Lingzi is not too cold today

Chapter 230 When people come to the world, they must constantly look for the other half to become complete

In April, Parrot Island Cemetery Park.

Gongsun Jin came to the tomb with a bouquet of white chrysanthemums.

Giving flowers to the dead is a romantic custom, with a kind of withered beauty.

He also imagined that many years later, he would turn into a handful of loess, and his beloved would come to his grave to lay flowers.

If she wants to bring him flowers, he hopes it will be red roses.

Gongsun Jin placed the white chrysanthemum in front of the tomb, brushed off the ashes in front of the tomb, and sat down.

This body is their child.

Gongsun Jin visits their graves every year, sometimes alone, sometimes with Mengmeng, and sometimes with Lingzi.

Sometimes I would say a lot of irrelevant things, and sometimes I would just sit here without saying anything, for an entire afternoon.

Occasionally, there would be other grave sweepers, looking at the young man sitting in a daze in front of his parents' grave over there, they would comfort him with the tone of someone who had been there.

In fact, Gongsun Jin didn't feel much sadness in his heart. He came here just to let the parents of the original body see what their children will look like when they grow up.

It is not only to comfort Yuanshen's parents, but also to comfort Gongsun Jin himself.

He is a staunch materialist, but occasionally hopes that people have a soul.

If a person has a soul, the parents of the original body should feel relieved.

He has replaced him and lived well in this world.

Live seriously and treat every meal.Go to bed on time and don't stay up too often.

With girls I like, I cherish the relationship with them.

"You, why are you like Mrs. Xianglin?"

Gongsun Jin smiled self-deprecatingly, and felt that she could understand why Mrs. Xianglin asked "whether there is a soul after death".

After sweeping the tomb, Gongsun Jin returned home along the road in memory.

The mahogany furniture in the room is a bit old, with a heavy feeling accumulated over a long period of time.

There is a family portrait of a family of three on the wall.

The woman is very beautiful and has a gentle smile.

The man on the side is very bookish and looks very cultured.

In the middle is the face of an immature boy, with a little cinnabar between the brows.

Gongsun Jin stood in front of the family portrait and looked it over carefully.

Every year he would find time to come to the house here, without taking anything away or adding any furniture.

Just clean it well and wipe off the dust accumulated on the tables and chairs.

As much as possible, the decor in this house was kept as it was.

This is the original home.

Gongsun Jin has always had a different emotion for this place.

Like a relay race, the original body couldn't run anymore, and the baton was handed over to him.

He took the baton from Yuan Shen and ran with all his strength to the present.

Standing on the stage, he realized his dream of becoming a singer. He also had the person he loved and the life he yearned for.

This should be regarded as making his life blossom and bear fruit.

Gongsun Jin thought so, and walked over to look at the family portrait.

Although he has no blood relationship with the people above, for some reason, when the women and men in the photos smile, they always give him a very friendly feeling.

It was as if the people above were looking at him tenderly.

Gongsun Jin gently wiped off the dust on it, and then hung it back to its original position.

The light from the setting sun came in through the panes, emitting a faint golden halo.

"It's really a familiar sunset."

He went back to the room and looked at the white sheets in the room.

I remembered the moment when I woke up in this bed that day.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, just watching the sunset outside the window.

Gongsun Jin misses Yuanshen occasionally, and tries to understand Yuanshen's life trajectory from some small windows.

There is a large cardboard box under the desk, in which are neatly stacked junior high and high school textbooks, as well as folders containing test papers.

He flipped through the pages and found that the pages of some books had been rotten by moths, exuding a faint musty smell.

The stale breath, like a corpse left in an unknown corner.

Some important knowledge points in the book are marked with red lines, and there are notes made with a gel pen, and the handwriting is beautiful.

Looking at these notes, another picture appeared before Gongsun Jin's eyes.

Yuanshen was sitting in the classroom in the afternoon listening to the class, writing non-stop with the brush in his hand, while the teacher was spitting all over the podium.

The cicadas outside the window were screaming loudly, the electric fan in the classroom was spinning leisurely, and the deskmate at the side was staring at the precarious electric fan without blinking, as if worried that the electric fan would fall and cut off half of his head.

Seeing that the classmate at the same table was distracted in class, the teacher threw half a piece of chalk over.

The chalk-tipped missile hit the deskmate on the forehead, the deskmate rubbed the center of his eyebrows, continued to listen to the class with his mouth pouted, and whispered the nickname of the head teacher.

