Gene of Brilliant City 13 Division

Chapter 98 Funeral

Time flies, and most of the people who attended the funeral have gone back. Only some of my mother's friends are still in the living room below, talking with my mother about the inauguration ceremony next month. The official inauguration is tomorrow. A little nostalgic, just smiling, like a queen enjoying the wine of victory, surrounded by knights, she is about to ascend to the throne.

The cruel reality taught by the mother is correct, and the warm reality taught by the father is also correct, but Ji Qing's head is more sober at this moment, because Gene said that life is not for the father or the mother, but its own.

Ji Qing tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep. She was very tired today. Even if it was just a word, Ji Qing wanted to hear her mother's truth. She was no longer a child, she had grown up, and she would be 18 the day after tomorrow.

Finally, at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, the guests left. Ji Qing ran down excitedly and wanted to talk to her mother. At this time, the mother was holding a wine glass. The wine in the glass was more than half, and the wine glass was crystal clear under the warm yellow light. The wine inside is soft in color, and the smile on the mother's face is blooming like a rose.

"Xiaoqing, why are you still not sleeping?"

"Mom, Dad's business"

Ivy turned around drunkenly, turned her head sideways, smiled drunkenly, and shook her head.

"Didn't I tell you not to mention it? Mom will be crowned king soon. You should be happy for me."

Ji Qing sat down with gloomy eyes and took the wine glass from her mother's hand.

"Xiaoqing, women are like this. For a long time, if your other half can't rely on you, I mean spiritual dependence, then what should you do? It's good to enjoy life, whether it's power or wealth, As long as you get hold of it, you don’t need a man anymore, go to the party with me in a few days, and I will introduce a humble and polite child to you, it should be quite.”

"mom"

Ivy laughed, shaking her head constantly, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Silly child, the life you have is just the narrow and meaningless flower in the mirror that you see at this stage. Everything I said is for your own good, and you will understand when you grow up in a few years. Now, in this world, only you can rely on yourself."

blah blah blah
Ji Qing's tears rolled down like broken beads. Ivy hugged Ji Qing comfortably and patted her on the back.

"My little princess, don't cry, it's right to listen to your mother's words, you will in the future"

In the breeze, there was a soft and pleasant whistle, and Ji Qing's eyes widened for a moment, and Ivy noticed it too. She was very familiar with this whistle, Qu Jiqing, which she often heard when she was very young. , The man who coaxes himself to sleep often blows.

click
Ji Qing opened the door, and all her emotions were completely released in an instant. She flew over and burst into tears.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Jean, I'm sorry."

Gene smiled softly, patted Ji Qing's back lightly, looked at Ivy who was leaning drunkenly at the door, and gestured politely.

"Sorry, Ms. Ivy, for disturbing you."

Ivy shook her head, looking at Jean with fascinated eyes for a while, shaking her head constantly.

"If it's a man like you, he should be able to hold a woman's heart firmly. It's a pity that there is only one Jean in Bright City."

In Ivy's mind, the day when her daughter was born, the husband and wife were very excited, and she had never felt such warmth. On a sunny morning, her daughter was born, and the end of the season as her husband was not. Panicked, even the daughter's name was picked from left to right, hesitating.

"Let's just call it Ji Qing. The sun this morning seems to be very warm. If in the past, such good weather was called Daqingtian."

At this time, a hint of warmth appeared on Ivy's face, and the long-term memory emerged again, but she still turned her head down and walked in.

"When I saw you, Mr. Gene, a long time ago, I was like Xiaoqing. It's a pity that time has pushed people. I have grown old, and you have not changed, Mr. Gene. Thank you, Mr. Gene, I am going. sleep."

Ji Qing was still crying, and all her unwillingness and sadness had turned into tears. She held Gene's chest tightly and kept saying sorry.

After a while, Ji Qing was still sobbing softly, and the two sat on the steps of the door. Ji Qing, who was a child, often spent time with Gene, waiting for her parents to come home at dusk.

A smell of smoke drifted past, Ji Qing looked at Gene with red eyes, he raised his head and smiled.

"Xiaoqing, in any case, he is your father, and as a daughter, you have the right to believe in your father. No matter what happens in the future, it is right to believe."

Ji Qing raised her head slightly and looked at Jean.

"Uncle Jean, how about you?"

Genn let out a soft breath of smoke, then laughed.

"It's not white and it's not black, it's in between greys."

Gene said, got up and walked to the tombstone. At this time, the flowers in front of the tombstone were thrown randomly. He bent over and picked up the flowers.

"Such a nice flower, it's pretty ugly."

Saying that, Gene began to fiddle and arrange the bunches of flowers neatly. Ji Qing stood behind Gene with a smile on her face. Since childhood, Ji Qing has never heard Gene talk about work. On the contrary, he pays great attention to many small details in life, likes playing with flowers, likes planting, likes to try new cooking methods, and even likes to talk about some new things seen in the city, never talking about rights, economy, etc. Such things will not tell any big truths, but equality, never perfunctory Ji Qing when she is a child.

"I'll help you Uncle Gene."

After a while the flowers were neatly arranged, Jean glanced at the flowers that had been trampled on the edge of the courtyard wall, walked over, and found something at random as a support for the flowers.

"Xiaoqing, it's interesting to take care of these flowers when you have time, because they are alive."

Ji Qing nodded with a smile, her emotions have been released, and her mood is much better. Ji Qing raised her head and felt the cool night wind. She wanted to choose a free life, which was not arranged by her father or mother.

in the bedroom

Ji Qing was already lying down, and Jean was silently waiting for her to fall asleep. The familiar and reassuring whistle sounded again. Ji Qing closed her eyes, smiled sweetly, and gradually she fell asleep.

Late night
Gene returned to the yard and was about to go out, but saw Ivy leaning against the door with her head lowered.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Ivy, congratulations."

Ivy raised her head, her smile was a bit bitter, but the ice on her face melted.

"No one can enter your heart, Mr. Jean."

Looking at Jean who had left, like a spring breeze that came and went freely, Ivy turned around and planned to close the door.

"No matter how many years, you still live beautifully, Ms. Ivy, Xiaoqing has grown up, I will come often when I have time."

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