The small urn wrapped in a black brocade cloth slowly unfolded, revealing the urn inside.
It was an ordinary black urn. There was no decoration on the box. There was only a silver bracelet with a red thread hanging next to the lid switch. The three small bells on the bracelet hung on the brocade quilt.
It made a sound when it was opened.
Jingle bells, jingle bells--
It's like a cheerful laughter, crisp and sweet--
It seems to be telling them in this way that I am back!
The cup in Lin Xuejing's hand fell to the ground. The cup broke when it hit the ground. With a bang, she stood at the door of the bedroom and stretched out her hand to cover her face. She trembled and took a step back, leaning against the door to stabilize her body.
, she seemed to see the boy rushing towards her happily, raising his head and rubbing his round carrot head hard in her arms, Mom, I'm back, I'm back! Do you miss me? Mom
do you miss me?
"It's good to come back, it's good to come back -" Lin Xuejing, who was covering her face, suddenly let go of her hand, her eyes became distracted, her eyes were in front of her, falling on her arms, and she began to use her hands quickly
He wiped his tears on the ground and said to himself while wiping, "It's good to come back! You are hungry. Mom will cook noodles for you. Just wait, I will cook it now! Just be good and don't run around."
,do you know?"
Lin Xuejing didn't seem to notice the broken cup in front of her. She stepped on the broken pieces and walked to the kitchen. The tears on her face had been wiped clean. When she walked towards the kitchen, she almost went in the wrong direction. When she went to lie on her side, she hurriedly
He turned back and whispered, "Look at mom, she's so busy that she's dizzy, but you didn't remind her that she's going in the wrong direction!"
The people standing in the living room looked at the woman who returned to the kitchen and started to open the lid of the pot and put water to cook noodles. The water from the faucet was turned on, water gushes out, and the gas stove was lit. She first took out two pieces from the refrigerator.
Eggs, cracked and fried in oil.
"Baby, stand farther away. It will hurt if the oil star splashes over! Mommy doesn't need your help, you just need to wait. Mommy will be there soon -"
"The teacher said that you performed very well today. Do you have anything happy to share with your mother? You weren't naughty in school, were you?"
Her gentle laughter came from the kitchen. She shoveled the fried eggs onto the plate, talking to herself, and couldn't help laughing. She seemed to be living in her own world.
Or she was living in the world of her and her children. She was talking and laughing, and her whole person was full of energy. She told her children about interesting things that happened at home recently, and told them that she finally had a weekend break this weekend and could take them to Ocean Park.
Play, but the children must complete their homework before they can go.
Si Lan, who was standing at the door of the kitchen, listened to her laughter, listened to her talking to herself, and watched her clinkingly picking the cooked noodles into bowls. Each of the two small bowls was full.
It's full and topped with a fried poached egg.
She busily began to mix the ingredients and mix them carefully. When she raised her face, she looked towards the kitchen door and smiled at Chengjia who was standing at the door, "Chengyi, come and eat quickly, ask brother to come with you!"
After saying that, she paused and looked around, "Where is my brother? Where has he gone?"
Xiao Chengyi lowered his head. When he raised his face, his eyes were red and he forced out a smile. He walked over and picked up a bowl of noodles, "Mom, my brother is in the toilet. He said he doesn't like noodles and he's not hungry!
But, mom, I’m hungry, so I’ll eat his too, okay?”
Si Lan looked at little Chengjia who picked up the bowl and walked towards the living room. The child's eyes were so red and swollen that he was about to burst into tears. He was sitting on the dining table with a bowl of noodles. With his back to the kitchen, he reached out his hands quickly.
I wiped my eyes, and then I ate with my head down.
"If I had known you were so hungry, I should have cooked more!" Lin Xuejing looked at the little figure sitting on the table eating noodles, with a satisfied smile on her face. However, she could not see the child who was eating noodles and crying while eating.
Tears rolled straight into the noodle bowl, and they were mechanically put into my mouth along with the noodle soup.
I tried hard to get out, but I couldn't!
"Stop eating!" A hand reached out and moved the noodle bowl in front of Chengjia. Looking at Chengjia with tears on his face, he reached out and hugged him over, letting the child lean on his shoulder. He finally
I understand the real reason why Chengjia said that no matter how hard he tried, he could not get out.
"Chengyi, is the noodle not to your liking? Isn't it delicious?" The woman holding another noodle bowl asked in a low voice. Si Lan clearly felt that Chengyi in his arms was stiff, and looked towards him.
Si Lan looked at her, her eyes were slightly red, but her eyes were distracted. It seemed that because the child stopped eating noodles, she thought that she was not doing well enough, and there was a deep feeling of guilt in her eyes.
