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After Yan Mingyang finished speaking, the ward was quiet for a while.He tilted his head slightly, avoiding Liu Heng, and his eyes could fall on Shen Zui's body.

Shen Zui was still squeezing the doll rabbit, moving at a constant speed.The light happened to hit him on the face, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Shen Zui?" Liu Heng asked inside, seeking Shen Zui's opinion.

"Come in." Shen Zui put down the rabbit casually, "It's not good to stand at the door."

Yan Mingyang walked in, and Liu Heng closed the door when he went out.

"Did you hear what I just said?" Shen Zui didn't stand up when he saw Yan Mingyang.He folded his hands on his knees and leaned slightly against the chair.

"En." Yan Mingyang nodded.He found that the drunken and flickering eyes were a bit sly, revealing a rather aura of stealth.

"Help me play..." Shen Zui chuckled lightly, touching the tip of his nose, "Yan Mingyang, the nonsense we both told each other, there is not a basket but a sack."

"Do you really think I will believe it?"

"I've struggled." Yan Mingyang sat down in front of Shen Zui, crossed his legs, and said calmly, "Otherwise I wouldn't have made such a long trip."

With a sneer on his lips, Shen Zui looked at Yan Mingyang steadily.

The corners of Yan Mingyang's mouth twitched slightly, and there was a little imperceptible shyness when he spoke, "Shen Zui, I am willing to be a good person for you."

The intoxicated stare lasted for a few seconds.Then he snorted disapprovingly, "Yan Mingyang, I'm an actor who often can't make a show."

"Because I am an extreme experientialist, I always perform by living as a character, and the emotions I put in make it difficult for me to escape."

""Zuo Liu" is not the first time, and it will most likely not be the last time. Don't tell me that every time I can't make a play, you—"

"Of course." Yan Mingyang quickly intercepted Shen Zui's words, with a calm but firm tone, "Even if you are admitted to a mental hospital, I will not give up on you."

"........."

The weather in September was very weird, the dazzling sunlight just now disappeared at some point, and the ward was dark, and the dancing curtains looked gloomy.

"Let's go." Shen Zui turned back, facing the table, and stopped looking at Yan Mingyang.

Yan Mingyang frowned, "Don't you believe me?"

"I don't need you now," Shen Zui didn't answer Yan Mingyang's question, "especially I don't need you to help me play."

When Yan Mingyang left that day, he didn't say "I'll come see you tomorrow".He felt a mist around Shen Zui's body, resisting his approach.

Compared with Yan Mingyang, who is honest and has a chance to do some good things, Shen Zui seems to be more willing to accept him who has other plans and speaks without a word of truth.

Shen Zui was too insecure, he could only allow himself to be in a relationship from which he could withdraw at any time.

Yan Mingyang lived in Qi City for a few more days.He would ask Sang Lili to inquire about Shen Zui's situation every day, but he never talked to Shen Zui himself.

There will be times when intoxication needs me.

Yan Mingyang thought.

One morning when Shen Zui was about to be discharged from the hospital, Yan Mingyang had just finished a video conference when he suddenly received a hasty call from Xiao An.

Chen Axue passed away.

The people in the temple didn't see her all day yesterday, and didn't see her come out this morning, so they opened the door and went in to have a look.

She passed away peacefully, with a peaceful face, and the cause of death was related to the heart.Judging from the medical records found in her room, she should have known that she was going to die soon and had no intention of treating her.

She has no other relatives, and the staff in the temple got in touch with Shen Zui.

According to Xiao An, Shen Zui was very calm when he received the call, neither bored nor sad; he listened patiently to the other party and only said "Got it".

When Yan Mingyang drove to the hospital, Shen Xin was preparing funeral supplies in a nearby funeral parlor.

He said that Ah Xue was a beauty lover during her lifetime, and she couldn't walk around ugly and slovenly after death.

"You're here." Seeing Yan Mingyang, Shen Zui only looked up, not too surprised.

