tease you willingly

On New Year's Eve, when the whole world celebrates, Chan Ning puts the child to sleep, sits in the living room and starts smoking, and begins to recall, the sweetness that belongs to him only now.

Until dawn, the ashtray full of cigarette butts was the result of Channing's hard work all night.

I have never felt that smoking has such a great charm. The feeling of being unable to breathe with chest pain is really beautiful.

People always hope to use the pain of the body to drive away the sadness in their hearts, but in the end, the superposition of the soul and the body will lead to endless despair.

Qian Ning thought about it for a long time, and what he thought most about was to let himself shoulder the responsibility for An Ning, the withered grass would be exhausted by the wind, and the young shoots would be warm.

An Lun, allow me to grow up with him again, please walk slowly, the bridge of Naihe is waiting for me.

Recalling An Lun's words and the travel route he had planned, now, he can only embark on the journey with the reincarnated An Lun in his arms.

Channing still left a will:

I, Qian Ning, aged 29, was insane, clear-headed and fully capable of civil conduct when I made the will.In order to prevent possible accidents, the existing Runzhong Law Firm witnessed that the will is as follows:

[-]. My existing property and bank deposits will be handed over to An Ning to inherit after my death;

[-]. If my son An Ning dies in an accident, the above property and bank deposits shall belong to Peng Tailin;

[-]. I designate Runzhong Office as the executor of the will.

This will is in duplicate, and I and the executor each hold one copy, and the executor is responsible for implementing it at the beginning of the succession.

Testator: Channing

It took Channing ten months to arrange everything he could think of.

He didn't think about dying now, he just lost half of his reason to live.

The Seine Cathedral in Paris, France, the Sensoji Temple in Tokyo, Japan, Mandalay in Myanmar, and Java in Indonesia, Channing kept rolling in his mind. An Lun’s words, he said, he had to remember these places carefully, not in order wrong.

Qian Ning went to apply for passports for himself and his children. The Exit and Entry Department required Qian Ning to provide proof of employment, and required the unit to provide business licenses and other relevant documents.

The most troublesome thing is to ask Channing to provide proof of paternity.One's own child should provide a paternity test report, and the adopted one should provide an adoption certificate.

Qian Ning was speechless for a moment, he really wanted to take his children to places that he wanted to go to without telling anyone, but so many rules and regulations disrupted Qian Ning's thinking.

Came to An Lun's house, finally found An Lun's hair, and provided his father's biological information.

The results of the appraisal proved that Qian Anning was Qian Ning's son. Qian Ning first smiled, then hugged the child tightly and shed tears, and said softly, "You are our child, and this is enough proof."

Peng Tailin was surprised when he learned that Channing was going to travel abroad.

"Why do you suddenly want to go out? The child is so young, just flying for more than ten hours is enough to suffer."

Qian Ning smiled and said, "The place An Lun said he was going to is no longer there. I will take the little one to see it. Otherwise, when the child enters kindergarten, it will be difficult to allocate time."

Peng Tailin nodded, asked the hospital to provide everything Chan Ning needed, and told Chan Ning that it was not peaceful outside, so he should pay attention to safety.

When everything is ready, winter is coming again.

Suffering from insomnia all day long, Qian Ning desperately wanted to go to the place that person entrusted him with, he really didn't want to wait any longer.

After an eight-hour flight, Channing and his children arrived safely. When they set foot on this strange land, seeing people of different races, Channing lost confidence.

Uneasy came to the hotel booked in advance, and hid in the room.

An Ning looked at everything curiously, pointing here and there, jumping excitedly for a while, and feeling scared for a while.It's not like that for Channing.

The hotel windows can see the Seine River, which is quiet and peaceful. At night, under the yellow halo lights on the river bank, there is a layer of mysterious haze.

An Lun, is this the Seine River you mentioned?It was really beautiful.

The top of Notre Dame de Paris caught Channing's eyes, solemn and solemn, indescribably great in its simplicity.

"Daddy, hug me." An Ning raised her little hand to bring Qian Ning back from her thoughts.

