Chapter Eighty-Eight: Confronting (83rd August, Poignant 59)
Is it because people keep pace with the times or are their own ideas too simple?
Maybe the priest has changed his clothes and will go home for dinner after work. If you're single, you might have to buy groceries and cook your own food.
Seeing Tiffany wearing a down jacket and a mask walking with her head bowed this way, Moon opened the car door to let her into the car, and Tiffany's words were the same, and Moon didn't think much about it.
"Priests are also human beings, isn't it normal to know artists? It means that you are popular. β
Fasten your seatbelts and the car starts. Tiffany narrowed her smile as she looked at Moon Yeong-woo, and she tugged at his arm and shook it in disgust.
Wen Yanyou laughed and broke away: "I'm driving, don't pull and pull." β
Tiffany pouted, wrinkled her nose at him, and sat honestly on the sidelines.
After a while, Tiffany suddenly remembered something, and Tiffany turned his head to look at Wen Yanyou: "That's right." What are you looking for me today? β
Wen Yanyou paused for a moment, shook his head and said, "Take you to the tomb." β
Tiffany's face changed, and she bit her lip and lowered her head to stop talking. After a while, he said timidly: "I...... I'm not ready. β
Wen Yanyou nodded: "You don't have to prepare, you just have to face it." β
Tiffany was even more frightened, looking at him with some pleading: "But ...... But I didn't dare. β
Wen Yanyou was silent for a long time and did not speak.
Tiffany looked at him, biting her lip and crying, "You...... Can you give me some more time and don't push me? β
Wen Yanyou pursed the corners of his mouth, and after a while, he gently held her hand, and whispered his thoughts to her while driving.
"There's nothing hard to face. The real responsibility lies with me. β
Rubbing her palm, wanting to reassure her, Wen Yanyou's face was calm: "I know, it's not easy. I don't want you to fall into that burden. I've borne it, so I can feel the heaviness better. β
Tiffany was already sobbing at this point, bowing her head to wipe her tears, and rubbing it against Moon Yeong-woo's hand.
Wen Yanyou paused for a moment and said with a smile: "I just heard your prayer, and when I wanted to bear it for you, you were still bargaining with the Lord. β
Tiffany chuckled, giving him a disgusted look.
Wen Yanyou turned to the main road and calmly looked at the road ahead: "Since you like to bargain, then I also want to settle accounts with you." β
Tiffany looked at him quizzically. hoarse voice: "Mo? β
Wen Yanyou shook his head: "If I am the main culprit, you are at most an accomplice, or the unconscious kind." β
Taking a breath, Wen Yanyou chuckled: "I have come out of the time when I blame myself the most, in fact, I think it overlaps with the guilt you are bearing now." β
Glancing at Tiffany, Wen Yanyou spoke: "It should be considered that I have borne all the responsibilities for you, otherwise my pain is equivalent to improper punishment for guilt." And now you can't face it and repent and be sad. It also made what happened to me meaningless. β
Tiffany choked up and shook her head, looking at him half-loudly: "This...... How can this be the same? I told you to leave her alone, or ......"
The words are not finished. Tiffany starts crying again.
After a while, he looked at Wen Yanyou's hand, and pouted and shook it off: "Aren't you driving?" Why pull and pull. β
Moon Yeong-woo looked surprised and looked at Tiffany with a smile and a smile. He withdrew his hand as well. It's just that before he can put it aside, he is dragged by Tiffany again.
Bow your head and fiddle with Wen Yanyou's big hand. Slowly, she stopped crying. Just a look of hesitation and complexity, silent. Wen Yanyou didn't say anything more.
When you arrive at that cemetery, you will definitely not be able to hold your hands anymore. Wen Yanyou got out of the car first, covering his eyes and looking at the sun, the sun is really good today, and the sky is slowly getting warmer.
Maybe there won't be more days of such cold weather. Coming to the co-pilot's seat, Moon opened the door and pulled Tiffany, who was a little resistant.
It was only two o'clock in the afternoon, which was the warmest and brightest time of the day. Pointing to the neat rows of cemeteries, except for being a little deserted, they are no different from ordinary buildings.
"At least the atmosphere was much better than the last time I came. It was dark, and there was no light around. The only light was also extinguished due to a malfunction. What is there to be afraid of? β
Moon Yee-woo spoke casually and persuaded Tiffany. Tiffany tugged at Moon Yeon's arm tightly, looking at the tombstones in front of her, and could feel her body trembling.
Wen Yanyou thought for a while, and held her to her ear: "Since you feel guilty, you should find an opportunity to explain it to her." Hiding like this, do you have to wait for her to come to you? β
"Mo?!"
Tiffany screamed, tears falling again.
