Maybe sometimes life is so good that even God will be jealous. Wang Sisi's plane was caught in an unexpected storm and thunderbolt and unfortunately crashed, and she was also damaged by the fragrance. When the bad news came, Wang Bing was sitting on the sofa at home watching TV to relieve the sadness of parting.

When Tang Jian found out that Wang Bing's mood was very wrong, he rushed back as soon as possible.

The moment he pushed open the door, he saw Wang Bing lying on the sofa in the living room, his face was already weak and grayish, his eyes were completely swollen from tears, and his eyes were full of dead silence, just like the kerosene lamps used in the countryside in the sixties and seventies were about to burn out, leaving only despair and coldness.

"Bing'er, what are you, what's wrong with you, what's going on?" Tang Jian stepped forward quickly, threw himself on the sofa, hugged Wang Bing, looked up and down, and his heart was in a mess.

Wang Bing was motionless, his eyes stared directly at the ceiling above his head, the previous tear stains had not yet dried, and new tears quietly fell, from his cheeks to his hair, from the sofa under his head, to the clothes on his shoulders, all of them were wet with tears, as if they had just been drenched in heavy rain.

"What's wrong with you? What's going on? Tang Jian picked up Wang Bing, sat down behind her, and let her lean on him, anxious. He was suddenly so scared, Wang Bing's desperate and indifferent eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, completely lifeless. As far as he knew about Wang Bing, if she hadn't suffered a particularly big blow, she would definitely not be like this. Thinking of this, he was even more anxious, but there was no way at all, the only thing he could do was to accompany her quietly and wait for her to speak first.

Just such an hour passed, Wang Bing gradually regained his senses, his eyes were like a dry river, and he could no longer shed a single tear. She stared blankly at the ceiling, as if her soul had gone to another world, and that she was left with a body that could still breathe.

"Bing'er, what's wrong with you? You're scared to death. Tang Jian's voice was as gentle as cotton that had just bloomed.

Wang Bing's eyes blinked when he heard his voice, and he slowly turned his head to look at Tang Jian, his eyes full of pain and sorrow that Tang Jian's heart was about to break.

"Bing'er, what the hell is going on? You also say something, what's the problem? Isn't it still me?"

"Old Tang, Sisi, Sisi, she is gone. ”

"What did you say?

"She's gone forever, she's gone, she's so young, God, why don't you open your eyes and see. Wang Bing's heart seemed to have been cut off by someone, and every word he said was bleeding. She clutched her chest and bent her body, like a long-term sick patient, and her whole person was seriously hollowed out by excessive sadness.

Wang Bing's words were like ancient texts, and Tang Jian always felt incomprehensible for a while. A strong sense of unreality enveloped him, and he pointed at Wang Bing and asked, "Who did you say left?" Do you mean our family Sisi? I don't believe it, you are joking. Hahaha, you're definitely kidding me. Sisi is only how old she is this year, and she was fine when she left in the morning, and I personally sent her to her. ”

Wang Bing suddenly hugged Tang Jian in his entirety, and cried heartbreakingly, his voice full of coldness and desolation.

"Old Tang, I'd rather believe that this is not true, Sisi is my life!"

"No!how can this be!??I don't believe it!" Tang Jian hissed.

Such cruel news is like a bright sky, and suddenly a lightning bolt flashes. And Tang Jian seemed to be suddenly struck by this lightning, and his whole person was scorched.

His eyes flashed to him of seeing Sisi off this morning, and every word she said still ringed in his ears. His mind was disturbed, his whole consciousness was chaotic, and every inch of skin on his body seemed to be pricked by needles, and there was a slight pain. The air around him seemed to suddenly stop, and he seemed to be able to see the tiny dust in the air flying gently, and these dust slowly became bigger and bigger, and finally turned into Sisi's appearance, and with a happy smile, he happily shouted "Uncle Tang, Uncle Tang".

He stretched out his hands to grasp it, but as soon as it touched what he saw, it vanished. His heart seemed to have been cut by a knife, the pain was unbearable, blood gushed out, and in an instant, the source of life he relied on for survival seemed to be about to run out, and he began to collapse, and his breathing became rapid and difficult, and he didn't even have the strength to sit and support his upper body, and the whole person leaned directly on the back of the sofa behind him, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, shivering like falling into an ice hole. He wanted to cry, but he had always been strong, but he didn't have a single tear. It was as if a boulder had been crushed in his heart, and he could suffocate at any moment.

Wang Bing felt even more uncomfortable when she saw Tang Jian's appearance, she wanted to say two words to comfort Tang Jian, but she couldn't convince herself not to be sad, and finally only stretched out her hand and pressed it on Tang Jian's shoulder.

