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Seeing that the urn was completely buried by handfuls of soil, Zong Chi turned his head to look at the waiters and guests chatting in the glass garden, and he really didn't want to go back.He suddenly felt that the collar of the suit and shirt he was used to wearing was tight, his back was sweating profusely, and his whole body was extremely uncomfortable.Seeing that no one was paying attention to this side, he looked around again, turned his head suddenly, walked a few steps, and then ran wildly.

While running down the grassy gentle hill, he saw that there was no one under the mulberry tree where Jian Changche was standing, but he didn't care about it, he just focused on escaping and exerted strength on his legs.The hard leather shoes stepped on the wet grass blades, bringing up a little splash of loose soil. On the one hand, Zong Chi felt that he was probably crazy, and at the same time apologized to the soul he had disturbed.

Zong Chi ran to a row of iron fences, and turned over with one hand at a speed. Jian Changche stood up from behind a tombstone and waved to him: "Hi!"

When Zong Chi saw him, he felt as if he saw a savior, he turned a corner and ran towards him without slowing down, and almost missed Jian Changche.Jian Changche stretched out his arm, stopped him, and said inexplicably, "Why are you crazy?"

Zong Chi squeezed Jian Changche's arm tightly with both hands, panting out of breath, and finally calmed down slowly.He took two steps back with some embarrassment, looked around, and found that this place also belonged to the cemetery property, but it was assigned to another cemetery.In the place where Jian Changche was staying, there were three tombstones crowded together, which seemed to be a whole family.

Jian Ling, Song Xiaohui, Jian Changfang.Seeing these three names, Zong Chi instantly understood.He opened his eyes slightly in shock - besides a young couple in the photo, there was also a girl in her teens with double eyelids, other than that, her facial features were almost exactly the same as Jian Changche's.

"This...you...that's why you're here today..." Zong Chi stammered.

Of course Zong Chi was not narcissistic enough that the other party came to this cemetery to accompany him, but he thought it was at least related to grandma's funeral, but he didn't know that Jian Changche's family members were also buried here.

"Why? I can't afford your price of 50 square meters and 70 for a stele. I have to save money just for this piece." Jian Changche said, "Damn it's really black-hearted. The house property rights still have 20 years, but the cemetery only has [-] years.”

Zong Chi half opened his mouth, and for a moment he didn't know where to ask.He remembered that when the two met for the first time, Jian Changche once said in a light tone: "Without family members, they are all dead."

"Forget it, there are always more dead people than living people in this world." Jian Changche sat down on the ground beside him, took out a bottle of red wine from a paper bag, and a bottle of wine next to two hospital drinking fountains. Sex paper cup, looked up and asked: "Do you drink?"

Zong Chi's originally numb face loosened a little, and he immediately forgot what he was struggling with just now, and said incredulously, "Did you bring the wine here?"

"En." Jian Changche looked at him as a matter of course, still holding the glass in his hand, waiting for his answer: "So, do you want to drink?"

Zong Chi thought for a while, then sat down, "Drink."

Jian Changche twitched the corners of her mouth, holding two paper cups in one hand, and pouring wine while holding the neck of the bottle in the other.Zong Chi took a cup, sniffed it with the tip of his nose, and asked, "What is this?"

"82 years of red wine." Jian Changche said casually.

"Oh." Zong Chi nodded, took a sip, rolled it on the tip of his tongue again, and then couldn't help frowning...

"What?" Jian Changche looked up at him.

"You," Zong Chi hesitated to speak, and after thinking about it, he said, "Are you being tricked?"

"Oh, I slipped my tongue and said it wrong," Jian Changche said, "It's 28 yuan for red wine."

"How is it possible!" Zong Chi subconsciously said, not realizing that the other party was teasing him, he picked up the red wine bottle with a shocked face and turned it behind his back to study the sign on it.

"How is it impossible?" Jian Changche asked back.

"How can you buy red wine for 28 yuan?" Zong Chi raised an eyebrow exaggeratedly.

"Hey! I'm still excited." Jian Changche rummaged through his pockets, pulled a plastic bag around, took out the cash register and handed it to him: "100 bottles for 3 yuan, the boss even gave a chocolate, you look."

Zong Chi stared at the cash register—his values ​​had been impacted.

Jian Changche "hummed" twice, then threw the cash receipt back into the plastic bag, and the two of them took another sip of wine in silence.Zong Chi suddenly found it very funny, and couldn't hold back a "puchi", and Jian Changche also laughed.

"Ouch, I almost snorted out my nose."

Zong Chi couldn't help it, and burst out laughing. The two laughed for a while, feeling that it was inappropriate for them to do so on this occasion, but they couldn't stop.

Zong Chi laughed for a long time, rubbed his sore cheeks, and found that his face was very stiff - it had been a long time since he had made the expression of "laughing".

"Crazy." Jian Changche muttered softly.

"Here we go again." Zong Chi said.