Yan Mingyang saw Xiao An standing next to Shen Zui with eyes dodging, so he took the initiative to say, "The funeral is quite troublesome, Xiao An only told me for your own good."

"I know," Shen Zui glanced at Yan Mingyang inexplicably, "I asked her to call you."

Yan Mingyang was a little flattered and stunned.He touched his chin unconsciously, "Oh, yes, yes, so..."

"We don't have any relatives or friends in our family, and I don't know the rules of funeral affairs." His intoxicated eyes moved back to the shroud in front of him, and his tone was neither humble nor overbearing, "If you are busy, you can lend me Sang Lili or Liang Ce as well." OK."

"Let me do it. They are not from Qi City, so they don't understand the rules here." Yan Mingyang looked around, "Is there no one from the temple?"

"Generally speaking, only if the inheritance is donated to the temple, the temple will take care of the funeral." Shen Zui seemed to have picked something, and sighed in ecstasy, "A Xue still left everything to me."

"However, she gave birth to me, and it is my duty to die for her."

Yan Mingyang stretched out a palm, and lightly stroked Shen Zui's shoulder, "You seem to be a little thinner."

Xiao An immediately turned around, pretending to be bargaining with the boss.

"This is the funeral parlor." Shen Zui squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

"I know." Yan Mingyang was stunned before he realized it.He withdrew his hand slowly, "I just want to comfort you."

"I'm fine." Shen Zui looked calm.After he finished choosing, he asked Xiao An to take the things to check out, "It's not like I lost my last relative today."

Yan Mingyang also has some local contacts in Qi City.He found a reliable professional funeral director, and planned to ask someone to help Ah Xue set up a decent cemetery.

It is not easy to buy cemeteries these days, so we often have to pick them in advance.A Xue left without warning, so it would be very difficult for her to be cremated and buried immediately.

It is impossible for Yan Mingyang to let Shen Zui do such a hard and difficult task.He was also worried about leaving the selection of the cemetery in the hands of others, so he had to go to several places by himself.

According to the rules, after the death of the elder in the family, the younger generation must keep vigil at home and keep the incense sticks alive all night.Yan Mingyang didn't come back from the mountains in the suburbs until eight o'clock in the evening.He only saw Xiao An in the hospital, and Shen Zui had to stay in the room where Ah Xue lived in the temple tonight.

Yan Mingyang, who is full of travel and dust, was shocked when he heard the words, "Is he alone?"

Xiao An nodded helplessly.

At night, the temple is solemn and cold, and when the bell rings, I always feel that the eaves will tremble three times.

Shen Zui stays alone in the room where Ah Xue died.He opened the box left by Ah Xue, which contained some of her belongings, bank cards, and a "sorry" left for Shen Zui.

Chen Zui picked the best one among all the photos of Ah Xue today, and it has been enlarged and intended to be used as a portrait.

The mother-child relationship between Shen Zui and A Xue was cut off very early.So much so that when Ah Xue passed away, he didn't even feel the loneliness of being alone.

There was a knock on the door, three knocks evenly.Shen Zui thought it was someone from the temple, so he stood up and opened the door in response.

In the four corners of the sky, the moonlight was as bright as if a piece of the sky was missing.Yan Mingyang stood outside the door with his hands behind his back, reminding Shen Zui of the night when he was filming "Zuo Liu".

"Why are you here?" Shen Zui held the door, not intending to let Yan Mingyang in, "I didn't ask Xiao An to tell you this time."

"I can't let you watch alone all night." Yan Mingyang saw Shen Zui's fingers pawing at the door tightly, and said helplessly, "I just help you finish this matter, it doesn't mean anything else."

Shen Zui looked at Yan Mingyang for a while, then turned around and went back to the house without making a sound.

Yan Mingyang followed in and closed the door gently.He added a stick of incense, held it and bowed three times before inserting it into the incense burner, "I ordered a cemetery today, the feng shui is good."

