Li Wanran's body was cremated.

For this reason, Liu Changqing contacted Li Quanzhang, who had not been in touch since the farewell five years ago.

When he saw Li Wanran's body, his face didn't seem to reveal too sad a look, but he just sighed heavily.

It seems that he has a premonition of such an ending.

The latter will be arranged by the other party.

A funeral was held two days later.

There were not many people who came, plus Liu Changqing and his family, the number of people on the scene did not exceed ten.

On site.

As the son of the deceased, Liu Zhiyue did not shed tears, but the red eyes seemed to confirm that he had cried in private.

On the contrary, Liu Xiazhi cried very sadly.

Her biological mother may have brought her a lot of painful memories, but after all, she was the person she longed for when she was a child, and she hadn't seen her for so many years, so she was fragile and hugged An Yuanyao on the side crying.

Such a mother and daughter, who are not related by blood, hugged each other and wept bitterly for the woman in the black and white photo.

This scene was all taken into Liu Changqing's eyes.

After everything was taken care of, a few days had passed.

The originally cheerful family atmosphere was more or less affected by Li Wanran's death, and it seems that it is no longer the same.

Zhou Shiyan also rushed back from school, and when she saw Liu Zhiyue, who was in a very poor mental state, she didn't say anything in distress, but just took care of the other party carefully.

And Liu Changqing is just a person, comforting the depressed mother and daughter.

comforting......

His wife and daughter.

He was also uncomfortable.

That night, he drove away from his home alone and returned to the starting point.

The old house where I lived in.

After many years, this place is still not demolished, and continues to stand firm in the city, a few years ago, Liu Changqing also asked someone to clean it from time to time, but he has never cleaned this house in the past two years.

When he returned to this house.

The smell in the air was very similar to the smell he had smelled when he first came into this world.

Silently came to the former bedroom.

From the drawer at the base of the bed, he pulled out the wooden box he had left here.

Open it.

It contained the things left behind by the original Liu Changqing.

There were some old toys that the original body had bought for the children, and a divorce certificate, as well as ...... One of the few group photos.

The photo was taken by Li Wanran and her original body when she was young.

The woman with an indifferent look on her face seemed to be able to feel the dislike in the other party's heart even in the photo.

This is in strong contrast to the brilliant original body that is smiling on the side.

Liu Changqing didn't say anything, just lit a cigarette, and he smoked again after quitting smoking for so many years.

It seems that I want to say goodbye to something.

Flipping through them one by one, the five photos were quickly finished.

There's nothing to see, Li Wanran in these five photos has a single expression, as if she is coping with taking pictures.

Looking at these in front of him, knowing that Li Wanran was still dead, he didn't seem to have a sense of revenge.

On the contrary, there is some tightness in the chest.

Sitting alone on the bed board, Liu Changqing, who was holding these photos in his hand, just muttered softly to the air in front of him.

"It's not what you want it to ......"

The voice was very low, as if he was talking to someone.

It was a long time before he put the picture in his hand next to the bed.

Get up and go to the table, ignoring the dust that falls on it, and write something on it with your fingertips.

This time, Liu Changqing didn't write it out immediately.

Instead, after thinking about it for a long time, he wrote out the names of his parents in the previous life uncertainly.

Look at the names presented on the table.

That's the name of my real parents.

The names of the parents in the previous life.

Liu Changqing, whose body was almost forty years old, felt that it was becoming a little difficult to breathe at this moment.

He raised his slightly trembling hand and went on to light a cigarette.

After a few sharp puffs, the dullness in his chest became even stronger, and at some point, two tear stains slipped from the corners of his eyes.

Sensing this, he wiped the corners of his eyes with his hand holding a cigarette.

Talking to himself with a crying voice.

"Dad...... Mother...... Am I doing it wrong......"

At this moment.

Liu Changqing, who has never shed tears, is ...... in this world

The first one cried out.

He thought that if his father was here, he would definitely reprimand him harshly, saying that he was a big man crying like a.

His mother might slap him on the back, reprimand him a few words, and then turn her head to comfort him.

He never thought to endure all this.

He was just forced to come to this world and was forced to receive Liu Changqing's body in this world.

Even though he knew everything, as time went on, the memories of his parents became more and more blurry and less and less recalled.

In essence, he is just a young man who has just walked out of school for a few years, and an ordinary person who has just moved from his family to society.

has never been able to forgive Li Wanran, and he just wishfully thinks that he has no way to make a decision for the original body that has died.

Because he can clearly realize the hatred of this body for Li Wanran's mother and daughter.

That unwillingness, that regret......

And that deep love.

In this moment, in this old house where there was only himself.

Liu Changqing took off all his defenses, as if he was venting, and told his distress to the empty room.

He would love to see his parents.

I really want to eat a meal cooked by my mother, and I also want to go fishing in my own car with my father to the river.

It's a pity that there is no way.

Two worlds.

Not connected.

Without the slightest concern for the dust on the desktop, Liu Changqing lay on it, muttering inaudible words in his mouth.

I don't know how long it took, but the mobile phone in his pocket interrupted his venting at this moment.

After Liu Changqing noticed this movement, he was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he touched his tears and sniffed his nose vigorously.

Then he pretended to be okay and answered the phone.

On the other end of the line, it was his wife.

An Yuanyao.

[Changqing, where are you...... The study didn't find you either, and the meal was ready. 】

“……”

Listening to the slightly worried voice of his wife on the other end of the phone, Liu Changqing seemed to be stupid and didn't say a word.

It wasn't until An Yuanyao on the other end of the phone asked again that he responded.

"Go out and run some errands, and I'll go back now."

After speaking, he hung up the phone in his hand.

In the room, Liu Changqing sat silently.

Looking at the name of his parents on the desktop in front of him, he had just written down by himself.

Raise your hand.

Wipe it clean.

He then stood up and put the crate back in its place, leaving only a few photographs from it.

He took it all in his hands and strode out of the room.

Left...... This former home.

Finding an open space, Liu Changqing used the cigarette case, which he had smoked, as a starting point, and burned the five photos in his hand.

When everything was done, I silently watched the photo burn, and added some paper in the process.

It wasn't until it was burned that I got up and went back to the car.

Drove away from the place.

When I got home, I just got out of the car and saw An Yuanyao anxiously waiting in front of the door.

After seeing my husband driving back, I didn't say much.

Just ran in the direction he was, hugging him tightly.

Liu Changqing, who had just gotten out of the car, almost didn't stand firm, but fortunately, because of the car behind him, he didn't let him fall to the ground.

His body stiffened slightly, and it took a while before he hugged the other man with his backhand.

Feel the temperature of the other person's body.

After a long time, Liu Changqing slowly lowered his eyes.

He spoke softly.

"I'm back."

Stealing incense