I received a bounce from a non-existent player

I have not experienced what the leader of the gang has experienced, and I dare not say that I have a deep understanding, but it is indeed sad and suffocating.I have received so much kindness from this world that I can't imagine having these people around me.

"What goes around comes around"

He Liancheng died tragically, Xinmeng also paid for his life in the end, and the bad news came without rush, but what about the gang leader?

She didn't wait for her good retribution, but what awaited her in the end was endless abuse, and the hatred that Zongge would never let go after his death.

I looked at the time hesitantly.Now I know that the leader is missing red candles, but do I really want to stop the game?

The gang leader died so unjustly that he could resentfully kill the four people she hated to the bone.If I send her away now, wouldn't that be helping the villain?The gang leader was sad and deplorable before he died, but I will interfere with his revenge after death?

But after thinking about it, I dismissed the idea again.

The guilt of her murder still has to be borne by her soul, there is no need to suffer for these scumbags after death.What's more, Zongge arranged an offline party, and time waits for no one.

A few students who looked like students jokingly pushed past behind him, and accidentally knocked off Jiang Heng's coat that was draped over the back of the sofa chair.They apologized again and again, I signaled that it was okay, got up, picked up the clothes and shook them, and found a small black velvet pouch on the ground, it was only one-third the size of my palm, and there seemed to be some hard objects inside.

I don't remember that Jiang Heng had this in his pocket. I looked at the clothes in my hand and found a chest-high pocket on the left side of the coat, which probably fell out from here.

That bag gave me a strange feeling.My intuition told me I shouldn't open it, but I couldn't resist my curiosity.

I secretly opened the silver-plated zipper, but it was too dark inside, and I only saw a trace of metal reflection, but I couldn't see anything else. It shouldn't be troublesome to go back, so he fell into the palm of his hand.

What touched my palm was ice cold.The silver light dazzled my eyes under the lamp.

That's a ring.

— or rather, a men's diamond ring.

The wide silver ring has been chipped in a small place, with a simple baguette diamond in the middle and a few broken diamonds on the side.

I stared blankly at the ring, my mind was quiet for a moment, and the next second I was in a mess.

This is a diamond ring?Jiang Heng's?

I never gave him a ring, so who gave it to him?wedding ring?He is engaged?Why did he just wear it on his body but not on his hand?

But he is not...

I hurriedly looked to the inside of the ring.There was a small row of numbers engraved there.

20171115

What does it mean?

November 2017, 11?At that time, Jiang Heng and I were not in love...

"That was left to me by my father."

I was startled by the sudden voice, and when I looked back, Jiang Heng stood behind me at some point, looking at me with a smile.

"Uh, it just fell out and I..." I was caught and put the ring back in embarrassment, "The number on it..."

"That was engraved later, as a souvenir." He walked over.

I can't think of any special events worth remembering that day, but there is nothing to question, so I nodded and turned nervously: "Are you okay?"

He shook his head: "the car didn't touch me, don't worry about me."

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I told Jiang Heng about my findings and ideas, and then had a brief chat with him about Zongge.He responded with his mouth, but his eyes darkened inexplicably, I didn't think about it, I just thought he was also extremely displeased with Zongge's behavior.

We bought a red candle nearby, and then rushed to the local cemetery without stopping. Fortunately, Helian City is in the same city as the gang leader, and the Internet cafe we ​​are in is not too far from the city cemetery.Jiang Heng has a good memory and led me to find the tombstone of the gang leader at the end.

When we walked to her grave, it happened to be drizzling quietly.The cold rain in late autumn fell on the granite tombstone.Jiang Heng took off his coat to protect me from the rain, while I looked down at the black and white photo of the leader with water droplets rolling over it.

After going through so many things, when I saw her smile again, I had mixed feelings in my heart.

"Ready?" he asked me in a low voice.

I nodded, knelt down, lightly placed a red candle in front of her grave, and lifted the lighter over with the other hand.A moment before lighting the candle, I hesitated and looked up at the leader in the photo.

She is still smiling, as good-looking as others said, with a little youthful vigor in her brows, but all I see in her eyes is tenderness.

At this point...she was leaving.

"If I ordered..." I pursed my lips, but still asked this question, "What about the rest of Brother Miao and Er Shao?"

As if knowing what I was referring to, Jiang Heng said, "There will always be retribution."

I sighed lightly.I hope so.

However, before I moved the lighter closer to the red candle, an unknown wind blew suddenly, causing the lighter flame to flicker and lick the wick of the red candle.When I noticed that the candle had been lit, the cluster of orange-red flames was already in full swing, and it became brighter and brighter in the rain.

I stared blankly at the cluster of fire, I don't know if I was stung by the light or what, tears welled up again, but this time I couldn't bear it.I used to be scared to cry by ghosts, but this time, I sobbed softly in front of the grave of a girl who had been dead for many years and suffered all kinds of wrongs.

After a while, I probably calmed down, raised my sleeves to wipe away my tears, looked up to see Jiang Heng, but was stunned.

Jiang Heng is no longer the one holding up my coat to keep out the rain——

is a stranger.

Or not unfamiliar.

Her face was identical to the one in the black-and-white photo a few feet away.

Is the helper.

I stared at her blankly.After staring at her photo for a while, she lowered her eyes to look at me, put the coat on the ground gently, and then smiled at me.

——Sweeping away the treachery behind the screen before, her eyes fell softly into my eyes, and she smiled brightly and beautifully, as if she had never stopped breathing.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew up, and the red candle that had been burning faintly in front of the tomb suddenly burned violently, igniting the weeds in front of the tomb.I didn't expect this kind of change, and my eyes were burned so painfully, I quickly raised my hand to block the sand and sparks flying away wantonly.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, her long hair was fluttering, and the white dress dyed with warm light was rustling, but her clear vision was not disturbed, and it still fell on me.

"Yun—" I barely opened my mouth in the wind, and the next word was swallowed by the wind.

She seemed to lift her lips to me again, then closed her eyes amidst the sparks and dust in the sky, raised her head slightly, and let out a soft sigh.

The sound of the wind stagnated, and I suddenly went in the opposite direction, and the dust rolled up made me completely unable to open my eyes.I was so choked that I coughed, turned my head to cover my face with my arms, and vaguely heard the sound of her clothes hem gradually fading away.

After an unknown period of time, the wind gradually died down, and my sideburns settled down again.When I opened my eyes, there was still a flat path in front of the tomb, and there was no leader.

just now

"...the rain has stopped." Jiang Heng murmured behind him, and put down his soaked coat.

I froze for a moment and looked up at the sky.The dark clouds dissipated, and I was shaken by Wu Yang unpreparedly to tears.

Dazzling like candlelight.

The black and white photo of the leader was bathed in the sunlight, his smile was as bright as ever, and the one or two drops of water still hanging on it were reflected with brilliance and slowly slid down.

The author has something to say:

While listening to "Funeral Song" before, I wanted to help the master set it up. This is an excerpt of the lyrics:

let go of all sources

resentment

you will forget the pain

you will forget the restlessness

Let black and white and right and wrong

all blown by the wind

to meet your inevitability

Let the past sink into the sea of ​​reincarnation

you will forget the hurt

you will forget the haze

after listening to this song

then quietly leave

sleep don't wake up