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"Wen Qing, Wen Qing......" Yao Shiling took Wen Qing's hand, crying and shouting, did she show up at the moment when Wen Qing closed her eyes, could she not cry, Wen Qing, her daughter, her daughter who was brought up by others because she was busy. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yao Shiling couldn't stop crying.

Wen Liang and Wen Peng arrived two hours later, and they didn't see Wen Qing for the last time, and the two didn't believe that their sister, who was fine during the day, was gone at night.

"Sister......

"Big Sister ......"

Wen Liang and Wen Peng knelt in front of Wen Qing.

Ji Yanjun hugged Wen Qing tightly, no one said that he didn't listen, he just hugged Wen Qing tightly.

Until it rained heavily outside the window.

Until the East is both white.

Until the heavy rain stops and the sun appears.

Until Yao Shiling slapped Ji Yanjun, Yao Shiling scolded: "Ji Yanjun! Wen Qing is dead, she's dead, she's dead, don't you still let her go? It's your Ji family who owes us a life, it's not us who owe you! Can you let her go?! ”

Ji Yanjun slowly let go, and Yao Shiling hurriedly hugged Wen Qing into his arms: "Wen Qing, Wen Qing ......"

Ji Yanjun was driven out of the hospital by Yao Shiling, he stood on the side of the road that had been washed clean by the heavy rain, looking at the high and low houses in front of him, and his heart ached.

Wen Qing is gone.

Wen Qing is gone, never to come back, from then on, Wen Qing can no longer be found in the corners of this world, he once again forced her to death, she abandoned him again

Green......

He crouched on the side of the road, holding his head and making painful whimpering, attracting many passers-by to look sideways.

At this time, a large truck suddenly stopped in front of him, and Gangzi jumped out of the car and shouted for unknown reasons: "Yanjun, Yanjun, what's wrong, Yanjun ......"

Ji Yanjun looked up at Gangzi when he heard the sound.

Gangzi was shocked, it was the first time he saw Ji Yanjun crying, and he looked at Ji Yanjun who was fine yesterday, but when he looked at it today, he seemed to have aged by more than ten years overnight, tired and haggard, and suddenly understood that something had happened to Wen Qing, but he didn't dare to confirm it, and he didn't dare to ask Ji Yanjun directly.

"Wen Qing ......" He didn't finish speaking, he walked directly to the hospital, and as soon as he walked to the door of the hospital, he saw Yao Shiling, Wen Liang, and Wen Peng.

Yao Shiling was crying.

Wen Liang put his arm around her shoulders to soothe, and the doctor next to her pushed the medical cart, which was covered with a layer of white cloth, and the white cloth was slightly raised, as if a very thin person was lying down, and Gangzi was shocked.

Then I saw the doctor set up the medical cart and put it on the hospital cart, as if to send the person back to Shuiwan Village.

WEN Qing,

Wen Qing......

Gangzi's body trembled, and Wen Qing really ...... She used to be so energetic and energetic, she would quarrel with him from time to time, and from time to time she would have a little awkward trouble with Ji Yanjun, but she was always the one who couldn't hold her breath the most, and she confessed her mistakes to the other party first, she was only eighteen years old, the same age as a flower.

Gangzi covered his mouth with one hand, forced back his tears, and wanted to step forward to see Wen Qing for the last time, but Wen's family got into the hospital car, and the car quickly drove in front of him and disappeared.

Wen Qing......

Gangzi stood in place in a daze, as if he didn't believe it, and then turned back to find Ji Yanjun, who was still there.

Gangzi said with a solemn face: "Yanjun, Wen Qing ......"

"Qingqing is gone, let......'s go," Ji Yanjun said in a hoarse voice.

Gangzi's heart suddenly froze, and Wen Qing left......

Wen Qing left......

Wen Qing passed away...... The news quickly spread in Shuiwan Village, Wangcheng County, Nanzhou City, and even all over the country.

There was a wail up and down Feng Qing.

It's a pity all over the country, she's only eighteen years old.

When Wenqing was at the funeral, a lot of people came, including the magistrate of Wangcheng County, Jin Ling, Pitt, Wang Zhishan, Tang Quan and many other heavyweights, as well as the class leader Mr. Zhao, Wan Min at the same table, Shi Lei and his family, etc., at the same time, TV reporters, newspaper reporters, and radio reporters came one after another.

At this time, only Ji Yan was not present.

Shi Lei cried extremely sadly in the cemetery, which made people sad.

However, no matter how sad the living are, the dead will not come back to life.

Everyone appeased Yao Shiling, but Yao Shiling couldn't listen to anyone's words

Then Yao Shiling was depressed for nearly two months, she kept blaming herself, when Wen Qing was diagnosed with stomach cancer, she shouldn't have heard Wen Qing's words to prepare for surgery, she should have operated on the spot, so Wen Qing would not have died.

Yao Shiling cared about the fact that Wen Qing did not have surgery, she always felt that it would be good if Wen Qing had surgery, and if Wen Qing had surgery, she would not die.

Just minding like this, one day the head of the class, Mr. Zhao, called home and told her that Wen Qing's college entrance examination score was the second in Nanzhou City, and if Wen Qing was there, she could pick any universities across the country.

After hanging up the phone, Yao Shiling cried bitterly.

Wen Peng said on the side: "Mom, don't cry, the eldest sister will be sad if she knows." ”

Yao Shiling lay on Wen Peng's shoulder and cried, and Wen Peng, who was crying, also cried, shouting for the eldest sister, and the neighbors who passed by hurriedly came up to persuade Yao Shiling to stop crying.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Ji Yanjun came to see Yao Shiling with gifts.

