The Rest Of My Life Is Warm To You - Chapter 3
“Heh!” Cheng Xiaoxiao pulled the corners of her mouth, smiling a bit sarcastically, “Li Nuanjun, what are you afraid of?”
The waiter brought coffee, the topic was suspended for a short while until Li Nuanjun took a small sip, the familiar bitterness made her frown a little tighter, and her tone was bitter: “Cheng Shinoa, although I don’t understand why you sent me something to ask me out, but I all want to tell you, the past is the past!” Happiness is good, she will not interfere in it again, no.
Cheng Xiaoxiao seemed surprised for a moment before skimming and laughing: “Li Nuanjun, why are you still so childish?”
Li Nuanjun suddenly stopped talking, afraid to mention a certain name.
“Li Nuanjun, why don’t you ask me about Lu Qingheng?” Cheng Xiaoxiao, however, didn’t let her go and pressed the question.
The three words Lu Qingheng were like a hammer, Li Nunjun vaguely felt some pain in her chest, forcing herself to endure the discomfort: “Cheng Xiaoxiao, what do you want me to ask you? I have already done not to bother you, what else do you want me to do?”
Cheng Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment and laughed: “Li Nunjun, this is the first time I find that you are really desperate to be able to.”
“Cheng Xiaoxiao, goodbye for now.” Discomfort in the expansion, Li Nunjun lifted the bag intended to leave.
Cheng Xiaoxiao’s voice chased after her from behind: “Who said I was with Lu Qingheng? I have not been with him, never.”
Li Nuanjun’s footsteps stopped, her delicate face with makeup began to disintegrate, never?
Cheng Xiaoxiao took another sip of coffee, as if trying to force something down: “Li Nuanjun, I think I understand, he loved you all the time, no matter six years ago or six years later. These years, accompanied by Lu Qingheng is me, but he thought of the read, only you, high school, there is no place for me, and later, there has been no.”
Li Nuanjun some stand, the joy in her heart like a torrent of water to drown her, not hypnosis to forget the past?
“He remembered?” A trembling inquiry.
Cheng Xiaoxiao raised his eyes, his eyes were stern: “Heh, he has never forgotten, right? He has been lying to us, we thought the hypnosis had succeeded, but it turned out to be all a lie.”
Hypnosis failed? Then, Lu Qingheng will be very sad, right, Li Nengjun can not help but worry: “Then he is okay? His body ……”
Cheng Xiaoxiao held back her tears and couldn’t wait for Li Nunjun to finish asking before she couldn’t wait to speak: “Yes, he just can’t feel the pain anymore!” After saying these words, the tears that were held back flowed down.
“What’s wrong with him?” Li Nuanjun panicked, when that knife, stabbed the liver, resuscitated for a long time to save.
“Li Nuanjun, do you know how painful his life is in America?” Cheng Xiaoxiao condemned Li Nuanjun with tears.
Li Nuanjun bit her lip, she had a bad time too, everyone thought she was a normal person, but didn’t know she needed to rely on drugs to maintain a normal state.
“Li Nuanjun, those things that once belonged to you and him, which he once kept as if they were precious, have now, also come into your hands!”
Li Nuanjun shook her head: “I don’t understand what you mean!”
“He’s dead!” Cheng Xiaoxiao opened his mouth, saw Li Nunjun did not respond, repeated, “Li Nunjun, so love you Lu Qingheng has died.”
Li Nunjun’s face was white and she shook her head, “Cheng Xiaoxiao, don’t joke, it’s not funny.”
Cheng Xiaoxiao laughed and shed tears: “Yes, how can this be funny? Li Nuanjun, Lu Qingheng died, Lu Qingheng, who loved you so much, began to experience physical rejection early on, he held out for so many years, but still couldn’t hold out.”
Li Nuanjun’s face was as white as paper.
Cheng Xiaoxiao cried some image collapse: “We are so stupid, only to know at his deathbed, it turns out that he has not forgotten, he has not forgotten you.”
“He said only later that he would have come back to you if he had gotten better, but he couldn’t get better, so maybe you weren’t blessed!”
