Enlightenment

I hope you can live a good life. "

"You too."

After the signing, Jiang Shu went to Mongolia again.

Once again, he came to the Mongolia where he and Jiang Yan watched the stars. This time, his Mongolian friends asked him where Jiang Yan, who came with him last time, went.

"He went far away," he said.

While drinking milk and wine together, some girls were chatting about Jiang Yan's death.

He didn't say a word, just listened silently.

It was snowing in Mongolia, and when he left the house, he looked at the endless snow fields and the snow-capped mountains standing in the sky, feeling lonely.

In previous years, we returned at night in the wind and snow, but now there is an avalanche. When the snow disperses, people also go.The warm blood was frozen in the thousands of miles of snow, and the heart that beat faster because of him was cold, and I only felt that my heart was freezing and aching.

He has been watching the comments on the Internet. He used to explain to Jiang Yan every day and night, and he also patiently explained to those who spoke ill of Jiang Yan.

But slowly he seemed to understand that you will always like to selectively block netizens, you can't argue with them.

To put it simply, even if you find the netizen himself, show them the evidence bit by bit, and clarify things one by one, in the end, nothing will change.

For Jiang Yan, Jiang Shu just needs to put him in the cleanest place in his heart.

Too many people want to get him dirty.

Jiang Shu didn't care that Jiang Yan lived in the cleanest place in his heart.

This man Jiang Yan...

Bring a light when you come, leave a haze when you leave.

The trip ended soon, and Jiang Shu gathered enough courage to return to his house.

Looking at the familiar door, Jiang Shu had a sore nose, forced a smile, and said to his surroundings: "Jiang Yan, we are going home." Then he entered the house with his luggage.

One stay is the rest of life.

When Jiang Shuan was enjoying the rest of his life, Jiang Yun and Yu Yuxuan were still entangled.

After they broke up, Yu Yuhong still persisted in pestering him every day, causing Jiang Yun to yell at him every time.

I'm not afraid of this slander, I'm still the same, my life doesn't change.

After Jiang Yan passed away, Jiang Yun also lost his job. In fact, the company also arranged for him to find someone new, but he just didn't want to be an assistant for others, so he chose to resign.

After Yu Yuhong knew about it, she went to Jiang Yun and asked Jiang Yun to be her assistant, but she was immediately kicked out by Jiang Yun.

He sent messages and called Jiang Yun every day, hoping that Jiang Yun would consider becoming his assistant.This day, Jiang Yun couldn't take it anymore, so he yelled at the phone: "Are you fucking interested in doing this? We have already broken up! You have disturbed my normal life. Also, I can do whatever I want, Don't do it if you don't want to. Don't think that if you have money, I will be your assistant if you have traffic. You don't even look at what you are! A male dog who can't control his lower body! You are a dead scumbag! I'm not fucking mentally retarded, why should I put myself in it? Do you think you are the hero of the novel? I will be coaxed back by your casual words? Continue to be your boss? Who do you think you are? Yu Yuhong, I tell you, I will never forgive you for the rest of my life. I feel disgusted when I see you. I hope you will never appear in front of me again and disappear forever. My world. I don’t know how good my life would be without you! It’s you who keep me living in pain!”

After scolding, the phone was quieter than this, and after two or three minutes, Xiong hung up the phone.

From that day on, Yu Yuhong really never called Jiang Yun again, not to mention not a single message, and his circle of friends did not update.

Jiang Yun felt that his life had calmed down, and his life was back on track.

I don't know how many years passed before Jiang Yun heard the three words Yu Yuhong again.I heard from them that Yu Yuhong went abroad and became a famous painter, but he never got married.

He has a very famous painting called "A Yun by the River".

Hearing this name, Jiang Yun didn't react too much, but when he saw those five characters, he was frozen in place.

It's ridiculous that at that moment, Jiang Yun missed Yu Xiong.

Just for a moment.

In fact, to be honest, some things can be forgotten if you don’t want to, and some people don’t just don’t want to.

After years of baptism, we have all shed that layer of frivolous skin, lost the pile of childish ideas, and gradually matured and stabilized. We need to make a place for everything we have lost so that we can reflect and recall at any time.

That would be a very interesting memory and the best case for reflection.

For the rest of his life, Jiang Yun didn't find anyone he liked, and even when he was old and frail, he was alone.

