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In the early days of spring, Mr. Ke was issued an unknown number of critical illness notices.

Relatives of the Ke family, young and old, all rushed to come.They seem to have a tacit understanding, knowing that this time is almost the last time, although this tacit understanding is a bit cruel.The whole huge old house finally has a sense of being able to match its thriving population. All kinds of people come and go throughout the day, and even a few servants need to be dispatched temporarily for dispatch.Even Ke Cheng's mother came to Ke's house. She fought with Jiang's mother back then, and now the two women can sit together and drink tea, which is really unpredictable.Seeing this, Ke Cheng showed a little nervousness. He has too many weaknesses. He has a mother, a wife and a son. His uncle's house is both a care and a burden, and he is needed to carry the beam everywhere.Unlike Ke Jiang, who is relaxed and relaxed, he never worries that his mother will be wronged.

Especially in this situation, Ke Jiang would not care.None of the relatives who cling to Ke's family to live a life is not one who does not follow the wind. He avoided Ke Jiang at that time, wishing not to get a little bit of dust.Now I want to pretend that nothing happened, and approach him affectionately with "how were you when you were a child" as before.When Ke Jiang met, he was still able to exchange a few words of greeting with a smile, and as soon as he turned around, he flew back to the old man's room.Father Ke and Ke Cheng came back from official business at this time, to "preside over the overall situation". I didn't see them visiting Mr. Ke several times a day, but they came and went to and from other parts of Ke's house day and night, and even began to prepare for the funeral. .

Jiang's mother knew Ke Jiang's sadness.People who have elderly people who are sick in bed for a long time at home will always make psychological presuppositions for themselves more or less, in order to protect themselves from too intense pain.But when it comes time to parting, no amount of presupposition will have much effect.But Ke Jiang is already a 26-year-old adult man after all, so he can't lie in his mother's arms and act like a baby, and at most he can listen to a few words of relief.No amount of pain can be endured alone.

When standing alone on the balcony, Ke Jiang would take out a cigarette, but he didn't smoke it, he just held it in his mouth.He suddenly realized that in just over a year, he had lost his friends, his lover, and he would also lose his relatives.A human heart is only so big, and it has been cut off piece by piece, so there is only a tiny bit left. No wonder the chest feels empty now, as if there is nothing left.

The moon on a spring night is clean and white, quiet and soft.Ke Jiang looked at the moon quietly, thinking of a moonlit night last spring, when he was humiliated by Xie Baijing for the first time, and he was so angry that he jumped up and down.If he gave up at that time, wouldn't he be able to give himself some room to relax now?It's a pity that people always don't know what will happen next.Ke Jiang smiled self-deprecatingly, a small dimple appeared on the side of his cheek, but there was some gloomy sadness in his eyes.But he still has his back straight, just like the young man he once liked, unable to show weakness at any time.After a while, he took out the cigarette, turned and went back to the room.

Mr. Ke was already sick and confused, and the time he was awake was far less than the time he was asleep.When Ke Jiang wiped his body for him, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Ke Jiang carefully, and suddenly asked: "You and that person..."

Because he hadn't spoken for a long time, his voice was already extremely hoarse, and there was still a bit of old age.Ke Jiang replied hastily: "It's broken! It's broken, it's been cleaned up. Grandpa, I'm back, I'm fine, and I'll listen to you from now on."

Ke Lao gave him a steady look, then closed his eyes again.Ke Jiang gently lowered the old man's arm, his lips trembled, and the cold water began to roll in his eyes, as if he had foreseen something.

The old man murmured, "I'm really sorry..."

Ke Jiang was confused, what was his grandfather apologizing for?He held his breath carefully, resisting to urge him, but the old man was as silent as if he fell asleep, and never opened his eyes to say a word.Ke Jiang always maintained a bent posture, with his hand still on the back of the old man's skinny hand, until a long-term care worker walked into the room and quickly stepped forward to check it several times to express his grief and sympathy skillfully and appropriately. Said to him in a calm tone: "Young Master Ke, I'm sorry."

