Liu Chen remembered that Jiang Muzhi once asked her: What do you think is happiness?

At that time, she raised her eyebrows nonchalantly, wantonly interspersed: "Xiangche is a beautiful woman with a wealth of wealth."

But in the end, the fragrant car was gone, the beauties were gone, not to mention the wealth, only the debts remained.

But to her, these are not important, what is important is that those old friends left one after another, abandoned her one after another, first her father, mother, then Ji Ningchen, Tang Mian, and finally even Jiang Muzhi. Don't want her anymore.

Leaving her alone, living alone in the world, if she wants to live, she can't, if she wants to die, she can't.

And Ji Mingxia... When Ji Mingxia put her lips on hers, she realized that the girl she grew up with liked her, so how could she continue to stay by her side?

Liu Chen held up his wine glass, his eyes filled with tears. If she could, she wished she would go with Jiang Muzhi, but she knew she couldn't.

She knew that Jiang Muzhi dared to take this trip so freely and resolutely, because he gave her all the wishes in this life except those related to Rong Feijin.

She gave her death to her, and she gave her the responsibility.

If Jiang Muzhi asked her again now, what do you think happiness is.

She must answer: "The old friend is still there, and the ideal is still there."

This is the third year since Jiang Muzhi's death, yet Liu Chen can always think of her.

"Ding dong."

When the doorbell rang, Liu Chen hurriedly put away the wine and glasses, wiped away the tears on his face indiscriminately, choked up his throat, and pretended to be normal: "Who is it?"

The people outside the door didn't answer, they just kept ringing the doorbell.

Liu Chen frowned, let out a heavy breath impatiently, put on his slippers, and walked towards the door, saying in a bad tone, "Come on."

As soon as the door was opened, a familiar woman with water stains all over her body and red and swollen eyes from crying came into view.

The other party's fragile appearance made her a little flustered, she quickly reached out to wipe her tears, and stammered, "Ji, Ji Ningchen, what's wrong?"

The person who came was Ji Ningchen, the only person who had set foot in her love world, but was unable to go to the end with her because of too many setbacks in reality.

In Liu Chen's heart, Ji Ningchen has always been indestructible, arrogant and arrogant, and sometimes even a little mean. What is it that caused her to collapse to this point?

Ji Ningchen looked at the person in front of him, couldn't bear it anymore, and threw himself into the other person's arms.

Compared with her previous husband, Liu Chen is not tall and thin, but her arms, which are not broad or even thin, can give Ji Ningchen comfort and courage, and she also has a reason to cry.

Liu Chen was completely stunned. She didn't know if it was because her clothes were soaked by the other party. Her heart was a little cold and aching, her breath was unconsciously sour, and she wanted to cry.

Crying for the first half of her life like a joke, crying for the people she lost, the love she lost, and the darkness and sadness.

"Yes, is it raining?" she asked.

She didn't know what she was asking, and she just wanted to ask something to break the strangely sad atmosphere.

She felt the body of the woman in her arms tremble, and then the crying gradually subsided. She lowered her head, let go of her clothes, and returned to that calm and inhuman appearance, but the voice was still so thick that it could not be erased. of sorrow:

"Ajin, she committed suicide...she couldn't be saved."

Liu Chen could understand every word Ji Ningchen said, but she couldn't understand it together.

She snorted in disbelief and staggered a step back. The world seemed to be silent for an instant, and she could even hear the sound of the rain on the roof converging into water flowing down from the corner of the eaves.

Liu Chen shook his head a few times, as if in a dream: "She committed suicide? What can she do to commit suicide?"

Liu Chen hated Rong Feijin. He hated her for being affectionate and ruthless. She took Tang Mian's life and Jiang Muzhi's. Now, she took her own.

Liu Chen took a few deep breaths, calmed down his rapid heartbeat, his eyes turned red quickly, and slowly squatted down, choked up and said, "What is she doing?"

"Does she know that Amu bought her life!" Liu Chen shouted heart-piercingly, his eyes were red, and he looked at Ji Ningchen with tears in his eyes.

