Did you get rid of the scumbag Bai Yueguang today [Rebirth]

The day of Sun Sufen's burial was arranged on the eighth day of the lunar new year.

Early in the morning, Jiang Mingyu went to the funeral home with Jiang Hu and Wu Hong.After receiving the ashes, the three of them got into the reserved car and went straight to the cemetery.Originally, Jiang Xiaogang, as a son, should be present on such an occasion, but I don’t know if he was scared by Jiang Mingyu, or he was too guilty to show up. After Sun Sufen passed away, Jiang Hu and Wu Hong tried to find someone, but they failed to contact Jiang Xiaogang .

After burying Sun Sufen, it was already afternoon.Jiang Mingyu thanked the neighbors in the village for their help, and came to Jiang Xiaohua's cemetery again.

Putting the wine bottle in front of the tombstone, Jiang Mingyu squatted down and cleared the dry branches and dead leaves beside the grave.

It hasn't been warm this winter, but there has only been one or two snowfalls.During the past few days of the Chinese New Year, the sun came out continuously. It was not until Sun Sufen was buried that the sun weakened a little bit, but there was still no intention of snowing.

He sat down next to the tombstone, unscrewed the bottle, and poured some wine into the cap.

Lifting the bottle cap at the tombstone, Jiang Mingyu turned his wrist and poured the wine onto the ground in front of the tombstone.

Seeing the crystal clear liquid soaking the ground, Jiang Mingyu raised his head and took a sip from the bottle.What he brought wasn't any good wine, the liquid ran down his throat and it was only spicy. After taking a sip of the wine, Jiang Mingyu glanced at the tombstone, then raised his head and continued.

When the wine bottle basically bottomed out, Jiang Mingyu touched the corner of his mouth and smiled softly: "Mom, I have fulfilled your last wish."

In the cold wind and bleak weather, the sun shed a few thin lines through the gaps in the dark clouds.Jiang Mingyu looked up, stared at the thin threads for a long time, shook the wine bottle in his hand, and poured the last sip of wine into his mouth.

Looking at the completely empty wine bottle, Jiang Mingyu tilted his head and touched the inscription on the tombstone.

After confirming that his fingertips had followed each stroke, he stood up, slammed the wine bottle on the tombstone.Amid the sound of glass shattering, Jiang Mingyu held the wine bottle tightly: "Are you satisfied? Are you satisfied now? My debt...is it paid off?"

The tombstone was as quiet as before, and even the few rays of sunlight were completely covered by dark clouds. Jiang Mingyu stared at the words on the tombstone. After a long silence, he sat back next to the tombstone.

"According to your request, I have given Sun Sufen the end, and I found someone for you in my previous life. Oh, I forgot to say, that bastard did go to France to join her boyfriend, but it was only a year later. They After breaking up, he found another woman and even had a son." Jiang Mingyu paused, "He was dead when I went, but I saw his son."

"His son said that he did mention you before he died. He said he was not a good person, and he was sorry for us." Jiang Mingyu raised his hand across his eyes, "I have fulfilled all your requirements, now? Am I already Completely repaying your childbearing grace, is it completely free?"

"Am I... able to live for myself?"

No one answered, even the wind stopped.Jiang Mingyu slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and took out a small white tablet from his pocket.

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Xiang Lin returned home in the afternoon of the eighth day of the lunar new year.After getting off the plane, he quickly turned on the machine, and Wei Nan, Ning Zhou, and Li Feng all sent a lot of text messages, with one or two new year wishes from Tian Gu or Bao Yingying inserted in the beeping sound.

Xiang Lin was about to put his phone back into his pocket when he saw an unfamiliar number by accident.

That number only sent a text message, a few simple words: Sun Sufen is dead.

Xiang Lin picked the phone screen with his fingertips and frowned slightly.

"Brother? What's the matter?" Xiang Feifei leaned over to look at the screen, "Who is Sun Sufen? Did you send this message to the wrong person?"

