Marriage is continuous: mysterious husband brought home

"Xiao Chen, uncle Hua bought delicious food. Shall we eat together?"

"No, I'll wait for daddy and mommy to come. Let's go home and let mommy cook delicious food for me. Now I can't eat it at night."

Tong Hua turned his face and tried not to let his tears fall out. He didn't know how to tell the child the meaning of death, because even he, who has lived for more than 30 years, can't accept death, and this is just a child.

The tears finally came out. Tong Hua quickly wiped them off and went to the tea table to put down the dinner. "Daddy and Mommy won't come back until a while. Your mommy is still in the company meeting. It's estimated that it will be very late. Xiaochen will have something to eat first and eat less, OK?"

"No." Nie Yuchen answered firmly, stood up, came to the French window and looked at the scattered lights outside the window.

Mommy told him that she said, Xiao Chen, when you miss Mommy later, you will look up at the stars in the sky. The brightest star is Mommy's eyes. When you see mommy's eyes, you can see Mommy.

But now he doesn't want to look up at the sky, because the stars are too far away and are not bright at all. The stars underground are bright.

Mommy, I'm going to have my seventh birthday soon. You haven't given me a birthday yet. Not once. Other people's children have Mommy every birthday, but I only have daddy. I want mommy to spend my birthday with me. Let mommy make a birthday cake for me, put the beautiful birthday hat on my head, put seven candles on the birthday cake, and then I will make a wish.

The students said that making a wish on birthday is the most spiritual. My wish is that mommy, daddy and Xiaochen will always be together.

Tong Hua stood helpless behind Nie Yuchen, trying to persuade him, but she found that all the words were too pale and inappropriate, so she stood with him like this.

Time leaves quietly, cooling hot food and a heart.

Tong Hua never knew that a child should be so stubborn.

Nie Yuchen stood from the evening to the next morning. When the first ray of sunshine shone into the window in the morning, the child smiled. He said, "Uncle Hua, a new day has begun."

"..." Tong Hua found that he didn't know how to answer, but nodded.

"Uncle Hua, take me to school. I didn't go to school yesterday afternoon. I'm going to school today."

"Let's go. I want to eat something on the way, or I'll be hungry."

Tong Hua had been waiting for Nie Yuchen to go out of the office before he came back to his mind. He looked at the door for a long time and prayed to heaven to let go of the child. He was just a child.

In city a this year, winter came very early. Before entering the twelfth lunar month, snowflakes were already floating in the sky. Small pieces of snow were flying in the sky, and then turned into drops of water before they fell to the ground.

Nie TingYang stands in front of the tomb of Tang Ye. This is not the Tang family cemetery, but the Nie family cemetery.

Tang Zhen originally wanted Tang Ye to be buried in the Tang family cemetery, but Nie TingYang disagreed. He said that she was his wife and his people, so she wanted to be buried in the Nie family cemetery.

In the winter moon, the surroundings were desolate and desolate. Only around the cemetery were full of flowers, which he chose one by one, and then dug soil, fertilized and watered.

She likes flowers. She always wanted to open a flower shop and have her own flower shed, but it never came true.

The tombstone says: the tomb of my wife.

There was no name, because he didn't know whether to write Tang page or Yan Yan. He knew that she didn't want both names.

She said that Yan Yan was dead and only Tang Ye was alive. He knew what she meant. She didn't want to mention the past, whether happy or sad.

But now, Tang Ye is dead. Who is alive?

When he learned that she was dead, he felt that he must not be able to live, but now he understood a truth that people can't come back from death.

In just a few days, his concept has undergone such earth shaking changes.

He told himself to live well, because although he lost her, he still had their common child, their son.

Looking at his son every day, he felt that she was beside him, so close, but so far away.

Nie Guangyi called, not to urge him to go to the company. The old man knew that he felt bad. He had been feeling bad in recent years, so he just called to tell him that the road of life is still long, and the pain should go on.

After hanging up his grandfather's phone, Nie TingYang reached out and picked up a snowflake. At this time, the snow is heavier. One by one, like small feathers in a down jacket, fell on his fingertips and hasn't melted for a long time.

"Yan Yan, is that you? I know you haven't left, have you?"

His sight was a little blurred, but he didn't dare to blink, because he was afraid of the blink, she left and couldn't find it again.

"Ah Yang, people can't come back from death, and life still needs to look forward." Lin Che came to the cemetery. Although he knew he couldn't persuade the stubborn man, he had to come.

