The Cliff of Eternal Sun

The strange thing is that he was obviously terribly afraid before, but after Ji Suian said these words, the trembling in his body stopped.Maybe for a moment, his scalp was in severe pain as if someone had forcefully pried it open, but that was only a moment, like a stone falling into a lake, causing huge waves to hit the sky, and then quickly returning to silence.

He was buried by this silence, all the surrounding voices disappeared for a short while, only one fact echoed clearly in his mind, Liang Yan died.

Ji Suian grabbed his shoulders with his hands and kept calling his name.

Wei Mu opened his mouth, but couldn't make any sound for a while, swallowed a couple of mouthfuls of saliva, and finally let out a somewhat rusty "hmm".

He didn't shed tears, and didn't even look sad, but after a few seconds of silence, he asked Ji Suian, "How did you die?"

Or he was too calm, Ji Suian didn't seem to relax at all, his brows were still tightly frowned, the hand on his shoulder fell down and took his hand.

"It was suicide. My neighbor found out when he went out in the morning. He didn't get through to you, so he called me."

Ever since he stopped living in that small courtyard, Wei Mu left a copy of his phone number to his neighbors.It was impossible to expect Liang Yan to call him, so he could only ask his neighbor to take care of it. Later, with Ji Suian's consent, he also gave Ji Suian's number to the neighbor in case there was an emergency In case you can't get through his phone, you can call Ji Suian.He always felt that Liang Yan was getting old and worried about what would happen to her when she was at home, but he didn't expect those two phone numbers to come in handy so soon.

Wei Mu lowered his head to look for his mobile phone. After turning on the screen, there were indeed 27 missed calls, including the neighbor's call and Ji Suian's call. In addition, there was an unread text message. Sweeping over it, I didn't open it to see the specific content, and turned off the screen directly.

Putting down the phone, he didn't know what to look at for a while, his eyes wandered to the side, and still fell on Ji Suian who was always looking at him, and found that Ji Suian was fully dressed, and he was still the same as the one who went out yesterday morning. Pulling on his clothes, he asked, "Did you just come back from school?"

Every question he asked was so inappropriate, Ji Suian froze for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes."

Wei Mu said in a low voice, "You promise me that you will come back soon."

"It was my mistake." Ji Suian held his hand, looked at him, and explained in a gentle voice, "There are some problems with the experimental data, and the instructor went over to add some tasks temporarily. I am in a hurry, so I just want to hurry up." Just catch up. It was my mistake, and I won’t be like this in the future.”

No matter what he said or how strange the questions he asked, Ji Suian would answer them seriously.Wei Mu stared at him blankly, his body suddenly leaned forward, his head rested on Ji Suian's shoulder, and he didn't move.

Ji Suian wrapped his arms around his back and patted him lightly. Wei Mu didn't say anything, and Ji Suian probably didn't speak for a long time.

It was getting brighter outside, it was cloudy, there was no sun.

Ji Suian pressed his face against Wei Mu's hair, and said in a low voice, "If you don't want to go, just stay at home and I'll take care of those things."

Wei Mu buried his head on his shoulder and shook his head, his voice was hoarse: "I'll go."

As he said this, his two hands went around and hugged Ji Suian very hard, as if he wanted to embed the two people together, and no one could separate them.

After seeing Liang Yan with his own eyes, Wei Mu realized how many details were hidden in Ji Suian's word "suicide".Liang Yan is usually different from other people. Even if it is death, she chooses a more tragic way than others. The scissors are directly inserted into the heart, leaving no retreat for herself. A large amount of blood flowed through the door. The gap leaked to the outside, and the neighbors discovered the abnormality when they were about to go out to work at four o'clock in the morning.

Ji Suian didn't really want him to see Liang Yan, but Wei Mu still walked over. He looked down at the woman he had called "Mom" for 23 years, without any sadness or reluctance in his heart. He just thought, if someone In the next life, I hope that Liang Yan will not come to be his mother again, or, I hope that Liang Yan will not be anyone's mother again.

His right hand was in his jacket pocket, clutching his cell phone. On the text message Liang Yan sent to him, he clicked on it while Ji Suian didn't see it on the way here. There were only four words in it—"You knew".

What should he know?Do you know why Liang Yan wants to die?Do you know what Liang Yan wants to use this death to force him to do?

Mom, thinking about these two words, Wei Mu felt a huge absurdity, and even wanted to laugh, but looking at Liang Yan's disheveled face, he didn't laugh, nor did he shed a single tear.