"It's possible." Xiang Lin hummed and closed the phone screen.

In her previous life, Sun Sufen had an accident during the college entrance examination.It is said that Jiang Mingyu was rushed to the county hospital by the school teacher before he finished the English test.

When he got the news, Xiang Lin was lying on a hospital bed with an oxygen tube in his nose.He was worried that Jiang Mingyu would be hit after Sun Sufen's death, so he insisted on asking for a cell phone, and replied several text messages to Jiang Mingyu.

By the way, at that time, Jiang Mingyu's mobile phone was given by himself as a gift for the college entrance examination. At this time, Jiang Mingyu should not have a mobile phone.Xiang Lin turned on the phone again, called out the text message and glanced at it. He didn't have much impression of this number, but it stands to reason that there are not many people in Xuewen Village with mobile phones, and Wu Hong is one of them who can have a relationship with Sun Sufen.

So the text message was sent by Wu Hong?But does Wu Hong know her number?Why did she inform herself of this?After hesitating for a few seconds, Xiang Lin pressed the dial button.

No matter who sent this text message, since it has been sent, it is time to ask clearly.

After dialing, a waiting tone came from the phone. Xiang Lin waited quietly for a while, until the waiting tone turned into a busy tone, and he didn't wait until the other party connected.Xiang Lin dialed again in disbelief, but still no one answered.

"Brother, who are you calling?" Xiang Feifei said, "Maybe he didn't bring a mobile phone."

"Maybe." Xiang Lin put down his phone, frowning slightly.Sun Sufen passed away half a year earlier than normal. Even if the butterfly put down 5000 yuan, it still couldn't offset the power of the wings.

Said something to Feifei.

Xiang Lin didn't pay attention.

"Brother, what are you thinking?" Xiang Feifei pouted dissatisfiedly, "When you get to grandparents' house later, don't make a sour face."

"You have a sad face." Xiang Lin pinched Feifei's cheek and laughed.As soon as they got off the plane, their grandparents called in time, saying that they had already prepared meals at home, and they were waiting for them to go back to eat.

During the meal break, Xiang Lin took out his phone and replied a text message to the strange number.

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Jiang Mingyu was woken up by the vibration of his mobile phone.He reluctantly touched the pocket, but failed to feel the expected texture of the fabric. Instead, the place where his fingertips touched was icy cold.

The eyelids were so heavy that they couldn't be opened, Jiang Mingyu frowned slightly, and dropped his hands to his side again.Feeling the temperature of his fingertips, the crystal white snow gradually turned transparent, and finally turned into a small puddle of clear water.

Jiang Mingyu's fingertips were lying in the clear water, and his cold skin was pale.

However, his cheeks were still rosy, and there were one or two snowflakes that had just been urged on his slender eyelashes. As his eyelashes trembled slightly, those two snowflakes fell to the eyelids and melted quickly.

The phone vibrated again, and Jiang Mingyu frowned, but still did not open his eyes.

In the dream, it was a narrow and dark place.

Jiang Mingyu was wearing a work uniform and was pushing a small cart in his hand.He looked down at the uniform, his lips drawn into a straight line.This uniform is very familiar to him, and this corridor is also very familiar - this is the corridor of the KTV in the old place, and at the end of the corridor is the door of the VIP box.

The flickering lights shone on the corridor, red, green, strange and cold, only the door at the end was shining with light. Jiang Mingyu mechanically pushed the car and came to that door.

"Come on in, and bring in the wine ordered for this table." This was the voice of the foreman.

As the sound fell, the door opened slightly.Looking at the familiar scene in the room, Jiang Mingyu frowned slightly: Li Feng, Ning Zhou, and Wei Nan were already flushed from drinking, and when they saw Jiang Mingyu standing at the door, they walked over without any explanation, and just grabbed a bottle of wine from the trailer and stuffed it for them. Jiang Mingyu.

