cry for me

【54】

Amidst Xiao Ling's cries, the ghost remembered his name.

Xiao Gao rudely pulls Xiao Ling up.

Xiao Gao: Come with me!

Xiao Ling didn't want to go, she broke away from Xiao Gao's hand.

She tried her best to suppress her crying, trying to make herself look stronger.

Xiaoling: Old Lin, you bastard!

Xiao Gao: Come with me to see him one last time!

Xiaoling: I won't go!Just let him wait for me!

Xiao Gao didn't think that Xiao Ling said that out of willfulness. She might not be used to parting, let alone saying "goodbye" to Lao Lin for the last time in their lives.

Xiaoling's entire face flushed red.

She covered her face, tears dripping down her thin wrists from between her fingers.

Xiaoling felt that she was too embarrassed.

She wanted to bid farewell to Lao Lin calmly.

All Xiaoling's fantasies about her father did not come from her violent biological father.She thought that her father should be a sloppy, miserly, preoccupied, good man with no money and a hunchback like Lao Lin.

Then her life will not be like it is now.

She will be proud of her looks.

Xiaoling's fear of beauty originated from her own family.

Her mother wasn't very bright, but she was unusually good at taking advantage of her looks.

Xiaoling knows how her mother proudly deals with all kinds of men. She exchanges her youth and body for everything she wants. She often secretly delights in her shrewdness, but she doesn't know that beauty is the most beautiful thing in the world. Temporary boon.

She was killed by her lover.

Xiao Ling did not see her body.

Every time she looked at her own face, she would feel panic all day long.

If Lao Lin were Xiaoling's father, she would not live a rich life, but she would have the courage to venture out, she would be proud of her beauty, and she would be a confident person.

Xiaoling thought of her mother.

A beautiful girl who is poor and stupid.

Open a pair of fresh and smart glasses.

The world treats her kindly because of her beauty, after she gets used to getting something for nothing.

The world will soon tell her again that the kindness that comes with beauty comes with a price.

【55】

Lao Lin's expression was very calm.

It was even calmer than any time before.

He is in good spirits now, without any ailments, and looks as relaxed as he is in his 30s or [-]s.

Lao Lin's family said goodbye to Lao Lin one by one with solemn expressions.

They were careful not to say anything.

Lao Lin's youngest granddaughter is five years old this year.

With her big black eyes open, she said in a childish voice, "Grandpa, are you going to die?"

When Lao Lin's daughter-in-law heard what her daughter said, she slapped the little girl.

The ward, which was as silent as a mourning hall just now, finally became noisy because of the crying of the little granddaughter.

Lao Lin snickered in his heart, and said to himself: Granddaughter, grandpa doesn't have the energy to help you now.

Daughter-in-law: Dad, don't be angry.

After the daughter-in-law finished speaking, tears fell down.

Lao Lin: The child is right.

The little granddaughter sobbed for a long time, her nose soaked, and she looked aggrieved.

Little granddaughter: Grandpa, grandpa is too tired!I want him to rest...

Lao Lin: It's good to have a rest, but this vacation is too long.

Now everyone finally couldn't hold back their tears anymore.

Lao Lin looked at his crying sons and daughters. They were all in their 40s and [-]s, but Lao Lin somehow remembered the scene when he left home for the first time. At that time, these children had just reached the height of his knees.At that time, he was in the prime of life, with a young face, in order to support his whole family, he went far away to earn money desperately.

When I was young, I felt that the whole world was my own.

But he lost the opportunity to accompany his children to grow up.

When he came back to his senses, the children were already grown up.

Probably this is life.

Lao Lin has infinite emotions about his life, but he has no regrets.

Play dead one last time.

Lao Lin thought slyly in his heart, but he didn't have this chance, because Xiao Gaosheng dragged Xiao Ling to him.

The family thoughtfully filed away.

Xiao Gao and Xiao Ling quietly sat beside Lao Lin's hospital bed.

