

When I fell out of love, I ran home and cried to him: "Lao Qin, I'm out of love again." ”

Thirty years have passed, Jing Chu has changed from surprise to calm, and when he grew up, he began to worry about whether Bai Xiangxue's love object was unreliable this time.

Bai Xiangxue's love is bumpy, but there is always love, in contrast, Jing Qin's private life is too bland, in addition to work, his personal time is to take the children to read books and listen to Bai Xiangxue talk about his love life, causing Bai Xiangxue to often complain: "Lao Qin, are you cold?" ”

"Lao Qin, you can't be gay, right?"

"Lao Qin, your secretary is actually a man?"

"Lao Qin, do you have a love life!"

Jing Qin let her complain, and I stood still until he was forty-one years old, and one day at dinner time, he said, "Ah Xue, I want to divorce." ”

Bai Xiangxue was even more excited than him, and almost cried with joy: "Really? Great, I'm so happy! Congratulations, but it's a man and a woman? ”

"Ah Qing, do you know each other?"

Bai Xiangxue's expression cracked suddenly: "Chu Qingqing? She looked at him cautiously, "If I'm not mistaken, she seems to be ......"

"Ahem," Jing Qin coughed, slightly embarrassed, "I hope you won't laugh at me." ”

Bai Xiangxue shook her head: "Of course not, it's too late for me to be happy for you, but...... It's not going to be going well. ”

Jing Qin said calmly: "I know, but I think that since I have decided to start, I should divorce first, otherwise it will be unfair to you and her." ”

Bai Xiangxue bit her chopsticks: "I have no opinion, son, do you have an opinion?" ”

Jing Chu was eighteen years old that year, just an adult, and he also shook his head: "No." Anyway, he had been mentally prepared for a long time, but he always thought that Bai Xiangxue was going to get married before divorcing, but he didn't expect it to be Jing Qin.

But that doesn't matter, his parents have had an agreement since the beginning of their marriage, and now that the purpose of their marriage has been achieved, they can finally be free separately, which is not a good thing.

Divorce followed by the distribution of property, Jing Qin proposed that he was willing to give most of the property to Bai Xiangxue, and the reason was very simple: "I can make money, you can't, you have a lot of money by your side, and you don't have to worry about it in the future." ”

Bai Xiangxue not only doesn't touch the spring water with her fingers, but she is also blind to this kind of thing, she refused: "If you give it to me, I can only squander, I have no concept of money, you should give it to me every month." ”

Jing Qin didn't say anything, but she still transferred many shares to her name, signed a contract, and gave her a large amount of alimony every month, which was enough for her to squander her life.

They don't have much difference in money, they trust each other and don't argue, the only question Bai Xiangxue asks is: "Will you have children when you get married in the future?" ”

Jing Qin didn't hide it: "If it goes well, it should be." After a pause, he said, "Ah Xue, you have to believe me." ”

"I believe in you."

However, even if everything is arranged, this time they also divorced smoothly, but still no one is happy.

Chu Qingqing committed suicide by jumping into the river three months after Jing Qin's divorce, leaving a suicide note:

The words of men are terrible, and I do not want you to suffer.

I have no regrets, even if I die, I will not regret it.

She was sixteen years old.