Japanese directors always like to set up a funeral at the beginning of the movie, Li Jingming has always disliked it, the tone of the film is often established at the beginning, and a funeral will make people fall into a preconceived pessimism. Such a national collective pessimism is probably the reason for the formation of Japan's many religions, which believe in fate but hope that the invisible hand will play with it, which is extremely ridiculous and pitiful.

After opening the car door and walking down, Li Jingming looked up at the sky, the thin rain was fluttering, it was indeed a good day to pay tribute. For no reason, Li Jingming somewhat understood Schopenhauer, "Life is like a bell in Shanghaoxuan, blindly walking a qiē is only at the mercy of the will to live, and it is meaningless to pursue the purpose and value of life." He used to be so ambitious, but now he is confused, Gao Enmei is just an introduction, leading to the fear of the future in his heart.

"It's good that you're here, and I think Eunmi will be very happy." Gao Enmei's father didn't look too haggard, obviously he had been prepared in his heart all these years, but the sadness in his eyes couldn't be hidden from Li Jingming's sharp eyes, he was a father.

Li Jingming waved his hand and wrote his name on the list, happy that this kind of love only belonged to the living, "Why didn't you let me come over before?" Originally, I could have at least seen her one last time. ”

"It's Eun-mi or we'll bother you, she said she's just an inconsequential passerby, and you still have a lot of important things to do." It's hard to imagine the words of an eight-year-old girl, but that's Ko Eun-mi's style, and her life is so short and urgent.

"She's a passerby, but she's definitely not insignificant." After Li Jingming finished speaking, he lowered his head and walked into the courtyard, he is not the protagonist today, so he wants to keep a low profile as much as possible so as not to cause any commotion. There were a lot of guests, including LG's top management. came to the funeral with the Gao family, which was nothing more than Li Jingming's love for Gao Enmei. Li Jingming knew that his presence would definitely make them very stressed, so he put on a black hat and walked to a place where there were few people and sat down.

The family was all Christians, so the funeral was held in the tradition of Christianity, and Li Jing clearly believed that there was a higher power, but he never believed in any gods, Buddhas, and gods erected by man himself, so those eulogies were somewhat unpleasant to his ears. If there is really the glory of God, is the illness of the short eight years an illusion, and is the obsession with having a dream but not realizing it also an illusion? There is a God. Gao Enmei's little dream doesn't need to be fulfilled by herself as a mortal.

What is left after a rain? The dampness may have disappeared soon after the sun came out, but the nourishment of the drizzle on the earth remained. Gao Enmei is probably a spring drizzle for Li Jingming, and there may be no traces in the future, but at least for now, she has moistened his heart.

Li Jingming walked to the piano and sat down, at this time he had no low-key thoughts, anyway, someone must have recognized him a long time ago, and he needed to express the feelings in his chest. The notes beat. Clear and soothing but with shocking power, it shows the beauty of life and the sorrow of life. This piece has been around for many years, and it has a nice name. It's called "Kisstherain", or "Traces of Rain".

There was silence, no one could speak anymore, and the sound of the piano was simple to the extreme. The popular repertoire is too familiar to be more familiar, there are no complicated arrangements, no fancy tricks. Some are just looking for and nostalgic for those traces of the past. Li Jingming's piano is much stronger than his violin, but he rarely has the urge to play now, in fact, he doesn't want to have such an "interest" that the child is still gone after all, and there is still this fate.

"Son, this is not like you, the man-eating demon tiger is so sentimental?" Jin Runshu received a notice from Li Shengmin that Li Jingming was already on his way back, so he specially called over, if it was someone else, she couldn't care, but there was a problem with the psychological state of this precious son.

Li Jingming smiled slightly, and couldn't help but think of a Zen story, saying that a big monk took the little monk to Feng River (wading across the river on foot), and happened to meet a woman who wanted to cross the river but was afraid of getting her clothes wet. After crossing the river, the little monk asked his master, why do men and women have to carry each other if they are not kissed? The big monk didn't answer, and the little monk asked again, don't people in Buddhism have to keep the color precepts? The great monk replied at this time: "The teacher has been put down, but do you still have to carry it?" ”

"Mom, I've put it down." Li Jingming really let go, the dead are gone, and the living are like this.

"That's easy, don't think about that little girl, think about you and your daughter-in-law and your big-ass daughter-in-law, I'm in a hurry to hug my grandson." Li Jingming has always been a person for his mother Jin Runshu has studied Sichuan opera, and changing his face is really a master, and he has no psychological preparation at all, and he has changed to this topic of "hugging his grandson", and the leap in his mother's thinking when talking is quite big.

"You're still young, why do you think about holding your grandson all day long?" Li Jingming wondered, he was only twenty-five years old, many people were thirty-five years old and had not yet married and had children, and other people's mothers were not in a hurry to be like this.

Jin Runshu immediately became furious when she heard Li Jingming's indifferent attitude, and taught Li Jingming angrily, "How can you live comfortably in the deep mansion compound of the Li family here, that is, my stomach is angry and you are such a son, otherwise the old lady still doesn't know how to give me white eyes, and now I am here alone every day without a serious thing to do, don't get a grandson to hug, and play with your aunts all day long?" ”

"What do you mean by conjuring up, I always thought I was sending it for phone bills, but it turned out to be conjured up by a living person?" Li Jingming has long been accustomed to his mother's casual talking style, and most of the time he will accompany him to tease a few boring sentences, "Then dare to love my dad is still a magician......

