Nowhere near it

Said to follow quietly.

But it is even more difficult than You Yi imagined to be quiet.

Out of caution, before leaving, he wore a jacket that was too popular, wore a cap low, and paired it with a pair of sunglasses.Originally, You Yi planned to find a taxi casually, but fortunately, a car he had never driven was parked at Zhou Wei's door.That would be the reason why Qianlang got a license plate car, and the owner of the car could not be found at all.

Before getting into the car, You Yi looked at the black car in front of him and sighed: "That policeman named Gu really spent all his money on you, the house, the car, everything was thought of for you..."

The words are a bit sour.

Zhou Wei wanted to go over and touch You Yi's head, but the other party avoided him without showing any signs.

It is too difficult for You Yi to follow the car.

Let's get closer, for fear of attracting suspicion, let's stay far, for fear of losing track, You Yi really regrets his decision to follow along the way.

Zhou Wei parked the car near the parking lot, and silently glanced at You Yi's direction not far away.

His car was parked just right so that it wouldn't block the road behind and he could see everything on this side.

Yan Ye saw Zhou Wei approaching from a distance, and trotted all the way to him.

"It's all done." Yan Ye showed Zhou Wei the receipt in his hand, and said, "Uncle Ma doesn't have any requirements, and there is no need to set up a mourning hall. The ashes have also been placed, and all the procedures are here."

Zhou Wei nodded, took the receipt in Yan Ye's hand, and flipped through it pretendingly.

"Okay." Zhou Wei said: "That's it, Uncle Ma, I can explain it to you."

Yan Ye turned his head and pointed to a small gray spot on the mountain.

"Why don't we go up and have a look." Yan Ye said, "It's so deserted."

Zhou Wei thought for a while, then looked back at You Yi's direction, finally nodded and agreed.

I don't know if it's because there are cemeteries all around, but Zhou Wei always feels that the wind on the mountain is cooler than the one below.Once you enter this kind of place, even if you don't have anything in your heart, you will be more or less infected when you look at these various people standing in front of your relatives.

A kind of bitterness that penetrates the bottom of my heart.

Chinese people have always been in awe of these deceased relatives, but the tombstone of You Yi is deserted.

The same way he makes people feel.

In addition to the words engraved on the tombstone, there is also a black and white photo of him.

I don't know who chose it, but You Yi smiled like a fool.

Zhou Wei bent down and touched the photo.

"Who chose?" he said.

Yan Ye scratched his hair, and said a little embarrassedly: "Where do I have his photo, I asked for one from Luo Xin, you don't know that there is a photo of You Yi in Luo Xin's cell phone, my good guy For a separate folder, he carefully selected it for a long time, and if you don’t like this one, I’ll ask for it again?”

"Very good." Zhou Wei shook his head and said, "No need to change."

Under the tombstone, in addition to a few matching jars, there are also several large bouquets of flowers, which are piled up together, and a bottle of white wine is placed on the outermost side.

"These are also Luo Xin's?" Zhou Wei said.

Yan Ye smiled and said: "This is mine." He pointed to the driveway he drove over: "I came up and saw that it was too deserted, so I asked someone to buy some. Although You Yi was not very good when he was alive, you see We can't ask others to bully this neighbor."

Although his mouth is cheap, Yan Ye's heart is not bad.

He has always speculated about Zhou Wei's identity, but he has never punctured this layer of paper. In Yan Ye's view, Zhou Wei is not a bad person, and he is just his follower. As for Zhou Wei's identity, he doesn't want to know .

Zhou Wei pretended to be looking for someone else, then looked at You Yi's car, and said, "Where's Luo Xin?"

"Still crying." Yan Ye pointed in one direction and said with a smile: "I've been crying at the bottom of the mountain. The elders, crying like a woman. He didn't dare to come up if he said anything, so I let him calm down below. "

Zhou Wei nodded, looked around, and asked, "Is there anyone else?"

Yan Ye thought for a while, and said: "Boss Mo is here, he stood here for a while and then left, the others... there are no people."

Zhou Wei couldn't tell what was in his heart.

He looked at You Yi in the distance, this man left without knowing why, leaving only an empty parking space.

You Yi should have seen what he wanted to see.

Zhou Wei lowered his head and took out his phone to send a message.

'wait for me at home'

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You Yi's forehead was on the steering wheel when the message was sent.

Unlike what I imagined, there is no feigned sadness, no low self-esteem because of the tombstone that no one cares about, and no depression because of witnessing my own 'death'.

You Yi felt that he was more like someone who came to someone else's funeral.

On the contrary, it was Zhou Wei, who seemed to be more emotional than himself.You Yi looked at the binoculars in the passenger seat and lamented that Zhou Wei bought it well, and even saw the bees on the bouquet.

When driving down, You Yi passed by Luo Xin who was crying at the foot of the mountain.

This idiot didn't realize that he loves to cry so much before, and You Yi cursed secretly, 'I'm not promising', but his nose also felt a little sore.

Fortunately, Zhou Wei's message came over, suppressing the sore emotions in his chest.

'wait for me at home'

Four words.

You Yi shook his head and smiled helplessly.

Park the car on the side of the road and get out of the car.

Again, the only one who can judge me is myself.

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Coming down from the mountain, Yan Ye felt as if he had been stimulated, he seemed abnormal, he didn't say a word, and his face was terribly solemn.

Zhou Wei glanced at the rearview mirror of the driver's seat.

He said: "I didn't see how you were doing just now, you were chattering non-stop, why did you go down the mountain and didn't say a word."