There are still some classmates' records in the notebook, but it is very old, it should be in junior high school.

When I opened the notebook, I could still see long paragraphs of conversations between him and his deskmate.

"Why are you so cute?"

"I'm so scared, I'm afraid I won't be able to help liking you."

"However, I'm afraid that I don't have enough ability to love someone."

"Silly boy, it's not that scary to like someone."

"As long as you know how to love yourself and live a good life, you will naturally know how to love someone."

"In this world, no one is born to love others."

"Everyone is learning bit by bit, learning to love and be loved."

"Everyone will be afraid, will hesitate, and will have many small shortcomings."

"I will also be disappointed in love and life because of the unhappiness of my family."

"We're all like that."

"But that's okay. People come into this world to constantly complete themselves."

"This is the other half of our destiny, the meaning of existence."

"You have to have both the good and the bad to be complete."

"Right, dear Gongsun Jin."

The handwriting is very delicate, and there will be some cute kaomoji behind it, it should be a girl.

This dialogue has turned yellow, and I don't know how many years it has been lying in this notebook.

Perhaps even the girl who wrote this passage at the beginning forgot that she had written it.

She and Gongsun Jin have no intersection.

Maybe there are still contact information of each other in the mobile phone, but there is no longer any contact.

Just after walking through a certain intersection, he waved his hand and became a passerby.

But when Gongsun Jin sees it many years later, he will still be moved by it.

Gongsun Jin watched for a long time, peeking at Yuan's silhouette from the fragmented past, and slowly pieced together his appearance in his heart.

He wants to accept the past of the original body, and no longer avoid the past.

Tired of watching, I opened the French windows and curtains to blow the wind outside the balcony.

"Have you watched "Unheard Flower Name"? There is a song called secret base in it, which is very nice to play with a harmonica (＾ν＾)"

Looking at the dialogue in the notebook, Gongsun Jin remembered.

When I woke up here, there was a harmonica in the room.

Gongsun Jin has always carried it with him.

The harmonica of Suzuki polyphony has peeled off paint and is a bit old.

He took out the harmonica, brought it to his mouth, and blew the reed with his breath.

The melodious and melodious sound of the piano began to echo in the room.

The wind from outside the window blows in, blowing open the light blue curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He pushed back his hair from the temples, and fiddled with his skirt.

The vast rays of the setting sun cast parallel beams of light on the panes, and countless dancing dust floated in the beams of light.

Those lights also shone on his side face.

From a distance, it looks like a faded old photo.

Organize the things of the original body and put them back in place.

He closed the door, went downstairs, and walked around the neighborhood.

There was a girl in the convenience store sitting behind the counter, eating ice cream and scrolling through Three Kingdoms.

Gongsun Jin took a can of Coca-Cola in his hand. When paying the bill, the girl glanced at Gongsun Jin, quickly looked away, was slightly taken aback, and looked over quickly.

Her eyes widened, wondering if she had read wrong.

"Bill, please."

"oh oh."

The girl came back to her senses, scanned the QR code, and looked at Gongsun Jin again and again.

"Do you want an autograph or a photo?"

Gongsun Jin smiled lightly.

"is it okay?"

The girl came out from behind the counter with a smile and stood beside him for a photo.

"We met years ago, before you sang."

"I just bought a can of Coke here. I was still young and doing my homework here, and you taught me how to do it."

The girl was very excited looking at the photos in her cell phone album.

Seeing Gongsun Jin really made her very happy.

"It's been a while, I don't remember exactly."

Gongsun Jin smiled apologetically.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, they waved goodbye.

After many years in the small shop on the street, the signboard has faded.

The voice of the fried rice proprietress is still the same, but her face is wrinkled, and her figure is out of shape, and she has gained a lot of weight.

But the technique of flipping the spoon is still as neat as ever, and the rice keeps tumbling in the iron pot.

There are new traffic lights on that wide road.

When crossing the road, you can see newlyweds crossing the road holding each other's hands, wearing rings on their ring fingers.

Walking on the street, you can still see junior high school students in blue and white school uniforms riding bicycles.

The crisp sound of bells being struck, the laughter of teenagers and girls.

The old man in the felt hat was stooped a little more, and he was leading an equally old Shiba Inu. When he saw other dogs on the road, he would bark.

