White-eyed wolf

49.

Yu Yun's biological mother?

It's been so long, Shen Zhao can't remember her appearance anymore, he only vaguely remembers that she is a gentle woman, and her dress is quite elegant, completely overturning his inherent impression of Xiaosan.

Shen Zhao suddenly recalled the first time he saw Yu Yun.

That day, it was rare for my mother to cook in person and prepared a table of good dishes, but Shen Yanru did not go downstairs for a long time.

Shen Zhao was bored lying on the sofa playing game consoles and waiting for dinner.

The familiar sound of wheels came from outside the house, and as usual, the door was unlocked in less than 5 minutes.

"Dad, you're back, I'm going to starve to death..."

Shen Zhao got up from the sofa, but when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he found that there was an extra person behind Yu Anqing, and the complaint he had just uttered fell silent in an instant.

That was the first time Shen Zhao saw Yu Yun, and he was caught off guard. On an unusual day, it was also the first time he knew the existence of Yu Yun.

The boy's body is in the stage of heightening, the bones are growing rapidly, but the muscles have not yet fully grown. Yu Yun put on a baggy T-shirt and a pair of washed-white jeans, standing quietly behind Anqing, Looks like only a skinny one.

His expression was indifferent, and his eyes were not warm, but his face was clean and beautiful.

His lips were very pale, his eyelashes were long, and he subconsciously pursed his lips a little weakly, making him look like he was easy to bully.

Shen Zhao thought at that time, such a person should cry when he is bullied, this face must be very beautiful when he is crying, and for many years since then, he has indeed experienced this feeling.

However, it was not until much later that Shen Zhao knew that this was his biggest misunderstanding of Yun.

"Hello." Yu Yun said, with a bit of blunt politeness, but unexpectedly sincere.

Shen Zhao looked at Yu Anqing without knowing why.

Yu Anqing told him that the person in front of him was his own brother.

The young man's handsome face in his memory gradually overlapped with that woman's, and when he smiled, his brows and eyes curved like crescent moons.

Yu Yun and his mother actually look quite alike, Shen Zhao suddenly thought so.

The clock is ticking, and the fried eggs on the table are already cold.

When Yu Yun went to worship his birth mother, Shen Zhao had no reason to follow him, just like Yu Yun would never go to a nursing home to see Shen Zhao's mother.

Shen Zhao sat on the sofa and looked at the ceiling. For some reason, she suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

There are some things that he cannot change. There are family affection, ethics, morality and even hatred between him and Yu Yun. Any of these will make their relationship fall apart and fragmented.

Their connection came entirely from their own unilateral coercion, and Yu Yun never made any promises about the future to herself.

Shen Zhao thought about it for a long time, and the more he thought about it, the more upset he became, so he called a few friends to go out for a drink.

50.

The cemetery where Yu Yun's mother lived was located on the highest mountain in the north of City H, along the stairs, there were neat rows of tombstones on both sides.

No matter whether he died unexpectedly or died, no matter whether he lived in a state of glory or in a state of inaction, after a few short decades of life, the final destination is the loess under his feet.

That said, it seems fair.

Today's sky is gloomy, and even the trees on the mountain look gray, with mottled branches, shrouded in mist.

The weather forecast says it will rain today.

It's not a holiday, the huge cemetery is eerily empty, and the cold winter wind blows through the bones, bringing up the withered petals on the ground.

Yu Yun stood in front of her mother's grave with a bouquet of flowers.

An evergreen tree was planted beside the tomb, as if it was the only color in the gray main tone.

The photo on the tombstone has faded to a very light grayish brown color, and the long burning lamp that was lit last time has long since run out of oil. The name of Yu Yun’s mother is engraved in the middle of the tombstone, and there is her detailed date of birth and death next to it, but the signature is only The four words of Lonely and alone - filial son Yu Yun.

As simple as her thin life.

Yu Yun stood in front of the tomb for a long time, without words or movements, just standing there quietly.

He recalled the days when he and his mother were dependent on each other. Life was poor but there were no worries. At that time, he always wanted to grow up quickly and earn money to support his family, so he sacrificed a lot of time on work and study. He thought that as long as he worked hard enough It can bring a better life to the mother.

But things are always impermanent, who would have expected that he would not even see his mother's last side?

Yu Yun put down the flowers in her hand and added two new long-burning lamps for her mother.

The flames were lit up, and the fiery red candles danced, bringing with them endless memories and blessings from their loved ones.

Yu Yun tremblingly caressed the yellowed photo on the tombstone. In the picture, the woman's brows and eyes had long been blurred, but she could vaguely see the gentle smile on her face.

Yu Yun blinked, and liquid ran across his face. He wiped his face in panic, but suddenly realized that no one would see it here.

He suddenly laughed at himself, but his voice choked up when he laughed, and only his silent crying remained in the whole world.

51.

Around noon, Yu Yun came out of the cemetery and sat alone in the parking lot for a long time.

He dialed Hu Hao's phone.

The bell rang for a while, and the connection was made over there, followed by Hu Hao's anxious voice: "Why are you calling me back now? Did you see the message I sent you before? The teacher asked you to come back to work."

Yu Yun was silent for a long time, looking at the cemetery outside the car window.

"Hello? Junior brother, are you listening?"

"...Sorry," Yu Yun said suddenly, his Adam's apple moved up and down, his speech was very slow, as if he was saying goodbye, "Please tell the teacher... I am going to resign, just say that I have failed him expectations."

"What?" Hu Hao couldn't believe it, "Why did you suddenly resign? What happened to you?"

"No," Yu Yun sighed and closed his eyes, "I just feel tired. I've worked hard for so long but can't do anything. It's boring. I think I might not be suitable for this job."

"Fart your mother," Hu Hao swears suddenly, and then calms down immediately, "I'm sorry, I'm not scolding you, who said you're not suitable? You are the most talented surgeon I've ever seen."

"Talent?" Yu Yun asked rhetorically, laughing at herself, "It's useless..."

"What's the matter with you?" Hu Hao vaguely felt that something was wrong with Yu Yun, and he became anxious unknowingly, "Yu Yun, can you stop hiding everything in your heart, I heard that our teacher asked Director Wang to check you Narcotics use records, tell me the truth, have you committed a crime?"

Yu Yun was shocked and opened his eyes. He should have thought that Li Jilin would be suspicious.

Although he didn't take the medicine from Corey, sooner or later someone would find out, and he had no time left.

"... If there is a chance in the future, I will tell you everything."

After Yu Yun finished speaking, he cut off the phone.

After that, no matter how much Hu Hao called him, he didn't answer.

The ringtone of the mobile phone in the car kept looping, Yu Yun slowly closed his eyes, and pressed his thumbs on the pulsating temples.

It's almost over.