Yan Ye made a 'tsk' sound and slowly started the car.

"...I suddenly felt that's what happens when a person dies." Yan Ye suddenly said with emotion: "No matter how beautiful or useless you were in life, you will still be the same after death, and you will all become this small piece If you are lucky, someone will come to clean and worship, but if you are unlucky, you will be a widowed old man when you die.”

Zhou Wei answered, "Which type do you think you are?"

Yan Ye shook his head and said with a smile: "You can't think too much, if you think too much, you won't be able to survive this day."

Yan Ye has never been married, does not have a girlfriend at present, and has very few family members. Zhou Wei understands that he is really touched by saying such words.

"Where are you going?" Yan Ye asked.

There was no reply to the message he sent, so Zhou Wei turned on his phone and took a look.

He replied, "Uncle Ma said he wanted to see me."

Yan Ye nodded, turned the car around resignedly, and commented: "Uncle Ma wants to see you at this time, there must be nothing good."

Zhou Wei said indifferently: "Then you went back for me, why don't you go?"

I knew I was wrong again.

Yan Ye shrugged pretendingly, but didn't say a word.

When I woke up this morning, it was a cloudy day, covered with dark clouds, making people suffocated, but after noon, the sky suddenly cleared up in the afternoon, and the huge sun stood there, making it dazzling.

Uncle Ma is doing Tai Chi in his yard.

Next to him was a table with a plate of cut fruit besides tea.

Seeing people coming, Uncle Ma stopped his movements and called Zhou Wei over.

"Sit down." Uncle Ma said.

Zhou Wei stood there without moving, and said seriously, "You Yi's business is settled, here is the address and receipt of the cemetery."

Pass the things in your hand to Uncle Ma.

The latter glanced at it and ordered the people below to take it into the room and put it away.

Uncle Ma got a cup of tea and handed it to Zhou Wei, gesturing.

He looked at the several ornamental trees that had just been transplanted in the yard, and said, "You Yi has been working for me all his life, and with such an ending, are you afraid that you will be like him?"

Zhou Wei shook his head naturally.

Uncle Ma smiled and said: "It's okay, fear is everyone's normal reaction, it doesn't matter if you tell me the truth."

Zhou Wei picked up his tea and took a sip.

He said: "In fact, there is nothing terrible about death. The terrible thing is that you haven't done what you want to do before you die."

Uncle Ma pulled out the chair and sat down.

He pulled a pack of cigarettes from his expensive silk coat and lit one.

This was the first time Zhou Wei saw him smoking.

But his face was still gentle, with no trace of waves visible.

"I have quit smoking for more than ten years, and I finally found this pack of cigarettes." Uncle Ma said: "I have been in this business for decades, and I am thinking today, will I be the same as You Yi one day? ending?"

Uncle Ma is a very difficult person.

He is a selfish man.

So when he starts empathizing with other people, he's lying.

Zhou Wei smiled with ease, and said: "I have always believed that no one has the same ending as anyone else. If you are afraid of yourself simply because you have seen the ending of others, wouldn't you be sorry for yourself?"

Uncle Ma shook the soot and looked at the person opposite.

Zhou Wei continued: "No one will stop eating breakfast because they saw someone else eating breakfast and vomit, and no one will never take a car again because they witnessed someone else's car accident..."

Putting out the cigarette in his hand, Uncle Ma still smiled gently.

"It's hard to satisfy your desires." Uncle Ma smiled and said, "It's usually the people who can't satisfy their desires who say things like you. You only focus on your own interests. But it's okay..." He emphasized: "If you are too easy to satisfy, you won't be able to do what we do. of."

Uncle Ma will not be at ease with someone who is too easy to satisfy.

The more you give up, the more you get.

Uncle Ma stood up and pointed in the direction of the living room, and said apologetically, "I wanted to keep you for dinner, but the nanny who cooks suddenly asked for leave today."

drive me away?

Zhou Wei said, "Do you need my help?"

Uncle Ma shook his head, walked over and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Boss is here, he can cook."

Zhou Wei nodded and was about to pretend to leave when Uncle Ma stopped him.

"You Yi left a batch of goods on the pier before his death." Uncle Ma walked over and said, "You help me get it back and put it in the basement of the hotel. I have ordered the people on both sides. You can take two people there."

Uncle Ma was still smiling, and there was nothing unusual on his face.

Zhou Wei couldn't tell whether his words were true or false.

"Okay." Zhou Wei came down and said, "I will ask someone to pick it up tomorrow morning..."

"Hey, I don't need your people." Uncle Ma planned Zhou Wei with a smile, "I will send my people to pick you up tomorrow morning."

Zhou Wei looked at Uncle Ma, nodded, and said, "Okay."

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Coming out of Uncle Ma's yard, Zhou Wei subconsciously looked at his phone, and You Yi still didn't reply to the message he sent.

This feeling is not good.

Zhou Wei had a bad feeling.

This premonition has been with him back home.

Because Uncle Ma would send someone to pick him up early the next morning, Zhou Wei originally planned to go back to the suburbs and talk to You Yi before going back.

But he didn't expect that what was left to him was an empty house.

Zhou Wei stood at the entrance for a while, and everything was arranged the same as when he left.In other words, You Yi never came back.

This is really You Yi's style of acting.

After dialing You Yi's cell phone number, to his surprise, the other party picked it up quickly.

"Hello." Said over there.

Zhou Wei sneered and said, "You should go."

You Yi sighed on the phone.

He said: "Zhou Wei, the one who is motionless is bastard..."

The author says:

I can't sleep well again, do you have any good solutions?