Qian Ning picked up the child, pointed out the window and asked, "Does it look good?"

"It's not pretty." An Ning said, shaking her calf vigorously, "Go home, go home."

Qian Ning caressed An Ning's little face, and said softly, "We just came here, and we haven't gone to play or eat delicious food, so how can we go home."

An calmed down, he seemed very satisfied with his father's arrangement, maybe because he was too tired, he fell asleep in Channing's arms not long after.

Looking at An Ning who was sleeping soundly, Chan Ning stood up and came to the window. He still looked at the cathedral. He was thinking about why An Lun came here by name, and what he hadn't thought of.

Because of the time difference, it was just in the morning in Paris, and Channing didn't feel sleepy, so he just stood by the window and looked at the outside world.

Channing and the child were strolling along the banks of the Seine, looking at the cathedral from a distance, he was always absent-minded, he was always imagining, An Lun, what are you trying to tell me?

Just when Qian Ning was in a daze, several people suddenly came forward and surrounded Qian Ning and the child.

Qian Ning hastily hugged the child tightly and looked at the visitor warily.

"Qian Ning, come with us." The leader spoke Chinese to Qian Ning politely.

Qian Ning's heart was beating wildly, he hurriedly pushed the child into his arms, and said casually, "Brothers, where are you going?"

"You'll know when you get there." The leader said as he walked toward Chan Ning, and the rest of the crowd hugged Qian Ning forward and pushed him directly into the car next to him.

"What are you going to do?" Qian Ning struggled vigorously and was afraid of scaring the child. Could it be that the enemies of An's family came to snatch the child, beads of sweat appeared on Qian Ning's face in an instant.

"Don't be afraid, someone wants to talk to you." The leader's tone was very calm.

Qian Ning also pretended to be calm and asked, "How do you know me?"

The leader smiled and said, "Of course I know you. If you have a good memory, you can still remember that we met."

Qian Ning looked at the leader carefully, but couldn't remember where he had seen him, and asked, "When did you meet him? Where did you see him?"

The leader glanced at Qian Ning and said, "Qingcheng, get in the taxi."

Channing recalled the days when he drove a taxi, picking up and dropping off passengers every day, how could he have such a good memory to remember everyone.

The leader smiled at Xiao An Ning, and Qian Ning was so frightened that he hurriedly hugged the child even tighter.

Little Anning screamed at the leader, "Hit uncle, big uncle, bad guy, dad is angry, bad guy."

Qian Ning said softly to the child: "Dad is not angry, Dad will play games with uncle again."

An Ning shook his head and nodded again, he still doesn't have the ability to distinguish right from wrong.

Qian Ning didn't dare to move, he remembered Peng Tailin's advice, it's not safe outside, so be careful.

In this foreign country, being pushed down in a car by a group of people who claim to be acquaintances, no matter how strong the heart is, it will not be able to bear it.

Qian Ning observed, patting An Ning and paying attention to the surrounding buildings, but it was too strange after all, those same buildings quickly passed through like a set, and Chan Ning sweated more and more until the sweat slipped down drop by drop.

The leader glanced at Qian Ning and said, "No malice, don't worry."

Don't worry, Channing wiped his sweat, began to divert his attention, and kept teasing the child.

The car drove for a long time and stopped in front of a castle-like villa.The leader asked Channing to get out of the car, and politely led Channing to the villa.

In the resplendent room, Qian Ning hugged the child tightly, he really couldn't accept the fact before him, it was like a dream.If An Ning hadn't kept talking in his arms, Qian Ning really wanted to bite himself to confirm the truth.

The door opened, and a tall and thin man walked up to Channing.

"Hello." The visitor greeted Channing politely.

Qian Ning opened his terrified eyes and looked at the old An Lun in front of him. He almost cried out. After calming down, he asked, "Who are you?"

"My surname is An, and I am the minister stationed in this country." The visitor introduced himself.

The first information Qian Ning received in his mind was that his surname was An. Could it be... Qian Ning was like pouring cold water on him, and hurriedly asked, "Who are you from An Lun?"

