The car walked for a long time, and neither of them spoke in the car, they both looked at the front seriously, and the single song in the car kept following Teresa Teng's "I Only Care About You". Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The sun also quietly pressed down on the mountain, and the dazzling golden light gradually faded into a dazzling crimson, dyeing the white clouds on the horizon. The car was driving fast, Zhou Jing didn't have time to think about too many things, her mind was very messy, and she couldn't figure out a clear line.

Finally at eight o'clock in the evening, the car stopped next to a cemetery, Zhou Jing and Liu Xinjie got out of the car, Liu Xinjie walked to the gatehouse familiarly, and the uncle in the gatehouse took out a key from the drawer and handed it to Liu Xinjie as soon as he saw Liu Xinjie, he nodded and said, "Thank you." Then he turned around and walked into the cemetery.

Zhou Jing, who was passing by the porter, glanced inside, and the uncle also happened to be looking at her, smiling at her and continuing to be busy with his work. Zhou Jing followed Liu Xinjie quietly, watched Liu Xinjie walk to the door of a room, then paused for a moment, took out the key and turned the door lock. The door opened, and Liu Xinjie carefully raised his foot and put it down very softly, as if he was afraid of alarming the sleeping people inside. Zhou Jing watched Liu Xinjie walk into the room, but she stood at the door and hesitated to come in.

At this time, Liu Xinjie turned to Zhou Jing and said, "Come in, it's okay." After a pause, he said, "This is the first time someone has accompanied me here." ”

Zhou Jing stood at the door and looked at Liu Xinjie in a red suit in the dark, the faint red flame of the candle flickered and hit his face, and the black pupils under the bangs, Zhou Jing vaguely saw that there seemed to be tears flowing out. Zhou Jing raised her feet and stepped into the room cautiously, a row of red candles on the side, a row of red camellias at her feet, a 14-inch black and white photo hanging in the middle of the room, it was a young woman's face, it looked like she was only about 30 years old, her eyebrows were clear, her big eyes revealed a pure taste, her slightly thick lips matched her big mouth, she raised her smile faintly, her long hair was tied up at the back of her neck, Zhou Jing thought: Is this Liu Xinjie's mother? A very young face, a little bit unlike.

"What's wrong? Doesn't it feel like my mom is very young and different from me? Liu Xinjie looked at the posthumous photo and said with his back to Zhou Jing.

"Well, yes, it feels, it's young." Zhou Jing stood behind Liu Xinjie, less than two meters away from the black and white posthumous photo, and she spoke cautiously, for fear that a single word would suddenly break the quiet peace.

"Of course she was young, she was only 22 years old when she died."

: 22 years old, isn't Liu Xinjie an orphan since he was a child.

"Eighteen years have passed, and she's still here, so young." Liu Xinjie said that his face was suddenly full of happiness, and after a while, he lowered his head again, he stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, turned around and walked to the side, sat down cross-legged on the ground, and then raised his head to look at the posthumous photo, for a long, long time, and he didn't move. Zhou Jing also quietly looked at Liu Xinjie's back, and sighed slightly in her heart.

When the midnight bell rang in the silent space, the next day came, Liu Xinjie stood up when the bell rang the twelfth time, walked in front of the posthumous photo, took out a tight long box from his trouser pocket, and after opening, it was a white gold necklace, the pendant on it was a dark blue heart-shaped gemstone, and he refracted the faint red flame back by candlelight.

Liu Xinjie took out the necklace and gently placed it on the table in front of him, and Zhou Jing saw that there were a lot of gifts neatly placed there.

"I went to Paris before I came this time, didn't you say that you like the romance there, I went to every corner you said, brought them all back, I found this diamond necklace, and asked them to engrave your name on it, and now, you are wearing him, and you are also a person who has been to that city, and another wish has been fulfilled, but if the wish has been fulfilled for you, and the gifts have been given, then I have no reason to come here to see you again."

Liu Xinjie lowered his head, Zhou Jing could watch his tears flow down under the candlelight, at this time, Zhou Jing wished that he was the one who could wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes for him, thinking, so he did it. She walked to Liu Xinjie's side, stretched out her right hand, and grabbed Liu Xinjie's hand tightly, the cold little hand grabbed his warm big hand, Liu Xinjie seemed to be taken aback, turned his head and looked at Zhou Jing blankly, at such a close distance, Zhou Jing could clearly see the tears in his eyes, and kept pouring out of his eyes, inexplicable emotions drove Zhou Jing to raise his hand and wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes with his left hand, when the fingers touched the wet tears, the sadness was expanded and transmitted to Zhou Jing's heart, The grief of the loss of a loved one was as if he had experienced it himself, and Zhou Jing's tears also fell. And she didn't have time to move to help herself wipe away the tears left on her face.

Liu Xinjie looked at the strange woman in front of him like this, he had seen many tears like this, which were all squeezed out by the actress for the effect, but the woman in front of him was not an actress, and there was no camera around her, so why did these tears fall, and why did these hands hold on to themselves so tightly.

In the dim light, the blurred other party looks particularly beautiful. Liu Xinjie couldn't think too much, his tears flowed a lot, but this sad emotion was never relieved. He pulled Zhou Jing into his arms fiercely, Zhou Jing did not resist, and let the hug get tighter and tighter, so tight that he almost couldn't breathe, and coughed out of his choking before he was slowly let go.

It's just that the tears have never left the corners of Liu Xinjie's eyes.

"Let me lean in."

"Yes."

Zhou Jing sat on the ground on the side, Liu Xinjie was lying on the ground and pillowed Zhou Jing's legs, Zhou Jing was a little embarrassed, her face turned red instantly, she didn't know where to put her hand, suddenly, Liu Xinjie grabbed her hand and put it on his chest.

"Actually, she's not my mom either."

Zhou Jing was stunned for a moment, looked at Liu Xinjie, his eyes were tightly closed, and his long eyelashes were trembling slightly.