Dear Chen Jiu

Chapter 77

The winter snow fell all night, and finally stopped at dawn.

When I arrived at the funeral home with the vehicle, my dad also rushed over from Qingjiang.

He saw me, just walked over and patted my shoulder, and then his gaze fell behind me.

I turned my head and saw that it was Mo Qingshu and the child. The child's face was blown pale by the wind, and he obediently grabbed his mother's clothes and stood aside.

"Go in, it's cold outside."

My dad pulled me.

"Ah."

I followed him inside.

While waiting for the farewell ceremony, I saw through the glass door that Mo Qingshu and the child were still standing in the cold wind.

Even if they are not married, according to what my uncle once said, they have been together for 20 years.

In such a situation, why does she only stand outside with her child?

And yesterday, she seemed to be just standing outside the ward.

"mom."

I yelled softly.

My mother looked up and followed my gaze, without any emotion in her tone, "Don't worry about it, it's your uncle's intention."

The child is eight or nine years old, and there is a shadow of Chen Jiu in his eyebrows and eyes.

As a mother, Mr. Mo passed on her beauty genes to her children without reservation.

I don't have the self-consciousness of being a half-brother, but I just seem to see Chen Jiu, who was well-behaved and helpless when he was young.

I stood up from the cold chair, and my mother recognized my intention and grabbed me.

"Mom, children can't choose their origin."

Hearing this, my mother let go of my hand a little bit.

I went straight out, and the child didn't recognize me, and when he saw me, he called out 'brother' very crisply.

"Do you want to go in and see him?" I knelt down and asked.

Mo Qingshu grasped the child's hand nervously, and took a step back.

I looked up at her speechlessly, but I was not so cautious.

The child nodded decisively, then looked up at his mother, "Mom, can I go in and see Dad, I haven't seen him for a long time, I miss him so much."

"Does your family agree?" She asked me hesitantly, "Can I—"

"Only he can."

I cut off what she was about to say.

I'm not a saint, and I don't care about the love and hate between her and her uncle. Whether she will regret it has nothing to do with me.

But the disaster is not as good as the children, I just don't want to leave regrets for such a young child.

Only then did Mo Qingshu let go of his hand, "Okay, thank you."

When the child walked halfway, he reached out and grabbed the corner of my clothes, and I looked down at him.

"Brother, you are walking too fast, I can't keep up."

"Oh."

I slow down.

"Brother, are you afraid?" Seeing that I didn't answer, he said again, "Brother is not afraid, Dad is fine."

"Ah."

"elder brother."

what happened again?I stopped impatiently.

"Can I hold your hand?"

he asked cautiously.

What kind of crooked request is this? This kid is really familiar with himself.

I didn't answer him, just took my hand out of my pocket.

It was only when I was grasped by his warm little hands that I realized that the problem of talking too much and being familiar is exactly the same as when I was a child.

He is really a strange existence.

***

The farewell ceremony was simple, and the farewell hall was very quiet. At that moment, I seemed to have nothing in my mind.

……

When the urn was handed over to me, Uncle Wang, the nurse, said, "Mr. Yu told me that his nephew will replace the eldest son..."

I think this is probably the last selfishness of a father.

I hold the urn, and when a person dies, there is really nothing left.

It is said that fallen leaves return to their roots, but my uncle’s cemetery was chosen in Jiangzhou. I think it may be because this is the last place where he served and the pinnacle of his official career, or maybe Qingjiang is the source of crime and the beginning of corruption.

He wanted to come clean, leave clean, serve his sentence, and make atonement. He would finish the remaining three years of his sentence here, and then he would sleep here comfortably.

After parting in the cemetery, my mother and my father went back to Qingjiang directly.

The child stood at the door waiting for Mo Qingshu, and I was worried so I stayed and waited with him.

He looked up at me suddenly, "Mom said, you are my brother."

I shook my head, "You can call me brother, but I'm not your brother."

"What's the difference? I don't understand."

He seemed to be very distressed, "Then can I play with you in the future?"

Getting along for half a day actually made him feel a little dependent on me.

"No."

He got all of Mo Qingshu's maternal love, which was what Chen Jiu couldn't get in exchange for his collapse of faith and sacrifice of his future.

Even now in Chen Jiu's heart, my mother is already equivalent to a passerby, and even though I know this child is right, I still can't get along with him like a brother or a friend.

"Oh."

His tone was listless.

I thought about it, it was too much for a child to be so straightforward, so I squatted down and explained to him, "You are not unlovable."

Sure enough, upon hearing this, his eyes sparkled again.

"But I already have a younger brother."

"Can't you discuss it with him?" He gave me advice seriously.

"Can't find him, he's hiding."

Afraid that he would continue to ask questions, I said, "And I have a jealous girlfriend."

Sure enough, his attention was attracted by the second half of the sentence, "She doesn't even allow you to make friends?"

"Ah."

I nodded seriously, and then briefly imagined what it would be like to be jealous if I was with Chen Jiu, but I really couldn't make up such a picture in my mind.

After thinking about it in his mind, he finally accepted the reason I gave, and just muttered, "You listen to her."

"Grow up quickly," I reached out and patted his head, "You will know in the future that you must listen to what your girlfriend says."

When Mo Qingshu arrived at the cemetery, he glanced in from a distance.

"Kangkang, mother and elder brother have something to say, can you wait in the car?"

"Okay," the child walked halfway forward, turned his head and said goodbye to me reluctantly, "Brother, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

There is nothing more to say between me and Mo Qingshu.

Yu Xiu will always be just my uncle, and I never want to have anything to do with her and that child, as long as everything stops here.

I was about to leave, but when I passed her, she said, "I know you don't like me, because I abandoned Chen Yushu.

you like him right? "

This is the fourth time we meet, but she speaks in such a firm tone.

