Dead after eight years [rebirth]

The luxury car was parked where no one was paying attention, and Cheng Shuibei and the two didn't see it at first. It was Uncle En who flashed the lights twice to find the place.

In the back seat of the car, Zhang Ci sat quietly, looking through the car window at Cheng Shuibei, who had a white flower pinned to his sleeve.

The car door opened, and a small figure with white flowers on it also rushed towards Zhang Ci'an.

"Brother Ci, why are you here?!"

Cheng Nan hugged Zhang Ci'an in surprise and joy, Zhang Ci'an let him sit in, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.Cheng Nan didn't notice it, but just threw himself into his arms, like a frightened deer, seeking comfort from those close to him.

Zhang Ci'an touched his little face that had cried too many times in the past few days, and coaxed softly: "Come and see you, don't be afraid, Brother Ci is here."

The two people in the car exchanged greetings, and Cheng Shuibei waited outside the window, not intending to sit in and exchange greetings together.

There was a haystack next to the parking place, and Cheng Shuibei grabbed a few straws and twisted them between his fingers in boredom, and from time to time glanced at the two people in the car who were more like brothers.

Hurriedly looking at each other through the car window, Cheng Shuibei flinched away in a panic, and got into arguing with his straw again.

in the car.

Zhang Ci'an called Uncle En.

Uncle En in the driver's seat turned around knowingly, and poked Cheng Nan kindly: "Little friend, I want to go to the bathroom, can you take me there?"

Cheng Nan turned to look at Zhang Ci'an, Zhang Ci'an nodded gently, signaling him that it's okay.

So Cheng Nan got out of his loving brother's beautiful car, and led the uncle in the front seat to the direction of old man Zhang's yard.

Only Cheng Shuibei and Zhang Ci'an were left in the car.

Cheng Shuibei smiled awkwardly, seeing that he couldn't avoid it, he had no choice but to get into the back seat honestly and talk to Zhang Cian from a long distance away.

"That... thank you, don't worry, I will return the money to you when I have more money in a few days... You can just ask someone to send it to you. How long, sleepy or not..."

Cheng Shuibei chattered endlessly, but actually lowered his head to escape, until Zhang Ci'an interrupted.

"Xiao Bei."

Cheng Shuibei looked up in astonishment, why did he call him that?

The name "Xiaobei" belongs to Cheng Bei, the demon king of Linjiang Bieyuan, and also belongs to "Brother Ci" who is eight years older than him, so it should not be called from the mouth of the current Zhang Cian.

Did he find anything?

But before he could ask, Zhang Ci'an met his surprised gaze and explained, "I heard Uncle Cheng and Uncle Zhang call you that."

Cheng Shuibei felt relieved.

He said, "Uncle Zhang is gone. Don't call me that, just call me Cheng Shuibei."

As the night outside was getting darker, Zhang Ci'an's face was hidden in the dim car lights, making it hard to see clearly.

"Uncle Zhang is gone, don't be too sad, Cheng Nan and Uncle Cheng still need you. If there is anything I can do, just ask, for Cheng Nan's good, I am willing too... I am glad you can call... What can I do to help?"

He spoke cautiously, with a hint of a slight request in his tone.

Cheng Shuibei forced a smile: "What can you help me, I can't do anything well. Those who want to stay can't be kept, and I still owe a lot of favors..."

"Don't say that." Zhang Ci'an looked at him through the light, at the hair he was busy with before and after Zhang's funeral and didn't have time to do it, and at his blue-yellow face, which was sleepless all night for his brother to sleep.

Looking at each other, Cheng Shuibei saw the compassion in Zhang Ci'an's eyes when he looked at him, just like his name, Ci'an.

Cheng Shuibei suddenly let out a long sigh, and patted Zhang Cian's arm affectionately like a different person.

He usually makes this action to ask people.

"I really have something to bother you."

Zhang Ci'an nodded and agreed: "Say it."

Cheng Shuibei pointed to Cheng Nan who came back not far away: "You can take him back to Jiangshuo, he can't sleep well here, I'll go back by myself after finishing my business with Uncle Zhang."

After finishing speaking, he opened the car door and walked out. Lu Chengnan rubbed the child's head by Chengnan's side, and then got into the mourning hall where old man Zhang came and went.

Uncle En walked back holding Cheng Nan's hand, the child got into the back seat and sat next to Zhang Ci'an, Uncle En stood outside the car and waited.

Zhang Ci'an and Cheng Nan explained a few words, and then told Uncle En to get in the car.

