Chapter 31: Dead

"Didi...... Tick-"

Jiang Liu opened his eyes, his eyes pierced by the sun's rays and wanted to cry, he looked around, and then looked at the vehicles coming and going on the road in front of him, and it turned out that he was asleep at the gate of the community.

"Dad...... You should be back, right?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Liu suddenly got together, and a numb and crispy feeling spread all over his body from the soles of his feet in an instant, he leaned against the wall, slowed down, and limped towards his home.

The door is not locked? Could it be that Dad is back?

Jiang Liu opened the door and rushed in.

"Dad?"

The room was still empty and there was no response.

"Dad?......"

Jiang Liu's heart sank, and after a night, his father didn't come back......

As if he had lost his soul, Jiang Liu fell on the sofa, and the sofa immediately sank into a big pit.

"Hey"

"Uncle...... Have you seen my dad?"

"Nope"

"Doodoo ......"

......

"Auntie ......"

"Nope"

......

It seems that no one cares if his dad is not there, and no one cares what is wrong with him......

Although these people are all close relatives of his father, they all seem to be very cold......

Jiang Liu sat on the sofa, holding his mobile phone in his hand, his eyes were very helpless, he didn't know where else his father could go, and he didn't know who else to call.

His stomach was so hungry, but he didn't have the table full of food and his father chattering on the side.

......

Time passed quickly, and Jiang Liu curled up on the sofa until evening.

The remnant sun outside the window is like blood, enveloping the capital and suppressing everyone's heart.

"Ding-dong...... Dingdong ......"

Jiang Liu looked up and looked at the door.

Could it be that I am hallucinating?

"Ding-dong...... Dingdong ......"

Jiang Liu jumped off the sofa, did not wear slippers, like a rabbit, jumped straight to the door.

"Dad?"

Jiang Liu opened the door excitedly, but the person in front of him was not his father.

"Who are you?"

Looking at the flat-headed and fierce-looking man in front of him, Jiang Liu involuntarily became much more cautious.

"Why, don't you know your uncle, can I go in and sit down?"

"Nonsense, I don't have an uncle"

Because of the excitement, the sound of the river was particularly loud. He tried to close the door fiercely, but was pushed open by Wu Rang, and the unsuspecting Jiang Liu staggered backwards and fell to the ground.

Wu Rang looked at Jiang Liu, who was sitting on the ground, with a look of grievance and anger, smiled, and then, without shaking his head, walked to the sofa, sat down, and crossed his legs high.

"You're as weak as your shitty daddy"

Wu Rang's voice was cold, without a trace of emotion.

"You're not qualified to talk about me, and you're not qualified to talk about my dad, you get out for me, get out......"

Jiang Liu exerted himself and roared.

However, all this seems to be regarded as nothing by Wu Rang, and in his opinion, only cowardly waste will roar and struggle.

"I warn you, be polite with me"

Wu Rang turned his back to the river, and his voice was still cold.

"Why do you care about me?"

"Why?"

"Just because of your waste daddy, you threw this burden on me...... CTM......”

"My dad, where's my dad? tell me, tell me, ......."

Jiang Liu's voice was still loud and panicked.

"Dead"

The two words Wu Rang said lightly, but his fists were clenched tightly, and his nails had pierced into his skin, and blood was dripping ......

"Dead, dead?"

"You lied to me, lied to me......"

"I don't believe it...... I don't believe it......"

In an instant, Jiang Liu's tears flowed.

"I'll tell you, your cowardly father died, died miserably, bleeding from seven holes, kneeling in front of your mother's grave, and when others found out, his body was crawling with flies, you said, disgusting ......"

Wu Rang's words instantly shattered the slightest extravagant hope in Jiang Liu's heart.

"Don't say it, don't say it......"

The river collapsed, but Wu Rang was a little aggressive.

"You say, it's disgusting, isn't it disgusting......"

Wu Rang's eyes were red, and there was a little more choking in his voice.

"Don't say it...... Please...... Than said......"

Jiang Liuna sat paralyzed on the ground, holding his head and covering his ears, in great pain.

Suddenly, Wu Rang got up, tidied up the clothes on his body, and looked at Jiang Liu sitting on the ground, his expression did not change in the slightest.

