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The scene that has been seen countless times in movies now reappears in front of Jiang Ming as if traveling through time and space.

"The patient was shot twice and lost a lot of blood. His vital signs were already weak when he was sent. We tried our best..."

"Time of death, February [-]th at [-]:[-] am"

At eleven o'clock in the morning on February [-]th.

It was one eleven in the morning.

eleven points. . . . . .

The little nurse handed over a folder with a piece of paper on it, "This is Lu Kun's death notice, and the family members have no problem signing it."

Lu Kun's only family member who is related by blood is in prison, and this letter can only be signed by Jiang Ming.

The book was held in Jiang Ming's hand, and the pale light of the hospital corridor shone on Lu Kun's name. At that moment, Jiang Ming burst into tears, tears fell on the paper like a bank, and he became dizzy. . . . . .

Jiang Ming didn't expect that one day his name would appear in Lu Kun's family column in this way, but after this stroke, he would have nothing, and there would be no more. . . . . .

Jiang Ming stood in the corridor of the hospital until noon the next day before being dragged home by Wu Ye and Yang Ziwen. The reason why Jiang Ming didn't struggle was because he didn't have any strength in his body at that time, and he was stupid. . . . . .

After returning home, Yang Ziwen tried to feed him food and drink water, but it was useless. He couldn't get a drop of water, so he sat on the floor of the bedroom, his cheeks and hands were full of dried blood, which was dark brown. . . . . .

Wu Ye and Yang Ziwen stayed with him for a day, until it was dark when Jiang Ming suddenly got up and said, "I have to go find Brother Kun."

Wu Ye quickly grabbed him, but he lost his hand. Before Jiang Ming pushed the door open, Wu Ye rushed to block the door with his body and shouted: "Jiang Ming, Lu Kun is dead! He's dead! He can't come back!"

The sudden slap in the face made Jiang Ming stop, his bloodshot eyes closed as if the last ray of concentration had been taken away, and he fell to the ground with a clang, fainting. . . . . .

Four days later, Yang Ziwen returned to Dubai after attending Lu Kun's funeral. Before she left, she told Wu Ye to take good care of Jiang Ming, and she tried to change shifts with other colleagues before flying back.

Jiang Ming hadn't said a word since he woke up after fainting that day. The funeral was arranged by Wu Ye and Yang Ziwen. Mingyue also helped find a place with good Fengshui in the suburban cemetery. Lu Kun's ashes were buried in the That.

In the cold winter of February, the already desolate cemetery is even more desolate. Many lives live here, bearing the grief of the people who are still alive.

Lu Kun's tombstone is very simple, with only his name and the date of death on it.

Jiang Ming has been silent all the time, no one can decide for him what should be written on the epitaph. . . . . .

On the day of the funeral, Hu Lai and Zhang Zeyi also came. Hu Lai told Lu Kun in front of the tomb that Deng Liqiang and Wang Heng had been arrested and brought him to rest.

Since then, the entire drug trafficking incident has gradually become clear with the arrest of these two people.

It turned out that Wang Heng controlled the spontaneous combustion of the BMW at the beginning. He first tried to make Deng Liqiang lose money, and then stepped forward when Deng Liqiang was in danger, so that he could work hard for himself. The reason why Wang Heng confessed.

On the other hand, with the restraint of money, Chen Juncheng can trust Deng Liqiang even more.

The successful delivery of the first delivery gave Chen Juncheng a lot of sweetness, so Wang Heng doubled the amount of drugs in the second delivery, and then called the police to let the police arrest Chen Juncheng. The taste of betrayal, as expected, Mao Mao's behavior did not let him down.

As for why Wang Heng was arrested. . .It was someone under his command who betrayed him again. The moment Wang Heng put the handcuffs on his hands, he suddenly understood that what he had done was exactly what he said, "You have to pay it back when you come out to mess around."

