Show one's ugliness

Ji Cen was temporarily dizzy due to emotional over-excitement, and he was sober after a while after being pulled up and helped to a chair.

After returning to consciousness and recovering his five senses, he opened his eyes and looked for something in the surrounding environment.Seeing this, Sun Shuyu said to him: "People pushed away, Uncle Jiang and Uncle Liang went to deal with it. You have to take it easy."

Dong Jiahui also bent down and asked Ji Cen: "Is there any discomfort, if you really can't do it, go to the consulting room."

Ji Cen licked the small wound on his tongue and waved his hands: "It's okay, I feel much better, I don't know what's going on, I haven't had this situation before."

"Fortunately, my head didn't hit the ground directly," Nurse Xiao Jiang pointed to Ji Cen's forehead and said, "but the skin was still scratched."

Ji Cen put his palm on his forehead and felt a band-aid before he knew where it was damaged.I don't know who posted it for him. He has no specific impression of the 2 minutes after the fall just now.

I only remember that several people got him up, checking and shouting.

Xiaotao pointed to her forehead and raised her hand, which means she posted it.

There were people coming and going in the corridor of the hospital, and he wanted to go through various procedures.Huo Yazi pressed his shoulders and forced him to sit down: "There are so many people here, I don't need you. If it wasn't for fear that you wouldn't be able to support them and the girls, I would go too. You just need to rest quietly. .”

In the minds of Liang Guangsheng and Jiang Liwen's generation, after a person dies, the younger generation must cry to see him off, so that the deceased can leave with more peace of mind.

Ji Cen didn't cry to see him off, but the boys who pushed Xiao Mingjun downstairs all cried to see him off.

Among them, Shao Jingcheng had the loudest voice, and what he cried was with genuine emotion.In Xiao Mingjun's last days, besides Ji Cen, he was the person who accompanied Xiao Mingjun the most.

He had long regarded Xiao Mingjun and Ji Cen as family members.He was supposed to accompany her tonight.He also secretly prepared small snacks for Xiao Mingjun to eat.

Seeing that the New Year is coming, Xiao Mingjun told him that this year the three of them will celebrate the New Year together at Four Seasons Fruit.But Xiao Mingjun didn't make it to this year.

When he finally confirmed with the hospital, Liang Guangsheng meant that it would be unlucky to do funeral affairs at the end of the year. He suggested that Xiao Mingjun be put in the morgue first, and then follow up after the new year.

The juniors who followed didn't say anything. After all, they didn't have too much experience. They chose to cooperate with the elders in charge.

Only Shao Jingcheng retorted on the spot: "Let Uncle Xiao lie in that cold place for several days? Boss will definitely not agree. If you don't believe me, ask."

There is a stalemate over whether to deal with it directly or temporarily put it on hold.In the end, everyone had to seek Ji Cen's opinion.

Everyone is dead, why do you care about the so-called auspicious or unlucky?Besides, Ji Cen couldn't bear to let Xiao Mingjun lie alone in the morgue when Wanjia's family was reunited.

He wanted to send Xiao Mingjun back to his hometown as soon as possible, so that Xiao Mingjun could rest in peace early.

Although it sounds absurd to the older generation, Ji Cen is the one who can make the final decision.

That's how things settled down.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Mingjun's body was taken to the funeral home.

Jiang Liwen said it well to arrange the funeral for Xiao Mingjun.

But Ji Cen shook his head and said, "No, those who celebrate the New Year, don't bring bad luck to everyone. After the cremation is over, I'll just bring the ashes back to the source."

"Will it be too simple, Xiao Cen," Jiang Liwen said with tears streaming down his face, "Your uncle is the best face."

"It's okay." Ji Cen pursed his lips, "As long as it's my arrangement, he will be satisfied."

Jiang Liwen: "Huiyuanfeng, I'll go back with you."

"Uncle Jiang is really useless, I want to take him back by myself."

Jiang Liwen held Ji Cen's hand, sighed and said, "Okay, then I will send him off at the funeral home at the end."

It was after two o'clock in the afternoon that everyone left the funeral home.

When he returned to the store and saw Qi Heng was there, Wang Peng wondered whether to go to his new house to eat hot pot.

Not long after Qi Heng arrived at Wang Peng's store, he actually stopped by to keep warm.Wang Peng came back while chatting with the little guy who knew him well in the store.

Wang Peng asked Dong Jiahui to go buy some more food, Dong Jiahui said with a smile: "Then call Shu Yu and the others too."

No matter what she does, Dong Jiahui is willing to call a good girlfriend.Usually in private, the two of them always get together alone, Wang Peng said without thinking, "Call, let them hurry up."

After Wang Peng finished inspecting and instructing the young man to sit down, Qi Heng asked, "Have you finished dealing with Xiao Mingjun's matter?"

"Not yet," Wang Peng put his hands into his cuffs and said, "But it's too soon, brother Cen doesn't want to make a big deal, and wants to keep everything simple. Practice tomorrow morning, and brother Cen will return to Yuanfeng in the afternoon, and the burial can be completed the next morning. "

"He will come back by himself?"

