Infatuation is the most boring

Li Jingnian and Li Ji stood in a relatively corner, and Lu Sinuo was talking to Xu Yuanshan over there, everyone's attention was there, but few of them noticed the two brothers.

I stood close to them and heard their whispers.

Li Ji lowered his voice, and whispered to Li Jingnian, "Brother, I still feel that Xu Jiayang doesn't seem like a person who would commit suicide. He used to be so tyrannical that he forced others to commit suicide."

"You said it all, that was before," Li Jingnian replied in a low voice.

Li Ji seemed to be recalling the past, shook his head and said, "It's not like, it's really not like."

"In the past, you, Zhao Jun, and Xu Jiayang, the three of you really had a good life. You can get what you want, and you don't need to bear anything," Li Jingnian said. He won't be able to make it through. Besides, isn't there another evil spirit, Zhou Mingkai?"

"It's really a god." Li Ji smiled, glanced at my portrait, and couldn't laugh again, "It's just, it's a pity that Xu Jiayang is... only 27."

Li Jingnian didn't speak, I only saw his frown.

The atmosphere of the memorial service is not as relaxed as that of the class reunion. No one has a smile on their faces. Even those old classmates who are not familiar with me, it is not appropriate to act relaxed and happy at this time.

People are like this, no one cares when they are alive, but people are afraid of offending after death.When they were alive, they were alone, but after they died, those people showed sad expressions one by one.

It was at this time that Zhou Mingkai came in. As soon as he came in, he attracted most of the people's attention to Xu Yuanshan.

Under the sympathetic, probing or contemptuous gazes of the crowd, he did not look sideways. His eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were deep but glowing. He walked slowly with a bouquet of white roses in his arms.

He was clearly walking towards the photo, but I had the illusion that he was walking towards me, as if he was looking at me, those short steps became long, and that glance seemed like ten thousand years.

The boy in the blue and white school uniform walked towards me on the playground of Minyu, with a warm sun behind him.When the current Zhou Mingkai walked towards me again, he was surrounded by a crowd of people, with the face that belonged to Xu Jiayang when he was 17 years old in front, and the cold light behind him.

The school uniform of every teenager will turn into a serious suit with the passage of time. The person who can walk shoulder to shoulder with you in the sunset is just lost in the depths of time, and can no longer be found.

Zhou Mingkai's shoulders and hair were covered with snow, probably because it was snowing outside again.This year's capital city is abnormal. This kind of heavy snow that hasn't been seen for several years has fallen several times in a row recently.

"How is Mr. Zhou doing?" Zhou Mingkai's arrival was enough to attract Lu Sinuo's full attention. She looked at him and said, "Winter days are short and nights are long, has Mr. Zhou ever dreamed of Xu Jiayang?" ?”

Zhou Mingkai didn't respond to her, feeling a little ignorant, he just stood holding the white rose, shoulder to shoulder with Xu Yuanshan.

"I dreamed about it," Lu Sinuo said. "I dreamed about the sports meeting many years ago. He went for a long-distance run and I went to throw a shot put. Apart from being a little stupid, this person is actually very good, right? Especially for you, so you can't forget him. The person who should remember him best is you, isn't it? "

Zhou Mingkai put down the white rose gently, turning a deaf ear to Lu Sinuo's words.

Lu Sinuo still looked a bit reluctant, so Fatty Wang next to her took her arm and whispered, "Don't talk about it, why are you talking about it? Forget it."

"Forget it?" Lu Sinuo suddenly raised his voice, and everyone looked over in unison. Lu Sinuo looked at Zhou Mingkai with resentment in his eyes, "Why forget it? I held this memorial service just to disgust him ? Why can’t you say it?”

Zhou Mingkai's face was ashen, his lips were blue, he just looked straight at Lu Sinuo, and asked softly: "Lu Sinuo, I'm not having a good time, I'm so sad, I'm so sad that I'm about to die, is this okay? "

"Is it okay?" Lu Sinuo cried out, a little sobbing, "But in five years and ten years, you will still forget him and live a good life!"

Are Lu Sinuo's words torturing Zhou Mingkai, or are they torturing me?

After many years, Xu Jiayang will be gradually forgotten by Zhou Mingkai, and will completely disappear from people's memory once again.Thinking about it this way, the one who should be sad is Xu Jiayang, right?

"Otherwise, what do you want?" Zhou Mingkai asked coldly.

Lu Sinuo was speechless, and she probably didn't think about what was going to happen to her, but she couldn't find a place to vent her pain, so she grabbed Zhou Mingkai and wouldn't let go.This is the same reason as when I refused to let Lin Qingyi go.

Fatty Wang took Lu Sinuo into his arms distressedly, and said, "It's all over, and nothing can come back. It's meaningless to say anything now."

Yeah it doesn't make sense anymore.

I didn't find meaning when I was alive, so where does the meaning come from when I'm dead?

The memorial service lasted until the evening, and people left one after another at six or seven o'clock, and the remaining people only started to end after the people from the restaurant came to remind them.

I heard that Lu Sinuo and Fatty Wang spoke for a moment. There were quite a few things that were going to be burned in front of my grave. Among them, Zhao Jun specially went to work together, and there were a hundred boxes of chocolates to be burned together.

It was the kind he gave to the guests on his wedding day. At that time, he told Zhou Mingkai that he wanted to burn [-] boxes, and he really did it.

I followed Zhou Mingkai back to the apartment, probably because I missed the second generation of Alexander.

On the car back to the apartment, I was sitting in Zhou Mingkai's co-pilot. He was driving with a straight face. I don't know what he was thinking, but I heard his very low voice, saying softly: "Xu Jiayang, I I'm not happy, I'm sad..."

Zhou Mingkai, I'm not happy either, I'm sad too.

After a long time, Zhou Mingkai finally arrived at the downstairs of the apartment, and Zhou Mingkai stopped the car.The electricity in the corridor was cut off for some reason, and it was pitch black. Zhou Mingkai went up the stairs in the dark.

Zhou Mingkai has slight night blindness, and he seldom walked at night before. In addition, there was not much opportunity to walk at night in big cities.I followed Zhou Mingkai, and he walked in front, touching the handrail next to him, taking every step carefully, but when he finally arrived, he missed a step and fell down.

I heard that the fall should have been quite heavy, Zhou Mingkai let out a muffled snort.He moved, I thought he was going to get up, but he immediately attached himself and didn't get up for a long time.

After a long time, I heard his somewhat hoarse cry, which was especially piercing in this invisible darkness, piercing my heart like continuous needles.I can't say how painful it is, but it's uncomfortable.

"Xu Jiayang, I'm very sad..."

"What should I do, I seem to miss you very much..."

"I'll stop making trouble, Xu Jiayang, will you come back?"

"Xu Jiayang...wait for me to go home."

"..."

Zhou Mingkai, Xu Jiayang will not come back again, he will never come back just because you say you miss him.He will never again, wait for you to come home.

I don't know how long Zhou Mingkai stayed in this dark stairwell, probably for a long time. When he got up, his hands and feet were already numb. He was holding on to the handrail, and every step seemed very difficult. He leaned against the wall of the stairwell, I gasped for a long time.

When he opened the door of the room, the second generation of Alexander ran over and bit his trouser leg affectionately, and barked at him for a long time, as if expressing his miss for the period of time apart.

Zhou Mingkai changed his shoes and entered the room, and I made faces at the second generation of Alexander behind him.