Jiayu

Shen Yan hugged her tightly, put aside her usual scruples and prudence, only regretted not coming back earlier, not being able to be with Song Jin from the beginning.

"...I'll be with you...cry...it will feel better if you cry..." Hesitating again and again, Shen Yan didn't say any words of comfort, after all, the pain of losing a loved one It's not something that can be comforted by a few words, all he can do now is to accompany Song Jin.

Song Jin wrinkled the hem of Shen Yan's clothes and trembled so hard, but she was only weeping silently, and could not hold back a sob.

Tears wet the skirts of their clothes, the two maintained this awkward posture for a long time, and Song Jin finally raised his head.

His cheeks were flushed from crying, and his eyes were also swollen. Seeing him like this, Shen Yan remembered Mr. Sun's painting, in which the little Song Jin was also crying and her face was flushed.

At that time, he also teased Song Jin for being a little crybaby, and secretly wondered if Song Jin would still cry like she did when she was a child when she grew up.

Even if he wanted to bully Song Jin, seeing him tearful like when he was a child, he would just do it once, and he would be reluctant to part with it any more, and then he would patiently coax him back and make him laugh again.

But now I just feel reluctant to let go, I just hope that from now on, Song Jin will not cry again, Shen Yan carefully wiped the tears off his face with a handkerchief.

Song Jin opened her dry eyes wide, looked at him without blinking, and said in a hoarse voice for a while, "Thank you!" Thank you for coming back!

Thanks for what?Shen Yan didn't ask, put away the veil, gently rubbed the corners of his red eyes, pulled him up and took two steps slowly, knelt for a long time, his legs were already numb, and softly discussed: "Go eat something Let’s get something, can we cook some porridge?”

After Song Jin agreed, Lin Ming, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, replaced Song Jin and asked him to rest in the bedroom for a while. Lin Ming didn't mind, but Song Jin didn't want to enter their wedding room right now.

In the end, Shen Yan took Song Jin back to his home, Shen Yan held Song Jin's hand tightly, and returned home quickly.

Everything was as usual at home, but the strange thing was that the Song family next door didn't look like there was going to be a funeral at all, and there wasn't even an elegiac couplet at the door.

"She said it was unlucky, and Auntie is not from the Song family, so the mourning hall is not allowed to be set up here." Song Jin explained in a low voice, her tone was flat, without any emotion.

No wonder the mourning halls are set up at Lin Feng's house? !Shen Yan got angry when he heard that, but he also knew that now is not the time to entangle, on the contrary, not setting up the mourning hall at Song's house can save some trouble, but when the funeral is over, there will be a lot to settle.

Unlock the door.

Put Song Jin on the chair, no one lived in the house for half a month, it was deserted, Shen Yan first went to boil a pot of water, made a cup of tea for Song Jin to warm her hands.Bringing out another plate of snacks for him to make a cushion first, Song Jin looked much calmer now, although she didn't speak, she still nodded obediently.

During the vigil, meat and fish are forbidden, so Shen Yan only cooked some vegetable porridge and fried a side dish, and went back to watch it halfway. Song Jin was sitting upright on a chair, holding a teacup in a daze, while Xiaobai was held in his arms Xu felt that the master was in a bad mood, and was very well-behaved, only occasionally rubbing his head against Song Jin.

Shen Yan didn't go in to disturb him, but just stood at the door and watched for a while.

The porridge was ready soon, Shen Yan took two bowls and brought them into the room with a dish of side dishes.

Song Jin didn't know what she was thinking, she was still in a daze, and didn't notice Shen Yan at all, until the teacup in her hand was taken away, she withdrew her hand as if frightened, and knocked it on the edge of the table.

Normally, Shen Yan would definitely laugh at him, but this time he didn't intend to make a joke, so he just grabbed his hand and checked it carefully, it wasn't heavy but just a little red, so he rubbed it twice and stuffed it into a spoon.

