After wearing a book and becoming a stand-in, she became a fan

Yu Jiu agreed to the 'cohabitation invitation' issued by Wang Xingquan, and was urged by the latter to pack his things. When he went home to pack his luggage, he unexpectedly heard the 'squeak' sound of the door lock that had been left untouched for many years.

He looked over in surprise—it turned out that Qiu Guiqin, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, had returned.

The woman is thin and thin, with her long hair hanging loose on her body. In the cold winter weather, she wears a coat of unknown wool material, which is stuck together one by one. The whole person looks like a wandering female ghost, or a bird Lost dog.

The last time I saw it was before the last New Year, and I hadn't seen it for more than a year. I don't know what happened to Qiu Guiqin. Seeing that the old man is obvious, the spirit of "energy" in his body is almost gone.

When she saw Yu Jiu, she just glanced at him indifferently, and greeted him indifferently——

"Baby, where are you at home?" Qiu Guiqin smiled slightly, raised her slender willow-leaf eyebrows, and said lightly and sarcasticly in her voice, "Do you still remember your mother? Let's go, my old lady can't move anymore."

Her voice was hoarse, and she smiled at the end, as if mocking herself.

Yu Jiu heard what she meant, was slightly startled, got up and walked over to support Qiu Guiqin.

"If you are not in good health, rest well." Yu Jiu helped her to the sofa, and said lightly, "What can you do."

"This time I can't move." Qiu Guiqin laughed at himself, and murmured: I'm dying. "

Yu Jiu was taken aback.

Later, in Qiu Guiqin's self-report, Yu Jiu found out that she had AIDS, no wonder...

"Anyway, I've played enough in my life. I don't have any other regrets except that I didn't go to Las Vegas, which is said to have good wine, cigarettes, and casinos." Qiu Guiqin seemed to be concerned about life and death. She didn't seem to care, but shrugged her shoulders relaxedly, looked at Yu Jiu and smiled foolishly: "Son, it's just that you were hurt by me, and a mother like me only cares about my own happiness. "

Hearing this kind of news suddenly, although he and Qiu Guiqin have never had any family relationship at all, but it is impossible to say that there is no fluctuation in his heart, especially...seeing her current precarious, thin and lonely appearance.

Yu Jiu was silent for a moment, and only asked three words: "Do you want to go?"

The woman was taken aback: "What did you say?"

"Las Vegas." Yu Jiu looked at her firmly: "Don't you say your last wish?"

Qiu Guiqin was dumbfounded for a moment, and then grinned: "Ask this... Do you want to help your old lady fulfill her wish? At last I didn't raise you in vain. Of course I want to go. Although my body is broken, I died in the The realm of eating, drinking, whoring and gambling is also the destination of people like me."

Qiu Guiqin has been a smoker, alcoholic, and gambler all her life. She doesn't know what shame and responsibility are, but it happens that such a person lives the most carefree life.

She obviously has everything she should have. She used to have a husband and a child, but she still has nothing.

I don't know how many people like Qiu Guiqin want to do it but can't do it.

Yu Jiu sneered and nodded, "Okay, I'll treat you like my son."

As if... he helped the protagonist of the original book to be filial to his mother.The protagonist in the original book has always been very filial to his mother.

Yu Jiu asked himself that he would not be able to care for a strange woman in every possible way - he may be born with a lack of sympathy and empathy, but he will fulfill the responsibilities that should be done.

"There is one hundred thousand in this card." Yu Jiu took out a card from his wallet and handed it to her, and said quickly in a low voice, "It's probably enough for you to go there."

Although in Las Vegas, 10,000+ cannot be extravagant, Yujiu can only do so much.

Qiu Guiqin's eyes lit up quickly, showing a bit of greed brightly - but after this moment, this woman who had been greedy and selfish all her life might realize that she had a son, and she was a little hesitant.

"You're still a student. Where did you get so much money? It's all from working, right?" The woman was so pale that she was about to die, with obvious reluctance, staring at the card and hesitating: "Otherwise, I'd still... ..."

"No more?" Yu Jiu raised his eyebrows and shook the card in his hand: "Then I will take it back..."

"Don't!" Qiu Guiqin said hastily, his body snatched the card more honestly than his brain.Faced with such a sudden 'windfall', she still couldn't help but smile, looked at it happily, and muttered: "My old lady is not in vain to support you."

Yu Jiu thought it was funny, shook his head helplessly, and went back to his room to continue packing his clothes.

It's just that when the door closed with a 'click', Yu Jiu still couldn't hold back, and felt empty in his heart for a moment.

In fact, he and Qiu Guiqin have only met each other a few times. The so-called "mother-child relationship" is in name only, and there is no real affection between them.

But probably because of the influence of Wang Xingquan recently, Yu Jiu has a deeper understanding of the word 'mother'.

The most difficult decision Wang Xingquan made in his life was leaving his mother, and the thing he regretted the most was not being able to be filial and help her heal... Although he is trying to forgive himself now, Yu Jiu knows that the 'trauma' still exists.