The black car drove towards the entrance of the village, slowly sinking into the night.

……

With the money, old man Zhang can finally be buried with his wife and children smoothly.

A new soil bag was built between the graves of Zhang Lixiang and Wu Lanhua, and colorful paper piled up all over the ground.

Brother Zhang led the people back to clean up the mess at home, while Cheng Shuibei stood in front of old man Zhang's grave to watch.

Uncle Zhang can rest in peace, Cheng Shuibei has nothing but his body broken to pieces, no one cares about him, no one loves him.

"Master, from now on, you, my aunt, and my ideal brother will live a good life below. If you miss someone, just entrust me with dreams. Don't look for Cheng Nan. Others can't sleep well."

"Don't be surprised if you see another Cheng Shuibei down there. I've already died once, and I don't know if there will be half of my soul down there..."

"If you see it, take more of me, give him a bite to eat, and let him rub your noses for incense."

"Cheng Nan, I will supervise him to study hard. By the way, let me tell you a secret, don't talk about it in Cheng Nan's dream!"

……

"I'll take care of my brother and dad, and you too. You'll be happy when you get to the bottom, don't worry about it anymore."

"I'm leaving, I'll see you later."

Cheng Shuibei waved his hands, holding the kettle that came out of the window sill outside the mourning hall, and walked along the path to the town.

Counting the time, he could still catch the last bus back to Jiangshuo if he walked faster, Cheng Shuibei started to trot.

"Cheng Shuibei—"

Cheng Shuibei was running hard, when he suddenly heard someone calling him, it looked like Cheng Nan.

Taking a closer look, it was indeed Cheng Nan who ran towards him from the small path.

Didn't my brother get picked up by Zhang Ci'an?

Panting, Cheng Nan ran to Cheng Shuibei, pulled his sleeves and walked towards the road: "I'm here to pick you up."

At the end of the line of sight, a familiar black car was parked on the side of the road.

Cheng Nan got into the car first, and then squeezed Cheng Shuibei in, pulling the two of them from left to right.

Zhang Ci'an didn't leave either.

He took the initiative to explain to Cheng Shuibei: "Cheng Nan refused to leave, and said that he would wait for you, so we stayed in the town for one night."

Cheng Nan raised his face and smiled, and pulled Cheng Shuibei and Zhang Ci'an from left to right.

"Okay, Xiao Chengnan, sit down quickly, Uncle En is going to start!"

"Ok!"

Cheng Shuibei was probably too tired, or maybe he was too familiar with Uncle En's skills, so he fell asleep not long after.

When they were young, Shao Jihua and He Mingsui were busy taking care of Shao He, while Cheng Shuibei was left unattended. For a while, even Dou Shuyi kindly asked Uncle Ton to send him to and from school.

Climbing down from the car after school, Cheng Shuibei was not in a hurry to go home at all, instead he turned his head and got into the next door to play with Zhang Erniu.

To him, Uncle En meant that period of carefree teenage years, those two smooth years in which nothing was lost.

Cheng Shuibei had an old dream.

He dreamed that when he was ten years old, he went to play with Niuniu, and the yard was empty, only Zhang Ci'an standing under the dead rose.

The Longsha gem had withered long ago, and the ground was covered with a thin layer of snow, which made Zhang Ci'an's face pale.

He looks sad.

In the dream, Cheng Shuibei ran towards Brother Ci without any scruples and hugged him, but was surprised to find that he was about the same height as Zhang Ci'an, just like Zhang Ci'an.

With Zhang Cian's head resting on his shoulder, Cheng Shuibei felt countless sorrows surging out, flowing into Zhang Cian's heart along the cracks in Zhang Cian's bones.

Zhang Ci'an said, "Xiao Bei, my mother is gone."

In the year Dou Shuyi passed away, Zhang Ci'an seemed to be young, and he didn't even have time to come back to see his mother for the last time.

Cheng Shuibei thought, at that time, would anyone hug Zhang Ci'an?

……

Cheng Shuibei woke up from his sleep, the car had already arrived at the door of the house, Uncle En got out of the car and knocked on the door holding Cheng Nan who was also sleeping soundly.

Cheng Wenqiu came to catch Cheng Nan in his clothes, and thanked him repeatedly.

Before entering the door, Cheng Shuibei hugged Zhang Cian fiercely, and put his head into his shoulder like Zhang Cian in his dream.

Just for a moment, and then let go in a hurry.

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