Half an hour later, Jiang Wei came slowly, and walked in the door with her hands behind her back, as if she was here to inspect. After seeing Wang Lang, Jiang Wei smiled at Wang Lang.

"Why are you asking me to come here? Do you regret it? Want to break the contract?" Jiang Wei walked slowly towards Wang Lang.

Wang Lang smiled bitterly, "I'll give you something later, but you must be calm."

Jiang Wei sat opposite Wang Lang, "Isn't it your bitch that scared me?"

Wang Lang didn't say anything and handed Jiang Wei the paper and the phone with the USB flash drive.

Jiang Wei answered it with curiosity, and was stunned when she saw the handwriting on the paper, and then hurried to watch the video on her phone.

As soon as the word "girl" came out, Jiang Wei couldn't hold back and tears came out.

After watching the video, Wang Lang pushed the urn in front of Jiang Wei. Jiang Wei cried with a cry when she hugged the urn.

Wang Lang sat silently across from the other side, without saying a word, and turned to the waiter to signal to go back first.

The waiter wiped his tears and said to Jiang Wei before leaving, "Sister Xiaowei, don't worry, no matter what, we are there."

Jiang Wei cried so hard that she was heartbroken, and the crying echoed throughout the cafe, making her cry a little out of breath, and she was holding the urn tightly.

After a long time, Jiang Wei was tired from crying and lay weakly on the table holding the urn with her eyes empty.

He sucked his nose hard, Jiang Wei held his head against the urn, looked at the photo on the urn, and murmured with sobs, "Why? Why did you leave me alone? Why do you want me to leave alone? Do you know how hard I have worked for you? Didn't you say that you share the joys and sorrows? Why can you let me share the joys and sorrows with you? Do you dislike me for not being able to endure the pain? But have you ever thought about what I should do if you leave?"

Jiang Wei cried in pain while holding the urn.

Wang Langan sat quietly opposite him, saying nothing from beginning to end.

Jiang Wei's face was pillowed on the urn, her eyes were empty, and tears dripped on the urn.

Wang Lang whispered, "Don't drop tears on the urn."

"Jiang Wei didn't move."

"Legendary: Tears drop onto the urn, a few drops, how much suffering will people in another world suffer." Wang Lang said again.

Jiang Wei got busy, carefully wiped away her tears, and looked at Wang Lang blankly, "If I smiled at him, can he be happy in another world without any illness or pain?"

Seeing Jiang Wei's appearance, Wang Lang's nose felt sore for no reason and turned his head away.

"If you love him, just listen to him and live well, live beautifully and finish your work." Wang Lang said in a deep voice.

Jiang Wei put her chin on the table and stared at the photo on the urn, "But without him, how can I live beautifully? How can I live beautifully?"

Wang Lang didn't say anything, lowered his head and lit a cigarette, turned around to smoke, the smoke blurred Wang Lang's face that was twisted by the pain of the past.

The blood-colored face gradually became empty again in front of her eyes. Before she left, she smiled like a flower. If Wang Lang lived happily, there must be someone like her coming to love Wang Lang deeply.

The flesh on Wang Lang's cheeks was deeply concave and he took a deep breath of cigarettes. The short-term numbness that the mud thighs could only bring. If he could not get out of the past, he would eventually be swallowed up by the past like quicksand. Wang Lang had walked out for a while before, but the person who took Wang Lang out pushed Wang Lang away again. When the familiar face broke into life again, Wang Lang fell into the past like quicksand again.

That feeling was like bungee jumping. After an infinite sense of weightlessness, it was grabbed by something and bounced back, but it continued to fall at a certain moment, repeating itself.

Wang Lang in the underground world is a killer who kills people without blinking, a dragon king who calls the wind and rain, and a merchant who is rich and can rival a country. But in the face of feelings, Wang Lang seems to have a lot, but he feels like he has nothing.

A cigarette burned out, Wang Lang snatched out the cigarette butts, and Jiang Wei gently stroked the photo on the urn with her fingers.