"Yeah." Shen Zui put away Ah Xue's belongings, put them in a box and locked them up, "Are you coming to the memorial service tomorrow?"

"Come on." Yan Mingyang went around to Shen Zui, tilting his head to look at his expression, "What's wrong?"

"There is no one to hold the ashes during the burial." After Shen Zui finished speaking sullenly, he knelt down on the cushion in front of the incense burner, "I have to hold the portrait."

The current rules are simple, no longer need the juniors to kneel all night, just want to kneel for a while intoxicated.He looked up at the wispy and thin smoke on the incense burner, in a daze.

Yan Mingyang stood aside, neither kneeling nor sitting, but standing all the time.He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just watched quietly.

"Actually, you don't have to be so careful." After an unknown amount of time, Shen Zui said, "You don't owe me anything."

One stick of incense was about to burn out, Yan Mingyang stepped forward to add another stick, skillfully, "Yeah."

Neither Shen Zui nor Yan Mingyang closed their eyes that night.The next day is the day of Chen Axue's burial. Before going up the mountain, a memorial service and cremation must be held at the funeral home.

Chen Axue has no relatives, friends, or old acquaintances. Maybe she once had them, but she didn't know where they were scattered for a long time.

There were only four or five people at the memorial service.Xiao'an, Sang Lili, and Liang Ce are all hearing about Chen Axue for the first time; Yan Ting barely knows her, but it's not enough to write a sacrificial article.

Shen Zui stood alone in the relatives and friends area, shaking hands with the few of them amidst the thick and sad music.

Afterwards, Chen Axue was pushed to be cremated, and Shen Zui knelt on the ground alone again, and kowtowed in the direction she was going away.

Chen Axue was cremated and buried as quickly as a standard procedure.When coming down from the cemetery hill, Shen Zui held the portrait of A Xue in both hands, leaned on Yan Mingyang and fell asleep unknowingly.

Yan Mingyang moved his posture quietly, making Shen Zui lean more comfortably.He tentatively touched Shen Zui's hair, thinking: at least he still wants to need me.

When he returned to the hospital, Shen Zui's discharge procedures had already been completed.He just came to pick up his luggage, and he was going back to Shanghai this afternoon as planned.

"Thank you for the past two days." When getting off the car, Shen Zui stroked her messy hair, pretending not to know that she had leaned on Yan Mingyang all the way, "Thanks for your hard work."

Yan Mingyang had a lot of glib words, but he finally held back all of them, "Yeah."

Shen Zui nodded.He was about to get out of the car when Xiaoan came over: "Mr. Shen, our car is full of luggage!"

"........."

"Only one more person can sit." Xiao An suppressed a smile.

"Oh." Shen Zui said as if nothing had happened, "Then you can take President Yan's car, I want to squeeze in with my luggage."

"Wait." Yan Mingyang pressed the shoulder of Shen Zui.

Shen Zui looked back at Yan Mingyang, "What are you doing?"

"I'll go to your car." Yan Mingyang opened the other car door and walked straight to the other car.

Shen Zui was in the same car with Xiaoan, Liang Ce, and Sang Lili, and when they returned to Shanghai, the lights were already on.

The two cars, one in front of the other, drove towards Shen drunk's residence at the same time.After arriving at the entrance of the unit, Xiao An got out of the car first and asked everyone to help Shen Zui carry the luggage.

Shen Zui thought for a while and got out of the car.

"Hey, Teacher Shen!" Xiaoan regarded Shen Zui, who had just recovered from a serious illness and had just lost his mother, as a giant panda, "Don't do it, we'll just move it."

Shen Zui waved his hand, and walked towards the car where the luggage was loaded.He knocked on the car window, and the window glass rolled down after a while.

"What's the matter?" Yan Mingyang was squeezed to the side of the car door by three suitcases, and he was still working on the computer in a graceful manner.

"Get out of the car." Shen Zui leaned on the car window with his arms, raised his chin inward, "Carry two pieces of luggage upstairs, I have something to tell you."

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