At the beginning of summer, Gu Chutong's condition suddenly deteriorated.

Because she did not want to continue to "live" on the day when death really came, she had her trachea cut open and a ventilator that could never be removed, so she signed a consent form for non-invasive rescue. So the day when Death came to pick her up and leave, everything was relatively peaceful, and her fluctuating electrocardiogram became weaker and weaker, and finally turned into a straight line, and there was no more fluctuation.

There are all kinds of people in the inpatient department, and the nurses are used to all kinds of patients, but they are still very concerned about Gu Chutong, a girl who is deaf and mute and terminally ill. In addition, Gu Chutong always smiles at everyone, and everyone likes this patient very much.

On the day she died, several nurses who were accustomed to seeing life and death were silent for a long time.

Jiang Xiangyang's conservatory of music had a long summer vacation, almost three full months, and at this time he had already returned to China after the summer vacation, so he was able to attend Gu Chutong's funeral with Wen Xun.

The funeral was very simple, it was held at the home of Gu Chutong and Shang Xuelin. All the things in the living room were removed, a posthumous photo of Gu Chutong smiling brightly was placed, and a permanent lamp was put on, turning the living room into a simple mourning hall.

Because they all grew up in an orphanage when they were young, they didn't have any relatives who needed to come to mourn, just a few friends and a few work partners who came to express comfort and nostalgia.

Wen Xun and Jiang Xiangyang both wore pure black civilian clothes, and Wen Xun still didn't know much sign language, so when Jiang Xiangyang and Shang Xuelin communicated, she just stood quietly on the side. She noticed that Shang Xuelin's dark circles were very deep, and he seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

Sure enough, no matter how much you think about it, it's still hard to bear when you really face the departure of your beloved.

The funeral didn't follow any set course, so it ended quickly. Wen Xun and Jiang Xiangyang helped Shang Xuelin clean up together, and they were among the people who left late. After they went out, they were suddenly stopped by a girl who also came to attend the funeral, Wen Xun, who was distracted, was startled, and after listening for a while, she realized that she was asking Jiang Xiangyang for a photo and autograph.

Jiang Xiangyang was also stunned, after all, he had never encountered such a situation. After thinking about it, he replied, "It's okay to sign an autograph, just ......take a group photo" He looked embarrassed, "Isn't it inappropriate, after all, today is Chu Tong's funeral, why are we here to take a group photo with a smile?"

Rao Yini, who made the request, also realized that she had made a unreasonable proposal, and smiled wryly.

She was just an employee who later worked in a cat café, and she came to the funeral today as a courtesy, and she didn't feel much about Gu Chutong's death - would you have any sincerity for your boss? No. Although Gu Chutong is quite good to her. But she still thinks it's not a big deal, after all, the good salary between her and her boss won't go up, this boss has passed away, and there is another boss.

It was her surprise to meet Jiang Xiangyang here today - it would be better if there wasn't a Wen Xun standing next to him.

Since Jiang Xiangyang and Wen Xun appeared at the funeral together, Rao Yini has been constantly looking at Wen Xun. She was dressed in black clothes with no decorations, and the makeup on her face was very light and light, almost without makeup, so she looked a little haggard. When Jiang Xiangyang and Shang Xuelin spoke, she stood aside and watched quietly, her eyes full of regret and sadness.

But what Rao Yini noticed was that Wen Xun was very beautiful.

She snorted in her heart, thinking that if the men were really mixed, they would find beautiful girls. It's not that she doesn't know that Jiang Xiangyang and Wen Xun are childhood sweethearts on the Internet, but she doesn't believe it, she thinks it's just hype. Although she is not a rich person, she has seen rich people, and she thinks she knows what virtues rich people are.

The relationship between Jiang Xiangyang and Shang Xuelin seems to be quite good, after all, Jiang Xiangyang can actually communicate with Shang Xuelin in sign language. Rao Yini secretly decided in her heart that she must rely on her job to have some relationship with Jiang Xiangyang.

What's the benefit of a part-time job, it's good to marry a rich person, it's really not good to be a lover and it's quite nourishing - this is Rao Yini's philosophy of life.

Moreover, she firmly believes that she is not as ugly as Wen Xun, and she is good at showing off her strengths and avoiding weaknesses in dressing, which is more than enough to be a lover of a big star.

In order not to leave any bad impression on Jiang Xiangyang, Rao Yini did not continue to ask him for a group photo, but found a tube of lipstick and a tissue from his backpack, and smiled at him, "I didn't bring a pen and paper with me, why don't you sign a name like this?"

Jiang Xiangyang, a straight man, was embarrassed again, "How do you write on a tissue...... Or do you use lipstick?" he subconsciously turned his gaze to Wen Xun beside him, "Xiao Xun, did you bring a pen and paper?"

Wen Xun rummaged through his bag when he heard this, and really took out a notebook and a pen. This notebook was left in her backpack during her internship for emergencies, and she hardly used it, but it was still quite new. She felt that it was not appropriate to tear off a page of paper and give it to others as if it were a charity - after all, it was not the age when everyone was dictated by the teacher together, and at that time, if someone didn't bring a notebook, they would indeed tear one off from someone else.

So she handed the pen and notebook to Jiang Xiangyang, and after Jiang Xiangyang signed it, she directly handed the notebook to the girl in front of her, and said to her, "The notebook is also given to you, thank you for liking." ”

Rao Yini took it with surprise and joy on the surface, but she was complaining in her heart - I don't like you, what are you thanking for?

However, Jiang Xiangyang was quite surprised that he had such a strong dependence on this Wen Xun.

It is said that Wen Xun is not a dull person, on the contrary, she is quite good at capturing other people's careful thoughts. But today her attention was really all on the funeral, even if it was simple, even if it was over now.

She doesn't flaunt herself as naïve, but after all, she is still a girl who is about to graduate and has not entered society, and it is a little hard to imagine that someone would have some crooked thoughts and bad ideas at someone else's funeral. But in fact, there will be a large number of people who regard all public places as places for them to use their social skills, and funerals are no exception.

After saying goodbye to Rao Yini, Jiang Xiangyang and Wen Xun left holding hands, and the two were still talking about Shang Xuelin's Gu Chutong, and no one felt that there was anything wrong with the episode just now.

Wen Xun also muttered to himself, "I must exercise well, and I can't let myself die in front of you." ”

Jiang Xiangyang couldn't help laughing, "Then won't you be sad if I die in front of you?"

"That's right......" Wen Xun frowned a little distressed, and after thinking for a while, she suddenly came to a conclusion, "We have to eat and sleep well together, we have to die together!"

“...... Can it be so precise? Exercising is to prolong life, but not to control one's own death, if you can really control it, you will live forever. ”

Wen Xun glared at him, "You're so boring." ”

Jiang Xiangyang hurriedly stopped talking poorly, and changed his words, "Okay, okay, I'm not interesting, I'm not interesting." You're right, we have to die together. Maybe in the future, technology will be developed to the point where people can adjust their own death?"

The corners of Wen Xun's mouth twitched, "You dare to think more than me." ”