In the chaos, the door of the venue was opened, and Jiang Chun and Wei Yizhen brought people out to meet them. Together, the two covered Jingxiu with their clothes, protecting her from moving quickly to the door, while the security guards and bodyguards stood in a line of defense not far away to block the restless media.
The heavy wooden door creaked shut, separating the inside and outside of the door into two worlds. There was no more screeching outside the door.
The mourning hall is very big and the lights are very white. Ji Youyan just moved here not long ago. Apart from the elegiac couplet and the posthumous photos on the table, there is only a solitary ice coffin.
Jingxiu entered the door, and his eyes hit the ice coffin parked in the center. She shuddered all over, her legs were tensed, her back was turned to everyone, and she walked calmly and steadily towards the ice coffin covered with blankets step by step.
No one spoke for a while, only the ice coffin that was connected to the power source was buzzing, with the sound of Jingxiu's footsteps, one after another, dull and depressing.
Jiang Chun, Wei Yizhen, and Yao Xiao stood by the door and did not dare to disturb Jingxiu. Seeing that Jingxiu was standing beside the ice coffin for a long time without moving, they exchanged glances anxiously, ready to step forward.
Jingxiu suddenly averted his gaze from the ice coffin, looked around the mourning hall, and said softly, "Where's Yanyan?"
Beside the white cloth to pay homage, her face seemed to be whiter than the cloth, her eyes were bloodshot red, but there was a soft smile on the corner of her lips, which was so strangely permeating. Jiang Chun, Wei Yizhen, and Yao Xiao all froze for a moment, horrified.
No one dared to answer her, and they didn't know how to answer her.
Jingxiu's eyes swept across Jiang Chun, Wei Yizhen, and Yao Xiao, and asked again as if to herself, "Where is Yanyan?" She opened her eyes without blinking, but her tears fell uncontrollably.
Still terribly silent.
She stopped asking and stood stubbornly, as if waiting for Ji Yuyan to suddenly come out from a certain corner.
After a long time, the little curvature of the corners of her lips completely dissipated. She bit her lip, bent down slowly, and stretched out her hand as if she wanted to touch the blanket covering the ice coffin but didn't dare, her whole body trembled uncontrollably.
Jiang Chun moved his throat, and his eyes suddenly turned red. She had never seen Jingxiu, who had always been calm and steady, look like this. Just as she was about to step forward to comfort Jingxiu, Jingxiu suddenly straightened up again, stretched out his hand and grabbed the metal candlestick on the table, and smashed it hard on his head.
Jiang Chun's pupils dilated, and she screamed in fear, "Xiu Xiu!"
Yao Xiao ran and slid to Jingxiu's side, snatched the candlestick in Jingxiu's hand, and wrapped Jingxiu's arm to prevent her from moving, sobbing and crying in fright.
Jingxiu's whole body went soft and her eyes were straight, as Jiang Chun and Yao Xiao touched her head. She kept thinking, why
Is it not painful enough? Why is she in so much pain that she can't wake up from this nightmare.
The hair on Jingxiu's temples was wet with blood. "Go to the hospital!" Jiang Chun said anxiously, "Yizhen, can you help me get in touch?" Ji Youyan's mother couldn't take the blow, and she was still in the hospital. Wei Yizhen should have taken care of the hospital.
Jingxiu suddenly struggled violently, trying to reach out and grab another candlestick on the table.
Wei Yizhen quickly removed the candlestick, and yelled at Jingxiu with a gloomy face, "Stop making trouble! You..." What's the use of being so affectionate when someone dies! She knew that her unprovoked anger was nothing but anger. Ji Youyan's death was completely accidental, and even Ji Youyan took the blame for herself. As an ex-girlfriend who had already clearly ended her relationship with Ji Youyan, Jingxiu had no responsibility whatsoever. But she just couldn't help it.
Jingxiu raised his eyes to look at her, the despair in his eyes made Wei Yizhen suddenly lose his temper.
She quivered her lips, and finally found some gentle words, "Mr. Jing... I'm sorry. You won't feel at ease when you see you like this."
But her words ruthlessly exposed the reality, and the delayed sense of reality struck Jingxiu with a thousand swords. Jingxiu was already at the end of the battle. Hearing that, it seemed that all his strength had been drained, and he completely fell on Jiang Chun and Yao Xiao.
Let her go in peace, what about her? What will she do
She closed her eyes and finally burst into tears. "why… "
Why do this to her? She wants freedom, she gives her freedom; she needs career, she gives her career. She gave everything she could, she did everything she could, she asked for nothing, as long as she knew from a distance that she was living happily and beautifully. Are you even stingy to give her this
Hearing her sobbing question, Wei Yizhen thought she was asking about Ji Youyan's cause of death, and replied sternly: "According to the scene and forensic identification, homicide and suicide are ruled out, obviously because of alcohol poisoning and massive stomach bleeding."
There was obvious pain in her voice. It was she who took it too lightly; how could she leave her alone; how could she believe what Ji Youyan said was okay, she wished Jingxiu from the bottom of her heart; she found out that it was too late... When she was late and broke into the door, Ji Youyan had already There is no point in saving.
