Chapter 11: The Man Who Lost to Love

You once said that you love the sea. Now you are buried by him by the sea. Are you happy?

Since Wanxiang arrived in Yibei, Xie Chen has always lived in this house, and has never slept outside no matter how late he is. The former workers were also dismissed because of Xie Chen's unfamiliarity. I have to thank the guests who came from afar today, there are three people in the empty room.

A few simple hometown dishes were hung on the top, and the dazzling lights illuminated it very clearly. Some of the discomfort is more comprehensive. People who pursue perfection only take out the brandy given by friends to decorate. The person who pursues perfection has passed the age of doing ridiculous things, and that is naturally Xie Chen's father. Although she has always lived abroad, she also understands the importance of respecting the etiquette of her elders. She sat next to Xie Chen.

Xie Chen's father reached out and took a goblet made of crystal glass and filled it with a little brandy. The cup was dyed dark, and Xie Chen's father held the wine to the white light, which was a little tempting. He stretched out his hand to Xie Chen. Asked again: "What do you want to order?" Zhong - Love?"

"Thank you uncle for your kindness, a glass of white water is fine." Zhong looked at Father Xie's posture and declined his kindness with a smile.

Xie Chen's father looked at it, put down the wine in his hand, and poured a glass of white water for Zhongqing. may have experienced too much, and the contented Yaxing is also the tranquility pursued by Xie Chen's father. He smiled and handed him a glass of water. Quipped out: "Love? Bell...... Feeling...... What a nice name. It's also your parents who have a heart. How long are you going to stay with me?"

"I still have courses. So tomorrow morning's plane. Zhong Qing glanced sideways at Xie Chen, who had not intervened, and said some polite words with a smile: "I will definitely trouble my uncle if I have the opportunity in the future." Here, I would like to say thank you. ”

Zhong Qing picked up the cup, nodded slightly in respect, and took a small sip of white water.

Xie Chen's father also smiled heartily when he heard this. Xie Chen raised his head slightly and squinted at his father, who had never smiled in his image.

When he was young, no one had ever seen him smile, but now, because of the daughter of an old friend who had been estranged for a long time, he could actually laugh. It seems that he is really old and really wants to find a home. But wasn't the current broken picture his doing?

Xie Chen turned around and swallowed a sip of wine.

"Why didn't I see my aunt here?" smiled lovingly, looked at Xie Chen's father's strange micro-expression, and then looked sideways at Xie Chen's sudden frozen movements. Zhong smiled even deeper, Xie Chen's father was still smiling, and Xie Chen continued his action of picking vegetables.

"She's dead." Xie Chen's father looked at the wine and answered the question of his love.

Xie Chen's expression was still the same senseless, he felt that the things he was chewing in his mouth were a little salty, and there was a little sweetness, and the strong discomfort felt his whole body, and he swallowed it forcibly, and his throat seemed to be suffering.

"I see." Zhong looked at Xie Chen with a provocative gaze for a long time. She was really curious to see what the effect would be if she said it again.

"Uncle and Chen's relationship seems to be somewhat...", Zhong said with a smile.

Xie Chen reached out and grabbed a piece of food for his father that he couldn't swallow just now.

Xie Chen's father was full of joy and responded, "How come? ”

Zhong Qing raised his eyes and looked.

"It seems that my uncle knows dust very well. I also want to maintain a close relationship with Dust like Xiaoyi. Is it convenient for uncle to reveal some? ”

Xie Chen's father forced a smile and responded, "Okay." ”

"Give Dust a piece of his favorite dish." It's really interesting to love to talk.

Xie Chen's father stretched out his hand and was pondering in front of a few dishes.

It's a bleak picture, do you believe that the refrigerator will understand cats?

Xie Chen approached and hugged Zhong Qing's waist, and asked with a smile: "You were still holding my hand just now, aren't you close enough now?" ”

This stalemate, which had been in a stalemate for a long time, finally ended because of Xie Chen's early departure.

Xie Chen stood under the night sky, looking up at the stars.

"How's the star?" Zhong Qing followed from behind, looking up at the star that Ye Yi had always protected with his life, and all the disdain he showed added to the grief and indignation of this matter.

The more I love it, the more funny it gets.

"Xiao Yi likes stars because you like them, right? And you like it only because your aunt likes it; Now that my aunt has passed away, you naturally don't like stars, and now only Xiaoyi really likes stars. Zhong Zhong deliberately observed Xie Chen's movements. Actually, you've never really liked anything like that. Shouldn't you tell me, I guessed right? ”

Xie Chen didn't respond, looking up at the stars, which seemed to be the same as she said, not bright.

"Auntie, on the day of her death, there were no news reports that a meteorite hit the earth, right? Even if, there is. I think you're safe and sound now. Zhong Qing said, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Do you want to be close to me like that?" Xie Chen's tilted head lowered, and instead glanced sideways at Love.

Zhong smiled affectionately, this matter had nothing to do with her.

"You don't think you're depriving me of my rights?" Zhong Zhong quipped.

"Nope." Xie Chen turned his head and responded.

In this place, the stars quickly dispersed. Xie Chen saw it until it was gone.

"It turns out that you are the one who mourns the deceased?" Zhong Qing grasped Xie Chen's key emotion, and asked again: "Then guess, will she know your pain now?" ”

Xie Chen didn't have any look on his face, and he was silent and didn't speak.