"No, Bing'er, has this news been confirmed? Who told you that?" Tang Jian suddenly remembered something? A little hope made him feel strong again. He jumped up directly from the sofa, grabbed Wang Bing's shoulder, and shook excitedly.

"Don, I don't want to accept this fact, but this is the exact news given by the airline, and I have confirmed it many times. ”

"Could it be that they are mistaken?"

"Sure no, and no bones found. ”

Wang Bing's words were like an awl piercing into Tang Jian's heart again, tearing his already torn wound even bigger. He suddenly felt that the saliva in his mouth was gradually increasing, and there was a fishy and salty taste, which directly overflowed the corners of his mouth. He reached out and touched it, but it was bright red blood. He was suddenly shocked in his heart, and when Wang Bing didn't find out, he quickly pretended to get up and went to the bathroom.

In the mirror in the bathroom, Tang Jian looked at himself and whispered in pain: "Sisi, my daughter, Dad is sorry for you." So far, I have hidden it from you for decades, you are my Tang Jian's own daughter. I'd love to hear you call me Daddy. He couldn't figure out why such a misfortune happened to Sisi, and smashed a fist down on the pool, only to hear the bang, the blood on his hands stained red white ceramic, it was a shocking red, there was his pain, his injury, and regret and hatred.

Wang Bing outside, in addition to grief, also fell into deep self-blame. She hated how she made such a decision, so she insisted on pushing her daughter abroad, and she was separated from her daughter by yin and yang at a thought, and she was a stranger from then on.

"Sisi, it's all bad to blame your mother, your mother is confused and sent you to the point of no return. Mom will go with you, so that you will not be alone on the road. ”

Wang Bing muttered to himself as he walked into the kitchen. The black range hood and gas stove were cleaned by her, without a trace of oil, and there was a faint light. The kitchen is the place where Wang Bing usually goes in and out the most. On weekdays, in addition to going to work, she went to the company to deal with things, and the second thing she did was to try to make all kinds of delicious treats for her daughter and Tang Jian. And seeing the father and daughter eating unusually satisfied, she felt that her life was truly down-to-earth and happy because of this heavy fireworks, and she seemed to feel that this had realized the value of her life.

This time, when she walked in again and looked at the familiar pots and pans, it seemed as if everything had lost its meaning for a moment. Their existence is like a great irony telling her that life has collapsed, and who are you cooking for?

So, pulled by an unspeakable force, she unscrewed the button on the gas stove, turned the flame to the maximum, and doused the fire with a silver basin of water. Then, crouching on the cold white ceramic floor, she leaned her back against the stove, closed her eyes, and quietly began to wait.

The pungent smell of carbon monoxide soon spread through the kitchen, and she couldn't help frowning, but she was happy to be reunited with her daughter in another world, and the unpleasant smell instantly resembled the aroma of coffee with a slightly bitter smell, full of indescribable temptation.

Tang Jian, who had been in a sad and daze in the bathroom, was pulled back to reality by this seemingly familiar smell of gas. He thought it was Wang Bing cooking, so he rinsed the wound, washed his face and walked out, walking in the direction of the kitchen. But as soon as he came out, the smell continued to worsen, and he suddenly felt an unprecedented fear, and he couldn't help but speed up his steps and rushed directly into the kitchen.

The strong smell of carbon monoxide in the kitchen directly forced Tang Jian to look away, and he thought to himself, "Not good!" So he stepped in and saw that Wang Bing, who was sitting on the ground, had begun to be groggy. He picked up Wang Bing and wanted to rush out. Wang Bing struggled desperately and refused to leave, shouting "Let me go! Let me go to my daughter!" followed by a series of coughs, and then there was no sound.

"Bing'er! Why are you so stupid, you hold on! Without Sisi, isn't there still me? And I Tang Jian! I can't live without you, how can you ignore my feelings and just walk away, what do you want me to do?"

Today, the three-bedroom house seemed to be exceptionally empty, and Tang Jian's voice floated over the house, and there was even a clear echo. His face, in just a few hours, was like the dark magic of an evil witch, and instantly became old and haggard, and he described it as a dying old man.

He called Wang Bing's name in his heart, calling Sisi's name, with blood and tears in his voice.

Because it was discovered in time, Wang Bing did not inhale a lot of carbon monoxide, and Tang Jian fed her a lot of water before she slowly recovered.

"Old Tang, am I a bad mother? My daughter is fine, but I arranged for her to go abroad, so far away, so far away, she died because of me. You just let me go with me, my life will only be more painful. ”

"Bing'er!"

Tang Jian didn't know what to say, hugged Wang Bing, and Wang Bing hugged him in turn, and the two hugged each other and cried. This empty house was like entering the cold winter moon in an instant, swaying in the cold north wind.