Heavy clouds and shadows slowly pressed down from the hazy sky, and the rain continued to fall, and the breeze beat the body cold. Holding an umbrella, Sha Sha stood quietly in the rain, silently looking at the white shadow in front of the tombstone in the distance, motionless. The shadow of the umbrella had fallen to the ground, blown by the wind and swirled gently, her whole body was shrouded in hazy rain and mist, her right hand gently stroked the tombstone, the thin figure trembled slightly in the rain, like catkins and weak, as if it would drift away with the wind and rain at any time.

Shasha watched quietly for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the gate of the cemetery. The red leather shoes hit the bluestone floor, constantly splashing small water.

As the rain grew heavier, Sha Sha stepped out of the gate, walked a few steps and then stopped, looking back at the huge high wall surrounding the cemetery, and the hazy figure that had just shivered quietly seemed to still be shaking in front of him. "It seems that this is the first time I've seen Lingjing crying like that." Shasha thought. Just now, I was thinking of stepping forward to say hello, saying a word I haven't seen for a long time, but my feet have been nailed to the same place, and I can't move, as if there are invisible chains in the dense rain, my whole body is tightly bound, and an inexplicable fear rises in my heart, telling myself not to come forward, not to come forward, not to come forward. It is this fear that has made him not contact Lingjing again for four years, never return to Jianghai, never set foot in the old residence of the Shazhu Gang again, and never return to the small rental house back then.

Sasara opened the door, collapsed into the wide seat, and slammed the door shut. At that moment, the whole world was cut off, the glass was blurred by the heavy rain, and the world outside the car distorted with a sense of unreality with the rain curtain. She casually turned on the car radio, which had long been fixed at the jazz frequency, and then the melodious sound of the horn floated in the car, light and graceful.

Actually, Sasha didn't like jazz, in fact, she didn't like all Western music, but she didn't dare to listen to the radio of domestic music, because she was always afraid of hearing those familiar melodies, those melodies that he used to sing on his bicycle and shaking his head, those mellities that he used to hum while holding himself at night, those melodies that he used to wake up in the early morning and shout. All the familiar melodies are terrifying, and they have become taboos in Shasha's heart, just like the Sacred Heart Academy, the Shazhu Gang, Jianghai City, and Lingjing, buried in the deepest places, not touched. As if that were the case, everything that happened was not so real, just as the world that I saw through the window panes in the rain was not what it was. From the beginning, the whimpering of sorrow but pain that I desperately suppressed every day always poured out of my heart, and then slowly began to withdraw, as if I had become an outsider, watching myself desperately practice shooting, practicing lurking, practicing martial arts, and desperately learning from him, as if I was participating in the school's stage play to welcome new students, or playing a long, long game with the two of them.

It must all be fake, otherwise, how could there be such an organization as Darklyra? Otherwise, how could I practice this kind of thing day and night? Otherwise, how could he...... How can you die? It's all fake, it's acting, one day, there will be a lot of people who will come to tell themselves that the play is over, and he will appear in front of him with a wry smile, holding a bag of fried chestnuts with sugar and saying that he is so tired these days that he is about to have a final exam, so he didn't come back, and then he hugged Lingjing and kicked him with a smile and said We have long been lily, and we don't need you to come back at all.

Sha Sha lay on the steering wheel, a little wanted to cry, but he couldn't shed tears, just opened his mouth and inhaled heavily, his heart was tightly blocked by something, even in the air conditioner at the right temperature, his body felt cold.

"Tuk Tuk", there was a sound of light tapping on the car window, Sha Sha put down the glass, and the face of a young man appeared in front of him, wearing a police uniform under the raincoat, and was smiling at Sha Sha: "Miss, excuse me, I just saw you seem a little uncomfortable after entering the car, do you need help?" ”

"No thanks, I'm fine." Shasha replied with a reluctant smile.

"You're a college student, aren't you?" The young policeman seemed to be struggling to find a topic, "Are you here to worship the elders?" Don't be too sad."

"Well, I'm here to pay homage to my father," Sanda moved the car, the windows slowly rising, "and my husband's." Good bye. ”

"Uh......" The policeman was stunned by the words behind the rustle, and watched as the student's youthful face disappeared behind the car window, in the majestic rain as the car faded away.

The windshield wipers swept away all the obstructions in front of the glass, and the rustle watched the world gradually become clearer in front of him, listening to the jazz music continuing to flutter in the car. Although I know that everything has happened, I always subconsciously resist it, and my reason tells myself that the man is no longer there, and he will never come back, but somewhere in his heart he always refuses to admit it, does not contact Lingjing, does not return to the place of the past, and cuts off all the bonds with everything in his memory, then, it seems that it can be done by treating all this as if there is no such thing.

However, after returning to Jianghai, it seems that everything is slowly becoming clear again, and the sadness that has been deeply buried begins to stubbornly surface again, and everything that he subconsciously refuses to admit begins to jump in front of his eyes, becoming clearer and clearer. There is no him anywhere, there is no place to go. Before, I subconsciously kept telling myself that he was in that place, just in the kitchen making the newly learned cakes, just flipping through thick comics on the sofa, just watching boring soap operas in the living room, just there, just far away from him, I didn't look for him, as long as I looked for him, I would definitely find it. But now I found out, or I completely admit it, and I can't find it no matter how I look for it. He's no longer in that room, there's no him in the kitchen, living room, bedroom, there's no way to find him in the martial arts hall, not in the school, not in the Shazhu Gang, where is he? It's true...... Did you really fall asleep under that tombstone? It's true. Turns out, is it true? Otherwise, why would Ling Jing cry so sadly in front of that tombstone. Otherwise, why do you feel so much pain?

Jiaming is no longer there. Already, dead. Sha Sha pulled over to the side of the road and inhaled deeply, feeling colder and colder. I can't find him anywhere, when I'm sad, he will no longer hold himself quietly in the warm bed, everything is gone, it's really gone, Lingjing will no longer press on himself and shout "Gu Jiaming, your eldest wife is in bed again, you're going to be late", and he will no longer see him running to the bed in an apron, smiling and scolding himself for being a lazy pig while knocking his butt with a shovel handle.

"I like you a lot...... Jiaming. The distant voice seemed to sound softly, and the smile in front of him appeared in his mind again, stabbing his heart painfully. Before Ling Jing said that I liked you, I already liked you, but at that time I didn't know ...... "It hurts, and my heart hurts."

The car started again, broke through the rain, and sped down the street. Sha Sha stared at the scenery in front of him, which was becoming more and more familiar with the rain, as if he was running down the streets of the past. Lingjing's crying appearance just now surfaced, and it overlapped with her when she was young, and that immature voice seemed to still be audible: "From today on, you must be good to us, don't bully us, don't leave us, and be with us forever......"

"There are three of us...... ...... to be together forever"

Sha Sha braked the car suddenly, looked up at the heavy rain pouring down in the sky, and suddenly shouted: "Gu Jiaming, you bastard who doesn't keep your promise-"

The sound was drowned out by the pouring rain, and only the sound of the rain could be heard in the streets, and the rain was pouring down in patches, and it was getting heavier and heavier.