Ji Ningyi came to pay homage to Si Tian. He seemed to be blocking his past memories. But after he returned to the familiar villa and saw Ji Zhile’s notebook, he felt fragile and subconsciously came to see his mother again, still like a child.
He didn’t buy anything. He just sat on the cold ground and looked at the photo on the tombstone. This was a photo of his mother before she was pregnant with Ji Zhile. It was the most beautiful age. When Ji Ningyi saw this photo, he thought of many things.
Why did it become like this? At that time, he felt that he was the happiest child in the world.
With slightly sour eyes, he took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album, pulled out the locked photos, and read the contents one by one:
“The first person he called was Mom. He is indeed my cub.”
…
“Happy one year old, my Ningyi.”
“Happy two years old, Ningyi is my most beloved baby.”
“Happy three years old, grow up well, be safe, and happy forever”
Ji Ningyi lowered his voice and choked with sobs.
But, Mom, I was not happy at all afterward.
He spent his life searching, trying to make up for the misfortunes of his childhood, but he couldn’t fill them with all the filling.
He could only dig out Si Tian’s previous Weibo, screenshot it, and save them one by one, and then he took a look at them occasionally, knowing that his mother liked him, and those happy memories were real and not his fantasy.
Why did it change? Were you really sick?
Ji Ningyi recalled what his college roommate said about him.
Ningyi, sometimes you made us feel like you had been replaced.
The roommate said this in a joking tone, but Ji Ningyi just laughed and revealed it at the time.
It was tiring to pretend all the time, so he would occasionally reveal a little bit of his true face on purpose. Looking at the expressions of the people he was frightened, he found it inexplicably funny and said that it was just a bad joke.
But at this time, he remembered this nonsense again. In fact, he had thought about it many times.
Ji Ningyi stood up and arranged his clothes. He whispered to the tombstone: “Mom, goodbye.”
There was a cold wind and a little rain that night. After returning home, Ji Ningyi had a little cold, but the next day was Grandma’s birthday.
Grandma had been away for three years. Every year on her birthday, the three of them went to pay homage. It was also a rare opportunity to gather together.
After getting in the car, Ji Ningyi coughed. Ji Jiangzhou asked, “Did Ningyi catch a cold?”
Ji Zhile’s side said with a strange expression: “You deserve it.”
“Zhile.” Ji Jiangzhou reminded him.
Ji Zhile curled his lips and stopped talking.
The brothers had been at odds with each other for many years, and no one could reconcile them.
Ji Ningyi remembered the grudge book that he saw last night, raised his eyes, and glanced at Ji Zhile. The two brothers’ eyes met.
Ji Zhile turned his head away, lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, and pointed to it: “Surprised, a little cold actually caused death. Ha, it’s quite interesting.”
Ji Ningyi closed his eyes lightly and ignored his provocation.
At this time, he was thinking about his life.
Ever since Ji Zhile was born, he had not been able to ask for anything, and his life had changed drastically, so he later used all his bad emotions on Ji Zhile.
Did he regret it?
It didn’t seem to be because he knew that he would still do that if he experienced it again. His suppressed emotions always needed a point of venting.
He had always been unhappy and unhappy. If his mother had not changed, would his life be different from now?
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