final destination

The breath of winter makes people feel bitingly cold.

And this winter, Uncle Feng is more sad, he is not feeling well, Jian Jie took him to the hospital several times, but he has not fully recovered, so he can only recuperate slowly.

After staying at home for several days, Uncle Feng wanted to go outside to relax, so Jianjie took some plush and made him dress up fat, and then went out for a walk with him.

"Uncle, the wind is a bit strong, is it cold?"

"It's not cold, uncle wears enough clothes, it's very warm."

Ever since Uncle Feng fell ill, his back was slightly rickety, and he walked more slowly, trembling, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

Seeing his fragile pace, Jianjie always asked with concern: "Uncle, how do you feel today? Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable?"

In order not to make Jianjie worry too much, Uncle Feng could only smile: "Uncle is fine, he is already much better."

"We'll have breakfast later, and then go to the hospital for a review!" Jian Jie said forcefully.

"Farewell." Uncle Feng didn't seem to want to go to the hospital anymore, he said: "It's always like this when people get old, they will always suffer from some illnesses, as long as they have a good rest and pay more attention to their health every day, there is no need to go to the hospital all the time."

Even if Uncle Feng felt a little uncomfortable, Jianjie felt very uncomfortable. He warned: "If you feel any discomfort, you must tell me immediately, don't hold on, you know?"

Seeing that Jianjie was so worried and worried about himself these days, Uncle Feng was very moved, he said: "Actually, there are all kinds of unknown diseases in the human body, which are unavoidable, otherwise people will not You will be born, grow old, get sick and die, so don’t worry too much.”

How could Jianjie not be worried, his only hope in life is Uncle Feng, if something happened to the person in front of him, he dare not imagine it...

Although what Uncle Feng said was quite reasonable, Jianjie still said solemnly: "Where you feel uncomfortable, you can treat it. Treat it early and get better. Don't procrastinate. Your body is more important than anything else."

In this scene, Jianjie was as serious as an adult, while Uncle Feng said obediently like an old child: "Okay, okay, uncle listens to you, so you can feel at ease?"

"That's right, don't be so stubborn."

Not long after he left, Jianjie accompanied Uncle Feng home again, and explained in a long-winded manner. After making sure that Uncle Feng was well, he reluctantly went to work.

This year, Chen Wendong lived with the two of them, and it seemed that apart from Uncle Feng and Jianjie, he had nothing to miss.His arrival always amuses Uncle Feng, and Jianjie is naturally happy too, and the three of them spent a year happily like this.

In the next few days, the house became more lively. Some of Uncle Feng’s old colleagues and friends came to visit him with gifts, which made him very happy, especially when Yi Ling brought Xiao Bao over, he was so happy North is nowhere to be found.Watching his grandson grow up by leaps and bounds, he was very satisfied, as if everything in his eyes was beautiful.

At this time, Xiaobao was already in junior high school. It had been a long time since I saw him, and he had grown half his head again. Jianjie saw him as if he was seeing his own child, and he was always full of doting on him.Because they loved him so much, both Jianjie and Uncle Feng were reluctant to leave Yiling with Xiaobao two days later and return to their home.

After the new year, life returned to the calmness of the past. Jianjie started to be busy with work, and Uncle Feng often stayed at home. Chen Wendong had to go back to Shanghai and said that he would come back after finishing some things.

Time is just lost from ordinary days, day after day, year after year.

One day, Uncle Feng said he was tired after walking a few steps. Jianjie took him home. Stop asking how he is?Where is the discomfort and so on...

Slowly, Uncle Feng began to have problems with his body. Once eating, the chopsticks he held in his hand trembled uncontrollably, as if this state had become his instinct and it was difficult to maintain a stable state.

Maybe Uncle Feng is really old.Jianjie couldn't believe it, but he had to accept the fact.

