A few months ago, I sent away my best friend Christao, her death was an accident, although it was a suicide, but it had nothing to do with Ouyang Ze. A few months later, I had to send my best friend Xu Shaohui away, his death seemed to be an accident, but only a few of us knew that it had nothing to do with Ouyang Ze...

That night, we didn't sleep all night, we were all at home waiting for dawn to get Xu Shaohui's body, sitting on the sofa, Li Man and I only knew how to use crying to vent the pain in our hearts, although Wu Yao just blindly bowed his head and drank alcohol, but the expression on his face told me that his heart was also extremely sad.

It was dawn, I cried all night, my eyes were very dry, I thought I wouldn't cry again when I got to the hospital, but I couldn't control my tears, I couldn't control my emotions, my body...

Xu Shaohui's corpse is as cold as Christao's, and it is precisely because of the coldness that I want to warm his lifeless body with tears... I lay on Xu Shaohui's chest and wept, letting the tears drip down his body, but he didn't react.

Looking at the wound on his stomach, the blood had coagulated and blackened, and although the wound was not big, it was also so shocking. I wanted to reach out and touch it, but was stopped by Wu Yao.

"Don't touch it!" Wu Yao took my hand before my hand touched the wound on Xu Shaohui's stomach.

I withdrew the hand that was grabbed by him, and continued to lie on Xu Shaohui's chest and cry, "Why! Why help me! If you hadn't helped me, you'd still be fine now! ”

The whole morgue echoed with my voice, and although Li Man was also crying, her voice was drowned out by my shouting.

I'm not the only one crying here. The cold morgue did not know how many people's tears and heart-rending screams were contained, but it never became warm because of these, and its temperature still allowed those lying on the iron bed to continue to stay in the arms of death.

Xu Shaohui's body no longer has his original smell, but the pungent ether smell is permeating his body. Sure enough, in this cold place, there is not even the last trace of nostalgia left, and the only thing that can be missed is the memory of the time we used to be together...

"Xu Shaohui's corpse... What are you going to do about it? "When we walked out of the hospital and my mood stabilized a lot, Wu Yao dared to open his mouth, and his tentative tone seemed to be afraid that I would cry again because of this.

The long crying made me physically and mentally exhausted, and I even needed help to walk, "Cremation... When the time comes, I'll bring it back to China..."Leaning on Li Man's body, I whispered, but before I could go far, Li Man's body was also trembling, and it seemed that she couldn't bear my weight with the same sadness.

"Let me do it." As he spoke, Wu Yao grabbed my shoulders so that I could lean into his arms.

After such a major blow, I don't have to care about those trivial matters anymore, I am relieved to lean on Wu Yao's arms, and only his arms can comfort me at this time.

"It's okay, stop crying. We will avenge Xu Shaohui's revenge, and I will definitely make Ouyang Ze pay the price! Wu Yao said viciously, as if he was not only assuring me, but also promising the deceased Xu Shaohui.

But for some reason, Wu Yao's voice became smaller and smaller, until it was dark in front of my eyes, and the whole person collapsed into Wu Yao's arms...

When he woke up, it was already night, and the room was surprisingly quiet, Wu Yao just moved a chair and sat on the edge of the bed and closed his eyes and took a nap. I lightly prepared to get up and move, but accidentally woke up Wu Yao.

"Are you awake? The doctor said that you haven't slept for two days, and you are too sad, so your body is a little unbearable, so you should lie in bed and rest for a while. As he spoke, Wu Yao helped me cover the quilt again, and a shallow smile appeared on his face. Don't worry about the company's affairs, I have already told Tang Rong to help you take half a month's leave, so that you can handle Xu Shaohui's affairs well. ”

"Is the time for cremation set? When are you ready? I asked.

"Next Monday, Xu Shaohui doesn't have any friends here, and I can't find anyone to attend his funeral, so it seems that just a few of us went." Wu Yao's tone of voice was a little depressed, as if it was a pity for him that Xu Shaohui's funeral could not be done very well.

"It's okay, just a few of us, the rest of us are panicking." Although I just woke up and don't feel sleepy now, I just want to look sideways out the window to empty my brain and let my brain get some rest.

"Did Xu Shaohui tell you about the matter between me and him?" I asked, looking out the window.

"I didn't say a lot, but he said a lot about you and Ouyang Ze." Wu Yao replied, and when I turned my head to look at him, I saw in his eyes his curiosity about the matter between me and Xu Shaohui.

"Then I'll tell you about it." I said to Wu Yao with a slight smile.

"Hmm." Wu Yao changed his sitting posture and nodded at me and said.

"When you left, I did the MB job, and life was not easy at the beginning, and I was able to get through it all thanks to Xu Shaohui to help me..."

For the next half hour, I was talking to Wu Yao about what had happened to Xu Shaohui and I. Talking about how Xu Shaohui helped me, how to teach me, how to stand up for me, how to take me to indulge... I told Wu Yao everything word for word.

In the past, only Xu Shaohui and I knew about these things, and it was a matter between the two of us, and it was enough for the two of us to share. But now, Xu Shaohui is no longer there, and I am the only one who keeps some of the original secrets. I'm tired of being alone, and I hope someone can bear it...

"That's it, he took care of me like an elder brother, and before Ouyang Ze appeared, he took care of my relationship with me..."In the end, tears slipped from the corners of my eyes again, "These are all given to me by you, although you hurt me at that time, but because of your departure, you gave me a best friend..."

Hearing the end, a trace of tears flashed in Wu Yao's eyes, but he didn't cry, but sat on the edge of my bed and hugged me into his arms. "I'm sorry I wasn't good at first, but luckily, you met him, and he took care of you for me...", he whispered in my ear.

"But he won't be anymore, never, because he's gone from me forever..."