compassion

Thank you, boss starfish~

Shen Heng was discharged from the hospital on Qingming day.

The weather was very bad, it was raining lightly, and it was gloomy and disturbing.

Shen Heng felt that Xie Zhang's mood seemed to be not very good, but Xie Zhang was always a person who couldn't show his emotions, so he felt that it might be his own illusion.

And Shen Heng also had some concerns of his own.

This is the second Ching Ming Festival after his mother passed away. The year before, he was unable to visit his mother's grave because of Shen Ancheng's refusal. Shen Heng planned to visit the cemetery.

Unexpectedly, Xie Zhang had already made arrangements.

After leaving the hospital, the car was not heading home.

The location of the cemetery is very remote, but Xie Zhang didn't even use the navigation. He drove to the location smoothly, took a big black umbrella from the back seat, opened it, and said to Shen Heng: "Get out of the car and take me to see you. See your mother."

Shen Heng felt a little uncomfortable when he found out that the direction of the car was the cemetery. He didn't ask Xie Zhang how he knew his mother was buried here.

He was taken back to Shen's house when his mother was seriously ill, and he almost never saw him for the last time.

There was no funeral, no condolences, and the person was buried in a coffin. This person left quietly and was buried in the most worthless piece of land in the cemetery.

Shen Heng only had a photo with his mother, and he took it out to have a look when he missed it. There was no chance of keeping his filial piety, because An He wouldn't let it.

But now, Xie Zhang stood by his side, held his hand, held an umbrella for him to protect him from the rain, and tolerated his sadness.

Originally, Xie Zhang had prepared the most traditional chrysanthemums, but Shen Heng whispered that his mother didn't like them, so the two of them went to a flower shop near the cemetery to pick out a bunch of lilies again, and paired them with some carnations.

During the Qingming Festival, there are many people sweeping tombs and worshiping, and there are many people coming and going in the cemetery.

The two walked towards the deepest part of the cemetery with flowers in their arms, and stopped at a corner where no one came, which was the cheapest part of the cemetery.

An unswept cemetery is very desolate. Shen Heng cleaned up in silence, and Xie Zhang accompanied him.

Shen Heng's eyes were hot, his nose was sour, and he was in a bad mood, so he didn't notice that Xie Zhang's movements were very skillful.

After tidying up for a while, Xie Zhang squatted down and placed the bought flowers in front of the tombstone, and said respectfully: "Auntie, I am Xie Zhang, and I will accompany Ah Heng to see you."

He arranged the flowers neatly like an obsessive-compulsive disorder, then got up and stood up, bowed, pressed Shen Heng's shoulder again, and put the umbrella into Shen Heng's hand, his voice was a little hoarse, and he whispered: "Okay , talk to mom, I'll go smoke a cigarette."

He considerately left Shen Heng some space for himself and didn't bother him.

Shen Heng also thought so, he shook Xie Zhang's hand, and said "um" in a low voice, but he didn't see Xie Zhang's gaze in the distance, and the flash of depression.

The weather was still cold, and Xie Zhang was standing in the distance drenched in light rain.

Shen Heng talked with his mother for a while, and only realized the problem when he raised his head.

The dense rain was more like a shrouded fog, Xie Zhang's outline was hazy, only the light of the cigarette butt in his hand flickered.

Shen Heng sniffed, his feet became numb, and he limped to hold an umbrella for Xie Zhang: "Brother, why did you get caught in the rain, I forgot that we only brought one umbrella."

Xie Zhang's body was not considered wet, only a lot of water vapor, damp, and smiled at Shen Heng: "Is it finished?"

Shen Heng gave an "um" and said, "Brother, thank you."

Xie Zhang touched Shen Heng's head as a soothing gesture, and took Shen Heng's hand back to the tombstone.

This time the two stood side by side, Xie Zhang did not let go of Shen Heng's hand, and said softly: "Mom, Ah Heng will have me from now on."

Shen Heng's mood was still in the buffer period, and he was still depressed after returning home. He went back to his room to sleep not long after dinner.

He went to bed early and woke up early, unexpectedly Xie Zhang got up earlier than him and had already gone out.

Sister Zhou re-cooked breakfast for him in the kitchen, she stopped talking for a while, and said, "Xiao Shen, did Mr. Xie tell you where he went?"

