Until Wei Yizhen arrived mixed with desolation.

"Yu Yan's mother and relatives have come from Yanzhou to take care of the funeral, so I have no right to intervene in dealing with the things left behind by You Yan." Wei Yizhen sat down on the chair beside Jingxiu's bed, holding A transparent file bag.

It was obviously painful to the point of numbness, but when the words "future event" and "behind me" that repeatedly reminded her that Ji Yuyan was really gone were pierced into her ears, Jingxiu still felt a heart-wrenching pain. The first time I heard about Yanyan's family, it was at a time like this...

"However, before her mother came, I cleaned up the scene. I think these things may be more in your hands." Wei Yizhen handed the document bag to Jingxiu.

Jingxiu's breathing became heavier, staring at the document bag in Wei Yizhen's hand like a rare treasure. She raised her hand, her fingertips shaking.

She squeezed the file bag, as if touching the last warm life of her beloved. She couldn't hold back any longer, sticking the document bag to her chest, pressing it tightly with her hands, tears pouring down like rain.

Wei Yi was really moved, and a sense of powerlessness spread throughout his body. How could this be a show? If Zhong Qingyu and the others really saw Jingxiu like this, would they still be able to speak out the sharp accusation that Jingxiu was just false and affectionate?

"It contains a manuscript of a song written by Yu Yan, probably for you. Because...the back of each sheet has your name written all over it. There's also a piece of jade, it's...the forensic handed it to me, it's Yu Yan finally held it in his hand."

Jingxiu bit her lower lip tightly, and her tears grew more and more violently, but she didn't make a sound, and the room was so silent that she could only hear her repressed and rapid breathing.

After a long time, she let go of her arms and tried to open the document bag by laying it flat on her knees. The opening was on the other side, but Jingxiu groped repeatedly without noticing it. Wei Yi really couldn't stand it any longer and helped her turn it over, Jingxiu's eyes inadvertently fell on the white jade button.

The scenes of the past replayed in her mind like a revolving lantern. It was Ji Youyan's bright frown and smile during her journey. It was Ji Youyan's shyness and charmingness when she asked her for the first time. ...

Suddenly, something came to Jingxiu's mind, and the whole person froze. She poured out the safety buckle and held it in her hand, like a drowning man grabbing the last straw.

"Yanyan still saves me!" Jingxiu murmured, his eyes full of hope, he couldn't wait to turn over the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

Wei Yizhen was shocked by her sudden words, suppressed her actions and questioned her: "What?"

Jingxiu restrained his agitation and explained to Wei Yizhen with a trembling voice: "Many years ago, Yanyan and I traveled in Tibet to rescue a master, saying that we saved him a life-and-death catastrophe. We are one or two. He gave us this pair of jade, saying that we will have a life-threatening disaster in the future, let us take it with us often to prevent disaster. But we don't think it is believed. He will have a solution, he is a master and can predict To this day, he will definitely have a solution."

It's like persuading Wei Yizhen and persuading himself.

It's too ethereal, something from the Arabian Nights. As long as Jingxiu still has some sense, it is impossible to believe such nonsense. Wei Yizhen only imagined that Jingxiu was overstimulated and unwilling to accept reality.

She was still considering how to make Jingxiu more rational, but Jingxiu didn't give her time.

"Where's Xiaoxiao? Let her book a flight right away..." She stepped on her weak legs and got out of bed, looking like she was about to leave.

Wei Yizhen had to remind her aloud: "Mr. Jing, the day after tomorrow will be Yu Yan's memorial service." She was afraid that Jingxiu would not be able to come back and miss the last part of her life.

Jingxiu stopped for a while, his fingertips resting on the table turned white with force, and he instructed in an unquestionable tone: "Postpone. Postpone the memorial service, let alone... No cremation..., wait for me to come back."

This is not realistic! Who does she think she is Ji Yuyan's now? ! Wei Yizhen frowned, and categorically denied: "Impossible." She was afraid that her tone would be too cold and hurt Jingxiu, and explained: "The day is decided by Yu Yan's mother, and the media obituaries are also published. Going out, she can't agree to change." It's even less likely to change for such absurd reasons.

"I'll convince her." Jingxiu said firmly.

"You can't convince her." Wei Yizhen was firm.

"You take me to see her." Jingxiu turned a deaf ear.

Wei Yizhen and Jingxiu eloquently analyzed the unreality of what she was thinking at the moment, but Jingxiu didn't seem to hear it at all. .

Wei Yi was really overwhelmed, she tried her best. The euphemistic Jingxiu couldn't understand, so she could only say straight: "Mr. Jing, it's not that I don't want to take you there, it's that...Yoyan her mother doesn't want to see you."

Jingxiu finally lost all movement as she wished.

After a long while, she lowered her eyelids, and her voice was so harsh that it seemed to be squeezed out of her throat, "Auntie blames me... Is it right?"

It was her fault, and she blamed herself.

Wei Yi really wanted to deny it, but he couldn't. Yes, Zhong Qingyu blamed Jingxiu and even hated her.

Wei Yi really acquiesced and said lightly: "Yu Yan's mother knows that you came to express her condolences to Yu Yan today. She asked me to help her express her gratitude, and then... she... It is inconvenient for those who think you are overjoyed to participate in the whitewashing. It's better to rest and recuperate. You don't need to worry about Yuyan's affairs here. It's their own family affairs, and they will handle it properly. After two days of memorial service, you and other friends will come to see Yuyan The last ride will be fine."

"Their own family affairs", "the same as other friends", the implication - she is an outsider, Jingxiu can't hear it more clearly. She bit her lower lip tightly, like a thin bamboo toppled by the wind, stubborn and fragile.

After being silent for a long time, she spoke again, still the same sentence: "Let me meet auntie..."

Wei Yi couldn't bear it anymore, and looked at Jingxiu as if he was looking at a paranoid madman, "Mr. Jing, please wake up! There is no regret medicine in this world, how could there be any resurrection medicine. People can't be resurrected! All of us are Accept reality."