Rebirth of Jinse Nianhua

Although I took the latest flight from London to Tokyo, when the plane landed at Narita Airport, it was already [-]:[-] pm the next day in Tokyo time. The [-]-hour flight plus the nine-hour time difference in winter time , I am extremely exhausted both physically and mentally.

The person sent by Asai’s family to pick me up was waiting at the exit of the airport early. He was an old acquaintance, my sister’s assistant. I had met him several times before, and his surname seemed to be Jiang. He was very reliable and won my sister’s trust.When Assistant Jiang saw me, he immediately greeted me respectfully, took my luggage and led me to the parking place.

There was also a middle-aged driver in the car who had been waiting, and the first thing he said when he saw me was: "このたび, ご悲伤さまで." The expression on his face was very serious.

I froze for a moment, then turned my head to look at Assistant Jiang who was sitting in the back seat from the other side: "What does he mean?"

"My condolences." Assistant Jiang translated it succinctly, and then handed me a well-ironed black suit, "Men must wear a black suit when attending a Japanese-style funeral. Master Ruan, please change as you like when you come to the country."

"Oh." He took it stiffly, but didn't want to move for a long time.

Assistant Jiang saw my hesitation and didn't urge me. He rushed to the driver in the front row and said something, and then the car started. After driving out of the airport, the speed soared to 240km/h.

"Can you tell me what's going on?" I still don't want to believe that Pingyi just dropped everything and committed suicide. He is such a sunny person, how can I believe that he will commit suicide?

Assistant Jiang glanced at me, with no expression on his face: "These things belong to the secrets of the Asai family, and I don't know."

secret?Sure enough, is there any ulterior motive hidden behind Pingyi's death?Who is it that insists on forcing him to death before giving up!

I didn't believe my sister's words for a while, but when I confirmed from Song Yu's mouth that what my sister said was true, I immediately collapsed on the ground. Su Chen was shocked by me at the time, and hurriedly pulled my arm. Let me sit on the cold ground, and shout "Help" loudly in Chinese on the street without knowing English.

Pingyi is dead?I thought it was a joke, but Sung Woo told me it was real, absolutely true.

I was crying and laughing and rolling on the streets of London, mixed with Su Chen's loud cry for help, soon attracted the patrolling police, Su Chen immediately communicated with the police in Chinese with body language, and the chicken and the duck talked naturally to no avail.

In the end, the police dragged us into a police car and planned to take us back to the police station for interrogation.Su Chen was in a hurry, probably he had never dealt with the police before in his life, when he saw this posture, he was so frightened that he hid beside me, and he kept pushing me to get back to normal quickly: "Tongtong, don't do this again Tossing myself, the third brother would feel so distressed if he knew."

"Pingyi is dead, Su Chen, do you know that Pingyi is dead!" I hid my face in the police car and wept bitterly, with a heart-piercing pain somewhere in my body.

Everyone in the police car was shocked by my roaring and crying, and Su Chen stopped pushing me. After about ten seconds, he gently touched my face and told me softly: "So you You should cheer up, at least rush back to see him one last time."

Yes, I must go to Tokyo to see Pingyi for the last time!

The police in London are full of love and enthusiasm. After learning what happened to me, they immediately decided to drive us back to the hotel in a police car to collect our documents, and then escorted us until we were taken to the airport.

After getting the documents, I received two messages on my mobile phone. Song Yu booked air tickets for me and Su Chen respectively. I flew to Tokyo and Su Chen returned to Brussels.

"Now let's go directly to the crematorium. President Asai's body has already been transported there early in the morning. The reason why he has not been cremated is because he is waiting for Master Ruan to come back to see him for the last time." Assistant Jiang's voice is in my ears, but it is as far away as It's separated by one hundred and eight thousand miles.

Japan's land area is narrow, and burials cannot be carried out. All people, regardless of their beliefs, are sent to the crematorium to be cremated. After the deceased is turned into a wisp of green smoke, someone will pick up a few bones and put them in the ashes. to the relatives of the deceased.Relatives would transport the urn to the temple and bury it in their own family grave.

"How far is it?"

"We will arrive at our destination in about three to 10 minutes."

"it is good."

The conversation ended here, I mechanically changed into a black suit, then leaned back on the chair and closed my eyes to rest my mind. I haven't closed my eyes for a day and a night, because once I close my eyes, all that flashes in my mind is the time when Hepingyi was together. screen.At this time, I still couldn't sleep, so I could only force myself to close my eyes and not think about anything, because I had to recover at least a little physical strength, and there were still many things waiting for me.

The car quickly arrived at the crematorium during the rapid driving, and it stopped accurately outside the cremation room where Pingyi's body was parked. According to Assistant Jiang, "all night" (that is, the wake), "farewell ceremony" (that is, the remains) and The ceremony of "exiting the coffin" has been completed, and the body has not been cremated for a long time just waiting for me alone.

A crowd of people who came to pay their respects gathered outside the cremation room. I felt so uncomfortable. I put my hand on the car door handle but I couldn’t pull it open. Assistant Jiang said to me with a rare emotion: "President Asai is already here. He has been lying on the iron bed in the cremation room all day, let him go to the ground as soon as possible."

I suddenly turned to stare at Assistant Jiang, biting my lower lip, otherwise I don't know if I would lose my composure in front of so many people.

"The old president is in more pain than you. That's his only son." Assistant Jiang didn't stop because of my stare, and even reached out to help me open the car door, but he obviously softened the last sentence Tone, "Get out of the car."

After all, I blended into the crowded crowd. Ping Yi is the president of Ferry Lacquer Ware. Although he is only 25 years old, he has already become quite influential in society, so many people came to express their condolences, but everyone was orderly. They were lined up on two sides, with relatives of the Asai family on one side and friends of the Asai family and representatives sent by Ferry Lacquerware to attend the funeral.

My sister and Hirohiko Asai stood at the head of the row of relatives, and the moment they met my eyes, their eyes turned red almost at the same time.

"Tongtong, you are finally here."

2015-03-06