"What kind of magician is he, and he gave a nest of tadpoles, and it's not me who conjured you?" Kim Yunshu said that it was unforgivable to give credit to Li Xuan.

"A litter of tadpoles ......" Li Jingming was speechless at this time.

"I don't care, you can do it yourself, toot ......" Jin Runshu hung up the phone after saying what he wanted to say.

Li Jingming really started to have a headache, and he said that he couldn't rely on the fence alone, he didn't believe in the evil last night and ended up putting himself in. I was leaning on the sofa and watching the night view to dissipate the depression in my chest, but I went down to two glasses of Hennessy and made a whole Lanceros. made me dizzy and came to the arms of a beauty again, and the rest of the things were not logical. In the past, Li Jingming could still be ruthless to draw a clear line and sort out the relationship, but after last night, he did that trick and called the beast again, so now he has to struggle and wander between the beast and the beast.

Tiffany has been staying in Lotte since she woke up, and she didn't even participate in the joint practice of the new song, Li Jingming has been holding back for half a month, and she really has the intention of venting her anger in it, so she has soft legs and soft feet, and she knows that if she goes to practice, it will not have any effect but will add chaos, and her heart is also very messy now. Hesitated for a long time. Tiffany finally picked up the phone and called Jessica, "Sika, I have something to tell you. ”

"Well, what's wrong?" Jessica's voice is still the same, crisp but full of languid, with her own unique charm.

"That...... Did you know that OPPA went back to Seoul yesterday? Tiffany asked tentatively in a whisper.

Jessica paused for a moment, then replied in the affirmative, "Yes." There is news on the Internet that he attended Eun Mi's funeral early in the morning, and he should have come back last night when the time is counted, what's wrong? ”

"He was with me last night." Tiffany wants to be a bad guy and tear up Jessica's face. But she couldn't, when she first came to South Korea, she had no relatives, and Jessica always took care of her and stayed with her. It is true that loving someone can get crazy, but Tiffany still has her own bottom line. Or maybe she also knows the current situation, no one is Jessica's opponent, and ten of her combined is not either. "You and I are both Americans, and it's not like that to believe your mind...... That's the ...... He's sad and he's been drinking and smoking, and I don't want to see him ...... like that."

"Pani, you're very bold, dare to secretly apologize to me once or twice, and now you deliberately called to inform me because you think I'm a bully?" Jessica's voice suddenly became sharper, not loud but sharp as a long knife, and those who knew her well knew it was a precursor to her real anger.

"I didn't mean that, and I didn't excuse anyone, but he needed someone other than you." Tiffany knew Jessica did, but it was the first time she'd said it so bluntly. The personality of Americans is different from that of Asians, everything is spread out, and after telling everything in this way, Tiffany feels a lot more relaxed, and her words become smoother, "You know, I have never been so jealous of a person, but every time I think that you are the person next to him and the person in his heart, I am as jealous as a snake." I used to thank you for giving me such an opportunity, it wasn't for your little temper and awkwardness, I couldn't meet OPPA in the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, and now maybe it's ...... But I was wrong, you never gave me a chance, and that bastard was talking about your name every three minutes when he pressed on me! ”

"Pani, you love him, you worship him, you want to be close to him, but this qiē has gone too far, he is worth so much from you, but you shouldn't really give so much." Jessica's voice softened again, in fact, she had long known that Li Jingming was back, and she also knew that he had gone to the Lotte Hotel with Tiffany last night. Jessica knew that Nikun was interested in Tiffany, and she was unhappy about yesterday's incident and wanted to take revenge on Li Jingming, so she called her side to make a small report, saying that Tiffany was drunk and brought into the hotel by Li Jingming, and there were a lot of hints in her words.

Jessica was very satisfied with Tiffany's attitude, and knew that she had to call her instead of hiding it, if it was an ordinary Korean woman, she would definitely want to be kept in the dark for the rest of her life when she encountered this kind of thing, but Jessica was not, she had hinted clearly enough before. Li Jingming is not a god, he will make a mistake one day, he is such a big searchlight, it is strange that there is no moth to hit it. These are things that Jessica has understood since day one, but she loves him, and love is a piece of tolerance for him, including flaws and mistakes. On the eve of the Black Sea, Li Jingming took a disregard for those group photos and Tiffany's heart-wrenching questioning, fully expressing his tolerance and generosity, which made Jessica mature a lot at once, although Li Jingming was very emotionally dull, but he was her teacher.

"Is it still love that cares?" Tiffany never felt like she had overdone it, she was too late and too little, "I know I'm a ridiculous loser in front of you, and you're the only one to whom there's no substitute, but I won't lose to you." ”

"Pani, remember your words today." Jessica warned earnestly, "Also, don't get me wrong, I'm not acquiescing to anything. ”

Jessica laughed when she put down the phone, not because of the conversation with Tiffany, but because her phone rang again, and all it said was two words: even. (To be continued......)