your world my tomorrow

Four days later, Qi Shun was discharged from the hospital accompanied by his parents. His face was calm and expressionless, and his eyes were still empty.

"Do you know where he is buried?" Qi Shun asked looking out the window on the way back.

"Originally his ashes were supposed to be taken by his adoptive parents, but they didn't come forward. I asked the secretary to find a good place in the 'Lishan Cemetery'. Are you going now?" Gu Jinlan asked the secretary to buy it in the cemetery. A monument was erected on the ground.

"Why didn't he be cremated before I saw him for the last time? Are you in such a hurry?"

"It was his adoptive parents. After the doctor announced his death, they sent the body to be cremated. After the cremation, they called me because they didn't want to collect the ashes. I asked the secretary to quickly find a place to bury him. After all, It is better to die in the ground as soon as possible."

"Who did it to us?"

"It was found out the next day that it was the father of the classmate Lin Hao you beat up before. You beat his son to the hospital, and his parents were so angry that they asked a hooligan to teach you a lesson, but they didn't expect that he would suffer from the tip. This accident..."

"Then how did you solve it?" Qi Shun severely restrained the desire to kill in his body.

"Don't worry, you still don't understand your mother's style of doing things? His company was acquired, and all the assets under his name were gone. The couple were arrested. Do you believe in Lawyer Han's ability? It doesn't matter if they die. I can't get out. As for that Lin Hao... without the blessing of his parents, he would be nothing." Gu Jinlan patted her son's hand and continued:

"Xiao Shun, you can't come back to life after death. Let's go back to the United States in a few days, and let's start over there as a family of three."

Qi Shun didn't answer her, and the two of them just sat in the back silently all the way. This winter seemed to be different from the past, making people all feel the hard fate.

"Would you like to see him?"

"......."

"Xiao Shun?"

"No, I don't want to see him like that." Qi Shun said nothing more.

At night when the couple were lying on the bed, Qi Haidong was a little worried and asked his wife beside him:

"Lan Lan, why don't you tell Xiao Shun the truth, you may not be doing it for his own good."

These days, he has seen his son's pain in his eyes. Although his position is neutral, he really can't bear to see the child like this.

"I know he is in pain, but this pain will slowly heal over time. After all, he is still young, and the future is still long. When we return to New York, maybe the people and things here will gradually be forgotten. It is." Gu Jinlan still insisted on her own decision.

"Ah~! I hope it is true as you said, I hope time can heal everything."

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When he first arrived in the United States, Qi Shun did not choose to live with his parents, but went to another apartment about an hour away from them by himself. within the range.

In the first few months, Qi Shun didn't do anything, and he didn't go to the school he contacted. He just stayed in that room that no one could enter, from dawn to sunset, and from dusk to late night, just like this People stay quietly, do not communicate with the outside world, and do not do other things. Sometimes parents call and simply say hello before hanging up.

He didn't know what to do, yes, he didn't know what to do to ignore the emptiness in his heart, this decadent feeling was so familiar and so strange.

The wall of the bedroom was covered with photos he sent Fei Qinan for his birthday, all of which were uniformly decorated with black photo frames.Sometimes Qi Shun would sit on the bed and look at those photos, and he would remain motionless and expressionless for a whole day.

One day more than three months later, Qi Shun leisurely bought some food from the hypermarket, put the things on the table and went to wash his face.

The water stains on his face made him look even more embarrassed after he hadn't shaved for several months. He stared at the self in the mirror and wanted to smile at him but couldn't make any expression. The deep and powerful eyes full of confidence are lifeless at the moment.

"Ha ha…"

Qi Shun smiled wryly, shook his head and laughed at himself, then poured cold water on his face a few times, suddenly he yelled, and the mirror in front of him shattered to the ground.

The back joint of the hanging right hand was still stained with broken glass, and the blood began to drip to the floor. How could I feel nothing at all?

Qi Shun put his blood-dripping hand on his forehead, tears flowed slowly, venting the pain in his heart along with the bright red, he slowly collapsed and leaned against the bathtub in the bathroom, sobbing in a muffled voice.

This is the hundredth day you left, are you okay in that world?I'm actually okay here, I just miss you, miss you very much...

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Two years later

Qi Shun was looking for some materials in the library when Alan, a classmate in the class, ran over excitedly and pulled Qi Shun aside and whispered:

"Len, look, the photo you took won the prize! Although it is only No.3, there is still a prize of five hundred dollars! We can go and have a big meal! Hey! Congratulations, Xiong-Di~~!! Really Awesome~~”

Qi Shun looked at the school magazine in his hand. The photo was a sunset on a street corner that he accidentally took when he went to Seattle. When he came back, he saw that the school held a photography competition and entered it. Unexpectedly, he won the prize unexpectedly. .

Compared to the excitement of his classmates, Qi Shun didn't seem too happy. He left the library with his classmates but didn't take the magazine with him. The magazine was thrown on the table in the reading room. There is a line of small words at the bottom to mark the subject and photographer of the photo.

"The Twilight I've Saw With You" - Photographer: Qi Shun

In the third year, Qi Shun's series of photographs of Yellowstone Park were shared by his classmates on the school intranet. Because of his unique perspective, impressive color and composition, it caused quite a stir, and even It caught the attention of some mainstream photography magazines.

In the fifth year, after staying in Norway for a few days, Qi Shun and two other photographers also drove to Iceland. They met through the Internet and they met and made an appointment to take photos while traveling in Northern Europe.

A group of three started from Reykjavik and walked counterclockwise along Highway 1, starting from Seljalandsfoss. One of the partners, Peter, sighed with emotion at the scenery here, and shouted that he must take it with him next time. Come again with your lover.

After hearing his words, Qi Shun stopped taking pictures because of the bitterness in his heart, so what if the scenery in front of him was beautiful? Only one person was missing to share.

Just came back from Japan another year, when Qi Shun was brushing his teeth in front of the mirror and getting ready to go to bed, the slightly tired self in the mirror reminded him of something.

After washing up, he came to the bedroom and stood in front of the photo wall and said to a certain photo:

"Today is my birthday, did you wish me a happy birthday over there? This is the eighth year since you left to go to another place. Now you should graduate and work? I don't know which company will accept you when you look so dead ? Haha... Not necessarily, you have such good grades, you will definitely be able to find a job you like."

Sleeping on the bed at night, Qi Shun is used to sleeping on his left side, he patted the pillow on his right hand, closed his eyes and said:

Are you the same as me?The pillow has accompanied you through many difficult days...

After celebrating his mother's 52nd birthday, Qi Shun drove back to the apartment alone. As soon as he got home, he received a strange phone call from National Geographic.

It turns out that his photography works over the years have impressed the people there, so I contacted him and wanted to hire him as the invited photographer for the magazine. This is probably the only thing I have heard over the years that makes me really happy, right?

Subconsciously, he checked a familiar number but stopped halfway. At this moment, Qi Shun was surrounded by a huge sense of loneliness. The deep loss gradually turned into sad tears. This is the tenth year since you left me. Are you okay without me?I really miss you... I'm going crazy thinking about you...