Shen Heng shook his head, looking at Sister Zhou in a daze with his messy sleeping hair.

Sister Zhou knocked the eggs into the frying pan and said, "Let's go to the cemetery later. Every year I go early in the morning and come back drunk at night."

Didn't they just go to sweep the grave yesterday?

Shen Heng was stunned for a moment, then she heard Sister Zhou say again: "I thought Mr. Xie would stop torturing himself this year, but he went again early in the morning, and I couldn't persuade him."

Xie Zhang likes to drink, but never gets drunk.

For more than half a year, Shen Heng has never seen Xie Zhang drunk.

Shen Heng thought for a while, and vaguely felt that what he felt the day before might not be an illusion, Xie Zhang was just a little unhappy.

He asked Sister Zhou: "Are you going to sweep the graves of uncles and aunts?"

Sister Zhou said, "No, to Yuan Zheng, oh, it's Xiao Dou Sprout's biological father. Mr. Xie may not have told you that Xiao Dou Sprout is not his own child..."

When Yuan Zheng was mentioned, Shen Heng came to his senses.

No wonder Xie Zhang didn't even need to turn on the navigation to go to the cemetery, no wonder Xie Zhang acted very familiar with the cemetery yesterday!

He is too slow!

Shen Heng beat himself in his heart, and interrupted Sister Zhou anxiously: "Sister Zhou, I know."

He couldn't eat anymore. Before sister Zhou finished the fried eggs, he only drank a glass of milk and changed his coat: "Then I'll go find him."

He had just finished the operation, and he couldn't run yet. He was terribly anxious, but he could only walk slowly.

Fortunately, the car was called quickly, and the road was not too congested.

After finding the location from the cemetery management area, Shen Heng searched all the way, only to realize that the cemetery is actually very big, and Xie Zhang took him all the way to the place where his mother was buried yesterday so smoothly, it is likely that he came to worship before Pass.

When he was sad, Xie Zhang was with him, when Xie Zhang was sad, he was so stupid that he didn't know anything.

After the day of Qingming, there were not so many people in the cemetery. Shen Heng dawdled in annoyedly, and walked for 10 minutes before finally seeing Xie Zhang standing tall.

Xie Zhang was wearing a long black trench coat, and stood quietly with his hands in his pockets.

Shen Heng moved his lips, his voice seemed to be delayed, he called Xie Zhang: "Brother..."

Xie Zhang turned around and saw him, seemed to be surprised for a moment, and then stretched out his hand to him: "Why are you here?"

Shen Heng walked over, feeling panicked in his heart, and whispered: "Come to accompany you."

He saw Yuan Zheng's tombstone, which was much better than his mother's. There was also a portrait of Yuan Zheng wearing a police uniform, very energetic.

He looked at Yuan Zheng's tombstone and said, "You taught me that when we are in love, we can rely on each other when we are sad."

Xie Zhang took the initiative to hold his hand, took him to stand in front of Yuan Zheng's tombstone, and said, "It's not that I don't want to take you, you just had an operation, and I'm afraid that you will be sad when you come to the cemetery."

Shen Heng moved his fingers twice, and retorted: "Then I will accompany you too."

Xie Zhang then smiled, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Ah Heng."

Shen Heng's unhappiness couldn't hold back at once, he blushed and looked away, and said in a low voice, "You're welcome."

Xie Zhang wasn't in a good mood at first, but after being disturbed by Shen Heng like this, the hard and cold things in his heart melted. He and Shen Heng clasped fingers, turned to look at Yuan Zheng's tombstone, chuckled, and said : "Old Yuan, this is my boyfriend."

"It's a silly kid," he said.

The silly boy held his hand stubbornly, thinking that he would be sad, Xie Zhang sighed in his heart, thinking: If the silly boy wants to go back on his word again, he will really be reluctant to part with it now.

The day before was Qingming, and many people came to visit Yuan Zheng's tomb. Many flowers were placed in front of his tombstone. Xie Zhang bent down to arrange the flowers neatly, and said to Shen Heng, "Let's go."

Shen Heng hasn't reacted yet: "Where are you going?"

Xie Zhang said, "The bar."