Chapter 25 twenty four

However, Lu Yihan still lied to her.He went out to drink again.The next morning, Jing came downstairs, but there was no light downstairs.The ruins show no signs of reconstruction. Xiao Zhuo locked himself in the room to make a plaster cast - he was surprisingly similar to his father, and he liked to drive away the pain by closing himself off.He felt that everything outside was absurd, so he hid, wrapped the room with curtains, and didn't care about the morning and evening. He looks so haggard now.Jing hugged him and found that he had a fever and his forehead was hot.Jing applied a cold towel to his forehead, and found medicine for him.After Jing finished these things and sat down beside Xiao Zhuo, he looked at Jing and said:

"Miss, I forgot to tell you that you are welcome home. It's great that you are back. I seem to see that everything is getting better." Jing's nose was sour, and tears fell.She said: "Xiao Zhuo, take a good rest. I'll call Uncle Lu and let him go home. Everything will be fine, it will be." Jing went downstairs to the living room and dialed Lu Yihan's cell phone.The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.After a while, she dialed again.This time it finally worked.A broken, hoarse and indistinct male voice came from the other side: "Hey?"

Jing's heart only felt a violent shock when he heard his voice, it was the voice of drunkenness.She said aggrievedly: "You lied to me." "It's Xiao Jing..." Lu Yihan's voice became slightly clearer. "Are you still drinking?" Don't talk over there. "Why did you lie to me? You agreed that we were going to build a new home. You promised me! Do you know that Xiao Zhuo is sick? You are the father, and you are our dependence. How can you leave us alone?" Jing complained say. "Xiao Zhuo... is sick?" "His chest hurts again, and he has a fever. Are you coming back? You can start everything again. You have me and Xiaozhuo."

"You and...Xiao Zhuo..." Lu Yihan still repeated her words intermittently. "Yes, Xiao Jing and Xiao Zhuo will stay with Uncle Lu all the time. Xiao Jing and Xiao Zhuo will plant flowers in the garden with Uncle Lu, draw pictures together, buy vegetables together, and cook together." "Really? Okay, I'll go back right away." Lu Yihan finally said. After hanging up the phone, Jing ran upstairs to tell Xiao Zhuo that Uncle Lu would be back.Xiao Zhuo sat up and forced a smile.The high fever still persisted, so she gave him another medicine and covered him with a quilt.

Jing ran downstairs and started cleaning the room, driving away all the dust and polishing the glass.Then Jing went out and took a taxi to the nearest supermarket.She bought Lu Yihan's favorite French baguette, fresh asparagus, squirrel fish, crushed corn, and Xiao Zhuo's favorite cuttlefish balls.And she didn't forget to buy a fresh bouquet of calla lilies - just right for the big vase in the living room.She was doing these things as quickly as possible, hoping to finish lunch before Lu Yihan came back.But on the way back, because of a traffic accident, the entire road was jammed.Jing got out of the car halfway and ran home.She ran under the scorching sun with a big bag of things.How happy she is, she wants to cook a sumptuous meal for them, and cook for them from now on, she runs fast, and feels like flying again.At that moment, she felt that she was so close to happiness.

Jing returned home.Lu Yihan hadn't come back yet.She immediately ran to the kitchen to cook.Stewed asparagus with squirrel fish, steamed cuttlefish balls with lemon and vegetables, garden salad, sweet corn soup.These were all taught to her by Yumi. Yumi used to work as a waitress in a hotel, and learned a few delicate dishes that she plans to cook for her husband in the future.She also listed teaching Jing to cook as one of the courses for "training" Jing, which now seems to be really forward-looking. Jing has never been so satisfied. In such a spacious kitchen, cooking for someone she likes is so focused.

Jing found an orange and light green tablecloth and spread it on—he intentionally chose the most gorgeous one among them, poured half a bottle of water, and inserted the plain white calla lily. However, after Jing finished all these things, Lu Yihan still didn't come back.She sat on the couch and waited.The food on the table was also cool, but he still didn't come back.Jing began to feel uneasy.Called but no one answered.Only continue to wait, carefully cover the food with plastic film. After one o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Zhuo came down from upstairs.He was surprised to find that the house was completely new, and he was delighted to see the food on the table.But instead he asked anxiously:

"Dad hasn't come back yet?" Jing shook her head.They sat down on the sofa and continued to wait.Jing called every few minutes, but no one answered.Jing sat on the sofa, her body getting colder and colder.She leaned over and grabbed Xiao Zhuo's hand, his whole body was burning with fever.He felt Jing's hand was cold, so he clenched it tightly.They snuggle together and watch over the phone.Jing suddenly remembered that they used to snuggle up here to watch horror movies, and they had grown up in a flash, and the sorrow after growing up turned out to be so long, like mountains that had to be climbed one after another.Now they can only hold each other tightly, afraid of getting lost again-they have been away from each other for too long.

