Strangers Ten Years Later

Later, Lin Jin met Yang Yuan again.

At that time Yu Yan was wandering around Damascus with Tong Tong, when he suddenly received an order from above saying that there was a riot in the fringes of the city. Fortunately, it was not too chaotic, and the crowd poured in from the edge of the city.

Lin Jin was still panting when he took Tongtong from Yu Yan's hand.

Yu Yan took off the rubber band from his hand, tied his hair up, and said, "Don't go east now, it's best to find a place to hide first, just in case."

"Go straight from here, then turn right, there is a restaurant, my buddy owns it, it's fine to stay there."

The man in the hat behind Yu Yan turned around suddenly, with a cigarette in his mouth, he said in a sly way: "It's really unlucky that something happened, there is a place like an air-raid shelter behind the restaurant, you hold it Tongtong just hide in."

The speaker happened to be Yang Yuan.

He carried a DSLR on his shoulder, and the silver studs on his ears reflected the dazzling light in the sun.

Lin Jin glanced at him and thanked him, "Thank you."

The two walked out against the crowd.

Everyone was running away, and only the two of them were approaching. Looking at this scene, Lin Jin's heart was suddenly filled with an inexplicable emotion.

Tongtong hugged his neck and said, "Uncle Lin, I'm afraid..."

"Don't be afraid." Lin Jin patted her on the back to comfort her.

According to what Yang Yuan said, Lin Jin found the restaurant opened by his buddies. people.

Lin Jin approached, and the little brother raised his head to look at him: "Yang was introduced to take refuge here again? Go in."

Lin Jin thanked him, and walked into the house with Tongtong in his arms. As soon as he entered the backyard, when he came into contact with the figure squatting on the ground washing dishes not far away, his head exploded with a bang.

He doubted his eyes, and rubbed them quickly, but he couldn't believe it.

Until Tongtong's innocent and crisp voice sounded: "Ah, Uncle Lin, it's that brother——"

The people washing dishes not far away also froze.

Lin Jin opened his mouth, but before he could open his mouth, Ye Ziyuan stood up abruptly, turned his back to the two of them and quickly walked to the other side without looking back.

Lin Jin hugged Tongtong and subconsciously chased after him. Ye Ziyuan walked quickly and disappeared soon. Lin Jin stood at the corner of the street and watched for a long time. He didn't wake up until Tongtong called him.

The boss was still playing mobile games. When Lin Jin passed by him, he couldn't help asking, "Excuse me, that one just now..."

Just after the round, the boss seemed to have won. He whistled happily, looked up at him, and said, "Who? That kid named Jack? Hey, what a stupid name, it's so popular..."

Lin Jin's face was a little dazed, and he hadn't recovered from the scene just now. After a pause, he asked, "Did he... invest in your place?"

"What a ghost to invest," the boss stood up, lit a cigarette, and said, "I don't have a penny, if it weren't for the fact that he is a compatriot who asked him to work, he would have bought me a bunch of discs when he came... What are you doing?" Know? If you know him, hurry up and ask him to return the money he owes me for the dish, don’t do it with me, hey, his temper is really stinky, and there are not many customers, so he has to scare him away several."

Lin Jin looked at the ground and didn't speak for a long time.

Why did Ye Ziyuan work here?Didn't he lend him money? There is UnionPay here, so he can just find an ATM machine to withdraw money... Then where does he live?

In Lin Jin's understanding, Ye Ziyuan should live in a very rare five-star hotel in Syria, and do nothing but buy flowers for him and stroll around every day, but why would he...

What's the matter?The Ye family went bankrupt?How can it be?

Lin Jin's mind was in a state of confusion until the boss led him to see Ye Ziyuan's room, a very narrow room with a bed built out of the compartment - nothing but a bed.

At first glance, it looks clean and tidy, but the corners of the folded quilt are turned out, which is obviously not good at folding before.

"It's so small." Tong Tong put his arms around Lin Jin's neck and said with disgust, "Tong Tong doesn't want to live in such a place."

Lin Jin sat on the bed and put Tongtong down. At this moment, his eyes suddenly became sore that he felt a little uncomfortable.

Ye Ziyuan's smallest house in Beijing is in the city center, and it's also a full [-]-square-meter loft. Everything is built according to the best decoration, clean, bright and tidy...

But this room doesn't even have windows.

He didn't dare to look at it anymore, but forced himself to look at it. He began to imagine in his heart what kind of scene Ye Ziyuan would be when he slept here at night.

What will he think in his heart, will he regret chasing Syria?

