Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"..." Fu Sheng looked at him, couldn't help but blush, looked away, and said nothing.

Biting your lip, holding back.

The baby in her arms was crying, as if she felt the sadness of the adults. She cried hard and kept crying.

Fu Sheng said: "You get up first."

He couldn't afford it, he just wanted her to agree.

He kept begging, but Fu Sheng never gave him the answer he wanted. In the end, Jun Lin said coldly: "Do what you have to do, and you will die sooner or later. If you really want to die, , raise the child and then die.”

"In this way, even if you die, you will have the dignity to go find Si Si."

During those days, he knelt for a long time.

For a long time - until the tears stopped falling, the limbs were frozen and unable to move, the whole person was silent, and the expression became calm and dull, like a clay sculpture that had lost its soul, leaving only an empty shell.

I knelt for a long time and was silent for a long time.

Finally one day, as if he had woken up and accepted the reality, he slowly supported himself and stood up.

Say nothing, just hold the child in your arms and leave alone.

Do what you should do - relying on these words, I have survived until now.

Now he has returned to his former self, always indifferent, not revealing his thoughts, and terrifyingly quiet and few words.

If you have something to do, you can do it. If you have nothing to do, you can sit alone from day to night, and from night to day.

It's like this every day.

He rarely smiled. Most of the time, he just held his lips and smiled calmly, with mechanical movements, and there was rarely any real emotion in his eyes.

He would often be in a trance, his pupils slightly out of focus, and he would look quietly at unknown places without speaking or moving.

Don't show your emotions, just suppress everything - your whole body is cold, your eyes are also cold, looking at everything indifferently.

It's like he is a bystander, a person who doesn't belong here. He just needs to watch with a cold eye. When the time comes, he can immediately withdraw and leave, resolutely looking back without any attachment.

Fu Sheng came to see him and sighed inwardly when he saw how strong he was in supporting himself.

She wanted to say something, but the words could only be said back and forth - no matter how much she said, she knew he wouldn't listen.

Knowing that she couldn't persuade him, she looked around, stayed quiet for a moment, and then started to change the subject: "Where is Nian Nian? Is she not here? Did she go to play with her good friends again?"

Jun Jiuge lowered his eyes and replied calmly: "Moyue went to see her uncle. She always likes to go there these days."

Fu Sheng understood, "That's it..."

"Aren't you going to follow?" she asked.

Jun Jiuge slowly poured tea for her and said, "If I go, it will only disappoint her. She doesn't want me to follow her all the time."

If she didn't want to, he didn't bother to follow her, and he didn't want to interfere too much.

To her, he only cared about his homework and didn't want to worry about anything else.

Fu Sheng nodded, looked at him, and said nothing.

His eyes fell on the tea in the cup. The tea was clear and the remaining leaves were stretched and light, floating in the sky.

She looked at the leaves on the tea, took a sip slowly, and said, "The weather has been good these days, everything is coming back to life, and the tea tastes a lot better."

As she spoke, she looked at the indifferent Jun Jiuge in front of her and whispered: "Go out for a walk more...walk more, see more, and think about it, maybe it can make you feel better. "

"..." Jun Jiuge didn't answer, speechless and still cold.