In this way, after more than three months, Uncle Feng was sitting in an electric wheelchair. It wasn't that he couldn't stand up, but that if he wanted to walk, if he didn't have someone to help him, he was afraid that he might fall if he took two steps.Jianjie is very worried. No matter how busy he is at work, he will find time to come back and take care of Uncle Feng.

These days, Jianjie took Uncle Feng to the hospital several times, but no matter how the doctor treated him, he couldn't cure Uncle Feng's geriatric disease.On the contrary, during the visit to the doctor, Uncle Feng's face looked older and his skin was like a ravine. I don't know if it was because when he was weak, the disease could invade his body more easily and destroy his vital functions.

Sometimes, Jianjie seems to be able to see what kind of illness Uncle Feng is suffering from. He really wants to do something for Uncle Feng, but he feels powerless, which makes him calm every day. Only when he looks at Uncle Feng, he will Show a pampering smile.

"Jianjie, is your uncle feeling better?" Knowing that Uncle Feng had just fallen asleep, Chen Wendong asked with concern as soon as he came over.

Jianjie wanted to sleep with Uncle Feng for a while, but it was not good to ask Chen Wendong to leave, so he talked about Uncle Feng's condition: "It's still the same. He was fine two or three years ago. Since he fell ill, His health has not improved, and it is useless to go to the hospital..."

After hearing this, Chen Wendong was silent for a while, as if he was not very optimistic because he couldn't help much, but there was nothing he could do.

However, Uncle Feng's mental outlook sometimes looks quite good. Usually, he likes to chat with Chen Wendong about trivial things in life. Look, he is smiling again.How much Jianjie hopes to keep this moment forever, but...

As time went on, another winter came unknowingly. During this period, Uncle Feng was tortured by illness and had been hospitalized for observation and treatment for several days.Looking at his sickly state, he didn't know how long he could last. Almost every moment, Jianjie was worried. He was panicked and didn't care about anything, just waiting by Uncle Feng's side.

And Chen Wendong rushed over as soon as he was free. Seeing Jianjie's haggard face, he knew that he hadn't had a good rest these days and his eyes were still bloodshot, so he said, "Jianjie, you should also take care of your body, go back and rest first. , let your uncle take care of you."

"It doesn't matter." Jianjie was very stubborn, he didn't want to leave, Chen Wendong wanted to persuade him, but he heard Uncle Feng's voice: "Xiaojian, just listen to Wendong, go back and have a good rest, come back later Bring some porridge for Uncle, what I ate just now was too bland."

Although Jianjie was very reluctant to leave, but when he heard that Uncle Feng wanted to eat the porridge he made, he stood up and hurried back...

In the ward, only Uncle Feng and Chen Wendong were left. At the beginning, the two were chatting, but gradually, Uncle Feng got into the subject and said, "Wendong, can you promise me something?"

"what's up?"

At this time, Uncle Feng always felt that he didn't have much time to live, and what he said seemed to be his last wish: "I have always believed that your love for Xiaojian is no less than mine, and it may be because of him that I have This blessing allows you to come and take care of it every day? But my body is still getting worse day by day. Sometimes when I want to get up, I can’t feel the strength to support me. If one day I leave, can you promise me, forever Do you want to take good care of Xiaojian? I really worry about him..."

"Uncle Feng, don't say such depressing words. Jianjie can't live without you, so you have to get better quickly. Actually, even if you don't say it, I will take good care of him. It has always been so, don't worry. "

After thinking about it, Uncle Feng was still not relieved enough, he said: "During this period, because of my burden, Xiaojian can't eat well, sleep well, and doesn't care about work. I'm really worried that there are some facts that he can't accept. I can't see it, only you can be by his side, if one day I unfortunately leave, I hope you can be by his side to comfort him more."

"Uncle Feng, why are you saying this again? No matter what, I won't let him have any trouble, and you can't have any trouble. Usually, you should keep an optimistic attitude and don't think about it all day long In this case, Jianjie will be much happier seeing you."