The bottle cap was opened somehow, and the wine bottle was lifted to his mouth somehow. Jiang Mingyu just turned his head desperately, and finally met those black jewel-like eyes.

The phone vibrated again, and Jiang Mingyu curled up his fingertips with great effort.

In the dream, the owner of the black gem eyes frowned and yelled at Wei Nan: "Are you looking for death one or two? Pulling people to fight for wine?!"

After the phone vibrated, it was completely calm.Jiang Mingyu let go of his fingertips again and touched the cold ground. He trembled and opened his eyes suddenly.

Wherever he looked, there was only a vast expanse of whiteness. Jiang Mingyu wanted to rub his eyes, only to find that his fingers were extremely stiff.

The snow fell at some point, and the cemetery, the uprooted withered grass, and even the villages in the distance were covered with a layer of white.Jiang Mingyu stared blankly at the white eyes for a few minutes, then recovered his senses and took out his phone.

There were two missed calls on the screen, followed by a text message.After poking the buttons a few times with his stiff fingertips, Jiang Mingyu finally turned on the text message.There are only four words on it: mourning and changing.

This is what Jiang Mingyu has heard the most recently.Wu Hong said it, Jiang Hu said it, the doctor who rescued him said it, the staff of the funeral home said it... Now, it's Xiang Lin's turn to say it too.

What was it like in your previous life?Jiang Mingyu recalled seriously.

Xiang Lin talked a lot, and he tried to solve it on the phone when he could.But during the period after the college entrance examination, Xiang Lin was really more enthusiastic about sending text messages.At that time, he had just given Jiang Mingyu a mobile phone, and he sent countless text messages to Xiang Lin every day on the grounds that he was bored after appendicitis surgery and that he could improve Jiang Mingyu's typing speed.

Remembering the frequent vibrations of text messages at that time, Jiang Mingyu lowered his eyes, and his lips curved slightly.

The screen of the mobile phone flickered and turned dark. Before it was completely turned off, Jiang Mingyu saw that the battery was empty.

He froze for a moment, then took out the charger from his pocket.Because a lot of snow fell on his body, the charger felt wet to the touch. He wiped the mist off the charger with the inside of his jacket, and Jiang Mingyu stood up with one hand supporting the tombstone.

After standing up straight, Jiang Mingyu waited for a long time before walking out through the snow.

If Xuewen Village wants to go to City D, they can only take the shuttle bus to Jianhe, and this shuttle bus only runs four times a day.Jiang Mingyu just walked slowly at first, but after walking for a while, he tightened the corners of his mouth and started to run.

After running a few steps, he stopped again, propping his knee with one hand.

After a few minutes of delay, he got up again and ran towards the bus stop. After being stuck for the last two or three minutes, Jiang Mingyu caught the last bus.

The driver was startled when he saw him: "What did you do?"

Jiang Mingyu didn't understand.

The driver reached out and turned the rearview mirror towards Jiang Mingyu: "Your face, do you have a fever? Why is there snow and water on your body?"

In the rearview mirror, Jiang Mingyu's fair cheeks were flushed, and his chin, which was cut like a knife, became even sharper. Only his two eyes were shining, as if they contained two spring water.Jiang Mingyu patted his cheek and said, "It's okay."

"Don't worry about it, you've got a serious fever just by looking at it." The driver murmured, "If you want me to tell you, you should go to the hospital as soon as you arrive in Jianhe. If you're sick, you don't have to be stubborn."

Jiang Mingyu said thank you.

"Don't just thank me, you have to remember to go." The driver continued to tell while closing the door, "Kids, don't always take your body seriously. How much does it hurt your family to know about you like this?"

"I have no family." Jiang Mingyu frowned, and under the surprised gaze of the driver, he walked to the second row from the left and sat down.

His forehead was pressed against the cold glass window, and his brain, which had been buzzing all the way, finally felt better. Jiang Mingyu pursed the corners of his mouth, clutching the charger tightly in his hand.