Zhang Wei's funeral was held on the third day.
There were many people attending the funeral, but most of them were elderly people. Yang Jian seemed so out of place among the crowd.
Zhang Wei's son Zhang Wenwen cried very sadly. Many people came to comfort him, but most of them were young people. "I didn't expect Ah Wei to be gone too. He has always been in good health. Did he think he could live a long time?"
Not long ago, I saw him wandering around the community with a cane. "Oh, the community won't be lively anymore without Ah Wei." The community is about to be demolished, and we old guys don't know if we can see each other again in the future.
The old people gathered together to chat and express their own emotions. At Zhang Wei's funeral, Yang Jian saw an acquaintance.
He was also an old man, he looked about eighty years old, and had a gentle temperament, but he seemed not in good spirits and felt a little sick.
The old man seemed to have seen Yang Jian. She was a little surprised at first and seemed to wonder if she had seen it wrong. Then she walked towards this side anxiously with the support of a young man.
"You, you are. Yang Jian?"
The old man was a little nervous and tried to ask.
"It's me, Miao Xiaoshan. I didn't expect to see you again at Zhang Wei's funeral." Yang Jian nodded calmly.
The old man burst into tears when he heard the familiar voice. She grabbed Yang Jian's arm and said, "Why are you back now?"
She kept repeating this sentence, with mixed feelings in her heart.
"In that cruel era, many things were not up to us to choose, weren't we?" Yang Jian explained.
"How long have you been back? Why didn't you come to me? I've been waiting for you to come back." Miao Xiaoshan said while crying, looking at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian said: "I just woke up a few days ago. I originally planned to go see you, but something happened and I was delayed. How have you been over the years?"
"It's not bad. I don't have to worry about food and clothing. I don't have to worry about food and drink. I'm just not happy." Miao Xiaoshan lowered her eyes and couldn't help wiping her tears.
Yang Jian looked at Zhang Wei's portrait not far away: "Zhang Wei, too, was not very happy."
If you hadn't left, maybe everything would have been different. "Miao Xiaoshan said. "If I don't leave, everyone will have no future. "Yang Jian sighed softly: "My choice at that time was not wrong. If I had not blocked the supernatural era, I don't know how many people would have died in this world. Compared with that desperate era, now it is considered the best result. ""But you came back too late. It would be great if you came back twenty years earlier. You have to come back now." Miao Xiaoshan, who had always been gentle, was very angry at this moment. She used her weak and old The palm of his hand slapped Yang Jian, as if he wanted to vent the unhappiness of these years. "Grandma, you have a bad heart. The doctor said you can't get emotional." At this time, the young man on the side hurriedly stepped forward and helped Miao Xiaoshan to keep her calm.
Yang Jian glanced at the young man calmly.
Then he said, "Don't worry, she's fine." The young man looked at Yang Jian in surprise. He didn't know what kind of story there was between grandma and this person. He only knew that grandma had been waiting for a man named Yang all his life. Someone appears.
Is this him? But why so young
The young man took a few glances and couldn't see anything special about Yang Jian. "Jiang Yan gave me a suggestion before.
Let me give each of you a chance. If you are willing, I can let you go back to your youth and live a new life. Yang Jian said.
Miao Xiaoshan stopped her hand at this moment, and said with tears in her eyes: "But Ah Wei refused, right?"
"Yes," Yang Jian said.
"Of course, our life is over, what can we do when we are young again? Our parents, relatives, and friends have all passed away. There is nothing to care about in this world. Even Awei is relieved. I What can’t you let go of?”
After Miao Xiaoshan finished speaking, he looked at Yang Jian: "The only thing I remember is that I want to see you again. Now this wish is fulfilled, even if I die one day, I will be satisfied."
"I feel relieved if you think like this." Yang Jian said.
"We have already lived a lifetime, even if this life is not perfect, it will eventually pass away, but what about you?" Miao Xiaoshan's eyes flashed with tears: "How should you spend your life
You will have no family, no friends, no one will know you, and you will not die. "As he spoke, he touched Yang Jian's cold and heartless chest again: "In your body that is comparable to a god, there is a miserable soul trapped in it." "You can save the world, but there is nothing you can do. To save ourselves, it’s not us who really need those sixty years, but you.”
"Because we didn't lose you during these six years, but you completely lost us." You are obviously so pitiful and in pain, but I can't do anything, I can't help you. "
"Yang Jian, I'm sorry." Miao Xiaoshan said with tears, because she couldn't imagine how cruel it was to leave Yang Jian alone in this world when all her generation had passed away.
