At dinner time, the family should have sat at the table together and had dinner in harmony, but tonight's atmosphere in the Plains House was like ice.

Mrs. Hirahara sat on the sofa wiping away tears, and Mr. Hirahara sat across from her, smoking a cigarette in silence, both of whom looked as if they were dozens of years old.

"Impossible......" Ping Yuan Qian stood at the coffee table, looked at Mrs. Pingyuan, and then at Mr. Pingyuan, "It's not true, is it?" How is that possible? How could my sister be ...... Father... Mother...... Speak! My sister didn't die...... She's not dead, is she......"

Mr. Hirahara's hair grew gray, his eyes became cloudy, and he began to smell of aging. Mrs. Plains turned from wiping tears to sobbing, she covered her mouth, choked and couldn't speak, but the tears couldn't be stopped like broken threads.

"Later, your mother and I will go to the funeral home, and your sister's body will be cremated tomorrow." Mr. Hirahara blinked expressionlessly, his face was full of exhaustion, his cloudy eyes were faintly bloodshot, and when he first heard the news, he also secretly cried.

Ping Yuanqian's lips opened slightly, looking at Ping Yuan and his wife crying and speechless, her body began to tremble, "I...... Not ...... Believe ......"

"Xiaoqian, don't make trouble." Mr. Hiraharashi extinguished the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray, and his slightly dry lips moved slightly, "Let your sister go well." ”

"Let's go, it's time to go to the funeral home and arrange things for tomorrow." Mr. Hiraharashi stood up and said this to Mrs. Hirahara, who was still crying, and then looked at Pingyuan Qian again, "The meal is in the refrigerator, you can heat it yourself." ”

Mrs. Pingyuan nodded while crying, and the backs of the two were haggard and old, which stinged Pingyuan Qian's eyes.

She turned around and ran upstairs quickly, Ping Yuanjing's room was opposite her room, pushed open the door and entered, on the table and bed, the furnishings everywhere were exactly the same as before Ping Yuanjing left, not moving at all.

Ping Yuanqian walked in a little stiffly, standing in the middle of the room, not knowing what she was looking at.

There is still a favorite book on the desk that my sister usually likes to read, and she always laughs at her sister at that time, and she will not get tired of reading a book so many times.

There was a small pink box next to the book, which contained all kinds of beautiful hairpins and rubber bands, and she always pestered her sister to help her comb her hair, and her sister always helped her to make her hair look good.

The cartoon sheet on the bed was chosen by her, flowery and childish, my sister originally wanted to buy a solid color, but she couldn't resist her, and finally bought this sheet to take home.

There are also some stickers on the wall, all of which are her favorite idols, even if her sister doesn't know any of those male stars, she still makes her stick herself all over the bed.

When she couldn't sleep, she often knocked on her sister's door in the middle of the night, and always fell asleep to the sound of her sister humming softly.

My mother often said that if she left her sister, she probably wouldn't be able to live for even three days.

When she was a child, she was naughty and loved to climb trees, and she fell from the tree many times, but she still enjoyed it. After falling many times, my sister always stood down and watched her as she climbed the tree, and when she had picked enough fruit, she stretched out her hands to her and opened her arms and said, "Come-"

Every time, he can catch her steadily, obviously only a year older than her, but that body has never been knocked down by her.

Oh, yes...... Ping Yuan Jing is like that, always gentle, even if it is late at night, she will get up with sleepy eyes open and make her supper, no matter how ignorant and disobedient she is, she has never shown a bad expression to her. Obviously he couldn't swim, but he still jumped down without hesitation to save himself from falling into the water, and was sent to the hospital together, but when he opened his eyes, he still smiled so tolerant of himself.

She even once thought that it would be nice if she and her sister were twins, like that...... can grow a face that is exactly the same as that of my sister.

I love Hiraharashi more deeply than my parents, and I rely on Hirahara Jing more deeply than my parents. This feeling is so strong that I want to be half of each other with her.

Ping Yuan Jing is so longing that Ping Yuan Qian even wants to become her existence.

She walked to the desk, and under the book that Pingyuan read quietly put the key points of knowledge written for her, and she did so badly in the final exam that even her sister, who had always been gentle, sighed helplessly.

The picture in the frame was taken when the two of them went to enjoy the flowers together, the new shoes they bought together last week were placed by the door, and the wind chimes hanging by the window were also made by the two of them. Said that they would go on a trip together during spring break...... Everything is still there, but my sister is gone.

Last year, my father said that he wanted to teach his sister to drive, and she was having fun practicing in the yard, and she was also clamoring to try it. It's only the first year of junior high school, and although my father is sitting in the passenger seat and teaching step by step, she still breaks the tree in the yard.

At that time, my sister smiled bitterly and said to her, "What should I do if I always get into trouble like this", she replied nonchalantly, "It's okay to have my sister here, no matter what, as long as my sister is there, I won't be afraid."

"That's not going to work...... One day Xiaoqian will grow up, and my sister can't be with you for a lifetime, and she can't protect you for a lifetime" - she will always remember the expression on her sister touching her head and saying this.

It must have hurt a lot when I was stripped of my heart.,I must have cried in fear.,The moment before closing your eyes.,Will you still be worried about what your sister will do in the future......

Ping Yuan Qian finally couldn't help it, stood in the room full of the quiet smell of Pingyuan, and cried loudly.

How could it be...... How so......

Didn't you say that you went to buy a birthday present, didn't you say that you only went for a while and came back, how can you ...... You're not coming back......

"Gift...... I don't...... Woo...... Don't ......" Pingyuan Qian cried and gasped, whimpering into the air where no one responded, "Sister...... You...... Woo...... Come back ......."

