Ji Yunzhou recalled what happened this weekend, as if he couldn't find any excuses.

Hanging up the phone, he closed his eyes slightly.

Cover your face with the back of your hand.

When he came back from his parents' house, he had been lying on a recliner by the floor-to-ceiling window.

Tonight, he doesn't have the strength to speak, the woman wants to roar, let her vent, she will still be a hero when she wakes up tomorrow!

Thinking about it, his consciousness began to blur, and he seemed to be about to fall asleep, and his dreamlike thoughts suddenly drifted far away.

……

"They will be baptized by the sun, the moon, morning and dusk......"

The lingering mourning is full of deep sorrow, mixed with the raindrops, piercing through the branches and leaves of the forest

A black sedan floated into the boardwalk outside the cemetery.

What is this sound? Who are they mourning?

When he opened his eyes, Ji Yunzhou turned his face and looked out of the window in confusion, only to see that on the lawn not far from the forest, three men in black dresses stood in front of a gray-white tombstone standing from the ground, holding an umbrella in one hand and a book jacket in the other, and intermittently praising the deceased's morality.

Yes, the sound he heard in his daze was from them.

His gaze moved back, his eyebrows locked deeply.

Standing behind the three seemed to be a father and son, both in black suits.

They each held an umbrella, lowered their faces slightly, and held small hands with their big hands.

After the man in the black dress finished reading, when they bowed to each other and said goodbye, Ji Yunzhou saw a very familiar face hidden under the black umbrella, it was his half-brother Ji Yuntian!

So they're in—

Mourn his parents!

Ji Yunzhou had a hot current in his chest for a while, and it took two minutes to come back to his senses, and he understood that what had passed away would not come back.

When I was in college, I had no other relatives except my brother.

But he wondered very much, wasn't he in a coma because of an accident before?

He also dreamed that he was back in carefree junior high school.

That year, when he was in junior high school, he went to an international medical conference and met his mentor.

A mysterious medical mentor takes him to an isolated laboratory.

At that time, he couldn't give his parents a ride at home, and this time, he missed the last goodbye to his parents.

His parents and family are his only warmth.

It shouldn't be! It really shouldn't!

He raised his fist and slammed it down on his head, and his whole qi pulse was about to be reversed, as if he was dizzy and trembling.

What the hell happened to him?

I vaguely remember that others told him that his illness was called paranoia, which was left over from that accident.

Sometimes it's good and sometimes it's bad.

Sometimes, when you get sick, you don't remember anything.

Like this weekend, he didn't remember anything when he got home.

……

The elder brother Ji Yuntian seemed to say a few words of thanks to the three praisers, and then led a childish boy towards the car.

The thoughts in his mind were confused for a while before Ji Yunzhou stood up from the backrest.

Inadvertently, he followed again, and the three middle-aged men in black dresses who were about to walk out of the forest.

There were several cars parked in front of them, and a graceful woman was holding her mobile phone and making calls around the car in front of her.

Seeing a few people coming out of the woods, she hurriedly ended the call.

And greeted Ji Yuntian, at this moment, Ji Yunzhou, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, saw that the lady who was calling was his mother's best friend who had been doing business together when she was young, Du Manzhu.

"Yuntian, it's still your two brothers who are filial! It's been in vain that your parents have been gone for three years, and you are still thinking about it so much, what a good son! ”

Ji Yuntian lowered his head slightly, and his voice was choked: "This is what a son should do." ”

He said a few words to Du Manzhu, bowed slightly, and then led the little boy to the side of the car, opened the back seat door, and stuffed the child into the car.

Seeing Ji Yunzhou who woke up, Ji Yuntian got into the driver's seat and looked behind him slightly, and his sad eyes froze: "Yunzhou, are you awake?" It doesn't hurt in the head, does it? ”