Yao Shiling was not allowed to enter.

Wen Peng stood at the door and said, "Let's go, my eldest sister is gone, and our family has nothing to do with yours." ”

Ji Yanjun put the gift at the door of Wen's house, Yao Shiling walked out, threw things on Ji Yanjun's body, and it fell to the ground, Ji Yanjun bent over to pick up the gift, and just wanted to speak, Yao Shiling had already pulled Wen Peng into the courtyard and closed the courtyard door.

Since Wen Qing developed, the courtyard of the Wen family is no longer a fence yard, but a brick wall, and the wooden door has been replaced with an iron gate, so Ji Yanjun looked back at the closed iron gate.

He smiled bitterly, walked up the big dirt road with his gifts, and when he met the people in Shuiwan Village, they all cast unfriendly glances at him.

Some even pretended to take a sip and said, "There is no good thing in the family!" ”

"Wen Qingcai can't look down on your family!"

"Grace will take revenge!"

"What are you doing here, pretend!"

"In the past, Wen Qingqing ran to the county every day and didn't see how good your family was to her, but now that she is dead, what are you doing? Feign! ”

“……”

Because of Wen Qing's death, the neighbors hated Ji Yanjun and hated the Ji family, but no one dared to come forward and beat Ji Yanjun.

He slowly walked through Shuiwan Village and walked on the big dirt road, he looked sideways at the mass grave, where Wen Qing's second uncle was buried, and Wen Qing, he just watched from a distance, and did not step forward, his eyes turned red in an instant.

In a moment, he slowly walked towards the end of the big dirt road with his gifts.

He didn't walk across the big dirt road, usually he either rode a bicycle or drove over, and even the number of times he came to Shuiwan Village was only a handful, and more Wen Qing walked to the county seat to find him.

Sometimes sweating profusely and saying, "I came running." ”

Sometimes, when she was drenched, she said, "It didn't rain when I came." ”

Sometimes his shoes were full of mud, and he was afraid that he would look disgusted, so he lowered his head in embarrassment and said, "It's raining, the road is not easy to walk, it's all mud." ”

Sometimes her face was flushed with sun, and she said, "I walked in the shade of the trees, but I was still sunburned."

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Sometimes when she ran over and didn't see him, she would look everywhere and find him angry: "I've come a long way, do you know?!" ”

……

He didn't know before, but now he knows it, he knows it...... This big dirt road is very long, it takes half an hour to walk fast, and it can not be completed for an hour if you walk slowly, the road surface is uneven, potholes, and if the sun shines directly, it will be dusty, and when it rains, it will be muddy.

However, Qingqing, his Qingqing went to him rain or shine in his previous life and this life to see him...... Ji Yanjun's heart hurt, he almost had a spasm all over his body, he stood under the tree, holding the tree with his hand to slow down, and when he looked up, he saw three words on the tree - Ji Yanjun.

He was stunned, and hurriedly looked at it, it was really Ji Yanjun's three words, and he suddenly remembered what she had said.

She said: "Yan Jun, every time I wait for you for more than thirty minutes, I draw a stroke on a tree, I happen to write your name on a big tree, guess how many thirty minutes I have waited for you, on which big tree did I write your name?" I wrote so deeply that I could see it in two or three years, but I thought I was quite bad, and the tree felt painful, and I never wrote again. ”

At that time, she said it with a smile, and she didn't complain at all.

He laughed too.

"Yanjun, guess what, guess how many thirty minutes I've been waiting for you, and on which big tree did I write your name?" She asked.

He said, "I don't know. ”

She hugged his arm and shook it, "Guess, guess." ”

He thought for a moment, looked sideways at her and said, "A hundred times? The big tree on your doorstep? ”

"Yanjun, are you stupid, you don't even know that your name is twenty-two strokes?" Wen Qing said: "I've told you many times, there are no big trees at my doorstep, just three small locust trees, you don't remember a word of what I said." ”

He was amused by her cute appearance, put his arms around her, hugged her in his arms and kissed her, and gently bit her lip and said, "Naughty." ”

She grinned as if waiting for him twenty-two times to be non-existent.

I didn't expect it to be true, what she said was true.

Ji Yanjun stretched out his hand and rubbed the body of the tree, drawing stroke by stroke, experiencing what kind of mood Wen Qing was in at that time to write this stroke, anxious, expectant, irritable, sad, and aggrieved...... He didn't know anything, he only knew that at this time his heart seemed to be pinched and kneaded by a pair of invisible thorny hands, and the dense little thorns pierced into the heart, and it was bloody.

"Qingqing...... Qingqing ......" Ji Yanjun shouted one after another, leaned in front of the big tree, leaned over and kissed Wen Qing's previous strokes.

That day, she stood in front of the big tree, took the knife given to her by Ji Yanjun, and said: "Ji Yanjun, you bastard, you said that you came back at half past eight, came back at half past eight, and now it's half past ten, I want to paint yesterday too!" As a result, when she saw that the three words "Ji Yanjun" on the tree had been written completely, she felt a sense of loss in her heart: "Forget it, if you don't write it, you won't write it in the future, it will hurt to write the tree." ”

"Dididi!" Several car horns were heard at the intersection.

Her frustration swept away, and she turned and ran out of the end of the dirt road, towards the fork in the road.

......At this time, Ji Yanjun's head was against the body of the tree, and tears rolled down uncontrollably, falling one by one on the three words "Ji Yanjun" on the body of the tree.