Xiaoling was wearing a pair of large sunglasses, and she pushed it uncomfortably.

Lao Lin: What's the matter, I have a big star here.

Xiaoling: Bah!

Lao Lin: I can be regarded as your elder, let me say a few words.

Xiao Gao and Xiao Ling nodded.

Lao Lin: Xiao Gao.

Xiao Gao: I'm listening.

Lao Lin: You are the most capable person I have seen in so many years.

Xiao Gao: Don't say that.

Lao Lin: ...I'm serious.

Xiao Gao's eye sockets were a little red.

Xiao Gao: Then you can praise me more from now on.

Lao Lin: All right, just wait for me to give you a dream.

Xiao Gao pursed his lips, he failed, he couldn't control the crying in his voice.

Xiao Gao: Lao Lin, you know that's not what I mean.

Lao Lin seemed a little tired, his body began to get heavy, and his mind was not so clear.

Lao Lin: You should be happy every day.

Xiao Gao: Well, good.

Lao Lin looked at Xiao Gao in silence first, and then he took some effort to laugh out.

Lao Lin: If you are too tired from work, take a break and find a young man who can cook, or find a man who can talk about cross talk, and don't live your life so lifelessly.

Xiao Gao nodded.

Lao Lin: You are still so young, you should be the happiest.

Lao Lin took a few mouthfuls of oxygen in the breathing mask with great difficulty.

Lao Lin: Xiaoling, I don't seem to have anything to tell you.

Xiaoling: Can you please stop mad at me!

Lao Lin took one last look at Xiao Gao and Xiao Ling. Just like his little granddaughter said, he was too tired, and his past experiences appeared before his eyes like a revolving lantern. Lao Lin thought that the long dream of death must be very sweet. He was very peaceful at the moment, he was actually looking forward to the embrace of death so much.

Lao Lin: Girl, the sky is so high and the sea is so wide, let's go out and explore.

It was like a muttering to himself. When the last note was spit out from Lao Lin's mouth, the sound was so small that it was like the sound of tiny bubbles breaking in the sea waves, which disappeared in an instant. Air white noise.

Old Lin is dead.

【56】

Xiao Ling took off her sunglasses in silence.

Her eyes were swollen like two walnuts.

【57】

Before Lao Lin died that day, the silver-haired ghost stayed outside the door.

Some things are already clear.

He didn't just remember his own name.

He also remembered why he hadn't been reincarnated yet.

Xiao Gao has been in a very low mood for the past two days. Maybe neither he nor Xiao Ling thought that one day he would organize Lao Lin’s funeral with his own hands. They didn’t see Lao Lin’s ghost at the funeral. Lao Lin probably went to reincarnate without hesitation. .

Xiaoling was a little lost.

Xiao Gao comforted her.

Xiao Gao: He has no regrets, which is a good thing.

After a while, Lao Lin's family came over, and one of them was holding a passbook in his hand.

Lao Lin's son: This is my dad's full salary when he worked with you, and he asked me to hand it over to Xiaoling.

Xiao Ling looked at Xiao Gao, and then at the family members.

Xiaoling: No, I can't.

Lao Lin's son: My dad said that you have been saving money and want to go to other places to make a living. He wants to help you, so you can accept it.

Xiaoling refused, but Lao Lin's son directly put the passbook into Xiaoling's hand when he saw this, and then left to greet the distant relatives who had just arrived.

Xiaoling stared at the passbook in her hand for a while.

Xiaoling: Xiao Gao, let's go eat hot pot later.

【58】

This hot pot restaurant is where Lao Lin and the others often come.

The quality here is cheap, and the proprietress is also pretty.

When the proprietress heard the news of Lao Lin's death, she calmly gave them a plate of Flammulina velutipes.

The two people and one ghost were silent for a while.

The base soup in the copper pot gurgled for a long time before Xiao Gao put the beef in.

Xiaoling: I don't think I should take the money.