"Yes, he won't let anyone follow."

Qi Heng remembered that Ji Cen told him jokingly before that he would be buried under the hill of Yuanfeng for Xiao Mingjun after a hundred years.

Thinking about it now, none of them thought that Xiao Mingjun would go there at this age.

"It's good to be simple." Qi Heng said.

Wang Peng added two pieces of briquettes to the stove: "It's mainly because it's the end of the year, and it's really not suitable for funerals. Alas... You said that this person would be gone if he said nothing. The treatment will eventually give a good result. It would be good to live a few more years with a kidney replacement. I know I shouldn’t say this, but to be honest, Uncle Xiao’s departure really freed him , and freed Brother Cen."

Qi Heng spread his palms to warm the fire, and remained silent.

After Sun Shuyu and Huo Yazi arrived, the five of them rushed to Wang Peng's new house.

While eating hot pot, drinking and chatting, after learning that Kuo Yazi and Sun Shuyu were about to have a happy event, Qi Heng said loudly: "Okay, here's another gift. Slow down, and wait for my student party."

"Qi Lao Wu," said Huo Yazi, holding up his wine glass, "I'm not talking about you, it's as if we wait for you and you can finally marry a wife and have children."

After saying this, the table fell silent.

Qi Heng who was on alcohol suddenly thought of Ji Cen, he held the glass and smiled, shook his head and drank the wine in the glass without saying anything.

"Come, come," Wang Peng poured out his wine and said, "Let's do it together. I hope everyone has their own destination, peace and happiness, and it's over."

Sun Shuyu responded, "Yes, and wish us all a fortune."

"Come, come, get rich, get rich." Dong Jiahui said with a smile.

After returning from the funeral home, Ji Cen stayed on the second floor of Siji Fruit.

Shao Jingcheng went up to look twice, and saw him sitting motionless at the dining table.

Except for the ashtray, there is a big bag on the table.Inside the bag were Xiao Mingjun's personal belongings that he packed back from the hospital.

"Boss," Shao Jingcheng said as he walked up the last flight of stairs, "You have been sitting for a long time. Come down with me and get busy."

Chinese New Year is coming soon, and Four Seasons Fruits is busy.All kinds of fruits sold by boxes are constantly moving out.

Although Xiao Mingjun is gone, the world continues as usual.Ji Cen raised his eyes and said, "I'll go down later."

Shao Jingcheng knew that Ji Cen felt uncomfortable, and it would be even more uncomfortable if Ji Cen was left alone. He didn't wait for Ji Cen to say "for a while", and pulled Ji Cen's clothes and said, "Right now, hurry up."

He was busy downstairs until seven or eight o'clock. After the Four Seasons Fruit closed the shop, Shao Jingcheng asked Ji Cen to go out for something to eat together.

Ji Cen said he couldn't eat, so he went back to Wynn.He fed the iron pan first, and then washed his face.

When going back to the bedroom from the bathroom, he stopped and sat on the stairs.Xiao Mingjun used to sit next to him and eat the meat he brought back.

When the person left in the hospital, he didn't cry.

Now just sitting here, his tears are uncontrollable.

With Xiao Mingjun here, he still has a home.With Xiao Mingjun gone, he has no home.

Although it was hard to collect medical expenses for Xiao Mingjun, he would rather Xiao Mingjun was still lying in the hospital waiting for him to pass.

In fact, Xiao Mingjun didn't leave very suddenly.Ji Cen knew it was just that he couldn't accept it.

Thinking about it carefully, Xiao Mingjun had already said goodbye to him.Say goodbye to him every day.

For several months, every day when he walked out of the ward or out of Xiao Mingjun's sight, Xiao Mingjun would wave to him.

Ji Cen only thought that Xiao Da's vernacular was not serious before, but he didn't know that every time he separated, even if he just went downstairs to get some medicine, Xiao Mingjun watched him well.

Even when he went to make millet porridge this morning, when he turned his head, Xiao Mingjun kept looking at him.

Xiao Mingjun was prepared that every time he turned around, he would never see each other again.It was Ji Cen who was not prepared.

The more Ji Cen thought about it, the more he couldn't stop crying.

The accountant will never ask him for money again.

When Ji Cen was sobbing in his grief, he suddenly heard movement at the door.

He silenced his voice and wiped his tears with his sleeve.Guess it might be that Shao Jingcheng came back to bring him food.

He urgently dealt with the tears and expressions, got up and went to the door to check.

Pulling back the heavy cotton curtain, Ji Cen saw the outline of a familiar figure outside the frosted glass door.

His heart trembled.

It's Qi Heng.

Qi Heng came out after drinking at Wang Peng's. He wanted to take a taxi back to Yangnan, but he told his master to go to the entrance of the teacher's college after getting in the taxi.

He had been brought here by some strong pull deep within him.

He made excuses for himself and said that he should blow the wind to sober up, but he still walked to the front of Wynn.

Seeing the darkness in Wynn's room, he thought no one was there.The moment he pulled the door with his hand and found that it was locked from the inside, he wanted to leave immediately.