Whenever he is ridiculed for being a loner, he always tells others that it is fine to be alone, that he can support himself and not care about others, which is fine.

But only he himself knows that kind of loneliness.

Of course Jiang Shu also understood.

One day after many years.

In the evening, Jiang Shu, who was in his 60s, took out the letter that Jiang Yan had left for him. Jiang Shu had kept the letter for a long time, but he never had the courage to open it.

When the letter was taken out, there were only a few short sentences on the letter, which read:

Jiang Shu, I'm sorry, I'm a cowardly coward.

I didn't have the courage to face the insults.

I... like a sinner.

Jiang Shu, I shouldn't have come to this world, but I am glad to have come to this world and met you, Jiang Shu.

Jiang Shu, I'm sorry.

Jiang Shu, I love you.

Jiang Shu's vision blurred, tears welled up in his eyes, he grabbed the letter with trembling hands, and then stretched out a hand to count the words on the letter, he didn't believe it...

six sentences...

Just six sentences...

Jiang Yan has lived in the world for more than 20 years...

Just six sentences ended what he wanted to say in his life...

Jiang Jun of Jiangshu is clean and innocent all his life.

Jiang Shu put the letter back to its original place, got up, turned off all the lights in the house, and returned to the chair.

He muttered, "Jiang, it's Mid-Autumn Festival, come and pick me up, I'm so lonely..." Looking at the full moon in the sky, he smiled, with tears rolling down his face, "I Jiang Yan. I miss you..."

In the quiet house, under a plum tree, Jiang Shu lay on a chair and fell asleep.The moonlight shone on him, just like Jiang Shu who was drunk the day after Jiang Mo's death many years ago, but this time he was going to see Jiang Mo.

so good……

We can meet again.

Bathed in the dusk, we will embrace each other at the next dawn.

11. Have something to say

◎Hi everyone.

This novel ends here.

To be honest, after finishing this book◎

Hello everyone.

This novel ends here.

It's still the same here, if there are any similarities with other novels, please let me know and I will make changes.I haven't read a novel for several years, so I really don't understand, please lighten up.

To be honest, after writing this short story, my heart is very complicated, because some of the things in it are made up of every bit of my life.For example, when Wei Xiaowei confessed to his mother that he liked a man, what his mother said was actually my mother's original words.

When I started writing, I wrote with many prototypes I encountered, but later I began to incorporate a series of trivial things I had experienced. As a result, I am quite satisfied and like it very much.

It is undeniable that writing novels also comes from life.

In the process of writing novels, I thought about giving up many times, because my writing has not yet reached a very good level.I'm afraid I won't be able to write the kind that everyone wants.

Some bits and pieces in the novel are fragments of my life. I don’t know how effective this is, but I have tried my best to describe everything I want to describe.

After I finished writing it, I re-read it several times by myself.I always feel that in this world, there may still be many prototypes of characters, but they have not been discovered yet.

I haven't stepped into the society yet, so I still don't understand how difficult this society is, and I can't thoroughly write about the life of the people at the bottom of the society.

Can only do my best.

The original intention of writing this article is for everyone, because apart from the name of the protagonist in the novel, most of them come from readers who have liked me and supported me for a long time.Later some others were incorporated.

This gift is very meaningful to me, and I hope everyone will not dislike this gift.

about character archetypes.

A relative of mine is an example.She had excellent grades since she was a child, but then the rebellious period caused her grades to drop sharply, and she began to mix in society.There may be some reasons for her family. After her mother died, her father remarried, and her stepmother brought her a younger sister.

He ran away from home when he was a teenager, and when he came back in his 20s, he brought his girlfriend back home.Because of this incident, her father was furious and did not allow her to enter the house and drove her away. She went to the house of her grandmother who loved her the most, but her grandmother treated her just like her father and did not allow her to enter the house again. .

Later, they broke up, and she found a boyfriend again, worked hard, but never returned home.Once when our family was hanging out with her family, her father clicked on the phone screen, and the wallpaper was her.

Her father pointed to the phone screen and asked me if I knew her, and since I had never met her, he shook his head.Her father smiled and said proudly that this is my aunt, his eldest daughter.He was smiling, but there were tears in his eyes.

At that time, I seemed to understand something, but I didn't understand anything.

Before I knew this, I never thought that there would be such a story among my relatives.I was thinking, if I knew