That day, Master Zhao and I were having a drink and dinner at Hao Zhai Lai and she mentioned this matter. She meant that there was a way, but she had already washed her hands. Everyone who left the crematorium would wash their hands. There was a black basin in the room. After washing their hands there, they would not interfere with the affairs of the crematorium. If they interfered once, they would be in trouble. No matter how big the matter was, they would be in bad luck. It might even cost them their lives.
"Master, please give me some pointers."
"In fact, this matter is not difficult to handle. It's just that no one knows how to handle it. Of course, I washed my hands. This is a matter of life and death. I have heard about this matter and hesitated for a long time. There is a sweeper in the crematorium. He has been cleaning here for forty-two years from the age of eighteen to sixty. Zhang Jianyihan, find it. Here is the address. You two go. Don't mention anyone. Tell the truth about everything you ask. If he gives you face, that's the best. If he doesn't, don't force it. This person doesn't talk much and is a bit weird."
I looked at Master Zhao, a sweeper who had been sweeping for 42 years. What skills could he have? I couldn't figure it out. Maybe this was the last resort
There is no cure, just like when you are sick, even if it is a street doctor, you have to try it, just in case it works? People all have this mentality.
The next day after get off work, Zheng Jun and I went to Zhang Jianyihan's home. It was a bungalow. In the city, bungalows are rare except for old Manchu-style houses. But there was such a bungalow in the city. It was a bungalow, but the architecture was British. We didn't expect it. We knew that this bungalow had been preserved because it was a British building. We didn't expect that someone would live here. What was the background of Zhang Jianyihan? I don't know.
We knocked on the door and an old lady with white hair opened it. She looked at us for a long time and her eyesight seemed not to be very good.
"We are from the crematorium. We need help from Master Zhang."
Zhang Jianyi Han actually let me in. The room was classic and elegant. You would never imagine that the old lady in front of me was the one who had been sweeping the floor for 42 years and had a very noble temperament.
We sat down and the tea came. The old lady was very clean and efficient.
"Master Zhang, I'm sorry to bother you."
"Nothing, I don't have many people here, I am happy when someone comes to talk to me, especially you guys from the crematorium. I am also happy to see you are so young, I was only 18 years old when I came to the crematorium."
The old lady was probably quite talkative because no one had spoken to her for a long time.
She actually invited us to have dinner with her, but we never said anything.
"Don't bother you, grandma, we can treat you."
"The food outside is not clean, but the food I cook is delicious."
We had no choice but to stay. Zhang Jianyihan’s food was indeed delicious, and the red wine was also tasty.
"When you two grow up, you can be my grandsons and granddaughters."
We just smiled.
"Okay, let's get to the point. You must have come here for something, and someone is behind this. Of course, I won't ask."
I told him what happened, and Zhang Jianyihan thought for a long time before speaking.
"Come back tomorrow for this matter and bring the girl with you."
We went back and it was dark. Zheng Jun grabbed my hand and I broke free. Zheng Jun didn't say anything.
That day I went home and sat on the sofa thinking, it seems that Zhang Jianyihan is not an ordinary person. She must have some skills, otherwise Master Zhao would not have asked us to find her.
The next day, Zhang Xiaoxue's parents were barely persuaded and Zhang Xiaoxue was brought to Zhang Jianyi Han's home.
The old lady saw Zhang Xiaoxue, grabbed her hand and said.
"This child is pitiful enough. He has a bad fate."
The old lady looked at me and said nothing. I understood what she meant. I couldn't let Zhang Xiaoxue hear it.
The old lady said to me in the yard, making an excuse to go out.
"You can't be together. If you are together now and you are pregnant, you must break up immediately. Divorce and never see each other again. The child will die in eight months and everything will be fine. But if you meet, I'm afraid there will be nothing you can do. This is called breaking the yang and breaking the feelings. Everything is broken."
"But she will die."
"No, but you must do it. I know you two love each other, but there is no other way. This is the best choice. Remember this. Of course there are other choices, but they are not good choices. If you don't want to do it, don't ask."
I didn't expect this to happen. Will Zhang Xiaoxue accept it? I think she should be able to, it's better than losing her life, but think about it, it's impossible. Zhang Xiaoxue is willing to live only three years for three years of love. Can she do it
I took Zhang Xiaoxue back to my home and told her about this. She looked at me in amazement and took a long time to speak.
"You don't love me anymore. I know you love Zheng Jun. Her family has a good background and can transfer you away from the crematorium. She is also prettier than me."
I can't blame Zhang Xiaoxue, it's her own idea to think that way. I told her what Zhang Jianyi Han said, and she looked at me and asked.
"Really?"
"real."
"But I don't believe it."
"There is one more thing, we can be together, no matter what happens, but I won't let you die. In three years, it will be me who dies, because I have already done it."
Zhang Xiaoxue covered her face and started crying. How could our love be like this? I couldn't figure it out.
Zhang Xiaoxue went home. I didn't sleep that night. She agreed. But how long can she hold on? I don't know.
No matter what, I will not meet Zhang Xiaoxue again. This is the best way to solve the problem.
