I received a bounce from a non-existent player

The small roads on the outskirts of the city are not as good as those in the city. After being flat for a while, they suddenly become bumpy.I didn't pay attention, and the forehead slammed against the window with a crisp sound, and tears came out of the pain.

Jiang Heng took a breath from the side, wrapped his hand around the back of my neck and covered my forehead, pressed me on his shoulder, frowned and said, "Does it hurt?"

I gave a vague "um", wiped my tears on his shoulder, and suddenly realized something was wrong, and my whole body froze on his shoulder.He seemed to realize it too, coughed unnaturally and then slowly pulled me away: "The car shakes here, be careful not to touch the glass."

I responded and kept a little distance from him tactfully.

The bus wobbled all the way to the stop.When getting out of the car, Jiang Heng turned around to pick me up, and glanced at my forehead without paying attention.

I secretly laughed: "I'm fine, it's just bumped into me, don't worry about me."

"...I'm not worried about you."

The conductor glanced to the side of the path, then sighed softly, turned around to look at us, and said with some embarrassment: "I don't really want to go."

It's exactly what I want, after all, once our rice puts on a posture, it certainly doesn't look like he is here to offer incense. If he doesn't go, we won't need to explain, so he comforted: "It doesn't matter, we can go by ourselves. You tell us where she is Just fine."

He sat down on the bench at the station with a sigh of relief, and pointed to an iron gate not far away: "That's our cemetery, just go in directly. Hers is the eighth in the first row. I I'm waiting here for you, don't worry."

After I thanked you a few times, I dragged the car with Jiang Heng and walked over there.

Jiang Heng said lightly: "Why do you think he doesn't want to go?"

"There's no reason for that." I blinked blankly.If you don't want to, you don't want to.

"That's the grave of his dead wife."

I thought about it: "Probably not everyone can accept the reality of their lover leaving."

He was startled for a moment, then pursed his lips, but didn't say anything else.

Mrs. Huan's tombstone is not too difficult to find, because there are already two people standing in front of the tomb.The woman was dressed in pitch black, but the middle-aged man's clothes were brighter.As soon as we entered the cemetery, we heard the woman's cry from afar: "Huan'er, why did you let us white-haired people send black-haired people..."

I didn't expect Mrs. Huan's parents to be there without the command, and I felt uncomfortable all over.How should this be explained?Hello, Auntie, am I here to drive away your daughter's soul?

Thinking of this, I looked at Jiang Heng at a loss, and the latter motioned for us to go over first.After all, they will not leave for a while.

Seeing that she was walking cautiously, the woman stopped her voice vigilantly, choked with sobs, and raised a pair of tearful eyes to look at me.

I smiled sarcastically and explained: "Hello, Auntie, I'm...Huanhuan's friend, I'm here to see her."

"...Hello." Her expression convulsed obviously, and finally she smiled at me. After turning back, she no longer cried like before, but stretched out her hand to caress the marble stone in front of her with a soft complexion. tombstone.The middle-aged man beside her hugged her and gently rubbed her shoulder.

There was some clear liquid on her upper lip, probably from the snot from crying, but she didn't know how to wipe it off, she just kept smiling softly, rubbing her palm against the top of the stone tablet.

I whispered the words that go into funerals: "We all miss Ring."

As soon as the words fell, her smile disappeared little by little.

I didn't know what I said wrong, so I turned to look at Jiang Heng, who grabbed my wrist and gently pulled me back.

I saw the woman's expression gradually distorted, as if she was in extreme pain. After making a rather ugly expression, she suddenly let out a shrill cry, broke away from the middle-aged man's half-open arms, and rushed towards me .

Jiang Heng had expected it a long time ago, and dragged me behind him, stretched out his hand to stop the woman, and said in a deep voice: "Auntie, if you have something to say, speak up!"

When the woman tried her best, she had great strength, and Jiang Heng couldn't stop her. Just as I was about to step back, she grabbed my arm, and it hurt me so much, I heard her heart-piercingly facing her. I yelled, "Huan'er didn't commit suicide!! It wasn't suicide!!"

I frown together in pain, Jiang Heng held my arm and pulled her away, comforting me while pulling: "We understand, Auntie, please calm down."

Just now she was able to restrain herself, but now she has completely collapsed, her grip on me is getting tighter, and she is still saying a lot of things incoherently.Jiang Heng gradually lost patience seeing me hurt like that, but fortunately at this time the man came over and helped her back, and apologized to us: "I'm sorry, she's been a little agitated recently." Then he whispered in her ear, " Alan, let's go back first..."

In shock, I clutched the arm that had been scratched by her, and watched the woman struggling in the arms of the man over there.

"Huan'er didn't commit suicide—" the woman wailed, "She didn't have a whole body when she died—"

"Alan, we agreed..."

"She's your daughter—her legs were chopped off when she fell down, do you really believe those bastards' words about suicide!!?"

I was taken aback.

Mrs. Huan's leg was chopped off?

Before I could figure out whether this sentence meant something else, there was a rather crisp applause from over there—the man slapped the woman's face with a deadpan expression, causing her to The whole head was turned over and rolled to the ground.

The crying stopped immediately.

"Hey! Why do you hit her if you have something to say!!" I was so angry that I hurried over to help her up, but Jiang Heng held her hand behind me.

I didn't understand what he was pulling me for. I looked back at him, and he motioned me to look at the women on the ground.

I look back.The woman was slowly getting up by herself, her hair was disheveled, and there was a bright red palm print on half of her face, and a trace of blood could almost be seen oozing out, but at this time she was neither crying nor fussing, and she didn't even choke. There was a calm look on the man's face that was neither sad nor happy.The man took her into his arms again, and she looked softly at the stone tablet in front of her again.

I was horrified.

The man helped the woman towards us.I took a small step back almost reflexively.

He didn't mind my reaction, he just smiled at us: "Let's go back first. You and Huanhuan have a good talk."

I was speechless, Jiang Heng smiled and nodded: "Uncle and aunt, go slowly."