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Coming out of the nursing home, Jing was silent all the way.Shen and Zhijing had a lot of doubts in their hearts, and they were frustrated because the perfect image in their hearts was shattered.He then proposed to sit in a coffee shop.Jing was very hesitant. She had stomach pains since she left the nursing home, and she was a little resistant to unfamiliar coffee shops.So he went halfway around the city and went to the house where Shen He celebrated Jing's birthday.This house is actually very run down, it is in a good location not far from Taoli Street, and there is a danger of closing down and changing hands at any time.The name of the store is written on the signboard: "Broken Bridge".Jing suddenly turned her head and said to Shen He, I always miss the past like this, even if it is a coffee shop, I only want to go to the old one.Shen He replied to her and said: Why did you go to walk when you knew the bridge was broken?

Shen He took a sip of coffee and said to Jing: You must ask me a lot of questions, so just ask.But there are some things that I don't understand. Neither Cong Wei nor Lu Yihan said anything, so I don't know. When did Cong Wei become like this?Jing started to ask questions, holding hot milk in her hand, trying to stop the stomach pain quickly. In fact, she has been good for a while and bad for a while.A while ago she wasn't living in a nursing home.I placed her with my parents, but then she suddenly became so serious that my family could no longer take care of her, so she was sent to a nursing home.

When did she return home? She returned to China not long after Lu Yihan passed away, perhaps only a few months away.When I told her that Lu Yihan had passed away, she immediately became seriously ill.For a period of time, he recuperated in a nursing home.Later, her condition improved, but she forgot about Lu Yihan's death, and returned to the previous state, looking forward to Lu Yihan's visit to her.Always repeated like this, but can't remember his death. Jing was sore for a while, holding the hot milk tightly in her hands to keep warm.She asked, then why did Uncle Lu and her separate?How did she become like this now?

Cong Wei and Lu Yihan were only fifteen or sixteen years old when they met.Lu Yihan was staying at his aunt's house in Hangzhou at the time, and planned to enter the Academy of Fine Arts.Cong Wei's elder brother is very good at oil painting, so Lu Yihan followed him to learn, often sitting at Cong Wei's house for a whole day.They got to know each other.Later, Lu Yihan's father died of illness suddenly, and he was urgently called back to inherit the family business and take care of his mother.So Lu Yihan left Hangzhou, but Cong Wei has always been stubborn and willful. Because she was attached to Lu Yihan, she came to the north to look for him again, and traveled thousands of miles to join him.At that time, Lu Yihan had already passed the entrance examination of S University, and it was very hard for him to take care of his studies and his seriously ill mother.He was naturally happy that Cong Wei came to join him, but on the other hand, he didn't know how to take care of her.She is a pampered girl who likes to rely on him. When he is in class, she often goes to him and waits for him outside.Lu Yihan is very busy, and Cong Wei has no relatives in this city. She often feels lonely.And her writing also started from this time.She has always liked romance, and because her grandfather studied in the United States, her family education has always been somewhat westernized. Her yearning for a free life and her fanatical pursuit of art made her not want to stay in one place so lonely.Therefore, Cong Wei hoped that Lu Yihan would suspend his studies and go abroad with her.In the early 1980s, it was the craze of going abroad. Foreign countries are romantic, free and fashionable... However, Lu Yihan did not want to go abroad. On the one hand, he was the only son in his family and had to take care of his mother; on the other hand, He also likes oriental culture and is fascinated by ancient Chinese art.They therefore had a disagreement.

