Sitting in the car driven by An Zheng, I didn't say a word, leaning against the window like a piece of wood, my tears had dried up, and my heart was numb with pain.

An Zheng didn't talk to me either, and the atmosphere of each other was a little solemn.

I don't know how long it took, the car stopped at the gate of a cemetery, and An Zheng said to me, "Brother Xiang, it's here." ”

I numbly opened the car door and jumped out of the car, but my legs were weak, and I almost fell to the ground again.

Seeing this, An Zheng hurriedly walked over, stretched out his hand to hold me, and led me towards the cemetery......

I bought a bouquet of flowers at the entrance of the cemetery, and when An Zheng walked with me in the deserted cemetery lanes, my heart was extremely heavy, and my heart was filled with sadness.

I walked slower and slower, and the more I dared not face it, I stopped, and An Zheng also accompanied me to stop.

Just walked and stopped all the way, and finally came to the tombstone where Song Qingyi was, An Zheng whispered to me: "Brother Xiang, it's here." ”

I still didn't have any words, I didn't dare to look at the names and photos on the tombstones, I just looked at the other side, and tears flowed again.

It was a long time before I turned my head to the tombstone with difficulty, and when I saw the black and white photograph, my body was instantly petrified!

I stared at the black and white photo, my Adam's apple squirmed violently, my mouth moved, and I moved, but I couldn't find that since I was born, I felt like my throat was choked with cotton wool, and I was about to suffocate.

Ann was afraid that I would collapse, so he immediately grabbed me by the shoulders and stood with me without a word.

At that moment, it was as if the whole world was no longer there, I saw anything, I couldn't hear anything.

I was dizzy, the world was spinning, and my body was shaking.

I really broke down, pushed him away so hard, my knees went limp, I fell heavily in front of the tombstone, and I cried out......

The flower in my hand fell to the ground, and I hugged my head at the tombstone and cried, my voice was hoarse, as if all my tears had been drained.

I slammed punch after punch on my chest, and I felt no pain other than heartache.

An Zheng held my hand hard to prevent me from harming myself, and yelled at me desperately: "Calm down......! I know it's hard for you to accept this fact, but we can only accept it...... I can only accept it!"

"Get out, get out of here!" I pushed An Zheng away with all my strength again, and then the whole person fell in front of the tombstone.

I whimpered in pain and gasped for breath, feeling like it was impossible.

I can only repent over and over again, pondering a right or wrong in this lingering shadow.

Once upon a time, I always thought that death was far away from us, but now I realize that it is so easy to pass away.

Tears kept rolling in my eyes, dripping on my clothes, and my face was full of coldness and haggardness.

"An Zheng, give me a cigarette ......" Finally, I took the initiative to shout to An Zheng.

An Zheng didn't say a word, took out a cigarette and stuffed it directly into my mouth, and helped me light it again.

I took a deep puff of the cigarette, but I held it in my mouth, reluctant to spit it out, feeling the smell of the cigarette swelling in my lungs.

After a long time, I finally raised my head and spit out the smoke trapped in my mouth at the blue sky and white clouds, and at that moment I saw the clouds in the sky and smiled.

Is it her?

She must be able to see me, she definitely doesn't want me to be so sad, she doesn't want to tell me that she is terminally ill, isn't she afraid that I will be sad?

A sudden breeze blows in the ears, and a flock of white doves flies low overhead, and they will find a resting place before dusk, and then fly to an unknown place at dawn the next day.

I finally saw the most beautiful sunset, and it was right before my eyes, and the burning clouds were right in front of me.

Those white doves that have not yet found a home are like the poet's burned poems, carrying the blood of the setting sun......

At that moment, it was as if all worries and exhaustion had been put aside, and every tense nerve in the body was gradually relieved.

The wind was blowing and blowing......

What is there that cannot be forgiven in the face of death?

However, I still don't believe it's true, and I wish it was all a dream.

When I woke up, I was still in Simei's company, and I fell asleep on my desk during work hours, and was called into the office by Song Qingyi, who threw a report in front of me and scolded me.

"Xiang Nan, take a good look at your performance this month, you are still in the mood to sleep, and you are still sleeping during work hours, do you not want to do it?"

I wish I could hear her like this, I would not quarrel with her, I would be obedient, and I would never make her angry again......

However, I can't go back, I can't go back to what I used to be.

The phone rang and rang again and again, and again and again, and I ignored it, and I was numb.

An Zheng reminded: "Brother Xiang, your mobile phone is ringing." ”

Still without any words, I closed my eyes and rested my head on the tombstone, hoping to be with her for the last time.

When the mobile phone rang for the third time, An Zheng took the phone out of my pocket, and then said to me: "It was Zhao Qingqing who called, can you answer it?"

I still don't have any words, everything is pale for me.

Then, I heard An Zheng answer the phone, and he seemed to tell Zhao Qingqing the news of Song Qingyi's death on the phone, and told Zhao Qingqing where we were.

After he put the phone back in my pants pocket, he also sat down next to the tombstone with me, and began to mumble to himself: "Actually, after we learned that Song Qingyi had breast cancer, Shanshan and I have been looking for her, but there has been no news of her...... Until a week ago, a man found Shanshan and said that Song Qingyi had passed away and that he had brought her ashes back......"

"Shanshan was the same as you at the time, she couldn't accept this fact, in fact, she was not admitted to the hospital until she was pregnant, but because she was too sad, which led to fetal gas, she had to be admitted to the hospital......"

He sighed heavily: "I have always wanted to tell you, but the person who brought Song Qingyi's ashes back said that Song Qingyi repeatedly ordered before she died, don't tell you, absolutely not tell you, she wants you to gradually forget her." ”

"Shut up!

An Zheng didn't go any further, and the surroundings were quiet again, and I felt like I was in a dead wasteland, and all around me was desolate.

It wasn't until a long time later that a woman's cry sounded beside her......