curse

Chapter 46

Bai Bi's mother died.

She got the news early in the morning, it was a phone call from the mental hospital. When she received the phone call, Bai Bi was lazily lying on the bed, the rain in late autumn was falling outside the window, and the room was dark and damp. lifeless.Bai Bi calmly listened to the explanation from the psychiatric hospital on the phone, but in fact there was no explanation, she was just notified to go to the funeral.Bai Bi didn't say a word on the phone, just listened to the scribbled narration. In the end, she didn't even ask about the cause of her mother's death, but just said softly, "Thank you for your trouble." Then she hung up the phone , sitting on the bed in a daze, watching the raindrops hit the window glass, and then slide down bit by bit, like a small waterfall in the dry season.

But she didn't panic like others, and she didn't shed cheap tears. She just looked out of the window quietly, then got up to wash up, and ate breakfast step by step, but she didn't put on makeup, just looked at her face in front of the mirror.She still chose the black dress, which she thought was very suitable for similar occasions. In fact, she wears this dress no matter what the occasion is now, just like a woman who was in mourning for three years in ancient times .Then, she took a black umbrella, took some relevant documents and procedures of her mother, and went out.

The rain in late autumn was icy cold, even though she was holding an umbrella, some raindrops splashed on her face and penetrated into her skin.She gently wiped the rain off her face, and got on a bus bound for the suburbs.The bus on a rainy day seemed very empty. She sat on the seat without any expression, silently watching the colorful city in the rain gradually fade away, like paint washed away by the rain.

The car drove very slowly in the rain, and it took a long time to arrive at the gate of the mental hospital. Bai Bi walked in the gate as usual, but with an extra black umbrella in his hand.She didn't run directly to the small garden as she did in the past, because she knew that her mother was not in the small garden now, to be precise, her mother should be in the morgue now.

Bai Bi walked into a white building and found the doctor in charge of her mother inside.The doctor also looked very tired: "I'm sorry, your mother has passed away."

Bai Bi lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you, thank you for taking care of my mother for so many years." She also nodded to the nurses around.

"At 6 o'clock in the morning, we found that your mother had passed away during our rounds. After the inspection just now, we can confirm that your mother committed suicide. She died because of taking a large amount of sleeping pills. Question about sleeping pills , we are actually very strict. In the past few years, your mother always complained about insomnia, so we gave her sleeping pills, but we only gave her one tablet each time, no more. But now we found that in her There are many sleeping pills hidden in the underwear. It seems that she did not take the sleeping pills we gave her, but hid them secretly from our eyes. It is really unexpected, your mother is a very good It's a pity." The doctor sighed with emotion.

Bai Bi listened slowly, her expression still unchanged, she just said softly: "Then my mother's suicide may have been prepared a long time ago."

"I'm not sure about this. It's also possible that she has prepared for herself the path of suicide, which is also a choice. Judging from the number of sleeping pills she has taken and hidden, she has prepared for at least five or six years. However, after so many years, She has always chosen to live, but now she suddenly chose to die, which is really puzzling. In this regard, I did not notice her psychological changes in time, and I have to take responsibility."

"No, doctor, I am very grateful to you for taking care of my mother. You don't need to blame yourself. I respect my mother's choice of life and death. I think she must have her own reasons for her choice. As long as she can be happy , I feel relieved." She nodded to the doctor again, and bowed.Then she continued softly, "Can I see my mother?"

"of course can."

The doctor took her into the morgue, and then the nurse pulled out the mother's body from the freezer.The mother's expression was so serene, her lips were slightly closed, as if she still had something to say, and her pale face was still wrapped in air-conditioning, as if buried in ice and snow, turning into a pile of beautiful jade.Now the mother's skin is almost translucent, not scary at all, but it makes Bai Bi feel closer.

The doctor said softly: "Look, your mother's expression is so peaceful, she must have ended her life in a dream."

"If that's the case, then my mother is still happy." Bai Bi replied softly, she was afraid that she would wake her mother out of the freezer, and almost used every word in her voice.

Yesterday, Bai Bi had already received a call from Ye Xiao, telling her that Wen Haogu had died, and he died peacefully. Ye Xiao didn't say anything else, but just let her stay here honestly these days. Don't go anywhere at home.And now, the mother is also dead, is this just a coincidence?She looked at her mother's face, hoping to get an answer from her mother's face, and she thought of the scene of seeing Wen Haogu at the gate of the mental hospital that day.In fact, she had guessed a long time ago that her mother might have had some kind of delicate relationship with Wen Haogu, and Bai Bi could even express her tolerance for this, because she understood that as a woman, she had been living alone without her husband for more than ten years, enduring Pain and suffering, after all, when my father died, my mother was only 39 years old, which is the most mature age for a woman.Only Wen Haogu can fill this gap. However, my mother does not seem to be developing in the direction that ordinary people imagined. Maybe they are a little conservative in archaeology.Bai Bi has never communicated with her mother on this issue, and she seems to have been avoiding this issue, but now that her mother and Wen Haogu have both left this world, Bai Bi suddenly wants to understand this issue urgently, but , which will remain a mystery after all.

Bai Bi's eye sockets were finally a little moist, but the ancient liquid still didn't flow out, and after turning around, it returned to the eye sockets.She said softly: "Thank you doctor, let's go."

They walked out of the mortuary, Bai Bi said: "Doctor, you don't need to accompany me anymore, you have fulfilled all your responsibilities, I want to go to my mother's ward alone and sort out her belongings."