Closing her eyes, Ji Youyan's voice, face and smile were still vivid in her mind, but in a flash, she turned into a cold corpse covered in blood. When Wei Yizhen thought of that scene, her heart clenched into a ball, and guilt and regret overwhelmed her.
But Jingxiu was still questioning her, "Why?" The voice was harsh.
"Why don't you stop her from drinking? You know she has a bad stomach, so why don't you stop her?" She accused her.
Why? Why should she accuse her? Wei Yizhen's chest heaved violently. She endured and endured, biting and biting her back molars, and irrational words rushed out: "How can I stop it! Tell me how I stop it!"
"Why? I'll tell you why! Jingxiu, if you don't get married, she will drink like this... "
Before she could finish her words, Jiang Chun interrupted her anxiously and angrily: "Wei Yizhen, you fucking shut up!" She glared at Wei Yizhen with red eyes, as if trying to kill.
What the hell are you snapping hats on? When things became like this, everyone felt very sad. But Jingxiu and Ji Youyan broke up for five years, and there was no contact. It was five years, not five days.
Accusing Jingxiu of getting married? Why? During those years together, did Jingxiu feel sorry for Ji Youyan in the slightest? From the moment of breaking up, isn't it a tacit giving up the qualifications to own each other and knowing clearly that one day the other party will hold hands with others? Isn't everything Ji Yuyan's own decision? Doesn't it mean that she has no intention of reconnecting with Jingxiu after five years of no contact? According to Wei Yizhen's logic, Jingxiu deserves to be alone forever if Ji Youyan does not have an accident? Well, back 10,000 steps, if Jingxiu really knew this was going to happen, she would definitely continue to live her life as a grave. Does Ke Jingxiu know? Jingxiu doesn't know!
That is to say, Jingxiu still loves Ji Youyan with all her heart, so she is still standing here in grief for Ji Youyan, and she wants to die or live. But this is not the reason why Wei Yizheng accused Jingxiu of course!
Wei Yizhen also realized that he had lost his words, took a deep breath for two seconds, and held his forehead in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry... I... I can't choose what to say. I'll contact the hospital."
Jingxiu still listened to her heart. She stopped crying and lowered her head. There was no sound for several seconds, only the tears that kept falling on Jiang Chun's hands let Jiang Chun know that she was still awake.
Suddenly, Jingxiu let out a few laughter, mournful and sad. Jiang Chun wrapped her arms around her more and more nervously, but she bent her arms unconsciously and placed them on the blanket of the ice coffin.
The knuckles slowly curled up, and Ji Yuyan's face that made her dream about was revealed little by little while the blanket was being pulled...
She closed her eyes, her eyelashes were long and curled, her lips were rosy, as if she had just fallen asleep peacefully.
As always, she was heartbroken.
Jingxiu struggled with his arms, Jiang Chun loosened his strength and gave her freedom, but he was still always on guard against her doing stupid things again.
Jingxiu lowered his head, his eyes were affectionate, and through the glass, his fingertips slid fondly over Ji Youyan's forehead, the bridge of his nose, his lips...
It never occurred to me that the reunion would be like this.
It's like never thought that maybe she still loves her, and she will know it in this way.
If so, it is better to never see it, and it is better to never know.
Jingxiu leaned down and kissed Ji Yuyan's lips through the glass, tears pouring down like rain.
Yanyan, tell me, what are you thinking
Why did she never understand Ji Yuyan. If she still loves her, why should she be like a beggar in love when they are together, humbly begging for her occasional favor and favor. After breaking up, it's not that she didn't give Ji Yuyan another chance. In the second year of the breakup, she had a cheap attack, because she heard that Ji Youyan would participate in the "National Big Production" and accepted the variety show at the expense of herself, but Ji Youyan chose to quit after she accepted it and avoided it. She thought that breaking up was really the release Ji Yuyan had been praying for for a long time, right? She couldn't understand Ji Youyan's attitude again, and it would be really shameless to keep entangled.
But if she doesn't love her, why should she be like this for her
But none of that matters anymore. Love it or not, she doesn't care anymore.
She just wants her to live well. All she wanted was for her to sit up and smile at her as she did when she was twenty years old. Even if she forgets her again, it would be fine if the strangers in the world have nothing to do with each other.
As long as she lives.
"Get up." She choked against the glass.
"Get up, get up for me." Her voice full of crying grew louder. Jiang Chun and Yao Xiao's hair was astringent.
"Ji Youyan, get up for me!" She tried to open the ice coffin but couldn't find the switch, and finally slapped it on the coffin with her palm, screaming.
The ice coffin was shot with a loud bang, and the electric lights flickered on and off. Jiang Chun and Yao Xiao were shocked, afraid that she would act too radically again, and hurriedly wanted to tie Jingxiu again.
But Jingxiu didn't wait for them to stretch out his hand, he tilted his body and fainted.
She lay motionless on the ice coffin, the blood on her hair, together with tears, was dyed under Ji Youyan's eyes, like the blood and tears she shed.