The river is exhausted

The atmosphere in the living room froze for a while, and Shen Jinjiang refused almost beyond doubt.As soon as Yang Fan sat down, he was overwhelmed by the atmosphere. Yang Ao knew that this road was not easy. Shen Rujiang was four years younger than him. In short, he was four years older... Why do you have to sink into the river to experience this kind of thing?

"Why?" Yang Ao looked at him with a complicated expression.

"You have what you should do." Shen Rujiang sighed heavily, "I can't do what you do, if you do what I should do for me. Then Shen Rujiang's 'death', again It doesn't make any sense either."

Shen Jinjiang's resolute tone shocked Yang Ao and Yang Fan.No matter how many times they heard the words that Shen Jinjiang died, no matter who said it from someone's mouth, they would feel a kind of dazed.

In fact, what he said is not wrong, the past Shen Rujiang does no longer exist.Although it's hard to say what's wrong, the feeling he gives people is indeed very different from the past.The responsibility and perseverance in those eyes should not be what he should have at the age of 21.

"River, why don't I go with you..." Yang Fan's voice was a little weak, but he was firm enough.

"Your differences will be discovered by Xue Fengjian at any time. Just keep everything as it is, and there is no need to worry about me."

As soon as Shen Rujiang's words fell, the sound of the door being opened followed by Yang Muting's surprised voice: "Big brother and third brother, you are here!"

The conversation between the three men also ended. Yang Fan stood up and rushed to the door to help Yang Muting take the bag from her hand: "What are you going to buy so much?"

"Of course it's cooking, you idiot who only knows how to eat, go away." Yang Muting rolled his eyes at him, which made it appear that Yang Fan's problem was particularly mentally handicapped, although that was the case.

Yang Ao looked away from them, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the back of Shen Rujiang getting up and going back to his room.He nodded towards Yang Muting who was greeting him, and thought about whether to follow.When he came back to his senses, Shen Rujiang had entered the room and closed the door by the way.

The dinner was the same as before, basically Yang Muting cooked it.The little girl's craftsmanship is quite good, even better than Shen Rujiang's.Whoever wants to marry her in the future will be a great blessing.Not to mention the cleverness of the brain, the maturity in the character is always knowing the world but not the world.

At the dinner table, Shen Jinjiang listened to the bickering between Yang Muting and Yang Fan, while chewing on the chewy stewed beef, his eyes turned to Yang Ao who was staring at him from time to time.He hadn't enjoyed such a dinner for a long time, so he felt indescribably relaxed.

It was just one meal, Yang Fan consciously went to the kitchen to help his sister clean up.Shen Jinjiang also wanted to go in to help, but he was kicked out by the two of them. He grabbed his hair and had to go to the balcony.

The night scene in Calgary is still different from that in Shanghai, not to mention the architectural pattern, even the atmosphere of reinforced concrete in the air is different.Yang Ao was leaning on the railing at this moment, with a lighted cigarette between his bony middle finger and index finger, staring intently at the playground of the University of Calgary not far away.

The playground was dimly lit, looking from a distance, it looked like an oval green jewel inlaid on the ground.Night Breeze caressed his skin outside his clothes with a cool feeling. To be honest, he was used to the extreme heat in Southeast Asia, and he still couldn't get used to it when he returned to Canada.

Although it is midsummer in July, the temperature at night is still cool enough to be compelling.

Shen Jinjiang followed Yang Ao's eyes to stare at the university building not far away, his eyes that had been silent all the time, the moment he saw the huge brightly lit campus, there was some light suddenly, which seemed to have some imperceptible Yearn for.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to help you with anything." Yang Ao said suddenly after inhaling the half-burned cigarette and slowly exhaling the smoke into the air.

"Where did you go to school in Canada?" Shen Rujiang glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and asked without answering.

Yang Ao looked at Shen Rujiang with some puzzlement, just in time to see his thin side face, and replied: "Queen's University."

"Oh?" Shen Rujiang was really surprised, "Could it be also from the business school?"

Yang Ao nodded and took another puff of cigarette.

Shen Jinjiang laughed a little self-deprecatingly. The business school of Queen's University is famous for its academic prestige and strict admission screening.Ranking No.5 in the world ranking, it is the most difficult and competitive business school in Canada.

In 2014, Queen's University Business School received more than 6000 applications for admission, but only about 400 students were officially admitted each year.From this point of view, Yang Ao can be regarded as a genius.

"Yang Fan didn't follow you and Mu Ting at all." Shen Rujiang said.

"Not long after I entered college, my father passed away." Yang Ao handed Shen Jinjiang a cigarette and lit it for him.