He knew that he was going to die, so he took all the blame for himself, and did not confess Seabuckthorn and his wife, Liying. Little did he know that on the day he was arrested, Seabuckthorn and Liying had already fled abroad. Poor Wang Heng arrived. I don't even know who got me into it.

After the funeral was over and everyone left that day, Hu Lai told Lu Kun all these things, and finally he said: "Brother Kun, I was negligent and didn't protect you well, I'm sorry."

Hu Lai bowed deeply to Lu Kun, but no amount of remorse could change Lu Kun's life. Although Hu Lai had seen through the impermanence of the world all these years of work, he still couldn't get over the pain in his heart when he became one of the parties. Kaner.

Seeing Hu Lai's guilty look, Zhang Zeyi, who had been standing next to him smoking a cigarette, suddenly said, "Lu Kun...he is a good guy. There are very few people like him in this society now. I admire him!"

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Lu Kun's death dealt a fatal blow to Jiang Ming. The heart-piercing pain made Jiang Ming unable to sleep peacefully every night. He couldn't even sleep for three hours a night. Soon after, he began to lose his hair and his whole body Weakness and bloodless nails, Wu Ye was forced to send him to the hospital for treatment for a period of time until he fainted on the way home from work one day. The doctor said that he was caused by excessive grief, and that severe cases would cause cardiac arrest, which was life-threatening.

After Yang Ziwen learned about it, he quickly flew back from Dubai, and took care of Jiang Ming with Wu Ye in shifts day and night, so that he was able to leave the hospital safely and healthily.

After Jiang Ming was discharged from the hospital, he took a long vacation with his work unit. He followed Wu Ye's outdoor team to many places. He went to Miao Village in Guizhou to watch grandmas weaving and farming, went to Dali in Yunnan to see Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake, went to Jiangnan Water Town to see people in Zhenshui, and went to Northwest China. Looking at the sunset and solitary smoke in the desert.

Only after traveling through most of China did he have the courage to go back and continue his previous life.

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Five years later.

On TV, a Taiwanese male singer was singing. Jiang Ming stood on the balcony and lit a cigarette and listened slowly. He didn't know the title of the song, but the male singer's voice was very nice, with a kind of loneliness that was lost in the world. cold.

"Born to know you and then separated from you"

"I forgot to tell you before that I love you the most, but now that I think about it, I love you the most"

Born to know you and then separated from you. . . . . .

When Jiang Ming heard this sentence, he suddenly thought of Lu Kun. At that moment, he burst into tears like a child.

How long has this person been away from him?

Five years, exactly five years.

Jiang Ming took a puff of cigarette tremblingly. In the past five years, he lived his life in a straight line. He didn't make a new friend, didn't go to a bar once, and stayed at home most of the time except for work. He read books, watched movies, Go to the gym for a run, swim. . . . . .

Apart from being unhappy, everything else is fine.

Everything in the house has always remained the same as it was when Lu Kun was there. All his daily necessities are placed in their original places, and his clothes are neatly hung in the closet. They are taken out and put away as the seasons change.

Like he never left. . . . . .

Jiang Ming turned back to the quiet person he was before, but Yang Ziwen felt that his quietness was suppressed by reality, and he was unable to stand up, rather than really letting go.

No one dared to mention Lu Kun's name in front of Jiang Ming, and those with the same pronunciation as "kun" were taboo. The second year was better, and occasionally he would laugh. The third, fourth, and fifth years. . . . . .

Jiang Ming tried to spend the rest of his life with the memories of the past and Lu Kun, but that period was really too short. He recalled it for five years, and many of the scenes were repeatedly remembered. Until today, Jiang Ming suddenly realized that he would never He can never forget Lu Kun, and he will never be able to love others like Lu Kun again, so he chose to end all this in his own way.

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On the day Lu Yuan was released from prison, Jiang Ming took him to Lu Kun's cemetery. Before that, Jiang Ming did not disclose the news of Lu Kun's death to Lu Yuan, only that he went to the south for business.

