palm discarded beads

In her previous life, on the day when Yan Jiayu's accident was known, Qin Mingzhu had just completed a list all night, and only closed her eyes in the morning before falling asleep.

During this period of time, the quality of his sleep has not been very good. He sleeps and wakes up for a while. In order to try his best to sleep soundly, he turned off his mobile phone, so he did not see the news at the first time, nor did he receive a call.

When I woke up, news of the plane crash was overwhelming the social software. Some people prayed, some asked the reason, and some shared tears.

When Qin Mingzhu saw the flight information, her heart clenched inexplicably, as if she had swallowed a lot of hard ice cubes. The sharp corners of the ice cubes hurt the mucous membranes, and the cold slid down her throat and entered her internal organs.

The plane turned out to be flying from China to his city.

At the same time, his cell phone had several missed calls.

From his family, and some friends.

Qin Mingzhu called Mrs. Su back, and while waiting for the connection, he clicked on Moments, and a friend posted a message saying that he almost bought this flight, which is really lucky.Seeing this post, he didn't like it, instead he quit his circle of friends and went online to search for specific information about the accidental flight.

In fact, he doesn’t need to search, the information has been spread everywhere, how many crew members and passengers are there, the plane has been put into service for a few years, where is it lost contact with the ground control center, and some people even said that their friends took this flight...

"Pearl."

After calling back two times, Mrs. Su finally got through. Her voice was hoarse, as if she had been crying.

It was like a deep uneasiness, like a soft reptile crawling on his bare skin, and every inch of his skin was bristling. Qin Mingzhu clenched the phone tightly, "Mom?"

Mrs. Su was sobbing during the call, and the person who answered the phone within two seconds was replaced by Qin Mingzhu's father. Qin's father's voice was more dignified than ever, "Mingzhu, where are you now?"

Qin Mingzhu reported the name of his apartment, he paused, "What happened?"

"You stay in your apartment, don't go out if you don't have anything to do, don't go around, I'll let Achuan go and find you." The Achuan that Qin's father said is Qin Mingzhu's youngest cousin, and he is in the same country with him now.

Qin Mingzhu felt that something was wrong when she heard such an order, "Dad, what happened? Why did you ask my little cousin to come and find me?"

But Qin's father was still unwilling to speak directly on the phone until the little cousin rushed to Qin Mingzhu's apartment.

Many literary and artistic works exaggerate emotions. They always like to write about thunderstorm nights, thunder and lightning outside the window, and rain like splashes, but the weather that day was exceptionally good, and Qin Mingzhu remembers it very clearly.When he opened the door, the bright sun poured in like hot lava.

He only remembered one sentence of the long passage that the little cousin said.

"Yan Jiayu is on the plane mentioned in the news, and no one has been contacted yet."

The lava flowed to the feet, devoured and melted the bones, and nothing was left.

Qin Mingzhu didn't quite remember what happened after hearing that sentence. He might have lost control of his emotions. When he regained consciousness, he was already lying on the hospital bed.

Later, because of the news of Yan Jiayu's death, he suffered from serious mental illness and was unable to live a normal life, so he had to be treated in the hospital.In addition to reading the Bible, he fell in love with writing poems, transcribing one after another on white paper, and waiting to be burned to the disappearing Yan Jiayu.

"I have something to miss, but it's far away. I have something to feel, and it's deep in my heart."

Qin Mingzhu's eyelashes trembled. He looked at the young man approaching him with the light behind him, and murmured his name, "Brother Jiayu..."

Yan Jiayu approached and stopped, frowning slightly. He took Qin Mingzhu's appearance into his eyes at this time, raised his hand to help Qin Mingzhu straighten the wrinkles on his clothes, and asked warmly, "How do you walk down? Where's Aunt Su? "

Qin Mingzhu didn't speak. At first, her eyelashes were fluttering, then her teeth were closed, and finally her whole body was trembling.Even though it was midsummer, it seemed like he was in the cold winter. His bare skin was cracked and weathered into a small knife, peeling off the flesh.

Yan Jiayu's brows frowned even tighter, he stopped asking Qin Mingzhu, instead he took her by the hand and took her into the car.Not long after getting in the car, Yan Jiayu heard Qin Mingzhu's phone ring, and he looked at the person in his arms questioningly, but Qin Mingzhu's eyes were all in a daze.

Seeing this, he softened his voice, "Let me see who is calling, okay? It might be Aunt Su."

Yan Jiayu's guess was correct, the caller was Mrs. Su who found out that Qin Mingzhu was missing.Hearing that Qin Mingzhu was with Yan Jiayu now, Mrs. Su felt a little relieved.

Mrs. Su wanted to say a few words to Qin Mingzhu and ask about the situation, but Yan Jiayu saw Qin Mingzhu's state at this time, so she found an excuse to temporarily evade it.

After the phone call ended, he looked at Qin Mingzhu again, "Mingzhu, do you want to go home?"

After asking several times, only then did Huai Zhong respond.

Qin Mingzhu raised his head, he first looked around, then turned his eyes to Yan Jiayu, and said slowly: "Brother Jiayu, can I go to your place?"

After moving out of Su Yuan, Yan Jiayu has been living in the house bought by the company, and the decoration style is similar to the standard room.

In the previous life, Qin Mingzhu also came to this house. At that time, she said that Yan Jiayu didn't change or renovate it. This style was not popular at all. But later I found out that in Yan Jiayu's heart, this house was just for him to rest outside of work. A place is not a home.

Standing at the porch of this house again in this life, Qin Mingzhu didn't wait for Yan Jiayu to help him get new slippers, and said first, "I have something to tell you."

Yan Jiayu kept bending over to pick up the shoes. He put the slippers neatly in front of Qin Mingzhu, and then straightened up, "Well, tell me, I'm listening."

Qin Mingzhu's eyes seemed to turn into pearls. He stared at Yan Jiayu's face carefully, with a kind of greed, or nostalgia, "This house has four rooms in total. The curtains in the master bedroom are off-white. The bedside table is log-colored, and the mirror in the bathroom is oval. If I remember correctly, there is an oil painting of daisies in the corner of your study, which you placed there casually, and later thought it was a good fit for your eyes, so you used it as an ornament."

The expression of the person he was staring at changed little by little, "Mingzhu, you..."

"You are wondering why I know the layout and furniture here, right? Because I have been to this house in my previous life." The pearls appeared one by one, exposed to the warm light, Qin Mingzhu bit her little finger uncontrollably, "I have a secret that I haven't told you. In fact, I am a reborn person. Do you know what rebirth is? I was already dead, but when I opened my eyes, time flowed back, and I woke up in my 19-year-old body. I'm actually 47 years old! I lived 47 years, and after I died, I returned to my young body and saw you again."

Finally telling this secret, Qin Mingzhu felt a sense of relief, as if he was in a court, waiting for his own verdict.

After rebirth, he seemed to be carrying a huge burden.When he was trying to unload his burden, he met Sheng Yingqi.Like him, Sheng Yingqi was also reborn, and the half-unloaded burden turned into a huge mountain, pressing him firmly, until he couldn't breathe.

Qin Mingzhu had never forced a smile so hard before, his gaze was always on Yan Jiayu's face, from the dark and handsome eyebrows to the smooth curved chin.

After a brief silence spread, he heard Yan Jiayu's voice.

"Why did you die? Is it sick? Mingzhu."

He also called him Pearl.