Chapter 104: Meet

The third day of the first month, heavy snow.
Shen Yiqian got up early and went downstairs with small paper.
Today, the breakfast was made by the chefs who came here. The place where they lived would not let outsiders come in, but because of the body of Zhou Jiayu, they still broke this case.
The breakfast tasted very good. Shen Yi was dumb and muttered. He said that he will have a new set of clothes for small paper.
The rest of the table didn't say anything. Their expressions were very dull and they looked like they were worried about something. In fact, Shen Yiqian is also worried, but he does not want to say that Zhou Jiayu once said that his mouth has passed through, so he is afraid that he will become a slang.
"There are many people coming out today, don't wait at the door." Shen Yiqian touched the head of the small paper. "It will scare people when they are seen."
Since Zhou Jiayu sneaked away, every day, small papers will wait for him at the door, but these days they happen to be Chinese New Year. There are many people at the door. It is easy to cause panic when small papers are seen.
Xiao paper heard the words slowly nodded, it should be down to Shen Yi poor words.
Suddenly outside the door came the sound of the car and the car, everyone was a glimpse, and then they got up very tacitly and ran towards the door.
They saw the driver of the forest water driving in the car, and saw the other figure from the shadow of the window - Lin Zhushui.
"Sir! Sir!" In the moment of seeing Lin Bingshui's figure, Shen Yi was so happy that he smiled. He thought that Lin Bianhui was coming back. Zhou Jiayu would definitely follow him. Both of them must have nothing...
Others reacted with him almost, thinking about the fact that Zhou Jiayu must have returned.
This reaction did not see Zhou Jiayu until Lin Biao and Lin Biao, who were sitting on the co-pilot, got off the bus.
Lin Biao's face was so extreme that her eyes were red and swollen, her face pale, and it seemed to have been crying many times. Lin stood by her side with water, and there was no expression on her face, and the long black hair turned out to be a white color. There was a burst of coldness in his body—Shen Yipeng realized that the first time he saw it, Zhou Jiayu’s popularity with Lin Bian’s body was gone.
This made Shen Yipeng feel panic, and even the hand holding the small paper began to tremble.
No one dared to ask Zhou Jiayu what happened, everyone vaguely felt some unknown atmosphere.
Lin was drowning. There was a car behind them and they then drove into the yard. After seeing the car, everyone fell into deeper silence - it was a hearse used to hold coffins.
Little paper ignorant, ask a dad with a poor sleeve, Dad.
Shen Yi's lips groaned and couldn't speak. He wanted to laugh and wanted to get into the war. But after working hard for a long time, he found that he couldn't squeeze a word out of his mouth with all his strength.
For the first time, he was so afraid of speaking.
The hearse stopped, and Lin went by the water. He opened the door bolt and carefully pulled out a hail from it. Then he slowly bent over and put his face on it. He whispered: "Jiayu, we Go home."
The little paper screamed: "Dad." It struggled to jump out of Shen's poor arms. Shen Yiben was not willing to let go, but it was too much strength.
The small paper ran all the way, and soon went to the side of Lin Zhushui. It called Dad, Dad, and climbed up the hail.
"Dad." Through the glass, the small paper saw Zhou Jiayu. At this time, the concept of death was not clear. He thought that Zhou Jiayu was asleep, and he slammed his flat hand. "Dad, wake up, Dad, wake up, it's a small piece of paper..." Zhou Jiayu did not respond to it.
The little paper turned awkwardly and looked at Lin Zhushui: "Da Dad, why didn't Dad ignore me, I want him to hold a small paper..."
Lin watered his hand and touched the small paper. He said, "I'm sorry, little paper, I lost him."
The small paper stayed in place and did not seem to understand the meaning of Lin Zhushui’s speech.
But it doesn't understand, but the people around you understand.
The first thing she couldn’t stand was Lin Biao. Her waist began to bend down, as if she couldn’t bear the weight of her body. The shattered sobs spilled from her throat like blood.
Shen Yipeng also began to cry, he slowly walked to the side of the hail and saw the Zhou Jiayu lying inside.
Zhou Jiayu's body was well preserved, as if he was only half-sleeping. He lay there quietly, long black eyelashes cast black shadows, his lips lost blood, and his skin became transparent.
Shen Yipeng suddenly hated himself. Why did he call Zhou Jiayu jar? This was originally a joke. At this time, it became a stinging title.
Tears dripping down, Shen Yi poorly swallowed.
He has experienced too many lives and deaths but has not experienced parting.
"You are back." Shen Yi poor said lowly, "How come you come back..."
Everyone was very quiet, and the air seemed to be stagnant.