"If I can hear you say that, I have no regrets." Uncle Feng looked at Chen Wendong with a reassuring expression.

On the other hand, Jian Jie has already returned home. Maybe he is really too tired. He sleeps when he lays down. I don’t know how long he sleeps. When he wakes up, he cooks some food and porridge immediately, and then takes it to the hospital and asks Chen Wendong to eat some. thing.And he was sitting on the edge of the bed, feeding Uncle Feng, watching the person in front of him eat a few mouthfuls, Jianjie asked expectantly, "Uncle, is it better?"

Uncle Feng said naturally: "It's better."

Hearing such words, Jianjie couldn't help but ignited a glimmer of hope, but it was shattered in an instant, because Uncle Feng started coughing violently not long after he ate it. His throat was already a little hoarse, but he was still coughing.Jianjie couldn't bear it. Every cough hurt his heart severely. He wanted to call the doctor to come and take a look, but Uncle Feng stretched out his hand to stop him.

"It's okay, just let uncle rest for a while." Uncle Feng tried his best to keep his breathing calm, and gradually he stopped coughing much.

Seeing him weak and tired, drowsy and about to fall asleep, Jianjie felt at a loss for some reason.

Perhaps, most people can only live to be 70-80 years old, most people can only live to [-]-[-] years old, and few people can live to [-]-[-] years old.

And when a person is old, it means that the body is weak, unresponsive, and mentally degraded.When a person is old, it means that the whole body is weak, full of diseases, and dying.Even when a person is old, it means that he is about to die.

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An old man, if he is sick and cannot recover for a long time, his health will continue to be bad, and will deteriorate sharply at a certain time.

A few months later, Uncle Feng was already terminally ill. At this time, he was a bit different, because he didn't eat much, he was thinner than before, and he seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, looking precarious.It seems that Uncle Feng also realized that he was going to die soon, and it was very difficult to raise his arms. A few days ago, he acted very surly, but now he is like a restless child, and he keeps shouting: "Xiaojian... Uncle wants to go back. Home, Uncle misses home."

Jianjie thought that Uncle Feng would stay in the hospital, and if something happened, he would be able to give first aid, but seeing Uncle Feng's intransigence, it was difficult for him to make a decision, and he said to Yi Ling who was beside him: "Sister, uncle wants to go back. Home, I want to take him back."

Up to now, no matter what Uncle Feng thinks, Jianjie will do everything to satisfy him and can't let him leave any regrets.As for Yi Ling, since she came here, she has been very sad these days. In order to fulfill Uncle Feng's wish, she promised: "Well, we have gone through the hospital discharge procedures, and we will take Dad away."

On the same day, Jianjie ignored the repeated persuasion of the people in the hospital and insisted on transferring Uncle Feng home. He also knew that if he stayed there, he would not get better, so he might as well satisfy Uncle Feng's request.After returning home, Uncle Feng began to settle down and didn't yell anymore, as if he could feel at ease only if he could die at home.

In the next few days, people from the family came to see Uncle Feng one after another. They knew that Uncle Feng's old age was coming to an end, so they all went to the living room pessimistically, and they didn't know what they were talking about in small groups.From time to time, Chen Wendong and Yi Ling went to accompany them, but they were comforted a lot. Jianjie stayed with Uncle Feng all the time, and didn't want to leave.

"Uncle, are you hungry? Let's have some porridge!"

"En!" Uncle Feng nodded in response, his voice was very weak.

Immediately, Jianjie brought a bowl of porridge, and he hoped that Uncle Feng would eat more, so that he would have the strength to live if he gained weight like before.Although, he thought so, but Uncle Feng only took two bites, and couldn't eat any more, as if the illness on his body prevented him from feeling hungry.

Jianjie was really afraid that Uncle Feng would be starved, so he didn't know if he had eaten a bowl of porridge after feeding him for the past two or three days: "Uncle, eat some more!"

