After the funeral, I abused the scum with the bamboo horse

"You can't do this—"

"You're not my own mother, why do you care about me!"

The boy in school uniform viciously pushed the woman to the ground, then turned around and ran away.

The woman was wearing a hospital uniform, her back was hunched, her hair was disheveled and she fell to the ground wiping her tears.

Nie Jiayan originally planned to take a look and leave, but the woman found him and hurriedly stood up and straightened his clothes.

"you......"

Just as Nie Jiayan said "you", the woman hurriedly explained, "He is my son, not a bad person."

Tears were still in her eyes, and she asked urgently with a miserable expression, "Don't call the police, and don't meddle in your own business."

Nie Jiayan had no intention of doing anything, so he stood silently.

The woman wore a mask on her face, revealing the upper half of her face, with a large burn mark from her left eye to her forehead.

Her hair was silver and white, and she seemed to be in her fifties if not sixty.

There are panic and miserable emotions in the eyes, as well as the embarrassment of being bumped into.

Just at this time Lin Yixing came, Nie Jiayan looked back, and when he turned his head again, the woman disappeared.

"what happened?"

Seeing Nie Jiayan's eyes fixed on a certain direction, Lin Yixing looked around strangely.

Didn't see anyone in particular.

"Just now I......"

As soon as he started talking, Nie Jiayan stopped.

Holding up the photo of Zhong Shaoting and Lin Shenjin on the phone to Lin Yixing, he said: "Put this photo on the tombstone, there is no other choice."

"Ah."

Lin Yixing touched his face, "The sun is a bit hot, let's go back to the ward, okay?"

Nie Jiayan nodded, lowered his eyes and followed him.

Lin Yixing suffered a severe brain injury at the back, so he stayed in the hospital for observation for a longer period of time.

On the day Zhong Shaoting and Lin Shenjin were buried, Nie Jiayan stood alone in the empty cemetery.

The weather was fine, with clear skies.

The light leaking from the gaps in the trees is dotted, and the light and shadow are mottled all over the place.

Nie Jiayan had nothing to say, and when the ceremony was over, she quietly stood in front of the tombstone and looked at the photos of Zhong Shaoting and Lin Shenjin.

Lin Shenjin pursued fame and fortune all her life, but after her death, everyone betrayed her relatives.

In all honesty, Nie Jiayan didn't want such a person to be buried with Zhong Shaoting at all.

But the dead are the greatest, Zhong Shaoting's last wish, he has no reason not to fulfill it.

In fact, so far, Nie Jiayan couldn't figure out what the relationship between Zhong Shaoting and Lin Shenjin was.

If it's a same-sex lover, how did he come here.

But if Zhong Shaoting and Nie Yi are really a couple, why is Zhong Shaoting willing to die with Lin Shenjin?

All those who knew the inside story seemed to have formed a tacit agreement and kept everything secret from him.

So did Zhong Shaoting, so did Shen Yunian, and so did Lin Yixing.

Nie Jiayan was thinking tangledly when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

A tall man walked across the tombstones holding a bouquet of fresh jasmine flowers.

He has a gentle and elegant face, wears a simple shirt and trousers, and looks about the same age as Zhong Shaoting.

Before Nie Jiayan could speak, the man holding the flowers announced his family name, "Hi, my name is Fu Tianxing."

"Your father and I are college classmates. I am very sorry to learn of his death, so I came here to see him off."

At first Nie Jiayan wondered why Fu Tianxing knew that Zhong Shaoting was dead.

After staring at his profile for a while, he matched up with the chief of Zhancheng Public Security Bureau in a news report in the morning.

Fu Tianxing placed Jasmine in front of the tombstone, bent down slightly, and gently wiped Zhong Shaoting's face in the photo with his fingertips.

"The deceased is dead, please mourn."

Nie Jiayan watched He Tianxing's movements.

While he was silent, the latter straightened up, and raised his hand to touch his head like an elder does to a junior.

"Although your birth was not what your father expected, he loves you very much."

Nie Jiayan raised his black and clear eyes in a daze, "What do you mean?"

"He gave you a life, and he took a life for you."

Fu Tianxing said: "Don't ask any more questions, sometimes the truth is much crueler than what you guessed."

After Fu Tianxing left, Nie Jiayan stood alone for a while.

When he was leaving, he took one out of the bunch of jasmine flowers, walked a few steps to the side, and stuck it in the crevice of the tree trunk.

The snow-white jasmine flowers sway in the wind.

Not long after Nie Jiayan left, a slender hand reached out from behind the tree, took the flowers and took them away.

Hospital,

The wound on Lin Yixing's head had scabbed over. After the doctor removed the gauze, he shaved his long hair short.

"How about Nie Nie?"

Lin Yixing touched the back of his head, and felt that it was a bit strange to shave only that part, so he asked the doctor to shave his entire head.

"Everything is fine, Young Master Nie has already returned to the hospital by car, but,"

Shen Yunnian paused, and said in a low voice, "Fu Ting went to worship Mr. Zhong."

Lin Yixing frowned, and pondered for a moment, as if he had figured out something, his eyebrows relaxed slightly, "It's okay."

When Nie Jiayan returned to the hospital, he met a man, the boy who robbed the money that day.

The young lad sat on a bench with one leg bent and played with his mobile phone. He was wearing a school uniform and looked like he was playing truant.

