Bear Diary

Monday, August 2010, 3

It was ten o'clock last night, and I received a call from my father, saying that Uncle Jiang, who was very close to our family, had just passed away.I couldn't tell what it felt like at the time, but when my dad asked me if I wanted to go to the hospital, I quickly agreed.

Uncle Jiang is not yet 50 years old. He is a classmate of both parents. He has been in close contact with his father these years.He has two great skills, one is driving and the other is drinking.When it comes to driving, although I haven't personally ridden in his car, my father said that there are not many people in Chengdu who can catch up with Uncle Jiang's driving skills.Besides drinking, this is what I have seen with my own eyes. It is no exaggeration to say that he is drunk 365 days out of 360 days a year.At least not once when I met him did he smell like alcohol.It was also alcohol that harmed him. High blood pressure, arteriosclerosis, liver disease, and brain atrophy were all caused by drinking.

It is said that Uncle Jiang was sleeping yesterday afternoon. When he heard someone knocking on the door, he got up to open it. He suddenly felt dizzy. He fell down and couldn't get up again.

Speaking of which, our family doesn't like Uncle Jiang very much, because he is often in a state of drunkenness, talking and doing things in a mess.Mom sometimes jokes that he has ADHD, right?I don't like being close to him too much.It was just that I was quite surprised to see my father not allowing him to drink when eating at the same table with him, and even serving him food himself.You know, neither me nor my mother has ever been treated like this by my father.

There were quite a lot of people when I arrived at the hospital. Uncle Jiang is a small head of the judiciary department and has a lot of social connections, which is why he can still drive around when he is drunk all the year round.Dad saw me coming and told me to go over.I know a few people in this group, most of them are my dad's close friends, and there are a few I don't know, probably Uncle Jiang's family.

Uncle Jiang said in front of me more than once how tall and powerful his son who is a policeman is, and he is over 180 tall and handsome. Now I glance around, but I don’t see anyone like him.Of course, I always thought he was talking drunk, 170 is still owed to him, can he give birth to such a son?

After a while, Uncle Jiang's body covered with a white cloth was pushed out, and everyone surrounded him.I didn't join in the fun, and stood relatively back. When I turned around, I saw a person leaning against the wall behind. He was about my age. He was staring at the ceiling with his head up. I followed his line of sight curiously, and found nothing interesting. thing.At this time, the man also noticed that I was looking at him, and turned to look at me, and I hurriedly greeted him.But he didn't bother to talk to me, and stared at the ceiling again.

Strange, I seem to have seen this person somewhere...

It didn't take long for those running away from favors to leave, and I was going to ask my dad to go with me.At that time, Dad was talking to Uncle Jiang's family, including the man who was staring at the ceiling just now.It turned out that he was Uncle Jiang's son. Now that he stood up straight, he looked 180 and very burly.I couldn't help feeling a little ashamed of Uncle Jiang.Uncle Jiang's mother said some polite words, just to thank Dad for taking good care of him all the time.Xiao Jiang and I are like the spirits behind our respective parents. I don't know what to say, and Xiao Jiang doesn't know what to think when he lowers his head.He might feel my gaze again, and looked up at me, this time closer, I saw his red eyes, and that uncomfortable look.I walked over and patted him on the shoulder. He tried to squeeze a smile at me, and then fell silent again.

I still think I've seen him somewhere, but I can't remember.

I said a few words to Xiao Jiang, he thanked us for coming, and said that Uncle Jiang always mentioned me and had been looking for a chance to meet, but he did not expect the first meeting to be on such an occasion.I said that Uncle Jiang usually takes good care of me, and Uncle Jiang also helped a lot when my grandfather left, which is as it should be.I also gave him my business card and told him to call me if he needed anything.

When I went home and talked about it with Serena, Serena asked me if I had a good impression of Uncle Jiang?Because I look pretty sad.I don't think it's good, it's just that a person who is usually alive and kicking in life suddenly disappears like this, and I feel a little emotional.Back then, my grandparents passed away after being ill for a long time. At that time, I didn't feel this way.Serena comforted me a few words, but he has never experienced such a thing, so he can only talk empty words.

Lying on the bed and thinking wildly, people are really fragile things, maybe one day they will suddenly disappear.The more I think about it in this way, the more pessimistic I become, and I can't help but increase the strength of holding Serena.Serena asked me what happened?

The impermanence of life and death cannot be controlled by people. What we can do is to cherish the present.I smiled, said nothing, and hugged him tighter.