Only then did Ke Jiang straighten up, clearly feeling his heart pounding and throbbing, and his ears buzzing.

Ke Cheng was the first to arrive, followed by Ke's father, Ke's wife, Ke Cheng's mother, and Jiang's mother, so that Ke Jiang was pushed back and pulled to the front.Later, many relatives of the Ke family rushed to the door as soon as possible, and the close ones were able to enter the room. There were sounds of men and women crying at the right time, but Ke Jiang's expression was still dazed. , he felt someone grab his shoulders and pat him softly a few times. He lowered his head and looked at his mother.

Mother Jiang and Ke Lao had very little contact, so naturally they wouldn't be too sad.But she changed into plain clothes and makeup early, and she was naturally a bit sad in her solemnity.At this moment, he softly said to Ke Jiang, "Stay here."

This command was necessary, because Ke Jiang did have a flash of thought just now—he wanted to escape from all of this.But Mother Jiang's reminder grabbed his reason and he couldn't leave.

Fortunately, all the preparations made by his brother and his father in advance were fairly detailed, and all the procedures were proceeding in an orderly manner.The obituary was issued the next day, and the entire Ke residence was plucked to remove flowers, hung up white strips of black cloth, and decorated the mourning hall.By this time, the Ke family's family friends have also come over one after another.Although Ke Lao is old and can be regarded as "happy and mourning", it is obvious that everyone is mourning.Although he was authoritarian, ruthless, and made many enemies during his lifetime, in retrospect, future generations will only miss his great achievements in that life and shed tears, either sincerely or falsely.Only Ke Jiang is a freak, his eyes have never been red since he left.

Some people say that this is filial piety, a person cannot be resurrected after death, and crying after death is not as good as filial piety; some people say that when Mr. Ke is gone, the young master will stop pretending.There are also some good people who have been concerned about the old man's will for a long time. Then, without the biggest backer of the young master of the Ke family, what will happen in the future?Ke Jiangquan pretended not to hear, and wherever he needed his help, he would go there.But often he is only used as an attending role, and more detailed arrangements are in charge of special personnel, and no detail can be allowed to go wrong.Most of the time, he just stays in the mourning hall, suffers day and night, eats little, sleeps little, even Jiang Mu's persuasion doesn't work, and he loses weight like flying.

A seven-day wake is the funeral.Father Ke was very willing, never kept things simple, and strived for a grand and grand funeral, as if this could reflect his sincerity.At this point, there is no need for Ke Jiang, as long as he stands beside his father and brother.Funeral ceremonies are cumbersome and strict, requiring not only traditional Chinese blowing, blowing and beating, but also Western-style solemnity, which is half local and foreign, which is what Mr. Ke hates the most.Ke Jiang participated in it expressionlessly, not even a single tear was shed when he bid farewell to the body at the end.He looked at the guests, and even seemed out of place here, as if he was attending the funeral of an insignificant person.Zhang Yuntian and the others also came, and upon seeing this, he let out a long sigh: "Hey—sorry, Jiang'er."

Ke Jiang has heard enough of these words in the past few days, but he still nodded politely: "Brother Zhang, I'm fine."

Zhang Yuntian looked at him, not knowing how to comfort him.They don't talk about everything like they used to. Although they both think that each other is still that good friend, there always seems to be a layer of estrangement.In the final analysis, perhaps it was because of the series of incidents of Ke Jiang and Xu Li's collapse that Zhang Yuntian finally chose to remain silent.He thought for a long time, and finally he said: "What will you say in the future?"

"I might as well go out," Ke Jiang smiled slightly, "Come and see me often, brother."

Zhang Yuntian was surprised: "You really don't want to stay in the country?" After a pause, he said, "Okay, whatever you want, just don't forget about me."

"how is this possible."