Afterwards, Shen Yiqian was in a state of paralysis. He looked at Lin Zhushui and brought Zhou Jiayu back to his residence, but there was still an unreal feeling. He always felt that Zhou Jiayu would come back, smiled and told him to be black, and would wear an apron to wash his hands and make soup. He would hold Xiao Huang slowly.
But nothing was gone, Xiao Huang was sitting on the sofa silently, leaning against the small paper, no one in the room spoke, no one was moving.
Everyone is digesting the fact that it is hard to swallow.
"Why, it’s gone, no, no."
Shen Yi is quietly sitting on the sofa cushion and can't say a word.
A few days later, Lin Zhushui personally gave Zhou Jiayu a funeral. Shen Yipeng originally thought that Lin could not hold back the water, but he did not expect that from the beginning to the end, the forest was very calm, and even this calm made people feel terrified. Shen Yipeng began to fear the explosion after the forest was flooded.
Everything about Zhou Jiayu was run by Lin Zhushui. He personally changed the shroud of Zhou Jiayu, painted the makeup, ordered the fire, and even sent Zhou Jiayu to the furnace.
In the final step, Lin opened his eyes and revealed a pair of black scorpions.
This is the first time Shen Yipeng saw the appearance of Lin Bingshui’s eyes. He saw the boundless gentleness in Lin’s eyes. Lin kissed the lips of Zhou Jiayu and fell low in his ear. Speak a few words, then actually laughed.
Shen Yipeng looked at Lin’s smile and his body was cold. He slowly walked over to Lin Biao and whispered:
Shi Bo, Mr. is okay...

Lin Biao wore a plain white dress with a white flower on her head. After experiencing this incident, her whole person seemed to fade, and her smile on her face faded a lot. Love said it.
"Yeah." Lin Biao said, "Nothing." She was faint, her eyes staying in the burning incubator. "I have also experienced it. Isn't this over?"
Her eyes are red again. "And the water-based temper, he really made up his mind, can I persuade it?"
When she said this, Xiao Jinlong stood by, his expression looked a little low, but he did not know how to comfort Lin Biao. It was just the weather that was still sunny outside, and it began to float again.
The tombstone was also selected by Lin Zhushui personally for Zhou Jiayu. Feng Shui was very good. Shen Yipeng looked at Lin Zhushui and slowly put the jar of ashes into the tomb. His expression was gentle.
Shen Yipeng noticed that the name of Lin Zhushui and Zhou Jiayu had been engraved on the tombstone. It seems that Lin Zhushui had made up his mind and Zhou Jiayu was buried.
However, Shen Yiqian noticed a detail that made him feel scared - the two names on the tombstone were actually inlaid with gold, which is only for those who have been buried.
Lin Biao was not surprised at all. Her expression was indifferent, and her eyes looked at the unknown through the forest. When she buried her lover, she didn't know what to hold, and no one knew what she was relying on at the time.
The funeral was very quiet throughout, no one talked, and the atmosphere was terrible.
The small paper was hidden in Shen Yi's pocket, and it finally understood the meaning of death. It’s the heart of the heart who will not come back, but go to another world.
Can't see each other again.
After everything is over, everyone goes home.
Lin opened the water in the room and smashed them.
Shen Yi poor listened, but he panicked. He said: "Mr...."
Lin Zhushui seems to know what he wants to say, waved and motioned to stop talking.
Shen Yiqian can only shut up, his hand is a fist, his nails are broken through the palm of his hand. He is not Zhou Jiayu, he can't make Lin change his mind, he can only watch the situation a little bit worse.
Zhou Jiayu’s sudden departure left most of the vitality in the house. The atmosphere in the house has become extraordinarily dead.
Shen Yipeng also began to get busy. He has been watering for a few years from Shilin. It is time to go out and practice alone.
Lin’s whereabouts began to become erratic, and it’s almost impossible to see him at home. He seems to be looking for something, but nothing, but no one knows.
Shen Yiqian is worried about hearing the death of Lin Zhushui every day, but when one day, when he saw the forest water that he had not seen for a long time, he actually gave birth to the illusion that death is the relief of Lin.
Lin's water-dried hair was almost completely white. He sat in a chair in the living room with a cup of steaming tea in his hand. Hearing the sound of Shen Yi’s coming in, he looked up and looked at him casually.
It was a pair of black cymbals, which should have been very beautiful, but at this time it was like a frozen lake, only to see the coldness of death.
He saw Shen Yi poor, but he did not seem to see him. After indifference, he asked: "What?"
Shen Yi’s heart sank, and for the first time, he clearly felt the change in Lin’s body. In the past, the forest was flooded, although the outside was cold, but the soul had temperature. But this person is already cold, and it is already cold.
"Sir, I am going to travel." Shen Yipeng said, "I may go for a few years..."
Lin slammed the water and said you go.
Shen Yipeng said: "Mr...."