Cong Wei is a very westernized girl.In the early 1980s, she sat there with shawl hair and leather shoes with small pointed heels, lighting a cigarette leisurely for herself, which frightened Lu Yihan's mother and other relatives of the Lu family.They unanimously opposed Lu Yihan's relationship with Cong Wei.At that time, Cong Wei's first book had just been published and received good reviews. She was so obsessed with creation, it seemed like she was being burned by a fire, and she wanted to live a vigorous life.Cong Wei became more and more extreme and impulsive, and even cut himself with a knife, and sometimes threw things manically.Sometimes when she suddenly lost her creative inspiration, she was as desperate as the end of the world and lost her temper to vent her anger.There was even a fierce quarrel with Lu Yihan's mother, which caused her to slip and break her leg. She was so full of resentment that she couldn't get out of bed and walk around, and she passed away before the end of that summer.This incident made Lu Yihan very sad. Even though Cong Wei could not be completely blamed for his mother's death, he also realized that he and Cong Wei were not suitable.Cong Wei is so long and swaying, even though it is fascinating, it is not something ordinary people can tolerate.So Lu Yihan decided to break up with Cong Wei.Cong Wei was disheartened and left the city.What happened after that was not very clear to Shen He.Cong Wei finally got his wish and went to study in the United States, but Lu Yihan married a wife and had children, and his wife passed away soon.

However, life abroad disappointed Cong Wei. She could not speak the language, and needed to work part-time to earn tuition fees. She had no friends or relatives.In such a depressed and helpless life, Cong Wei drank alcohol and smoked marijuana.When her parents came to visit her a few years later, she was already depraved.They sent her to rehab and stayed in the US to care for her.When Shen He contacted Cong Wei that year, it was when she was at her lowest.Shen He encouraged her to continue writing books and re-established her self-confidence.Cong Wei actually wanted to go back to China all the time. She also wrote to Lu Yihan later, but she didn't reply. She guessed that he still hated her so much.Until four years ago, the plane that Cong Wei's parents were on crashed, and they both died.So far, Cong Wei has no more nostalgia in the United States. When she returns to China, she returns to this city like her second hometown, but things have changed.Cong Wei had another mental breakdown.

In Cong Wei's fragmented memory now, it seems that she is still the high-spirited little girl who just fell in love with writing. She just came to this city to join Lu Yihan, so she doesn't remember his death or their dispute. , she just said, you just tell Lu Yihan that I am here, don't tell others, they may tell my parents, and my parents will take me back... She has a sincere and innocent face, she is afraid of nightmares, Fear of thunder, fear of strangers. After Shen He finished speaking, he extinguished the cigarette.The coffee in the cup was already cold, so he called the waiter and asked him to get a new cup.Jing asked sadly after a long time: Does Cong Wei have any other relatives?

No.I have contacted her brother, but her brother died of lung cancer a few years ago, and her brother's family has no relationship with Cong Weisu, and will not take care of her. Her book only writes about Narcissus's aloofness and narcissism, but her life is so desolate.Jing sighed. She has always wanted to save face. No matter how hard she lived in the United States, she refused to come back.After she returned to China, she just found me and begged me not to tell anyone about it. When can she leave the nursing home?Can she still write? I don't know, it depends on whether her condition improves.I don't know if I can write.Because she has been walking on a bumpy road, how many times she has deviated and walked back, it seems to be a secret arrangement.

I think she should continue to write, because in the end everything is for naught, only writing is still with her.Jing said. In fact, sometimes I really don’t know whether encouraging her to continue writing is helping her or hurting her.Shen He looked out the window in confusion. why would you say so? Writing makes her constantly dig out memories, and she treats them as treasures, and she is not willing to throw them away. This is what you want me to understand, right?Jing asked with a smile. Ok.Writing is your salvation and your catastrophe. Then you know I'm dangerous.Jing smiled back at him again.

Yes, I know you are dangerous.Shen He had a sad expression, without a hint of a smile. Jing burst into tears suddenly, and she didn't dare to look at Shen He's deep eyes again.She called the waiter and asked for a birthday cake, pretending to be happy and saying: That time you celebrated my birthday, but I was drunk and didn't enjoy it well. I want to eat it again today. Both Jing and Shen He felt that things are impermanent in their hearts, and there is a definite number for gathering and parting, and there is nothing that cannot be lost in the hands.So how precious it is to be able to sit together in such peace, share food, talk, love each other.Later, when the waiter brought the cake, they mistakenly thought that Jing and Shen He were here to celebrate their birthdays, and all the waiters surrounded them and sang birthday songs to them, which looked very funny.Jing said, why don't we have a birthday cake every time we come, just like celebrating a birthday.Shen He smiled and nodded in acquiescence.