Ling Jingyun's mother, Ma Cuifang, sat in front of her husband's tombstone in the cemetery all night, sometimes crying and sometimes talking to herself.

Zhang Shidong draped his clothes on Ling Jingyun's body, hugged her, and sat on the stairs in the distance until dawn.

It wasn't until the sun drove away the mist of dawn and began to melt the deposited ice and snow that Ma Cuifang dragged her tired and cold body out, decadent and cold, so it was strange that her body could be better overnight. Seeing Zhang Shidong and Ling Jingyun, he was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and walked past the two of them with a little guilt.

A woman with an extreme personality only recognizes one thing in her life, and she lives only for one thing in her life, only for one person, and she only feels guilty about her daughter, and this guilt makes her choose to ignore it.

Ling Jingyun held back her tears, stood up with a grin, and walked out in despair, her mother's choice, she knew it a few years ago, she always hoped that one day this would still be a home, not a cold temporary residence, for a few years, her dream did not come true, after her father left, her mother also left, leaving only a shell.

She fulfilled Aiqing, but she lost everything forever, and there was nothing worth paying attention to in her life.

"Auntie, get in the car, it's cold this morning."

Sitting in the warm car, Ma Cuifang never looked up, what she felt guilty about was not debt, but that she couldn't look back, she saw her daughter's suffering over the years, but she was powerless to help her, the meaning of life has been lost, and the rest is just suffering.

Ling Jingyun hesitated again and again, and was interrupted by Zhang Shidong several times when she wanted to blurt out, this time the damage to her was too great, she couldn't help it, and the bitterness of several years and the anger of several years were to be gathered and released. She couldn't help it anymore, she had completely collapsed.

For a few years, she insisted and carried it, but it turned out to be like this, nothing changed.

Sit up straight, look ahead, tears rolling down from your eyes, your expression is indifferent, mourning is greater than heart death, even if it is a biological mother and daughter, it is impossible to maintain the relationship only by the connection of blood and nature, there is no gain from a few years of paying, and the minor has shouldered the heavy responsibility of the family, what is the result? In exchange for indifference, or ......

In the hut of only a few square meters, Ling Jingyun shrank in the quilt, his body trembled, and his mood fluctuated after a night of persistence, and he entered the house from the warm environment in the car to the cold environment, and insisted on lighting a fire for the stove, and the whole person fell down.

Ma Cuifang still didn't say a word, and when she came back, she went into her room, she had been sick and fearless in the face of illness, and she didn't care if the house was cold, and she got into the quilt to continue her longing life.

Zhang Shidong hugged Ling Jingyun, feeling that the other party was not only because of the cold, but also because of the trembling of mourning and death, gently patting her back, at this time any words are pale, spread such a family, it can only be said that Ling Jingyun's fate is too tragic, bitterness and poverty are not terrible, if the mother and daughter can snuggle up to each other and move forward, at least, each other's hearts are warm, but Ma Cuifang's heart is left in her husband's body, and the brilliance of motherhood has not overcome Aiqing's thoughts.

Tear stains moistened Zhang Shidong's pants and feet, and the gradually warmed room allowed the physiology to overcome the psychology, making the clouds fall asleep in a daze, in the dream, her body curled up, motionless, a single bed for a girl of her height, only half of it, holding her calves with both hands, the more she sleeped, the tighter she shrunk, the strong girl was unwilling to rely on the help of others but did not have any sense of security, her life was at least before today, it was tragic.

Gently covered her with a quilt, feeling the temperature in the room, Zhang Shidong sighed, gently pushed open the door and walked out, in front of the stove pit in the kitchen, Ma Cuifang was putting pieces of coal into the stove pit, seeing Zhang Shidong, the indifferent eyes showed a faint look: "Come into the house and sit." ”

It was not taboo that Zhang Shidong was present, Ma Cuifang, who had boiled water through the fire, entered the house, poured a glass of water for him, and shrunk in a thick quilt, leaning against a warm wall more than one meter high, his teeth chattering up and down: "Can you take care of her?" ”

Zhang Shidong thought for a while and nodded: "She is my friend." ”

Ma Cuifang sighed, shrunk back, and didn't speak again.

Is a mother who can avoid her daughter's business trip to release her emotions is really so ruthless?