Every day I work with Zheng Jun in the dressing room, but I have never been happy. I am thinking about Zhang Xiaoxue every moment. How is the child? How is she
In fact, we only didn't see each other for a few months, but Zhang Jianyi Han also said that after a few months, when this matter was dealt with, it would be the most important thing for them to get married and be together, because our love was short, and if life follows love, one of us will definitely die.
Zheng Jun taught me how to put on makeup. Actually, I don’t seem to have much interest in makeup. It seems more refined, as if it would bring me closer to my father.
I didn't expect to meet my mother that day. She was there to attend someone's funeral. I didn't say anything and just lowered my head. I felt sorry for my father if I talked to her, especially in this place. She actually came to this place. Wasn't she afraid that my father's soul would come to find her? You can always feel that my father's soul has not left the crematorium.
I was a little distracted while putting on makeup that day, and Zheng Jun reminded me several times.
After get off work, Mao Xiaoli was in the yard. When I came out, she waved at me. Wearing mourning clothes, Zheng Jun and I went over to her.
"Let's go eat together."
Mao Xiaoli got in the car after saying that, without giving me time to hesitate.
The food we had with Mao Xiaoli at Lihu was very good, and the wine we drank was also very good.
When I got home and took off my clothes, I found a small box in my pocket. I didn't know when she put it there. I was not in the mood to do such a thing at the moment. I was upset, but the box was already there, and it seemed that I had no reason to refuse. She did a lot of things for me.
I didn't take out the small box. I sat on the sofa and watched TV. It was a horror movie. After watching it for a few minutes, I thought it was ridiculous. The screenwriter was an idiot. I turned off the TV and stood in front of the window, just like my father. He had this habit. He turned off the lights and looked outside, with the cigarette flickering. I will never forget this.
I didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night. I felt a little out of control and was worried that Zhang Xiaoxue would suddenly come to find me, then everything would be over, because I only had one choice. Zhang Jianyihan told me that there was only one choice and there would not be a second time.
In August, Zhang Xiaoxue’s father called me and told me that Zhang Xiaoxue had a miscarriage and fell.
"Is he alright?"
"fine."
I let out a long breath, as if all this was over.
Zhang Xiaoxue seemed to be indifferent when she went to work. She would smile when she saw me but not when she saw other people. That smile was exactly what I liked. I didn't know what Zhang Xiaoxue was thinking. But I knew that we couldn't be together anymore. Three years of love was exchanged for a lifetime of life.
Of course Zheng Jun was happy, she had been waiting for such a day.
That day I bought some things and went to see Zhang Jianyi Han with Zheng Jun to thank her.
The old lady was very happy and kept chatting until dark.
I went home and my mother was waiting for me outside.
"What do you want from me?"
"right."
"Speak!"
"I want to go in and talk."
"No need for that. The smell of a dead body is very strong. You won't be able to stand it if it sticks to you."
The mother lowered her head.
"You shouldn't do that. I've been waiting for almost a lifetime for this day."
"I'm glad I didn't blame you. You killed my father, do you want to hurt me too?"
I never expected that my mother would come to my house and question me.
"My love is not guilty."
"I already did it, what do you want?"
"Remarry Zhang Xiaoxue and have another child. I beg you. I just want to see him once, and then you can do whatever you want."
I've reached my bottom line, except she's my mother.
"no."
I turned and went into the house and closed the door. She knocked on the door outside, but I ignored her. A few minutes later, she left.
I thought, I never want to see her again, maybe I will miss her. But, I don't want to see her.
I don't have a single photo with my father, which is a great pain for me. The photo of my father is on the wall, and he also has a stern face. It seems that as far as I can remember, he would only smile when he saw me, and never smiled when he saw other people.
But at that time, as long as I can remember, my mother told me not to get close to him, because he was a burnt-dead person and he smelled like a dead person. If you let him hold you, no other children would play with you anymore. So, I didn’t dare get close to him, but I also wanted to get close to him.
On this day, I had a lot of messy dreams. I said they were memories of my past life. Maybe they were!
I drove the car that Yinyan gave me into the crematorium. I hadn't touched this car for a long time.
Zheng Jun was dressed beautifully and when she walked into the office, I was also stunned.
“Does it look good?”
"nice."
"I'll treat you to dinner today."
I didn't take it too seriously. Sometimes I am a careless man.
Zheng Jun was very happy that day. As soon as I got off work, she asked me to get in her car and drove to Marriott.
I know that the Marriott Hotel is the most luxurious in the city. A meal there would cost at least two or three thousand yuan, and that's just for two people.
I found it a bit strange that when we sat down to drink, Zheng Jun mentioned that it was her birthday.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? I didn't prepare any gifts."
"In fact, you can definitely give me the best gift."
I was stunned for a moment, then I understood. However, I hadn't made up my mind yet, and my love for Zhang Xiaoxue still hurt me.
"It's okay. I can't do it today, but I will do it in the future. I have birthdays every year."
When Zheng Jun said this, I understood what he meant.
"sorry."
Although I didn't give Zheng Jun a gift that day, she was very happy. (To be continued)