Sometimes, psychological torture is often more painful than physical.

So Yu Jiu didn't want to leave any regrets for himself.

He spent 10,000+ to make Qiu Guiqin happy and feel at ease.

Qiu Guiqin probably felt that his time was approaching and he couldn't delay for a day, so after taking the money, he booked a plane ticket and left happily.

This woman probably had a happy life in her early years. She had all the passports and visas. After getting the money, she walked non-stop, heading for the city that never sleeps in her dream.

Later, Yu Jiu received a call from the overseas police and found out that Qiu Guiqin had died outside the casino in Las Vegas.

She didn't make it through the winter, at the age of 52.

That was about half a month later, when Yu Jiu was taking credits in the school library, he received the news.

Qiu Guiqin died of a drug overdose, probably because she was tortured by illness and lost her sense of proportion, but it is said that she did not feel pain when she left.

Her way of walking can be regarded as seeking benevolence and deserving benevolence, "death is worthy of death".

A person's life is actually nothing more than life and death.

Those who regret are all outsiders.

And those friends, even relatives, who are not outsiders in a person's independent life?

When a person lives to the end, the only thing left around him is himself?

Until he left school, Yu Jiu was thinking about the issue of life and death, and he was a little absent-minded when eating at night.

Wang Xingquan, who had been 'cohabiting' with him for half a month, quickly noticed the clue. Seeing Yu Jiu's abnormal appearance, he tapped the bowl in front of Yu Jiu with his chopsticks: "Xiao Jiu."

Only then did Yu Jiu come back to his senses.

"What's the matter?" Wang Xingquan looked at him with some doubts: "I'm a bit dumbfounded."

"It's nothing, it's just..." Yu Jiu hesitated, and told him what happened today: "My mother died."

"?"

His abrupt words made Wang Xingquan think that he had misheard, and looked at him in astonishment.

"He died in Las Vegas." Yu Jiu came back to his senses, gave himself a glass of medicinal wine next to him and drank it as a serious drink, slightly in a trance: "I knew before that she has AIDS, and there is a high probability that she won't be able to survive this winter."

In the face of the life and death of close relatives, the comfort of others is pale and futile.

Even Wang Xingquan didn't know what to say for a moment, he could only stretch his hand across the table to hold Yujiu's.

"It's okay, I have an indifferent relationship with her, so I'm not very sad?" Yu Jiu said honestly, paused, then frowned slightly and murmured in confusion: "I'm just a little curious, the words at the end of life... ..will you still be alone?"

Marriage, childbirth, and prosperity that people in the world pursue... Can they really satisfy their own emptiness from the outside?

Yu Jiu didn't understand very well, because he was really a somewhat 'independent' person.

"No." Yu Jiu thought he asked a difficult question, but Wang Xingquan quickly answered him.

Yu Jiu looked over in surprise, only to see Wang Xingquan's brows were soft, and he smiled softly at him, but replied very firmly: "I will be with you."

Yu Jiu was stunned, a feeling like 'throbbing' softly crossed his heart, he couldn't help asking: "Will you stay with me all the time?"

"Why not?" Wang Xingquan asked with a light smile: "We are together, we will not have children in the future, nor will we consider raising children, and we will not live in separate places. Of course we can always be together."

...Wang Xingquan actually thought so comprehensively!

Yu Jiu couldn't help laughing, and raised his eyebrows lightly: "But why do I feel that there is no sense of reality at all?"

It seems that he and Wang Xingquan have just been together, so it's a bit out of date to say these things, but...it's still heart-warming.

Wang Xingquan put down his chopsticks, put his finger on his chin and looked at him: "What kind of realism do you want? Do you want a ceremony?"

Yu Jiu's heart twitched slightly.

In fact, he doesn't really care about the ceremony or not. A certificate or something doesn't necessarily mean that they won't separate, and not talking doesn't mean that the two of them are bad.

It's just that when I mentioned 'realism' just now, Yujiu felt weird and out of place when I thought of the two people living together and sleeping together in the same bed these few nights... those anxious, ambiguous touches.

Perhaps there is no sense of reality, because they have never had any arrogated intimacy, until now they are limited to kissing and hugging.

Sometimes the kiss is too passionate, but still keenly notice some unspeakable changes in Wang Xingquan's body.

But he has always been a gentleman and has not crossed that line.

And now I am longing for that kind of 'intimate' distance.

Pursing his lips, Yu Jiu looked at Wang Xingquan's flawless and handsome face under the warm light, and remembered that Wang Yizhuo had already gone back to his room to sleep... He couldn't help but waved to Wang Xingquan: "Come here."

Wang Xingquan was unprepared, thinking that Yu Jiu had something to say to him at a close distance, so he stood up and walked over to bow his head in front of him.

——Who knew that just as he lowered his head slightly, he caught his lower lip in one bite.

Under Wang Xingquan's astonished gaze, a sly smile flashed in Yu Jiu's eyes, and he said vaguely: "Let's try...I will be very gentle."