"Father." Minister An replied lightly.

Channing was really shivering. He looked straight at Minister Ann, his hands were trembling, and his lips were trembling. After an indescribable struggle, Channing calmed down and said politely: "You good."

An Ning struggled in Qian Ning's arms, raised her little hand to Minister An, and said "Hello" in a childlike voice.

Minister An looked at An Ning and asked, "Can I hug him?"

Channing dully handed the child to Minister Ann.

As if foolish, Chan Ning walked slowly to the sofa step by step, and sat down with his hands on the back of the sofa. He was still shaking, and his breath was stuffed in his throat, as if he was about to suffocate.

Minister An held the child's little hand, and his eyes began to turn red. This was the first time he saw the child.

"What's your name?" Minister An asked the child, his face full of affection.

"An Ning, Qian An Ning." The child answered word by word.

"Oh, the surname is Qian, An Ning, this name sounds nice." Minister An talked patiently with the child.

Channing threw his head back on the sofa, his mind was in a mess, and he needed to calm down.

Minister An came to Qian Ning with the child in his arms, and said to Qian Ning, "I have wronged you."

Qian Ning sat up straight, smiled slightly and said, "What are you wronged, everything is voluntary."

Minister An put down the child, sat opposite Channing, and asked, "What are you doing in Paris?"

Qian Ning squeezed the space between his eyebrows and said, "An Lun once said that he would bring me here,"

"Oh, did he say where Paris is?" Minister An continued to ask.

Channing straightened his head and said, "The Cathedral of the Seine."

Minister An thought for a while and continued to ask: "Are you sure it's the Seine Cathedral instead of Notre Dame Cathedral?"

Channing woke up suddenly. This is what he couldn't figure out all the time. Isn't Notre Dame de Paris more direct? Why should he emphasize the Cathedral of the Seine.

Minister An looked at Qian Ning who seemed to have realized something and said: "I don't know what agreement you have. An Lun has always had opinions on me, so I don't know my son well. When I heard the news of his accident, I really Suicidal feeling. Do you know what it’s like to be a father, powerless at the moment of your son’s life and death?”

Qian Ning calmed down a lot, and said to Minister An: "I don't know how you feel, I only know how I feel. You tell me where he is, relying on An's power, I don't believe that the body was not found. "

Minister An sighed and said: "I also think that those are fake, and I also think that the absence of a corpse means that there is still a possibility of survival. However, if you are hit by a stray bullet at a high altitude, is it possible to survive?"

Channing didn't vent hysterically, but just snorted and said, "You sent him on this road with your own hands, you should have known that such a day would come."

Minister An beckoned the child to come closer and said with a sigh: "Everything is involuntary."

Qian Ning stopped the child, looked up at Minister An, and said, "I hope the child will no longer be forced to control himself, can you give him up?"

Minister An took a breath and said, "His surname is Qian, of course I have to give up."

"That's not what I mean. It doesn't matter whether the surname is An or Qian. I just want to leave evidence of An Lun's existence in this world. I just want the child to live an ordinary life. He doesn't have rights, he doesn't need money. , but he wants to live freely, he can't help himself." Chan Ning said a little excitedly, which caused the child to cry.

"Dad, don't be angry." An Ning's small hand stroked Qian Ning's face, and Qian Ning held the small hand in his hand and kissed it lightly, saying, "Dad is not angry, An Ning is not afraid."

Qian Tranquility sat for a long time, then turned to Minister An and said, "The child is in your hands. I still have my work to do. Please promise me."

Minister An looked at Qian Ning and said, "What are you going to do? You can't leave the child behind, you are his father."

Chan Ning smiled and said, "It's time to find his mother back."

"You..." Minister An looked at Qian Ning in surprise, "Aren't you dead?"

Qian Ning shook his head and said, "Whether it's life or death is up to you, I always have to confirm it myself."

"Where to confirm?" Minister An stood up, how he wished that Qian Ning would say "An Lun is not dead" right now.