The food was right in his mouth, but Uncle Feng couldn't eat it. At this time, he only had Jianjie in his eyes, and because he loved him so much, he couldn't rest assured, and said worriedly: "Xiaojian, you have to be more open, people will be alive." Birth, old age, sickness and death, if one day uncle is gone, you have to live happily, do what you have to do, don't be like this all day long, okay?"

Listening to Uncle Feng's words, Jianjie's eyes were slightly red. He wanted to say something, but it was stuck in his throat because of sadness, and he couldn't speak for a while, which made him feel so powerless.

"In these years, I can watch you grow up day by day. Uncle is really happy and satisfied. You used to be very lively and cheerful. Uncle hopes that you can continue like this. You are not young anymore. In the future You must be strong, you must know how to take care of yourself, don't be too sad because of uncle, and don't give up life because of uncle, you know?"

The more he listened, the more pain Jianjie felt. He couldn't help blinking, tears streaming down his cheeks, and he held back a sentence after a long time: "Uncle, you will be fine."

"You have to accept some facts. Now, uncle wants to move a finger, but he can't find the feeling of control. He has no strength at all. Maybe he will leave one day, as long as you are all right. , Uncle has no regrets."

Seeing Jianjie sobbing suddenly, Uncle Feng said again: "I'm already an older child, and I still cry like a child. What's the matter? Seeing you like this, Uncle is really worried. Okay, don't get more choked up. Awesome, wipe away your tears, Uncle is a little tired and wants to sleep..."

Not long after, Yi Ling came in. Seeing Jian Jie wiping tears, she thought that something had happened to Uncle Feng, so she came over and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with Dad?"

"He just fell asleep."

After confirming that Uncle Feng was really sleeping, Yi Ling breathed a sigh of relief. She looked like she was about to cry, but she was so frightened that she was still in a state of shock for a long time.

One day, Uncle Feng kept yelping, as if his breathing was not smooth, and he had to scream hard to inhale.

For several days in a row, Uncle Feng woke up very briefly. At a certain period of time, he kept screaming like this, which made everyone around him feel anxious.

As time passed, Uncle Feng gradually exhaled more air and inhaled less, as if he almost lost the strength to breathe.

That day, after eight o'clock in the evening, when Uncle Feng could still open his cloudy eyes, he was already on the verge of death, and his fading voice became weaker and weaker.Even so, in his subconscious mind, he seemed to miss something very much, someone, he was dizzy and wanted to call something, but his lips trembled a little, and the voice he made was vague.

Jian Jie, who was sitting by the side, saw Uncle Feng's miserable state, and his heart ached like being burned. If possible, how much he wished that the person lying on the bed was himself, not the lover in front of him.

Suddenly, Jianjie seemed to hear Uncle Feng calling himself. He held Uncle Feng's hand and said incoherently: "Uncle, I am here, I am here... Uncle!"

Uncle Feng didn't hear it, he didn't know what he was mumbling about, the voice he made was so weak that it sounded so weak.At this time, he is like a piece of paper that has been ignited, his life is disappearing rapidly, and it seems that he is about to die.

Jianjie's face was full of worry. What he was thinking now was that Uncle Feng would get better.However, as time passed, that moment soon arrived. When Uncle Feng died, it was so sudden.

I saw that he twitched violently a few times, as if he was unwilling to pass away like this, but no matter how he breathed, he couldn't breathe out.Although Jianjie was still holding that withered hand, he hung it down reluctantly and powerlessly because he died of breath.

Immediately, Yi Ling cried, "Dad...Dad...?"

She had an unbelievable look on her face, and the sound of crying was like heart-piercing, it sounded so bleak, and the tears rolled down.

Jian Jie didn't cry, but stroked Uncle Feng's wrinkled face carefully, as if he was afraid of hurting him.Seeing this, Yi Ling didn't bother to wipe away her tears, she choked up and said to Jian Jie: "Brother, Dad is gone."

