i see your calling

What if—this is the third what Lian Yan said.

If all this was a dream, it would have been too long, the stuffing was full of negative darkness, the rusted tray was also broken, and he was on the verge of falling, finally falling into the darkness.The coma or the brain was protecting him, Lian Yan didn't know if it was the case, anyway, the sleep was very long, he didn't wake up halfway, but it was inevitable that he had a nightmare, full of red blood, and old music was sung in the dream .

"The heat never fades

You are the most beautiful wound perhaps

Red like a flame in full bloom

Red is like a commemoration of the setting sun fading away

......"

When she woke up at [-] o’clock in the evening, all she could see was black and white, black was the color outside, and white was the ceiling. Lian Yan was panting violently, and suddenly she was in a dream. "Red", he instinctively hid backwards, and even fell off the bed, the needle cut his skin, blood came out and dripped onto the floor.

Does it hurt?I don’t remember, Lian Yan just hid back, hugged her knees and huddled in the corner of the wall, she didn’t want to smell blood, she didn’t want to see white, she didn’t want to hear "Red", the sound of the music gradually disappeared.

The blood was still flowing, Lian Yan buried her head in her arms.The ring hanging around his neck was too cold, so he took it out of his pocket again, clutched it tightly in his hand, and pressed it close to his cheek.

After a long time, he heard footsteps, not Shen Pingge's.

"Hey, little classmate, what are you doing squatting here?" The nurse's voice came very close, and she touched Lian Yan's arm, "Come on, sister pulls you up."

Lian Yan hugged her even tighter, trembling all over, but she refused to stand up along with the nurse's hand, the nurse said a few more words, but it was right on her ears, she was finally willing to stand up, but didn't leave, and made a phone call , Lian Yan didn't hear anything clearly, but felt sleepy again.

Just when he was drowsy, the sound of footsteps came again, Lian Yan was still curled up, her posture hadn't changed, her black hair was limp, revealing small twists, her bare feet were also pale of.He heard the voice again, this time it was Shen Pingge, and Shen Pingge whispered: "Xiaoyan."

Lian Yan slowly raised her head, and met Shen Pingge's eyes, sour emotions surged up all of a sudden, he subconsciously hugged Shen Pingge desperately, sobbing softly, tears melted into his clothes hot, crying so hard It hurts, and the eye sockets hurt, but he can't make a sound. Shen Pingge stroked his back, his voice was a little hoarse: "Don't cry. You can't cry anymore, your body can't take it, don't worry me."

He pushed Lian Yan away a little and wiped his tears.

"I'm still dealing with... those funeral affairs, I can't come to take care of you all the time, you stay in the hospital for another two days, I'll take you back," Shen Pinge picked him up horizontally, put him on the white hospital bed, and even Yan didn't want to let him go, "Be obedient, I'm very busy these days, so I can't be with you."

Lian Yan wrote in his palm: I want to go home.

Also wrote: Don't leave me in the hospital.

The hospital means too much to him, if possible, Lian Yan would rather not come to the hospital for the rest of his life, not to see the ICU, not to smell the smell of alcohol.It took Shen Pingge a long time before he responded, "Okay."

It has nothing to do with Lian Yan to deal with the related funeral affairs. He and the Shen family only have a financial support relationship, and he has no right to intervene in the follow-up matters.Lian Yan went back to the villa. The villa was deserted and quiet. She hadn't come back for a few days but the world was turned upside down. Shen Pingge couldn't accompany him. Swallow it quietly.

Shen Yiming's death caused a sensation in the business world, and even appeared in economic newspapers. They all remembered it, and the employees' memories of Shen Yiming's diligence and kindness. Lian Yan only felt that they were false, and there were only a few typed words in the newspaper. How could they generalize a person.But Lian Yan was not willing to throw away that newspaper, folded it neatly, and put it in her schoolbag.

The papers said the funeral was on November [-]th.

Too cruel.Shen Yiming's funeral was held on Shen Pingge's birthday, and Lian Yan hadn't given away the ring hanging on his chest, and there was no reason to give it away.

He went to class as usual and studied as usual. He lied to Shen Pingge that he had studied hard, but when he took the exam, he didn't even get a total score of 500. The report card was burned, and the cheap lighters from the grocery store on the roadside , Lian Yan watched the transcript burn little by little, turning into black ashes, piled up together.

Shen Pingge didn't have time until November [-]th and went back to the villa.

Lian Yan didn't show her strong yearning, he didn't want to make Shen Pingge feel tired, so he just poured water for him obediently, and they didn't take a bath together, when Lian Yan came out of the shower, she saw Shen Pingge lying on the balcony By the window, a cigarette was held between the index finger and middle finger. The red flame was bright and dim, and gray smoke was exhaled.

He is smoking.

Shen Pingge listened to the movement, but just glanced at Lian Yan, and didn't put away the cigarette. Lian Yan walked over, put his arms around his waist, and raised his head to bite the cigarette. Shen Pingge seemed to be amused by him , said: "Underage cannot smoke."