When the two got together before, Jian Changche would always call him perverted, Zong Chi would always fight back, "Here it goes again, every now and then I'll be a pervert by myself", implying that the two of them clearly It's adultery, it's collusion.Jian Changche probably also thought of this, snorted out his breath, and glanced at him angrily.

Zong Chi finally had enough laughs, and refilled the 28 yuan red wine for a second glass.He looked at the three people on the tombstone in front of him, and they all died on the same day.

Jian Changche noticed his eyes and took the initiative to explain: "A car accident."

"2011," Zong Chi sighed, "9 years ago."

"Well," Jian Changche said, "I was 13 years old."

"You're only 22 years old!" Zong Chi said in surprise.

Jian Changche was convinced: "Is this the point? And I'm going to be 23 soon!"

Seeing Zong Chi still staring at him with wide eyes, Jian Changche sighed and told a simple but heavy story in a few words.

It turned out that Jian Changche was originally a family of four, and besides his parents, he had an older sister.The parents' family is very traditional. After giving birth to a daughter, they always wanted a son. They lied to the sky and were eventually fined because of the extra birth. The father also lost his job in the system.The conditions of the family were mediocre, but with the addition of a child and the loss of their job, the family's standard of living plummeted.

But the parents still raised their two children well.Later, my mother's work improved, and the family conditions improved a little. It happened that my sister's grades in the high school entrance examination were very good, and the family was very happy, so I decided to take my sister out for a trip to celebrate.At that time, Jian Changche was still in the dormitory and was not taken. He escaped the car accident that took away all the relatives in the family.

"At that time, a whole bus rolled over the cliff, and it was on the news. I didn't know it. I was called out by the teacher when I was in class." Jian Changche opened another bottle of red wine with the key, and said, "My family originally I don’t have much money, the insurance pays a little, and my relatives are far away.”

"And then?" Zong Chi was dumbfounded.

"Then I was sent to an orphanage by the community. What else can I do? I stayed in the orphanage until I was 16 years old, and then I moved out completely. First, I went to night school while working part-time. After graduating from the nursing school, I started an internship. Stay in the same hospital all the time." Jian Changche took out a cigarette and sipped it in his mouth, looked around, but still didn't light it.He doesn't look like a medical worker at all, just like an ordinary big boy, looking back at the past calmly under the clear sky.

Zong Chi suddenly remembered that he didn't know anything before, but he had brazenly commented on the other party's "sad story" as cheap, and his face was hot for a moment, like a glow on his back.

But Jian Changche didn't notice, he stood up suddenly and said, "Oh, by the way, let me introduce you to my neighbor."

He took a few steps to the left, and Zong Chi also looked after him inexplicably.The tombstones also seemed to belong to the same family according to their names.The first pair of ancestors passed away in the 30s, and the latest tombstone was erected last month, with the name "Sun Jiuchang" engraved on it.

The name Zong Chi is very impressive, it is the uncle who lived in the ward opposite to grandma.

Zong Chi stared and asked several times, Jian Changche finally explained a few words reluctantly.It turned out that when Sun Jiuchang was terminally ill, the only last wish left was to hope that someone could help him sell his only house in exchange for money to renew the land rental fee and maintenance fee for the cemetery.It has been almost 20 years since Uncle Sun's wife died, and the expiration date of this cemetery is coming soon.But the price of the cemetery is rising every year. Uncle Sun’s children feel that it is a waste of money to replace the house where the living people live in with the grave.But Uncle Sun's ancestors lived in this cemetery for several generations, he couldn't quarrel with his children, and he couldn't control what happened after his death, so he asked Jian Changche.

The misunderstanding was finally cleared up here, and Zong Chi felt helpless for a while, and complained a little unreasonably: "Such a big oolong, why don't you explain a word."

"Hey, you are really interesting, why should I explain to you." Jian Changche said disdainfully.

Zong Chi sighed and remained silent for a while, then suddenly remembered something else: "Before grandma left, you always asked me to spend more time with her, is it because you knew she was in a bad condition, and did she also follow you?" What last wish did you make?"

"That's right, kindness is like a donkey's liver and lungs. If you remind him a few words, he will get angry with me and beat me up." Jian Changche said.

"Pfft——" Zong Chi spit out his wine without holding back a sip, and quickly waved his hands at the tombstone of Jian's family: "That's not the case, don't listen to his nonsense."

Jian Changche raised his eyebrows indifferently, and took another sip from the paper cup.

Zong Chi also drank along with him, smacking his mouth, thinking that the taste of the red wine didn't seem that bad.He looked at the white clouds on the other side of the mountain in rapt attention, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Forget it, I'm an idiot, I'll punish myself with three cups."

"What are you doing?" Jian Changche said vigilantly, "Do you want to swallow the wine I bought for 30 yuan?"

"Why is it 30 yuan again? It's almost the same price as this cemetery." Zong Chi paused, and suddenly said without thinking: "I want to join too."

But Jian Changche understood, he waved his hand like chasing flies: "I won't tell you your grandma's last wish, go away."

"No, someone else's." Zong Chi stepped forward and looked at him seriously, "You always help others fulfill their last wishes, right, can I join you?"

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