The desolate grave and the scorching sun can't dispel the pain of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info a vicissitudes of life a woman fell to the ground crying so much that her liver and intestines were broken.

A twenty-seven-year-old girl was buried inside.

Yes, it's a girl.

Yuan Xiaojia thinks that people like Jun Changning, even if they have gray hair, they will be called girls, not women.

She looked at the girl's bright and clean smile on the tombstone, couldn't help but chuckle, regardless of the slightly frightened eyes of others, stepped forward and sat down next to the tombstone, resting with her hands on her knees.

It was a very relaxed position.

If you hold a bottle of mineral water in your hand, you are completely a tired traveler who is tired of mountaineering, stop and empty your mind. Totally enjoyable and relaxed.

The only thing that shouldn't be here and now.

Beneath her ass were her best friend's ashes, her friend's mother was still wallowing and weeping in the grief of separation, and relatives near and far were looking at her back and forth with a strange gaze.

Yuan Xiaojia turned her head sideways and glanced at the photo on the tombstone again.

The life in the photo is really good, the eyebrows, eyes and facial features, so delicate that it doesn't look like a child from a small town, just smiling, but also with a unique coldness, turning all weakness into unattainable.

Yuan Xiaojia touched her face, time always favors people with neuropathy, like she lives so seriously, she is obviously one year younger than Jun Changning, but she already has nasolabial folds.

She casually glanced at the messy cries and comforts next to her, a little impatient, and moved her ass a little farther away.

When Yuan Xiaojia met Jun Changning for the first time, her mood was quite complicated. In fact, she thought that all the girls in the class at that time were in the same mood.

There is no other reason, Jun Changning is too good-looking, a lot more than others, just like a little dragon girl who has just come out of the ancient tomb.

The transfer students standing on the podium swept their eyes openly, and the whole class unconsciously lowered their heads.

"I'm Jun Changning, please take care of me in the future."

She was so open-minded that she never shied away from looking at people, and few people could stay in front of her for five minutes, and after three days, the classmates who were close to her for whatever purpose were recoiling.

Jun Changning is alone.

Yuan Xiaojia was instructed to hold her lunch box and silently pick up the rice after running errands for others, and quietly peeked at Jun Changning, who was sleeping on the table, and was indignant.

Jun Changning is obviously thinner than her, her grades are only a little worse than her, and she doesn't even have a friend, why doesn't anyone bully her?

I have to live my life after I am annoyed, in fact, if I think about it carefully, she probably understands. Jun Changning looked harmless and weak, and his temperament was too quiet. But the silence was really a kind of repressed madness.

She doesn't like to talk, she doesn't meddle, and she seems to live in two worlds.

Yuan Xiaojia really didn't think that Jun Changning would help her.

Until now, she still remembered every subtle expression on the other party's face, whether it was the tight curvature of the corners of the mouth or the shallow folds of the eyebrows, even the distance between the eyelashes at the corners of the eyes was cold and displeased.

Xu is flattered aura at that time was too powerful, and Jun Changning's expressionless face was frozen for a moment.

A friendship was built ever since.

Familiarized, Yuan Xiaojia found that it was not unusual for Jun Changning to have no friends. After all, no one would tolerate a person who slept until midnight and suddenly got up to climb over the wall to go out of the school gate to play the night market, not to mention that the rain had already begun to fall in the sky.

The two of them stood under the eaves of the patrol booth, half of their bodies wet from the pouring rain. Jun Changning smiled at her flatteringly, Yuan Xiaojia had a cold face, and she was so angry that she smoked.

This kind of being sent back to school by the patrol police is never done more than once or twice!

Yuan Xiaojia sometimes weighs in her heart whether it is worth making such a friend compared to being bullied. But as soon as Jun Changning called her, she immediately put this question behind her.

Under the shade of the trees on the playground, Yuan Xiaojia moved her legs that were numb from the pillow, and saw Jun Changning sleeping like a dead pig, rolled her eyes and fell back, looking at the blue sky and white clouds from her fingers.

Studying medicine was a path that her family had chosen for her, and Yuan Xiaojia was successfully admitted to her first choice.

Jun Changning lazily chose what kind of history and literature, asked her the reason, and stayed for a long time, but he didn't know the reason. Yuan Xiaojia only felt that she didn't want to care about her anymore.

is in college, Yuan Xiaojia is no longer the pitiful little who is bullied, she has made a lot of friends, eats and goes shopping with each other, and occasionally thinks of Jun Changning, but she doesn't particularly want to meet.

People will grow up, and whoever leaves will live the same!

Jun Changning is as good as ever, the distance and time are like clouds of smoke for her, and if she wants to see her, she will take the train back and forth for a few hours, which is not afraid of motion sickness!

She patted Jun Changning on the back, handed over a bottle of water, and watched her lift up a sallow little face, gloating.

After graduation, I joined the work, and I was very busy, and as a newcomer, I was angry and excluded everywhere. The smoke and fire of life smoke people's faces beyond recognition.

Dragged his tired body back to the rented house, looked at the empty room, and suddenly began to miss the sun and sky after noon that year.

After receiving a call from Jun Changning, when she heard the news that she was going to get married, Yuan Xiaojia's first reaction was that she was joking.

Jun Changning! Tie the knot?

The bridegroom is an ordinary man. A job with a decent income, not good or bad, not clumsy in conversation, but not sensitive, with no distinctive personality, in general, is an average person.

Yuan Xiaojia looked at Jun Changning, and then looked at the prospective groom. Tomorrow was the wedding date, but she couldn't rejoice in her friend.

The moon was shining, and the two sat on the rocks by the river watching the sun gradually set, and the grasshoppers in the watery pools were on the boats, the boatmen were collecting their nets, and the ospreys fluttered across the water.

"He doesn't deserve you."

"He's an ordinary person, and I'm an ordinary person, so there's nothing to be worthy. Don't they all say that feelings are cultivated? ”

Jun Changning laughed, a twenty-five-year-old person still looked reminiscent of her fifteen-year-old.

"You like him?"

"I don't like it."

"Then why did you marry him?"

"Because I don't hate him either."

The sky was getting dark, Jun Changning got up, and wanted to row the grasshopper boat once, so he jumped down from the stone pile and ran over.

She had little strength, and almost dropped the oar into the water, and it took a shake to get to her feet.

"Take a picture of me."

Yuan Xiaojia silently raised her phone.

The background of the girl in the photo is dark, and her smile seems to be swallowed up by the sky.

Tomorrow she will enter another world.

After marriage, Jun Changning unexpectedly went crazy, Yuan Xiaojia couldn't afford her life-saving straw identity, she was just an ordinary person.

She watched her fall into the abyss little by little, and the sound of her desperate struggle echoed in her ears.

When the news of Jun Changning's death came, Yuan Xiaojia was seeing a patient.

She calmly hung up the phone, examined the patient, prescribed the medicine after the inspection, and then told various precautions, and thoughtfully sent the person out of the outpatient room.

After closing the door, she suddenly fell to the ground with a weak body.

The belated pain spread from her arms and knees to her whole body, causing her to burst into tears, her heart tingling and paralyzing, and she bit her hand and swallowed a blood-soaked sob.

In this world, there is no longer Jun Changning.

The sun was tilted, and the woman's heart-rending cry was finally comforted, Yuan Xiaojia wiped the tears on her face and walked away.

The girl on the tombstone has a bright smile and looks at everything out of place with the world.

Neon flashes, thousands of lights.

Yuan Xiaojia pushed open the window, sat under the lamp, and spread out the notebook:

May you be blessed with all things in the next life, my friend.