Chapter 429: Flying over the city
According to Lao Shi's explanation, after leaving the abyss, I found the two people who were guarding nearby. This should also be Lu Fangding's person, very faceless, I haven't seen it before. Their accents are all Huayang accents, although it is only the first time to deal with them, but I think these two people are reliable, and they have been guarding for so long in this kind of place where birds don't, ordinary people can't do it, and they need to have perseverance and credit.
The other party has never seen me, but he must have been instructed in advance, and he was very enthusiastic to help me pick up the little things I carried. I found that they took care of my emotions very well, and I am not a ghost now, and anyone who sees it will feel very strange and even frightened even if they don't say it. But these two people talked and laughed freely, completely treating me as a normal person, without the slightest strange expression.
Some people are just self-acquainted, and when they meet for the first time, they are chatting enthusiastically. We walked and talked to each other, although my mood was not very good, but listening to the accent of my hometown and looking at their enthusiastic attitude, it was still better than when I was walking alone.
We walked all the way, chatted all the way, and the two of us did not hide it, and we talked about a lot of things between small talks. They are all about thirty-three or fourteen years old, and they have been following Lu Fangding since more than ten years ago. Lu Fangding is very good to them, and the treatment is very generous.
I think this is Lu Fangding's concept of taking precautions, usually raising some people, only paying, not asking for returns, but he is equivalent to buying the lives of these people in advance, and when he needs it, these people will work for him.
They had a car hidden outside the Danmeng Basin, and as soon as we walked out, we set off to the interior. This road went back and forth many times, there was nothing to say, and I returned to Huayang smoothly.
After returning to Huayang, I was still the same as last time, I didn't immediately contact the original Sihai and them, and I didn't show my head, just stayed in the car. I couldn't look like anyone anymore, sitting in the car and smoking cigarette after cigarette. The two companions were very patient and sat with me for most of the day.
At that time, Lao Shi asked me to go back to Huayang and deal with the things that should be handled, but after I came back, I was at a loss, what could I deal with? I don't want to meet with them, just call and talk a few words. If I really meet, the other party will definitely make a fuss and ask when they see my current state, I am afraid that I will have suppressed emotions in my heart again.
I thought about it for a long time, and finally picked up my phone and made a call to Yuan Sihai.
After all, it has been a long time since he has been in contact with Yuan Sihai, and he was pleasantly surprised when he received the call. Coincidentally, Mediterranean just came to Huayang from the new city to talk to Yuan Sihai about things. Now they are very close working together, and the two of them can't wait to wear a pair of pants.
I called, but I didn't know what to say. There is actually no obstacle to communicating with these two people, after all, they are old acquaintances, but it is still my own problem, many things that I could say and want to say before, are all buried in my heart at this moment.
They had to meet, and I politely excused them.
I don't want to make a bad impression on them. A person's appearance doesn't tell the whole story, but I still want them to think of me as a person when they talk about me a long time later, and they will think of me as normal before.
"Brother, there's something I don't know if I should tell you." Mediterranean took the original Sihai's mobile phone over there, and his tone suddenly became a little low, I know the Mediterranean better, and generally his tone is in a dilemma.
"What's the matter, just say it, what else can't we say between us?"
"Yes, they are all good brothers, they should be outspoken, but it's just ......" Mediterranean hesitated for at least two minutes on the other end of the phone before cautiously saying to me: "You haven't been in the mainland these days, and you don't know about some things...... I wanted to find a chance to talk to you after we met...... Right now...... Let's say it...... Brother, every day....... Gone......"
"No more...... my mind suddenly dizzy, and the last thing I wanted to see finally happened.
Tian Tian's character, I know very well, she is a stubborn person, her past memories are gone, she only remembers a person named Kubrudanza.
All she could recall was what she had experienced in this time and space. For so many years, she has worked hard and suffered a lot in order to find the person who appeared in her dreams countless times. This kind of life is actually not what she wants, but she has to do it for the sake of her long-cherished wish.
By the time she actually finds the person she's been looking for, she'll probably be able to recall a lot of memories of the past.
She is very different, probably the most alternative person in this world, just like a person who has saved up a lifetime of money and bought something that he has been thinking about for a long time, but the thing has just been bought and thrown away.
