My crush wants to make the same mistakes with me after rebirth

Two days passed quickly, and it was time to go back to school in a blink of an eye. After Xie Jue and Jian Ru packed their luggage, they waited for Jian Cheng to drive them to the airport.

However, as soon as the luggage was loaded into the car, my aunt ran out in a panic and shouted, "Old Jane, Mom is crying again..."

Upon hearing this, the three of them rushed into the room immediately, and sure enough, they saw the old lady's face was flushed with pain, and she was chanting something repeatedly.

The three elders hurriedly helped her up and rushed to the hospital.

Xie Jue turned his head to look at Jian An who poked out his small head from the door frame, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

He remembered that what grandma called just now was grandpa's name.

"What's wrong with grandma?" Jian An asked cautiously.

Xie Jue stepped forward and patted his head, "Grandma is fine..."

Hearing this, Jian An nodded, "Then brother isn't leaving?"

Asked this, he himself was a little at a loss, so he smiled at Jian An, and simply took him to the living room to watch TV.

Half an hour later, Jian Ru made a phone call and came back, her voice could not hide the tiredness, "Son, why don't you take a taxi to the airport by yourself? Mom will stay for a few more days."

However, before Xie Jue could answer, Jian Cheng's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Let Xiaojue not have to leave...he has to be here too..."

Xie decided to thump, and the tip of his nose turned sour instantly. He listened quietly to Jian Ru's low sobbing, his heart felt as if it was being pinched.

After a while, Jian Ru managed to calm down and said to him, "Son, now uncle is driving back, and you bring An An to the hospital."

"Okay..." he replied.

The phone was hung up, and a “beep——” sound came out in the empty room.

On the way to the hospital, there were three people sitting in a car, but no one spoke, even Jian An just put his heavy eyes on the fireflies flying past the window from time to time.

After getting off the car, Jian Cheng led them to a nearby restaurant for dinner, then turned and walked towards the hospital.

There were many people standing scattered in the rest area outside the ward, most of them were elders who had met but couldn't call out, and there were also a few cousins ​​who had already entered the workplace.

The crows stood at the door, looking like a flock of crows from a distance.

It wasn't until Jian An was coaxed by his aunt to go to the supermarket that Xie Jue asked Cousin Xu En, "How is grandma?"

Xu En's eyes were also a little red, and he was a little surprised to see him, "You're here too?" Then he replied in a low voice, "Grandma just fell asleep, the doctor said that she shouldn't make it through tonight..."

Speaking of this situation, even after tonight, what should come will always come.

Xie Jue nodded, reached out and patted Xu En's shoulder to express comfort.

Jian Ru is very busy at the moment, serving tea and water for other elders, and at the same time wanting to comfort her.

Adults are like this, even when you are sad, you have to pick a time.

On this night when the moonlight was covered by thick clouds, many people were silently guarding a fire of life that was about to be extinguished.

It wasn't until the sky was getting dark that my aunt opened the door and called out to the old lady softly.

However, never got a reply again.

There was another whimpering sound outside the ward.

Xie Jue felt that he was really bored and flustered, so he simply went to the rooftop connected to the rest area to get some air.

Until then, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't told Jiang Zhuo that he couldn't go back temporarily, but his mobile phone was still stuffed in his uncle's backpack in the car.

It just so happened that Xu En came over here after breakfast, and he hurried over and said, "Sister En, can I borrow your mobile phone to make a call?"

Xu En threw the phone to him very readily, and after reporting the password, he continued to walk forward to digest food.

He memorized Jiang Zhuo's number back and forth, so he dialed it after entering the number almost without any pause.

Although it's still early, and the sun has just climbed the mountain, he should be very busy later...

To his surprise, the phone was quickly picked up.

"Hello?" There was obvious impatience in Jiang Zhuo's voice.

But it was this impatience that made him feel warmer.

"Which one?" Jiang Zhuo asked eagerly again.

"Jiang Zhuo..." His voice was a little hoarse.

But Jiang Zhuo immediately recognized it, "Xie Jue? How are you? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," he replied.

At this time, Jiang Zhuosong let out a sigh of relief from the other end of the phone.

"Thanks! Decision!" Then there was a roar in my ear, "I fucking watched your flight land safely and didn't call you! My night was worse than when I was addicted to cigarettes before! It's much more uncomfortable!"

"I may have to go back to school a few days late." Xie Jue said in a low voice.

Jiang Zhuo was stunned, "Why? Did something happen?"

"My grandma..." As soon as Xie Jue opened his mouth, he saw Jian Ru waving at him not far away, so he said anxiously, "I'll look for you again at night."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and ran towards Jian Ru.

During the few days when the coffin was suspended, the whole family was very busy, and Xie Jue was responsible for delivering incense to those who came to express their condolences. As a result, his eyes were dry and red, and it was only thanks to the can of eye drops generously donated by Xu En that he barely felt better. Some.

In the past few days, Jian Ru has lost a lot of weight, but when Xie Jue went to comfort her, she always said it was okay with a far-fetched smile.

After Xie Xian worked overtime to finish the urgent work and rushed over, her tears couldn't be held back.

Only then did Xie Jue realize that not every shoulder can let tears flow.

"Brother." Jian An tugged at the hem of his clothes.

Xie Jue looked down at him, "Huh?"

"Did you cry under the quilt at night?" Jian An asked.

He froze for a moment, then shook his head, "No..."

"Father said, even a boy, if he doesn't cry when he's sad, he'll be even sadder." Jian An blinked and said.

Xie Jue touched his head with a smile, "There is so much smoke, my brother can't cry."

Hearing what he said, Jian An bulged her cheeks and ran away helplessly.

On the day of the funeral, it was drizzling and the elders were busy with the banquet, so there was really nothing Xie Jue could do to help.

So, after dinner, he took a walk along the country road with his mobile phone.

When he walked to the deserted countryside, and only the sound of the wind blowing the haystack was left in his ears, he called Jiang Zhuo.

However, the phone rang for a long time without answering.

Xie Jue looked at the screen with some doubts, isn't today the weekend?

But since Jiang Zhuo didn't answer, it must be something to be busy...

He collected himself, and simply sat down on the ridge of the field, letting the slightly warmer evening wind shake the broken hair on his forehead.

Some partings are not so turbulent, and even make you unable to react for a short time, until one night when the people are quiet and the evening wind is exceptionally gentle, the sadness floods your heart like Ling Chi.

Xie Jue's eyes were still dry, so even though his throat felt uncomfortable like a stone was blocked, tears still couldn't flow out.

He just sat there blankly, watching the meandering stream under the bridge flowing slowly, and the night gradually deepened, changing the golden field with a cool-toned filter.

The little fireflies in the rotten grass finally lit themselves up in the dark night, and then danced to show off, and the small stream became a mirror to help them appreciate their dancing posture.

After staring at it for a while, Xie Jue raised his mobile phone to find a good angle and took a lot of pictures in succession at the corner where the fluorescent light was shining.

Then he picked out a few photos that looked good and sent them to Jiang Zhuo.

However, when the photo was sent, he heard a continuous message notification sound from nearby.

Xie Jue subconsciously turned his head to follow the sound, and his eyes became moist in a split second.

He slightly raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him with a faint smile who was looking at him, and his heart, which was still wandering alone just now, found its home.

He mumbled involuntarily.

"My savior..."

The author has something to say: something will start to happen later, so be forewarned.Come and feel the charm of Xia Xia in Shura Field!