Do you think that Lin Jin is not worth it at all?

Lin Jin stood up and shook off Ye Ziyuan's poorly folded quilt, trying to refold it for him, but something heavy fell out of it, and Lin Jin froze for a moment.

It was a diary, a diary he was very familiar with.

Lin Jin's fingertips trembled slightly, and when he opened the diary, the traces of being glued by transparent glue were particularly obvious. He knew that it was glued up by his mother bit by bit.

She tore it up in the past, and she glued it together later. Lin Jin hadn't read this diary seriously for many years. It almost recorded all his crazy years.

As Lin Jin flipped through the pages, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes. Suddenly, he couldn't help but wonder what his mother was thinking when she glued the diary back together.

I would call him unfilial in my heart.

Lin Jin raised his hand and covered his eyes, tears slipped from his fingers.

Tongtong stood aside in fear, and shouted: "Uncle Lin..."

Lin Jin wiped his eyes, smiled at her, and said, "It's okay." He turned to the last page, and his eyes suddenly focused.

After a brief moment of daze, Lin Jin quickly flipped forward—he didn't finish writing all the blank pages in this diary back then, but now even the last page is full, Lin Jin recognized that it was not himself His handwriting, not Ye Ziyuan's handwriting——

That's my mother's handwriting.

Lin Jin even stopped breathing for a moment, his pupils trembled slightly, and he started to look from the middle.

On the first page my mother wrote down, there was only the word "Lin Jin" in the pen.

As I went further back, the number of words increased, and I began to write some trivial daily things and interesting stories about him when I was a child.

The lonely childhood spent with his mother, although most of the time was accompanied by his mother's expectant and persuasive eyes, and even occasional beatings and embarrassments, but between the lines of his mother, he still remembered the gentle love he had once had. years.

Once he was bullied at school and cut his shoelaces. When he went home, his mother found out and made a fuss at school.

At that time, it was rare for her to hold him tenderly, and said, "Mom will not let you be bullied in the future."

Although Lin Jin never told his mother what happened later, those words gradually became blurred as the years passed.

Lin Jin almost forgot.

People are always ridiculous, what they get is like a shoe, and what they can't get, they put it in the bottom of their hearts like crazy, thinking about the touch and reluctant to give up.

Lin Jin couldn't hold back his tears.

Tongtong held his hand and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Lin, what's wrong with you?"

"I..." Lin Jin paused, and then gave an ugly smile, "I miss my mother."

Big teardrops also fell from Tong Tong's eyes: "I miss Dad too, Dad will let me ride a horse on his shoulders."

Lin Jin gently touched her face.

The last page of the diary was probably written the night before my mother came to Beijing to look for him before her death.

To Lin Jin:

These years, I have been thinking about why you have not been close to me since childhood.

After much deliberation, it suddenly occurred to me that before that man and I divorced, you liked to cling to me and call me "Mom" the most. I was actually not having a good time during those days. You know me, what? I swallow all the bitterness by myself, without saying a word, as stubborn as a hard rock, but when you are by my side, I am always softer.

Later he wanted to get a divorce, I would never leave anything, and getting entangled with him made me physically and mentally exhausted. When I was not married, how many people chased me, I lived so wanton and free, but in the end I ended up with someone A worthy man tortured himself into such a pitiful and hateful appearance. I changed myself, and I didn't realize it. In the end, I took you away and let you live an unhappy childhood with me.

He cheated a long time ago, and even had a son before you, who is cute and can recite the Three Character Classic of Tang Poetry and Song Ci since he was a child. I want to raise you better and make him regret it, so I have been forcing you for so many years.

The result is not only forcing myself into an ugly posture, but also driving you into a desperate situation.

He is indeed my son, even his temperament is exactly the same as mine, but I have lived so many years longer than you and eaten so much salt.

I will not compare with him, nor with anyone else. If I stay in Shanghai, buy a house, wait for you to get married and have children, just to let him see how beautiful I am, it is completely unnecessary. Have you not given up on him yet?

Ah Jin, I lived for him in my last life, and I refused to leave that corner even if I died, and I was a drag on you, and I didn’t realize it until I was old, so I hope you can also think clearly about what you want, Don't go down the same road as me.

Mom never cares who you like, doesn't care whether the other party's gender is male or female, if you like it, go for it.

I won't blame you, and I hope you don't blame me.

If you want to stay in Beijing, you can stay in Beijing. As long as you like it, I will support it, because you have to remember that the rest of your life is to live for yourself.

And not for anyone.

And for the rest of my life, I have to live for myself.

We don't want anyone to be our burden.