Double Bracelets

The fire was warm.The story sounds like the past.

Kitterlin said, I stayed in Shanghai later, and when the school was established in Hujiang, I chose to teach in Hujiang.that is it.Jiang Xijie asked, don't you want to go back? Kitterlin looked at her with a smile, clean and simple, "Where are you going?"

Where are you going?Has gone nowhere.Even if you want to see things and think about people, New York is no longer the old New York. Even if Pennsylvania is still the same Pennsylvania, what's the use?What is completely lost can never be replaced anywhere.Just live like this every day, and your heart is like ashes.Spend time loving each other, hurting each other, hating each other, missing each other, and hiding from each other. "Do you know what I'm thankful for?" Jiang Xijie shook her head, and Kitterlin's smile fell into her eyes, making her feel that there was really no sadness in Kitterlin's heart, only the lovesickness that lingered like vines and almost strangled people to death.However, after all, she is shallow, and she didn't know that at this stage, joy is also sadness, and sadness is also joy: "I am very glad that it was her who died, not me. Such a long and lonely life belongs to me, not to her; The only thing left in the world is me, not her."

After she finished speaking, she still looked at the fire, as if she had become a stone sculpture.Jiang Xijie wished she could say something, but unfortunately she couldn't.After a long silence, Kitterlin suddenly coughed loudly, and then seemed to be out of breath, as if he was about to be suffocated.Jiang Xijie served her water and medicine and patted her back. After serving her, she consciously disturbed her. She didn't know whether to stay or get out of here. She thought about it and said tentatively, then I won't disturb her.If Kitterlin asked her to stay, he would stay, and he didn't feel comfortable leaving her alone. Kitterlin smiled and nodded to her with a weak face, "Go... I'm afraid it's going to snow outside. Be careful on the way back."

She felt sad, so a smile appeared on her face, she closed the door and left.

Although it was New Year's Day, she still had to help her father wipe his ass.Even if she is so annoyed to death and helpless—you can’t let my daughter stop and stop just after dealing with the rush of work at the end of the year—she can only slander and cannot refuse: her father is ill in Guangzhou. Even though it was just a matter of dealing with the aftermath, only part of it could be handed over to Jiang Xijie.Jiang Xijie thought to herself, if she screwed up this time, she would just resign.Even so, Jiang Xijun had to scold Jiang Xijun who had finally returned home, and then rushed to Guangzhou to take care of his father.Unexpectedly, this kid was very happy, and Jiang Xijie, who was so angry, added a long paragraph to the telegram sent to her father-you take care of your son yourself!No matter how lawless he is!Just know how to hide!Both father and son are as cunning!

Fortunately, he recovered in a few days. On February [-], the father and son returned to Shanghai together.The family got together again, except for the uncle who couldn't get away temporarily in Nanjing, the Jiang family was reunited again.The new father, Jiang Xize, who knew all day long that he would never let go of his daughter Jiang Ying, even ran to his sister and said, "I said, auntie, how big a red envelope will you give my baby Xiao Ying this year?" Jiang Xijie rolled his eyes at him, Immediately, she teased her niece with a pleasant face, "Xiaoying is so good, of course she wants a big one! It's bigger than what your father gave you! Just don't let your father see it! If you see it, it's gone! I'll pass it to your mother quietly! Ask your mother for it when you grow up!"

"But oh, Hao Peng is going to get married this year. I don't know if it's autumn or summer. I'll ask you when I go to Fu's house during the Chinese New Year." Jiang Xize said to Jiang Xijie absent-mindedly while kissing his daughter's pink cheek, " Married?" "Yes, married. From now on, we will be brother-in-law." "Is that so..." Her eyes dimmed: The intention of the second brother's words is obvious, tell her, between summer and autumn this year, Wang Jiyue is Will be back anyway.Regardless of whether she is officially graduating and should come back, or as a sister-in-law, she will come back to attend the wedding.In fact, Jiang Xijie's heart was in a mess. She also found that since she received the reply letter that deserved a beating, the ice in her heart began to soften, or the ruins in her heart began to revive again—she began to feel that there was hope for Wang Jiyue again. I still have my own in my heart, especially after such a long exile, so it proves that I still have the opportunity to work hard.