"No, sister, uncle was calling me just now, he didn't leave, maybe he fell asleep, let's wait and see." Jian Jie said with blank eyes, as if he was stupid.

As for the few old friends who follow Uncle Feng on a daily basis, although their hair is gray and their mobility is not convenient, they still rushed over after eating. Unexpectedly, Uncle Feng passed away tonight, like a treasure that took them away for many years. Emotions, all of them are full of reluctance, and shed old tears.

Chen Wendong at the back also had a downcast look on his face. Seeing Jianjie's appearance, he wiped away the tears from his face and walked over, persuading him, "Jianjie, don't be like this, cheer up."

Maybe, Jianjie also knew that Uncle Feng was dead, but he couldn't believe it and couldn't accept it.At this moment, he was staring at Uncle Feng nonchalantly, as if to see if the person in front of him would suddenly wake up as usual.

But no matter how you look at it, Uncle Feng is sleeping, and he will never wake up.

The next day, people came to the house one after another. They heard that Uncle Feng had passed away last night. Everyone was pessimistic. overflowing from hands.Infected by sadness, Yi Ling cried last night until her eyes were red and swollen, and then she couldn't help crying again, the more she cried, the sadder she became.

In the end, after Chen Wendong persuaded her a few words, Yi Ling stopped her tears and went with him to go through some funeral procedures and contact the funeral home.Jianjie stayed by Uncle Feng's side all the time, refusing to leave half a step no matter what.

On the third day, around nine o'clock, more people gathered at home, basically everyone was a familiar face, they stayed in the living room to watch, and Chen Wendong was busy with reception.

As for that door, Yiling walked in again, and every time she saw Jianjie still feeling sorry for Uncle Feng, she couldn't help but want to cry: "Brother, let's go eat something first, don't worry about it." This tortured my body, my sister felt very distressed."

This early in the morning, Jianjie woke up from sleepiness and stayed beside Uncle Feng again. Until now, he is still sitting there sluggishly...

At this time, Uncle Feng's face was bloodless, like a piece of pale paper, his complexion began to rot, and he lay there motionless, looking a little scary.Seeing the most familiar person become like this, for some reason, the more Jianjie looked at it, the more frightened he became. He seemed to run away, and finally listened to Yi Ling and went to eat something.Then he walked to the balcony and took a breath, as if he didn't dare to see Uncle Feng die again, he didn't come in for a long time.

During this time, two strange men came in. They seemed to be wearing the same suits. They had forgotten a little bit, so they opened the body bag and put Uncle Feng inside.When it was carried out, some timid people in the living room saw it, their pupils constricted slightly, their hearts shuddered, and they turned their gazes to the other side in fright.

After all, that plastic bag contained a dead person, who wouldn't be frightened when he saw it?

For a moment, the room was filled with a lifeless atmosphere. Seeing this scene, the aunts and Yi Ling were all sobbing, tears streaming down their faces, and several other people were also wiping their old tears.

Jian Jie, who was standing on the balcony, heard movement in the room not long after he came out. He felt something was wrong. Although he was a little afraid to face it, he still hurried to the door.

I saw that the old nest had completely changed, the things inside were scattered all over the place, Uncle Feng on the bed had just been carried away, and a corner of the quilt that covered him before had fallen to the ground.In the room, there was not only a strong smell of medicine, but also a faint smell of corpses, which was a bit pungent.

Unable to see Uncle Feng, Jianjie hurriedly looked at Yi Ling and asked, "Sister, where is Uncle?"

Upon hearing this, Yi Ling cried even harder. Seeing Jian Jie thinking about Uncle Feng so much, she didn't know where to find another father for him.Perhaps, at this moment, she fully understands that the love between Jianjie and Uncle Feng can be deeper and more beautiful than the relationship between a man and a woman...

Downstairs, the two strangers who carried Uncle Feng away were waiting for his family members. Not long after, Jianjie and Yi Ling got into the car, and Chen Wendong and others followed in another car.