“No, it can’t be, no, I don’t believe it! Don’t say that, I don’t believe it.” Li Nuanjun covered her ears and squatted down, her head was about to explode with pain, as if she was going to suffocate in the next second.
“Li Nuanjun, I just came here today to tell you that Lu Qingheng is dead! We, all of us, are losers.” Cheng Xiaoxiao’s gaze was hollow as she pressed on step by step.
“No, no, no way, no way!” Li Nengjun suddenly ran out like crazy, stumbling, almost hitting the glass door of the cafe, scaring a wave of customers in the cafe. A waiter scowled and helped her pull open the door, and Li Nunjun ran out, only to find that the sunlight was blindingly bright and she couldn’t open her eyes.
Because of running off a shoe, walking a cramped, pedestrians cast a strange gaze, Li Nuanjun ignored. On the road, the car horn ticked without stopping, and even a driver sticking his head out of the driver’s seat cursed at Li Nuanjun.
Li Nuanjun’s pale face was completely deaf.
Her world collapsed at once, she would rather, Lu Qingheng did not come back, did not remember herself, rather than his death.
Finally, with a splitting headache, she collapsed on the road, and passersby gathered around, pointing.
*
Li Nuanjun slept for two days with a high fever and woke up in the hospital. Dad Li Bo Hang and mom Wen Jingyi and brother Li Nanyang were all there, their faces plastered with fatigue as they looked worriedly at her who had woken up.
“Finally woke up, fortunately there are good people to send you to the hospital, otherwise, you let us do?” Wen Jingyi cried her heart out, and even Li Bo Hang and Li Nanyang followed with red eyes.
“It’s okay, it’s good to wake up, it’s good to wake up!” Li Bo Hang repeated, comforted.
“I’m sorry!” Li Nuanjun’s throat was hoarse and silent tears fell.
After another day of muddling through, Li Nuanjun received a brief text message from Cheng Xiaoxiao, informing her that Lu Qingheng’s funeral would be held in three days.
*
On the day of the funeral, the weather was like a person’s mood, it was drizzling. Li Nunjun was dressed in black, without an umbrella, standing under a tree in the distance, she came over early, just did not have the courage to go over.
Cheng Xiaoxiao and the Lu family cried into a ball, all sorts of people she did not know, no one found Li Nunjun.
The Lu family was once a big player in Han City, to memorialize the many people, Li Nunjun face calmly watching people come and go, until the appearance of her familiar face, the pale face emerged similar to a breakdown of the look.
Lu Qingheng’s real mother Chen Peizhi, the woman who hurt Lu Qingheng with her uncle that year. Li Nuanjun’s uncle was sentenced to 15 years, Chen Peizhi was an accomplice, sentenced to five years, and was released from prison last year. At this moment, Chen Peizhi is wearing a black dress, her face is still pretty, but haggard, it is clear that she is not doing well. It is also true that without the support of the Lu family, how can she live a good life?
Lu Qingheng’s father, Lu Fengnian, was standing at the front of the crowd, looking at his wife, looking very flat. It was the rest of the Lu family who blocked Chen Peizhi’s footsteps, hurling all kinds of insults and pointing at her.
Chen Peizhi looked flustered and cried while protecting her head, her voice trembling, “I just want to see him.”
Lu Qingheng was her son, but during the years Chen Peiji spent with Lu Qingheng, she didn’t seem to have given Lu Qingheng any motherly love, not even a trace of it.
“Let her come over!” Lu Fengnian finally opened his mouth, and the crowd, even if they were reluctant, gave way.
Chen Peizhi’s coiled hair was scratched and messed up, approached the tombstone and looked at Lu Fengnian: “Thank you, Fengnian!” In a flash, they are both nearly half a hundred years old, their faces are no longer young.
“No need to thank me, no matter how wrong you are, you are still Ah Heng’s mother.” Lu Fengnian didn’t look at Chen Peizhi, his gaze stayed on the photo on the tombstone, and said faintly, “You gave birth to him and destroyed him.”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry for you, I’m sorry for Qingheng!” Chen Peizhi could no longer hold back, kneeling in front of the tombstone with tears falling like rain.