"But the Wang family," Jiang Xijie was about to ask, when the phone rang suddenly, and Hu Xie yelled after answering the phone, "Miss San, Miss Seven of the Wang family is looking for you!"

Wang Chanyue's excited voice changed the tone on the phone. She said that she was going to come back from Beiping, and she would go to see Jiang Xijie when she came back, and she must wait for her.Jiang Xijie responded well, but on the other hand felt dumbfounded.It seems that Wang Chanyue is also a part of the mirage.

"Miss Wang Qi?" Jiang Xize handed his daughter over to his elder brother who likes his little niece as much as he doesn't have a daughter, so he can't die and continue to tease his sister, "Yeah." "She's coming back?" "She said she was going back to Shanghai, Going back to Guangzhou with her brothers. Said that the Wang family is celebrating the New Year in Guangzhou." "Oh, yes. Hao Peng also said the same. But isn't it a good thing for her to come back?" OK."

Jiang Xijie stopped trying to escape, and looked at him fixedly, with no expression on her face.Jiang Xize came over and looked at her in the same way.Project your doubts over here, and I will shine my sincerity into your eyes: "It is impossible to never see each other. Brother, I have never said anything bad about you, so go if you want. Don't wrong yourself, for everyone. No problem. Even if she, Wang Jiyue, can see it, I can't."

On Thursday, the sky was gloomy, and the color of the clouds began to turn gray in the afternoon, and turned red in the evening when it got dark, as if it was going to snow.She had been working overtime until very late, but just as Jiang Xijie got home, she suddenly received a phone call.Jiang Xize went to pick it up in a dawdly way—he had had a few glasses of wine tonight, and he was having a good time—but his face suddenly turned weird, "Xijie, call." "Huh?" Jiang Xijie was taken aback, I haven't had my soup yet What are you doing again? "Where did it come from?" "Gongji Hospital {87}."

It was snowing, and the Jiang family asked the driver to drive Miss San, who could barely eat in the car, to the hospital.The hospital called and said, we have a patient with respiratory failure, who may be dying for a few days, but she has no relatives, and appointed you to handle related matters.The nun's English accent was authentic, and Jiang Xijie broke out in a cold sweat, urging the driver to hurry up all the way, and she didn't take a few bites of the food brought by Zhao's mother.

The nun led her into the ward, and it was indeed Kitterlin lying on the bed. Kitterlin's face was ashen, Jiang Xijie was shocked, she didn't have time to accept the fact, but luckily she matured a lot, so she asked the nun to go out first, leaving the two alone in the room.Gently moved the stool and sat on the edge of the bed. Kitterlin smiled weakly when he saw her coming.Because of difficulty breathing, it was already quite difficult to speak, Jiang Xijie almost connected with her, and said first: "I never thought it would be like this." Kitterlin smiled, as if he had heard her tell a joke before, with a playful and happy smile, "I'm also stupid and don't understand medicine. Otherwise, I shouldn't drag you to drink, I should drag you to the hospital." When the nun went upstairs, she answered her question very quickly: pulmonary heart disease, difficulty breathing, said Not bad, one day I can't catch my breath and it will pass.She accepted it herself, and she didn't seem to be very sad. All you have to do is to accompany her and help her deal with her will and testament. "I said why you are getting weaker and weaker, and you are coughing more and more. Did you take medicine when you came out to see me, so you didn't cough? Alas, I was deceived by you. I should control you and not let you Smoking so much."

She struggled with one-liners, and Kitterlin coughed before she could speak, teased by her.Jiang Xijie hurriedly got up to comfort her, but seeing her in pain, she couldn't hold back her tears, and couldn't say a word of witty words, so she could only sit there and sob.On the contrary, Kitterlin, who had a big cough, calmed down and spoke with great difficulty: "You made me laugh, but I didn't expect to make a cough. It's okay, so I can talk anyway. You always do that." "Where Yes, I need you to comfort me..." Jiang Xijie lowered her head, tears falling down the back of her hands. "If you're not good, how can I ask you to help me with my funeral? Don't make me look like someone I've been entrusted to." Now Jiang Xijie smiled through her tears, "Forget it... I won't argue with you Let you..." I smiled and was told to cry again, "Let you entertain me a few more times..."