However, as the car drove forward, Jianjie became more worried and terrified, because he knew where the car was going, and he came here once when he saw off Lao Zhao last time, and it was the place where people were burned to death.

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After finishing Uncle Feng's affairs, Yi Ling stayed by Jianjie's side all the time, comforting him and taking care of him for the past ten days.However, she herself was also very sad, and she often cried secretly. Fortunately, there was Chen Wendong, who was by their side almost all the time.

As for why Yi Ling's husband couldn't come, it was because his mother was not in good health, and Xiao Bao still had to go to school, so the family couldn't live without him, so they couldn't do without him.But a few days later, Zhifeng rushed over from afar because of excessive worry. After talking, Jianjie finally understood the situation on his side.

After staying for one night, Zhifeng wanted to take Yiling back. Seeing that they were still reluctant to leave for a long time, Jianjie urged: "Sister, I'm fine, don't worry about me too much, go back with brother-in-law, remember to take care of yourself , take good care of Xiaobao, I will miss you..."

Although they are not related by blood, Yiling has always cared and cared for Jianjie as her own younger brother. Now that she is about to part, she said with tears in her eyes: "Well, my sister will miss you too, wait there After settling down, sister will come to see you again!"

Chen Wendong on the side, in order to reassure Yi Ling, also interjected: "Don't worry, with me here, nothing will happen to him, I will definitely look after him."

For him, I just met him occasionally, and I have helped her a lot these days, and Yi Ling doesn't know how to thank him.In the end, after several people said a few words to each other, Yi Ling reluctantly left with Zhifeng.

That night, when it was getting late at night, Chen Wendong was still with Jianjie. Although there were people talking on the TV, the two of them didn't care to appreciate it. They glanced occasionally, just to eliminate the atmosphere of silence.Suddenly, Jian Jie said: "Brother Dong, actually you don't have to be with me every day, you also have your own affairs to be busy, and you have been here for a long time, what should you do over there?"

"It's okay, they can handle the matter over there, and I still want to stay with you..."

"Don't worry, I'm fine, nothing will happen." Jian Jie looked like he was fine on the surface, but no one knew how much grief he was hiding in his heart.

Maybe, only Chen Wendong understands, so he is always worried: "These two days, you should take a good rest, get back to your previous state, work hard, and don't sink all day long, huh?"

"Hmm!" At this moment, Jianjie wanted to be quiet, and didn't really want to talk: "It's a little late now, and I'm a little tired. You should go back and rest early, don't be too late."

For a long time, the atmosphere was still silent. If allowed, Chen Wendong wished so much to be by Jianjie's side all the time, but judging by the current situation, it was not possible.Finally, he looked at the time: "Okay, that brother will go back first, and come to see you tomorrow."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

These days, there are Yi Ling and Chen Wendong at home, and it feels a little popular, but now, they have all left one by one, and the room has become extremely empty in an instant.Looking at everything in front of him, Jianjie felt very lonely, with nothing in his heart, as if he was the only one left in this world.

The room where Uncle Feng passed away was cleaned up by Jianjie a few days ago, and the other furnishings remained the same as before. He insisted on living in it despite Yiling's persuasion.

At this time, Jianjie was walking slowly towards the door of the room, and lay on the bed after turning off the light, but he couldn't fall asleep, no matter how he blinked his eyes, there was still darkness in front of him.In such a situation, various emotions inexplicably surged in his heart, some were happy, some were painful, but most of them were nostalgia...

As the scenes of the past came to mind, at some point, Jian Jie shed tears and soaked the pillow, as if the shadow of Uncle Feng was holding his soul, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.Whenever he thinks of that person, but also thinks that he has disappeared, Jianjie feels infinite sadness in his heart. He feels an extremely heavy breath in his chest, but he can't exhale it. It has been stuffed in his heart, making him painful .