Nie TingYang lowered his head and quickly wiped away his tears. He turned his head and smiled at the corners of his mouth. He didn't want outsiders to see him cry, because she said that men can cry, but they can't be in front of outsiders, so they will be despised.

She also said, ah Yang, if you are sad in the future, cry if you want to cry. Although my shoulder is thin, I can lend it to you. Don't worry. You cry. I don't laugh at you.

"Come here."

Linche nodded. Such a man is distressing.

"I'm off duty today. Why don't we go for a drink?"

Nie TingYang smiled apologetically and looked at the woman in the picture on the tombstone. "Yan Yan doesn't want me to smoke and drink again in the future. I listen to her."

"..." Lin Che was speechless. The man must be stunned. Otherwise, how could this happen?

I can't say he's bad, but I can't say he's good.

"Linche, did your wife find it?" Nie TingYang squatted down and finally sat down against the tombstone. His face was pasted with the photo of Tang Ye, a very cold stone tablet, but he felt that the skin pasted with her photo was warm.

Linche felt a cigarette out of his pocket. The lighter lit a few times but didn't light it. He turned around, turned his back to the wind and bent over to cover it. Then he finally lit it, took a sip and turned back, "K country is a place where crouching tigers, hidden dragons and dragons."

Nie TingYang smiled bitterly. He understood what he meant. Yan Yan was there and Jing Daixi was there.

"If you love each other, just be together. Don't wait to lose it to know that some people will never find it again."

Linche also sat on the ground and smoked a few cigarettes before opening his mouth. "I went to see her yesterday, but she didn't want to come back with me. She said she has her own new life now. I hope I don't disturb her."

"What do you think?"

"I used to think that if I found her, I would break her leg and support her all my life, but now I don't think so. Yan Yan and you are the best example. Maybe love is letting go and completion. If this is what she wants, I respect her." after a pause, linche looked at the distance. The snowflakes were bigger and farther away, and his sight was blurred, "I'm already forty years old. I don't want to wait any longer. Find someone. Although I can't say holding hands until I'm old, I'll support each other to finish the second half of my life. People can't always be bound by the past. They always have to move forward and look forward."

Nie TingYang didn't speak. His face was closely attached to the photo and said, in another two years, when I'm 40, if you agree, I'll find someone to spend the rest of my life.

On that day, the bandit with a gun in the underground parking lot of Tang family died inexplicably in the interrogation room. The result of forensic examination was potassium cyanide poisoning. Later, it was found that there was a large amount of potassium cyanide in the mouth of the deceased.

The clue was interrupted by the bandit's death.

However, this matter has not ended like this, and the investigation is still continuing.

The Tang group did not shake because of Tang Ye's sudden departure, because Tang Zhen had to bear the grief of losing his daughter and take over Tang again.

Creation also recovered stability after a short period of shaking, and everything was going on in an orderly manner.

Time is the best healing medicine. No matter how hard it used to be, it has endured little by little in the so-called suffering.

It is March of the next year, the season of warm flowers in spring.

The temperature picked up a little, but there were still figures in coats and light down coats on the street, but Nie TingYang had already been a thin shirt.

Since she left, his shirt has never changed color. It has always been light gray. He knows that she likes his shirt in this color.

All her likes, he later found, have become his likes.

He stood in front of the French window of the office, rolled up his light gray shirt sleeves, put his hands obliquely in his trouser pockets, and looked out of the window.

From his point of view, if there is no shelter, you can see the Nie family cemetery, where his wife is buried.

Every morning when he came to work, he would first turn to the cemetery to see her and say to her, "good morning, I'm going to work and come back to see you in the afternoon."

Every night after work, he would go to say good night to her and then go home. After dinner, he would go to the study for a while. Xiao Chen was either playing or studying in his room.

Day after day, their father and son had a tacit understanding that no one mentioned the person who had disappeared in the world forever. They always believed that she had always been by their side and never left.

Tomorrow is the weekend. He asked the gardener to water all the flowers in the flower shed. Tomorrow morning, he will go to the cemetery. Spring is a suitable season for planting flowers. She wants to make her surroundings full of flowers all year round.

The phone on the desk behind him rang. He turned around and looked at it for a while. When it didn't ring, he turned and walked over and picked up the phone.

It's Nie Yuchen. After a birthday, he is seven years old, has grown up again, and his height has grown a lot. He is no longer the lower one among children of the same age.