Lin slowly took a sip of tea and said: "If you want to persuade me, you don't have to say it anymore. I know what I am doing."
Shen Yi is so dumb, can only turn around with a smile.
Fish without water can't live, and water without fish is stagnant water. He is there, but he seems to be gone.
Shen Yipeng left the Lin family and began a journey of one person. If he can, he also wants to be a child of a lifetime, but people must grow up, no matter how painful the process.
Shen Yiqian always thought that the next time he received news from several brothers, he would be about Lin Zhushui’s death, and he even made countless preparations in his heart.
But when he just escaped from a bad place and received a call from his brother, he heard the brother said on the phone: "We found Zhou Jiayu!"
"What??" Shen Yi poor was shocked. "Find Zhou Jiayu?"
"It's literally, you come back soon." The brother is very excited.
Shen Yipeng did not understand what the brothers meant in the end, but he said so, and he would not come to Zhou Jiayu to make a joke, so Shen Yi was so fast that he rushed back home.
Then, he really saw Zhou Jiayu.
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Once, Zhou Jiayu was a materialist who firmly believed that death is endless sleep. But later, he met Lin Zhushui and encountered those things, so he began to think about what the legendary Meng Po looks like. Meng Po Tang is so good to drink, walked through the bridge, is it really forgetting before? edge.
So when he opened his eyes to see the light, the whole person stayed.
"Wake up, wake up!" The excitement sounded, Zhou Jiayu's brain was woody, and he couldn't think at all. He felt like he was a solid piece of wood, lying stiffly on the bed, and no part of his body could move. .
The white roof, the white walls, and the smell of disinfectant in the air all tell Zhou Jiayu the fact that he is lying in the hospital.
Some doctors rushed over, and Zhou Jiayu’s ear rang again, almost the cry of joy:
Wake up, wake up—

Zhou Jiayu turned his head and saw a girl with a big belly sitting beside her bed. The girl was full of tears and looked at him with amazement.
"You are... who..." Zhou Jiayu had a tough opening, and the sound was weak and mosquitoes.
"Zhou Jiayu, it’s me." Fortunately, the girl still heard his words and put it in his ear. "You wake up, our children are born."
Zhou Jiayu: "..." He took a moment to react, "Children? Our children?" He was in a mess, as if he had been filled with paste.
"Yes," said the girl. "Do you touch it?"
Zhou Jiayu was very aggressive and reached out and touched it slowly.
The girl said, "Happy?"
Zhou Jiayu nodded sillyly.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha, idiot, you really do not remember anything." The girl saw Zhou Jiayu like this, haha ​​laughed, laughing face full of tears, "I am not your girlfriend, Moreover, you have been in a coma for more than three years, where are the children."
Zhou Jiayu’s brain is still dull. He can’t completely deal with what the girl said in front of him. He only knows the fact that the child is not his own. He is a little disappointed. He mutters that he thinks he should have a child...
The girl laughed again and said that where did you come from, the child was born in a dream.
Zhou Jiayu's inexplicable grievances.
Because of sleeping for too long, Zhou Jiayu's body and memory are very bad. Later, after several reminders, I realized that I had a car accident three years ago and have been sleeping since then. The doctor said that the chance of recovery was very embarrassing. I didn't expect to lie for so long.
However, Zhou Jiayu did not remember the previous things at all. His mind was very confused. He always felt that he had forgotten something very important and wanted to think hard. But his friend said that he doesn't have to worry so much. He is a single dog who is not worried. If he forgets, he will forget it. Anyway, he can start again.
There are three friends, two men and one woman, one of whom is a couple, and the girl is just pregnant. They have known each other since childhood, and their feelings have been very good. After Zhou Jiayu encountered such a thing, he never thought about giving up.
Zhou Jiayu is naturally very grateful.
However, lying in bed for so long, Zhou Jiayu's body has indeed been seriously affected. The first is that the body is weak, the limbs are very slender, and the station can't stand up.

Rehabilitation will be more troublesome,
the doctor said.
The patient needs a strong willpower.

Although the doctor said this, Zhou Jiayu still bite his teeth and want to hurry to restore his physical condition to recover the lost memories. He always feels that he has missed something very important.
Rehabilitation is indeed very painful. It takes a few dozen seconds for someone to finish the journey. Zhou Jiayu must spend dozens of minutes. The worst thing is that the body is completely unable to get used to exercise, and when it is slightly moved, it is full of sweat.
His legs have also shrunk, and there is a huge scar on the spine that is left in a car accident. It looks very bungee.
Those friends are already married and have their own family, but they will come to see Zhou Jiayu every three or four days. It can be said that the feelings of several people are also very good.