Liu Chen knew that she would feel lost again, the friend who once cherished but hated so much later.

Liu Chen didn't know how long he squatted on the ground, she squatted, and Ji Ningchen stood until dawn.

When the sky turned pale, she and Ji Ningchen went into the bathroom one after the other, washed their faces and brushed their teeth quietly, and neither of them spoke.

Except for the dark circles around the eyes, nothing seemed to happen.

It seems that as time goes by, the two of them become more and more alike, as if carved out of the same mold.

Rong Feijin's mother passed away not long ago, apart from the two of them, Rong Feijin had no other relatives, so the two of them continued to handle the funeral.

Liu Chen couldn't help laughing at himself, how many times is this already?

From her parents, to A Mian and Amu, and now to Rong Feijin, the crematorium was so familiar that it almost became her home.

There were very few people who came to the funeral, only three or five. Liu Chen, Ji Ningchen, Lin Jinyan and her husband, and Bai Yiran, seemed a bit thin compared to the huge wailing team of other families.

Zhang Qiluo didn't come, Bai Yiran personally sent him to prison half a year ago.

Bai Yiran has always been vigorous and resolute, and even Zhang's enterprise has been tossed by her, and it probably won't last for a few years.

When Doctor Bai came, Rong Feijin was lying in the coffin with a pale face.

She knelt in front of the coffin, twisted up the three lighted blue sticks of incense sticks, raised them above her eyebrows, closed her eyes, and bowed three times. on the ground.

Finally insert into the incense burner.

Vaguely, Liu Chen heard Bai Yiran smile wryly:

"This time, I'm afraid I'm going to be late again, no matter what, I'll let you live again."

The five people wore white belts around their waists, because four of them were women, it seemed a bit difficult to send Rong Feijin to cremation, but it was handled properly.

When it was pushed in, it was still a whole person, but when it came out, there was only a small jar left.

Liu Chen finally burst into tears.

She looked up at the sky in panic, and suddenly realized that she seemed to have nothing to lose, only these three or two people in front of her.

Lin Jinyan, Ji Ningchen, and then herself.

Rong Feijin wanted to be with Jiang Muzhi in his dreams, and when he was about to die, it finally came true. Liu Chen and Lin Jinyan knew that Jiang Muzhi wanted to die with Rong Feijin, so they agreed with Rong Feijin And her request to bury it next to her.

Including the blood-stained diary, they were also buried underground.

Liu Chen couldn't help laughing at himself, Ah Mu, so you even left me the wish related to Rong Feijin...

Live with the same quilt, die with the same acupuncture point, you got your wish.

The dead are gone, so are the living.

Life still has to be lived, debts still have to be paid, Liu Chen goes to work as usual, but there are often more people in the family, sometimes two.

Ji Ningchen, and her daughter.

They often get drunk, mess around on the sofa, and weep silently. They obviously haven't said anything, but they don't seem to be as lonely as before, as if they were suffocated to death.

That day, Ji Ningchen suddenly asked:

"Why aren't you and Ji Mingxia together? Did you break up?"

Her voice was very calm, as if she was just asking a trivial matter, just greeting her.

I don't know if it was because of drinking too much wine, but Liu Chen became extremely sensitive. She found that Ji Ningchen's hands were shaking a little, and the frequency of blinking was also different from usual.

Liu Chen raised the corners of his eyes, his brows were full of drunkenness, but his words were sober: "I've never been with her before, and I don't like her."

Ji Ningchen suddenly raised his eyes, his breathing was a little short, and his tone was a little excited: "But that day, I saw..."

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Ji Ningchen nodded slowly.

"She was professing to me, and I said no."

Ji Ningchen suddenly raised his eyes, straightened his back, and stared at her blankly, with shock in his eyes.

Liu Chen's tone didn't change, and he still asked her with nonchalant wantonness, "What about you? Why did you divorce your ex-husband later?"

