It's like a sin waiting to be redeemed.

It was noon the next day when I arrived in Los Angeles, and when I walked out of the exit passage, the space was surrounded by glass, like the deep sea.

turned on, there was only one text message, sent by Lu Zichu: "Take care of yourself." ”

Ah Sheng's fingers tightened, and he replied with a message, which also had only a few numbers: "Don't read it." ”

From the moment he got off the plane, Han Yu knew that someone was following him and Gu Sheng, and made arrangements on the phone, and at this time, Ah Sheng came out of the bathroom to wash his face, and his face was still wet.

Han Yu looked at her, there was the deepest emotion in his eyes, and after a long time, he asked softly, "Where to go first?" ”

"Cemetery. He"

……

Back in Los Angeles, Ah Sheng suddenly felt like a dream.

It's hard to imagine that she has lived here for five years, and she is very new to this city.

The sunlight shone in through the car window and fell on her fingers, and she felt no warmth, only a pain in her hand.

Days are like sand, although she tries to remember every day, but always forgets while remembering, one day when she looks back, only to find that behind her is a field of yellow sand.

If she could, she would rather never come to this city for the rest of her life.

The memories of this city were unprecedented and devastating, at first, she was lying on the big bed in the master bedroom with her baby in her arms, feeling like she was lying on an ice cellar, and her whole body was almost numb from the cold, but she didn't dare to stretch her body. Curl up! After the coldness brought by the soul, it will soon be dawn. So when it was dawn, the night really seemed to go with the wind.

She wants a divorce, it has nothing to do with Lu Zichu, it has nothing to do with external forces, she can't let go of the pain and Han Yu to continue to live together.

Whether this man is intentional or not, he let her see her mother's desperation; saw how fragile death really is; saw Gu Sheng, who was exposed without dignity after eating, drinking, and Lazar......

Resentment? How can you not hate? But she had told Lu Zichu before and Han Shuhui that she didn't want to hate anyone anymore.

She had been living in hell for years, and she could never allow herself to be caught up in a dark struggle to hurt others and herself.

He asked her if she would help him if he got lost in the snow.

Help him, change to anyone, she will help.

He asked her, did she remember the former Han Yu?

She remembers, only the good.

The tears that had been suppressed for a long time finally came out on the plane, and the sentence "Draw a circle and curse me" made Ah Sheng burst into tears in an instant.

In fact, when she talked to Lu Zichu on the phone, she wanted to shed tears several times, but in the end she endured it.

She wondered if her child was also cursing her in circles in another time and space at this moment.

At a height of 30,000 feet, Han Yu didn't know her tears, so there was silence along the way, and he also wanted to find an opportunity to cry completely, but he couldn't cry.

The driver skillfully walked around the streets and alleys, avoiding who was self-evident.

Han Yu looked out the window, the sun was warm, and it seemed that the days were suddenly clear, and there were only a few days left before 2014.

When they went back to Los Angeles together, signing a divorce was one thing, and coming to the cemetery was the other.

Didn't buy flowers, didn't buy them, didn't really buy them, she just wanted to see "her".

Before deciding to come to Los Angeles, Han Yu said: "In 07, I buried my child. ”

Standing at the door of the hospital, Ah Sheng's tears suddenly flowed: "Burial or cremation?" ”

"Burial."

On the green grass, small pieces of tombstones stand there, and against the backdrop of old trees, the cemetery looks very peaceful.

The cemetery rests in peace, giving a child the dignity it deserves.

The child's tombstone is pale pink, there is no year of birth and death, no photo, and there is only one name: Angel.

December in Los Angeles is still relatively mild, Gu Sheng slept deeply at 30,000 feet for nearly nine hours, getting off the plane and touching the sunlight did not feel dazzling, but when he came to the cemetery, he was dazzled when he saw the child's pale red tombstone.

The light gray woolen coat, just looking at the back, the posture of standing is stiff to the extreme, how can she not take a step, but when she looks at the tombstone, her eyes are focused, and her demeanor is even more gentle to the extreme.

There seemed to be a strong wind blowing here not long ago, and some branches in the cemetery were broken and messily laid out around the tombstones, she bent down to pick them up, and when Han Yu squatted down to help, she waved his hand away.

Han Yu shrank his hand, and finally withdrew his hand and went back, standing aside and not moving.

Those branches were picked up by Gu Sheng, she obviously looked calm, but she trembled very much.

When his fingers touched the cold stone tablet, Gu Sheng's heart burst into a calm and almost deathly collapse.

She wanted to cry very much, hugged the tombstone, and choked for a long time, but the cry fell on the corner of her mouth and was squeezed into the most ugly smile.

"Do you know what I'm trembling about now? I don't even have the courage to remember her. ”

The pain of losing a daughter is comparable to tearing out bones and breaking hearts.

I don't dare to think, I don't dare to read, I don't dare to recall, even after seven years, she occasionally dreams back at midnight, and she always feels that she is wet under her, obviously there is no blood, but she always feels that the fishy smell is coming to her nose, pulling the lobes of her lungs, and she is suffocating endlessly.

Han Yu felt bitter in his heart: "When she was taken out of the operating room by the doctor, I saw her. "I didn't dare to look at it again.

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