The year when the mind is calm and depressed vs. The year of vicissitudes of life and loneliness
The wind in the Martyrs Cemetery is always cool.
Xie Qin came here today to see his brother Xie Qi who was no longer here.
The vegetation was quiet, and he bumped into Jin Weixi among the stone tablets.
He knew that this man was the orphan of his father's colleague. They had met each other at the memorial service back then. He was two years older than him, and he came here alone every year to pay homage to his parents who died in the line of duty. The smell of alcohol enveloped him in the dusk, and he was like a piece of duckweed that had been floating without roots for many years.
It rained heavily, and Xie Qin didn't say much, but just took the drunken man back.
He took him in and allowed him to inhabit his soul.
There was no excitement between them, and most of the time they just stayed quietly.
Occasionally we would go back to the Martyrs Cemetery together, thinking about the old friends buried deep in our hearts, and relying on each other's meager warmth to survive those difficult days.
They always think that they can stop and take a rest if they meet someone who is traveling the same way.
But some waves are born to overturn the sea of people.
Then the storm came.
Jin Weixi was not spared.
That inconspicuous encounter in the cemetery that year only left Xie Qin with a memorial ceremony that no longer had anyone to accompany him.
Intention: Painful people stay together, souls reside in each other, and the light and long affection cannot withstand the separation of fate.