Lian Yan's eyes were watery, she nodded, leaned on his shoulder, and kissed his neck.

The window was open, and the choking smell of smoke came out. Lian Yan didn't hate the smell of smoke anymore, she just found it charming and pleasant. Shen Pingge had been smoking, and suddenly lowered his head, kissing him the gray smoke, Lian Yan After receiving them all, his face was red from coughing, Shen Pingge said: "Only this time, I won't smoke again. You supervise me."

Lian Yan still nodded.

The cigarette was pressed out.At eleven o'clock in the evening it was time to go to bed, Lian Yan waited for Shen Pingge to talk about the funeral, but until he became sleepy, Shen Pingge didn't take the initiative to mention it, so he had to touch Shen Pingge and write in his hand .

- is there a funeral tomorrow

Shen Pingge gathered his fingers, pressed his hand, and said softly: "You don't have to go to the funeral tomorrow, just stay at home."

-why?

"Don't ask so many questions." Shen Pingge didn't want to talk any more, closed his eyes, turned around, leaving only his back, "Go to sleep."

It's been extraordinarily cold these past few days, there is a gap between them, and the cool wind will take advantage of the opportunity to sneak in. Lian Yan feels sad, and feels cold again, shivering from the cold all over, obviously the floor is warm!There was a rustling sound, and Shen Pingge turned around again, wrapping his arms around Lian Yan's waist, and Lian Yan fell into a warm embrace, feeling Shen Pingge pat him on the back.

"There will be a lot of people at the funeral tomorrow. The business nature is obvious. There are not many people who really want to mourn. They say 'sorry', but they are just looking for the next business partner with wine," Shen Pingge said slowly , the voice was a little hoarse, "Their hearts smell of copper. Be obedient, don't go, don't let them see you, they will only think that you are here to steal the inheritance. And I have to deal with tears, if you look at me Crying, how embarrassing, save some face for me, okay?"

Lian Yan couldn't imagine what Shen Pingge had to deal with in the past few days. He just thought that Shen Pingge had grown up overnight, and must use the curling smoke of cigarettes as a flagpole for growth?Lian Yan also knew that Shen Pingge must be a thousand times more sad than him, but Shen Pingge didn't show it, he resented that he couldn't do anything, it was because of his incompetence and fragility that Shen Pingge had to use a more A strong posture to protect him, can't be taken for granted to show weakness-it has always been like this.

He clasped his hands, responded, and burrowed into his arms.

Shen Pingge's last day was spent with his arms around him, the 19-year-old gift was still hanging on Lian Yan's neck, hanging coolly on her chest.Lian Yan didn't sleep all night, and felt Shen Pingge leave him in the early morning, the movement was very small, and she was careful not to wake him up, the night in front of her slowly faded.The day of the nineteenth was a sunny day, and the bright day finally broke through the dark night.

Lian Yan did not stay at home to bask in the sun.

Forgive him.Forgive his selfishness, even though the funeral was filled with copper and rotten iron, the urn contained his relatives, Shen Yiming, and he wanted to see Shen Yiming.The funeral was held on the hillside of a barren mountain. Lian Yan arrived in a blue leather taxi. The car just stopped at the foot of the mountain, and he walked the rest of the way by himself.

Soon he saw Shen Pingge, Lian Yan seldom saw Shen Pingge in a formal suit, he was wearing a black suit, shiny leather shoes, and a navy blue tie, the spots of light among the branches and leaves fell on him , Lian Yan hid aside, peeped at him carefully, and made sure that Shen Pingge was suitable for wearing formal clothes.

But I also saw Shen Yiming, the black and white portrait, still smiling in the portrait, surrounded by flowers, but Lian Yan remembered that Shen Yiming didn't like the fragrance of flowers, maybe he would rather have a bunch of spinach next to the portrait! —Weeds are better than flowers!

No one noticed him, he just hid behind the rocks in the barren hills, only poking his head occasionally, like a little mouse in the gutter.The stone wasn't that big, so if he wanted to hide it well, he had to curl himself up, or kneel down, and finally knocked his knees in the mud. It was dirty, Lian Yan thought, and the nanny who did the laundry would be angry.

The sun is shining today, and the mud is hot, like hot tears soaking the ground.

In the end, when the will was read out, Lian Yan was disturbed again when she heard those words.

"I don't know when this will will be used. I guess it will be soon. If I am in my [-]s and [-]s, then I hope that everyone present will not cry. I am dying, so I should be happy. If I was still young I would like to know how I died, so suddenly—but don’t cry, go to heaven with a strong body, work better than others, maybe I can open a branch in heaven ,Yes or no?"

Lian Yan's eyes blurred for a moment, she lowered her head and clenched the mud tightly, the stone cut her finger, blood flowed out and mixed into the mud.