Shen Rujiang took the cigarette he handed over, and casually picked it up.He couldn't remember when and where the habit of smoking came out. Jiang Youpan used to like smoking, but every time he was with him, he almost never smoked, because Shen Jinjiang didn't like the smell very much.Later, after the two got together, Jiang Yousi almost quit smoking.

"At that time, Mu Ting and Xiaofan were still quite young. I was adopted by my father, and he took me out of that place. He treated them both very well, and he treated me too. So I must treat them better." Yang Ao was just talking, he seemed to be just talking casually, saying what came to mind.

"It's not that Xiaofan is bad at studying, he likes to draw. He has been very talented since he was a child. He said that he wants to be a designer when he grows up. But his father doesn't allow him. He hopes that Xiaofan can take over the family business in the future. I think I think that if I work harder, I can fulfill all my father's requirements, so that Xiaofan can do what he likes."

As he said this, he suddenly paused, then stubbed out the cigarette butt, and threw it casually into the trash can.Continued: "But then my father passed away, and Xiaofan never mentioned the matter of wanting to paint. Mu Ting has been very obedient since she was a child, and she is much more worry-free than Xiaofan. She knows how to share the burden for me, but the more she In this way, the more I feel sorry for her. Her father died in front of her at the beginning, and she was also present in the car accident. My father wanted to protect her..."

Shen Rujiang just listened quietly, staring at the cigarette held between his fingers, the light smoke curled from the burning cigarette tail, rising to the height it could reach, and finally caught by the slightly cold night wind blow off.

As if in a daze, he didn't raise his head until Yang Ao finished speaking, and asked another irrelevant question: "What major did you want to study before, or... what career and life do you want to achieve?"

Yang Ao frowned slightly, as if he had thought about this question carefully.Because the past time is too long, some things will naturally fade out of my memory after I lose my attachment.But it's just fading out, and the traces that should be left are still clearly imprinted on the chapters of the years.

"I want to be a doctor."

Ever since he became conscious, Yang Ao's memory was in the orphanage.The adults in that orphanage were actually very cruel to them, and only when someone came to check on them, they would be gentle as if they had changed.He had only one friend there, but he fell ill not long after.

It was a serious illness, and those in the orphanage would not spend so much money on their treatment, so his only friend died of illness.

When Shen Jinjiang heard this answer, he suddenly laughed.Yang Ao gave him a puzzled look, he rarely saw Shen Jiangxiao.It can be said that it has never happened in such a long time... In fact, Shen Jinjiang looks pretty good when he smiles, and his always cold face has softened a lot.

He has indeed changed a lot, he has become more mellow and sophisticated, and he is much different from the past, who was not at all cannibalism.

Or...he seems to gradually become more like another person he is most familiar with.

"What a coincidence." Shen Jinjiang extinguished the cigarette butt and handed it to Yang Ao.It is convenient for him to throw it into the trash can.

Shaking his cold arms, Shen Rujiang turned around and walked towards the house.Yang Ao then turned back and looked at Shen Rujiang's figure.Carefully chewing his last three words, there are always too many unsatisfactory things in this world.

The world is safe and sound, can you live up to the Tathagata and live up to you?Even Tsangyang Gyatso didn't know, so how could they know.They are just mortals, but mortals also have many worries of mortals.

It can only change with the trend and follow the trend.

"When are you leaving?" Yang Ao asked.

"Next month." Shen Rujiang said as he walked without stopping.His next stop is the Middle East, which is much more complicated than Southeast Asia.

I don't know if it's because it's been two days since I came back. Shen Jinjiang feels like he's jet lagged. He hasn't fallen asleep for two consecutive nights.I don't know where, or every place in the body, it seems that there is always a faint pain, but there is no problem during the day.

He was sitting on the bed, holding the second-hand SLR that he bought in Singapore.Looking at the photos inside, there are not many.Most of them are from Singapore, and a few were taken after returning to Canada.Shen Rujiang didn't have any photography skills, but he just took pictures if he thought it looked good.

The fingers of both hands trembled suddenly, almost dropping the SLR to the ground.Shen Rujiang threw it on the soft bed, crossed his hands together, and rubbed his inexplicably numb fingers.No matter how bad it was, he had to wait for him to finish what he was supposed to do.

After regaining some feeling in his fingers, Shen Shenjiang lit a cigarette.Sandwiched between the left fingers, the right hand holds a pen, writing something in a small book.It's like a diary, but the words are much uglier because of the numbness of the fingers.

Jiang Yousi praised his handwriting before, but he wondered if he would recognize who wrote it if he saw this book?He didn't seem to write much before putting down his pen, plugging in his earphones and laying down on the bed.If you sit for a little longer, it will be too tiring.