Good no good.

obviously said that he would never lie to her, but this time, Ping Yuan Jing, who said that he would not lie to her, missed the appointment.

In the future, she will be obedient, she will never fail again, she will never make trouble so that her sister can't read, she will never get into trouble again, she doesn't want special birthday gifts, she will change all the bad things, and she will be obedient and sensible in the future......

Can you give her her sister back.

Ping Yuanqian slowly squatted down and sat on the floor, tears all over her face.

This time, no one pulled her up to wipe her tears and told her not to cry.

Her most important person, in this cold winter, had a big hole dug in his chest cavity and died in an abandoned factory.

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There is still a cremation of the body to be carried out, and then a memorial service is held. Except for the Plains family and the staff, there were no other people in the cremation hall.

The person in charge of the cremation pulled the body wrapped in a cloth bag from the refrigerated cabinet, laid it flat on the iron bed, and slowly pushed it towards the entrance of the conveyor belt. With tears in their eyes, the plain couple could not hide the sorrow of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man.

"Wait!" Ping Yuanqian suddenly shouted to stop, looking at the corpse with red eyes, "Open the bag and let me see my sister." ”

"Xiao Qian!" Mr. Hiraharashi said sharply, "Let your sister go well!" ”

"I want to see her one last time." Ping Yuan Qian looked back at Mr. Ping Yuan, raised her lips and smiled, but tears fell uncontrollably, "Please, Dad, let me take one last look at my sister." ”

"Let her go......" Mrs. Hihara, who had no words to spare, reached out and tugged at Mr. Hirahara's sleeve.

Looking at her red eyes, Mr. Pingyuan was silent and did not answer, Pingyuan Qianfu turned around again, looked directly at the staff and said, "Open the bag." ”

The staff looked at the Pingyuan couple who didn't speak, and then at the Pingyuan Qian, whose face was gloomy and scary, and finally slowly pulled the bag on the corpse open.

There was a layer of frost on her pale face, and Ping Yuanjing's eyes were closed, and her usual motherly gentle smile was no longer on her face, but none of this was as terrible as the hole in her chest.

Ping Yuanqian shook her body, bit her lip, and tears fell again. She glanced at Ping Yuan Jing deeply, as if she wanted to engrave her face into her heart forever.

"Push...... Let's go in......" she spoke, her voice trembling, her eyes closed, and two lines of hot tears rolled across her cheeks.

The staff pulled the bag back on, the iron cart pushed to the entrance of the conveyor belt, and the two people carried the body up, and the conveyor belt slowly carried the cold corpse to the crematorium.

Ping Yuan Qian opened her eyes and watched motionlessly as Ping Yuanjing's body was sent to the crematorium. Mrs. Plains finally couldn't hold back, and her crying was so abrupt in the quiet hall that she cried.

After the body was cremated, the ashes were filled with a large box, and Ping Yuan Qian held the big wooden box and quietly followed the Ping Yuan couple home in the car.

In the car, which is usually full of laughter and laughter of a family of four, at this time, in addition to being quiet or quiet, Ping Yuan Qian put the wooden box on her lap, put her hand on the top of the box, and looked at the wooden box with her eyes, as if looking at Ping Yuanjing.

If it's really twins...... Maybe you can feel my sister's feelings.

At the moment when she was stripped of her heart, when she was incinerated by the flames, perhaps she could also feel her pain......

Ping Yuanqian lowered her head, and hot tears dripped on the urn.

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"Miss Yu, Ping Yuan Jing has been cremated." The man in the black suit stood and reported to Akirina, "The Hirahara family has arranged the funeral for tomorrow. ”

"Stuff...... Are you all set? Akirina looked at him expressionlessly.

"It's all ready, Hatoyamasuke will deliver the things to Hirahara Qian tonight."

"When the money is ready, send someone to keep an eye on Hatoyamasuke, and after he delivers the things, he will send the money to his account." Qiu Rina rubbed her eyebrows, looking a little tired.

"Yes." The man in the black suit nodded.

"Send someone to watch Ping Yuanqian, if she doesn't die...... Do it for her. Akirina's eyes suddenly became cold.

"Yes!" The man in the black suit was stunned, and said with a straight face: "Miss, don't worry." ”

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The Pingyuan couple went to arrange the funeral, and Pingyuan Qian was the only one left in the empty Pingyuan family. Pingyuanjing's ashes are enshrined in a cupboard, and after tomorrow's funeral, they will be transported to a suburban cemetery for burial.

Ping Yuanqian sat on the sofa, watching the urn quietly in a daze, the TV was not turned on, but in such a strange atmosphere, she didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

The doorbell rang suddenly, and Ping Yuanqian sat motionless, until it rang tirelessly for three minutes, and then Pingyuanqian got up and went to open the door.

The boy who delivered the courier stood outside the door holding a medium-sized cardboard box, "Is it Miss Pingyuan Qian?" This is your courier. ”

"Who sent it?" Ping Yuanqian's lips were chapped, and her voice was hoarse.

"The sender's name is written in Hirahara." The courier brother looked at the courier and said.

Ping Yuanqian was stunned for a moment, looked at him blankly, signed the express order, and then took the cardboard box.

"Thank you for your patronage." The courier boy pressed the brim of his hat and quickly turned to leave.

Ping Yuanqian, who closed the door and returned to the living room, didn't notice that she only saw the lower half of the courier brother's face from beginning to end.

The author has something to say: Ah Xian has something to say: There is a feeling that is not only Nana and Zhili. This chapter is not very well written, because it is a plot outside the main line, and it took two hours to finish writing, so everyone will just do it. There's more to it tomorrow. 166 Reading Network