She saw a figure swaying in the passenger seat and wanted to go forward to take a closer look, but was stopped.
It’s Officer Lu.
His face was full of anxiety, and his scar made him look a little hideous.
Lin Jiaqiao didn't know why he had this dream.
She looked to the side and saw Ms. Qiao almost fainted from crying, and Qin Guan was supporting her.
Officer Lu's mouth moved rapidly, and he was probably saying something. Just as Lin Jiaqiao was about to listen, the man's voice of admonition suddenly rang in her ears.
He repeated something over and over again, but it was too noisy around them and Lin Jiaqiao couldn't hear clearly.
The urgent ringing of the phone woke Lin Jiaqiao from his dream.
It snowed all day yesterday. Outside the car window, the lush green protective forest spread out in the endless white, blending with the azure sea in the distance. It was so magnificent that it was heartbreaking.
Lin Jiaqiao looked away in surprise. She took out her phone and found that today was February 2, 2021.
Today is Lin Dapeng’s birthday and also the first anniversary of his death.
She and Qin Guan were on their way to the cemetery.
Was everything that happened before just a dream
Lin Jiaqiao felt a chill on his face and reached out to wipe it away. He realized he was crying.
Qin Guan had been looking at her in the rearview mirror. He was frightened by her tears and immediately stopped the car aside.
He pulled her hat down and covered her eyes. "Don't look. We're almost there."
It was on this road that Lin Dapeng had the accident.
Qin Guan looked at her distressedly, "What do you need me to do?"
Lin Jiaqiao wiped his tears with his tie and said, "I'm fine, you can continue driving."
“… I just, had a dream.”
"I dreamed that my father was not dead, and Xiao Xiangzi and I reconciled. We, we—"
—We are very happy.
It turns out that this was all just a dream.
Lin Jiaqiao was looking for tissues and accidentally touched a hard object.
It was the diamond earring, sparkling and stuck in the gap.
She was staring at the earrings in a trance when she heard Qin Guan say:
"When did you quarrel with Xiang Xiaoyuan?"
"Didn't she say the day before yesterday that she would come over to worship today?"
Lin Jiaqiao raised his head in surprise: "What did you say?"
Qin Guan startled her and explained, "I didn't mean to pry into your privacy. I heard it from Ying Zhiwan the day before yesterday when we were chatting."
At least he shouldn't be someone Qin Guang is familiar with.
No, at this time, he should still be a missing person at least.
Could it be that everything that happened before was true
Lin Jiaqiao's heartbeat was uncontrollably rapid. She asked tentatively, "Ying Zhiwan, are you okay?"
Seeing that she had calmed down, Qin Guan started the car again: "Same as always, neither good nor bad."
"He complained to me the day before yesterday that Xiang Xiaoyuan wouldn't let him eat hotpot."
The past really changes!
The phone was still ringing, and it was still Mr. Hua calling.
Lin Jiaqiao just pressed the answer button when Hua Zong's anxious voice came out:
"Boss, the message you posted yesterday about a young man taking photos and blocking the road was complained by fans. The platform said that if we don't make corrections and apologize, they will have a talk with us."
"What should we do? Do it the same way as before?"
Lin Jiaqiao clearly remembered that she had previously forwarded a rumor about a young hunk allegedly staying overnight at a sponsor's house.
It really changed.
This realization gave Lin Jiaqiao great confidence. She said, "What's the old way? We did nothing wrong."
"The platform is just trying to scare people. Only agencies with administrative powers are qualified to hold talks. Do they have the qualifications?"
"If you have such a strong sense of justice, why don't you talk to the marketing account? Isn't it because the young hunk has paid enough?"
"Aren't you in a hurry to go home after get off work or school? Who wouldn't be tired after a busy day? Who wouldn't want to take a hot bath and go to bed quickly?"
"Who does he think he is, closing off an entire road."
"Why is he doing this during working hours? He has to pick a time when there are many people getting off work. Isn't this just causing more trouble?"
"We will not apologize, nor will we delete the news. I will take responsibility if something goes wrong."
After she hung up the phone, Qin Guan said, "Lin Zhizhi is alive again."
At this time, the two arrived at the entrance of the cemetery. Lin Jiaqiao said "hmm" and got out of the car. Then she thought of the diamond earring. She took it out and asked, "What's going on?"
Qin Guan was also surprised. He took it, looked at it carefully, and said, "It's Gu Yiming's."
"Besides you, he's the only one who's ever sat in my co-pilot's seat."
Lin Jiaqiao was furious: "Even if you want to lie to me, you should find a legitimate reason. How can you treat me like a fool—"
She was about to curse, but the car behind her became impatient and honked its horn several times.
Qin Guan said hurriedly: "I'll go find a parking space, you can go up by yourself."
There were patches of holly planted on both sides of the steps. Some snow had accumulated on the holly leaves, making them look like blooming little white flowers.
The cemetery is gray. The light gray steps and dark gray tombstones are not happy colors.
Today is not a special day, there are not many people coming to the cemetery, and it is very quiet around.
The previous days were too lively, and Lin Jiaqiao was a little uncomfortable with the loneliness.
I should have gone to the parking lot with Qin Guan just now. She thought and looked around again.
Occasionally, a few pedestrians passed by, and she couldn't help wondering if one of them had killed me.