Qian Ning also stood up and said, "The End of the World."

Looking at the children pacing on the ground, Channing left without looking back.

Channing took out a pen and began to write down in sequence: Seine River Cathedral in Paris, France, Sensoji Temple in Tokyo, Japan, Mandalay in Myanmar and Java in Indonesia.

What kind of message does this convey? I have already come to Paris and seen the cathedral on the Seine.Is it just to return the child to Anjia?

Qian Ning made a sketch. If this is the case, how about Sensoji Temple in Japan, he should go there.

Channing began to prepare to return to China. Even if he went to Japan, he still needed to return to China and get a new visa.

After booking the plane ticket back home, Channing boarded the plane alone.Thinking all day made him a little trance.

The flight attendant distributed a picture book to each passenger, with BJ prominently printed on the cover. When he opened the picture book, it contained the introduction of scenic spots in Beijing. When Qian Ning closed the picture book, the BJ on the cover was too eye-catching. Something is about to come out.

BJ, Beijing, thought for a long time without a clue.

Channing still thought of what he was going to do and where he was going.

Seine River, Channing's hand on paper, SNHDJT, Sensoji Temple, QCS, Mandalay, MDL, Java, ZW.

Suddenly, Qian Ning's eyes locked on ZW, Java, look for me, and Qian Ning let out a "wow" in shock.

Channing borrowed a pen and paper from the flight attendant, and quickly wrote down what came to his mind.

If you tell one thing, it is first time, place, and then what to do.

Time, that is the information given by the Cathedral of the Seine River, SNHDJT, Channing rubbed his head vigorously, and finally wrote down today, S years later, what does the S stand for, three years, four years, or ten years?

Qian Ning thought desperately, he clearly remembered that An Lun had told him that what he said three times was the most important thing, so the S here should refer to the limit three.

Today, three years later, Qian Ning wrote it on his hand. Today, he remembered that An Lun said this sentence on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, which would be the 29th of the twelfth lunar month three years later. This is the time An Lun wanted to tell himself.

As for QCS, it should be the location. The location of An Lun's subordinates should be the one that Qian Ning is most familiar with, that is Qingcheng City, QCS must be like this.

MDL, Channing wondered what that meant, McDonald's?Metro?Probably not, how could such information be set in such a complex place, what exactly is it?

For a whole week, Channing locked himself in the room, the ashtray was filled with big and small cigarette butts, and the ash falling everywhere rendered a bleak scene.

An Lun, he must be waiting for him in a corner of Qingcheng. The more Qian Ning thought about it, the more anxious he became, and he wanted to jump off the building because he couldn't decipher the MDL.

Seeing that the end of the year is approaching, Qian Ning has been sketching day and night. He feels that his thinking has deviated, and he can't get it right at the most important node.

MDL, Channing kept chanting softly, looking at the gray sky outside the window, feeling depressed for a moment.

A strange sound sounded, and Channing looked out the window at a small group of mourners. Another life left, and went to the unknown world with the endless grief of his loved ones.

The body is cremated, and another tombstone is added to the cemetery, which is the continuous expression of the relatives' feelings for the deceased. The deceased stops here, but the longing never stops.

An Lun, if you leave, where is the most suitable cemetery?

cemetery?cemetery?Channing shuddered suddenly, MDL, isn't it the cemetery?

Shocked as if without a soul, Qian Ning quickly put out the cigarette, walked to the table, and wrote a line: Today, three years later, Qingcheng City, in the cemetery, look for me.

In the cemetery?Qian Ning's heart was bleeding, he wanted to try his best to drive this word out of his mind, maybe he was wrong, it must be him.

Qian Ning finally calmed down. Even if it was a cemetery, it was just a place. Even if it was a cemetery, that person might not be buried there.Didn't it mean that there was no corpse?Could it be that he predicted that he would die three years ago, and then he was buried in a certain cemetery?Don't be funny, he just told himself to look for him there, maybe he was performing a mission there, or maybe he was performing a mission elsewhere because he missed him too much and came to see him, the cemetery is the most secret, choose the cemetery, safe .

