The stars change, and the day and night change. It is precisely because of this repetition that there are springs, summers, autumns, winters, mornings, dusks, nights, and days. There is the sun in the day and the moon in the night, the sun appears in the day and the moon in the night, and the moon appears in the day and by night.

The moon is also called the shade of the sun. At the end of the day, human beings spend every day in a rotation of yin and yang. In fact, many species in the world, including humans, also thrive because of the combination of yin and yang.

Every day of human life can look up at the sun, moon and stars, and every year of human life can appreciate spring, summer, autumn and winter. However, can the severed head still see the sun of tomorrow? If ants still know how to survive, people should cherish life all the more, and as long as they live, there will be hope.

The sun rises in the east as it was yesterday. The warm sunlight shone through the curtains on the faces of Hou Jing and Xiaoqing. Sunshine gives light and strength to the world. As soon as the sun rises, everything revives. Xiaoqing is also sleepy, and has become vibrant again.

When Xiaoqing woke up, she saw that Hou Jing was still asleep. As usual, she did not rush to get dressed, but supported her head with her hands and looked at her lover. Lovers' hairstyles, foreheads, eyebrows, eyes, noses, ...... It's all she likes.

After watching it for a long time, she can't help but kiss it. Xiaoqing's kiss is a silent "alarm clock". After every kiss, Hou Jing would say something, either moving his eyelids, curling his lips, or turning over. Today, however, he is motionless.

Xiaoqing suddenly had a bad premonition. She stretched out a finger and put it on Hou Jing's nostrils, not feeling a trace of breath. Hou Jing has already left. This is the result that Xiaoqing fears and does not want to see the most.

Xiaoqing coaxed herself, thinking that Hou Jing was just joking with her. However, she came into contact with his body, a cold body. It seems that Hou Jing's death is indeed true.

This is the first time that Xiaoqing has been in such close contact with death, and the deceased is still her closest person. In an instant, she was enveloped by the eerie and terrifying aura of death. She guarded Hou Jing's body without saying a word and grief-stricken.

Xiaoqing's tears kept flowing out, almost draining all the water in her body. That way, she can leave with her lover.

Last night, Hou Jing, who was still talking to Xiaoqing, was separated from Xiaoqing after the night. Xiaoqing didn't know the way to the Netherworld. If she knew, she would definitely chase Hou Jing back quickly.

Xiaoqing, who was grieving, remembered what Hou Jing had said to her last night. Now, this is Hou Jing's last words. Xiaoqing could no longer hear Hou Jing's voice. If she could hear it, even if it was Hou Jing scolding her, Xiaoqing would listen to it.

After Hou Jing finished telling the story of him and Xiaoxiao, Xiaoqing was really dissatisfied with his cowardice and ruthlessness. However, she was still glad that she could have a lover who could confess his mistakes.

Xiaoqing had already forgiven him, from the moment he decided to confess. She felt that Shinoxiao must have forgiven him for his negativity. She sincerely hoped that he would never be reincarnated with guilt.

Even though Hou Jing is dead, Xiaoqing still loves him deeply because he is her lover. She also thought of someone who loved Hou Jing as much as she did. That is Hou Jing's parents and relatives.

Hou Jing had told her not to tell his parents the news of his illness. He felt that he had achieved nothing, and he was ashamed of his parents' nurturing grace, and he didn't want his parents to be sad for him.

However, he is now dead. If he didn't tell his parents, his parents wouldn't even see their son for the last time. But how could she tell them?

Xiaoqing searched for dry intestines, but she couldn't think of suitable words. No matter how euphemistic and subtle the wording is, it can't hide the truth about Hou Jing's death, let alone alleviate the pain that his death may bring to his family.

However, things could not be delayed any longer. Hou Jing's body urgently needs to be cremated, otherwise it will slowly decay and deteriorate. Xiaoqing plucked up her courage and called Hou Jing's mother.

"Hello, aunt. ”

"Who are you?"

"I'm Hou Jing's girlfriend. My name is Lin Xiaoqing. ”

"It's Xiaoqing. I often hear Hou Jing talk about you, saying that you are beautiful and capable. You called, what's the matter?"

"Hou Jing ......"

"If so, don't be afraid, I'll call the shots. ”

"It's not. ”

"What's going on?"

"He ......"

"What's wrong with him?"

“……”

"Say it quickly. What the hell happened to him?"

"He's—dead. Xiaoqing finally reluctantly said that terrible word.

"What?"

"He had liver cancer and died last night. ”

After a period ......of silence, Xiaoqing heard a whimper from thousands of miles away.

"Auntie, you have a good time. You should take care of yourself. ”

"Where is my son now?" said the mother-in-waiting, sobbing.

"He's right next to me right now. ”

"You must take good care of my son. I'll go to see him in Hohhot right away. ”

It was very windy at night. Xiaoqing guarded Hou Jing's corpse and couldn't sleep. She remembered the ghost stories in "Strange Tales". Now, in the dead of night, she was alone, guarding a dead body, but she didn't feel the horror of ghosts.

On the contrary, she hopes that Hou Jing's ghost can float into her room from the underworld and perform the lingering and melancholy "Human and Ghost Love" with her.