"You don't have to accompany me, go back," I said to Hatsura, who was busy pouring everything down.

"It's okay, I'll leave after you dinner." She smiled back.

I collapsed on the sofa and held my phone in a daze, listening to Chu Yan fiddling in the kitchen, and a sentence came to my mind blankly, "You don't know how to cook at all" I was in a daze until Chu Yan put the finished food on the coffee table in front of me. I got up lazily and ate with her, chewing something tastelessly. I don't want to talk, and Chunoline won't disturb me at this time. This has been going on for three days, after a silent cramming in some food. I walked back to my room with a blank face. This is probably the only person left of me besides my parents who can be so presumptuous and willful. A few minutes later, Hatsura walked in and lay down next to me, holding his head in his hand and asking, "Are you still so sad?" I closed my eyes and muttered, "Let me lose my memory." Chu Yan was speechless and lay back silently. The bell breaks the silence and is the first alarm. "You go to work," I looked at her, "then I'll come back after work, let's go out for a walk," she said, looking back as she got up and packed up. "Hmm." Wait for the first line to close the door. It was as if all the anger was shut out, and the room was full of dead silence and silence. I put on the quilt and barely relieved my tense nerves. Gradually, I became a little confused, as if some familiar scenes came one after another.

"Jingmo, you wait for me after work, I'll pick you up, and then we'll pick up Hatsuno, and then celebrate her birthday together." "Okay, I'll be a little late," I said with a smile. When I hung up the phone, I thought of Jiang Kan with a calm face, and I always had a warm sense of stability.

It's really easy and enjoyable to get off work. I turned off the computer and packed everything, and was about to get up to leave, when I saw Jiang Kan already pacing over. He took my camera and bag in my hand. Without hesitation, the other hand reached over and stopped in front of me, waiting for me. He was still looking at me quietly. I smiled warmly and put my hand in his palm. "Your hands are always so cold, tell you to wear more clothes," he said helplessly. I smiled silently and he walked out of the studio. He opened the door for me and sat down before turning and getting into the driver's seat. I was half-lying in my seat, looking sideways at the traffic around me. Everything is so quiet. The warm sense of satisfaction and unwavering sense of security made me a little greedy for the beauty of the present. Unconsciously smiled. I could feel Jiang Kan tilt his head and look at me with a gentle smile in his eyes. I also looked back at him quietly and smiled slightly, "What do we ask Hatsunoto to eat?" "You love hot pot, let's go eat hot pot." "It's not good, if you invite her to eat hot pot on her birthday, then we will deduct more." "I don't think so," he laughed heartily. I gave him a funny look. After work is the peak period of congestion, Jiang Kan and I chatted in a few words in the boring time of walking and stopping, he always faced me with a sincere and warm smile, and I also habitually enjoyed this feeling quietly, with a little warmth. It is this kind of leisurely and comfortable feeling that Jiang Kan can always make me feel stable and down-to-earth. Even if we don't speak, we never feel embarrassed, we don't feel empty. He was the only one who gave me all the security, so I relied on him most of the time, even craving the feeling of being with him. But we both knew that I hadn't fallen in love with him so much, and perhaps he knew that better than I did. We talked and laughed so much, but we didn't notice that there were snowflakes, small pieces of snowflakes, gently falling on the shoulders of passers-by, on the ground, under the street lamp. Suddenly, it warmed the whole world. Gradually, the snowflakes have a tendency to flutter, from scattered to fluttering. The warm yellow light reflects the crystal translucent. The extended road is shrouded in an indescribable sense of mystery, as if a light veil looms around the body, hazy and distant. I quickly took out my camera and fiddled with the focal length and parameters. Gently poking out his head and pressing the shutter, "You slow down, be careful." Jiang Kan leaned over and held my body. I turned back to him and just smiled sweetly and didn't speak.

Vehicles slowly evacuated. The owner of the car in the back was already impatiently honking, and I was a little panicked. "It's okay, you finish filming first." Jiang Kan's steady voice came. I took the last one and shrunk it in and looked at him happily. He smiled dotingly at me. The horn of the car behind sounded crisply. I was embarrassed and said, "Let's go, the man should scold us." Jiang Kan smiled and drove the car. I started looking at the photo I had just taken. After tidying it up, let Jiang Kan enjoy it one by one. He quipped, "Your little body also hides a lot of energy." It would be perfect if you could take our wedding photos. "I'm very expensive to take pictures." I looked at him. "Then just smash the store and rob people." I laughed and didn't say anything. As he spoke, he arrived downstairs in the first company. She was already pacing back and forth there. I didn't wait for Jiang Kan and ran out of the car directly. "Oh my God, you're dying slowly, like a snail. I'm almost frozen into a statue. Hatsuro said as he reached into my coat pocket. I took her hand and giggled. Jiang Kan had already walked over with a large bunch of pure white stars and handed it to me, and wrapped a scarf around me. I took the starry sky and handed over my sincere hands and offered "Ye Chulin, happy birthday, I wish you another year older." "Oh, no ring?" Chu Yan's posture swayed, and he teased me with a shy and twisted face. "Glamorous slut." I said mercilessly.