Mediterranean couldn't see my expression now, but he knew that my heart must have turned upside down. He persuaded him on the phone, and then told me that Tian Tian might have some incurable disease, and there was no cure. Before she died, she had a conversation with the Mediterranean.
Mediterranean wanted her to contact me and tell me directly if she had anything to say. But I refused every day, and I happened to be unable to contact me at that time, so Mediterranean secretly called me, but I didn't get through.
Mediterranean felt that even if he didn't see me every day, he would definitely have to say what he wanted to say. However, Tian Tian still didn't say anything, she just chatted with the Mediterranean for a while, and the business in her hand had been dealt with a lot, and the remaining part of the business that she didn't have time to deal with was transferred to the Mediterranean.
In fact, during her conversations with Mediterranean, I was rarely mentioned from beginning to end.
The Mediterranean doesn't understand what it means, but I do. The more I don't say anything every day, the less likely I am to forget her. Just like she can't forget Kubrudenza, no matter how much time has passed, no matter how many lives of reincarnation and vicissitudes she has experienced, she can't erase that figure from her heart.
What kind of disease did Tian Tian have, Mediterranean did not know, he asked, Tian Tian did not say. Mediterranean judged that maybe it was really a disease that could not be cured, and she handled a lot of business every day, but there was always money for treatment, but she finally gave up. She probably didn't want to let herself suffer from the pain of treatment, be tortured to the point of being inhuman, and end up dying.
It's not a bad thing for flowers to wither when they're at their most blooming, because they leave people with the best aspects of their lives.
Tian Tian knew very well that even if she didn't leave me anything, Mediterranean would definitely tell me what was going on. She believed that I could understand her.
On the evening of her conversation with Mediterranean, she jumped from the top of one of the tallest buildings in the new town.
She once told me that she wanted to know what it would be like to jump from the highest point in a city.
My heart felt like it was being hit by a heavy hammer, and it hurt so much that it was already wooden. After not hearing my reply for a long time, Mediterranean felt remorseful and apologized vigorously, saying that he really shouldn't have told me about it at this time.
"Brother Hai, it's okay." I was in a trance, and for a moment, I even forgot where I was now.
Mediterranean said a lot of comforting words, but these words were useless after all. When a person is in a situation from which he cannot extricate himself, it is useless to comfort anyone, because it is only comfort, and it does not help. No matter how much comfort there is, every day is gone.
I think for other people, dying every day may be a tragedy. But maybe not a bad thing for her. She was completely liberated and could fly in her own sky.
I still have something I want to say to Yuan Sihai, but now I don't feel in the mood at all.
After hanging up the phone, I told the driver to go somewhere. The other party didn't say a word, started the car and left, I showed him the way, and came to Xiaomao's hotel from Huayang.
By the time we arrived, it was already about 10 p.m., and the tavern looked ready to close. I called Xiao Mao's phone, and through the car window, I could see Xiao Mao coming out of the restaurant to answer the phone.
I feel that if there is anyone who can really understand me and don't have to look at me strangely, it is Xiaomao.
"Business is good." I looked at Xiao Mao through the car window, and said into my phone: "You're closed, let's have two drinks." ”
My feeling is right, I am unrecognizable now, but Xiao Mao really didn't show any superfluous expressions, he was still the same as before.
Xiao Mao took me to a private room from the back door of the small restaurant, and then cooked two dishes himself. We sat face to face drinking, and I listened silently when he said his own business.
He told me that life is very peaceful now, and the three of them run this small restaurant, doing conscientious business, and they don't make much money, but they are very happy.
Xiao Mao is a person who understands others very well, and he knows what kind of mood I will feel after becoming like this, so he has been telling some funny things, talking about the bits and pieces in the restaurant, and the funny scenes when working with bricks. He laughed as he spoke, and before the two of them knew it, they drank half a bottle of wine.
Xiao Mao poured me wine again, and I picked up my glass, and I really wanted to say something. Xiao Mao should be the one who can talk to the most people I know, but my heart seems to be empty, and the thousands of words I want to say have turned into dust and smoke before I have time to say them.
I didn't speak, Xiao Mao talked for a while, and then lowered his head and didn't say anything. The atmosphere was silent for a moment, and when Xiao Mao raised his head again, I saw a tear overflowing from the corner of his eye.