[Quick Transmigration] Running straight on the road to death

Chapter 5

Days go by without knowing it. Jiang Wuyan managed the Huayao Gang very well based on his previous experience, and for the sake of Fu Si's future, he gradually tended to clean up. Sometimes he made some decisions, and often confuse the system

[System: Be a good gangster, nothing big will happen if I'm here, why are you working so hard. 】

[Jiang Wuyan: I have nothing to do, boring, the child is too obedient and I don't need to care about it, and I don't want to face those familiar faces all the time, I want to make something new to play with. 】

[System: ...You are a cowhide. 】

[System: But it won't be boring soon, the excitement and turning point you want will come soon. 】

[Jiang Wuyan: What's going on? 】

[System: Fu Si's biological mother is going to be fine for a few days, you can prepare for it. 】

[Jiang Wuyan: Didn't you allow me to step in and help?What does it mean? 】

[System: You have already helped, but the established facts cannot be changed. She will still die, but the time of death is delayed. 】

[Jiang Wuyan: I thought you had the ability to change. 】

[System: I just need to make sure that you complete the task seriously, and I don't care about the rest. Besides, birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, so I can't control that much. 】

[Jiang Wuyan: You put it that way, this place is no different from the real world. 】

[System: Aren't you very clear? 】

【Jiang Wuyan:...】

On the day when someone had an accident, Jiang Wuyan's heart was not fluctuated much due to systematic precautions. In the middle of the night, he put on his clothes in advance, and when the call came, he calmly drove Fu Si to the hospital for procedures.

Adults have been able to keep calm about life and death, but children can't. When Jiang Wuyan came back from a series of things, Fu Si was still kneeling beside his mother's bed and sobbing. The following last words.

"Xiao Si, go out for a while." Fu Si's mother saw the person at the door and said to her son, "I want to chat with Mr. Jiang, and you will come back later." say.

"But..." Fu Si reluctantly said.

Jiang Wuyan walked into him, patted him behind him, and finally made the boy leave.

"How long has it been since we met again?" After Fu Si left, the woman half-lyed up on the pillow with Jiang Wuyan's help, "Mr. Jiang, you are still so young."

"You're not young anymore, ma'am." Jiang Wuyan moved a stool and sat beside her bed, talking to her gently.

The woman smiled and said, "What kind of wife am I? I have no name and no distinction. I am not as good as you by his side." Faintly, she mentioned a past event, "After so many years, I never thought that you would be the one who helped me in the end. .”

The woman said, "But that's okay, I wouldn't worry about being someone else."

Jiang Wuyan said, "Ma'am, this is my duty."

"You've always been like this, and what you thought was your duty will unknowingly make many people feel uncomfortable and guilty," the woman said with a bitter expression, "Do you know..."

She didn't finish her sentence, and her eyes suddenly became uncontrollably distracted. She must have realized that there was not much time left, so she grabbed Jiang Wuyan's hand and made the final confession.

Going around, still a son, "I know you know about Xiao Si, he is an optimistic child, he has always taken care of me, he... is not like his father, he is very gentle and outstanding, and he will definitely have a bright future. , I hope you, you can..."

"I will, ma'am." Jiang Wuyan held her hand instead, "I will take good care of him and raise him up."

"Thank you, Wuyan..." Ms. Fu's voice gradually softened, "Tell him that he is mine..."

The last two words got stuck in her throat, and the focus in her eyes finally disappeared completely. Jiang Wuyan covered her eyes, and called the boy who was crying into tears with his mouth covered at the door, and the doctor who entered the door together covered her eyes. Bai Bu, he followed when people pushed him to the morgue, accidentally fell down on the road, and his knee was bleeding but he didn't stop him.

It wasn't until Jiang Wuyan pulled him back that he stopped at the elevator door. Fu Si couldn't stop crying, and asked Jiang Wuyan, "I want to see my mother for a while, why don't you let me see for a while? "

"It's been a long time, and it doesn't make any sense to look at it any further." Jiang Wuyan slightly bent down and hugged him, "What really matters is the living. We have precious memories, and having memories is equivalent to carrying a part of the dead. live."

Fu Sihong stared at him, "I don't understand."