Lu Yuan knelt in front of Lu Kun's tomb, weeping and tearing. This child couldn't accept that his closest relative left him like this, which made him collapse and helpless more than a few years in prison. . . . . .

Jiang Ming stood aside with a calm expression, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, looking at the snow in the distant mountains, the forests on the mountains, it was like the winter days many years ago.

That day, Jiang Ming didn't turn his head to look at Lu Kun's tombstone again, what he kept thinking in his heart was: "Brother Kun, wait for me"

No one expected that the ending method Jiang Ming chose would be. . .Death, he committed suicide at home, swallowed a whole bottle of sleeping pills, and died peacefully.

In the past few years since Lu Kun left, Yang Ziwen has made video calls to Jiang Ming every one or two days. When she called several times that day but no one answered, she suddenly became flustered. She put down the phone and quickly booked a flight ticket back home. .

It's just that Jiang Ming had already left for two days when she arrived home. . . . . .

He was wearing a bloody sweater, the one Lu Kun wore when he left five years ago.

He didn't leave a word.

Two months later, Yang Ziwen resigned from her job as a flight attendant and returned to her hometown. Maybe it was Jiang Ming's death that made Yang Ziwen enlightened. She suddenly wanted to understand what was most important to her, so she approached Wu Ye and asked him if he would marry she. . . . . .

Of course Wu Ye said yes, he had been waiting for this day for too many years.

Yang Ziwen didn't ask Wu Ye to buy her any expensive things like diamond rings, but he wanted to take away the string of Buddhist beads that Wu Ye had worn for several years. Yang Ziwen said that she wanted it a long time ago.

It's just that at that time she felt that she was not qualified.

After Yang Ziwen and Wu Ye got married, they went to many places with him. Every time they went, Wu Ye would tell her about his past experiences. The two of them laughed and saw all the great rivers and mountains of the motherland.

The next year, Yang Ziwen became pregnant, and she and Wu Ye went back to their hometown to open a small shop. The days were not as erratic as before, but they were much more stable and happy. They finally found their belonging, and they also believed that Jiang Ming and Lu Kun were there. The heads have long been reunited, as they promised before, in a place surrounded by mountains and rivers, feeding horses and chopping firewood for the rest of their lives.

their first meeting

If someone asked Jiang Ming, what is worth remembering in the past twenty years, he would definitely think about it for a long time, and then reply flatly: "No."

In fact, it's not that there is no such thing, but that memory cannot be shared with others, because once the gate of memory is opened, the inner demon will be released. Jiang Ming was willing to be tortured by it until death, and still enjoys it. . . . . .

The year they met was December 2012, 12.

It was a winter copied from the previous year, and the north wind was also bleak and freezing.

The reason why Jiang Ming remembered it so clearly was because this date was marked with different meanings, the legendary end of the world.

Of course, most of the good young people who are rooted in Hongmiaozheng didn't believe it, but they still used this as an excuse to go out and have a carnival. Jiang Ming and his classmates from the police academy were among these people.

At first Jiang Ming was unwilling to go, after all he didn't like to join in the fun, but he couldn't stand Hu Lai's persistent persuasion, saying that it was a long time since graduation, so even if Jiang Ming didn't want to go, he had to follow, otherwise it would be too much Disappointed.

Two dormitories, maybe eight people. I ate a crazy meal at a Korean barbecue buffet. They are all old men. They are more delicious than the other. When they left, the boss looked at them with extremely complicated eyes. : "Let's go! Let's go! Don't come again!"

The reason is not only that they are too delicious, but also that two of them are going to leave the phone number of the same beautiful waitress in the store, and they bet on who can catch up first with the help of alcohol.

Whether this pretty little girl is the prospective proprietress is unknown to everyone, but it can be seen from the resentful eyes of the boss that the old man is very, extremely and particularly unhappy.