Xiao Gao: Should I take it or don’t want it?

Xiaoling: I don’t want to.

Ghost: Why?

Xiao Ling looked at Xiao Gao and said nothing.

Xiao Gao: Don't worry about it, are you afraid that I will get angry?

Xiao Ling didn't look at Xiao Gao and didn't speak, she fished out a piece of beef from the pot with a little concealment, and stuffed it whole into her mouth.

Xiaoling: Hey, it's really hot.

Xiao Gao thought for a while, and felt that what he was going to say next might be a bit hypocritical, but he finally said it.

Xiao Gao: I think Lao Lin understands both of us quite well. You don’t want to stay here, he can see it, so he wants to help you, even if it can help you with travel expenses and accommodation expenses.

Xiao Gao paused.

Xiao Gao: Before Lao Lin passed away, he made me happy. At that time, I really wanted to cry.What I want most since I was a child is to play foolishly with others. Although my mother always said that it is a kind of superficial happiness, but what does it matter, as long as it makes me happy Son, I'll do anything for you.

The ghost stared at Xiao Gao, he wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.

Xiao Gao: But I am just like a dead person, lifeless every day.

Xiaoling: No no, you are fine, really.

Xiao Gaoyi accidentally poured half a plate of chili oil into his own bowl, so he mixed the seasoning with chopsticks and picked up a piece of beef.This seasoning was too spicy, and Xiao Gao felt the tingling sensation along the tip of his tongue rushing to his brain, and he began to talk a little bit tongue-in-cheek.

Xiao Gao: If only I could do it all over again in my life.

After saying this, he noticed that Feng Qing, who had turned into a ghost, was staring at him, and he repeated the sentence again in a daze.Probably because there was too much chili oil in the seasoning, his eyes began to sore, and Xiao Gao buried his entire face in the palms of his own hands.He noticed that the lines on his palm were soaked with his own tears.

No one can think of:

Gao Qiming cried quietly and inexplicably.

Xiaoling stretched out her hand to pat him, but she withdrew her hand again. She glanced at the dead Feng Qing sitting next to her, and then called the waiter over loudly.

Xiaoling: Waiter!Give us ten beers on this table!Two more bottles of white!

【59】

Xiao Gao and Xiao Ling hooked their shoulders and sang "Gourd Baby" on the street at night.

Both of them were drunk, and Xiao Gao went crazy while drinking from the bottle.

Xiaoling waved her coat like a madman.

Xiaoling: The ball has been scored!The ball went in!

Feng Qing (the ghost) was very speechless.

Feng Qing: Don't be ashamed of yourself!

【sixty】

After Xiao Gao fell asleep on the bed, Xiao Ling seemed to have almost woken up from the wine.

It was very cold, and she was sitting on the steps in the corridor, smoking a cigarette and shivering from the cold.

Feng Qing: Hurry up and go home.

Xiaoling: I'm leaving tomorrow.

Feng Qing: Where are you going?

Xiaoling: I didn't think about it, I took one step at a time.

The tip of Xiaoling's nose was red from the cold, she pressed the cigarette and rubbed her hands.

Feng Qing: Why so suddenly?

Xiaoling: It’s good to leave early. I want to learn a craft. I want to be a cook. When I earn money, I’ll open a restaurant here, a chain one.

Feng Qing: You think quite far.

Xiaoling: That’s right, I’ve been thinking about this since my dad beat me since I was a child, but I never really dared to run away from home.Sometimes it feels like a dream, and I am afraid that when I open my eyes, I will still be in that small broken house, packing up the wine bottles for my dad.

Feng Qing: The future will be fine.

Xiaoling: Maybe.

Feng Qing: You will definitely get your wish.

Xiaoling pursed her lips, she felt like crying again.

Xiaoling: Actually, I have already got my wish.

Xiaoling rubbed her hands again and laughed.

Xiaoling: I already have the courage to live a good life.