"The memory of you and your mother is a part of you. What she said to you and the things you did will be with you for the rest of your life, and will become a part of your life in the future," Jiang Wuyan said, "In other words, you are also A part of her, you are alive, you can see things that she didn't have time to see, and you can accomplish what she wanted to do most when she was alive. You are her. After you die, the person who gets the memory related to you is also you. "

Seeing Fu Si's still confused expression, he patted his head comfortingly, "I don't understand now, but I will understand later."

"I know, sir, I didn't want to die," Fu Si put her head on Jiang Wuyan's shoulder, hugged the man's broad shoulders with one hand, and covered her chest with the other, "I was going to die, I was going to die." I want to go with my mother, but I don't know why, seeing Mr., I don't have the courage to die again..."

"I just, I just..."

Jiang Wuyan held his head down, covered his eyes on his shoulders, and patted his back behind him like coaxing a child, "It's okay, just cry if you want to."

"Mr. Jiang..."

The clothes on the shoulders were soon soaked, and the boy's sobs became louder and louder, until finally the pale cry of an orphan wafted from the entire corridor.

I don't know how long I cried, until I fell asleep from exhaustion, and Fu Si was carried back to the car by Jiang Wuyan to go home.

After bandaging the wound of the sleeping teenager on the bed, Jiang Wuyan got up and left. He found a cigar in the drawer of his bedroom, lit it, and sat on the balcony chair connected to the bedroom to smoke quietly.

[System: You seem to be in a complicated mood, can you tell me why? 】

[Jiang Wuyan: My heart rate is very stable, where did you see the complexity? 】

[System: I've never seen you smoking. You suddenly smoked. Generally speaking, people with complicated moods will always do things that they don't usually do. 】

[Jiang Wuyan: Is it possible that I am addicted to smoking?I just had a sudden urge to smoke one. 】

【system:...】

[System: The words you said to comfort the children in the hospital today are very connotative. I think you are a very thoughtful person. Why did you commit suicide in the first place? 】

【Jiang Wuyan: Maybe it's because I think too much, I feel that life is really boring, so I want to die. 】

[System: You are lying. 】

[Jiang Wuyan: What can you do to me if you lie? 】

[System: ...] No, there is no way to make sense

After smoking the cigar, Jiang Wuyan didn't go back to bed to sleep. He watched the night on the recliner for a while, and fell asleep without knowing it. He was woken up by some movement after some time, and saw Fu Si holding the quilt and preparing to cover him.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Wuyan didn't get up, and let the boy cover himself with a quilt, looking sideways at the sky, "It's almost dawn."

Fu Si said, "Sir, go back to bed and sleep for a while, it's easy to catch a cold here." His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were still red and swollen.

"I won't be able to sleep for long, it's very comfortable to lie down like this." Seeing that he didn't intend to leave, Jiang Wuyan simply moved his body to the side, "Come up and lie down with me."

Without hesitation, Fu Si got in from the side of the quilt.

The reclining chair is not too small, it is wide for one person lying on it, but a little crowded for two people, Jiang Wuyan put his arms around Fu Si's shoulders to make sure that he was lying on the chair.

The body temperature of the two of them coaxed the quilt into warmth. Fu Si was full of sleep before, but now he is not sleepy at all. He opened his eyes to look at Mr. Jiang, and watched the sunrise under his reminder.

On the horizon that can be seen, a soft morning light pierces through the clouds, bringing up a huge hot ball to rise. This light rises to the hollow and gradually becomes dazzling until it hangs high, away from sight.

Fu Si didn't dare to open his eyes in doubt, and looked at it without blinking. His eyes were sour, and he felt like crying. Jiang Wuyan covered his eyes just before the tears fell.

"The school will ask you for a day off. Let's have a good rest today." Jiang Wuyan informed him that it was almost time, and planned to get up and go to work.

"Sir..." Fu Si pulled him back, "Don't go, okay?"

"Or you take me with you, I won't hinder your work, I just want to follow you all the time, I only have you..."

"It's not suitable for you to go out now. Even if you want to work, you have to deal with your emotions well." Jiang Wuyan sighed, and lay down again, "I won't go today, I'll stay with you at home."

"Thank you, sir." Fu Si's heart settled down, "You will always be with me, right?"

Jiang Wuyan stroked the top of his hair, and did not speak for a long time. It was not until Fu Si almost gave up hope that he heard, "That's right."

I will always be with you, even if I am gone in the future, I will become a part of you and will always be with you.

Fu Si didn't know these things, he hugged Jiang Wuyan when he heard the promise, and fell asleep very relaxedly.

He is still too young and needs to grow up.