After dinner, everyone went to the bar to hang out again. It was Jiang Ming's first time to go to a latte. Before that, he had heard Yang Ziwen mention it a few times, but he had never been there.

The latte had just opened at that time, and the promotion had not yet expired. As soon as a group of people walked to the door, they saw the billboard saying: "Doomsday Carnival Night, [-]% off the whole site"

The opening season coincides with the legendary end of the world. No one can say that this is just a gimmick, so the night show on this day is surprisingly popular, and the dance floor is full of people!

Jiang Ming and the others came to the table that had been reserved in advance and sat down, and someone ordered a bottle of foreign wine and a fruit plate with the waiter. After a while, the waiter brought these up and began to mix the drinks.

Hu Lai took a glass of wine from the table and handed it to Jiang Ming, and started chatting with him about the recent situation, and soon finished the glass of wine.

The bottle of foreign wine on the table had already bottomed out, and the waiter brought over another basket of beer. According to visual estimates, there were more than 20 bottles. It's hard not to get drunk together.

The others got together to play dice, but Jiang Ming didn't participate, he turned around with a bottle of beer in his hand to watch the performance on the opposite stage.

There is only a chair back between their table and the table next to them. When Jiang Ming turned around, someone from the next table also turned around, and the two looked at each other. The lights flashed wildly, and he couldn't see the appearance of that person at all, but the general impression was that he was very handsome.

The two looked at the stage in unison with a tacit understanding. A group of women were singing and dancing vigorously in short dresses and skirts, but these couldn't catch Jiang Ming's eyes. Gaze, Jiang Ming couldn't dodge in time and saw him leaning over and whispering in Jiang Ming's ear: "Come out with me"

come out with me. . . . . .What means?

Before Jiang Ming could figure out what he was going to do, he had already put down his wine glass and followed him out. The dance floor was noisy and full of people's voices, but Jiang Ming heard his own "pounding" heartbeat, as if he was about to jump out.

The man was tall, wearing a black sweater and a pair of dark blue jeans, with slender legs, the down jacket was casually held in his hand, without wearing it, Jiang Ming followed him all the way to the alley next to Latte parking space.

Jiang Ming was just one step behind the man, and before he could ask anything, he was pulled back by the man and thrown directly into the back seat. Straight away.

He admitted that he had been careful just now, but he hadn't reached the point where he was greedy. Jiang Ming tugged at the man's skirt in a panic, but the tugging turned into stripping, as if the two were naked. The first thing Jiang Ming saw when he saw it was the antler tattoo under his collarbone, but before he could see it clearly, the man lowered his head and kissed and bit his neck again. . . . . .

The whole world was restless on this day, but who knew that in a certain corner, two men whom they met for the first time were tossing and raining in the car, sweating profusely, the car body shaking like a motor, even the doomsday made way for them. . . . . .

After the incident, Jiang Ming left first, he walked a little shaky, I don't know if it was the effect of alcohol or just too infatuated.

As he walked, he blamed himself for doing this kind of thing with someone who didn't say a word, and he didn't even have the courage to take a look afterwards.

That day Jiang Ming didn't go back to latte again, but took a taxi and went home directly, and he hasn't seen that man again for several years since then.

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If life really had a chance to start over, Jiang Ming thought, he wouldn't just leave that night, if he didn't leave, wouldn't he be able to advance the time with Lu Kun a few years earlier?

. . . . . .It's a pity that there is no if.

Remember that midnight when Lu Kun took Jiang Ming for a drive by the river?

The river in this city floods in summer and freezes in winter. He and he stood on the river bridge. Dusk elongated their shadows and absorbed their murmurs. They looked into the distance from beginning to end. For many years, their souls never grow old, their love never fades away. Death.

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The author has something to say: This is the end of the story of Jiang Ming and Lu Kun.

In the lower bg, the hero is a different kind of cook, goodbye by fate.

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But I will keep writing.