The doctor left after a few polite words, and Bai Bi came to his mother's ward alone.When she walked into this room, people in the ward looked at her with strange eyes, and she understood the meaning of those eyes.There were four beds in the ward, and the only one that was vacant was her mother's bed. When I saw that bed, my mother was still sleeping on it just a few hours ago.Bai Bi touched the bed sheet with her hands, and seemed to feel a lingering warmth. Suddenly, she had the emotion of someone leaving the bed.

The lighting in the ward was good, but it was still raining outside the window, making the room shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere. The sound of rain dripping came in through the glass window, as if it was bubbling in her heart.

"Bai Bi, your mother has already passed away, so let's move on with my condolences."

It was the poetess, she came to Bai Bi, dragged her to sit by the bed, and continued to say guiltily: "Bai Bi, it's too unexpected, I didn't take good care of your mother, I'm really sorry for you."

"No, thank you for taking care of my mother for so many years." Bai Bi nodded to her and said softly.

"Actually, for your mother, this might be a way of relief."

"relief?"

The female poet nodded and said: "Yes, although your mother looks like a normal person on the surface, most of the time she can remain calm and calm, and she is quite cheerful, at least much better than me. Sometimes I think she Even more normal than normal people, but, over the past few years, I feel that your mother's inner world is full of pain. I used to be a poet, so I am much more sensitive than ordinary people. Because of my sensitivity, I can perceive your mother's inner world. pain."

Bai Bi said with some guilt: "As a daughter, I might as well know my mother better than you. I really feel that I am incompetent."

"Don't say that, just because you are her daughter, she has kept some things from you, understand?"

"Maybe, I know that what my mother endures is the unbearable sadness and loneliness that ordinary people can't bear." Bai Bi sighed softly, and suddenly thought of herself, why is she not like this.

The poetess was silent for a while, then she suddenly approached Bai Bi's ear and whispered softly: "Tell you, someone came to see your mother yesterday afternoon."

"Who?" Bai Bi's heart trembled suddenly, who could it be?Usually only she and Wen Haogu would come, and there were no other relatives in the family, and Wen Haogu was dead.

"It's a woman. A young and beautiful woman, yes, about your age and as beautiful as you, tall, with long hair and very fair skin. Especially those eyes are very special, when I looked at them yesterday afternoon The moment I saw her eyes, I suddenly had an urge to write poetry. She came to look for your mother, and I led her to your mother. It was very strange at the time. I was stunned for a while, staring at the girl's face for a long time, your mother's eyes were almost unblinking, which made me feel a little scared."

"What's that girl's name?" Bai Bi interrupted her, although she knew it was impolite, but she already had that name ready in her heart.

"I don't know, she didn't say. At that time, I thought it was some relative of your family, or your cousin, don't you know each other?"

Bai Bi didn't answer, his eyes were a little dazed.

The poetess continued: "But the way your mother looked at her was really strange. Then, your mother held the girl's hand tightly and said, 'You are finally here.' The girl sat next to your mother and began to talk. gone."

"What did they say?"

The poetess shook her head and said, "Bai Bi, you know that I will never overhear when you are talking to your mother. So, when your mother talks to that girl, I am far away. After about half an hour, I saw the girl leave the small garden and go out through the gate. Later, I went to see your mother again, and she just sat there blankly. She didn't say anything, I felt a little strange, but she didn't show signs of illness, I thought maybe the girl said something to your mother, which made your mother feel a little uncomfortable. So I took her back to the ward, Let her go to bed. Unexpectedly, when I checked the room early this morning, I found that your mother had passed away. She must have secretly taken sleeping pills in the middle of the night while we were all asleep. "

"Is that all? Didn't my mother say something else?"

"No, that's all I know. The only thing I heard from your mother was 'you are here at last'. It sounds like your mother has been waiting for the girl to come. Bai Bi , you really don’t know that girl?”

After Pausing for a while, Bai Bi said flatly, "I don't know. Thank you for telling me this."

Then, Bai Bi opened her mother's bedside table and cleaned up the things left by her mother.Mother left nothing but a change of clothes.She took these clothes and put them in a bag, planning to burn them all when she went back, and send them to the kingdom of heaven for her mother to use.

Suddenly the female poet said: "Bai Bi, please wait a moment, I still have something to give you." After speaking, she took out an envelope from her cabinet and handed it to Bai Bi.

The envelope had not been opened, and a few pieces of letter paper inside the envelope could be taken out from the outside.The envelope is white, but it has turned yellow, and there is a faint musty smell, which seems to be many years old.There are no stamps or addresses on the envelope, only a few words written in pen——From my son Bai Bi.

It was her father's handwriting, and Bai Bi recognized it at a glance. It was the handwriting of her father who had been dead for more than ten years, and there was absolutely no mistake. Her father left many manuscripts, and she had already read them by heart. , the pen writing written by my father, each stroke is so special, no one will imitate it.This is a letter from a father to his daughter, but there is no signature of the writer on the envelope.

The female poet said softly: "Bai Bi, several years ago, your mother entrusted this letter to me for safekeeping. She said that after she passed away, she would hand over this letter to you. Here Before, no one could see this letter, including you of course. Now, I will hand over the letter to you intact, please keep it. "

Bai Bi understood that this was a letter written by his father many years ago, and it had been kept by his mother, until now it came into his hands.The liquid in her eye sockets was finally uncontrollable, just like the rain outside the window, it splashed onto the back of her hand bit by bit.She raised her head and wiped her tears, then forced a smile and said to the poetess: "It's too much trouble for you, I will come to see you next time when I have time. Goodbye." Then she bowed to the poetess bow.

Bai Bi put the letter in his bag, and left here with the clothes left by his mother.Holding an umbrella and walking out of the gate of the mental hospital, she looked back at the building in the cold rain, suddenly feeling more and more stuffy in her heart, and gradually felt a little out of breath.

(End of this chapter)