Mr.Cheng, I just want to be your baby

Si Tian asked the question whether Jing was dead or not.

The sunspot always regarded him as air and turned a deaf ear to his words. When he arrived outside the villa in chengjingzhou, he couldn't help shouting: "shut up! Don't mention half a word of Jing!"

During chengjingzhou's illness, Lai Lai, his dog, also got sick. He was already a very old dog. This disease almost killed him.

So recently, as long as the company has nothing to do, chengjingzhou will accompany it at home. Now one person and one dog depend on each other. How desolate it is.

The sunspot rang the doorbell. Lai Lai heard the sound and ran to the monitoring screen at the door. When he saw that he was not the person he wanted to see, he hummed twice reluctantly, and then returned to the sofa and lay down next to chengjingzhou.

Chengjingzhou turned a deaf ear to the doorbell, stroking Lai Lai's head in one hand and changing channels with the remote control in the other hand, but he didn't care what was playing on TV, just looking for something to do for himself.

"Will the second master not be at home?" asked Si Tian.

The sunspot ignored him and continued to ring the doorbell.

The evocative doorbell made Lai Lai very uncomfortable and kept humming.

Chengjingzhou patted it on the head, "quiet."

"Wuwu..."

Lai Lai looked at him wrongfully, leaned over and licked his face, trying to get him to drive away the two annoying guys at the gate.

"Lai Lai, don't make trouble. You affect my watching TV."

Who knows, chengjingzhou just patted it on the head and didn't even give it a comforting look.

Wright, wronged, bared his teeth at him, jumped from the sofa to the ground, and returned to his room with a proud face.

It has its own room and the dog kennel carefully built by chengjingzhou. The degree of luxury is amazing.

While the door was kicked, chengjingzhou also turned off the TV and went to the door to unplug the power cord on the monitoring screen. The room was finally quiet. He returned to the sofa and lay down. After a while, he fell asleep.

He had a dream. The dream was beautiful before. It was a picture of him lingering with Jing Yi.

But suddenly, as soon as the dream turned, Jing Yi stood in front of him covered with blood and asked him: chengjingzhou, why didn't you save me?

Later, there was a charred body on the ground. She disappeared, but her angry and desperate voice still echoed around:

"Chengjingzhou, why didn't you save me? Why?"

"Uh --"

His throat seemed to be choked. Chengjingzhou suddenly opened his eyes, sat up and gasped.

After a long delay, he calmed down a little. He got up and went to the kitchen to take a glass of ice water to drink. He leaned against the cupboard behind him. He raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

It was not the first time he had this dream. To be exact, he had this dream every day since the day Jing Yi died.

However, it was night before, but it was very frequent recently. As soon as he closed his eyes, he could fall asleep no matter where he was, and then he would have this dream.

He thought he probably had a mental illness.

The cell phone in my pocket rings. It's Lu Guo.

"It's snowing in Yuncheng?"

"Yes."

"She's afraid of the cold. I can't go back now. You can send her some warm clothes."

"OK."

There was a very short conversation without greeting. After that, they hung up the call at the same time.

Chengjingzhou bought a large bag of clothes, including down jacket, warm pants, scarf, socks and short boots, and came to the mid Mountain Cemetery.

Three months ago, he and Lu Guo brought back Jing Yi's ashes and buried them here. There was no inscription on the tombstone. It was an unknown monument.

Snowflakes covered the tombstone with a thin layer. He solemnly wrote on the tombstone with his fingers: my beloved Jingyi.