"Some things always have to be done by someone, and in this cruel era, someone has to carry them." Yang Jian's expression remained calm: "It was not fate that chose me, but I chose fate."
"Yes, sixty years ago you could ignore the supernatural resurrection at all and live very well with your abilities. That era may have been hopeless, but your life must have been perfect. But why you, why was it you in the end? After resisting all this, there are obviously so many top people." Miao Xiaoshan showed a complicated expression.
Yang Jian said: "Because I want to protect everyone around me. 2", Jietian Emperor Forum "I know, I know, you have always been like this." Miao Xiaoshan murmured, and then slowly stretched out his old palms. Slowly left the cold chest: "If one day you can't hold it anymore, go back, go back sixty years ago, go back to No. 7 Middle School, go back to that night self-study." "We are all waiting for you in school. "Yang Jian didn't speak, just silent.
"I'm leaving," Miao Xiaoshan looked up at Yang Jian again, as if he wanted to imprint this face in his mind forever.
"Where to go?" Yang Jian asked.
Miao Xiaoshan shook his head: "It's not important." I understand. Do you need me to give you a gift at the end? "Yang Jian asked again.
"No, don't come." Miao Xiaoshan said with tears, "I'm afraid I can't help but continue walking with you."
"Then you have a good journey and remember to be happy." Yang Jian reached out and touched the old face. Just like when he was young, Miao Xiaoshan shed tears without saying a word, and then with the support of the young man next to him, He turned around and left.
This funeral not only buried Zhang Wei, but also buried her past. Yang Jian watched Miao Xiaoshan leave. He knew that this departure would mean goodbye forever.
The funeral ended after Miao Xiaoshan's figure completely disappeared from sight.
Yang Jian then turned and left alone. He walked on the strange yet familiar road in the community and returned home unknowingly. The lights at home are still bright, but the building is old and slightly different from what I remember.
After walking in, Yang Jian saw Jiang Yan and Liu Xiaoyu busy. They were cleaning the old house and clearing away many unused things.
"Yang Jian, you are finally back. Where have you been? The house is so dirty. Liu Xiaoyu and I have been cleaning it for a whole day and still haven't finished it." Jiang Yan smiled immediately when she saw Yang Jian, and she immediately greeted him Going up, I felt particularly happy.
Yang Jian couldn't help but feel a little confused when he saw the young Jiang Yan.
It seems like it was still sixty years ago and he just slept for a day. At that time, Miao Xiaoshan was still studying, Zhang Wei was still playing in the company, and his mother was still growing vegetables in the yard. Even Zhang Liqin did not die, but was just dressing up in the room. "I went to attend Zhang Wei's funeral." .”
Yang Jian came back to his senses and said.
"What? Is Zhang Wei dead?" Jiang Yan was surprised, because in her current understanding, Zhang Wei was still very young. "Sixty years have passed, and Zhang Wei is no longer young." Liu Xiaoyu said, "You have no memory, so you should have common sense." "Jiang Yan just realized that now she is not living in the past, but sixty years later, and many things have become different.
"Yang Jian, are you okay?" Liu Xiaoyu said.
"It's okay." Yang Jian shook his head: "Zhang Wei refuses to continue living. For him, his whole life has passed."
"Yes, their lives are over." Jiang Yan sighed and said, "If they want to live, you can make them go back to their youth." Yang Jian looked at the house: "This house The house is so old that there is no need to clean it. I will take you out of here tomorrow."
"Then we will come back." Jiang Yan said with some reluctance.
She has been here a long time, and this is her home.
"Yes, I will let people rebuild Guanjiang Community. When the reconstruction is completed, we will come back." Yang Jian said.
"good."
Jiang Yan nodded and then said, "It's a pity. It would be great if Sister Qin is still here. She cooks delicious food. Why don't you give her a chance too."
"It took too long for her to pass away." Yang Jian said, "But if I have a chance, I can go and talk to her."
"That's good." Jiang Yan smiled. In this strange era, she also longs for more acquaintances around her.
Being alone is too lonely. If you are with some familiar people, then you will not be so lonely.
On the second day. Yang Jian was about to leave Guanjiang Community. He has no reason to stay here now. This dilapidated community will soon disappear with the passing of those old people.
But before leaving, he had something to do. "You guys wait for me at the door. I'll go in and have a few words with Wang Shanshan. Tian Yangjian came to the small temple.
"Okay." Jiang Yan and Liu Xiaoyu nodded. They were waiting at the door with their suitcases.