In the end, we came to a Chinese restaurant that Chu Lao liked very much, and the environment was elegant and quiet. Chu Yan used her milk strength to order a full table, all of which she and I loved to eat. On her 25-year-old middle-aged birthday, she ate unceremoniously. And satisfied, and shameless proposed to go to the bar. I looked at the uninterrupted snow outside, and my heart was inexplicably excited. Something I've wanted to do until now but haven't been able to do it. "Then we'll buy a lot of beer and get drunk while stepping on the snow." I looked at them both with sparkling eyes.

I didn't sleep very peacefully, it was blurry for a while, I seemed to turn over sideways in a haze, and then I walked in a daze, and the picture cut back to the overpass under the bustling neon lights, still the three of us, still familiar with them. I seemed to be a little drunk, and I was gently held by Jiang Kan. I took my beer and saluted the moon with the two of them. Chu Yan hummed the latest song intermittently: "A cup of respect for the sun, a cup of respect for the moonlight." I laughed silly. Almost, let's go back, you'll catch a cold after a long time. I looked up at Jiang Kan with a flushed face, and his face was also a little red. You've drunk so much, don't you don't like beer? I asked stupidly, "It's okay, I'll drink with you." "Let's leave before you get addicted, it's my birthday." Chu Yan complained loudly, "Then go to my house and drink until dawn." Chu Lao and I happily played around and hugged Jiang Kan and walked off the overpass. The scene switches again, in a warm room, with my favorite large floor-to-ceiling window, and the three of us are leaning on the carpet in front of the window, still chatting and drinking beer in our hands. I'm already sick to my stomach and can't get it in. I ran into the bathroom and vomited. Jiang Kan came over and patted me gently on the back. I couldn't stop throwing up. Until I vomited out my stomach and had no strength, I closed my eyes tiredly and collapsed, as if something caught me, and it was Jiang Kan who was holding me when I opened my eyes. I heard the movement again in a daze, as if it was still the sound of Chu Yan and Jiang Kan touching wine bottles. Jingle fell asleep again.

The picture is still switching, it's so messy, it's the sound of crying mixed with the sound of scolding. From the mess of the house to the white hospital. This is the smell of disinfectant that was once familiar. A large crowd gathered in front of the door of the operating room. Chu Yan half hugged me trembling. We were all in silent tears. A very elegant middle-aged woman walked up to me and looked me directly. I didn't dare to face her head-on. She grabbed my arm and pulled it in front of the operating room door, "Don't you know that he has a bad stomach?" Why are you still standing here, and why aren't you lying inside?" I was pushed to the ground by her, and there was no rebuttal. Chu Yan came forward to help me and said, "I'm sorry Aunt Jiang, yesterday was the wine of the three of us, Jing Mo she was the first to get drunk, it was I who also pulled Jiang Kan to drink together, and then we were all drunk and unconscious, so we didn't find Jiang Kan uncomfortable, we didn't want to do such a thing, blame me, don't put the blame on Jing Mo." "The door opened abruptly in our stalemate. The doctor was surrounded by us in an instant. "How's it going, doctor. What the hell is going on? Everyone asked.

"Who is the family, please deal with the aftermath. The patient's severe gastric bleeding was not properly handled, and it caused suffocation in Ou Tu, which caused the brain to lack oxygen for too long, and the brain cells have been necrotic, and we are sorry for the failure of the rescue. The doctor professionally announced the answer. I don't know why, at this moment, I was so clear in front of every picture, and somehow I suddenly stiffened my expression, without joy, anger and sorrow, without the slightest emotion, and without crying a single tear. I silently endured everyone's accusations and insults. and Chu Yan, even if he was slapped a few times by his mother and sister, he was still expressionless. "Why didn't you die?" Her sister stood there staring at me and asked faintly. It felt really cold. I looked at her sister for a long time, and I couldn't say a word.

The screen is still switching in the order of memory. It was at a black and dreary funeral. The irony is that the weather is not the violent storm it should be, nor is it a drizzle of haze and heavy haze. It was an unusually clean and bright sunny day. It's just that after such a heavy snowfall, the breath is exceptionally cold and sunny. Many people are there, black and oppressive, solemn and solemn, out of place in such a bright sunshine. The figures of Chu Yan and I approached Jiang Kan's tombstone little by little, but after all, we couldn't get in touch. Yes, we are not welcome to all. It's not the first time that those unbearable words and reprimands have been scolded, but they still fill the cells and blood all over the body. In the end, it was her sister, and it was her every time, always so lightly, even silently, that separated us. It's like two people who have never been separated by a whole time and space. Because she asked me softly, "You don't want his funeral to be peaceful, do you?" Then disappear. The last glance was a mocking chuckle left by me. Not to laugh at them, but to myself. I'm not worthy to say anything, and I'm not worthy to explain. Anyway, it's always been in line with me who is so silent.

I finally struggled to open my eyes from the dream, and they were empty. Headache terrible. The brain is working so clearly. The expressions of everyone in the dream were all in the eye. I closed my eyes again and prepared to go to sleep. But it's difficult. Jiang Kan's face, Jiang Kan's family. Jiang Kan's sister flashed again and again. I got up, got my sleep pills, took a small handful, and collapsed on the bed again. Another half hour passed. I reluctantly got up and poured out a few more pills, but at this moment I just wanted to go to bed quickly. I hesitated and poured out more. Finally, only half an hour later, fatigue hit. It's so strong that it's irresistible. I closed my eyes deeply and fell asleep peacefully.