"Come on, Xiao Ji, drink this bowl of fish soup." Natsuki's mother took a small bowl of soup from the soup bowl and carefully delivered it to Natsuki.

Xia Ji took a spoonful with a spoon and put it in his mouth, and suddenly the fragrant and tender taste melted in his mouth, and he looked at his mother's delicately maintained face, and grinned not much. He had already guessed the way his mother wanted to speak and stopped. Sure enough, in the next second, my mother spoke: "Is there a girl you like recently?" ”

Natsuki took a sip of soup and shook his head.

"Not yet, so mom introduced you?" The smile on the mother's face is still there, "Recently, the daughter of the old Zhang family came back from studying in the UK, I think you can get to know her?" ”

"Mom, I don't want to fall in love now, you can introduce me." Xia Ji thought that his refusal was quite tactful, and he expected that his mother would have a black face in the next moment, Xia Ji took his mother's bowl unhurriedly, and also put a bowl of soup in front of his mother, "Mom, don't be angry, drink soup." Then he lowered his head and felt the deliciousness of the fish soup, and the figure of a person gradually appeared in his mind, who was like a monkey, jumping up and down beside him.

Xia Ji noticed his inexplicable smile, and then quickly put it away, and even looked at his parents weakly.

At this time, the father was holding his mother's hand, "The child is old and has his own opinions, so it's useless for you to be anxious." ”

"He's 28 years old, it's time to start a family!" Mother said with a horizontal eye, and Xia Ji drank the soup indifferently.

The morgue is cooler than the autopsy center. The medical examiner will only appear in the morgue when the cause of death is needed to determine the cause of death. And Xia Ji appeared in the morgue a few years ago when he just entered the industry, and he never thought that one day he would appear in the hospital morgue again because of his loved ones.

"Car accident, killed on the spot." When my father said this, it was like his own tone when he was reporting to Team Joe, without any emotion. But my father's head was always lowered, his hands resting on the doorknob of the morgue door, and his back bent over.

There were many bodies in the morgue, and he didn't need to identify which one was his mother, and the doctor was standing near her.

Under the snow-white cloth was a lifeless corpse, Xia Ji still couldn't believe it was his mother, "Mom, you still have to give me a blind date!" You sleep here, it's not suitable. Tears couldn't wait to jump out of his eyes, he wanted to see his mother jump out of bed, telling himself that it was her mischievous joke, "Don't play, I promised you to go see the old Zhang girl, Mom, Mom?" ”

……

"Come on, Xiao Ji, drink this bowl of fish soup." Natsuki's mother took a small bowl of soup from the soup bowl and carefully delivered it to Natsuki.

Xia Ji took a spoonful with a spoon and put it in his mouth, and suddenly the fragrant and tender taste melted in his mouth, and he looked at his mother's delicately maintained face, and grinned not much.

But the next second, the mother's smiling face began to shed tears. Big, big, keep rolling down.

"Mom, why are you crying?" Natsuki doesn't know why.

"Mom can't bear you, Mom can't see you get married!"

Xia Ji lowered his head and smiled, "Mom, what did you say?" Aren't you in good shape? ”

"Promise Mom, take care of your dad, take care of yourself." The mother's figure gradually became transparent.

"Mom, don't you go, okay?" Xia Ji choked up, "You're gone, who will make fish soup for me?" I won't let you go. He clasped his mother's hand.

Mother laughed, and he laughed too. His mother's hand was as warm as ever, and Natsuki believed that his mother would not leave, so he picked up the bowl and drank the fish soup.

But when he raised his eyes, his mother was nowhere to be seen, but it was Jonan who saw him.

When is it, still thinking about him. Xia Ji laughed at himself, but he kept staring at Qiao Nan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"You're sick." Jonan said.

"I was really sick, and I dreamed that my mother was gone." Xia Ji sat up from the bed and hung his head, "I know it's a dream that my mother is gone." ”

"Actually, I'm scared." He choked up, "I'm so scared, my mom is really gone, what should I do." ”

"By the way." Jonan's voice was deep.

"My mom is still here, don't talk nonsense, I'm just afraid she's gone." Xia Ji fell asleep again, his head covered in the quilt, "It's the first time I don't want to dream of you, I have to wake up." ”

I don't know how long it took, Xia Ji opened his eyes, and the room was very dark.

So he got out of bed and opened the ink-colored floor-to-ceiling window, even if the sky was not very bright, it took Xia Ji a long time to get used to the light source.

Outside the window, the city seems to be still sleeping.

The clock on the bedside table was ticking in the dim light, and it was almost six o'clock in the morning.

This is the time when the mother gets up. After Xia Ji left the room, he shouted to the silent living room: "Mom, I have breakfast today." He sat down at the dining table in the living room.

A few minutes later, the previously expressionless Gao Leng Xia Ji burst into tears.

"Mom."