"I'll cook it for you again!" Lin Xuejing hurriedly turned around and ran into the kitchen to cook it again, but was stopped by the voice behind her.
"Chengyi is dead. He is no longer alive. Don't cook noodles for him in the future. He won't be able to eat them!"
Lin Xuejing turned around and suddenly her body began to tremble, "You're talking nonsense, he's still alive!" After she said that, she walked quickly to the kitchen, poured the bowl of untouched noodles back into the pot, lit the fire, and used natural gas.
The rotating button didn't turn on the first time. She turned it again, but it still didn't light up. Her hand twisted the button repeatedly in a panic, but it didn't light up even after turning it several times. Si Lan pulled her hand behind her.
Dragging into the living room, she screamed and resisted, and was dragged and held by him towards the living room. Her limbs struggled uncontrollably, as if she was being dragged out of a dream. She didn't want this,
She doesn't want this -
Si Lan, who forcibly carried her to the living room, straightened her face with one hand and pointed to the urn on the dining table with the other, "Open your eyes and see clearly, he is no longer alive!"
The face that was forcibly straightened was forced to face the urn, and her wide-open eyelids began to tremble violently. The black urn, the rich blackness, instantly rolled up the darkness, impacting her.
The optic nerve shattered the dream she had made up. In the shattered dream, there was the clear ringtone of the silver bracelet on the child's hand, the sweet laughter of the child, and the child's slowly running away.
She couldn't catch up with the distant figure. The shadow was getting further and further away, and the laughter was getting further and further away. When the dream was broken, nothing disappeared.
Chengyi, Chengyi——
She has been living in a dream she made up, and she even enjoys such a dream. She knows that the child is no longer alive but she is still willing to live in such confusion.
This is her spiritual pillar, the spiritual pillar that supports her to survive!
But, he disappeared, he was scared away!
Lin Xuejing's face had become distorted. She turned around and grabbed his collar with her hands. With tears in her eyes, she looked at the man in front of her, "Give him back to me, you give him back to me -
"
The strong arms tightened her, so that she had no strength to struggle anymore. She could only be held in his arms and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Give him back to me." She was not crazy enough to struggle desperately.
, but cried almost pleadingly, calling the child's name with sobs.
This woman, who was exhausted from all the torture, was crying and begging just to be able to go back to that dream. She didn't want to be woken up. The dream was fine and she didn't have to face the cruel and heartbreaking reality.
But, it was a dream after all!
Si Lan hugged the woman in his arms tightly. Her tears soaked the front of his shirt. She trembled and called the child's name. She still held the position of her heart tightly with one hand, and held it tighter every time she shouted.
After a while, he took a deep breath, and felt his heart trembling slightly as he breathed. He even felt deeply regretful for speaking so loudly just now, tearing apart a beautiful dream and tearing apart the cruel reality.
The process of being torn open and exposed, the heart-wrenching pain to wake up is painful, this inhuman torture is walking alone in the dark night, unable to find the direction, he shouldn't scold her so loudly, shouldn't be so
cruel--
He let her lie in his arms, feeling the trembling all over her body. From the initial resistance to the slow acceptance, this sense of dependence was unprecedented. She was always forced to get closer and accepted in front of him.
She didn't dare to resist, didn't dare to say 'no', she was always trembling when he got close to him, and kept a distance to avoid him. The few times she spoke loudly in her memory were because she drank alcohol and had the courage to risk her life to fight against him. On weekdays,
She didn't dare to rely on him so quietly!
Si Lan watched little Chengjia carefully re-wrapping the urn on the table with the brocade cloth, holding it in her arms and walking toward his side. When she turned around and walked away, she glanced at him with a deep look in her eyes.
entrustments and prayers.
Take good care of her! He listened to her murmuring in her sleep from time to time. He had read the survey data and found that she suffered from severe schizophrenia within half a year after losing the child. Although her condition improved after treatment,
Judging from Chengjia's behavior as a child, there must have been quite a few situations like this one tonight. She would imagine that she would be so insane that she would go back to the days when the child was still alive. She would talk to herself and do a lot of things.
What was incredible was that when he saw an incident in the investigation data, she almost fell off the balcony of a high-rise building during treatment, just because she said her child had fallen.
These investigative materials looked heavy. He didn't know what kind of mood he had in reading them word for word. At this time, he heard her murmuring next to him. He put down the materials in his hand and held up his hands.
It couldn't help but fall on the back of her hand.
"When you lose one child, don't destroy another child!"
Don't even destroy yourself!
－－－－－－－－This is the first update. There will be a second update in the afternoon, about four o'clock in the afternoon. I wish you sisters a happy Chinese Valentine's Day, okay?－－－－－－－