Grinning and slamming on his chest, Tiffany screamed angrily, "Don't scare me!" I'm scared! β
Wen Yanyou smiled and endured: "I'm afraid that I can still scream so loudly, you scared me Nuna." β
Looking at Tiffany's tearful appearance, Wen Yanyou held her shoulder: "Relax a little and give yourself a chance." With me with you, I've already come out, what are you afraid of? β
Tiffany shook her head, and suddenly looked at him with a half-ring: "You...... How can you afford it? weishenme can you? β
Wen Yanyou was silent, and after a long time, he pulled the corners of his mouth and looked at her: "Because I didn't mean to." I also found someone who could testify for me...... Explain to her with me. β
Tiffany was stunned for a moment, and after a while, she suddenly whispered, "You...... You came to Yun'er that day, just to ask her to accompany you here?! β
Wen Yanyou didn't speak, and dragged her forward: "Don't worry about it so much, explain it to her, so that she can rest in heaven in peace." You'll be able to let go of that little bit of guilt caused by the accident. β
"I ...... I'm not going! β
Tiffany half-squatted and rubbed against the ground to break free, and Moon and her were like a tug-of-war. A little snow on the ground also left long trails of footprints. Helplessly looking at her tricky appearance, Wen Yanyou simply picked her up horizontally and walked forward.
Tiffany's calves kicked and struggled, and the screams echoed through the empty uninhabited cemetery until she finally came to the third row, the ordinary and special tombstone.
Kneeling on the ground, holding the smiling beauty who was crying and buried in Wen Yanyou's chest in his arms. She didn't even dare to turn her head back. didn't dare to look at the photo, and Wen Yanyou didn't force it at this time. From beginning to end, it wasn't that Wen Yanyou would definitely force her to face it.
If it weren't for Tiffany taking the initiative to find him in the waiting room that day, Wen Yanyou probably didn't even think that she would feel any guilt for Zhang Ziyan. Because the two have no connection at all, they haven't even spoken.
But Wen Yanyou knows that this smiling-eyed beauty is very kind and simple. She must not act as if nothing had happened, because of her state, it is obvious that she blames herself to the extreme. In fact, no one makes a big fuss, and it is always the truth of that sentence that dominates everything. Life. It's the heaviest thing.
No matter how indifferent a person is, he cannot ignore the passage of a life. It's hard for Moon Ye-woo, let alone Tiffany. Therefore, Wen Yanyou can understand her feelings, and he can only help her face it early and get rid of it as soon as possible.
Otherwise, the longer the time drags on, it will be bad for her physical and mental health. It's just that Wen Yangyou didn't think that he himself used to be like this, but just like that, let her face it under Wen Yangyou's own arrangement and guidance. Calmly, relieved, and come out.
"She wants to see you, but she's afraid to see you."
Moon Yee-woo looks at the photo. Speak softly.
In addition to Tiffany's cry, there are also Moon Yeong-woo's words, and then the wind.
Moon looked down at Tiffany in his arms and patted her on the back. Let her look at the photo: "You're already here, turn your head and say a few words to her." I'll wait for you over there. β
"No...... No!! β
Tiffany watched in a daze as Moon let go of her and stood up. Screaming and tugging at his sleeve and tugging at him.
Wen Yanyou bent down and rubbed her hair, and smiled gently: "Just in front, you can see me when you look up." β
"Don't ...... Don't leave!! β
Tiffany looked at Moon Yeon-woo, took her hand away little by little, smiled at herself, and walked slowly forward. And sure enough, he didn't go far, just kept a distance that he couldn't hear when he spoke, and just stood there still.
As soon as she raised her eyes to see him, Tiffany tried to look at the picture, slowly moving from cautious squinting to empathy. Zuihou leaned in front of him, crying and screaming something. Wen Yanyou couldn't hear it anymore.
Moon Ye-woo kept looking at Tiffany, not far away. In addition to crying, I could only watch her mouth move. He kept bending down to the photo and talking to the tombstone. From beginning to end, it has always been Tiffany who has resisted a little, and Moon Yee-woo has dominated everything. Dragged her in, let her face it, walked away by herself, and left her alone to sit there crying.
It's because Wen Yanyou understands the process and understands everything she endures in her heart. Even a single detail. So, he can easily grasp what to do to untie the knot in Tiffany's face to this poor woman. Crying bitterly, repenting and blaming herself in the face of that tombstone, she will slowly let go of her heavy burden.
Maybe she won't forget all this in the future, but at least she can put an end to it like herself. Just think that this used to be a complicated experience, Wen Yanyou couldn't do it herself, but I hope and want her to be able to.
They are all kind women, and they are all weak women. I shouldn't have gone through so much and endured so much. If he has to carry something, let him bear it himself...... Enough is enough.
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