In the end, Jianjie was in tears, closed his eyes, and comforted himself by thinking of Uncle Feng in his heart: "Uncle, although you are gone, your soul still lives in my heart with a ray of spirit. I can always feel you. '

The next day, when Jianjie opened his blurred eyes, he felt that Uncle Feng was still in front of him.Silently, he reached out to touch the place where Uncle Feng slept, as if he wanted to leave that figure behind, but he didn't touch anything except the air.

Afterwards, Jianjie got up and went to the living room, looking at the stool that Uncle Feng used to sit on, in a daze, he seemed to hear the sound of running water from the faucet in the kitchen, and mistakenly thought that Uncle Feng was making breakfast inside, so he went in to have a look Look, it's just, there's no one here anymore.

Gradually, Jianjie felt a little scared, because Uncle Feng was his only spiritual support, but when he thought of the days when he was no longer there, he seemed so fragile, lost all day long, and had no desire for life, Facing all this, Jianjie couldn't help but feel evasive and withdrawn.

Not long after, Jianjie opened the door and walked out, because he still couldn't accept the fact that Uncle Feng died, and there was always a huge shadow here, which made him almost suffocate.

On the other hand, after Chen Wendong got up, he rushed over immediately, but he rang the doorbell several times, but there was no response, and no one answered the phone, which made him anxious.As for the keys to this door, Jian Jie gave him a set early on. After thinking about it, Chen Wendong turned around and rushed over again with the keys.After opening the door, Jianjie was not found, which made him even more anxious, and then panting heavily, he went to the company to look for it, but it was still fruitless...

Feeling uneasy, Chen Wendong searched nearby, but he couldn't find Jianjie after searching all morning.In the end, he went back again, wanting to see if Jianjie was back...

Outside, Jian Jie didn't go very far. Along the river, he walked aimlessly like a walking corpse, as if he was looking for a reason to live.

Before he knew it, Jianjie walked to another bridge. At this time, he seemed to have lost his soul, and there was no focus on the scene in front of him, but he was able to avoid passers-by subconsciously.

However, no matter where he goes, he can't get out of Uncle Feng's shadow. Whenever he thinks of that person, but can't feel his existence, Jianjie's heart feels broken, as if no words can express it. his grief.

For a moment, Jianjie wanted to kill himself, but he didn't have the courage to kill himself, which made him suffer great pain all the time.

This morning, Jianjie lived in such a daze. Walking along the way, maybe he felt physically and mentally tired, so he sat down in a place where no one was around. He tried to calm himself down, but his head was still involuntary. to miss that person.However, this time, Jianjie did not fall into the grief after losing Uncle Feng, but completely immersed in the beauty of the past. The scenes are so unforgettable...

Although Jianjie ran away in the morning because he was too depressed to face it, he suddenly found that there were still many things in the house that he couldn't get rid of, especially Uncle Feng's emotions, which were all poured into it.Now that he has been out for such a long time, he suddenly feels reluctant to let go, and wants to go back again, as if there is his root that cannot be cut off.

Human thoughts are so complicated and unpredictable.

I remember that a long time ago, when Jianjie was still young, he lost his temper with Uncle Feng several times, and he ran out humiliated, obviously feeling uncomfortable, but not long after, he came back very reluctantly.

Just like at this time, when Jian Jie returned home, Chen Wendong walked over with ecstasy, but the worried expression on his face remained unchanged, and he hurriedly asked: "Jian Jie, where have you been? Brother has been here all day Looking for you!"

There was someone in the room who thought it was Uncle Feng, but when he saw Chen Wendong, Jianjie was a little surprised. He replied, "I just went outside for a walk, but now I'm back, don't worry too much!"

"Oh, it's good to go out to relax, you've been stuck at home for several days." In a moment of excitement, Chen Wendong didn't know what to say, but he kept asking Nuan, "Have you had lunch?"

"no!"