He thought that even if Ji Cen came down from the second floor, it would take some time, or he simply didn't hear his soft voice.

But just as he was about to turn around and leave, Ji Cen opened the cotton curtain.

Ji Cen unscrewed the door lock, and when the glass door opened, the metal edge at the bottom of the door wiped off a layer of frost and snow on the concrete floor.

"I..." It was rare for Qi Heng to speak first, he put his hands in his coat pocket, his shoulders tightened slightly, "Come and get my bicycle."

Ji Cen pressed the switch at the door, and the old-fashioned light stick bounced a few times before lighting up steadily.He turned sideways to signal Qi Heng to enter the door: "Didn't you say no more?"

Before just now, he really didn't want it anymore, but Qi Heng couldn't think of any other reason for him to appear at the gate of Yongli.He stepped into the door: "I regretted it. Can't I regret it?"

"Yes, your things are all yours anyway." Ji Cen smiled lightly.

After approaching, he noticed that Ji Cen had cried. Qi Heng was a little at a loss. He tapped the empty place where the foot mat should be placed by the door with the tip of his shoe, and said in a firm tone: "The iron pot is still there. .”

Ji Cen nodded: "You can eat and drink, live well."

After saying this, he took the lead towards the stairs: "Come and see if it has gained a lot of weight."

It's all here, and it's not too late to take a look at that arrogant goose.

Qi Heng walked very slowly when he went up the stairs, and every step reminded him of those days when he was preparing for the exam in the third year of high school, those days when he got up early and waited until late to pass on these steps.

Ji Cen turned on the lights all the way, whether it was beside the stairs or in the corridor, he turned on the lights as he walked.

Finally, when he reached the bedroom, he quickly walked inside and turned on the balcony light.

The iron pot that had just been full saw Qi Heng and immediately poured some water as a gift.

Qi Heng was amused by this scene, he squatted down and looked at the iron pot through the balcony glass and said softly: "It has gained a lot of weight, it feels a lot bigger."

"Yes," Ji Cen leaned against the wall and said, "Whole grains, vegetables and fruits have never lost their mouths."

The iron pot wandered around, half-spreading its wings from time to time, especially restless, as if it knew that two people were staring at it.

Qi Heng shifted his gaze from the iron pot to Ji Cen reflected on the glass, and found that Ji Cen was not looking at the iron pot at all.He immediately looked down at the floor beside his feet and said, "I've heard about Xiao Mingjun."

"Did you go to the hospital today?" Ji Cen asked after thinking about it.

Although there were many people in the hospital at that time, he could clearly distinguish Qi Heng's voice.Even if it's just a cough.

Qi Heng was stunned for a moment and then replied: "I heard what Wang Peng said."

Qi Heng did go to the hospital, but he subconsciously didn't admit it.He was by the window near the central operating room, and he could see Ji Cen when he turned sideways.

Otherwise, he wouldn't know that Ji Cen has a bandage on his forehead because he touched his forehead when he fell.

When he gets along with Ji Cen again, he wants to care openly and greet him sincerely.But he lacks an identity.

He was afraid that Ji Cen didn't need it at all.He can no longer do humble things.

Ji Cen was right. Sure enough, they couldn't even be friends in the end.

After hearing the sudden closing of the door downstairs, Qi Heng stood up: "Where is the car, I will ride back."

"Live in that room before you." Ji Cen gestured.

"Boss, I brought you Wumingyuan back, you can eat as much as you want, you have nothing for a day..."

Shao Jingcheng, who went upstairs while talking, said "ah" after seeing Qi Heng who came downstairs carrying a bicycle.

"Yeah, don't you know me?" Qi Heng moved and glanced at Shao Jingcheng.

Shao Jingcheng looked at Ji Cen, who was still following Qi Heng, and Ji Cen raised his chin at Qi Heng's back: "He came to pick up the car."

"Oh yes, the boss almost fought with others because of your car," Shao Jingcheng said to Qi Heng who had already put down the mountain bike on the first floor, "The opponent's knives are all on display, he..."

"Are you idle?" Ji Cen asked Shao Jingcheng, "If you are idle, go pick out those frozen pears and frozen persimmons overnight."

Shao Jingcheng leaned forward and handed over the rice noodles in his hand: "Farewell, I'll pick it up tomorrow morning, I'll go back to sleep first."

After Shao Jingcheng, who ran downstairs, went out, Qi Heng, who was pushing the cart, stepped back and looked up, "Thank you."

Then he pushed the car and disappeared at the door without stopping.

When the door bounced shut, the room fell into silence.Disappointed, Ji Cen let out a long sigh.

The reason why he told Qi Heng that the bicycle was at Wynn was that he really hoped that Qi Heng could come to pick it up.

After Qi Heng said no, he was also disappointed because he missed a chance to meet, but when Qi Heng really came to pick up the car, he was even more disappointed.

It seems that there is no reason to see Qi Heng anymore.But the one that was pushed away first is not eligible to miss.

The room was brightly lit, but his eyes were dimmed.

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