Kitterlin smiled back, as usual, it was a big laugh, the volume was inappropriate in a hospital at night.But now, she can laugh, and the sound of her laughter is indeed extremely dry, as if someone had sandpaper stuffed into her lungs. "I have two things. First...my will was made a long time ago, and all the relics are donated to the church, but before donating to the church, you can take as many books as you want. Willing If you want, you can take them all." Kitterlin turned to look at her, his blue eyes were a little gray, "Second, after my death, please keep the ashes. I hope you can go to Scotland someday if you have a chance. . . ”

Kitterlin took a breath, closed his eyes, and seemed to be spitting out an invisible blood mist. Hearing the sound made people feel painful, "Take me back. Sprinkle it in the wind, and it's time..."" Umm." Jiang Xijie nodded, and Kitterlin opened his eyes and looked at her, "It seems like I made things difficult for you. I'm really sorry."

"What are you talking about..." Jiang Xijie shook her hand, "Is it snowing outside?" "It's snowing. It may be quite heavy at the moment." In fact, Kitterlin's bed is still some distance from the window, and the window There is no light, and it is actually invisible.She turned her head and tried to look out the window.Jiang Xijie thought she remembered something from the past, so she remained silent.After a while she got up to pour water for Kitterlin.The water cup and kettle were placed on the bedside table over there, so she had to go around the hospital bed.

Even if she walked past Kitterlin's sight, she couldn't see the slightest wavering. "I thought, when I die, I will be so amazing." Kitterlin murmured suddenly, "It turned out to be pretty much the same. I thought that before I died, I should have no regrets, be proud and ambitious, but I didn't expect that I still have some regrets. Jiang Xijie poured her a glass of water, mixed it with hot and cold water, and the temperature was just right, then helped her up, and handed it to her carefully, "Do you believe in Chinese reincarnation?" Kitterlin nodded, "I do. You know I'm not that A devout Christian." "Then you believe it, she's waiting for you over there. Meng Prala won't pull her away. I believe it."

"You always want to comfort people, but sometimes the means of comforting are not very good." Jiang Xijie wanted to laugh, and then she wanted to cry, "Don't you expect me to be a priest, an angel, who can grant you all your wishes." Kitterlin shook his head, "I used to hope that I would die without regrets, but when I was really about to die, I realized that I wanted to start over. But starting over will not change anything, I will still be the same as before Choose. Maybe not leave New York, never leave her." Kitterlin lay on her side, as if she was tired and sleepy, and Jiang Xijie pulled the quilt for her. "Some things, maybe we can't control ourselves, and it's not anyone's responsibility."

"Well...huh...some things, maybe only we can give up, and no one can force it."

It was snowing outside, but there were actually no other patients in the ward, and the empty beds seemed to absorb all the sound with the quilt.

For three consecutive days, Jiang Xijie stayed in the hospital.Do your best to give Kitterlin a chance to "play" her more.When it was dark on the third day, Kitterlin was about to die. The nun invited a priest who specialized in this job over, and asked Kitterlin to hold the priest with one hand and Jiang Xijie with the other, breathing tidal wave after wave, as if the waves were moving one by one. Point took her life.Suddenly Kitterlin struggled and said vaguely, Xijie, hug me.Jiang Xijie leaned over and hugged her tightly, whispering as if coaxing a baby, don't be afraid, she is waiting for you, you will see her soon, there is no cold, no separation, no night.

She heard Kitterlin laugh, heard her say "hmmm" and calmly take her last long breath.

It was completely dark when we left the hospital after finishing everything. Kitterlin rejects Chinese-style wakes and Western-style funerals, and feels that he has no other friends, and only wants Jiang Xijie to take her ashes away.Now Jiang Xijie was going to her dormitory at school to dispose of her relics. Jiang Xize accidentally acted as the driver and waited for her downstairs.Walking into the villa where there was no longer any owner, Jiang Xijie endured all the way, couldn't help it anymore, and knelt down in front of the bookshelf and burst into tears.

The author has something to say:

{87} Catholic Church Hospital.Now No.1 People's Hospital in Shanghai.

When I finished writing this chapter, I went out to pour water, only to know that one of my roommates had to return home urgently, and his grandmother passed away.Suddenly, a sense of impermanence enveloped me.Cherish it, cherish it.