Ke Jiang was quiet for a while, then found an excuse and walked away.The complicated ceremony is over, and the final touches will be made in Ke's house.But Ke Jiang neither wants to entertain guests, nor can he go back to his room alone on such an occasion, only one person walks alone in the garden away from the crowd.But there are always people who will come to harass him, for example—Xu Li.At the ceremony, Xu Ligang cried bitterly along with the crowd as a condolence, but his eyes were still swollen and he looked haggard.He quickly caught up with him, and said in multiple voices: "Ke Jiang, Ke Jiang! Wait!"

Ke Jiang stopped and looked at him indifferently.

"I know you're not feeling well," Xu Li said, "who else knows better than me? If you don't cry, it's because you're still holding back your heart. If this doesn't work, Ke Jiang, you'll be suffocated. Let's have a good chat chat."

Ke Jiang found it funny.Yes, who knows better than Xu Li!They were about the same age and had grown up together since childhood. Xu Li knew best how much he cared about his grandfather.However, in the last days of his grandfather, Xu Li still concealed that he came to stimulate the old man. Even though he knew what kind of dilemma Ke Jiang was in at that time, he had no scruples. he.After beating someone, he hadn't seen Xu Li seriously once. Although Xu Li had repeatedly asked to see him at the beginning, he must have lost face afterward, and gradually died down.But now, how can Xu Li pretend to be sincere and still treat him as a good brother and buddy?What hurt his heart the most, under Xie Baijing, who else could be besides Xu Li?

Ke Jiang said coldly: "Get out of here."

Xu Li: "It's about this time, why bother talking to me! I admit that I was so angry that I lost my head before, and now I apologize to you, okay? Jiang Bao, I was wrong."

"Don't you all think that all you need is an apology?" Ke Jiang finally had a vivid sarcasm on his face, "Xu Li, where do you have the face?"

Almost the first reaction of Xu Li was to get angry, but when he looked at Ke Jiang, he still held back his anger.He really felt guilty and apologetic, especially after seeing the now thin Ke Jiang.Having not seen Ke Jiang for so many days, his conceit and anger, no matter how strong and impulsive he was at the beginning, seemed to have gradually diminished, leaving only the real fear that he would never be able to be friends with Ke Jiang again in the future : "I'm sorry, I was really confused before. If you still have a temper, just throw it at me."

Ke Jiang looked back at him, closed his eyes and then opened them again, his whole body was as cold as ice, and he went in the original direction.Xu Li naturally wanted to chase him, and the two of them tugged at each other for a while, Ke Jiang lowered his voice and gritted his teeth every word: "Xu Li, I think your parents treat me well, I didn't treat you well , How dare you come to see me?!" How dare you come to make trouble at his grandfather's funeral?

"Then you scold me, then you continue to beat me!" Xu Li tugged at his arm, "We have been brothers for so many years—"

"Mr. Xu."

An indifferent young male voice sounded behind them.

Ke Jiang froze unconsciously, then quickly relaxed.But when Xu Li turned his head, his eyes were almost tearing apart: "Xie Baijing!"

The young man was dressed in a steady but not fancy black formal attire, making his sharp handsome look solemn and restrained, his expression was still indifferent and calm, from head to toe, there was nothing inappropriate.There seemed to be no emotion in his beautiful eyes, he just glanced at Xu Li coldly, and then fell on Ke Jiang, scorching hot.But when he opened his mouth, he seemed to be more gentle and calm than before. It seemed that the sharp man had learned how to restrain his sharpness: "I'm sorry, Mr. Xu. I have something to do with Mr. Ke."

Obviously it was Xu Li who shouted first, but every sentence pointed to Ke Jiang.Before Xu Li could swear, Ke Jiang spoke first, even a little hastily: "Let's go elsewhere."

He and Xie Baijing looked at each other, Ke Jiang's gaze was heavy, and so was Xie Baijing's.