Ji Ningchen stared straight into Liu Chen's eyes, and said in a firm tone, "Because I don't love him."

"Love?" Liu Chen asked back, then sneered, and shook his head with a playful expression: "You still believe in love?"

"Why don't you believe me?" The drunkenness on Ji Ningchen's face disappeared completely, and he became serious and serious.

Liu Chen thought for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

"It's my fault for not letting you feel love."

Ji Ningchen frowned: "Why do you think so?"

"Okok, I said the wrong thing." Liu Chen made a gesture of surrender: "I mean, I didn't make you feel enough love."

"No, I loved you very much back then."

Liu Chen chuckled first, but raised his eyes to meet Ji Ningchen's clear and serious eyes. She thought it was her own illusion, lowered her head and rubbed it, and then looked at it again. It was still the same as before.

Her smile vanished from the corner of her mouth: "Are you kidding me, isn't it because you don't love me enough, so we find fault everywhere... and then we broke up?"

"Of course not, I loved you very much back then, and I still love you very much now." Ji Ningchen repeated, and she licked her dry lips: "If I didn't love you, why would I come out for you? country, just to stay by your side."

When she said this, she kept looking into Liu Chen's eyes, her expression as serious as ever.

"I'm sorry for giving you this illusion. I was young at that time, and I thought you liked Ji Mingxia. I, I can't let you see my fragility."

Liu Chen patted himself on the head, and murmured bitterly: "What are you doing..."

Ji Ningchen strikes while the iron is hot: "Liu Chen, don't you see it? I'm chasing you now... I don't want those so-called self-esteem anymore, I just want to spend the rest of my life with you."

"You mean, we have been separated for nearly ten years, and we did it ourselves?" Liu Chen frowned and asked her in disbelief.

Before she answered, Liu Chen asked again: "Then why did you marry your ex-husband?"

"Because..." Ji Ningchen paused, "I want to see if I can be happy without you."

Liu Chen laughed angrily: "We really did this damn thing ourselves."

"Then you...would you like to be with me?"

Liu Chen said impatiently: "Do I still have a choice now? The people around me are dying, and you are the only one left in the end."

She is not young anymore, and she doesn't look forward or backward when doing things. She is as entangled as before. Love is love, and if you don't love, you don't love. Now there are only her and Ji Ningchen left. Why don't you stay together like this and regret it when you get old? People complain about each other, and being a couple is better than being unpopular at home.

The implication is that he is willing. Ji Ningchen's eyes lit up in an instant, and then dimmed again. If Rong Feijin and Jiang Muzhi were alive, they would also speak up. , sleeping together in the ground.

Liu Chen never thought that the rest of his life would be entangled with Ji Ningchen again.

Working during the day, raising a child together, and making love occasionally, life is considered comfortable.

Bai Yiran was also doing very well, and carried forward her and Jiang Muzhi's company alone. When Rong Feijin died, half of Jiang Muzhi's shares were given to Liu Chen to help repay the debt, and half to Bai Yiran.

This part of the proceeds was used by Bai Yiran for charity, giving more displaced people a home, and she also adopted a child.

She is very self-disciplined and also likes to keep in good health. She lives hard and earnestly, and takes good care of her body. Unlike Liu Chen, her body is already riddled with holes at a young age.

Liu Chen was 67 years old when she died. It was the 33rd year that she and Ji Ningchen were reunited. Bai Yiran went to see her.Liu Chen looked at Bai Yiran's energetic head and felt that she could live at least another 20 years.

When the soul was withdrawn from the body, Liu Chen thought, it seems that Bai Yiran wants to live to be 120 years old.He really did what he said, let Rong Feijin live as long as he said he would let Rong Feijin live forever.

She is so brave.

Such a lonely night, full of old friends and memories, desperate as if she could not see the end of her life, but she could survive it.

No wonder Jiang Muzhi always said that Bai Yiran was the bravest person she had ever met.

Liu Chen admired her sincerely. Gradually, she no longer felt the pain brought by her body. She thought, she was going to see Amu...

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