"Eat it while it's hot, and rest here for a while after eating." Shen Yan sat down opposite, pushed the dish in front of Song Jin, and signaled him not to just drink porridge.

"I'll go back after eating. Lin Ming..." Song Jin held the spoon and swallowed a mouthful of hot porridge, her expression slightly relaxed. She hadn't eaten seriously in the past few days, and she felt much better after eating a mouthful of hot porridge.

"It's okay for Lin Ming to watch for a while. You've been watching for two days. Do you want to tire yourself out if you don't rest for a while?" Seeing that Song Jin still wanted to go back, Shen Yan frowned, his tone unconsciously a little harsh .

Song Jin didn't object anymore, she finished the porridge in silence, packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen, Shen Yan didn't stop her, went back to the room and changed the bedding on the bed with a new one, and went to fetch a basin of hot water, just in time for Song Jin Come back after washing the dishes.

"The bedding is newly changed. There is hot water in the basin. I'll be outside. I'll call you in two hours. It's fine if you can't sleep for a while." Shen Yan ordered, not giving him a chance to refuse.

"...Thank you!" Song Jin didn't want to refuse, as Shen Yan said, he was indeed very tired, and if he continued to suffer, he might really get sick.

"I'll be with you outside, I can hear you if you shout." Shen Yan pulled him to the basin shelf, untied his tied hair, tied it loosely behind his head, and watched him start to wash He turned and went out and closed the door.

Shen Yan picked up the oil lamp, took a book out and stared at it in a daze, while Xiaobai jumped around at his feet begging for food.

"Why do you look like a puppy?" Shen Yan bent down and touched it twice, and fed it a carrot, and Xiao Bai jumped to the door with it and started to chew it.

Shen Yan followed it with his eyes, and finally settled on the door.

A voice in his heart said to him:

"Stay! Stay! It's this time, do you want to leave him too? Are you willing?"

yes!stay!

"Stay? Then what about your family, your grandfather, your parents, your brother, they are all waiting for you!"

go back?Back to the original world.

"Why are you still hesitating? You can see it! Song Jin likes you too, but you just dare not admit it! Do you still want to run away at this point?"

shut up!Let me think about it again, I haven't found a way to go back anyway, wait a minute, I still have time.

Blocking the noisy voices in his ears, Shen Yan emptied his mind and focused on looking at the door. Time passed, the oil lamp was on and off, and then on and off.

Xiaobai finished eating the radish, washed his face for a while, and fell asleep in a ball, but now he woke up suddenly, shaking his ears to pick the door.

"Xiaobai, be gentle." Shen Yan reprimanded in a low voice, trying to hug it, but when he got closer, he heard a burst of crying from inside the room.

Song Jin hadn't woken up yet, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably, it wasn't the silent tears just now, sobbing and crying loudly.

"Song Jin, wake up..." Shen Yan picked him up under the quilt.

"Shen Yan, Aunt is gone, I miss Aunt..." Song Jin woke up quickly, stretched out her arms, hugged Shen Yan's neck tightly, and cried loudly in his arms, shaking until she cried .

"I'm still here! I'll be with you, it's okay, don't be afraid..." Shen Yan patted him on the back to comfort him.

Song Jin cried for a long time, her voice was hoarse from crying, and she was still sobbing non-stop. Shen Yan poured a glass of water, added some honey, watched him drink it slowly, and twisted the handkerchief to wipe it off for him. His face was cold at night, so he found a coat of his own and put it on for him.

Packed up and held his hand all the way to the mourning hall.

Song's mother was buried three days later. Aunt Zhao and Lin Feng helped prepare everything for the funeral. Except for Lin Ming, the Song family never showed their faces. Oh, Lin Ming is no longer the Song family.

The author has something to say:

There is still no confession in this chapter, the next chapter will definitely, believe me!

Also, Shen Yan is so cowardly!

读者“东篱君”,灌溉营养液+12017-09-2815:39:24

读者“爱西瓜的桃子”,灌溉营养液+52017-09-1802:30:12

thank!