"Yang Jian." Suddenly, Liu Xiaoyu opened the door at this time: "If Wang Shanshan is willing, come with us. She has been here all her life and should see the outside world." Yang Jian did not look back and entered. Zhi walked into the small temple. Inside the temple. Wang Shanshan was still wearing the white dress as before, and she was wiping the golden statue at the moment. Although the statue was lifted up again, it had been deformed and could not return to its previous appearance. "You didn't come to the funeral yesterday." Yang Jian said. Wang Shanshan's movements did not stop, she was still wiping the blood on the statue. She said: "Awei is already dead, so what will happen if I go? He and I have lived in this community for sixty years, not least the last one." one side."
"What are your plans for the future?" Yang Jian asked. Wang Shanshan was stunned for a moment. Yes, what else can you do in the future? He sent away his parents Wang Bin and Wang Haiyan very early, and now Ah Wei is also dead, and there are not many acquaintances left in this community.
"I have stayed here because I have a thought here. If I leave here, I have nowhere to go." Wang Shanshan continued to wipe the statue. "You can come with me and take you to see the new future." Yang Jian said. Wang Shanshan turned around at this moment, with a very cold expression on her face: "Actually, I have been thinking about a problem these past few days." "What problem?" Yang Jian asked slightly curiously.
"Are you Yang Jian?" A look of suspicion appeared on Wang Shanshan's cold face.
Yang Jian's expression changed slightly and he said, "Why do you have such an idea? Do you think I am fake and a fierce ghost?"
"You didn't show up when I called Yang Jian that day, and you also said that human skin can't tell lies. Do you still remember what the first sentence was when the human skin was in your hand
Wang Shanshan said calmly and Yang Jian immediately said: "Of course I remember, the first sentence on the human skin paper is: My name is Yang Jian. When you see this sentence, I am already dead." "But this is not important, the supernatural is always full of Due to the uncertainty, you can't deny my existence just because of a name or a word from the human skin. Maybe this is also a trap laid by the human skin."
"This is not important to others, but it is very important to me. I have been waiting for an answer all my life. No matter what the result is, I hope that the answer is true and not false." Wang Shanshan said: " In fact, I have the simplest and most direct way to find out whether you are Yang Jian. Do you want to
Don't want to give it a try.
Yang Jian frowned slightly: "What method?" Wang Shanshan washed the rag in her hand, and then continued to wipe the golden statue. She said, "If I ask you to kill me, will you do it?"
"Why do you say that?" Yang Jian looked at her and asked.
A smile appeared on Wang Shanshan's fair face at this moment: "If it were Yang Jian, he would definitely not take action, right?"
"Of course, I won't kill you." Yang Jian said seriously.
"I believe what you said." Wang Shanshan nodded slightly: "Of course it is impossible for Yang Jian to kill me, but if it is a ghost boy, that is not necessarily the case. It will obey my orders, even if it means letting it kill me. "So you think I am a ghost boy, not Yang Jian?" Yang Jian asked.
Wang Shanshan put down the rag in her hand. She looked at the cleaned golden statue in front of her, then turned around and said, "I feel a familiar breath on your body. Don't forget, I stay with the ghost boy." It lasted the longest, and I will never forget that kind of smell in my life.”
"If you are not Yang Jian, then I must die, because a perfect god cannot leave any flaws. This is Yang Jian's lifelong hard work, and there cannot be flaws because of my existence."
"If you are really Yang Jian, please forgive me for this kind of distrust test." "Don't do this, test me with your own life. This is cruel to both you and me." Yang Jian Wang Shanshan gave a very sincere advice and ignored Yang Jian's advice. Instead, she walked over with a smile and finally stopped in front of him.
"Tell me, what is your real name now.
"The name that reporter He Feng got from Liu Xiaoyu is Yang Jian." Yang Jian said. Wang Shanshan looked at him deeply and said, "Yang Jian, if I die, please fulfill Yang Jian's dream, become a perfect god in this world, and completely end this supernatural era."
"But now, I hope you will kill me and bury my body together with the golden statue under this small temple." Seven minutes later. Yang Jian walked out of the small temple alone.
Liu Xiaoyu and Jiang Yan have been waiting at the door for a long time. "Yang Jian, where is Wang Shanshan? Does she agree to come with us?" Jiang Yan asked.
"She wants to stay here." Yang Jian did not stop, but continued to walk forward.
The two hurriedly followed. "Yang Jian, what are we going to do after we leave here?" Liu Xiaoyu asked.
Yang Jian stopped for a moment, then looked back, and then said: "Go and end the supernatural era completely."
The figures of the three people gradually moved away, until golden light flashed by, and their figures disappeared again.
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