Gradually, Xiao Zhuo fell asleep leaning on Jing. Things are indeed wonderful and full of mystery.Jing did feel dizzy for no reason one second before the phone rang.It's like feeling a black flock of eagles hovering over your head on the top of a desperate mountain, approaching lower and lower, and you can see many sharp beaks with sharp hooks.They will perch on you, tear you apart, and eat you till the bones are seen. You've seen them, but you can't hide them at all. Then the next second, the phone rang.Her hand trembled, as if she had pricked her finger with a spindle designed by a witch.Jing finally picked up the receiver.

Lu Yihan died in a car accident.He did promise Jing to start over, but how could Jing know that it is easier said than done to start over?Jing still doesn't know that the big house they lived in that was once covered with roses and planted with oleanders is no longer theirs.What to start over?Of course, Lu Yihan would like to thank Jing, because she described such a beautiful new life to him.He was relieved and promised her to go home.He then drove home immediately.But he drank too much wine, his head was so dizzy, and there was a blur of flowers in front of his eyes.Regardless of these, he must go home immediately.His two children are waiting for him at home.He slammed on the accelerator and galloped.The car collided with the truck halfway, and Lu Yihan died on the spot.

Jing passed by him at that time.Because she was anxious to go home to cook, she jumped out of the taxi that was stuck on the road and ran home.She passed the crowd of onlookers on that road, and a traffic accident happened, which caused a traffic jam.But she didn't slow down at all.She thought it had nothing to do with her, she had no interest in watching the excitement, she just knew to go home and cook for him. The girl was holding a baguette in a paper bag, a large bouquet of calla lilies, and all kinds of food that Lu Yihan liked, and sprinted down the street.At that time, her heart was full of joy, and she felt that happiness was like a lower and lower cloud, which was about to touch the corner of her brow.That's how she was, thinking of him, passing him.At that time, he was lying in a pool of blood, and his body was slowly closing like a door that was about to be closed forever.The last gleam in his eyes dimmed, and he opened his mouth. Will he call her?Did he feel her passing? But they always miss it.When he was completely cold, she was cooking for him in the kitchen with sweat on her forehead.She will not know that he is rising higher and higher, saying goodbye to this human fireworks forever and ever. When Jing and Xiao Zhuo arrived at the hospital, he had already gone far.Jing felt a crackling sound from Xiao Zhuo's throat beside him, and turned to look at him, and he had fallen to the ground.Xiao Zhuo had a persistent high fever, and he managed to get to the hospital with all his strength.When he saw his father for the last time, he had a sudden heart attack and passed out.This fainting is not a bad thing, it can put the sudden bad news on hold temporarily, like an effective hypnosis.So he doesn't have to face the funeral like Jing, and doesn't have to appreciate the death thoroughly like Jing. That day Jing stood beside Lu Yihan and said goodbye to him for the last time.She stroked his face gently with one hand, and took his hand with the other.At this moment, she felt that Lu Yihan's hand was hot and humid, and it suddenly shook, and she seemed to see that hand stretched out towards her.It was an autumn afternoon, and she was hiding behind the curtains.He walked into her room, saw her break the mirror, and sat lifelessly on the floor, hating herself.He approached her, held out his hand, and pulled her up.He saw the bloodstain on her skirt that made her panic, and he said that Jing had grown up. However, he didn't know until he died that Jing's first thing when he grew up was to love him.He didn't know that what Jing had been doing since she grew up was trying to win his love.He didn't know that in order to win his love, Jing cruelly starved herself and made herself beautiful. She studied so hard in order to go to the university he had attended.She wrote articles, drew pictures, and learned to dance, all to make herself a perfect woman worthy of his love.He didn't know that Jing walked so tenaciously step by step and became better and better, not to win the words and eyes of praise from the crowd, not to win his radiance, but to win his Love, that's all.This is what life is all about. So now, why can she continue? At this time Jing suddenly understood that the arrival of happiness is far from as simple as people think.When you feel that happiness is approaching, it is actually just the short-term departure of those difficulties and pains. They hide in the dark and sing softly. However, because of your excessive desire for happiness, you ignore their calls. Like the fog that pervades when you wake up in the morning, it has dissipated at this time.However, they will definitely jump out again and catch them off guard. Jing walked to the phone booth after leaving the hospital.She dialed the phone and said to Yumi over there: "All efforts were in vain and can now end."