Zhou Jiayu learned from their mouth that they all came out from the same orphanage and regarded each other as brothers and sisters. Moreover, Zhou Jiayu has been taking care of them, so after Zhou Jiayu encountered a car accident, they chose to be silent. guard.
In the car accident that year, a total of three people died, all on the Zhou Jiayu unit. Zhou Jiayu was seriously injured, so he escaped.
"Then I am very lucky." Zhou Jiayu said, "I really don't have a girlfriend?"
The pregnant girl smiled: "Why do you always ask this question? Is it a strange dream? You certainly don't have a girlfriend. You like boys, how can you have a girlfriend?"
Zhou Jiayu: "..." He was shocked.
His friend said so firmly, obviously not lying, so Zhou Jiayu began to think about his own sexuality, thinking that he really likes the cute boy?
Such doubts lasted for a while until one day.
That day was just sunny, Zhou Jiayu finished the rehabilitation, just pushed out by a friend to go for a walk.
When the friend said that he was going to the toilet, he left him alone in the garden.
Zhou Jiayu sat under the shade of the tree, half closed his eyes, listening to the sound of the wind blowing over the rustle of the tree, slowly falling asleep.
It was not until he heard footsteps around him that he opened his eyes and muttered in his mouth: "Are you back?"
"I am back." It was not a friend who responded to him, but a hoarse male voice. Zhou Jiayu opened his eyes and saw a beautiful man.
The man's eyebrows are drawn, and the long white hair is behind his head. The body exudes a fresh sandalwood fragrance, and the black scorpion is staring softly at himself. Zhou Jiayu instantly jumped out of the uncontrollable heart. Before his friend said that he likes men, he only used to be joking. Until this moment, Zhou Jiayu was convinced that he really likes men and likes them. The person in front of you.
"Hello." Zhou Jiayu stuttered, "I, have I seen you there?"
The man raised his eyebrows and revealed an intriguing expression.
Zhou Jiayu did not know how to be a little scared, slowly pushing the wheelchair back a little, but he could not bear to retreat too much, can only continue to whisper on his head: "Is there anything?" ...why want to... look at me like this.
The man suddenly bent down and hugged him, the man's strength was great, as if to crush his body. Zhou Jiayu did not dare to move when he was scared.
At this moment, he saw a man's pocket, and slowly came out with a white piece of paper. At the beginning, Zhou Jiayu thought that this paper was just a sight for him. Who knows that the paper actually climbed over the top of his head along the man's back and began to excite his hair: "Dad, Dad!"
The piece of paper was screaming with a sharp voice.
Zhou Jiayu felt the fragmentation of his three views. He even began to wonder if he had never woke up from a dream.
"It's too thin." The man put his chin on the shoulder of Zhou Jiayu and said lowly, "I have to gain weight later."
Zhou Jiayu did not move, carefully asked if you admit the wrong person.
I don't know which point of the man touched this sentence. His breath suddenly became violent. He pinched Zhou Jiayu's chin and said that you know how long I have been looking for you?
Zhou Jiayu is full of glory.
The man kissed it directly.
The two men touched each other, Zhou Jiayu involuntarily grasped the man's shoulder, this feeling is so familiar, so that he even has a feeling that he has been talking with a man for a long time.
"I have been looking for you for a long time." The man said, "I only know that you are Zhou Jiayu. I don't know if you are a man or a woman. You are always young. Are you still alive?"
Zhou Jiayu was kissed with an uneven atmosphere, because the eyes of hypoxia even began to shed tears. He gasped with a big mouth and was scared by the fierce eyes of a man.
"But it’s good, let me find it." The man said, "I won't be able to sustain it."
He said that he immediately took Zhou Jiayu up and, with the exclaim of Zhou Jiayu, took him directly to the hospital.
Zhou Jiayu struggled with enthusiasm and even tried to call for help, but under the eyes of the man, the hard-earned one became a beggar.
What am I doing to be sorry for others? Zhou Jiayu secretly thought in his heart, how to make people like this, and how he is so thin, it should not be related to himself?
The car whizzed out of the hospital, and Zhou Jiayu said euphemistically whether he could call his friend.
The man threw the phone to him, and Zhou Jiayu said the password.
The man said a number, Zhou Jiayu said: "Hey, how is my birthday?"
The man sneered: "We have children, why can't you use your birthday?"
Zhou Jiayu: "..." He looked up silently and saw a piece of white paper on his head that was still indulging in his hair. "This?"
The man said: "Are you still abandoning?"
The white paper on the head suddenly stopped, and the elbow came down: "Dad, do you want to abandon the small paper?"
Faced with the blame of the white paper, Zhou Jiayu said in three seconds: "No, I feel happy over the head."
The man and the white paper, this shows a satisfactory expression.
The author has something to say: I was going to finish today, and then I will finish a few more chapters... You can’t shrink it.