Now that the cemetery has been determined, we need to find out which cemetery it is. Qingcheng is so big, do we need to check each one?

Channing put the required information back on paper from scratch, and the names of the countries were not used.

According to the way An Lun left the message, it should be the first letter. Channing wrote down France, Japan, Myanmar and Indonesia. He recalled it again and confirmed that An Lun was talking about these eight characters, and the initial letter was F/ R/M/Y.

After investigating a cemetery the size of Qingcheng, there was no match for these four letters, and Channing fell into trouble again.

Is it the same initials?Channing went on to put the letters of the French, Japanese, Burmese, and Indonesian second characters, G/B/D/N, and Channing suddenly realized that the graveyard southeast of Cooper.

Today, three years later, in Qingcheng City, southeast of Gubai, look for me in the cemetery.

Qian Ning looked at himself on the paper, nodded his head lightly, yes, no matter when and where, as long as it is you.

It was already dawn, and Channing appeared in the southeast cemetery of Gu Bai with the box.

Walking step by step, the faint north wind murmured, like the collective mourning of the many deceased.

The 29th day of the twelfth lunar month in the lunar calendar is a day of happiness and joy in the world, and a day of loneliness in the underworld.

Rows of tombstones mark the end of this life. Whether there are messengers welcoming the dead on the road to heaven guides the way forward.

After crossing the icy paths, Channing stopped beside the tombstone in the southeast corner.

"So you're here." Qian Ning sat down vigorously, gently touching the photo on the tombstone. On the tombstone was a necklace that had changed color. Lanyard for Anlun's wish clasp pendant.

Is this the only funeral object?How petty, here I come.

Qian Ning opened the box he brought, placed a box of dumplings in front of the tomb, and then took out two bottles of wine.

Channing gently opened a bottle of wine, took out a packet of white powder from his pocket and poured it into the wine.

The wine poured into the powder turned blood red and shook in the bottle, and Channing slowly took the bottle in his hand.

"You are a liar, you said you would die after me, you said you were afraid of leaving me alone, afraid that no one would take care of me like you, you don't mean anything, you are a fucking bastard." Qian Ning burst into tears for the first time.

After crying for a long time, it seemed that the world was soaked in this endless sadness, and it began to snow.

Qian Ning held up the wine bottle and said, "You can lie to me, but I won't lie to you. I said I would die in front of your grave, and I said I would make your next life miserable."

"After drinking this bottle of wine, this life will become the previous life." Qian Ning said as he shook the bottle, tears were already on his face.

"But I still want to use Channing's identity to say what should be said in this life."

"You ask me whether I love you or not, do you still need to ask? But, since you want to hear those three words, then I will tell you, solemnly say: I love you——"

"An Lun, no matter how long or how far you have been away, since you can leave me a message, since I can find you, please come back in heaven and pick me up, I don't want you No longer alone in a different space.”

"An Lun, I've never drank wine before. This bottle of wine should be our cup of wine. I think it will be like a fairy in a dream after drinking it. You will definitely appear in front of me. Take my hand and share with me. To the Underworld—"

Channing raised the wine bottle, holding the cold bottle with trembling hands, and bitter tears fell from trembling lips. In this life, I lived carefully, but ended generously in this icy and snowy cemetery. The life and death agreement is broad, and Zicheng said.

Channing closed his eyes, the bitter north wind was blowing the remaining snow, and the red liquid was the final end of this life.

"Pa—" the bottle shattered instantly, awakening the ashamed Channing.

Seeing the piece of wine bottle in his hand and the bright red liquid in the snow, Qian Ning stood up suddenly.

Standing in front of him was the face that was thinking day and night, holding the translucent wish clasp in his hand, and said softly with a smile: "Dowry."

Looking at it, Qian Ning slammed the broken wine bottle onto the tombstone. He had never cried so hard. At the end of the crying, he laughed again, laughed and became angry again.

"Will you marry?"

"Marry as soon as you marry."

"No regrets."

"Whoever repents is the fucking grandson."