Suddenly, he heard footsteps behind him. Lin Jiaqiao turned around and saw that they were coming towards Xiaoyuan.
She was wearing a black cashmere coat, her hair was neatly tied up, her shoes were also black, and she was holding a bunch of sunflowers in her arms.
Lin Jiaqiao recalled the figure he had seen last time, and it was indeed her.
Seeing her looking at him, Xiang Xiaoyuan walked quickly over and hugged her gently, "Sorry, I'm back just now."
At this moment, Lin Jiaqiao finally had the real sense of changing the past.
Lin Jiaqiao was very excited and didn't know what to say, so she hugged Xiang Xiaoyuan in the same way. She whispered, "Long time no see."
"Long time no see." Xiang Xiaoyuan was a little melancholy. "I didn't expect that I would be gone for four years."
Lin Jiaqiao didn't know if her memory of the past had changed, so she asked tentatively, "Ying Zhiwan, how is it?"
Xiang Xiaoyuan said: "The situation has been relatively stable recently. When he heard that I was returning to China, he kept clamoring to come back."
"Last year was really dangerous. I stayed in the ICU for half a year."
She looked a little sad. "Actually, I feel very guilty. I always feel that I am too selfish and that is why he has to suffer so much."
Lin Jiaqiao said: "Don't think like that."
"Remember, Ying Zhiwan didn't want to live. But because of you, he lived four more years."
"Don't give up. Live one more day and earn one more day. Maybe you can find a suitable bone marrow tomorrow."
Xiang Xiaoyuan smiled, "Lin Zhizhi, why are you always so sunny?"
"You know, I was worried."
"After your uncle left, you have been in a bad state. You look very gloomy and lifeless. I asked Qin Guan, and he said that you rarely talked to him."
"I thought at the time that something must be wrong since you didn't even pay attention to Qin Guan."
"I called Fairy Gu. I couldn't understand what she said, but it seemed very serious."
"And I was looking at you from behind just now, and for a second, I thought I saw a homeless person."
Lin Jiaqiao lowered his head and checked his clothes.
She was wearing a gray down jacket today with a black sweatshirt underneath.
There was a white spot on the sweatshirt, which looked like a trace of toothpaste. There were a few suspicious stains next to it, I don't know if it was coffee or oil stains from food.
Because it has been washed too many times, the down jacket has lost its original appearance, and white fluff is leaking out from the gaps.
Lin Jiaqiao suddenly forgot what he looked like now.
She took out her cell phone and saw a haggard face, with dry and split hair, dull skin, bloodshot eyes and two dark circles that almost reached the chin.
She pursed her dry and chapped lips, not knowing how she had gotten herself into this state.
No wonder everyone is worried about her.
Xiang Xiaoyuan helped her brush away the fluff that had emerged: "I have personally confirmed now, you are fine."
"It's okay, Lin Jiaqiao. Everyone has the right to be sad. Once we are done being sad, we must move on."
"You told me this, remember."
"Come on, take me to see Uncle Lin."
Lin Jiaqiao knew that she had problems, but it was her family and friends who helped her to cheer up.
Xiang Xiaoyuan placed a bouquet of flowers in front of Lin Dapeng's grave and distributed the rest to his neighbors, asking them to take care of Uncle Lin.
Lin Jiaqiao was the only one left in front of the tombstone.
She quietly looked at the black and white Lin Dapeng, and Lin Dapeng also looked at her with a smile.
Lin Jiaqiao thought she could hold back her tears, but they still flowed out of her eyes without any warning.
Her father was clearly alive, and they even celebrated his birthday. Why did her father turn into black and white when she woke up
A cloud of gray appeared in Lin Jiaqiao's peripheral vision, and he knew that Ms. Qiao had arrived.
She wiped away her tears and forced a smile at her mother.
Before she could say anything, Ms. Qiao stuffed the tissue into her hand and said, "Go back and cry. It's windy here, and if you cry about the pain in your face again, it will be disturbing."
While the two were talking, Gu Yiming started arranging the fruits again.
He was still the same, but very thin, with a pale face and seemed like he could faint at any time.
Seeing him take out the mango, Lin Jiaqiao hurriedly made a "catching" gesture, and the next second, the mango that was supposed to fall landed steadily in her hand.
Everyone was very surprised and said to Xiaoyuan, "Lin Zhizhi, you are still as skilled as ever."
Lin Jiaqiao smiled at her and squatted beside Gu Yiming, "Brother, let's go together."
Gu Yiming smiled in that gentle and shy way again.
His eyes were still red, and he looked like he had been crying.
Lin Jiaqiao felt even more guilty.
Gu Yiming looks forward to the Chinese New Year every year, because of her, his New Year is filled with gloom.
Sensing Lin Jiaqiao's guilt, Gu Yiming whispered, "I am crying in the wind. It's the wind that's blowing me."
He added: "I have been with my aunt all morning. I will not cry in front of her."
"Don't blame yourself anymore. Your uncle will be sad if he sees you."
Patting Lin Jiaqiao on the head, he asked, "Where is that kid Qin Guan?"
Thinking of the diamond earrings, Lin Jiaqiao felt a burning anger in her heart. She said unhappily, "Go park the car."
Gu Yiming was puzzled: "You two, had a fight?"
Lin Jiaqiao immediately denied it, "No."