"Who cooks for me when you leave, who washes my clothes, who sings for me, who accepts my little temper." Jiang Wei murmured to the photo with her face on her arm.

Jiang Wei sucked her nose and looked at Wang Lang with red eyes, "Can you sing a song for me? Any song is OK, I want to listen to the song."

Wang Lang stood up and walked straight to the small platform in the corner of the Aijie Cafe, with a guitar next to it.

Picking up the guitar, Wang Lang swipes the strings lightly.

He opened his mouth to sing "Xiaowei", then thought about it and sang it.

"I want to borrow the angel's wings and grab the rainbow in the clouds, and it always dissipates when it is about to touch it. The illusion of the long and long time is actually nothing. The fairy tale says that there will be a rainbow after the rain, but it has never been said. It will also become empty in a flash. If you want to hold the splendor tightly in your hand, you suddenly find that you are no longer here." Wang Lang looked at Jiang Wei, Jiang Wei stared at the air, his fingers were still gently rubbing the urn, and tears gathered into a circle on the table, reflecting Jiang Wei's appearance.

Wang Lang plucked the strings of the piano and continued to sing, "Standing in the endless world, looking up at the rainbow that once had you, and then fell into nothing in a blink of an eye. What is eternity? No one can have completeness, ohmylove!"

Jiang Wei held the urn tightly in her arms and closed her eyes gently. Tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes. The circle condensed by tears on the table was shattered, and Jiang Wei's shadow also became fragmented.

Wang Lang continued to sing softly after a slightly hoarse long tone, "I saw hope shining between the rainbows, and the light condensed with you and me. I no longer asked why you couldn't stay. I smiled and saw, love emerged, and the rainbow appeared again in the sky after the rain. The angel's favor kissed the world. I no longer asked why you couldn't stay. I let go of my obsession and smiled now."

In the song "Between the Rainbow", Wang Lang's voice was hoarse and low, but it was very pleasant.

Sing it to Wang Lang himself and to Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei held the urn and lay motionless on the table.

Wang Lang put down his guitar, lit a cigarette, looked up at Jiang Wei, and said nothing.

After a long time, Wang Lang put out the cigarette butts, walked straight towards Jiang Wei, and put the cigarette butts into the ashtray.

Jiang Wei is already asleep.

Wang Lang picked up Jiang Wei and wanted to take off the urn, but found that Jiang Wei was hugging her very tightly, so he had to take her away with her urn.

When he drove home, Jiang Wei fell asleep in her arms with her urn from beginning to end.

He hugged Jiang Wei into the house, and Wang Lang hesitated for a long time and turned around and left.

The next day, Wang Lang went downstairs to cook porridge for Jiang Wei. After knocking on the door, he found that there was no movement inside. When he opened the door, he saw that Jiang Wei was awake, lying on the bed, holding the urn tightly in his arms, and tears soaked the pillow.

Wang Lang put the porridge on the bedside table and said, "Get up and have some porridge."

Jiang Wei didn't say a word, closed her eyes gently, curled up, and hugged the urn even more dead.

Wang Lang inadvertently lowered his head and found that the photo on the urn was facing him. Anyone who had seen the urn knew that the photos on it were all smiling. Wang Lang saw Lu Yao smiling at him in a trance.

"Drink a sip." Wang Lang said again.

Jiang Wei said nothing, and closed her eyes tightly.

After calling the crew but not going, Wang Lang accompanied Jiang Wei.

In the afternoon, Jiang Wei still didn't eat or drink, and she just lay down like that all day long.

Wang Lang wanted to use strength, but Jiang Wei was afraid of it after a glance.

There was no way out, Wang Lang called Lin Yaqi and told him about the situation.

More than ten minutes later, Lin Yaqi came in. After entering the door, Wang Lang saw that Lin Yaqi had not changed her clothes. She was wearing only a half-sleeved body and her exposed arms were wrapped in plastic film.

There is a new tattoo on the arm.
Chapter completed!