"You're hungry, right? Sit and wait for a while, I'll make you something to eat!"

"No, I'm not very hungry, just drink some water." Jian Jie didn't have much appetite yet, he didn't know if Chen Wendong had eaten, but when he saw his steps stop again, he said again: "If you are hungry, do it." Have something to eat."

"Well, brother didn't eat at noon, now go to order some noodles, you should eat some too, don't starve yourself."

At this time, it was past two o'clock in the afternoon. After eating, Jianjie looked very tired, so he went back to his room to sleep for a while.Chen Wendong just stayed in the living room and never left, as if he was worried that if he walked away, Jianjie would disappear again.

That night, Chen Wendong cooked some delicious meals, and seeing Jianjie eat more and more, he was full of joy.After he was full, Chen Wendong was still tidying up the dishes with a happy expression, but Jianjie snatched them over and said, "Let me do the washing!"

In the end, he couldn't be stubborn, so Chen Wendong asked Jianjie to clean up. This situation reminded him of the previous scene.I remember a long time ago, once, in that rented house with only about ten square meters, Chen Wendong took him home for dinner. After he was full, Jianjie grabbed the dishes and chopsticks to clean up like now.

After washing, the two of them just sat in the living room and didn't talk much. This kind of atmosphere seemed very unusual.

Inadvertently, Jianjie saw an old mobile phone on a table, which was used by Uncle Feng for many years.Looking at the mobile phone, his face felt sad, and he didn't look away for a long time, thinking: "Will anyone still call to find Uncle Feng?"

Once again thinking that Uncle Feng has passed away, Jianjie felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart. For some reason, seeing the relics used by Uncle Feng would naturally touch his heart.Afterwards, Jianjie quietly walked to the balcony, watching the new round of bright moon.

'uncle……'

Without you, I am a floating dust, floating in the air forever.

Without you, I am a drop of water that will never stop flowing.

Without you, I am a migratory bird, doomed to wander all my life.

Where... is my final destination?

At some point, Chen Wendong came behind him. Seeing Jianjie standing there in a daze, looking so lonely, he suddenly asked, "Did you think of your uncle again?"

It's a good thing that Chen Wendong didn't make a sound, he touched Jianjie's deepest pain just by mentioning it so lightly, as if it was intentional.

For a long time, Jianjie didn't respond. He seemed to be holding back something, and kept turning his head to the other side, but his nose still couldn't help being sore. Those red eyes, which had been injured and infected, were like floods that came out of the gate, and the tears instantly surged. And fall, unstoppable.

Yes, he thought of Uncle Feng again.

The pain a man suffers is often hidden in his heart. It's not that he doesn't cry, but that when he starts crying, he feels more grief than a woman shed countless tears.

Silently, Jian Jie began to sob, and a series of tears flowed silently from his sad face. After a while, he felt that his blood was about to freeze and his heart was about to suffocate, as if his heart was full of sharp pain.

Chen Wendong, who was on the side, couldn't bear it for a while, but he also found that since Uncle Feng passed away, Jianjie hadn't shed much tears, which made him even more worried, so he came here early these days.

Seeing him cry more and more sad, Chen Wendong also felt very sad. He couldn't help but grabbed Jianjie's arms, like an older brother protecting his younger brother, stretched out his shoulders and comforted him: "Cry, it will make you feel better when you cry."

Involuntarily, after leaning his head on Chen Wendong's shoulder, Jianjie was like a child who had been greatly wronged, crying so deeply that the sobbing sound made his words ambiguous: "Brother Dong, My heart hurts, it hurts..."

Hearing this, Chen Wendong felt a pain in his heart, and he couldn't help wiping away the water droplets overflowing from the corners of his eyes. While fearing Jianjie's back, he said, "Don't be afraid, there is still my brother here, and I will never lose you." Down yours."

It seems that, a long time ago, Chen Wendong knew that the love between Jianjie and Uncle Feng would have such a day