"Did I say something sensitive about you? Rest assured, that's all I know. Knowing too much, I'm afraid you're going to kill me. "I've been guessing, guessing without any information." So let's talk about Ye Yi now. ”

"I think we should talk more about us." Xie Chen looked at Zhong Qing sideways.

"I... Guys?" Zhong Qing's slightly furrowed brows stretched, and he responded with a smile: "What can we talk about?"

"When are you going to die in this scene?" After Xie Chen finished speaking, he left.

Zhong Qing just smiled, and this time he didn't follow Xie Chen.

The next day, love is leaving.

"What? Sent me by my father's orders?" Zhong Qing stood still and asked deliberately.

"No, voluntarily." Xie Chen helped Zhongqing open the car door and motioned for Zhongqing to go in. Zhong Qing gladly accepted. Say thank you. Xie Chen sat next to Zhong Qing.

The whole journey was not far from the airport, and no one took the initiative to say a word along the way.

After that, Xie Chen took the suitcase and sent Zhongqing to the boarding gate.

"Do you need to leave my contact details? I always felt like you'd bother me. Zhong Ai took the suitcase and said goodbye in her own way.

Xie Chen hesitated for a while, then handed Zhong Qing's mobile phone, but Zhong Qing didn't take it. Just replied: "Your father has my contact information, if you need to find him." ”

Xie Chen took back his phone and didn't say anything.

"Do you want to hug me? Xie Chen...... Mr. I'm afraid you'll be sad if you don't see me in the future. Zhong Qing looked at Xie Chen with a smile.

Xie Chen hesitated for a moment and took a few steps forward. Zhong Qing is not a person who can be reserved, and took the initiative to reach out and hang Xie Chen's neck. She turned her face sideways, leaned her lips on Xie Chen's ear, and said softly: "Chen, don't ask the dead in the middle of the night, is it worth it." It doesn't make any sense at all. ”

Xie Chen held his waist in love, and his lips reflected in his hair and said, "Miss Zhong reminded me that I was negligent." ”

When I was leaving, I left such a sentence in Yibei:

"Xiaoyi, except for him Xie Chen, are we as close as looking in the mirror? I'm looking forward to you more and more now, will you be better than me now? ”

Xie Chen went to his mother's grave.

The cemetery is located against the coast, and you can see it clearly every day from sunrise and sunset, and you can also vaguely see the coastline from this angle. But it's just a graveyard!

Xie Chen stood in front of the tomb, looking down at the portrait on the stele. She smiled so brightly, why was it black and white? Because that's how the living mourn the grave of the dead!

"You once said that you like the sea. Now you are buried by his own hands by the sea. Are you happy? Xie Chen asked mockingly.

No one responded, but the sound of the sea pounding on the shore could be heard clearly.

Xie Chen tilted his head and tried hard to turn back the tears. The sound of the waves suppressed the entire atmosphere, and Xie Chen slowly knelt down. Faced with the remains of his closest people, he bowed his head and remained silent.

Xie Chen did not see the scene of his mother's death with his own eyes. He's just heard a lot of answers from a lot of people. Mother's friend said that the mother herself went into the depths of the sea; The maid said that the mother had drowned in the bathtub by cutting her wrists. However, everyone knows that my mother was in a wheelchair many years ago!

Xie Chen knelt for an hour before he could bear to get up. When he got up, he stood up by pressing the tombstone, because his legs were numb! He hesitated for a long time before leaving the cemetery.

Remembering you, how far away from heaven is, how far away I am from this world.

Alcohol is the most comforting thing.

Xie Chen poured a large sip of wine into his mouth, and his entire mouth felt burned, and he reluctantly moistened his throat without frowning. He had just swallowed the 88.8% alcohol vodka.

When Xie Chen opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was all those trance lights, and then he closed his eyes tightly and opened them one after another, and he saw more clearly. The whole body was full of discomfort, and when he swallowed a second bite in a row, all that floated in his mind was phantoms, and dead bodies on the blood-stained red water surfaced in the bathtub, a wedding, a car accident, a dead sea, a wheelchair. The memories of this messed up order have been haunted in Xie Chen's mind.

The ringing of the mobile phone increased the irritability in Xie Chen's heart, Xie Chen endured the discomfort and took the mobile phone, it was Ye Yi's phone. Xie Chen was about to answer the phone, and the picture of a woman jumping into the sea resurfaced in his mind, and the false name of his beloved wife on the tombstone made him tremble with fright. He let go of his phone and covered his head with his hand, trying to relieve the pain. Then why is the name engraved on the tombstone now Ye Yi? Why so unfair?

Xie Chen closed his eyes tightly and reached out to touch the location of the phone. Without any clue, it took a long time to touch the phone, and he soaked the phone directly into the wine glass. His heart was quiet, but the fear in his heart grew clearer. It's like a countdown to a dead one...... III.2...... One......

Xie Chen pushed down the wine glass, and slowly opened his eyes, not quiet. The singing and dancing in the bar became more unrestrained. Xie Chen leaned his forehead on the table and muttered, "...... Lean for a while, three minutes for ......"

Three minutes is fine.

Three minutes later, Xie Chen still didn't look up. He can't hold his head up! Tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, and after his chin, he dripped to the ground.

Aren't you the tears? Can't afford it.

"I have been filial piety for you for three years, and I have passed filial piety."

……

It wasn't until the evening that Xie Chen was completely awake. Temporarily left Wuji and returned home. He didn't cry for more than three minutes, but he cried all the time!

Tomorrow, he made an appointment with a psychiatrist.