When Nie Jiayan passed by, he might just have lost the fight, swearing a bad word, and then angrily slammed the phone.

The new smart phone hit Nie Jiayan once and fell to the ground, the screen immediately fell to pieces.

"Damn! You broke my phone!"

The boy jumped up, and the villain complained and grabbed Nie Jiayan's wrist to prevent him from leaving, "Hurry up and pay me!"

He compared two fingers, "8000 yuan, I'll beat you for a penny less!"

Before Nie Jiayan could speak, a woman in protective uniform hurried over, slapped the boy's hand away and dragged him aside.

"Xiao Cong, what are you doing?" the woman reprimanded in a low voice.

"What am I doing? He broke my phone, what should I ask him to pay for?"

The boy shook off the woman's hand in disgust, "Don't pull me, I'm so annoying."

"Mr. Li called just now to say that you skipped class again, go back quickly, or I will..."

"Otherwise what are you? Who do you think you are?"

"You're just a bitch that no one wants, my dad kindly kept you, he really treats himself as a human..."

The young man spat out dirty and obscene language, and every word of his words became worse and worse.

The woman seemed to be used to being scolded, so she listened submissively, and handed him 200 yuan from her pocket.

"I only have so much."

She begged in a low voice, "Xiao Cong, be more obedient..."

The boy took the two hundred balls and rubbed them in his hands, then spat at her, "I listen to you, if you like teaching your son so much, you can give birth to one yourself!"

"I fucking annoy you when I see you!"

The teenager picked up the phone and walked away cursing.

The woman yelled "Xiao Cong" in a choked voice, then crouched on the ground and cried loudly.

Nie Jiayan silently watched the boy's leaving figure, and then went on to the inpatient building.

Lin Yixing was taking medicine, and just after swallowing one tablet, he saw Nie Jiayan passing by the corridor by the window.

As if thinking about something, Nie Jiayan walked straight past the door and returned after a few seconds.

Lin Yixing quietly observed his white-tender face, the eye sockets and tails were not red, so he probably wasn't crying.

"Is everything done?" Lin Yixing asked.

Nie Jiayan was distracted for a while, and only after a few seconds did he say "hmm".

Before he could speak, Lin Yixing suddenly took his slender wrist, lowered his head and kissed his palm, "Let's make up."

"OK?"

Nie Jiayan's eyelashes drooped, looking at Lin Yixing's short, slightly green stubble, his eyes moved back and landed on the scab on the back of his head.

He didn't speak, Lin Yixing raised his head, his beautiful water-colored phoenix eyes were full of gentle love, and he asked again patiently: "Are you okay?"

Nie Jiayan pursed his lips, then suddenly withdrew his hand, and said without emotion: "Not good."

Lin Yixing's long fingers curled up in the palm that slipped out of the thin and white wrist, and he didn't dare to stretch it out.

Seeing that Nie Jiayan took half a step back as if to leave, Lin Yixing gritted his teeth and threw out the last bait, "I found Nie Yi."

"As long as you are willing to come back to me, I will bring her to see you."

"I will tell you everything that Zhong Shaoting and Lin Shenjin are hiding from you."

"Don't you want to know why my grandfather hired a private detective to monitor you and Nie Yi?"

With a few words, he immediately grasped Nie Jiayan's vital point.

Lin Yixing saw him very clearly, every sentence and even every word stepped on his most fragile nerves.

want to?Of course Nie Jiayan wanted to.

In addition to the pursuit of the answer itself, this kind of thinking also has a little bit of poor and vague hope.

He hopes that there are people with the same blood as him in this world.

He used to hope that Nie Yi and Zhong Shaoting could give him a little love like the most ordinary parents in the world.

Now I just hope that Nie Yi can tell him, I'm sorry, mom can't take you home.

Only in this way can he give up and tell himself that he doesn't have to wait any longer.

Nie Jiayan stood with his head down, until Lin Yixing's long fingers covered the corners of his eyes, and he realized that he was crying again.

Sniffing to press back the tears, Nie Jiayan took two steps forward, "I'll go back with you."

He took the initiative to bend down to get close to Lin Yixing, and let his long fingers slide across his face and neck meekly, "But I'll only stay for half a year."

"After half a year, whether you like it or not, you have to let me go."

Lin Yixing's eyes were reddened, obviously he was a coercion, but instead he seemed to be a coerced person, tremblingly kissed the corner of his lips, his voice was hoarse in pain.

"Okay, I promise you."

Two days later, Shen Yunnian brought Nie Yi to the hospital.

Lin Yixing said that Nie Yi immigrated abroad after receiving the money from selling her son.

I have talked with many boyfriends over the years, and I have been cheated out of my money.

Now I am working as a cashier in a small supermarket abroad. At the age of 46, I am still alone.

Seeing Nie Jiayan, she seemed very excited.

Tears welled up in her eyes, her lips trembled, and it took a long time before she called out in a low voice: "Nie Nie..."

Nie Jiayan stood where she was, looking from her hair to her shoes.

Nie Yi has aged a lot, but she doesn't seem to have changed much.

The appearance is still the same as when he was young, fresh and bright, but his figure is a bit out of shape, shorter and fatter.

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ps: Nie Nie didn't do it, but my brother still didn't realize where he was wrong. I'm sorry to get to the point, not blindly make up for it.