Lu Fengnian was silent, in the end it was the woman he had loved so much: “You’ve seen it, go away, don’t come back.”
After a long time, the memorialists all left, Lu Fengnian was also surrounded by the Lu family left.
Cheng Xiaoxiao dialed Li Nuanjun’s number before leaving, but it was switched off, and finally Cheng Xiaoxiao was also taken away by her family.
The cemetery returned to calm before Li Nuanjun approached.
Drizzle drizzled for so long, her hair and clothes have been all wet, look a little wretched.
The black tombstone, the young man’s face handsome and excellent, Li Nuanjun smiled, could not help but reach out and touch, so many years have not seen, he is still the one who can touch her heartstrings at a glance.
The cardboard box in her arms was also half wet, Li Nunjun opened it and looked at them, smiling gently and lovingly: “I shouldn’t have taken your things.”
“This hair ring turned out to be in your possession!” Li Nengjun took out a pink hair ring in a white transparent bag from the box, the corner of her mouth was a sweet smile. It was the one she had used before, and somehow it had landed here with Lu Qingheng, and had been saved by him.
“This is our couple’s watch, that time quarrel, I broke it, you actually secretly fixed it!”
“And this, your notes, there are still a lot of my markings on it, you then can really make me headache, very worried that you can not get into college.”
“This is a couple of bracelets, 9 yuan 9 pair, imitation silver, you then can be disgusted, I begged you for a long time before you are willing to wear it!”
“This is our train tickets to Wuzhen together, really miss that time.”
……
Li Nuanjun took out the same, rambling, crying and laughing ……
“It’s your stuff you just keep it!”
Near the evening, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, Li Nunjun will be scattered all over the ground and carefully put back into the box, loaded, rested next to the tombstone, and then down the hill.
At the cemetery gate, the security guard on duty came up and asked a few questions, and kindly lent Li Nunjun an umbrella.
“There are very few cars at this time of day, you can call a drop taxi!” The cemetery has always been a sparsely populated place, and the security guard couldn’t help but remind Li Nunjun that especially in this kind of rainy weather, there won’t be a car at all on this road without calling one.
“Okay, thank you!” Li Nuanjun held the umbrella and followed the main road, gradually walking away.
“Ugh, how pathetic!” Accustomed to seeing this kind of situation, the security guard had to shake his head, did not say anything else, turned around and went back to his work.
Because it rained all day, the sky was dark at around 6:00 in the evening. Li Nunjun walked aimlessly on the road, she did not call a drop, not only because she did not bring her phone, but also because she wanted to be alone for a while.
Hiss…
The car wheels rubbed against the ground with an ear-piercing sound resounding in the silent forest road.
Peng–
The sound of the car hitting something heavy followed.
The umbrella in his hand was thrown far away, and the ground not far in front of the car, the woman in black with long hair was lying on the road, motionless. A short distance away, you can see the slippery road covered with red traces, blindingly powerful.
The driver’s is a young man, his face is almost white without blood, he did not dare to get out of the car, this section of the road without monitoring, and the rain is getting heavier, thinking for a moment, he chose to turn around and leave the accident site.
Li Nunjun only felt that the pain has exceeded her load, as if the next second to faint like. She couldn’t move, nor could she make a sound. The rest of her eyes looked at the rear of the car that disappeared without a trace and pulled the corners of her mouth.
It is also good to leave like this, it is also excellent.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, the blood color spreads over the whole road, from the beginning of the bright red to light red until washed away.
Li Nunjun’s vision has been very blurred, the rain is too cold, she could not hold up the gap on the eyes.
Mom and dad, my daughter is not filial, parents grace only in the next life to repay the grass and rings.
In a vague way, it seems to see the Lu Qingheng of six years ago, wearing the regular blue and white uniform of the first middle school, sitting by the window, a cold and clear do not approach the appearance of idle people.
Li Nunjun felt like he had a dream, and in the dream, a woman’s voice.
“Child, go back, go back to the original place!”
“Child, if you can see the boy in the Yu Yuan District, Lane 8, Building 15, No. 15, please tell him that his mother’s jade pendant, fight to the death and do not give it to others!”
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