"Yeah, like it, and then?" I'm never afraid to admit it.

She just snorted coldly.

"Yu Xiu, what a joke you said.

I have pestered you for more than 20 years in a daze, and you refused to see me until you died.

But," she suddenly stepped back and stood in front of me with a smug smile on her face, "Look at your dearest son, he seems to like the one I abandoned very much. "

...

***

Knowing that my family members passed away, the company generously granted me several days off.

I went home and took a shower, changed my clothes, and fed Ping An.

I drove to Chen Jiu's architectural office.

Although he said that it was necessary to call him, I didn't really want to disturb his work.

I found an inconspicuous corner and parked the car, and I sat in the car idly and smoked.

In the new week, this person is probably too busy to find the north.

Lao Xiao sent me a text message of condolences, and I suddenly wondered how he would react if he knew that my uncle was my father.

But this idea is just a flash, there are some secrets, no matter how strong the relationship is, they can't share them.

Press to turn off the phone.

I didn't sleep all night yesterday, I put down the seat, turned on the air conditioner, and prepared to lie down and rest for a while.

Just a few minutes after I closed my eyes, someone tapped lightly on the car window.

I almost fell into a dream, and I sat up patiently.

Standing outside the window was actually Chen Jiu's assistant, I immediately adjusted my expression and forced a smile.

"Do you want to move the car?"

In this wilderness, there is no division of parking spaces.

"You misunderstood," the assistant hurriedly waved his hand at me, "You are here to see Mr. Chen, go to his office and wait.

He's out on some business, but will be back soon. "

This proposal is quite exciting, this little assistant is quite good at it.

"Don't bother him with his work."

I still said it politely.

"nothing."

I didn't refuse again, but turned off the engine and got out of the car. I wanted it so much in my heart.

On the second floor, the assistant took me straight to Chen Jiu's office.

Pushing open the door, one can see a large desk with computers, pen holders and various documents on it.

There are several potted plants in the corner of the room, with some red hanging ornaments hanging on them.

It's quite particular about the placement.

This was not what Chen Jiu thought of. According to his personality, the simpler the better.

It seems that this assistant really has everything.

The ability to see all directions with eyes and listen to all directions is also very strong.

"Sit down first, I'll make you a cup of coffee, would you like some sugar?"

"No, thank you."

Seeing me staring at the potted plants in the corner, the assistant explained, "That's a fortune tree.

At that time, Mr. Chen asked me to look at the layout, and I bought it because I thought it would be a good idea. "

If it were me, I would buy two iron trees, one on the left and one on the right.

When the iron tree bloomed, it was picked off and placed on Chen Jiu's table.

After drinking the coffee brought by the assistant, leaning on the soft sofa, I soon fell asleep.

During the period, it seemed that I heard footsteps, and someone came in, but I couldn't open my eyelids...

"Chen Jiu won't like you. I know best about my son. Don't waste your efforts."

Mo Qingshu said with a sneer.

"No, you are talking nonsense."

I contradict her.

"If you don't believe me, ask yourself."

She motioned for me to look back.

I turned around and saw Chen Jiu standing there coldly.

"Would you... like me?" I asked nervously.

He raised his eyelids and looked at me, "No, you're annoying."

"no."

I stepped forward to grab his hand, but was thrown away.

I woke up suddenly, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Chen Jiu came back at some point, and was sitting at his desk concentrating on his work.

I glanced at my phone, it was almost time for dinner.

I haven't eaten a single meal since yesterday, but I seem to be a bit hungry.

"Are you awake?" Chen Jiu asked without raising his head when he heard the movement.

"Ah."

"Are you hungry?"

"Chen Jiu."

I don't want to avoid any problems anymore. I have seen enough nightmares like the one just now, or the more sneering Chen Jiu in recent years.

Any problem can be solved, and many things should not be delayed until now.

"Actually, you already knew it, right?" I asked a question without thinking.

From seeing my expression when I answered the phone yesterday, to telling me that I need to call him.

And earlier, after knowing that his uncle was hospitalized, he almost immediately guessed the seriousness...

When my uncle was dying, he agreed so easily that I should continue chasing Chen Jiu.

From childhood to adulthood, as long as it is what I want and what I like, he has never been dissatisfied.

He loves me so much, how could he hurt the person I like five years ago?

And not long after I left the country, my uncle went to jail...

I was blinded by pain before, but now that I know my life experience, a guess suddenly formed in my mind...

"Yes."

He looks up at me.

I walked up to him and said slowly, "Chen Jiu, what did uncle tell you five years ago?"

Chen Jiu covered the document in his hand and stared at me, "He hopes that I will cooperate with him to send you abroad. He is under investigation. If something 20 years ago is involved, he is afraid that it will affect you."

This reason was not enough to persuade a stranger to agree to his request, and my uncle was always cautious.

I put my hand over Chen Jiu's, "Did he also say that he hopes I can go to a better university and study a major that suits me better, and my life should be chosen for myself, not for you.

If I really like you, I will come back to you. If it is just the impulse of young people, you will not need such fragile feelings. "

That's why Chen Jiuwu asked me if I took the Jiangzhou exam for him. For him, it was a burden and a shackle.

Uncle has been in the officialdom for many years, he is so shrewd and transparent, he can catch my weakness as well as Chen Jiu's.

He knew that for the sake of Mo Qing's Jiang Yi in the book examination, Chen Jiu seized his psychology and played the card of warmth.

Some words seem to be prayers, but they are actually advice.

He told Chen Jiu, don't let others make the same mistakes with your regrets, and my feelings are even more immature and vulnerable.

But what my uncle didn't expect was that after five years, I still like Chen Jiu as always.

……