After a long time, Ma Cuifang said with a different ruddy face: "When Lao Ling left, I told me that I should bring Xiaoyun up and watch her get married." I persevered, but I couldn't. ”

Zhang Shidong took out a cigarette, and seeing that Ma Cuifang didn't mind, he lit one: "How did uncle go?" ”

In a word, Ma Cuifang's tears rolled down directly, and it was not until Zhang Shidong finished smoking a cigarette that she sorted out her emotions and slowly spoke: "I know that she hates me and resents me, and I am the same, Lao Ling's accident was because of continuous overtime in exchange for holidays to accompany her to the beach to play, I was about to collapse at that time, and I didn't even dare to look at her, for fear that I would do something." I am a good wife, but I am a woman who is destined to be scolded by thousands of people for not being qualified to bear the word mother. ”

Call!

Life is unfair to Ling Jingyun, and similarly, life is also unfair to Ma Cuifang, if the pillars of this family do not collapse, it will be a harmonious and beautiful family, but the man who supported the lives of the two women left early.

Zhang Shidong looked at Ma Cuifang with sadness, this is a hopeless woman, there is no panacea on Shijie that can save her, and being alive is the greatest torture for her.

Ma Cuifang also looked at Zhang Shidong, her eyes were full of pleading, the more simple people look at people, the more accurate she is, she believes that Zhang Shidong is a man who does what he says, and hopes that he can give her a promise and let her let go of her promise.

"I will find her a haode home, I can't promise marriage, I can't promise feelings, auntie, you know better than me, that is the need for both parties, all I can promise is existence, no matter what happens, I will always be by her side, protect her, and you can be an older brother."

Zhang Shidong said every word very hard and bit very hard, so that every word could be heard clearly by Ma Cuifang.

"Auntie is tired, Auntie is going to sleep, oh, by the way, you can help Auntie take this, it makes her head uncomfortable." Ma Cuifang is like a balloon full of air, someone let go of a small opening, the long breath made the whole body relax, the ruddy on the face was thicker, the spirit of the whole person came up all of a sudden, I couldn't see a little sick look, from under the bedding under the pillow, pulled out an old-fashioned tin candy cake box, handed it to Zhang Shidong, shrunk in the quilt, lay down, closed my eyes......

Zhang Shidong stepped forward and looked at the face with his eyes closed, peaceful, serene, relieved, and let go.

Plugging the horns, Zuihou also reached out for Ma Cuifang to sort out the emanation that flew out of his forehead.

After smoking a cigarette, Zhang Shidong pushed open the door and walked out, and there was still a woman squatting in the stove pit, filling with broken coal.

Zhang Shidong stepped forward, hugged Ling Jingyun tightly, pressed her head into his arms, let her face be tightly pressed against his chest, smelled the fragrance of shampoo in his hair, and muttered: "In the future, I will take care of you." ”

"I can't stand it, I really can't stand it, your shoulder, can you lean on me?" In Zhang Shidong's arms, Ling Jingyun wiped her tears, wiped her nose, wiped the deepest weakness in her heart, several years of persistence were destroyed by a collapse blow, she just wants to take a good rest, give up all her persistence, live a relaxed life, and live the kind of life that many people have persuaded her for a long time.

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Ma Cuifang left, went to pursue her aiqing, lying there, her heart automatically stopped beating, very peaceful, with a stiff smile on her face.

The funeral was very simple, over the years, as Ling Jingyun held his father's compensation, it was slowly spent on the family and mother, and relatives and friends didn't move around much, except for a few of the most straightforward relatives who came to take a look, and there were only neighbors around. Ah Guang led people to arrange the funeral in an orderly manner, simple but not simple, facing some people's fingers, Ling Jingyun as if he had not seen it, dressed in a black women's suit, half-length hair tied up, with sunglasses to see the expression of the eyes clearly, standing beside Zhang Shidong, like a puppet, looking at the two names on the tombstone, and putting a bouquet of flowers.

Ah Guang and his subordinates' pomp and circumstance, Zhang Shidong's Q7, have made some poor neighbors and unpleasant relatives secretly discuss, in the past, Ling Jingyun was afraid of such discussions, but now, she suddenly found that she was not afraid of anything, and there was nothing to make herself afraid.

Walking out of the cemetery, Zhang Shidong drove Ling Jingyun to a well-known hair salon in the city, untied the long hair on her head, pointed to the color page of a hairstyling model on the wall, and said to Ling Jingyun: "From today on, your long hair will not flutter for anyone!" ”

PS: Thanks to andy Chan for the tip!

PS2: Damn, I calmly forgot about the update in the afternoon, it's terrible to get used to this thing. Work hard to code words, and strive to add more at night!