Infatuation is the most boring

I don't know how Fatty Wang and Lu Sinuo contacted Xu Yuanshan, and how they told him to hold a memorial service for Lao Shizi.Because when I first heard that Lu Sinuo was going to hold a memorial service, I thought she just wanted to disgust Zhou Mingkai at the class reunion.

Unexpectedly, she really did it.

The location is a small restaurant, so regarding the content, Fatty Wang directly booked the entire restaurant. When he entered from the lobby, there were many sunflowers on both sides, and my portrait was doubled in size and stood in the center.

I followed Xu Yuanshan in. At the entrance of the restaurant, as if afraid that no one would know, there was a sign on which was written in chalk: Mr. Xu Jiayang's memorial service will go here.There is also an arrow.

The Fatty Wang and Lu Sinuo I know are not people with many things, and they never do anything out of the ordinary. Holding a memorial service for Xu Jiayang is probably the most incredible thing he and she have done in their lives.

Xu Yuanshan was wearing a black overcoat and a gray hat, walking very slowly, and stopped when he saw the sign at the door of the restaurant.I don't know how he feels. As the person involved, I feel a little ashamed.

When I entered the hall, I saw the portrait. It was embarrassing, but fortunately, Fatty Wang didn’t write Immortality on the left side of my portrait, and my voice and appearance on the right.Otherwise, I look really complicated.

The whole hall is surrounded by sunflowers. I know that this should be arranged by Lu Sinuo. She must remember my saying about the Xu family's little sun back then.Because of the word yang in the name, my favorite flower is sunflower.

How does it feel to attend your own memorial service?

The mood is that I dare not have any mood.Any mood is superfluous, any thoughts are useless, all of which are meaningless to a person who has nothing to do sooner or later.

The people in the hall were all the classmates who had shown their faces at the class reunion that day. What I saw at a glance were Wang Chaoqing, Lin Xue and others, all wearing black clothes, which seemed to be uniform.It is the contrast between the dark crowd and the golden sunflowers.

What I didn't expect was that Zhao Jun, Li, Li Jingnian, Jin Xu and others also came. They didn't know Fatty Wang, and they only knew Lu Sinuo by face, and they hadn't spoken to each other.Li Jingnian was talking to Lu Sinuo, both of them were the type who didn't talk much, and they spoke concisely.

Most people don't know Xu Yuanshan, but Xu Yuanshan is a celebrity after all.Lin Xue is a person with sharp eyesight. Over the years, she has become a genius in the workplace. Naturally, she will not miss the opportunity to chat with celebrities, so she is the first person to come over.

"Are you that...painter?" Lin Xue said, "My superior has the honor to collect one of your paintings, and it is placed in the office, and I have to show it off to everyone. I am so lucky today!"

Lin Xue suddenly realized this occasion, and said hesitantly: "You...how...do you know Xu Jiayang?"

"I'm his father," Xu Yuanshan didn't mean to hide.

Lin Xue was secretly surprised. It's been a long time since high school, and Xu Yuanshan hadn't shown up in the civil education school before, so she naturally didn't have much impression of him, and she almost forgot about my family.

Zhao Jun is the person who is most familiar with Xu Yuanshan, but since my mother died and I left Liucheng, he and Xu Yuanshan have not met each other.Coupled with what happened back then, he also had a lot of dissatisfaction with Xu Yuanshan.But dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, after all, he is someone who has been called uncle for many years, so he still took the initiative to talk to him.

"Uncle Xu," Zhao Jun said, "do you remember me? I'm the second monkey. I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect to see you again at the memorial service in Jiayang."

Xu Yuanshan remembered Zhao Jun, and nodded slightly, "Long time no see."

Both Lu Sinuo and Fatty Wang only talked with Xu Yuanshan on the phone. This was the first time they saw a real person, and they didn't know what to say for a while. Fortunately, Zhao Jun and Xu Yuanshan could still say a few words.

I stood in the middle of the hall and looked at myself in the photo. Although it was a photo, I somehow didn't dare to look into his eyes, avoiding the smiling eyes of the person in the photo.

27-year-old Xu Jiayang, no face to see 17-year-old Xu Jiayang.

Xu Yuanshan took two steps forward, approached the person in the photo, looked at Lu Sinuo and Fatty Wang next to him, took off his hat and held it in his hand, and said, "Thank you for taking care of Jiayang, and thank you too, deal with it." What happened to him."

Lu Sinuo disdained Xu Yuanshan, Fatty Wang next to him was much more sensible, and smiled slightly: "You're welcome, this is what we should do."

Xu Yuanshan took out a card from his pocket, handed it to Fatty Wang, and said, "This is a kind gesture, I hope you will accept it, the money is not much."

Fatty Wang and Lu Sinuo looked at each other, Lu Sinuo turned his face away and said nothing, Fatty Wang made an unacceptable gesture, and said: "Take it back, we are Jiayang's friends, we don't do anything for him for money, we Contacting you is not for money."

Xu Yuanshan's hands were so stiff that many people looked over for a while.

"You are his only relative, whether you love him or not, whether you recognize him or not, you are his only relative," Lu Sinuo said suddenly, "You abandoned him like a shoe when he was alive, you don't have to This son. However, I don’t want him to be dead for one year, two years, ten years, 20 years, and as a father, you don’t even know he’s gone. That’s why we contacted you.”

I watched Xu Yuanshan's face become more and more ugly in Lu Sinuo's words, and thought of when he left Liucheng, Xu Yuanshan told me that he wanted me to die.

After many years, I finally died, why didn't I see him happy?

"Xu Jiayang is dead, he committed suicide, I guess he is very tired from living alone," Lu Sinuo continued, "He hasn't been back to Liucheng for nine years, and finally died on the railroad track back to Liucheng. I know what he was thinking at the end, but I hope you can know that Xu Jiayang is dead."

Xu Yuanshan squeezed the card tightly, and said with difficulty: "I know, Xu Jiayang is gone."

"He's dead," Lu Sinuo repeated cruelly, "He's dead, he died on the railroad track back to Liucheng, he died, he didn't go back to Liucheng until his death."

Lu Sinuo's eyes were very red, and he continued: "He died, he didn't go back to Liucheng until his death... He died on the railroad track back to Liucheng..."

Fatty Wang pulled Lu Sinuo's arm and motioned her to stop talking.

Xu Yuanshan spoke after a long time, with a deep tone: "Maybe he won't believe it. I have been looking for him over the years. I can't find him. He disappeared too completely, so I go back to Liucheng several times a year, hoping to be there. When I met him again, I realized now that he never went back."

I thought my heart wouldn't hurt anymore, but at this moment, I felt that it was a kind of sadness spreading from my bones, hitting upwards from my feet little by little, making me want to break down and cry loudly.But I can only bear it for life, and now, tears are delusional things.

Maybe Xu Yuanshan doesn't hate me as much as I imagined.In fact, it is more than him.I thought that the people who hated Xu Jiayang the most in this world, Xu Yuanshan and Zhou Mingkai were tied for the first place.I thought they would be the happiest people when I died.Then he really complied with the sentence that the world is unpredictable, and people's hearts are unpredictable.

I looked away and looked at the sunflowers around me, thinking that Xu Jiayang had never been as bright and sunny as sunflowers in his life.Looking further down, I saw my own legs flickering in and out.

This is the second time, right?The first time was when Zhou Mingkai was robbed in City C. In the ward, I found my hand disappeared and reappeared soon.Now, the same goes for my legs, which started to fade in and out.

Maybe, when the imperial capital ushers in the spring breeze, I will disappear.

People, the past has been hard.