The old man and his friend who came out to walk the dog were talking about old times on the side of the road, and the dogs they were leading were fighting.

Gongsun Jin walked through the crowded crowd, looked at the fireworks overflowing from the street, and felt that the world was so friendly and harmonious.

There is no great sense of alienation between oneself and the crowd.

In the clothing store on the street, Lingzi sang Aunt Qing's "Song of the Setting Sun".

"How many ups and downs have I encountered, weaving my intertwined dreams."

"I once met your sincere arms and accompanied me through adversity."

"The middle of the rush is gloomy, the road is full of turmoil and twists and turns, one day I want to go back but it's too late."

Gongsun Jin likes the two versions sung by Aunt Qing and Lingzi.

It's just that the fans of both sides have been fighting for several years.

Those who like Lingzi think Lingzi's voice is nice, while Aunt Qing's fans feel that Lingzi's voice is too bright and clear, without the charm of this song.

Gongsun Jin hummed along, crossing the bustling neighborhood alone.

The setting sun is drowning in an orange sea. The sun seems to be testing the temperature of the water, setting hesitantly, like an orange-flavored lollipop.

The horizon far away in the sky is endless, and white doves fly far away in the dusk.

The young man stood under the setting sun, his smiling face rendered into a piece of gold.

"Is it time to go home?"

Da Ben stopped beside him, Shi Qing rolled down the window and smiled slightly.

"Ah."

Gongsun Jin opened the car door and got in the car.

Through the rearview mirror, Shi Qing could see the smile on his face.

"You seem to be in a good mood today?"

"Well, it's cute to find that there are many things in life."

Gongsun Jin nodded.

"Yes."

Shi Qing smiled softly and drove him home.

Although he no longer lives here, Gongsun Jin still takes some time to come back here every year.

For example, today is the anniversary of the death of his parents in an air crash.

"When I got home today, I looked at the pictures of my parents on the wall and always felt like they were looking at me and smiling."

"So I was thinking, if people have souls, they should want to see me smile."

Gongsun Jin smiled slightly and looked out the window with a pouted face.

"Well, Mom and Dad want to see you happy."

Shi Qing nodded in agreement.

Arrive at Chan Bay and return home.

When entering the door, Zhuang Xiaoyu obediently handed him the slippers.

"Thank you."

"Hey, why are you being polite with your sister?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu rubbed her cheeks and smiled charmingly.

When he entered the door, he happened to see Lingzi and Shuer also in the room.

The two sisters sat on the sofa with Zhuang Xiaomeng, watching "Three Kingdoms" together.

Cao Cao was originally a Han official and still had the loyalty to help the Han family, so he borrowed the Seven Star Sword from Wang Yun to kill Dong Zhuo.

Unexpectedly, the matter was revealed, and he began to flee, and finally fell into the hands of Chen Gong.

Chen Gong is willing to abandon the county magistrate and follow Cao Cao to plan great things.

But Cao Cao killed Lu Boshe's family and said the sentence "I would rather teach me to bear the people of the world, and don't teach the people of the world to bear me", which completely chilled Chen Gong's heart.

Lingzi was fascinated by watching, while Mengmeng and Shu'er chatted excitedly at the side, constantly spoiling spoilers.

"Cao Cao thought that Lu Boshe's family wanted to kill him, so he killed Lu Boshe's family."

"Better teach me to betray the world, don't teach the world to defeat me."

"This Cao Cao's acting is really amazing, this part of the acting is perfect."

"Ahhh! Stop, stop, stop! Don't spoil it! Let me watch it!"

Lingzi was watching enthusiastically, and was very unhappy when she heard that they were spoiling the show, so she quickly reached out and covered the mouths of her sister and Mengmeng.

Gongsun Jin entered the room, sat beside Lingzi, and watched with them.

Seeing Gongsun Jin approaching, Zhong Lingzi habitually reached out to hold his arm, and rested his head comfortably on his shoulder.

Zhuang Xiao was dreaming, frowned, and hurriedly got up and sat on the other side of him, took his other arm, and then leaned his head on his shoulder.

The two, one on the left and the other on the right, clung to Gongsun Jin.

Zhuang Xiaoyu and Zhong Shu'er met each other, looked at each other, and then quickly looked away, they were used to it.

Shi Qing, who passed by the living room, saw this scene, just glanced at it lightly, and didn't speak, as if she also tacitly agreed to this relationship.

(End of this chapter)