"I haven't done many good things in my life. I'm busy every day. At least I'm not ashamed of everyone who worked with me. The only one I'm ashamed of is my son. I'm sorry for everyone, and I'm sorry for him, Pingge, if you're watching this , Dad just wants you to live well. It doesn’t matter whether you have money or not. My biggest wish is to see you get married and start a business. I will finish it for you. If you don’t want it, just let others take care of it and take the money yourself. , if you want it, go for it. If you want to start a family, you have to hurry up, you know? Bring your daughter-in-law to see me later."

Lian Yan couldn't feel the pain in her hand, she just looked at the bleeding.

"As for my remaining money, those shares, and those assets, I have thought about it for a long time. I should give Lian Yan a share. Lian Yan is also my son. Although he is not my own, I am almost the same as his father and son."

Lian Yan suddenly heard her name and looked over in a daze.

He saw Shen Pingge's side face, Shen Pingge lowered his head, the weather was fine and the light was so bright that there was nowhere to hide his tears, it seemed that this was the first time Lian Yan really saw Shen Pingge Tears, red eyes, tears dripping down the chin, but even crying is restrained, lips are tightly pressed.

"My remaining money is considered a lot. Excluding the distribution to partners and shareholders, 60% goes to Shen Pingge and 40% goes to Lian Yan."

Whispering became louder, vaguely saying "Who is Lian Yan", but even Yan Quan didn't hear the rest of the words, he was in such a state of shock that he even forgot to cry.

How could it be... Shen Yi obviously hated him so much, after knowing that he and Shen Pingge were together, he tried every means to prevent them from being together, even if the will was made before the discovery, it can be changed later.

Why give him so much?

There are still a lot of wills left to read, Lian Yan has been kneeling here until the funeral is over, he saw a few people leaving from the side passage, no one found him, a little mouse, Lian Yan stood up desperately, kneeling too much After a long time, his knee hurt so much, he looked around and found that Shen Pingge hadn't left yet, standing in front of the portrait with his back to him, reaching out to touch the cold glass.

Is brother crying?

Lian Yan looked down at the mud and blood on her hands, and felt that she was not suitable for wiping Shen Pingge's tears, as he would stain the clean tears.So he squatted down again, and waited until everything calmed down and the sky darkened, then he walked slowly along the mountain path, with heavy steps, and disappeared into the mountain wind again.

The lights at the foot of the mountain were brilliant, and Lian Yan didn’t take a taxi. He walked slowly along the road, knowing that the passers-by were looking at him, but he just walked forward. His ears were deaf, his eyes were blind, and his hearing suddenly recovered, and the screeching brake sound About to puncture his eardrums, Lian Yan looked at the stopped car next to him, the bright headlights dazzled his eyes, and realized that this was a bustling intersection, and he was drenched in cold sweat.

"I don't have eyes! Don't hurt me if you want to die!" The owner of the car opened the window and cursed angrily, "Go to the side! Don't go out if you don't have eyes!"

Lian Yan stood there blankly, and heard the sound of footsteps, hurried footsteps, strength from her wrist, and pulled him back. Lian Yan staggered and fell into her arms, and heard Shen Pingge's voice. The man apologized, and took him back to the side of the street, Lian Yan saw Shen Pingge's eyes, he was panting, and his eyes were red.

"What are you doing!" Shen Pingge looked into his eyes and roared.

Lian Yan was speechless and stared at him blankly.

"My dad died in a car accident, Lian Yan, you want me to watch you die in a car accident too?!"

Shen Pingge seldom yelled at him, seldom lost his temper with him, and showed his anger without any concealment. Lian Yan was frightened, and looked at him with wide eyes, standing in place as if being frozen, looking at Shen Pingge's chest violent ups and downs.Think, didn't he go back?Why are you back again?

Did you come back to look for him after you went home and found that he was not in the villa or school?

"Didn't I not let you come? When will you be more obedient, every time I tell you not to do that, don't do that! You will never listen to me, you must go against my will, you think I will Are you happy? Lian Yan, I'm very tired, let me have a rest, okay?"

Lian Yan knew that she shouldn't cry at this time, Shen Pingge didn't want to see his tears, but he couldn't help being afraid, he almost died just now!Shen Pingge was still yelling at him... Lian Yan gestured sorry, but in the middle of the gesture, she went to wipe her tears again, as if she couldn't finish wiping off the tears, even the mud and blood in her hand couldn't hide it.

Shen Pingge stopped yelling at him, but panted heavily, and took his hand as if he was extremely tired.

"Come with me."

In the haze, Lian Yan saw the silhouettes of passers-by, they were watching and making noise, still laughing, the world was full of joy, only they were dirty and decayed, Lian Yan also saw the figure of a woman, a figure that was familiar but hallucinatory.Shen Pingge took him away, holding his muddy hands, willing to dirty and hurt himself.

At this moment, they are the same, tragic characters in brilliant vulgar dramas.

The author says:

I saw a lot of comments in the last chapter wondering if Shen Pingge would blame Lian Yan.Certainly not, he forgot his mobile phone, no one would have expected an accident, Lian Yan did nothing wrong.