Two days before the new year, Luo Shaoheng invited Chen Zhan out for dinner. The weather was cold, and he suggested eating hot pot. Chen Zhan had no objection, and the two made an appointment to meet.
On that day, Chen Zhan had a temporary patient, so Luo Shaoheng went to the place ahead of time, ordered a pot of tea and waited for him to come.
The winter in City A is very cold. When Chen Zhan came in, he brought a chill on his body. He sat down opposite Luo Shaoheng, took off his coat and said, "Sorry, I've been delayed for a while because of something. Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"It's okay, I just arrived too." Luo Shaoheng poured him a cup of tea to keep him warm.
"Thank you." Chen Zhan warmed his hands and asked him, "When did you come back?"
"Two days ago." Luo Shaoheng gave him the menu, "I ordered some dishes, you can see what you want to eat."
"Have you ordered a drink? What do you want to drink?" Chen Zhan picked up a pen and marked some hot dishes on the list.
"Beer." Luo Shaoheng said.
"Beer?" Chen Zhan raised his head when he heard the words. Luo Shaoheng suffered from a serious illness in the past few years and has been taking care of him for the past two years. The two of them seldom touch alcohol when they have dinner together.
Luo Shaoheng joked: "Or do you like to drink Erguotou? Or hotpot with red wine?"
Chen Zhan looked at him for a while, and found that although his complexion was a bit haggard, his breath was much fresher, so he asked, "You... you seem to be in a good mood
Luo Shaoheng touched his face: "Can you see this too?"
Chen Zhan nodded, ordered a bottle of beer and another drink, handed the menu to the waiter and said to Luo Shaoheng: "Then drink less, you don't look very good."
Luo Shaoheng had no objection, he just wanted to drink something suddenly.
After the waiter went out, Chen Zhan took a sip of tea: "Tell me, what's the good news? Have you met your second spring in Switzerland?"
Luo Shaoheng smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were like Chunyang after the winter snow melted: "I met him."
His overly gentle and bright smile made Chen Zhan a little distracted. He had never seen Luo Shaoheng show such a smile in the past ten years, as if he was alive again, and couldn't help being curious about the person he was talking about: "Who did you meet? "
After asking this sentence, he suddenly had an answer in his heart. Before he could say those three words, he heard Luo Shaoheng say, "Shen Mucheng."
— That’s right, no one can save him except Shen Mucheng.
The last time Luo Shaoheng said that he met Shen Mucheng, Chen Zhan never believed it, but he didn't say the phrase "Are you sick again" because he saw him in a daze, for fear of irritating him again.
It took four full years for Luo Shaoheng to live like a normal person, and now no one wants him to return to the days when he was in the nursing home.
Putting the cup aside, Chen Zhan looked at him and asked, "You mean Shen Mucheng? What's the situation?"
Luo Shaoheng told him about the encounter with Shen Mucheng on the streets of Bahnhof, and Chen Zhan was surprised when he heard it: "You said he lost his memory?"
Luo Shaoheng nodded. Chen Zhan wasn't sure if what he said was true or not, so he thought for a while and asked, "Are you sure it's him? Isn't it someone else who looks similar?"
"It's not similar, it's exactly the same. Whether it's name or appearance, including the burns on his hands, they are all the same as Shen Mucheng." Luo Shaoheng shook his head and pointed to the position of his heart with his fingers, "And I believe in my own feelings. Tell me, I'm not mistaken."
Chen Zhan has never seen anyone before, so it's hard to comment, but he doesn't believe that a person who has been dead for ten years will suddenly appear again: "Then where is he now?"
"In City B." Luo Shaoheng said, but he didn't know the details yet.
Chen Zhan encountered such a situation for the first time. He wasn't sure if Luo Shaoheng had hallucinations again, or if he really met Shen Mucheng, so he said, "Then what are you going to do?"
"Go find him." Luo Shaoheng said without hesitation.
How deep is Luo Shaoheng's affection for Shen Mucheng and how much is his obsession? Apart from himself, Chen Zhan is the one he knows best. During the four years when Luo Shaoheng lived in the nursing home, he was the closest person to Luo Shaoheng. His face is spread out naked, which makes people moved.
So no matter whether the person Luo Shaoheng was talking about was Shen Mucheng or not, he couldn't stop him, and he couldn't stop him. Perhaps this was the only way for him to really get out of the past.