Three days after Liang Yan was buried, Wei Mu urged Ji Suian to go to school, and he himself went back home.The house was rented, and Liang Yan died, so he had to clean up the things inside, and Tian Qian returned the house to the landlord.

Ji Suian had already asked someone to clean the inside and outside of the room, and the large and terrifying bloodstains were gone, but the bloody smell could not dissipate in a short time, and it still lingered in the cramped and dark old house.

Wei Mu stood at the door, and slowly looked through all the things in the room. There was nothing to clean up, he thought, there was no need to keep anything.But at last he came in, passed the low door, and entered his own little room.He lived here until he was 20 years old, and he left it for a long time after moving in with Ji Suian, but it was only a few years, and when he came in again, it was so small that he felt strange. The bed was set up so that he couldn't even stretch his legs.A long time ago, when he was young, he didn't have such troubles, and he didn't know what to do. Little by little, that little person grew up like this, and this bed can no longer carry him. After more than 20 years of walking in this past.

Wei Mu sat on the bedside for a while, got up and was about to leave, when he passed by Liang Yan's bedside, he stopped and his eyes fell on the small bedside table.

After pausing for a moment, he squatted down and opened the bottom drawer of the cabinet.The photo he had seen countless times when he was a child was still lying quietly inside. Wei Mu reached out and took it out, and held it up to the light. The photo was illuminated yellow, and the two people on it seemed to be standing Light smiled at him.

After looking at it blankly for a while, Wei Mu put down his hand and put the photo back into the drawer. At this moment, he found a small bag wrapped in a black plastic bag in the drawer.

The plastic bag was wrapped in many layers, and when it was opened, there was a notebook inside, which looked very old, the paper was dark yellow, and on the title page were a few black words written with a pen - "For my baby".Wei Mu turned it over and didn't pay attention to it. Then he looked at the next page, and suddenly fixed his eyes. Slowly, his hand holding the page trembled.

After a long time, he finally regained his movement, turned the notebook back to the title page, and stared at the short line. "Baby", he never thought that Liang Yan would use these two words to call him one day.

He turned back to the next page, looking back and forth like this, over and over again.This is Liang Yan's diary, but there is very little content in it, only the title page and the first piece of paper have words on it, and the date of inscription is eight months before his birth, when Liang Yan just found out that she was pregnant with him.

Liang Yan wrote in her diary 24 years ago:

"Dear baby: There have been a lot of things happening at home these days, and I was so confused that I didn't remember to write you something until now. Thank you for coming. You must not know what you brought us, but it is Because of you, Dad has the courage to live, you saved Dad, and you saved my life."

"Thank you for choosing me to be your mother. I have never been a mother, but I will study hard from now on, and I will try my best to write you a letter every week in the future."

"You are still very young. When I can't sleep these days, I often think about what you will look like. I hope you can grow up smoothly. Come to us soon. Mom and Dad will work hard to love you."

There was nothing behind, Wei Mu kept flipping through without giving up, and finally found a piece of paper sandwiched in the middle.The edges of the paper were very rough, like half a sheet torn from some temporary book, and the writing was messy, but Wei Mu knew it, he had seen the word "Wei Yi" on the back of the photo countless times, and secretly I have imitated and practiced, and I know the pen movement that person is used to.

This piece of paper was written to Liang Yan. The person apologized and felt guilty, saying that he had no choice but to end his own life because he had no choice but to face the child who was about to be born.

Wei Mu looked at it silently for a long time, then raised his hand, grabbed the edge of the paper, and slowly tore it into pieces.Then, he tore off the two sheets of paper with words on them, and also tore them into pieces.

The table was full of fragments, and the lights were shining dimly. Wei Mu looked at it, and suddenly lowered his head and let out a hoarse cry. The voice was meaningless, as if he had endured to the extreme and squeezed out from the bloody heart. Yes, it makes people want to cry.

But he didn't shed tears, just felt hatred.

In the past 20 years, he tried his best to get rid of those so-called unwillingness, resentment, and inferiority complex, tried his best to laugh, eat big mouthfuls, and like all beautiful things, but like an inescapable fate, he still had to fall into in such a mood.

He hated Liang Yan for treating him so cruelly, and also hated Liang Yan for loving him briefly; he hated Zhou Mingchuan's actions, and also hated Wei Yi's selfishness and cowardice; Feel so pitiful for her.

He uncontrollably let out one hoarse cry after another, as if he wanted to release all the past and all the future in this form. His voice was intertwined with Liang Yan's screams more than 20 years ago, and they fell into the same direction together. abyss.

From then on, he has no future.

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The long dream is almost over