He didn't know how to care about people, or rather, in the more than ten years he had been in Tibet, cruelty was more suitable for survival than pity in the face of living creatures......

"Tomorrow morning, at eight o'clock, come to the office of the vice president of Beiwu Academy on time"

"Oh, by the way, I'll help you for the sake of your mother, who is my sister's face...... Outdated"

With a "bang", the door closed, and Wu Rang left, leaving only Jiang Liu, who was in a trance and had empty eyes.

"My dad died...... Dead ......"

"Hehehe......"

"Haha...... Dead ......"

Jiang Liu seems to be crazy, in fact, he is also going crazy.

The father who depended on each other, spoiled him, got used to him, and held him in the palm of his hand is gone.

In the future, how should he live?

Jiang Liu, who was tired of crying, fell directly to the ground and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, I woke up, still uncomfortable, and continued to cry......

......

It's already another morning

Wiping the tears from his face, Jiang Liu put on his shoes and went downstairs. Then, I flagged down a taxi and came to Nanshan Cemetery.

He knows the fucking tomb, but it's not too bad to come, every year Qingming, almost all of them are forced to come by his father.

He kept saying that his father was sorry for his mother, but he had some resistance to his mother, who he had never met, perhaps, this resistance was just from strangers......

Opposite the tombstone engraved with "The Tomb of the Dead Sister Wu Xiunan", there is a new tombstone, on which only one word "Tiger" is engraved.

This word was engraved by Wu Rang, and he wrote it with his fingers.

Jiang Liu knew that this tombstone belonged to his father, and no one would be buried opposite his mother, but why didn't they bury it together?

"Mom, Dad...... Do you think you're a good fit?"

Jiang Liu sat in the open space between the two tombstones, smiling rather than smiling, looking a little pitiful and a little desolate.

"Throw me down like this, and throw me to such a violent maniac......"

"I said it was my uncle, but ...... Who wants him to be his uncle......"

......

The more Jiang Liu spoke, the more excited he became, tears flowed down involuntarily, and his voice became louder and louder, and finally, he shouted directly at the top of his throat.

Maybe he was tired of shouting, Jiang Liu simply lay down, looking at the sky, the sun, shooting straight on his face, there was no warm feeling, but a little tingling......

Maybe he didn't sleep well all night, Jiang Liu said and said, he lay on the ground and fell asleep, he slept very quietly, not noisy, not noisy, not tears, because he was accompanied by his parents, at this time, he was not a lonely child who no one wanted.

He lay down in Nanshan Cemetery for a full day. Reluctantly glanced at the tombstone where the shadow was stretched out in the sunset, and Jiang Liutou left without looking back.

When he got home, he was already dark.

Jiang Liu couldn't cook, but he was hungry and wanted to cook some noodles to eat.

"I remember, my dad said it, but how do you cook it?"

"Like...... Yes, the water is boiling, below?"

"But...... How can the water be boiled?"

......

"Ah, why is it so hot"

......

Jiang Liu hurriedly blew on his reddened fingers, and he was already in tears.

Everything was so hard that he wanted to give up, but his stomach was still hungry, and he had to fill his stomach.

Before, when my dad was here, I didn't think it was so difficult......

After many difficulties, there was an extra white mass in the bowl.

"Vomit ......"

Jiang Liu hurriedly spit out the half-cooked noodles that he had eaten in his mouth.

Why is it so unpalatable......

Forget it, don't eat it.

In this way, hungry, Jiang Liu returned to his room.

He didn't turn on the light, he didn't see it, he felt less lonely, less lonely, and less uncomfortable!

Just when he was tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, Jiang Liu suddenly remembered something.

The man who called himself his uncle seemed to say that at eight o'clock today, let him go to Beiwu?

Looking at my phone, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening......

Forget it, if you don't go, you don't go, it's not a big deal.

Besides, he also saw that Wu Rang was not pleasing to the eye, so why did he accept Wu Rang's mercy, and if he didn't go, he would also make the self-righteous man eat and feel uncomfortable......

Wu Rang waited in the office for a day and did nothing.

"Hmph...... Kindly became a donkey's liver and lungs......"

Wu Rang was angry, no one dared to release his pigeons......