Thinking of this, Chen Zhan didn't worry about whether the person he said was true or not, and raised another question worthy of further investigation: "If Shen Mucheng is really alive, then who did the accident back then? The death report is indeed Shen Mucheng. The words of the city, unless... "
Having said that, he stopped and looked directly at Luo Shaoheng, both of them had the answer in their hearts.
Shen Mucheng is still alive, so there must be something hidden about what happened back then, and there must be something wrong with the death appraisal.
The two were silent for a while, and they were quite confused about what happened back then. Luo Shaoheng said: "I will go to the hospital after the Chinese New Year to see if I can find some clues."
"But it has been ten years now, so it may not be possible to find it." Chen Zhan said.
"I know, but I don't feel at ease until I find out." Luo Shaoheng said, this is a thorn in his heart, which has been pierced for ten years, and he will not be at ease until it is completely eradicated.
"Call me if you need any help." Chen Zhan hugged him, but didn't say any more.
"Of course, you won't be polite." Luo Shaoheng said with a smile, he and Chen Zhan have been friends for so many years, there is no need to be embarrassed, and Chen Zhan can also help with the relationship in the hospital.
After the meal, the two left the hot pot restaurant, and Chen Zhan asked, "Where are you going?"
"Go up the mountain." Luo Shaoheng put on his scarf. The uphill he said meant the cemetery.
"It's not that Shen Mucheng..." Chen Zhan stopped.
"Yeah, he's back, but I still have to take a look." Luo Shaoheng looked in the direction of the cemetery and smiled at Chen Zhan, "Call me anytime you want to come to the resort."
"Okay." Chen Zhan nodded, "Shall I see you off?"
"No, I came here by car." Speaking of this, Luo Shaoheng felt that the conversation was a bit familiar, and he remembered the time when he saw Shen Mucheng outside the cafe, when he chased after the overpass and couldn't find anyone, really There is a feeling that my heart is ashamed, but fortunately, I am blessed by God.
"What are you thinking?" Chen Zhan asked when he saw him lost in thought.
"It's okay, I'll go there first." Luo Shaoheng waved his hand and walked in another direction.
Chen Zhan waved his hand and left in the opposite direction.
Although the Chinese New Year is coming soon, the road near the cemetery is still very lonely. There are no ribbons or small lanterns hanging on the surrounding trees like in the urban area. The empty branches are covered with a little unmelted snow, which looks very depressed. .
When we got to the cemetery, it was as quiet as ever. Seeing him a little surprised, the security guard in the guard room came out with a warm handbag in his hand and asked, "Mr. Luo, why are you here at this time?"
"Brother Zhang." Luo Shaoheng smiled at the other party, "Aren't you on vacation yet?"
"Not yet." Seeing that his ears were a little red from the cold, the security guard quickly said, "Are you tired from going up the mountain? It's warm inside."
"No, I'll leave after a while." Luo Shaoheng declined, chatted with him a few words, and then entered the cemetery.
He was the only one in the cemetery, and the snow on the road had almost completely turned into water, wetting the ground, like the tears of those who came and went to worship, dripping on the ground, but those who left could not feel it.
It was only half a month since the last time he came to the cemetery, but Luo Shaoheng's state of mind was completely different. This trip to Switzerland gave him an unexpected rebirth.
Standing in front of the tombstone named "Shenmu City" again, he felt very complicated. He had scanned the tomb for ten years, but now he found that the one lying under the tombstone was not his lover.
He used to be very afraid of approaching this place for a while, because he didn't believe that Shenmucheng was dead. He once lived in his own illusion, thinking that he could be with the person in his fantasy forever; This place, because when he is awake, he can get a little closer to Shen Mucheng, leaning against him through the cold tombstone.
"Before I left, I said I would come to see you when I came back. I didn't break my promise." Luo Shaoheng took off the wet scarf on the top of the tombstone and shook it, shaking off the remaining snow on it. A small stone was placed on the scarf to press it. It was the security guard who helped put it up to prevent it from being blown away by the wind. Putting the shaken scarf back on, he took two steps back, looked at the photo above quietly for a while, and felt an urge to tear him off, but it was framed.
Finally, he reached out to wipe off the water droplets on the photo, looked at the tombstone and said, "Although I don't know who you are, but I will help you rebuild the monument. Rest in peace." He left without looking back, and the breeze blew He lifted the hem of his scarf, and the fringe underneath turned up in a small arc, as if waving goodbye to the past.